.Bu, the poor who are not worthy of pity are losing

Theoretically speaking, as the core of the shogunate system, Edo Castle should be a place with strict hierarchy and distinctive distinction. According to the distribution of the residences of people of different identities, it can be seen at a general glance. The most noble identities of the general, his castle is located in the center of the "Hand of the Mountain" platform in the west of the city, standing in the highest place in the city. Close to the general's castle is the residence of the shogunate old junior high school, Ruo Nianzi and other senior officials. Going further to the periphery, the slightly lower terrain is the residence of the vassal states in Beijing and the middle and lower shogunate officials. Finally, on the edge of the "Hand of the Mountain" platform, the residences of the shogunate "80,000 Banners" are scattered, forming a circular defense belt that protects the houses of the nobles above.

As for ordinary people who have no status, they can only live in low-lying plains in the east of the city, collectively known as "Shitomachi" Edocho Sect is also set up here. Although Shimo Aki is the commercial and handicraft center of the entire city, except for foreign vassal samurai and down-and-out ronin, few shogunate flags were willing to live here because they thought it was too expensive to live here.

In the early days of the shogunate, the higher the person's status, the higher the position of the house. On the contrary, the lower the status, the lower the altitude of the residence.

Of course, in today's earth-shaking and chaotic era, the above old ideas have become yesterday's yellow flowers.

The land for the mansions of these samurai warriors is uniformly allocated by the shogunate, and then the houses are built at their own expense, and they cannot be sold privately. Unless later generations are too good at selling their entire family name and transferring them as their identity, surname, and family emblem together, no matter how poor the family is, the samurai warriors will still live in this "prime area" where they can look up to the general's castle.

So, after leaving the General Castle in the center of the "Hand of the Mountain", Feili and Mitsui Ryuki came to a house search site after walking a few steps. More than a dozen urban management team members equipped with rattan cards, sticks and shotguns drove out all the residents inside and threw them in the corner of the wall with ropes. Then they were about to go in and check and copy. For some reason, judging from the expressions of urban management, they seemed not very interested.

In the "Military Laws" issued by the shogunate, there are strict regulations on the doors, area, height and layout of the samurai house. If there is any violation, it will be severely punished such as demotion or even septum, which forces the samurai to build the door of the house even if it does not eat or wear clothes.

Therefore, in Feili's eyes, although the door of this house was a bit old and dilapidated, it was generally quite elegant, and the house emblem hung on the door frame was also very exquisite. At the door, there were more than a dozen sloppy men who were scattered around, all tied up with hemp ropes. They were roaring at the top of their lungs, staring at their group with resentful eyes, as if they were filled with endless hatred, which made him shudder.

Strangely, unlike the situation that Feili imagined, there was not even a female family member, and he was actually a bachelor of a family?!

After walking around these unlucky people and stepping into the courtyard, he truly realized the nominal samurai warriors. In fact, what kind of life were they living? The courtyard wall was a big slum, with pits and bumps on the ground, and all kinds of messy garbage were scattered, and they couldn't find a place to stay. The corners around the courtyard were growing wildly, and there was also a wild cat basking in the sun lazily, which obviously hadn't been taken care of for a long time. One side house of the house had collapsed, and the other houses looked shaky, with mold spots and cracks on the pillars, and the paper-sliding doors were covered with patches and holes, which could basically be regarded as dangerous houses that were not suitable for living...

He sighed and shook his head, raised his foot toward the relatively intact main house. However, before he entered the door, he smelled a disgusting smell. He forced his nose to go in and took a look. He was really a bare wall, with mold spots and moss crawling on the walls, and the floor was covered with moldy rice, and there were not even tables, chairs and cabinets. The only pieces of household items in the room had been broken and smashed by the house search team. All kinds of fragments were scattered all over the floor.

The lighting conditions are only pretty good. The slanting sunlight shines through the gaps between the wooden boards on the walls and is projected into a messy room, shining brightly and shadows. Feili can't help but think about what will happen to the room when there is a strong wind and heavy rain?

He looked down at an overturned dustpan, which contained a little black and thick surface, and then looked at the open rice bags that were kicked over and spilled on the floor. He felt that there were some aged moldy rice with a pungent smell, and traces of insect-eatening, and even a lot of sand mixed with it.

