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Passenger boats go down the Qianshan River to Hekou Town.

It hasn't snowed in the past few days, but the snow on both sides of the strait has not yet melted, and there is a vast expanse of whiteness between the sky and the earth.

Fei Lin kept turning around and looking back, fearing that the government's pursuers would come to kill him.

"Don't be afraid, Uncle Lin," Zhao Han said with a smile, "The officials are busy putting out the fire, so how can they find someone to chase me?"

This matter was completely beyond Fei Lin's imagination, and when he looked at Zhao Han again, he was already full of fear in his heart.

After thinking for a moment, Fei Lin sighed and said, "Brother Han, why is this so? At worst, wait another two or three years, and a new county magistrate will take office, and we'll go through the household registration process again."

Zhao Han shook his head and said, "Three years ago, I would have endured it. Now that I am fifteen years old, how can I endure such suffocation?"

Fifteen years old... When I was fifteen years old, I was still fooling around with the young master.

Fei Lin complained in his heart, and asked, "Are you going back to E Lake?"

"I won't go back," Zhao Han looked at the sky, "The world is so big, I have my own place to go."

Zhao Han could hide back at Fei's house. Many Jiangyang thieves were harbored by wealthy families, and the government dared not come to search for them.

But why go back?

It's a pity that Zhao Han met many people in Qianshan, laid the foundation for three or four years, and had no time to develop further, so he had to choose to give up all of them at this moment.

One day, it will be killed.

Zhao Han entered the cabin and took out a pen and paper, wrote several letters in succession, handed them to Fei Lin and said, "Uncle Lin, please forward these letters to Madam, Miss, Young Master and my sister. Brother Chun, please help me pass the message, Let him study hard and study art."

"I see." Fei Lin put away the letters, not knowing what to say.

The Zhao Han in front of him is too strange!

A house slave, a scholar, transformed himself into a heroic figure, murdered and set fire to the county government and escaped unscathed.

This happens only in romance novels.

Zhao Han asked in a low voice, "Can these boatmen be trusted?"

Fei Lin nodded and said, "Young Madam paid for it, it has nothing to do with the old man."

Zhao Han said again: "Uncle Lin, when you arrive at Hekou Town, you can go back in another boat. These boatmen, take me all the way by boat, and I will give them money."

"It's not a problem," Fei Lin reminded, "You have to do it quickly, the eunuch has set up a cash gate in Henglin, so you don't want to be recognized by the sea arresting officer."

"Haha," Zhao Han laughed suddenly, "How can the county magistrate get along with the eunuch. By the time the government posts the sea arrest documents everywhere, I will have left Qianshan Mountain long ago."

In less than half a day, the passenger ship arrived at the mouth of the river.

Fei Lin was preparing to go ashore with his pack on his back. As soon as he stepped out of the cabin, his face turned pale with fright, and he exclaimed, "Where did this head come from?"

Zhao Han quickly went out of the cabin to check, and saw a wooden pole erected on the pier at Hekou, with the heads of Sun Xianzong and Sun Zhenzong hanging from the pole.

I guess it's unlucky. No boat is willing to dock at this pier.

Fei Lin immediately got off the boat to inquire, and ran back after a while and said, "Wang Heng, the tax supervisor, has already occupied Hekou Town, and his residence is located in the Zhejiang Guild Hall. Iron Foot will seek refuge with the eunuchs, Fei Huan has become the head of the family, and Li Dazhu has become the second head of the house. The Sun brothers were killed and Liwei was killed, and Zhang Tieniu's whereabouts are still unknown."

"This eunuch is very skilled." Zhao Han couldn't help admiring him.

Wang Heng, the tax supervisor, sits at the mouth of the river by himself, and sets up checkpoints in Henglin Town to control the west channel, in Ehu Town to control the east channel, in Shitang Town to control the south channel, and in Shanglu Town to control the southeast channel.

The commercial route of the entire Qianshan County has been completely controlled by this dead eunuch!

A year ago, when Wang Heng came to Qianshan to take office, he had only a few entourages around him.

Go ahead, mess around for another two or three years, and make Qianshan angry and resentful, Zhao Han will be able to come back and look for opportunities to make trouble.

Fei Lin hired another boat to go to Ehu Town. Zhao Han gave several boatmen a tael of silver and asked them to wait on the boat. When they were hungry, Dingshenglou would send them food.

