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Volume 4 Leviathan Chapter 63 Running Dog

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    "Yes, sir!" The Sikh officer gave a military salute to Diok, turned around and ran towards the arrested noble. A moment later, there was a burst of crying and cursing from there - the Sikh soldiers  Pull the victim's arms apart, then put a hemp rope around the nobles' necks, and pull them to both sides. Under the tight hemp rope, although the victim struggled hard, their tongues soon came out of their mouths.  come out.  Signs of life disappeared from his body.  "Diok, you traitor! Maungji, please save me!" Tu San's voice came over. As the person who actually dispatched the assassin, Diok deliberately asked the soldiers to put his torture to the end to use terror.  and despair to torture this guy who tried to take his own life.  Hearing the other party's curses and pleadings, Diok strode up to Tu San. At this time, two strong soldiers had already twisted his arms and forced him to kneel on the ground. When he saw Diok walking over, one of them  He grabbed Tu San's hair and forced him to raise his head so that Diok could see his face clearly.  "You were the instigator of this assassination attempt on me?" "Diok, you are such a traitor, I only wish I hadn't killed you!" Tu San stared at him fiercely.  "Just a few of you want to deal with me?" Diok sneered and ordered to the Sikh soldiers: "Take them down, sort out the confessions first, and then execute all these people!" "Yes, sir!  "Diok, you traitor, I will never let you go!" Tu San's shrill shouts echoed under the tall dome of the Privy Council. Maung Ji standing aside couldn't help but shudder. In the history of the Kingdom of Myanmar, I dare not let you go!  There are kings who kill nobles unscrupulously like this, but their consequences are miserable, not to mention that Diok is just a Privy Councilor.  A thought suddenly flashed through his mind: "Is this Diok crazy?" Diok turned around, smiled and pulled Maung Kei: "Wu Maung Kee, it's too messy here, let's sit next door.  Come on!" The aroma of tea filled the room. Apart from the faint screams, it was no different from the usual chats between noble council members during Privy Council meetings.  Maung Ji silently sipped the fragrant tea in the cup without saying a word.  At such a time and place, he felt that nothing he could say was as appropriate as silence.  "Wu Maung Kee, do you know why I didn't include you in the list of assassins?" Diok suddenly asked.  "Why?" "Because you are the only member who came to the Privy Council today. When the nobles were hiding at home or escaping from Mandalay, you were the only one - Maung Kyi - who came to the Privy Council. You were the only one who came to the Privy Council.  A noble who values ??the safety of the kingdom more than his own safety, I will not harm someone like you!" Maang Ji's eyes widened in surprise, and Diok looked at him with a smile, his eyes filled with emotion.  sincere.  After about half a moment, Maung Ji replied in a low voice: "I don't believe what you say!" "Why don't you believe it? Because I am Chen Zaixing's lackey?" Diok smiled slightly: "Yes, whether it is to escape punishment or to become a  Privy Council Counselors cannot do without his support, but this is not inconsistent with my loyalty to the kingdom. "" Ridiculous, ridiculous! From the beginning, every move made by Chen Zaixing was for the benefit of himself and Dashun, and with the British.  I understood this when the treaty was signed. When the British recognized Dashun's suzerainty over Burma, Chen Zaixing betrayed the kingdom without hesitation. It is really true that a nobleman can be loyal to such an egoist and the kingdom at the same time.  The funniest joke I heard today!" "It's not that funny, Maung Kee! Maybe Chen Zaixing only cares about his own interests, but look at what he is doing now: building roads, raising taxes, forming new armies, and fighting  Aren¡¯t these what a king should do?¡±  "That's it!" "Maybe, but what matters is not what he thinks, but what he does, isn't it? You have also been a Privy Councilor for a period of time. How much land did you give to the farmers in total and how many freedoms did you give them?  Identity? How much tax does the royal government get?¡± Maung Kyi hesitated and replied: ¡°About 15,000 to 30,000 hectares of land, 400,000 to 500,000 farmers.¡± At this point, Maung Kyi hesitated.  stand up.  "Very good. In less than a month since I became Privy Councilor, by proposing to grant development rights to Shunhua Company within thirty kilometers on both sides of the railway, the Royal Government has acquired more than one million hectares of land, and once the railway is  In operation, the government owns 30% of the equity. Even if other incomes that come with it are not taken into account, the railway revenue alone is a considerable amount of income." Maung Ji sneered.?Then you, Diok, a Privy Councilor, have done a pretty good job?  " "It's very good, I dare not say it, but Maang Ji, you are also a sensible person.  Now that foreign powers are invading, it is impossible for the Kingdom of Myanmar to remain unchanged. If it does not, it will lead to the destruction of the country and the annihilation of the species.  Whether the false king takes the throne or the two His Majesties take the throne, everything will change.  But if we only rely on the strength of you and me, it will be difficult to change. Since Chen Zaixing has the method and strength, why can't we follow his method first?  "Maung Kee was speechless after hearing what Diok said. Diok's words just hit his heart. Since the first Anglo-Burmese War, in more than half a century,  The British continued to invade Burma in an attempt to turn it into a colony. Although Burma fought back with the support of Dashun, its land was taken away day by day, and the remaining land gradually became the property of neighboring Dashun.  