Griffin Commander in the Late Ming Dynasty

"Too evil! How many girls has he coerced?"

There was a lot of noise below the stage, but life was peaceful on the stage. Jiang Han couldn't hear what the people were talking about from such a distance. The sun was shining brightly today. It was rare to have such good sunshine in winter, which was why there were so many people on the street today. Sunshine was a free source of heat.

Covering his brows with one hand, Jiang Han looked at the position of the sun. Feeling that the time was about right, he nodded to Pei Huayu, indicating that she could start reciting the verdict.

Pei Huayu was quite nervous at the moment. Although she had performed many times, this time was completely different. This was a serious national event. Was it really okay for a prostitute like her to recite?

In fact, Jiang Han's idea is very simple. Since Pei Huayu has such a good mass base in Yangzhou City, why not use it? No matter what, the words of local celebrities are definitely more reliable than those of the rebel leader. However, those celebrities will soon be pulled to the construction site to do plastering. They can also be communication secretaries and do propaganda work. Since Pei Huayu is so useful, then use him vigorously! Old capitalist.

With a slight sigh of relief, Pei Huayu unfolded the file in his hand and began to read the petition aloud.

"Today, we will execute the sentences of Qian Qianchuan, Li Mingde, and 120 others. Among them, Qian Dachuan has committed crimes against humanity. His specific crime is... He has been sentenced to death and will be executed immediately."

"Li Mingde, guilty of crimes against humanity, sentenced to death, to be executed immediately"

Pei Huayu narrated one incident after another, echoing in the ears of the people who came to watch the excitement. The noisy discussions in Caishikou gradually died down until they disappeared. There was complete silence in the audience, and you could hear a pin drop.

"...The above is the method for dealing with these 120 people. It is already 3:45 pm. Prepare for execution!"

After the verdict was pronounced, the area below the execution platform was in an uproar.

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The Great Sea Power of Ming Dynasty

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Volume 181: Chapter Chapter : The Age of Great Bounty

"This bastard!!! I wish I could eat his flesh alive!"

"Why just behead him? He should be skinned and stuffed with straw!"

"Lingchi! Kill all nine clans!!"

The degree of evil of these people simply exceeds the limits of what the lower-class masses can imagine, whose only understanding of the world is that the emperor uses a golden hoe and they eat one steamed bun and throw it away.

What kind of operation is it to use the blood and sweat of young boys and girls to make elixirs? Is this still a human being? Taking away people's land and property, killing their parents, it's simply the behavior of a beast!

The noise in the audience had nothing to do with him, he just felt it was noisy. Jiang Han covered his mouth and yawned, preparing to take a nap. However, he glanced at the excited crowd under the tower. The people originally gathered there with the mentality of watching fun, because there were not many entertainment activities in ancient times, and watching beheadings was a rare excitement. But now they all had red faces and thick necks, and they were so angry about the crimes of these criminals that they wished they could go up and kick those burly executioners away.

Jiang Han frowned: "Look, why are there children here when they are about to be beheaded? What kind of parents are they? Tell the people below to take all the children away. Don't let the children come over to see this thing in the future."

Jiang Han yawned and closed his eyes to rest: "You guys arrange the details. Call me when you've chopped off the 120 heads."

Just as he was about to close his eyes, he seemed to remember something: "Oh, right, there is also this thing called human blood dipped steamed buns that can cure all diseases. This is not allowed to appear in our execution grounds. Tell the executioners clearly that I will pay them enough wages, but they are not allowed to do these messed up things, or they can get out."

"Yes"

Pei Huayu nodded and conveyed Jiang Han's order in a concise manner. Soon, those people with children in the crowd began to be persuaded to leave by the volunteer soldiers.

"Why can't we watch it? Since ancient times, no one has been allowed to watch beheadings!"

The people who were persuaded were somewhat dissatisfied, mainly because they saw that these volunteer soldiers had kind faces and looked easy to talk to, so they became much bolder.

"It's the boss's order. Beheading and killing people is bloody and cruel. It's too early for children to watch these things. You can bring them back when they are older."

Jiang Han’s troop orders are very clear. Not only do they tell you what to do, but they also tell you the reasons and purpose for doing so, giving full play to the subjective initiative of each sergeant and allowing them to handle front-line affairs on their own.

