Griffin Commander in the Late Ming Dynasty

"Just because you pass the imperial examination, you can be so extravagant?"

"Haven't you seen enough of this kind of thing? You guys wanted to change before, but the result was just getting worse. Now, I just want to live my life well and change to a better way of life."

He turned his head and went back into the courtyard, leaving behind all the gossip. However, the woman was still looking at Kang Pingju in front of her, as if thinking about something.

Volume 49: Chapter Chapter : The So-called Grievance Meeting

"Mod 2. To move the carriage, you just need to pull it over, no need to lift it..."

45 looked at the dog in front of him, carrying the huge carriage around in the yard, and covered his forehead with his hands, feeling a little headache.

The little guy from the AR team looks to have a bigger problem than G11.

"Huh? Is that really the case?!"

The dog's reaction was surprising, and he put the carriage on the ground again.

“But it’s fun this way.”

You actually treat that thing as a toy?

45 I was a little confused about what was going on in the mind of this red-eyed girl in front of me.

"So boring, when will the commander come back..."

After a while, the dog started complaining. There were no enemies, no commanders, and no teammates. It was so boring.

"You are relying on him.... He is just buying things and will be back soon. It would be better if we quickly get things settled so that we can eat right away when he comes back."

"Just rely on it, just rely on it! Humph! Ah!! I really want an enemy to come and tear it apart for me!"

The three little guys looked at the scene in front of them and felt as if their lives had been refreshed.

"Could it be that the noble brother and his companions are really gods...?"

For Ni'er, the scene before her was too shocking. When she asked whether Jiang Han was a god, Brother Guiren just smiled and touched her head.

"Of course it's fake. There are no such things as magic in the world. We have to believe in science and reality."

The next day, he summoned a big sister out of thin air. This was the one in front of him, the one with strange-looking arms that could lift a huge carriage.

Ni'er began to suspect that the noble brother was lying to her. Could this man be a god?

Nier's words also had a great impact on the remaining two little ones. After spending some time together, the two little ones became much more cheerful than before. Compared to the beginning when they were always worried about whether they would be kicked out the next day or whether they would have to return to the precarious days, they became sensible and useful. Now their mentality is much calmer, and many of their childish natures are slowly beginning to show.

In the past, Yao'er's impression of Jiang Han was that of a gentle, wealthy, and extremely skilled big brother. However, after communicating with Ni'er and experiencing a series of things, he began to doubt.

After all, that miracle was too outrageous. Jiang Han and the others knew the principles of thunder and the disappearance of objects, but the children didn't know!

In their eyes, Jiang Han is a mysterious immortal who can make things disappear, produce many good things out of thin air, summon powerful fairies.

That must be the case.

In my impression, even the strongest person can't lift such a huge carriage! Only in the storybooks of gods and monsters can there be such content! Even the summoned fairies are so powerful, so the master must be stronger! Received respect from the youngest, the public reputation value +1!

(Jiang Han: No, you are wrong, I am just a loser who drinks water)

"Okay, let's do this first. I'll take these people back, and then Xiaoliu, how about this, you help me find some farms nearby, I plan to buy one and grow some crops. Secondly, help me post a recruitment notice, recruiting farmers, blacksmiths, carpenters, and masons. Those with good skills will be given priority. By the way, help me find some good livestock."

Throwing a small ingot to Xiao Liuzi, Jiang Han told him the content of the future cooperation. He was not afraid that he would run away, because the profits that could be brought to Xiao Liuzi by these business deals would definitely be much higher than this little money. People who would do such stupid things should not be able to do this business.

At the same time, because Xiao Liuzi is very interesting and it is very comfortable to work with him, he doesn't mind giving him more tips.

"Okay! Just wait and see. Leave this matter to me and don't worry! I promise to get it done for you."

Xiao Liuzi hurriedly caught the silver coin thrown by Jiang Han, took a bite of it immediately, and grinned at the sight of the teeth marks on it.

A few servants actually didn't cost much, because in the late Ming Dynasty, with prices soaring, labor became cheap, because hiring people meant taking care of their meals, and a meal was much more valuable than a person.

Reality is so cruel and ruthless that a person's value and dignity are sunk into the dirt.