Semi-colony, the enlightened aristocrats represented by Maung Ji are very sad about this. They also know that if they want to maintain the integrity of the nation, the only way is to reform and civilize, introduce advanced science and technology, and enhance national strength.  But to achieve this, we must first change the current situation in which all land in Myanmar is owned by nobles, monks, and kings, and farmers have no personal freedom. Otherwise, how can the kingdom be civilized and reformed if there is neither a strong central government nor a free labor force?  But to change the status quo, we have to face strong resistance from traditional vested interests such as nobles and monks. During more than half a century, several kings tried to reform, but in the face of fierce resistance from traditional forces, the results were all different.  It failed. There are only two paths before Maung Kyi: either use the power of foreign capital represented by Chen Zaixing to promote innovation, or mobilize the peasants to directly eliminate the nobles and monks. For Maung Kyi, the choice is extremely difficult.  "Maung Kyi, you should know that Myanmar is like a person walking on the edge of a cliff, either rushing over or falling. The last war will not be the last war between the British and Dashun. If Myanmar does not  If you can become stronger, you will be swallowed up by the winner next time!  " Maung Ji was finally convinced by Diok's eloquence. He shook his head: "Maybe you are right, then what do I need to do?  " "I need you to support me in the Privy Council, Wu Maung Kee, and you have always been doing the work of allocating land and giving freedom to farmers. This requires a lot of time and energy. I hope you can continue to do it!  "    "All right!  ¡± In this way, the assassination incident at the end of 1886 ended. In addition to the execution of more than thirty aristocratic members involved, the situation quickly calmed down. The cruelty of the war that had just subsided and the powerful strength of the Shun army had not yet come to an end.  Forgotten from the minds of the nobles, they lowered their heads in silence, swallowed their humiliation and hatred, and waited for the opportunity to take revenge. Three years later, in September, Yuhang, Zhejiang Province, was full of berths.  It was an open boat coming out of the countryside. The boat was loaded with new rice, which pushed the boat down very low. The leaves and garbage on the sides of the boat were surrounded by white foam, filling the boat with waves.  There is a gap between the river port and the street where only two or three people can walk side by side. On the other side of the street, the morning sun slants down from the broken Mingwa ceiling, and the light beams fall on it.  There were several old felt hats swinging outside the counter. These farmers wearing old felt hats came out of the boat early in the morning. When they arrived at the port, they didn't even dare to breathe, so they came to the counter and asked about the price of rice.  Four pieces of silver ocean, one stone of millet, two pieces of silver ocean!  "The gentleman behind the counter replied weakly. "What?  "The farmers almost didn't believe their ears, and their happy hopes suddenly sank, and everyone was almost stunned. "Didn't you buy brown rice for eight yuan per stone in June?  " "I've bought some for one stone and nine yuan!  ¡± ¡°How can there be such a sharp fall!¡±  "The gentleman sneered: "Don't you know what time it is now?  Rice is coming from everywhere like a tide. If you don¡¯t buy it now, will it continue to fall in a few days?  ¡± The energy that had just been exerted to rock the boat like a dragon boat race has now relaxed in everyone¡¯s body. This year, the weather has been helpful, and the bugs have not come to hinder us. We have harvested an extra three to five bushels per acre, and everyone thought that  It¡¯s time to take a breather. Who knew that in the end, we would get worse results than in previous years? ¡°It¡¯s better not to pretend, let¡¯s put it back at home and leave it for the women and children to eat.¡± I burst out from my simple heart.  Such angry words: "Hi!  "Mr. Mi Xing sneered, "If you don't behave, will people starve to death?  Let me tell you, there is a lot of Burmese rice at the wharves. Lord Zao sent troops the year before last and defeated the British devils. Burma became our vassal state in Dashun. One stone of rice there only costs one piece of silver, and Shunhua Company only costs one ship.  The shipment has come back, but the first few batches have not yetAfter eating, several more batches of food arrived on the big ship.  " "Burmese rice?  A stone of rice only costs a piece of silver?  Mr. Zaohou?  "For these farmers, it is a distant thing, as if it has nothing to do with them. The rice that has been delivered to the river port can only be said as an angry statement. How can we not be embarrassed?  The landowner had to pay rent, and the court's taxes also had to be paid. In order to hire helpers, buy fertilizer, have enough food to eat, and repay the debts borrowed, all of this had to be done with white silver or golden copper coins.  , and they only have rice, and there is money in the rice bank. "Let's go to the city to make money." In the city, there may be a better fate waiting for them, someone thought this in the next chapter.  Mr. Ye Shengtao's famous essay "Collected Three or Five Dou More", because I think in this Xinshun world, the fate of Chinese farmers will not be any different from that of compatriots in another dimension. The only difference is that this time  What drives them to desperation is not the rice and noodles shipped by foreigners, but the cheap food shipped back from abroad by the country's bourgeois adventurers. Finally, let's ask for recommendations and collect them. 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