This was also what Jiang Han learned from others. This was the way the most powerful army on the earth fought. In the case of underdeveloped communications and imperfect transportation, every soldier knew almost the entire unit's combat objectives. Even if they were broken up by the enemy or even if they were far away, they would all start marching towards the set goal at the same time.

These ordinary people in the Ming Dynasty did not have mental communication between human figures, so it often took them a long time to receive a message. Add to that the transmission and response time, and the reaction time would be even longer.

After finally dealing with the problem of the children at the scene, everything was finally ready and it was time to begin the execution.

A group of executioners sharpened their knives for a while, and the prisoners were lined up on the stage. Some of them had deathly expressions, while others broke down and cried. In the last moments of their lives, they might regret or curse, but it had nothing to do with Jiang Han, because they deserved to die.

The prisoners' hands were tied behind their backs and their bodies were bent forward so that the cervical vertebrae behind the neck could be exposed to the greatest extent. Beheading is a technical job. The spine is a very hard bone. If you want to chop off the head with one knife, you not only need to cut the tendons and muscles, but also have to follow the gap between the spine.

What is rather regrettable is that many executioners' knives are often rather blunt, and sometimes it takes several cuts to chop off the head. However, compared to others, they are indeed quite professional and are very efficient in chopping off heads.

With streams of blood splattering and heads rolling, each time it would cause cheers from the surrounding people. They swarmed around in joy, as if they had seen a World Cup goal.

One hundred and twenty heads is not a small number. The beheading lasted for a long time. New people kept joining the crowd to watch, while old people kept leaving.

"What's going on? Are you beheading people?"

"That's right, I'm telling you..."

Amid the discussions, the sun gradually set. The executioners' arms were shaking from chopping at the pieces. This grand execution finally came to an end.

"Commander...Commander"

"Hmm? Ah? Ah, is it over?"

Jiang Han was awakened from his sleep. When he opened his eyes in a daze, a strong smell of blood rushed into his nose.

"Ugh!! Good man, get rid of these things quickly! Move them to the back! Ugh!! The smell is too strong!"

To be honest, this was the first time Jiang Han had seen more than a hundred corpses. In previous conflicts, there had never been such a large number of corpses in a single space. The smell was so shocking that it was difficult for him to bear.

The corpses were finally pulled away from the execution ground, and the soldiers began to wash away the blood on the field with buckets of water. Despite this, the bloody smell in the field was still extremely strong.

After a long while, Jiang Han finally felt a little better and walked forward slowly. The people who were about to disperse saw Jiang Han stand up and stood still again.

"Everyone, fellow villagers, today, we have executed the punishment for the atrocities against humanity committed by Qian Qianchuan and others. The crimes committed by these people are too numerous to list. What is written in the crime list is only a part of them. Our army has taken over all the victims. These people will be given some of the fields that originally belonged to these criminals, as well as some seeds, to carry out their daily production."

"Of course, the land owned by these extremely greedy criminals is nothing compared to what these victims can get, so I decided to distribute the remaining land to each household in Yangzhou through the household contract responsibility system for planting and production."

What!!! Arita Points!!

This news immediately caused a stir among the people. In these days, the most important thing is to have a piece of land of your own, a piece of land where you can grow crops and vegetables. It is the foundation of everyone's life. Now they are told that they have land to grow crops! How can they not be tempted!

"Shangguan! Shangguan! How much land can each person get?"

"Shangguan! How can I get a share of the land?"

The people were very enthusiastic and would have rushed to Jiang Han if the soldiers hadn't stopped them.

"Don't worry, I will answer your questions slowly."

Jiang Han's voice was transmitted to everyone's ears through a small loudspeaker: "The way to get the land is very simple. If you have registered your household registration at the household registration office and have no intention of working in a factory, you can get the corresponding share of land based on your family. Each person in the family will get two acres of land, up to a maximum of fourteen acres, until all are distributed. As for the farmers who are allocated land, we will collect 10% of your annual harvest as tax. You can deal with the rest by yourself, whether you keep it or sell it. There is no additional tax. Oh, commercial tax is still charged for the sale. Similarly, only commercial tax is collected, and no other money is collected. The original Ming Dynasty tax system is completely abolished."

