Wei Kexian pointed to his sword.
A few people suddenly don’t know what to say. Look at me. I’ll see if you’re not sitting or sitting excitedly.
"Land distribution is your own arrangement, but the farmers’ association must be pulled up. You can take the position of head of the farmers’ association as the president. Mr. You can be the oldest to do the land distribution presided over by the president.
It is necessary to uphold the public interest and allocate land according to the number of laborers in the family. Of course, special care should be given to widowed and lonely families. You can wait until your farmers’ association is up. "
Wei Kexian walked over to say
Chapter 27 You mustn’t die!
Liu Gen and several other villagers were excited to learn that they were about to really own the land.
"Oh, Wei Paitou, you can rest assured that we will do these things well!"
"Ha, ha, ha, that’s good, but don’t be too happy. The land is yours, but this tax can’t be less than the normal land tax. Of course, we can discuss it after the specific amount."
Wei Kexian said that Liu Gen immediately took a chest.
"If it’s a land tax, let’s never complain if Wei Paitou tells us."
With this, Liu Gen suddenly thought of something and asked cautiously, "Wei Paitou Su will not ask us to pay taxes on kitchen knives, farm tools and the like, will he?"
"ah? Of course not! "
Wei Kexian busy said
"What about chopping wood and drawing water? No tax, right? Farming livestock will not be taxed, will it? "
The elderly villagers next to Liu Gen hurriedly asked.
"Of course not. It’s said that it’s a normal land tax. Don’t worry … do you want to tax these things, too?"
"Also?"
Liu Gen looked at Wei Kexian curiously.
Wei Kexian react suddenly a wry smile.
"I used to be a farmer in the southern Song Dynasty, and there were various taxes. In addition to the imperial tax, local officials privately apportioned more taxes. If there was a war, the neighboring areas would also temporarily increase the tax items. Kitchen knives, farm tools, firewood and water were all taxed, so there was nothing not to pay taxes."
"Wei Paitou is from the southern Song State?"
Several villagers looked at Wei Kexian curiously.
Wei Kexian nodded his head and took this opportunity to tell Liu Gen and others about his past.
Liu Gen and others were very impressed by Wei Kexian’s experience, and they immediately felt the same emotion, so they also told Wei Kexian the story that they had changed from a yeoman to a gold serf.
Speaking of emotion, several people burst into tears.
The sky is as black as a crow.
Wei Kexian deeply understood what Su Yonglin often told them that there was no difference between Xu Jin and Song Guo.
This is true, and it makes no difference. Whoever is in charge will not be better for farmers.
Comparing with each other, it won’t make any difference whether the gold destroys the Song Dynasty or the Song Dynasty.
They are all the same bitter, the same tired, the same sense of milliampere and dignity. They can live like animals and be driven to death.
How can we escape this cruel fate?
Wake knew first.
As Su Yonglin said, expel the Jin people to recover the Central Plains and crush the Southern Song Dynasty to build a country where everyone can live with dignity.
In that country, there is no exorbitant taxation, exploitation, oppression by high people and so on, and people will not be busy. Even their families can’t live all year round, and their stomachs won’t be full. In the harvest year, they will go bankrupt and lose everything overnight because of man-made disasters.
This is that future they want to pursue.
That’s why they rebelled with Su Yonglin at all costs.
The future described by Su Yonglin is the future worth looking forward to, and now they are struggling for it.
A read this Wei Kexian held Liu Gen’s hand tightly.
"You’ve been suffering for a long time, and now we’re here to take you together for a good life. No one will impose exorbitant taxes on you in the future. Absolutely not!"
Liu Gen’s face was full of pleats, and a flower suddenly smiled.
Then Wei Kexian charged them with something.
"At this stage, when the number of rebels is still small, I will leave some of the gold weapons in the village for you. After you set up the peasant association, you should choose the strong and send them to the weapons organization. A village self-defense force can protect itself by practicing more at ordinary times."
Several people looked at each other and then nodded.
Liu Gen hesitated and asked again, "Wei Paitou said we wanted to protect ourselves from being bullied by others, but Wei Paitou Jin Ren … will call back?"
Wei Kexian looked at several people flashing eyes and hesitated for a moment.
He pondered whether to tell the truth.
But then he remembered Su Yonglin, a gold man who was leading troops to continue galloping into a bloody battle, so he no longer hesitated.
"Of course, Jin people will never let it go. Once they know that we have rebelled, they will definitely call back."
A few people are breathing slowly. Look at me. I’ll look at you. You look panicked.
"That … that let’s not …"
They thought of that gold people who were kil by them out of spite.
If Jin people call back, aren’t they dead?
Wake knew what they were thinking first.
Su Yonglin told him that farmers have no cultural horizons, and they can see very close places but not the long term. In the process of contact between the rebels and farmers, they should learn to help farmers broaden their horizons.
And constantly encourage farmers.
Let them truly realize their own strength.
Let them really realize that gold people are human beings and flesh and blood, and mortals are not immortal evil spirits.
Help them drive out their fears and bring out their courage.
So Wei Kexian worded it a little.
"The Golden Man will definitely fight back, but it’s not terrible for you. Commander Su told me that the Golden Man is also a person who will die if he is killed. They will definitely not be willing to give up and will definitely fight back, but what are you doing with a knife?"
Wei Kexian took a knife and put it in Liu Gen’s hand.
"that land is yours. why don’t you give away the hard-won land if you don’t try your best to protect your own property? Are you going to kneel down and hand over the hard-won land to the Jin people as soon as they come back to you? "
Liu Gen gawked at the knife in his hand and looked up at Wei Kexian confused and uneasy.
"Wei Paitou this …"