"Brother Han, will our boat stop here? Do you want to move it?" The boatman asked, pointing to the head on the pole.

Zhao Han smiled and said, "It's okay, it's quite spacious here."

After speaking, Zhao Han went to Hanzhu Mountain with his spear in hand. Before leaving, he was going to have an interview with Pang Chunlai.

The Chinese New Year is only a few days away, but unfortunately, there is no new year flavor this year.

The gentry in Qianshan and foreign merchants were all searched and exploited by the eunuchs, so the losses were passed on to the workers and peasants.

The iron feet will completely degenerate into a gang of thugs, the coolies on the docks will be squeezed, their wages will drop by an average of 30%, and there will be no social organizations to speak for them.

The tenants are worrying about next year, and the landlords have asked to pay rent in advance, at least part of it.

This is not the most terrible thing, the tenants are afraid of being taken away!

The land skin system in the late Ming Dynasty was not fully formed, and the landlord could break the contract and seize the tenant at any time.

Every family is sad and every family is crying.

Zhao Han came to Hanzhu Private School. As the year was approaching, the schoolchildren were going home one after another, and Pang Chunlai was reading alone.

"Sir, I'm here." Zhao Han pushed the door open and entered.

"Sit down." Pang Chunlai put down his book.

Zhao Han rested his spear in his hand, sat down with a smile and said, "Master He Can, he took the money and refused to give me an account card, and even colluded with the classics and history to arrest me and put me in prison."

Pang Chunlai asked in surprise, "Why did such a big thing happen all of a sudden?"

Zhao Han didn't regard himself as an outsider, he took the teacher's tea and drank it, moistened his throat and said, "I can't get angry, I killed the master, I killed Dian Shi, I also killed a few government servants, and I simply set fire to the county government. Burned."

Pang Chunlai thought he had heard it wrong, and leaned his head to look at Zhao Han carefully, then he was dumbfounded and speechless.

After a long time, Pang Chunlai regained his composure and asked, "Are you leaving Lead Mountain?"

"Yes." Zhao Han nodded.

"Where are you going?" Pang Chunlai asked again.

Zhao Han smiled and said, "Ruijin is a good place, I'll go and learn how they rebelled."

Reading the Tang newspaper, you can only know the important events of the court.

Squatting in a restaurant, but you can inquire about the news of the world.

These days, Zhao Han made friends with various religions and learned a lot about Ruijin.

At first, a peasant uprising broke out in southern Fujian, Fujian officers and soldiers went to suppress it, and farmers in western Fujian took the opportunity to revolt.

After the civil unrest in southern Fujian subsided, the officers and soldiers sent troops to western Fujian again. The peasant army in western Fujian was no match for them, so they were forced to flee into the mountains in southern Jiangxi, where they set off a peasant movement.

Over the past few years, western Fujian and southern Jiangxi have become one.

The officers and soldiers were completely powerless to suppress them, and they couldn't beat them if they came too few. If there are too many, the rebel army will flee into the mountains, where can they be wiped out.

But Ruijin is more interesting. The peasant army here calls itself "Tian Bing".

There are three leaders of the field soldiers, and their approach is not radical, and they did not directly attack the local tyrants to divide the fields. Instead, they forced the landlord to hand over 30% of the land and distributed it to the peasants who participated in the uprising, and asked the landlord to give the tenants permanent tenancy rights, and they were not allowed to seize and change the tenancy for generations.

These field soldiers rushed into Ruijin County and forced the county magistrate to stamp the land transfer documents.

Tens of thousands of copies were stamped at one time. Poor magistrates, masters, and civil servants work in shifts day and night. They can dream of holding a seal in their hands in their dreams, and they can't help but smash their chopsticks on the table when eating.

Immediately, the three chiefs withdrew from the county seat, each occupying one side, and supporting each other.

The Ruijin government dared not go out of the city to collect taxes.

Landlords in Ruijin dare not force farmers to pay rent.

As a result, Ruijin County formed a strange and harmonious situation.

The general of Southern Jiangxi and the magistrate of Ruijin County jointly reported that the civil unrest had been quelled, and they were actually rewarded by the court. Even if the stipulated quota was not collected, it can be inferred that the peasant army destroyed too much, and the county magistrate took advantage of the chaos for nothing.

