Astral Apostle

   Chapter 153 Violent

   Zhou Jing stroked his chin: "No? Still don't dare?"

   "No, no!" The old farmer hurriedly changed his tune.

   "Okay, then I won't bother my husband."

   Zhou Jing didn't say anything, wading in the mud, turned his head and was about to leave.

   Seeing this, the old farmer hesitated for a moment, then suddenly stopped Zhou Jing from behind and whispered:

"This man, although I don't know where you came from, but if you want to look for the bad luck in Wujiazhuang, you should give up the idea. They have five or six hundred merchants in their house, where are they good friends, and they often honor the county magistrate. If you want to sue the official, there is no way to enter. Besides, the eldest of the Wu family will be admitted in the future, and this is the noble of the family."

   "The old man is right."

   Zhou Jing nodded and did not continue talking.

   He walked out of the field and thought to himself:

  ‘Apostle No. 4 has a violent and rebellious disposition, and regardless of the consequences, he has to do the so-called way of doing things for heaven, but which heaven and which way is he doing? How can we understand this? How violent is it? ’

   This Wujiazhuang is a big landlord, and you don’t need to think about the class composition. It must be an exploiter. The richer the family property and the wider the shot, the more severe the exploitation.

   Although he did not have a favorable impression of the landlord class in the feudal period, the existence of the landlord class did have historical reasons, and it was even a part of maintaining the feudal social order.

   Such a goal, if there is no obvious evil, then does it belong to the object of Apostle No. 4 "acting for the heaven"?

   Zhou Jing is not particularly sure.

   After all, the other party didn't provoke him, there was no grievance in the past, no hatred in the recent past, and he was even treated with courtesy, and everyone was at peace with each other.

  According to the concept of modern people in the main world, it is the best way to be prudent and protect oneself, so why not take the initiative to cause trouble for no reason.

   Although Zhou Jing hated the hobby of the Taigong of the Wu family, he didn't know if this hobby was normal in the social atmosphere of this world.

   Aside from this factor, the old lady is quite a man, and at first glance does not look like a villain.

   Moreover, this village is quite popular, and Wujiazhuang is obviously the backbone of maintaining local order.

  If it is lifted, it will not only overthrow a landlord and gentry, but also overthrow the local order that has been in operation for many years and everyone is accustomed to.

   Zhou Jing thought so, and could not help but gain a new understanding of the life goal of the fourth apostle.

"Tianjie steps on the bones of the public and acts for the sky. These two goals are combined. The so-called rebellion of the fourth apostle is probably not as simple as overthrowing a dynasty, but treating all the exploiting classes as enemies, regardless of their opinion. What role does maintaining order play... Apostle No. 4 does this kind of thing, not for the people, and there is no need to start for the people, but simply upholding the 'morality' that is not flexible. Strictly speaking, this is among the rebels. Rebel..."

"And in this world, the real evil will not be shown in the face of a wicked person. They are dissolved in the order, attached to the order, and often put on a good face, exert kindness, and use thoughtful etiquette to disguise themselves and confuse others... They They turn themselves into order itself, and make exploitation a normal state of the world. They tie themselves to some classes of people. If everyone benefits, they will also benefit, and if there is a risk, they will be passed on to the lower level—although this It is the law of society itself, but in the eyes of the fourth apostle, I am afraid that the existence of these things is the original sin.”

   Zhou Jing's mind flashed one after another, and then he was a little worried.

   It's fine when he travels in person, but once he enters the placement mode, he will return to the mountain. Even if a conservative placement plan is set, as long as the fourth apostle acts according to his personality, then he doesn't know what will happen.

  ‘If this is the case, then the current strength of the No. 4 Apostle is really not enough, and he needs to step up his martial arts training to truly protect himself. ’

   Just as he was pondering, there was a sudden noise.

   Zhou Jing regained his senses, looked up, and found that many farmers had left their farm work and gathered in one direction.

   His eyes flashed, and he followed the crowd.

  …

   Soon, Zhou Jing followed the crowd to a grass hut outside the village. There were many people gathered here and there was a lot of noise.

