The Qing Dynasty is about to end

Chapter 188 This is the end of the world!
After listening to what the two old men said, Zuo Zongtang also showed a bitter expression.

It’s really cutting meat!
Or cut your own flesh!
What Luo Yaoguo did was to kill the landlords and then cut their flesh! What Zuo Zongtang wanted to do was to let the landlords and gentry cut their flesh alive. How painful! Compared with killing them, which one is more satisfying?
If this were not the case, Confucianism would really be over. Zuo Zongtang couldn't imagine what the world would be like in the future!
He thought about it, sighed and said: "But what can we do? He is not Zhu Hongwu, and he can't be Zhu Hongwu. After all, the situation is different! There are too many people in this world, too many, and there is really not enough land, not enough!

Besides, we can’t beat them, we really can’t beat them!”

Luo Raodian suddenly thought of something and reminded Zuo Zongtang, "Ji Gao, there are still thousands of miles of fertile land outside the Great Wall! If we use it, it may be possible to fill Sichuan with people from Huguang!"

Luo Bingzhang shook his head and said, "It's difficult, it's difficult! I heard that Prince Gong talked to the emperor about it, but the emperor suppressed it on the grounds that the ancestral family rules cannot be changed!"

"Then..." Zuo Zongtang looked at the two old men in front of him and smiled, "Then I, a commoner from Xiangyin, will write a letter to the emperor, asking him to give the fertile land outside the Great Wall to the poor people inside the Great Wall, at least give them a way to survive!

Someone has to cut the meat! If the emperor cuts more, the gentry in the world may cut less! "

Luo Bingzhang and Luo Raodian looked at each other and nodded.

Luo Bingzhang said: "Ji Gao, let me take the lead in writing the petition "Please open the fertile land outside the country to support the people"! It seems that I, as the governor, will lose my post. I can't do it on my knees!"

"I'll sign my name too!" Luo Raodian said, "Not for anything else, but for the many Xianghu gentry who died. This can't go on any longer! The emperor must make sacrifices!"

These three are truly loyal ministers of the Qing Dynasty! They petitioned the Emperor to make sacrifices. Since the founding of the Qing Dynasty, no one has been more loyal than them.

"Mr. Zeng, you are disloyal, unfilial and unrighteous!"

"Mr. Zeng, you will not have a good death!"

"Mr. Zeng, how have we offended you? If you want to build a well-field system, just do it on your land. Why do you want to take away my land?"

"Mr. Zeng, even if I lose my head, I will become a hungry ghost and eat your soul and Zeng Guofan's soul."

Outside Hehuatang Town, on an open land, Zeng Guohua, dressed in "Confucius costume", sat upright on a throne, looking coldly at dozens of landlords in Xiangxiang County who were about to be killed.

The reason these people wanted to die was because they were "anti-Zhou Li" - they opposed Zeng Guohua's implementation of the "Well-Field System" based on Zhou Li!
What’s more, it was an armed resistance, the circumstances were extremely bad!
According to Ma Baocai, the leader of the Xiangxiang County branch of the God Worshipping Society, killing people is the only way to appease the people's anger!

Therefore, the village lecturer of the village where those dozens of landlords lived led the militia to arrest them and escort them to Hehuatang Town, where Zeng Guohua sentenced them to death, and then Zeng Guohua supervised the execution!

Oh, and these things are done under the banner of Zeng Guofan!
Now Zeng Guofan can’t wash himself clean even if he jumps into Dongting Lake!
However, Zeng Guohua did not think that he had betrayed Zeng Guofan, nor did he think that these landlords who were taken to Hehuatang Town should not be killed, not because they were landlords, collecting rent and lending money, and exploiting farmers. It was because they could not beat the farmers they exploited!
Not only can they not defeat him, they can't even defeat the master they are loyal to!

If they can't win, then they can only cut off their flesh to survive. But these people can't win, and they are unwilling to cut off their flesh, so what other options are there for them to survive?
"Kill him!" Zeng Guohua waved his hand, "After you kill him, hang his head outside of Hehuatang Town as a warning to others!"

"Yes!"

Ma Baocai bowed his hands and looked like he was doing what he was told. In fact, he was the real person in power in Hehuatang Town, and Zeng Guohua was just his puppet.

