Huang He even remembers a text he learned, called "Self-Self-Self-Self-Self-Self-Self-Self-Self-Self-Self-Self-Self-Self-Self-Self-Self-Self-Self-Self-Self-Self-Self-Self-Self-Self-Self-Self-Self

"In the harvest season, the wheat fragrance mixed in the dust and the sun was west. Three women were picking up wheat ears in the harvested wheat fields. We couldn't see her face. She was bent deep, holding a handful of wheat ears in one hand and picking up the other hand."

"She worked hard and took on the burden of life. She knew that picking up a few more handfuls of wheat ears would allow her to add one or two slices of bread to her breakfast or a bowl of porridge for her dinner."

"The hard life has just begun, and the road to life is still long..."

Huang He most dislikes the poor people being bullied and oppressed, even though his own family conditions are good.

There is a saying that when you are poor, you will be traitorous, you will be rich and you will be conscientious, and there is another saying that when you are rich and unkind.

In fact, Huang He grew up with his grandparents in the countryside since childhood. Although their family is native to Binhai City, no matter how rich the place is, there are farmers and poor people.

Before the opening-up reform, Huang He's family was so poor that it was so poor.

His grandfathers were all farmers who were digging food from the ground, facing the loess and facing the sky. In order to make a living, the young Huang He became a left-behind child, while his parents went to work in the distant Yangcheng.

So Huang He often followed his grandparents to do farm work, sowing seeds and pulling plows in spring. At that time, there were no tractors in the countryside, and the cultivated land was basically livestock or manpower. Huang He's grandfather was old and had no livestock at home, so he could only ask Huang He's grandmother to pull artificial plows. Huang He carried a bamboo basket and threw down wheat seeds in the crooked trench.

Summer is here, and grandparents are harvesting in the fields. Huang He is baled with piled wheat piles at the back, and then moves the bundled wheat to a trolley.

The wheat crumbs of wheat are stained on the skin and are particularly thorny.

At that time, Huang He swore in his heart that he would never farm again.

The heavy physical labor and the endless yellow land at a glance make people despair.

The old man was thin and thin, with his hands full of gullies, holding the scattered wheat into his pocket, one hand, two hand, and three hand.

He was so careful, afraid of missing a grain of wheat.

The young man did not wait for the old man's answer and said dissatisfiedly: "Damn old man, I will talk to you again, don't you have ears?"

As he said that, he raised his legs and walked towards the old man, as if he wanted to give the old man some color.

"Don't step on my wheat, don't step on my wheat!" The old man looked sore, wanting to move the young man's feet.

The young man stepped on the wheat tightly and kept crushing it hard. The good wheat grains were trampled and mixed into the soil.

"It's so bullying!"

"It's too much!"

"Let's go and report to the official!"

Passersby accused the young people of their atrocities.

The young man looked around for a long time and cursed: "I'm so full that I have nothing to do. I didn't see Xiaodao doing things? You have sympathy. You pay the protection fee for this old man. What, no? No, you can't fart without you! Get out of your mouth with your mother."

“Ha—tui!”

The young man spit out an old phlegm, which happened to spit on passers-by's pants.

It’s not up to you, everyone will clean up the snow in front of the door, and don’t worry about the frost on others.

Although everyone sympathized with the old man, they were not the gossipers who were all over the world. When they heard that the young man reported that the house was a Xiaodao Club, many people turned around and left, fearing that they would get into trouble.

Ying Bu said in a deep voice: "Coward!"

"Oh, don't talk about them, they are just ordinary people, with families and families. Who can take the risk to stand up for an old man whom you don't know?" Huang He was not surprised by this scene. In later generations, he has seen such situations for a long time.

"Ah--" The old man screamed. It turned out that the young man grabbed the old man's hair and pulled it hard, overturning the old man to the ground, "Old man, I can't talk to you well, right? Let me tell you, today, you have to pay your protection fee, and you have to pay if you don't, otherwise I will kill you!"

The old man covered his chest with his hands, "I have no money, I have no money!"