The human traffickers were considerate enough to string together the servants they had purchased with ropes, which were considered gifts, so that Jiang Han could easily take the servants back. He could pull a long string of them, just like pulling livestock.

These people were actually very nervous because their fate had already been determined and they had no idea what the character of their future master would be like. They could only pray to God to make their master a little more generous and give them more porridge at each meal.

The little girl fell in the middle of the team, her tears almost unable to be held back, but the older women with her looked more relaxed.

If they had not been bought by Jiang Han, their fate would most likely be picked up by a brothel and made to serve patrons. The treatment of the little guy would be even worse.

The better case scenario is that someone will take him to raise a skinny horse, and the worse case scenario...

Because there were actually child prostitutes in the Ming Dynasty. Compared to the dark life in a brothel, where one would suffer lifelong injuries and die on the roadside like a dog, being bought by someone would at least give them another thought.

What if, what if this master is a generous person?

The greatest pain in life is not even able to deceive yourself.

However, they didn't really have much expectation that Jiang Han would actually buy such a girl. After all, who would buy a little girl?

(Jiang Han: What do you mean? You can’t stand people’s kindness, right? I just feel sorry for the little girl! What’s the point of refining or not? I like the older sister! The older sister! Besides, isn’t he more attractive in human form!)

Putting aside the fact that the long line caused a series of discussions, after entering the house, Jiang Han helped everyone untie the ropes in the yard and gathered everyone together.

Those present were all veteran servants, so they naturally knew that the master was about to start giving a lecture, but they didn't know what the rules of the new master were.

"Commander!!! I've packed everything!"

Seeing Jiang Han returning safely, the dog immediately pounced on him, diluting the originally serious atmosphere.

"Oh, great, great, great, the dog did a great job. I need to do some ideological work with the people now. Can you wait for a while?"

Jiang Han stroked the dog's head and spoke softly, which made the servants feel more at ease. Because, a person who can be so gentle to his family will probably not be too strict... right?

Sopmod2 nodded obediently and walked aside. Jiang Han looked around at the people who were slightly relaxed by the atmosphere and spoke slowly.

"Gathering with you all today, although it is a transaction, it is also fate. Everyone coming to my home means that you will become a part of us in the future and start a new life. So, the purpose of holding this meeting with you all today is to help you better face the new life. The first thing is to say goodbye to the past."

"There's a famous saying that goes, 'Happy families are all alike, but unhappy families are each unhappy in their own way. You all must have gone through a lot to get to this point. So, as a family, let's share our stories and have a good heart-to-heart with each other. Tell us how those landlords, wealthy people, and scholars bullied you and made you like this. Speak freely!"

What Jiang Han used was actually a method our army used when it incorporated the Kuomintang army in the early days, called storytelling.

The oppression of people in feudal society is unimaginable, and what Jiang Han wants to do is to liberate people's minds first. However, liberating people's minds also requires the environment to constantly influence people. So he thought of using this trick first to let the visitors not rush to work, but share their experiences and stories, so that they can quickly understand their class enemies, know each other's comrades, and establish initial feelings with future brothers and sisters.

After all, it is natural for someone to be closer psychologically to someone who knows his entire past.

"Well, does anyone want to speak first? How about this, big brother over here, what's your name?"

"My lord, I'm Zhang Tieniu! I can herd cattle! I used to herd cattle and horses in the village, and they are all in good health!"

"Okay! Let's not talk about work today. I see that you have a solemn face. A man should set a good example. How about you take the lead and tell us your story? How about that?"

Zhang Tieniu looked up in surprise. He was surprised at how easy it was to talk to the master, and even more surprised at the tone and manner in which the master spoke to him. The affirmation in his voice that a man should take the lead, Zhang Tieniu seemed to have an illusion that he was really a human being in the eyes of this master.

He had an impulse. Even though the communication had not yet begun, he had an inexplicable impulse in his heart that he was willing to die for such a person.

Volume 50: Chapter Chapter : Rice Porridge

"My name is Zhang Tieniu, and I am from Hejian Prefecture"

"Hejian Prefecture is quite far away. How did you end up in Jiangnan?"

Jiang Han interjected at the right time to guide them in telling the story. To be honest, it was rare for the lower-class peasants of that era to be able to tell a story clearly; they could all go and tell stories.

