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Chapter Twenty-Five

After hearing Zhu Da's answer, Xiang Bo nodded, walked to Mr. Li and whispered a few words. Mr. Li Ji looked at Zhu Da in surprise, with a clear hesitation on his face. Xiang Bo turned around and waved to Zhu Da, signaling him to go over.

When Zhu Da stood on the earthen platform, the lower part was no longer so messy. This was not his credit. When Xiang Bo just passed by, many villagers had already paid attention.

No matter how much attention is, the chaos is still going on. Xiang Bo and Li Zongqi did not mean to help stop. Instead, Zhou Qingyun, who was standing aside, was very anxious and wanted to help but didn't know how to help.

Zhu Da understood that this was a test. If even the crowd could not be quiet, don't mention anything else. It was not that the adults were in a dilemma, but that a twelve-year-old boy was indeed a bit incredible. He turned around and looked at Li Ying, and there was still a clapper on his waist. Zhu Da walked over and was about to come and started to hit him hard.

The sound of "Dangdang" clappers sounded, and the shouting and shouting below finally stopped. Even though the scene became quiet, Zhu Da's beating did not stop. He stopped until the villagers had an irritable expression on their faces.

The earth platform is only two feet tall. Zhu Da stood on top and looked at the three hundred pairs of eyes below, feeling a little relieved. Even if there were no such moments in those twenty years of life, he could still hold on. After all, he had seen too many scenes and knew how to do it, and he knew how to do it.

"Friends, elders, Mr. Li asked me to say a few words to you." Zhu Da said loudly, bringing out Mr. Li, the little god, first.

The villagers below were all watching Zhu Da. It was not that they were shocked, but that they had been tossing too much just now, and everyone needed to take a rest and breathe for a while, just listen.

"No one wants to bring his own food and grass to work. Needless to say, everyone is unwilling to go to the first wave. Are you afraid that this wave will change in a month? Those who go early will suffer losses. Those who go late can think of ways to take advantage of loopholes, or even stop going."

After Zhu Da said this, the villagers below looked at each other, but they didn't say anything, because his words were the truth, and they directly exposed the little plot in the villagers' minds.

"When eating at home, eat a pound of food, and eat a pound of food when we go out. After we pay the rent, we have to rely on the grain in our hands to last until the harvest next year. It is not enough. If anyone is on a business trip, he will eat for two months a month. How can he hold on next year? Are you worried about this?"

The villagers were in a commotion, and their expressions that had not been gone were secretly glad. They were anxious when they were named, and they had to argue. Zhu Da reached out and pressed down. Everyone followed the quiet. His two speeches were clearly explained, which made people feel that they could continue to listen. Everyone's heart was in a mess, and it would be good if someone analyzed and understood.

"Can you not go to this job if you don't go? No, can you resist it? No, let's go here again. When the master's personal soldiers who ride horses and knives arrive, they will not only have to go on business, but also suffer from flesh and blood, and also pay for food and gifts. At that time, the debt will be even greater. How can we not go?"

Zhu Da's continuous self-questioning made everyone speechless, and those who were named became more and more anxious and wanted to refute.

"Friends, these 30 people went to their own homes, but for more than 100 families in our Baibao Village. Then they cannot take their own homes. We allocate them according to the number of people, and each family does not need to cut their own homes. If there is any change in a month, the people who go there will not be no way to go."

"That's what they should do if they are out of the Ding. Why do you have to share the support?" One person shouted loudly, and everyone around him was following him. If he doesn't have the Ding, who cares about the life or death of others?

As soon as he said this, there was another commotion below. Xiang Bo's face became cold. Xiang looked at the man who spoke out. The man shrank, but the others were still shouting and couldn't hold it down for a while. Xiang Bo originally thought it was going to be messed up, but he didn't expect Zhu Da to continue talking.

"The people who have been born are also for our hundred families. Don't just look at this winter. If these thirty families are broken and the land is collected or abandoned, the rent tax they bear will be spread over everyone. At that time, we all plant the same land, but we have to pay a few more rent. How long can we last!"

By this time, the lower part was completely quiet, leaving only Zhu Da's slightly tender voice floating: "Don't talk about paying rent, the village has a small population, and outsiders are mixed in. Can you still live this life? When competing for land and water with other hundreds of households? Now there are thieves outside. After a long time, people outside know that our village has a small population and is easy to deal with. With so many populations, how can we defend against it? After all, you will not share the number of people this time. What will you do next time it is your turn?"