Finally, at the corner of the wall, there was a small pottery jar half covered with wooden cover. Feili went over and looked at it and felt it was a jar of rotten pickles. After looking carefully, she almost vomited and arched in the middle of these smelly rotten pickles. If she wasn't a maggot, what would it be?

In addition, there were only a few dirty torn cotton jackets and a quilt left in the room. Feili walked over and picked them up with the tip of her shoe. She felt that the previous group of searchers seemed to think that there might be money hidden inside and had already tore them open. As a result, in the interlayer between the cotton jackets and quilts, the stuffed ones were not cotton, but a bunch of willow catkins, reed flowers, paper confetti and even rice husks. "I was so poor that I was so amazing.

They eat pigs and dogs, wear beggars' outfits, and live in endangered houses." Feili's mouth couldn't help but twitch. In such a down-and-out family, if they could copy out something very valuable, it would be a hell!

No wonder Mitsui Ryuki was going to sound the alarm beforehand, warning herself that she might have to prepare money for her own pocket and give the soldiers who were attending the service the reward for this operation to calm their resentment of the effort. When she thought of her vault that was about to shrink again, Fei Li couldn't help but feel the urge to hold her head and cry.

But after thinking for a moment, he gradually became a little confused.

", I said Miss Mitsui. According to what I know, even if the hereditary samurai of the Edo Shogunate is of the lowest level, it should have a salary of twenty stones per year. No matter how high the shogunate is, at least half of the romi should be placed in their hands. In Edo Castle, it is already considered a good income. Why does the living standard seem to be inferior to that of ordinary people?"

Twenty stones a year? You still have to count it down. With a few exceptions, most hereditary banners seem to start from their annual salary of fifty stones. Well, the family we are in today is the grade of fifty stones per year. Even if there are often owes and discounts, the rice that is given to them every year will consume more than half of the financial income of the shogunate."

Standing outside the house, Ryuki Mitsui raised his eyebrows first, and then began to talk to Feili. Every year, he didn't have to do anything, and white rice of more than ten to twenty stones was earned. Although it was not a lot, it was definitely not a small amount.

Moreover, the land of the houses and land is distributed freely by the shogunate, so there is no need to worry about paying rent. If they can really be thrifty and support a dozen or so people with two jobs, how could they become poor like a crowd? The big man is still bachelor, and he can't even afford to marry a wife?

The so-called pitiful people must have something hateful. These hereditary samurai warriors are poor and live a miserable life, but they are all blamed for themselves. They are really not worthy of pity at all.

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As Mitsui Ryuhime described, the salary of the shogunate flag is indeed not too high, but it cannot be considered small.

Without considering the position allowance and gray income, most idle flag-born samurai warriors have an annual income of about fifty stones. Even if the arrears and discounts for various names are considered, unless there is an extremely serious natural disaster or a large-scale civil war, at least more than twenty stones of white rice can be obtained.

Generally speaking, an adult's basic ration for a year is roughly equivalent to one and a half stone of white rice. According to this calculation, the salary of a shogunate flag-maker alone is enough for more than a dozen people to fill their stomachs.

Of course, in real life, people cannot just eat plain rice, but also have to buy side dishes, seasonings, as well as daily necessities such as clothing.

Therefore, in order to maintain a life, the warriors must sell the Lumi to the market and then exchange it for other necessities of daily life. But even so, more than 20 stone of white rice is still a great asset in this country, and they have an iron rice bowl every year. If they can do some copying, bodyguards and other odd jobs to supplement their household income, and do not squander randomly, it will be enough to allow them to live a very prosperous and well-off life. The problem is that although these flag-based warriors are the same in their abilities, they are the same.

Generations are not as good as generations, but after hundreds of years of pampering, this style and habit is really too arrogant and extravagant. They call themselves "Edoza" a shame for savings and regard saving money as a low-key business. They only know how to be idle all day long and are interested in all kinds of novel and exciting things. They are the most typical people who "have wine and drink today, and are drunk tomorrow, and worry tomorrow tomorrow." They think they have an iron rice bowl in their hands, and never make plans for the future. Eating, drinking and having fun is still a little bit, and smoking marijuana and opium are endless.