The gentry and landowners in Ruijin saw that the peasant army did not kill people indiscriminately. Although it was painful to lose 30% of the land, they could only pinch their noses and admit it.

I really dare not ask officers and soldiers to suppress it again. Banditry is like a comb, and soldiers are like a grate.

In the eyes of the landlords in Ruijin, the officers and soldiers sent by the imperial court to quell the chaos are more terrifying than those peasant troops!

When Zhao Han heard these rumors in the restaurant, he just couldn't help but want to laugh. Many things in the late Ming Dynasty were simply ruinous.

What the hell is it that the landlord and the peasant army guard against the imperial court officers and soldiers together?

Pang Chunlai said: "Ruijin not only has three leaders of the field soldiers, but also has reached a tacit understanding with the government, generals, and landlords. I am afraid that no one is willing to make trouble again. Even if you go to Ruijin, you can't find any advantages. Could it be that the tiger's body is shocked, and the three All the chiefs will serve you?"

Zhao Han explained: "The students just went to Ruijin to see the situation and get to know the three chiefs by the way. The real target is in Ji'an and Taihe counties. The fourth young master of the Fei family is now inspecting Jinggang, so he can take refuge in him first. If If you start an incident here, you can hide in the mountains (Jinggangshan area) if you retreat, and you can go south to take Ganzhou if you advance, and join the peasant army in southern Jiangxi and western Fujian."

Pang Chunlai stood up suddenly: "I'll go with you!"

"It's freezing cold, sir, it's not suitable for a long journey." Zhao Han hurriedly persuaded.

Pang Chunlai said with a smile: "Compared with Liaodong, Jiangxi's winter is nothing. Don't look old as a teacher, but the gray hair is just an illusion. I'm not fifty years old yet."

Zhao Han knew that the teacher was very stubborn, so he didn't try to persuade him much, but asked, "Mister, have you thought it through?"

"What else are you thinking about?" Pang Chunlai breathed out, "I have been in Hanzhu Mountain Lair for several years, and I have long wanted to change places. This place really makes me panic! When will I leave?"

"Tonight." Zhao Han said.

Pang Chunlai immediately sat down to write letters, one to the mountain chief Fei Yuanlu, one to his friend Zheng Zhongkui, and one to his student Xu Ying.

After handing the three letters to the familiar tutor, Pang Chunlai took the money and left immediately, and also took out an iron sword and hung it on his waist.

Zhao Han supported his teacher and walked straight to Hekou Town in the bitter cold wind through the lingering snow.

It was evening when they arrived, and the master and apprentice were not in a hurry, they went to the Dingsheng Building to have a meal first.

While eating and drinking, Zhao Han called Fei Ze: "Brother Jiandan, I'm going on a long trip. When Ruhe comes, you can give him the manuscripts in my house, and he will decide whether to print "Ehu Xunkan" again." Make up your mind, after the price increase, the fourth phase should be able to make money."

"Where is brother going?" Fizer asked.

Zhao Han smiled and said nonsense: "As entrusted by the young lady, I went to her natal family in Jiujiang to do business."

Fei Ze congratulated: "My brother is getting more and more respected by my wife."

Chat for a while and fill your stomach.

Zhao Han supported Pang Chunlai, went to the pier to board the boat in the dark, but saw a black shadow climbing the wooden pole.

If you don't see it, continue walking to the river.

The two masters and apprentices quickly entered the cabin, and a boatman went ashore immediately and untied the rope tied to the shore.

The black shadow failed several times, and finally climbed to the top of the pole, drew the ax to cut the rope, and took the heads of the Sun brothers.

As soon as the boatman finished untying the rope, Hei Ying came running with his head in his hands, threatening in a low voice with an ax in his hand: "Take the boat and take me to Henglin, or I'll kill you!"

It is no coincidence that there is only one boat parked near the wooden pole where the head is hung.

"Okay... good man, spare your life!" The boatman was so frightened that his whole body went limp.

"Hurry up, hurry up!" Black Shadow urged again and again, the boatman dared not refuse, and walked to the boat one after another.

This guy rushed into the cabin recklessly, holding an ax and roaring: "Be honest, the Sa family is just taking a boat, don't force me... Eh, the little man is here too?"

Zhao Han smiled and said, "Brother Tieniu, it's freezing outside, sit down and warm yourself by the fire."