I am immortal in history

At the end of the second year of Zhengtong.

Official documents from the imperial court were issued to thirty-six states.

At the beginning of the third year of Orthodoxy.

A nationwide inventory of acres began.

The public office was controlled by Su Mingyuan and his disciples, while in the dark there were spies from the Zhenfu Department and the Internal Affairs Department. If any official dared to object, the memorial would be immediately sent to the Zhengtong Emperor.

No matter how difficult it is for the local government, they will not dare to delay or slack off.

The police officers held yellow books and went from house to house asking questions.

Those who have no land will ignore it, but those who have land will measure it.

Any system in this world, as long as it is still "ruled by men", will inevitably have problems of one kind or another.

Mid-February.

A riot broke out in Jingshui County, Yunzhou. The people were dissatisfied with the subordinate officials' expropriation of acres of land and beat them to death with sticks.

Later, a crowd gathered to attack the county government office and dispersed after several days.

The county magistrate reported to the Yunzhou government office and dispatched three thousand soldiers to arrest all the rebels and imprison them.

April.

The wealthy gentry of Huayang County colluded with the county town to forge yellow records, falsely register acres of land, and fill in the gaps by surveying civilian houses and ancestral graves.

Su Mingyuan reported to the Zhengtong Emperor, who ordered the Zhenfu Division to arrest him first and then interrogate him, and confiscate his family and exterminate his clan.

July.

Riots continued throughout Daqian, and hundreds of subordinate officials and servants were killed, which caused great trouble to the court's land inventory.

What's more, rioters gathered into groups and tried to attack the county town.

The ministers of the DPRK and the Central Government wrote letters one after another, asking the Zhengtong Emperor to suspend the investigation to avoid instability in the country.

…

Qiyun Mountain.

The peaks and ridges are like clusters, and the waves are like angry waves.

It is connected to Liangzhou in the south, Xuzhou in the north and Qingzhou in the west.

In the place where the three states are connected, officials from various places have weak management, either intentionally indulgent or unwilling to act, and many evil people have settled in this mountain.

He avoided being tracked by the government, set up traffic cards to collect tolls, and robbed passing merchants. He lived a comfortable life.

Half a year ago, Pojie Tutuo entered Qiyun Mountain, swept through eighteen mountain villages, and killed more than thirty famous murderers with swords. He subdued the heroes and respected them as the leader.

August and a half.

The full moon of Mid-Autumn Festival.

Hundreds of prison vans meandered for four to five miles, and the cries of women and children continued.

Ling Hushou, the commander-in-chief of Liangzhou, led three thousand soldiers and more than a thousand government officials to escort the nine members of the Cui family in Liangzhou to Beijing for trial.

The Cui family's crimes have been reported to the court, such as murder and arson, bribery and bribery, rape and robbery, etc. If one dares to investigate, it will be too numerous to describe.

This is only a superficial reason. The real reason is to encourage the people to resist the land occupation.

The Zhengtong Emperor issued an order to arrest him. The imperial edict repeatedly emphasized that the Cui family had contributed to the founding of the country and were relatives of the emperor, so they must be taken to the capital for retrial.

suddenly.

Birdsongs came from the forest, chirping—chirping—

Continuous ups and downs, endless.

Linghu Shou frowned, waved his hand to stop the march, and shouted loudly while running his Qi.

"I, the Commander-in-Chief of Liangzhou, Ling Hushou, am passing through your land. Can my friends in the mountains give me some face?"

The chirping of birds immediately stopped. Although the Linghu family in Liangzhou was not as prestigious as the Cui family, it was still one of the great families, and was well known both in court and in the world.

"Jiejiejiejie..."

A burst of strange laughter echoed in the mountains: "The Linghu family has such a great reputation. I am General Yunhui of the Great Wei Dynasty. I am a third-rank official. Why don't you come here and kowtow!"

Before he finished speaking, the sound of the kakaka machine sounded, and hundreds of crossbow arrows shot out from the mountains on the left and right.

"Bed crossbow!"

Linghu Shou was shocked and hid under the horse's belly without thinking.

Arm-thick crossbow arrows rained down, the mountain road was narrow and there was nowhere to hide, and the screams of soldiers and prisoners were endless.

Three or four rounds of crossbows fired in succession, causing heavy casualties to the soldiers and completely disrupting their formation.

"kill!"

There were sounds of charging and killing from the mountains on both sides. There were at least three to five thousand people listening to the sound, and the frightened soldiers immediately ran away with their heads in their hands.