"I...was originally from Hejian Prefecture, an ordinary farmer. Because I was good at raising cattle, the livestock in the village were all taken care of by my family."

"But the officials would come to the village every now and then to collect various taxes from us. We had to pay taxes for planting seeds, harvesting wheat, and grazing cattle. We had to pay more land taxes for farming, and we also had to pay various taxes to the country. One of my cows starved to death..."

Zhang Tieniu's voice gradually became lower

"But even if the cow dies, you still have to pay taxes..."

"All the money in the family was used up in taxes... His mother had no food to eat, no milk to drink, and his son was crying out in hunger, but it still wouldn't rain."

"My son starved to death. My wife and I buried him in the back mountain. The next year, the officials came again, saying that the war was intense at the front and they wanted to requisition our cattle."

"My father refused to accept the situation and argued with the officer, but was knocked over by the officer with the handle of a knife, and his cow was also taken away. After returning home, my father stayed in bed for three days, but he died because he could not endure it."

"We have run out of food at home, so we have no choice but to sell the land. But the landlord said he has no food, so he can only sell a little. We have four acres of land, and we only bought two bags of food."

"It still doesn't rain, I can't grow anything in the fields, and my family has run out of food. Tax collectors are here again. I have no choice but to run away with my wife."

"My wife is on the road...starving to death, and I am the only one left...I am the only one left..."

Zhang Tieniu broke down in tears halfway through his story, and there was no need to tell the rest of the story. In order to get some food, he sold himself to a human trafficker. After what he had experienced, telling his story was almost like re-exposing the wounds that he had once ignored. In such an emotional environment, he was shocked to realize that he had reached such a point.

Zhang Tieniu cried louder and louder, and Jiang Han's gaze moved to the next person.

The storytelling session lasted for a whole afternoon, with these poor people from all over the world telling their stories of suffering.

Some had been slaves for more than ten years, and their families suddenly suffered misfortunes, with all the family members either dying or getting rich, and their entire family was taken away to be sold. Some had lived a good life, but the soldiers captured the breadwinners and took them away, never to return. They could only do laundry, cooking, and sewing, and had to work as slaves.

There was a lot of crying at the scene. Emotions are gradually contagious. When hearing other people's stories, one will feel sympathy for them. When telling one's own story, those painful memories come to mind again. The feeling of loss, the regret, surges into the heart, and the pain makes people almost crazy.

Several little girls almost fainted from crying.

This scared Jiang Han. He knew that grievance meetings were effective, but he was really surprised that the results were so good. In a blink of an eye, the three little kids in the family recalled their painful experiences and burst into tears.

"Hurry up, come and help, dog, hurry up, get some hot water for them! Um, what! Little princess! Cook some rice porridge, 45, come and pinch my Ren Zhong with me, use less force!"

Everyone knows why dogs are not allowed to pinch people's philtrum. People are afraid that the dog may crush people's facial bones directly.

Then it’s not a grievance meeting anymore, we can just start eating the meal directly.

After a lot of trouble, including fanning and laying the patient flat, this condition was actually caused by excessive emotional excitement, not shock, so cardiopulmonary resuscitation was not needed.

Moreover, cardiopulmonary resuscitation is a professional skill. The hands must keep pressing the chest vigorously at a frequency of two times per second. You have to keep pressing until the ambulance arrives. It is a job that requires both technical and physical strength. If the force is not enough, it will be ineffective. If the force is too much, the ribs will be broken directly, and the patient will die instead of being rescued. People who do not have that skill should best not learn artificial respiration or cardiopulmonary resuscitation from others.

If you are not sure, it is not first aid, it is a life-threatening situation.

Jiang Han had no experience in holding this kind of grievance meetings. The first time it was very effective, but the follow-up work was very lacking. When our military cadres held grievance meetings, they would often prepare backup plans in case the soldiers became emotionally agitated on a large scale. Jiang Han was just an ordinary college student who had no experience in anything. He could only rely on learning everything by himself. There was no teacher to teach him.

Just like his actions when he first came to Xiaohegou Village, he thought that he could let those Manchu and Jin cavalry follow him and spare those poor villagers. However, his overly complacent thinking led to an irreversible consequence. However, he was still unaware of all this.

Xiaohegou Village, like countless villages in the late Ming Dynasty, was burned down in the war.