The young man's eyes narrowed and he punched the old man in the face. "Crack--" The old man's mouth and nose were bleeding. The old man's hand covering his chest loosened, and a black cloth bag fell to the ground, making a jingle sound.

The young man reached out and copied, "Old guy, he said he had no money, what is this?"

The young man used two fingers to pick up two pounds of food coupons from the black cloth bag, then turned the black cloth bag upside down, and a few Qin Banliang dyed with blue rust fell to the ground.

"I really don't cry until I see the coffin, and I don't die until the Yellow River. Old man, you won't hit the wall and don't look back!"

"This money is just for my mental loss. I will get the protection fee for this month tomorrow." As he said that, he put the food coupons in his pocket, and he did not let go of Qin Banliang on the ground.

Seeing that the money was not guaranteed, the old man didn't care about the pain on his face. He grabbed the young man's wrist and begged: "You can't take it. This is the life-saving money for my granddaughter. You can't take it!"

The young man said viciously: "Old man, let go quickly, let go quickly, if you don't let go, don't take this hand!"

Swish!

The young man looked fierce and took out a sharp blade from his waist and cut it off according to the old man's wrist.

The blade's blade is sharp and shines with a cold light. It's not like an ordinary bronze dagger, but like a sharp blade made of good iron.

The bystanders exclaimed, and they had no doubt that if the knife continued, the old man's arm would definitely be cut off.

"Stay people under the knife!" Ying Bu shouted loudly, and with a move of Qinglong's claw with his right hand, he firmly grasped the handle of the knife, and no matter how hard the young man used, he could not move a little bit.

The young man was shocked and angry, and only felt that his wrist was as if he was being clamped by a pair of iron pliers. The tighter it became, and it was almost pinched off his bones.

"Let go—ah—let go—little bastard, let go!" The young man cursed in pain. He had rich experience in street fighting, so he kicked at the place where Ying Bu passed on his family line.

Ying Bu's eyes cold and thought to himself that this man was so vicious. Not only did he hurt people, he often asked for someone's arms. Now he still wanted me to break the back, so he must not keep this son.

This thought flashed, and Ying Bu's fist whizzed into the young man's chest. The punch was so strong that it was strong and fierce.

Huang He recognized this punch. Ying Bu had to punch a set of punches every morning when he woke up. Ying Bu once broke a wooden stake as thick as a thigh with one punch.

Huang He often asks Ying Bu for advice. This move is called Heihu's heart. Ying Bu said that he once used this move to break the enemy's heart.

After one punch, the young man had no life left. Huang He quickly said, "Leave him a dog's life."

When Ying Bu heard this, 70% of the force was gone. "Karla--" sounded, Ying Bu's fist still fell on the young man's chest, and immediately hit the young man's sternum broke, spewing blood, his arrogant expression was depressed, and he no longer had the arrogant and domineering he had just now.

The old man escaped from death, still in amazement, and his old face turned pale.

"Thank you, the young master, for helping you." When he came to his senses, he hurriedly thanked Huang He and the others.

Huang He helped him up and said with a smile: "I roar when I see unfairness on the road. If I should take action, I will take action. Everyone is the people of Mount Li, so I naturally have to watch over each other."

"But I saw that this young man reported to his home just now, Xiaodaohui, so passers-by didn't dare to say much. What's going on?"

The old man sighed and said, "Oh, Xiaodaohui has been around for a long time. It was originally just an ordinary church below Mount Li. Everyone in the church carries a dagger that is one foot long, so it is called Xiaodaohui."

"Their president claims to be a descendant of Jing Ke who assassinated Qin back then. His name is Jing Youming and has good martial arts skills. He is the domineering person in this country."

Huang Heqi said: "Does the court care?"

The old man smiled bitterly and shook his head and said, "How can I care about it? Jing Yousheng is very devilish. He gathered a group of bandits and the pavilion commander brought people to capture him. He fled into the mountains. When the people from the government left, he came out to do evil. Fortunately, he only robbed the rich and never hurt people's lives. At most, he would cut people's arms, cut people's ears and noses, and the people could do nothing to him."