What! ! !

Good news! Undoubtedly good news!! Get land for free! Two acres of land for one person, four acres with his wife! If the family can have five children, it will be fourteen acres! And only 10% tax is required! Pang doesn’t have to pay anything!!

What great news! Did they encounter a living Buddha?

"Shangguan, Shangguan! I came late and haven't had time to register my household registration. What should I do if the land is divided?"

A question from a simple and honest man will bring everyone back to reality from their ecstasy.

Yes, what should we do after the division?

Why don't you hurry up and get your household registration done? Almost everyone turned around and started running, fearing that they would fall behind and not be able to catch up.

"Don't worry, everyone, be patient. We have considered this issue. The current land is indeed not enough for all the people to share, but we are also actively looking for the crimes of the anti-human clans in the city. If you have experienced oppression, or your land has been exploited, or if you have evidence of their crimes, you are welcome to report. If the evidence is conclusive, we will try our best to return the land in the hands of these criminals, except for the part they have occupied, and the rest will all be distributed to you."

Looking at the crowd that was gradually getting into a frenzy, Jiang Han smiled and opened his arms. Come on, the era of big bounties has begun.

Volume 182: Chapter Chapter : The World

Jiang Han knew exactly what these landlords and wealthy men in the city were like.

Since entering Yangzhou City, 45 has been conducting background checks on every big household in Yangzhou at night. What have they done? Where is their boss? Who are they colluding with? What are their daily habits? What crimes have they committed?

All this information was clearly laid out on Jiang Han's desk.

He secretly sent people to disrupt part of the child trafficking plan and brought those poor people who were about to be persecuted to the Jiang family farm, but he did not intervene in more things because it was not the right time.

Sometimes he would wonder if he had become too cold-blooded. He clearly had the ability to save the other person, but because of his ultimate goal of being able to judge them and change the people, he forced himself not to watch those tragedies.

The so-called era of big bounty is just a term used to encourage the people to actively start playing Landlord.

Perhaps the people felt that their grievances could be redressed, or perhaps just for the sake of those few acres of land, so they turned to their unstable government for help. At that time, the authority of this provisional government was established.

As rebels, Jiang Han and his troops were naturally rejected by the common people. Although rebellion was common in the current context of no survival, as citizens of the Ming Dynasty, they still had some simple patriotic feelings. So how could they break this psychological ice? Of course, they established a common enemy.

These landlords were the targets that Jiang Han set up. He wanted the people to overthrow them themselves and drag them to the pillar of shame and whip them.

Of course, there will be people with ulterior motives, harboring all kinds of dark ideas, who want to make profits for themselves through false accusations, but for Jiang Han, who is well aware of this information, this is not a problem.

It is easy to tell at a glance who is reporting sincerely and who is making a false accusation. Those who successfully file a lawsuit will be rewarded, while those who make a false accusation will be punished. It is a very simple logic.

But to be honest, these landlords and rich people have killed people on their hands, and none of them is clean. It would not be excessive to kill them all. However, since they are going to die anyway, they might as well make use of their surplus value. These people may not die on the spot, but they can be taken to the mines to work as gold miners.

This trial meeting is over, and we will have to wait a few days before the next one. Firstly, we need to give the people some time to digest the situation so that they can understand the policy and react to it. Secondly, the executioner cannot handle the fact that too many heads were chopped off at one time.

Yangzhou is not like the two capitals, which have a fairly large reserve of civil servants. There are only a few executioners here, and they can't invite a butcher to chop off heads, as that would be chaos. Chopping off heads is not only a technical job, but also a physical job. It is not easy to chop off a head. After an afternoon, several executioners felt that they could not use their arms anymore.

This also made Jiang Han realize that manual labor was still unreliable and that mechanical methods were faster. Therefore, the guillotine, which was invented by the old servant Louis XVI more than a hundred years later, was invented by Jiang Han in advance.

