Chapter 33 Violence clears out!
Xia Zhibai frowned slightly. He looked back and forth at the young men and said seriously: "Did you really hear my request clearly?"
The leader Hei Wa said: " As long as we take care of the food, we can do anything.”
“We just need to eat.”
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Xia Zhibai sighed softly.
There have always been many miserable people in the world.
He didn't say anything more, but emphasized that there might be dangers along the way and he couldn't run around. Finally, he chose three of the six teenagers.
The ones chosen are all tall.
However, his choice aroused dissatisfaction among several other teenagers. One of them, a dark and skinny boy, came out and raised his skinny arm, "I am stronger than Ergou. Brother Xia, why did you choose Ergou? Don’t choose me.”
“I still eat less than him.”
Xia Zhibai looked over and took a closer look before he noticed something strange.
This boy is obviously a girl, but he has been hungry for too long, all the fat in his body has been exhausted, and even his muscles have atrophied, and his skin and bones are like a mummy.
It is difficult to distinguish between men and women.
Seeing Xia Zhibai looking at her, the girl's eyes flashed with fear, and as if she thought of something, she took the initiative to meet Xia Zhibai's gaze.
She can't retreat.
If you quit, the chance of stuttering will be gone.
Xia Zhibai said: "You are not taller than him."
"I am older than him. Ergou is ten years old this year and I am eleven. I am stronger than him and he can't beat him in a fight. Me." The girl said, flashing her skinny fists, as if she was quite confident in her own strength.
Xia Zhibai shook his head and said: "Not enough."
"For this reason, I don't support my replacement of him."
The girl looked at Ergou for a few times, then at Heiwa, and hesitated After a moment, he gritted his teeth and said: "Heiwa, Ergou and the others are in the same group. I'm not. I can also do laundry, cook, and run errands. I don't eat as much as them."
The girl tossed and turned, and also No other differences were found.
They are not much different.
Only Hei Wa heard a look of panic in his eyes when he heard the girl's words.
This girl was indeed not in the same group as them, and somehow she heard the news and followed him. He was worried that the girl would complain, so he let the girl come with him.
I never thought about it.
It was still said out.
Xia Zhibai looked at the girl and then at Hei Wa, and he roughly understood what was going on.
He was wandering around the city these days and saw some beggars, and thought of going back to Kaifeng. Instead of inviting a few young men, it would be better to leave these beggars to give them a way to survive. The weather in Yingtian Mansion in February It's really cold to kill.
Hei Wa was also specially asked to find a few who were a little stronger.
Hei Wa obviously played a trick and only found a few people close to him.
Hei Wa lowered his head, not daring to look at Xia Zhibai.
Xia Zhibai walked up to the girl and asked: "What is your name?"
The girl looked confused and shook her head: "I don't have a name, they all call me Hua Que'er."
"Where are your parents?" Xia Zhibai said.
“Dead.”
“How.”
“I don’t remember. It seems that when I went south, I was robbed and beaten to death.” The girl lowered her head and spoke in a deep voice.
Xia Zhibai touched the girl's head and said: "How many people like you are there in the city?"
The girl continued to shake her head, "I don't know, there should be quite a few, but many people were frozen to death. Did they starve to death?"
"Does the government not care?" Yes, there are also dedicated officials who are responsible for the centralized treatment and resettlement of local refugees and beggars.” “I haven’t heard of it.” Hei Wa was excited when he finally heard that someone could return. He opened his mouth and said: "In the past few years, there were soup kitchens in the city, but the portions were getting smaller and smaller. Recently, there were only enough places for dozens of people, and they were all occupied by the adults. We couldn't squeeze in at all."
"But."
Hei Wa seemed to have thought of something, there was a hint of hesitation in his eyes, and he said uncertainly: "I heard a piece of news recently, I don't know whether it is true or not, that is, there is someone at the soup kitchen talking to the government. People come together to cheat and arrest people, and then work together to sell them!"
"But they only want girls who are good-looking."
Hei Wa looked lonely. .
A cold light flashed in Xia Zhibai's eyes.
Now that the Ming Dynasty is becoming more and more stable, more and more meritorious squires are beginning to think about raising domestic slaves.
If there is a market, there will naturally be demand for human traffickers.
People are unpredictable.
The world has just settled down, and the situation has just stabilized.
Many people began to have crooked ideas, thinking about being a master, thinking about being a master. The reason why they wanted girls was because they were in Yingtian Mansion, Ming Dynasty. political, economic and cultural center.
Women are worth more.
Yingtian Mansion is still like this, I'm afraid it will be even worse in other invisible places in Ming Dynasty.
In a moment of thought.
He suddenly thought of a word from later generations.
Violence clears out.
But as soon as the idea came up, it was immediately rejected.
To transform the world, we cannot rely solely on force, but ultimately must rely on the power of the masses. If there is another turmoil, not only will it not be effective, it will only kill and injure more people.
The world has just emerged from a war.
If you continue to stir up trouble, you are irresponsible to the world and the people. If you ignore the life and death of the people, you are also the real sinner of the world.
No matter how bad the Ming Dynasty is.
There is finally a system in place.
Destruction is always easier than construction.
If the only thought in your mind is the destruction of the great establishment, the complete smashing of the old and the building of a new one on top of the ruins, not to mention how many lives will be spent, by the time the world truly returns, it will be over. Decades of time.
How much time do you have to build?
The Ming Dynasty is now the choice of the people of the world.
Even if there are all kinds of bad things, it is indeed the people's choice, and what he has to do is to continue to inject the spark of the 'people' under the existing stable situation of the Ming Dynasty.
Thus realizing that a single spark can start a prairie fire.
Xia Zhibai looked at Hua Que'er, nodded and said: "As young people, you are the hope of the future of the world. If the Ming Dynasty doesn't care, then I will."
"How about you? I want them all.”
“But let me tell you first, life with me will be very difficult, and I can’t completely guarantee that you will always be able to eat. ”
"The only thing I can guarantee."
"Even if I have a mouthful of food, you will definitely be able to eat it."
Xia Zhibai took out thirty copper coins from his sleeve and handed it over In the hands of several people, he said: "In the past few days, you go and deal with things around you. In three days, I will wait for you in the north of the city."
"You take the remaining money and go to the bun shop to buy it. Baozi.”
“The store should not dare to scold you anymore.”
"People who are poor cannot be short-minded. Wherever they are wronged, they just get up and get back their lost self-esteem."
"Beside me, you must first learn to be an upright person. ”
“Then you have to learn to respect people.”
This chapter explains a little bit. The protagonist’s path is different from what you think. He will become an official, but he will not kneel down. As a slave, the protagonist serves the people, mainly the people.
That’s all in the first chapter.
Just take your time and look behind you, you will be surprised.
(End of this chapter)