Moreover, this puppet will only stay in the lotus pond for a while. When Luo Yaoguo leads his army out of Dongting Lake to the east, he will still be taken away.

Because with his "Exhortation to Fight the Invaders and Revive Confucianism", he had become a signboard to attract "progressive Confucian scholars".

When Luo Yaoguo arrived in the southeast where Confucian scholars were everywhere, he would still have to use him.

And once Zeng Guohua left, the entire Lotus Pond, no, the entire Xiangxiang County, would be under the control of Ma Baocai alone.

We'll have to kill more then!
Thinking of this, Ma Baocai turned around, waved his hand at the eight executioners holding ghost-head knives, and spat out one word: "Kill!"

Eight shining swords were swung, and eight heads flew high up, then fell heavily to the ground. Some of them rolled a few times, revealing the broken necks. The muscles at the broken necks were still trembling, and blood was flowing. The headless bodies spurted blood, fell forward, twitched a few times, and finally lost their life. "Good!"

"Good kill!"

The onlookers cheered!
Excited expressions appeared on the thin, numb and bitter faces.

It seems that after killing these landlords and gentry, their lives will get better. In fact, it will be a little better, but very limited!

The reason is simple, there is really not enough land!

Even if all the landlords in Xiangxiang were killed and all the land was divided equally, how much would there be? Would each person have two mu of land? It's a bit far-fetched!

How long can we live well with these two acres of land? Twenty years at most? When the people who shouldn't have been born and shouldn't have lived grow up, two acres per person will not be enough. Who will be killed then?
Besides, the world is not at peace yet!

Xiangxiang is now at the forefront of the battle between the Taiping Army and the Hunan militia. Both sides are now accumulating strength and have not really started fighting. Once the war begins, haha, fighting for land and killing people everywhere!

Who knows how many of those who are cheering now will become piles of bones in the troubled times?

Zeng Guohua looked expressionlessly at the execution ground where people were being killed and the cheering crowd. Only two words came to his mind - end of the world!
Maybe this is the end of the world!

Dozens of heads were chopped off quickly, and on the execution ground, only headless bodies were left lying in a pool of blood, waiting for their relatives to come and take care of them if there were any relatives left! The chopped heads were hung outside the newly built city wall of Heyetang Town for public display.

There are many bamboo poles erected outside the city wall of Heyetang Town, and on each pole is hung a head. The eyes, which have lost their luster, look listlessly at the official road outside the city wall leading to the edge of Hengshan Mountain.

If these heads were not yet dead, perhaps one could see in the distance a group of listless Qing soldiers slowly approaching.

Senggelinqin was riding on his horse, feeling drowsy and seemed to have fallen asleep. Suddenly, someone shouted, "There's a long-haired man!"

The prince suddenly woke up and looked back with fear on his face: "Yes, is it Hong Xiuquan who is chasing us?"

He was really afraid of Hong Xiuquan!
It's really scary when this crazy fake king who is said to only hang out in the harem goes crazy.

He is not the only one going crazy, but will lead tens of thousands of people to go crazy together!
The few soldiers under Senggelinqin were already no match for the Taiping Army when they were not crazy, let alone the crazy ones. There were so many of them, what was the point of fighting?
If Hong Xiuquan caught up with him again now, Senggelinqin really wouldn't know what to do?

Even if Hong Xiuquan didn't come, his headache would have been painful enough.

Because in order to save himself, he has abandoned, or rather tricked the Imperial Envoy Sai Shang'a into committing suicide. How can he get away with this?

"No, no, sir, there are long-haired wild animals in the fields on both sides!"

Senggelinqin felt relieved when he heard Guanwen's hoarse voice.

As long as it's not Hong Xiuquan, it's fine. But isn't this Xiangxiang County? Where did the wild longhair come from in the countryside of Xiangxiang County?
Senggelinqin quickly perked up, looked around, and then saw a scene that made him feel as if he were in another world.

He only saw a number of farmers who were probably loosening the soil in the nearby farmland, staring in amazement at the Qing soldiers who suddenly appeared on the official road. And why were these farmers dressed so much like people from the Ming Dynasty?

What year is this eve?
Where is this place?

(End of this chapter)