Qin He returned to the crematorium and bought a bucket on the way.
Just as the smell in the crematorium was cleared, the bodies from the Bingmasi were delivered.
There are a lot of them, enough for two or three bodies in each crematorium.
Qin He picked out three bodies, closed the door and burned them.
As soon as the calf left, the big turtle felt uneasy and worked hard, not daring to say a word.
With its efforts, all three bodies were cremated in just two hours.
All three were disaster victims from other places, and they were from the same clan.
The surname is Yu, and the clan has more than 200 people, and has been passed down for six generations.
They were not particularly wealthy, but they had acres of land and through hard work, they had enough food and clothing.
But as the world became more and more chaotic, more and more people fled, and the government could not collect taxes, so it could only increase taxes on those people who had not yet fled.
If half of the tax is left, multiply it by two, and if one quarter of the tax is left, multiply it by four.
No matter how many people pay taxes, the total amount of tax remains unchanged. If you don't pay, you will be arrested and beheaded.
To make matters worse, various wealthy families, powerful people, and wealthy businessmen took the opportunity to buy up the people's land at low prices, grab land on a large scale, and take advantage of the situation to rob.
And they don't pay taxes.
The people either went bankrupt or sold themselves to become tenant farmers.
As a result, the people and the Dali at both ends became poorer and poorer, while the "parasites" in the middle became more and more prosperous.
Hundreds of members of the Liao clan were forced to become refugees. They headed for the capital with a glimmer of hope, but 90% of them died on the way and the remaining 10% were buried by heavy snow, leaving no one alive.
Qin He felt depressed when he saw this.
Although the memory of the previous life has faded, traces of it are still inevitably left.
The great misfortunes in troubled times are very similar.
Qin He let out a breath, walked out of the crematorium, and walked aimlessly.
On both sides of the road, refugees could be seen huddled in corners, so silent that even the most discerning person could not hear their movements, their bodies buried in snow.
Some are one, some are a bunch.
In some places, it even stretches from one end of the street to the other.
The howling cold wind can blow away any warmth from a person's body. Even if one finds a hiding place, one cannot survive for more than two days without food.
The huge capital city is like a torture chamber at this moment, and all those who are hungry will be mercilessly frozen to death.
No mercy at all.
"Wow~"
At this moment, a baby's cry reached Qin He's ears.
The sound was extremely faint, mixed in the wind and snow. If you didn't have a keen ear, you would never hear it.
Qin He stopped and quickly locked onto his position. He turned around and walked over a hundred steps until he came to a corner.
There were two people in front of him, a man and a woman, their heads and faces covered with snow, and they had been frozen to death.
The man was holding a wooden stick and staring straight ahead. The woman was holding a swaddling cloth in her arms, and the faint sound came from inside.
When they dug through the snow, they found a baby, wrapped thickly in adult clothes. Its little face was black and blue from the cold, its breath was weak, and there was a layer of ice on its eyebrows. It was crying weakly and intermittently.
In front of him, as the man glared, there were three frozen refugees, staring at the swaddling clothes in the woman's arms with greedy eyes.
This is a sinful picture.
Three refugees attempted to take the baby as food, and the baby's parents fought desperately to protect it.
During the stalemate, the sin was also frozen.
The three refugees never had the chance to snatch the baby, and the baby's parents never had the chance to protect the baby.
"commit a sin."
Qin He shook his head, reached out to pick up the baby in the cradle, and left.
……
At the same time, the Zhongshan Palace was just across the wall.
The place is decorated with lights and bustling with people.
The big red lanterns were hung high, with the eight big characters "May you be as blessed as the East Sea and as long-lived as the Southern Mountains" written on them, which was particularly eye-catching.
Today is the fiftieth birthday of King Xu Tianen of Zhongshan. The royal palace is hosting a banquet for guests and friends. There is a buffet with all kinds of delicacies from all over the world.
The buffet in the palace is different from the buffet that ordinary people understand, where people eat at one table and leave after another.
This is a real "flowing water" banquet.
Guests sat in a circle, facing a "flowing stream" brimming with the aroma of wine. Floating above it were lotus lanterns lit with candles, and lotus leaves supported a variety of delicacies. Everything edible—flying in the sky, swimming in the water, running on the ground—was available: steamed, boiled, fried, braised, sautéed, hot, cold, or raw—from Hangzhou cakes and Yangzhou noodles to Suzhou fish sauce and Luzhou soup.
The Manchu-Han Banquet is just like this.
The flowing water is not water, but a river of fine wine!
The bamboo wine wheel is turned by a beautiful maid, maintaining the flow of "water" and creating mist.
During the banquet, graceful dancers danced gracefully, making it seem like a fairyland on earth.
The guests all had greasy faces and drunken eyes, some were laughing loudly, some were toasting their glasses. There were more than two hundred of them, and it was quite lively.
King Xu Tianen of Zhongshan sat high in the main seat, his face flushed.
"I wish His Majesty a long and healthy life, and may His Majesty be three thousand years old!"
"May Your Majesty be blessed with as much happiness as the endless waters of the East Sea, and as much longevity as the evergreen pines of the Southern Mountains!"
"I wish His Majesty eternal youth in the Jade Pool, and that he may be just halfway to his centenary!"
"..."
The prominent guests kept standing up to toast, and Xu Tianen also raised his glass frequently.
After three rounds of wine, five flavors of food.
A housekeeper brought a wet towel, and Xu Tianen wiped his face. At this time, the housekeeper whispered, "Your Highness, a messenger reported that many tenant farmers in Yongqing County have requested a rent deferral due to the failure of the autumn harvest. They have also attacked and injured our rent collectors. There are about 500 of them. Please make a decision."
"Do I need to tell you more about how to resist rent?"
Xu Tianen snorted coldly and said, "I rented the land to them, so they should pay the rent on time. What does the natural disaster have to do with us? It's not us who caused it."
"But Your Highness, Yongqing's autumn harvest has failed, and those people really can't hand over the grain." The housekeeper hesitated and said.
"Bullshit! They're just a bunch of unruly people. I gave them the land to farm, but they don't pay rent and even hurt people. They're ungrateful and have revolted. Don't waste time talking to them. Kill the ringleaders, and no one will dare to cause trouble." Xu Tianen said, adding, "This year's rent must not be reduced by a single grain. The lease clearly states it. If they can't grow crops, it's because they're lazy. They deserve to eat dirt and bark."
"Yes, Your Highness." The butler could only bow his head and agree.
Xu Tianen dropped the towel, picked up the chopsticks and was about to take a sip, but he found that the river of wine that was full of variety just now was empty.
Just when he was about to explode, he suddenly discovered that about ten seats below him, a young man in coarse linen clothes was waving a pair of chopsticks in his hand.
He stuffed all the food that passed by into his mouth.
One bite is half a chicken, three bites are a pork elbow.
What was even stranger was that this person was holding a baby in his arms.
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