Huang He stopped talking, what the old man said was indeed a problem in Qin State.

During the Qin Dynasty, thieves were thieves, killing people and robbing were thieves, assassinating kings was thieves, and adultery was also considered thieves.

Since Shang Yang's reforms, Qin State has established an increasingly complete legal system and a system of continuation that makes people feel scared of talking about it.

But no matter how strict the law is, it still requires people to enforce it.

The grassroots society of Qin State is composed of three major forces: the three elders, clans and powerful people.

The three elders were civil leaders selected by the local government, but they were not organized and were not justified and could not be compared with local tyrants.

Moreover, the three elders are respected local people, and they will give priority to the interests of the clan.

Even if there are bandits in the family, the three elders will not report the population for the sake of the clan's face. After all, even the system of placing a seat is not a joke, and the whole clan might have to take it in.

The place is so strong that it can even openly confront the imperial court. They sit down with guests and have a lot of friends, and their combat effectiveness is not inferior to that of the local lieutenants, local county magistrates, county magistrates, and county magistrates turn a blind eye to these people, and even join them in the same circle.

No one has seen what ancient times looked like, but without developed communications, a perfect supervision mechanism, and a strong centralized government, these local tyrants can really be called local emperors.

This point can be seen from Liu Bang's role as the head of the Sishui Pavilion, which was supposed to be responsible for catching thieves, was actually a rogue and took the lead in rebelling. He even struggled with a group of prisoners going into the mountains to become bandits. The local county magistrate had no restrictions on him, and even asked for help from the bandits when the uprising army arrived. This operation was really amazing.

According to historical records, the most dangerous time for Qin Shihuang to be assassinated was in the western suburbs of Xianyang, when he was stopped and robbed by a group of bandits. If Qin Shihuang had not run fast, he would have explained it on the spot.

Even there are robbers near the Qin capital, you can imagine the situation of more than 40 counties and counties in Qin.

Jing Youming should be a local tyrant. He gathered a group of desperate people to collect protection fees in Mount Li, but did not cause any serious evil. Things like the old man were probably going to kill them.

The people do not sue, and the officials do not investigate. This is a law since ancient times.

Although it is not right, this is reality.

Lishan County has a better life and the people are rich, but in terms of the government system, there has been no progress in the slightest comparison with the Qin State. It can also be said that the Qin State's official system has been continued, and even in later generations, there has been no major changes.

This is a mature, perfect and effective system, but the biggest variable is people. As long as people implement it, problems will inevitably arise.

"Xiaodao will be local, so what's going on with the Blasting Sky Gang?"

The old man explained: "This Blasting Gang is not a local. They are Hu people who entered Pass from the Western Regions. They were originally merchants selling furs and doing business in the Neishi area. Because there are many bandits along the way, these Western Regions merchants spontaneously formed gangs. Later, they named their gang, called Blasting Gang."

After hearing the old man's introduction, Huang He thought to himself: History is indeed a cycle. No matter what dynasty or era, sneak attack and cheating are always inevitable. This is human nature.

Some people are born bad, lazy, want to get something for nothing, and oppress good.

Huang He had only one idea when dealing with these people - fight!

Not to mention humans, even a flock of sheep, there must be one of them that is very active. They like to ride ewes and contradict the shepherds. If they don’t kill or eat meat, will they still be kept for the New Year?

"I heard that, this Broaden Gang is still a formal commercial organization?"

The old man shook his head and said, "I don't know whether it is formal or not. Anyway, these people are very together. There is a street in the west of the city. The streets are all merchants from the Western Regions. The things they sell are also very expensive. I heard that the kind of pastry they sell can make people lose their fortunes with just one knife. Many people who are unknown regret it when they hear the price. But if they dare to say they don't buy it, they will surround you and have to pay it before they can leave, otherwise they will have to let their families redeem it."

Ying Bu scolded: "He is even more cruel than me!"
To be continued...