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Text Chapter 385: Dividing the Land

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    Wuming agreed and followed Mo Wen to the city ahead.  The cities in the State of Zhao are divided into three categories: large, medium and small. The larger city is called the county city, which is usually the city where the county government is located. The slightly smaller city is called the state city, where the state officials are located. The smallest city is the county city, which is usually the city where the county government is located.  It is the seat of the county government. The towns below without city walls are not considered cities. This city called Luocheng is a small county town.  After entering the city, Mo Wen bought two buns and Wu Ming from a roadside restaurant and took him to the burning area of ??the city.  While walking, Mo Wen noticed that Wuming had not eaten the two buns, so he asked, "Why don't you eat?" "Master said that Taoists cannot eat while walking." Wuming replied.  Mo Wen nodded when he heard this. It is indeed a Taoist rule not to eat while walking, in order to maintain a detached demeanor and a good image in front of the world.  "As long as you have a righteous mind and uphold the Taoism, it doesn't matter if you don't abide by these old rules." Mo Wen waved his hand and said, as he grew older, he felt more and more that it was not necessary to deliberately abide by those rules and precepts.  Wuming was hungry after walking such a long way and was already hungry. Hearing Mo Wen's words, he immediately opened the paper bag and took a bite of the bun, "Master, why is it stuffed with meat?"  , there were not many pedestrians on the street, and the few pedestrians who passed by occasionally went to the city.  "Master, isn't it good?" Wuming raised his head and asked.  "The eggs you ate before were considered meatless. Everything in the world has spirituality, including animals and plants. If you insist on not killing, you can't even eat rice." Mo Wen said casually.  Hearing no words, Wuming completely gave up his worries, chewed and devoured the food.  If it were ten years ago, he might have blamed Wuming for eating unsightly, but now his mentality is very different from before. Although eating unsightly and unsightly can be restrained, restraint is also artificial. If Wuming eats well in the future,  , If you are full, you will naturally not have this kind of wolfing down.  Thinking of eating food, he couldn't help but think of Baili Guangfeng. When everyone first entered the mountain gate, Baili Guangfeng had an indecent eating habit and had the habit of licking the bowl. At that time, he was punished by Guyangzi by fasting for three days. Now Baili Guangfeng  He is no longer here, and Gu Yangzi has been dead for many years.  "Master, what's wrong with you?" Wuming Jianmowen suddenly looked lonely and asked in confusion.  "Master remembered what happened in the past." Mo Wen patted Wu Ming's back, turned around and walked away.  Passing by a cloth shop, Mo Wen stopped and took Wuming into the store. A tailor measured Wuming and paid a deposit to order the tailor to sew a quilted Taoist robe for Wuming.  "Master, I can still wear this robe." Wuming said.  "It's cold. What can we do without winter clothes?" Mo Wen took out one of his Taoist robes from his bag and handed it to the tailor, "Sew it according to this style. Don't make any mistakes in the position of the Yin Yang Bagua embroidery." "Don't worry, don't worry.  , I don¡¯t know when the chief will come to pick it up." The old tailor asked.  "Tomorrow at Mao hour, may I ask the store owner where the fire broke out in the city." Mo Wen asked.  "It's the house of a rich man. That man is a Han, but he is colluding with the barbarians." The old tailor replied.  When Mo Wen heard this, he didn't ask any more questions. He carried his baggage and headed north with Wuming. As the old saying goes, one can see the whole thing at a glance. Even the Han people who were related to the Hu people were hated by the Han people. It can be seen that the war between Zhao Guo, Han and Hu had already entered.  Intensified intensely.  After crossing two streets, the two of them saw the fire. The fire had weakened, and there was no fire but smoke. There were many people surrounding the fire, numbering in the thousands. These people were excited or loud.  Swearing, or crying loudly.  "Master, what are you doing inside?" Wuming asked.  "It seems that the rich man who is close to the Hu people is being judged." Mo Wen said. Because there were too many people around, he couldn't see what was going on inside.  After saying that, Mo Wen left the crowd with Wuming and walked around the Dongfang alley. When they reached a deserted place, he picked up Wuming and climbed onto the roof of an abandoned house.  Looking down from a high position, you can see more than ten people kneeling in front of the burned courtyard. There are men, women and children, all well-dressed. They must be from a wealthy family. These people may have been beaten before, and all of them have bruises and swollen faces.  Two children around ten years old were not spared, and most of the female relatives were disheveled. An old man in his fifties was beaten the worst, with blood all over his face and missing teeth.  Around that group of people, there were more than twenty Han people holding weapons. The leader was speaking loudly to the people, saying that this person colluded with the barbarians, bribed the government, bullied men and women, and seized land and many other evil things.  Okay, when I get angry, I will hit the rich family from time to time.  Every?He would beat the rich man, and the crowd would cheer.  "Master, if this person makes a mistake, he can only punish himself. Why don't they even spare the elderly and children?" Wuming saw that the two children younger than him and the white-haired old woman were among those who were beaten, and he felt in his heart  Can't bear it.  "You don't know how to read people, and you can't recognize people by their appearance. The rich man is not a treacherous person. Look at his round face, wide nose, thin eyes and crane eyebrows. He has the appearance of a benevolent person." Mo Wen shook his head and said.  "Then why do they say he has committed so many crimes?" Wuming asked doubtfully.  Mo Wen shook his head and pointed at the crowd on the west side, signaling Wuming to watch patiently.  