Bevel cutting edge, slot, lifting rope, bracket, winch, it's a very simple structure. Jiang Han optimized it a bit and added a small mechanism. He only needs to hit the mechanism on the winch with a hammer to loosen the buckle that holds the rope, and gravity drives the blade down, just like cutting leeks. A fresh head will fall off with a puff. Then use the winch to wind up the rope again, and the guillotine can continue to be used, so as to avoid having to cut a hemp rope every time it is used like at the beginning.

Only when you manage a household do you know how expensive firewood and rice are. Every hemp rope is collective property!

Jiang Han planned to use these guillotines on those who had committed crimes of lesser severity.

The main purpose of Louis XVI in developing this torture device was to alleviate the pain of the prisoners. This designed guillotine could kill the prisoners instantly without any worries. It must be said that in a sense, he was really a kind person.

But Jiang Han is not.

Jiang Han's opinion on these beasts in human skin is that it doesn't matter whether they are beheaded or not, the key is the pain. The duller the knife is, the better, and it has to have some uneven burrs. It would be best if the knife could slide straight to the edge after one cut, that would be perfect.

Jiang Han's work became visibly more complicated, and his schedule was packed. After finishing the execution, Jiang Han's next stop was the textile factory and Chen's house.

Textile factory was naturally a new term he coined. After arresting several tycoons, these people's industries in Yangzhou were naturally taken over by Jiang Han, including several large-scale textile workshops.

These workshops are full of female textile workers, with looms of all sizes standing in rows, and dyes of various colors.

This place, which produces countless beautiful silks and satins, is dirty, messy and cramped. In order to fit as many looms as possible, the aisles in the house are extremely narrow, so that only one person can pass through by leaning sideways. Rats are everywhere. The female workers wear tattered clothes with countless patches and their hands are covered with dense scars and calluses.

Here, they spin, weave and dye day and night just to have food to eat and survive for themselves and their families.

"Is there anyone else at home?"

Jiang Han sat next to a female worker and asked the most appropriate greeting for this era.

The female worker sat opposite Jiang Han, rubbing her twisted hands covered with scars and calluses, looking very nervous. She was actually only in her thirties, but excessive time spent had left wrinkles on her face, and her hair was gray and rough, making her look like an old woman in her fifties or sixties.

"My son starved to death, and my husband died a few days ago. I am the only one left at home."

Such situations were not uncommon in the late Ming Dynasty. Famine and war caused the country's population to drop by more than half. The scene of nine out of ten houses being empty and no one living in the world was not just a rumor.

"How long do you weave every day?"

"Get up when the cock crows. Prepare the dye first. In winter, the dye is frozen and difficult to cut. We can weave until the evening and then take a break. However, we don't need to watch the loom when spinning, so we can still spin at night..."

“Can the work here satisfy your life?”

"Yes, I can have something to eat, although not much, but I can survive..."

The female workers are just like countless other people on this land. They don’t know why they want to survive so much, but they just want to hold on, to live another day, even if it means just one day.

Jiang Han didn't say anything. He came here with the intention of improving the loom, but he found that there were far more things to improve than just the loom.

Volume 183: Chapter Chapter : The Bustling Court

There is currently no good way to increase agricultural output, and the only way to encourage it is to use low agricultural taxes. If the people can get more food, they will naturally work hard on farming. All farmers sign farmland property rights contracts. These fields all belong to the government, but they are distributed to everyone to grow food for their own consumption.

The establishment of subsequent production teams and production cooperatives are under preparation, so Jiang Han doesn’t need to worry about them for now.

He is currently holding meetings with craftsmen in the industrial research institute that he is setting up.

If we want to improve production efficiency, the current backward production tools are absolutely not enough. The looms people use are still very traditional hand-cranked looms, which are inefficient and cumbersome to operate. If we want to increase production, we must improve this machine.

Jiang Han gave those weaving women some food and money, and a few days of paid leave. He also informed them that they would be changing their work location to a larger factory, and that they only needed to report to the designated address when the time came.

"Through the flying shuttle, the weaver only needs one hand to drive the entire loom to operate quickly. It is easy to operate. At the same time, by combining eight spindles together, through this device, only one wheel is needed to spin eight times the amount of yarn at the same time. The drawings and prototypes are already available. Your task is to study the detailed structure of this thing and mass-produce it as soon as possible."