The salary in his hand is only enough to maintain the Jin family's food and clothing, but these lazy and vulgar guys still have to watch operas, enjoy cherry blossoms, drink alcohol, live a very bourgeois life, and pursue romantic feelings. They even openly claim that "will rather be a pawn than live a carefree life"!

The shogunate was not enough to spend the money, so they went to borrow money from merchants, and then they could not repay their debts at all. These tyrants joined forces to organize trouble and forced the shogunate to issue a "God-Decree Order" to forcibly exempt the accumulated debts, causing both the shogunate and the merchants to suffer.

"These guys have always believed that it is natural for samurai to receive physical wealth, but they never want to think about why the shogunate has to spend money to support them? They are not counting on them to fight! As a result, they have been enjoying their success from generation to generation, and they have basically become useless people."

Mitsui Ryuki turned red and waved her hands, and said angrily that raising cattle can be plowed and horses can be ridden. But what is the use of spending money to raise a group of samurai who can't fight?! Think about it carefully, the shogunate used to spend half a year to make them have no worries about food and clothing, but now the shogunate is in trouble. These flags did not want to repay them, but they still thought about how to get the last piece of pie. How shameless is this?!"

"Oh, it's indeed a group of shameless ungrateful wolves. Raising cattle can make plow the land, raising horses can ride, but what's the use of spending money to raise a group of war-free warriors?! Even raising a dog is better than raising them,"

Feili sighed and responded casually, while turning her complex eyes to a pile of debris in the middle of the yard.

These are valuable things that were found in the house search. It is really hard to imagine that in such a poor and dilapidated poor warrior's home, there could be so many valuable non-necessities or luxury goods that are valuable, or luxury goods. Gilded Western music boxes, pipes with silver edges, red wine in glass bottles, fluffy fox leather shoulders, finely decorated cigars, silk-made parasols and other series of flashy things.

Although they are all cheap goods with bright colors and poor quality, they can still be contrasted with the dilapidated and dangerous houses here. It seems that in order to be so grand and pompous outside, this family is really trying to be fat, and they don’t even care about food, clothing, housing and transportation.

What's more, they also ignored the most basic professional equipment. The people who searched the house were busy for so long, but they didn't even get a weapon called a controlled knives, not even a kitchen knife, let alone muskets and crossbows.

From Feili's perspective, the atmosphere of these flag-born warriors is very similar to the "Moonlight Clan" in another world. They don't save money, they are extravagant, they like to squander, and they spend money indiscriminately as soon as they get money. But even the Moonlight Clan is still making money by themselves, but these warriors who forgot how to fight are waiting completely. Damn, I want it,

Although poor people deserve sympathy, they do not think about how to change their lives with their own hands. Instead, they only look forward to the charity of others, which is not worth sympathy. If they take it for granted by others after receiving generous charity from others, they are not only ignorant of gratitude and repayment, but instead think about taking it as a result of the consequences, it is even more unworthy of sympathy.

In a highly civilized society, the jungle law of the strong prey on the weak should indeed be suppressed to a certain extent. This is also one of the essential differences between intelligent life and beasts. But it cannot be overcorrected. The strong prey on the weak is too cruel, but on the other hand, does this strong naturally have to help the weak? Can the weak naturally ask for help from the strong?

If this kind of virtue is really to be made, then the organization will eventually become a lazy club and will soon go bankrupt.

Of course, these karaoke warriors who have completely forgotten what the Bushido are, although they made Mitsui Ryuki feel so angry that they were itchy, but compared with other conspirators who were stubborn and had ulterior motives, they seemed to be a witch.

Although there is no clear evidence yet, she can still roughly consider the identity of the mastermind behind the riot.

Only, OK, after seeing this company, you should understand a general idea. These little borers who are overestimating their abilities will be dealt with by their subordinates. There is no need to work on us to come and get involved, so as to avoid causing trouble.

After venting the resentment in his heart, Mitsui Ryuki yawned a little boredly, and at the same time turned around, raised his head, and looked at the magnificent castle on the thirteenth floor behind him. At this moment, it was emitting dim lights in the twilight, paired with the bright paintings of the Edo Castle itself and the bright red sunset on the horizon, which looked unique.
Chapter completed!