The trial had already begun before the two men arrived, and soon it came to an end. The final result of the public trial was that the rich men were guilty of serious crimes. All the men in the family were beheaded, the women were given to the poor as wives and concubines, and the family fields were all given to the poor.  "Do you understand?" Mo Wenchong asked Wuming, who was frowning.  "I see clearly, those poor people wanted to divide his family's land, so they framed him." Wuming replied.  "Dividing land is just a move by the leaders to incite the people to win over people's hearts. Most people in the world have a hatred of the rich and cannot see others living a better life than themselves. No matter you are a frugal and prudent family, or you are a serious businessman seeking profit.  Everyone's wealth is hated, and it's usually hard to see why. Once in troubled times, the rich will be the first to suffer, and there are many poor people. As long as they catch their hatred of the rich and incite and exploit them, let alone just one person.  A rich man can overturn a dynasty," Mo Wen said.  Before that, the teachings that Wuming had received from Ma Laodao were that human nature is inherently good. After hearing what Mo Wen said, although he knew that what Mo Wen said was right, it was difficult to accept it for a while.  "Wang Qi, your father died of illness a few years ago. Your family is too poor to bury him. I gave him ten taels of silver to buy a coffin for him. Have you forgotten?" The wealthy family head shouted to the young man behind him who was escorting him.  "You're hypocritical, shut up." The young man was unmoved. He stepped forward and slapped the rich man in the mouth, causing him to vomit blood again.  Seeing that his family was about to suffer, the head of the family struggled to get up and asked another man for help, "Hu Li, to be fair, you have been cultivating those three acres of millet fields in front of the mountain for five years, and I have never harvested a stone from you."  Land rent." "I fell in love with my mother-in-law. She secretly gave you eggs. Don't think I don't know." The man stepped forward and kicked the owner hard on the head.  It was so heavy that it knocked the head of the family unconscious.  "Hu Li, don't be slanderous. I see Hua Ni every time she comes to my house. The robe you wear is mine and hers' homespun. It's fine if you don't save us. How can you add insult to injury?"  The middle-aged woman, who seemed to be the mistress, screamed at the man.  When the man heard the woman shouting, he quickly approached and kicked him when he got close, "You are a thief, do you still think you are Mrs. Feng?" The young woman next to the woman thought she was a daughter-in-law.  Seeing his mother being beaten, he jumped to protect her. At the same time, he shouted to a kind-hearted middle-aged man standing in front of him on the south side, "Brother Niu San, you have been working in my house. To be fair,  When did barbarians come to our house?" The middle-aged man looked around anxiously when he heard the woman shouting, and then shook his head.  Seeing him nodding, the young woman seemed to have grasped a life-saving straw. She turned around and cried to the leader, "Gou Zengquan, look, Brother Niu San is willing to testify for us. Please let my father and mother go. I will let you go."  "Isn't it?" "It's true that I once liked you, but I came out today for the sake of justice for the people. Your family's land must be divided, and your father should be killed for colluding with the barbarians."  Having said this, he turned to look at the middle-aged man and said, "Niu San, are you colluding with them?" The middle-aged man was very timid. His expression changed drastically when he heard this, and he shook his hands rapidly, "No, no, absolutely.  No." "Then what do you mean by shaking your head?" the leader asked angrily.  ¡°I don¡¯t know, I didn¡¯t see it, I didn¡¯t see anything.¡± Niu San turned around and ran away in fear.  The head of the house was knocked unconscious, leaving the woman without an idea. One of the boys, about ten years old, shouted loudly, "Fellow folks, during the three years of the war, my parents cooked porridge every winter to provide disaster relief ah."  " Before the boy finished speaking, a few stones suddenly flew out of the crowd, and one of them hit him squarely on the head. The boy screamed and tilted his head and fell to the ground.  "Come on, kill them." The leader was afraid that something might happen if the delay was too long, so he called the people around him to come forward and take action.  "Master, Master, please save them quickly." Seeing that something was not going well, Wuming raised his hand and shook Mowen.  "Why should we save?" Mo ???Smile and ask.  ¡°They were good people, it¡¯s unjust to die like this.¡± Wuming said anxiously.  "There are too many people who die unjustly in the world. They are not the first and they will not be the last. Let me ask you, what did you understand through this matter." Mo Wen was not in a hurry to take action. There are some things that Wuming must accept, Taoist  Unlike ordinary people, Taoists cannot be confused and must be clear-headed even if they are in pain.  "The common people are very bad and not worthy of helping them. Master, please save them quickly." Wuming urged urgently.  "That's wrong, they are not bad, they are just stupid and ignorant. You still need to help them, but don't expect them to accept your kindness. Only in this way will you feel at peace when you do good." Mo Wen said.  "Yes, yes, yes, master, I remember, you save them quickly, otherwise those bad guys will chop them to death." Wuming was so anxious that he almost burst into tears.  "What's the best way to help?" Mo Wen asked again.  "Fight away." Wuming said.  "There's no point in trying to fight them away. Once we leave, they will suffer." Mo Wen grabbed the sword.  "Then what should we do?" Wuming looked down nervously. At this time, the group of people had dragged the man from the rich family to a place and prepared to kill him.  "If we want to save them, we can only kill those ungrateful bad guys. Kill or not." Mo Wen asked. This kind of opportunity does not come often. Wuming must understand something. Remembering it at this time is like Xuanyuanzi back then.  The heavy hand made the seven of them memorize the Qi-moving acupoints under severe pain, which had the greatest effect. ?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? Out of nowhere, but he didn¡¯t have much time to hesitate. Seeing that the head of the house and his family were about to be brutally killed, Wu Ming hurriedly said, ¡°If you don¡¯t kill the bad guys, the good people will suffer, kill¡±
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