M4A1’s cooking skills are average, but cooking rice porridge is not a particularly difficult problem for her.

These people have often experienced long-term hunger and absolutely cannot eat food directly, otherwise it may cause various reactions and be harmful to the body.

When these people slowly woke up, their hearts were still in pain and their cries continued. Jiang Han did not stop them. Seeing that the rice porridge was almost cooked, he served it to these poor people who were crying so hard that their breathing was unstable.

"Listen carefully, drink slowly. This first bowl of rice porridge is the first step in a new life. We need to savor it slowly. If anyone tries to eat ginseng fruit like Zhu Bajie, don't blame me for being rude."

Even though these people were crying so hard that they were out of breath, when they saw the food, their long-hungry eating instinct would still drive them to eat it quickly. As soon as they got the rice porridge, they couldn't wait to swallow it down, regardless of whether it was hot or not. If Jiang Han hadn't interrupted them in time, they would have already eaten the whole bowl of rice porridge.

At this time, gentle persuasion is useless, and one can only force them to drink slowly, which is better for their health. A lot of reasons are meaningless in the face of instinct, but this is the first rule of the new master, and they dare not disobey.

What he never expected was that the excuse he made up unintentionally just to persuade people to drink the porridge slowly and protect their stomachs became the Bible in these people's hearts.

The rice porridge tastes only of wheat and millet malt at first, but as you chew it slowly, a sweet taste slowly emerges from the tip of your tongue, as warm as the winter sun and as sweet as honey, just like the new life promised by the new owner, which warms your heart.

At subsequent grievance meetings, these ancestors would give the newly liberated people a bowl of rice porridge representing the new life, and let them figure out the taste of the new life. This became a fixed item at every liberation grievance meeting, and each generation of liberated people passed on this tradition. The so-called new life should be warm, with a hint of sweetness.

Volume 51: Chapter Chapter : Neighborhood

Seeing that everyone started to drink the porridge in small sips, Jiang Han knew that now was his time to show his talent.

The so-called salvation does not mean simply letting these people leave their original lives. Doing so will only divide people into two classes and two groups. After they tell their pain, this emotion needs an outlet. If it is not guided, this emotion will simply turn into hatred, and then become more and more intense and out of control.

Just like when Jiang Han played Ark before, the reason why the Integration Movement failed was because Tallulah was a half-baked revolutionary. She only knew that she wanted to revolt but didn’t know how to revolt, she only knew how to save but didn’t know how to guide. All the infected people’s hatred was still hatred, and their pain was still pain. There was no change at all. It was just a failed peasant uprising.

Therefore, the key to the grievance meeting is not to speak out your own pain, just like the move of the old monkey hanging the seal and looking back in Xingyiquan, the old monkey hanging the seal means looking back, the so-called grievance meeting is intended to guide, the core is to guide thoughts.

If we simply tell each other about our sufferings, it will become a talent show. Today, someone insists on pursuing a career in music after both his parents have passed away, and tomorrow, someone dreams of becoming a star after having terminal cancer. It is meaningless.

"Everyone, eat first. I'll say a few words first."

Jiang Han slowly stood up and came in front of everyone.

Everyone was still eating, but when they saw Jiang Han speaking, they stopped and looked at him intently.

At this moment, Jiang Han, because of his friendly address, affirmative eyes, and his unremitting efforts to rescue them after they fainted, was like a ray of light shining into their abyss of despair. In their desperate hearts, Jiang Han was the savior and a god-like existence. If there was a favorability prompt, Jiang Han's favorability in the hearts of these servants was 100%.

"I have listened to each of your stories. I can say that your heart-wrenching voices have touched me deeply. The Ming Dynasty has actually come to this state today."

When the story was mentioned, the servants recalled their own tragic experiences, and the energy had not yet passed, but now it surged up again.

"Originally, everyone had a happy family, parents, a wife and children, and a stable life. However, because of harsh politics, corruption, landlords, and officials who were in office but doing nothing, their wives and children were torn apart, and they were no longer like the past. It seems that no matter how hard we try, we cannot live a good life."

"Are we not working hard enough? Zhang Tieniu, when do you farm and when do you rest every day?"

"My Lord, I get up at the crowing of the cock every day and wait until the sun sets before I lead the cows back home."