"Even if there are no people, people must be arranged to plant this land. Our garrison is a field passed down from generation to generation. If one person is missing, one person will be replenished. There is still those people in our village." Someone said hesitantly.

Zhu Da sneered on the stage and said disdainfully: "The master is staring at our land! Our village is surrounded by the river, and it is all good water irrigated. It's finally empty. How could it be arranged? It's not just taken by oneself. Then I'll give you some pieces of money that are backed by the mountains and not by the water, and there's no place to cry!"

After saying this, the villagers and the villagers were completely quiet. They looked at each other. The tense expressions of the past gradually eased. However, Mr. Li, who was standing behind, looked very bad. After hesitating, he turned around and asked Xiang Bo, "Did you tell the matter of the master staring at the ground? It's going to cause trouble!"

"The old man doesn't know this. But I only realized that the water-watered land in our village is indeed thought of by others. I'm afraid that this is related to this, so these masters are waiting to come and collect the land!" Xiang Bo replied in a muffled voice.

The two looked at each other, and Xiang Bo frowned and asked, "Master Li, you have not gotten involved in this matter!"

"I'm involved in this. I'm the chief banner of this hundred households. If Juntian was swallowed by it, I would be the first person to cry. Wang Baihu could see clearly that he would go to Datong to do business early, so I would be so irresistible!" Mr. Li was not very polite about his words.

After feeling moved, both of them looked at Zhu Da in front of him. Mr. Li sighed and said, "This child is really enlightened. I can't understand these principles normally. I never thought he could explain them clearly. I don't know who taught them."

Although he knew that Zhu Da was a disciple of Xiang Yue, General Li didn't think that Xiang Yue could teach him at all. Xiang Yue was very calm about this: "I don't know who taught him, but he can explain so clearly, which is a great skill."

With such conservative and obstructive as Baibao Village, except for a few who have seen the world, most of them live in a daze. The knowledge of Zhu Da's words just now, Xiang Yue and Li Ji were consciously unable to say it or think it through.

Zhu Da didn't think he was so smart, but he knew that he was much smarter than the villagers. Zhu Da heard the words of the two adults behind him very clearly. He analyzed the commander and the thousands of households' covetous land, but this was not a difficult task. The fragments in the memories of these twelve years, the discussions between parents and villagers, and various rumors. These words are nothing more than daily life, but if you think about it carefully, there is a lot of information in it.

In addition to the risks faced by Baibao Village, the rest of the analysis is the basic skills that people who have received normal education, normal learning, and normal working for more than 20 years should have. In school, in society, and in that information explosion environment, as long as they are not too lazy and give up, they will always develop such logical analysis and rational thinking.

But the more than twenty years of normality and ordinaryness are extraordinary in this era. Zhu Da suddenly felt confident in his heart when he looked at the thoughtful villagers and suddenly felt that he was very strong. He might not have adapted to this cannibalistic society. He should work hard to learn martial arts and learn the ability to kill and hurt people. But he also has advantages, systematic learning, extensive miscellaneous news, and training and practice to deal with complex situations. This is his own advantage, and it is a great advantage.

Zhu Da didn't realize this at first because he felt that everything he had learned and experienced over the past twenty years was so natural, just like fish in the water and birds in the sky. But the experiences of these days made Zhu Da know that all this was not so natural. He suddenly thought of something. In class, the teacher once told an allusion that you don't study hard now because you think it's natural to go to school and college. Do you know that in the fifteen years ago, how many people can only go to six years? You can't even go to six years. Do you know that in the first thirty years, many people can't go to school? Do you know that in the past, it was difficult to even live?

At that time, everyone had no concern. Even though Zhu Da was born in a welfare home, he didn't think how the teacher described inspires people. Isn't the most basic education of food and clothing education? It was not until Zhu Da went to society and learned more that he found that what the teacher said was still remnants in the country, but in poor countries outside, it was still common, and everything was not so natural.

At this time, looking at the confused villagers below, Zhu Da suddenly felt his passion and ambitions full of hearts. He clenched his fists hard, not to encourage him, but to calm himself down. In the final analysis, he was still a young man from a poor peasant family. No matter what ambition or ability he had, the most important thing now is to survive, survive well, and adapt to this era, so that he can talk about other things.

"...What the Zhu boy said makes sense. They are all from the same village, but there is no reason why others are busy with our family, so we won't help at all..."
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