Chapter 20: The crowd was excited and rebelled! (Please vote)

Although it was only a short moment, based on the comments, Lin Zhongyun had already thought of the next plan in his mind.

The first thing is to get the refugees to support themselves.

Killing the rich man who had been oppressing them was completely different from killing the county magistrate.

Although judging from the memories of his previous life, the county magistrate of Lian'an City was definitely not an honest official.

But if they were to kill him directly, these refugees would certainly have some reservations.

This is not because of cowardice or anything, but rather the limitations of the times. It is actually the same in any feudal dynasty.

Therefore - those who can lead the uprising will be remembered by history.

Lin Zhongyun had to solve this problem first, and the only way was to do as Shangguan Wolong suggested, which was to tamper with the food that the refugees cared about most!

As soon as he walked out of the granary, Lin Zhongyun directly called Li Zhongwu and asked him to call a few guards.

"How much grain and money does Mr. Wang give to County Magistrate Chen every month?"

Lin Zhongyun looked at the three guards in front of him and asked directly.

This question is not something a cowherd like Li Zhongwu can answer.

"Ten stones."

One of the guards seemed to want to please Lin Zhongyun, and said without hesitation: "But according to our elders, we heard from Chu Laowu that County Magistrate Chen is getting more and more greedy and wants more."

"Ten stones?" Lin Zhongyun frowned immediately.

You should know that in Daqian, one stone of grain weighs 150 kilograms, and ten stones weighs 1,500 kilograms.

How many people does County Magistrate Chen support to be able to use so much food?
And shouldn’t the imperial court still have salaries and rations?

Or is it just out of greed that you sell these grains?
Lin Zhongyun felt a sense of solemnity in his heart. He looked at the guard and asked again, "Do you know how many yamen runners there are in the county government?"

Lian'an City is just a small city. Even in its heyday, there were only some yamen runners in the county government in the entire city. It was not like what was shown in TV dramas where every city was defended by soldiers.

Now, as the drought continues, the people in the city are running away as soon as they can. There is no law at all in the entire Lian'an City, and the yamen runners no longer patrol and stay in the government office on weekdays.

To put it bluntly, this government office now belongs to another rich man.

A local rich man who holds an official position!

"My Lord, I remember it was one hundred."

"Nonsense, there are obviously less than a hundred."

"Two hundred, two hundred! I remember Chu Laowu said it was two hundred."

The three guards kept chattering, as if they were afraid of being beaten to the punch.

"How much is it?" Lin Zhongyun frowned and interrupted the three people.

Seeing this, fear immediately flashed across the faces of the three men, but no one said anything else.

Obviously, they don't know either.

"It shouldn't be too many. The mission to attack the government office is only A in difficulty. I can mobilize 1,000 refugees now. The fighting power of the government runners is far greater than that of the refugees, so the number will definitely not be too many."

Lin Zhongyun frowned and thought secretly.

"Brother, are you going to attack the county government?"

Li Zhongwu, who was standing by, also came over at this time and asked in a low voice.

Upon hearing this, before Lin Zhongyun could even open his mouth, the three guards beside him showed expressions of shock!

Attack the county government?
Is this a rebellion?
Although they were used to oppressing refugees on a daily basis, they had never thought of directly rebelling!

But what they didn't expect was that Lin Zhongyun nodded without hesitation and said, "I just checked, there are less than 200 dan of grain in the granary."

"If we just sit back and do nothing, I'm afraid we won't even make it through this year, let alone give a share to County Magistrate Chen."

Hearing this, a trace of panic immediately flashed across the faces of the three guards. They looked at each other, and then quickly looked at Lin Zhongyun to persuade him.

"Sir, why don't you send some of the refugees away first? These guys don't have much strength, and it's useless to keep them."

"If we kill our way to the government office, there will be no turning back, sir. Even if we succeed, it will be a serious crime of confiscating the property and killing all nine generations of the clan."

"My Lord, please think twice!"

The three guards spoke one after another with panicked expressions.

Hearing this, Lin Zhongyun immediately looked at the three people and said calmly: "Why would the court care about us now?"

"Even if we can send the refugees away, do you really think that this less than two hundred stone of food can keep all of us alive?" The three guards were silent.

Lin Zhongyun didn't care about them, but looked at Li Zhongwu and asked, "Second brother, what do you think?"

"Brother, let's do it if you say so!" Li Zhongwu said without any hesitation.

"Okay!" Lin Zhongyun nodded in satisfaction, and then looked at the three guards again: "I can give you a chance to leave now, otherwise, just listen to me."

The three of them were silent for a while.

Can they still walk?

Not to mention whether Lin Zhongyun would give them food, even if he did, could they escape to other states?

And considering the current chaos in Daqian, is there any chance of survival if we flee to other states?
The expressions of the three people changed, and after a moment they immediately nodded and bowed to Lin Zhongyun.

"We are willing to follow you, sir!"

When faced with life or death, it is not difficult to make a choice.

Lin Zhongyun nodded in satisfaction and said calmly, "Go and call everyone in the mansion over."

As it was already dawn, the refugees who had just finished their meals gathered around the granary to rest, seemingly because they were afraid that Lin Zhongyun would abandon them.

In order to prevent any trouble, Li Zhongwu asked the guards to patrol.

As for the servants in the palace, they were locked up by Li Zhongwu right after the fire was put out.

Now that we have to start painting the big picture.

Lin Zhongyun naturally wanted to gather all the people together.

The three guards nodded immediately, then turned around and ran out.

After a while.

A group of guards escorted the servants of the palace directly into the inner courtyard, and the refugees were also awakened by the noise.

"Come here!" Li Zhongwu shouted loudly.

Everyone looked over here immediately. Although they were a little confused, they instinctively stood up and walked over here.

Lin Zhongyun stood there and watched them silently until everyone arrived. Then he spoke slowly: "Fellow villagers, we only have less than 100 dan of grain left."

Hearing this, the refugees didn't wait for any reaction.

Li Zhongwu and the three guards immediately looked at Lin Zhongyun, with doubts flashing in their eyes.

Isn’t it two hundred stones?

The three of them had strange looks on their faces, but they tacitly agreed not to say much.

At this moment, the rest of the people started to exclaim in surprise.

The originally harmonious atmosphere suddenly became fierce at this moment.

One hundred dan of food was impossible to divide among so many people. Instinctively, the refugees began to stare at the people around them.

But before they could say anything more, Lin Zhongyun's voice rang out again.

"Moreover, County Magistrate Chen requires us to give him 20 dan of grain every month!"

In an instant, everyone fell silent.

It was as if time had stopped at this moment, and you could hear a pin drop!

But the next moment, crazy expressions appeared on the faces of these refugees again.

There are only 100 dan of grain left, and we have to give the county magistrate 20 dan every month?

This beast!

You have been oppressing them before, and now you want to cut off their livelihood?
Angry roars rang out at this moment, even more angry than when they first attacked the palace!
"Kill the dog magistrate!"

"Kill the county magistrate! Rebellion!!!"

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It would be fine if there was no food all the time, they would never be so crazy.

But now they have!

The refugees, who have experienced the feeling of having enough to eat again, will never allow anyone to take their food away again!
No one can do it! .
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(End of this chapter)