Linghu Shou pushed the horse corpse away and saw seven or eight crossbow arrows stuck on the horse's back, and his eyes were about to burst.

"How can a remnant of the puppet dynasty, a rat in the gutter, have such a military killing weapon?"

What's more, one or two is still reasonable. There are at least dozens of bed crossbows on the left and right mountains, which is comparable to the number of bed crossbows in the entire Yunzhou.

Seeing the bandits coming to kill him, Linghu Shou ignored the Cui family in the prison car and used Qinggong to escape.

"Jie Jie Jie, where are you going!"

Strange laughter came from behind. No matter who it was, Linghu Shou turned around and threw out dozens of poisonous needles.

In battles between rivers and lakes, hidden weapons are far better than swords, and swords are far better than bare hands.

"You little bastard, you don't learn well!"

The visitor waved his sleeves and robes, sweeping away the poisonous needles, and sprayed out gray poisonous smoke with his hand.

Linghu Shou looked at the six directions and saw that the government was completely defeated, so he did not dare to delay the fight with others.

He directly took out the pills and swallowed them into his belly. His eyes turned red instantly. He threw back his long spear to block the intruders and accelerated towards the forest.

There were two thieves ahead, waving their swords to block them.

"die!"

Linghu Shou turned his five fingers into claws, twisted the blade into a twist, then grabbed the thief's chest and tore his clothes and flesh.

After the thief's coat was broken, the moiré lining hidden inside was revealed.

Just by glancing at the style, Linghu Shou recognized the origin, the Imperial Army standard.

"This is not a bandit..."

A series of thoughts flashed through his mind. Linghu Shou didn't bother to confirm again. Before the secret medicine was fully effective, he disappeared into the forest with a few leaps.

The master thief chasing behind him had a strange look in his eyes and roared loudly.

"Don't worry about the fleeing soldiers, we will definitely kill all the Cui family!"

At the command, the thieves who were besieging the soldiers turned around and charged towards the prison car.

at this time.

On the mountainside.

Three figures stood in the wind, their long robes making a rustling sound.

"Master Su's actions are forcing himself and Your Majesty to a dead end."

The man who spoke had sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, and a white shirt with a folding fan. He was clearly the Thief Saint Liu Rufeng.

"The teacher is also helpless."

The scholar in the middle is in his forties. He calls the younger Su Mingyuan his teacher. He mentions his name with admiration in his eyes: "The aristocratic family confuses the people to cause chaos and has been banned for many times. UU Reading www.uukanshu.net His Majesty has hesitated."

"Now that the nine Cui families are extinct, Your Majesty has no choice!"

There are too many people who have seen the Imperial Army's standard pattern. No matter how His Majesty explains it, the family will identify the murderer, not to mention the Orthodox Emperor's temperament and disdain to explain.

The bald old man on the other side, wearing a yellow robe, holding a sword in his hand, and with nine scars on his head, turned out to be an old monk.

"Mr. Su, has he never thought that if you force Your Majesty like this today, after the tax system is reformed, you will definitely die without a burial place!"

The middle-aged scholar said solemnly: "Teacher is not afraid of death, but is afraid of the death of people and the death of government!"

"Mr. Su is righteous!"

The old monk's voice changed: "This poor monk is helping Mr. Su. If there is any difficulty in the Vajra Temple in the future, I hope I can help him."

The middle-aged scholar frowned and said: "The late emperor has been running Yongzhou for decades, and he is already ready to attack. Even the teacher can hardly save it."

"Just leave a legacy."

The old monk said: "It was not because of the late emperor's persecution that the presiding brother did not know how to open the gate. Nowadays, there are many good and bad disciples, and the Vajra Temple has almost fallen into the devil's path."

"As the saying goes, if you don't destroy something, you can't establish it. Use your Majesty's hands to cut off the dead branches and leaves, and those left behind will be devout disciples."

As the three of them talked, the screams at the foot of the mountain gradually died down.

None of the thousands of Cui family members survived. The mountain wind blew away the smell of blood, causing the wolves, tigers and leopards in the mountains to howl greedily.

…

The end of the month.

Bandits robbed the prison car, and news of the Cui family's genocide spread to the capital.

The court was shocked and all the officials were silent.

No one dares to stop us from measuring the land anymore. The aristocratic families are all decent people, but they can't risk their lives with mud-legged people.

Even if the tax system is reformed, it will only be a matter of paying more money. Anyway, the real money is not farming. At worst, it will be made up from other places.