   A group of farmers surrounded them, pointing and pointing.

Inside the    were more than a dozen Wu family merchants, surrounded by a sturdy young man.

   This sturdy young man was wielding a horse whip and slapped a few skinny villagers, making people scream again and again.

   These beaten villagers were covered in blood, but they dared not resist, and begged bitterly:

   "Please give me a few more months of grace! Our family is really out of food, and we took it away from you. We can't survive this year!"

   "If you want to take our cattle, then my family can't live!"

   Is this collecting rent?

   Zhou Jing raised his brows.

   Just as he was judging the situation, a bearded farmer suddenly rushed out of the cottage.

   The bearded farmer held a fork and said angrily:

   "Wu Fang! If you don't let me live, I will fight with you!"

The    voice fell, and the bearded farmer raised his fork and rushed towards the sturdy young man in the lead.

   The young man named Wu Fang snorted coldly when he saw it, and grabbed the whistle of the next doorman with his hand, and then turned his hand and pressed the fork of the bearded farmer.

   "Zhang San, you've eaten the guts of a leopard, and dare to fight with me?!"

   Wu Fang shouted loudly, stepped up and raised his hand, the stick moved along the fork pole all the way, and the peasant's arms were injured with two slaps, causing him to let go of his weapons.

   Then, with a sharp tip, he knocked the bearded farmer to the ground.

   The long-bearded farmer Zhang San clutched his chest and looked pained, but glared at Wu Fang angrily, saying fiercely:

   "Straight mother thief! Come, hit me in the head, if you can't kill me, you are a grandson!"

   Wu Fang was furious:

   "Since you seek death, this will fulfill you!"

   He raised his whistle and was about to shoot down.

   At this time, Zhou Jing saw the opportunity to come out more and more, and grabbed the stick that was about to fall in his big hand, like an iron hoop.

  Wu Fang exercised enough strength, but he couldn't shake the slightest bit. He was shocked, and quickly let go of the stick, took two steps back and stood next to Jiading.

   He looked at Zhou Jing, confirmed that it was an unfamiliar face, frowned and clasped his fists:

   "This hero, I don't know what to teach you?"

   "Just to watch the fun." Zhou Jing put his whistle on the ground, looked around at the group of people present, and asked, "What happened here?"

   found that he was a nosy, Wu Fang couldn't help but feel annoyed and scolded a few words. It was obvious that Zhou Jing was not easy to mess with, so he had to suppress his anger and explain:

"I am Wu Fang, the third young master of Wujiazhuang here. These villagers borrowed money from my family and set up an IOU. Now that the date has come, I will collect the debt from them. Who knows that these scoundrels just want to repay the debt. I am very angry. Come down, it's inevitable that your hands will be a little heavier."

   Before Zhou Jing could speak, Zhang San spit out a mouthful of spit and said bitterly:

   "Your Wu family lends money, and all you want is the interest for skinning! Every time you roll a few cents, how can we afford it?"

   Wu Fang looked at him coldly: "Then who asked you to borrow money?"

   "We can't live, if we don't borrow money, our family will starve to death, what can we do?" A farmer who was whipped next to him couldn't help but said.

  Wu Fang shook his head and snorted: "Since you have borrowed money, what else can you say? If you don't work hard and cultivate, the harvest will not be good all year round, and you will not be able to live on your own. That's your business. Who can complain?"

   Hearing this, another farmer who was whipped couldn't help but complain:

   "Every year we harvest, pay the court taxes, and pay the rent of your Wu family, how much do we have left? If the rent is too high, how could we not survive?"

Wu Fang became impatient and shouted: "It's been like this since ancient times, don't say anything irrelevant! It's just and righteous to pay debts and repay the debt. Today, if you talk about the big sky, you can't escape this principle! Either pay the rent, or Bring cattle from the fields to arrive!"

   Zhang San reluctantly got up, pointed at Wu Fang and cursed:

"Fuck your mother! Your Wu family charges such a heavy rent and spends the winter every year. If you don't borrow money from you, you will not be able to live. You dare to say that this is not intentional to block our way of survival? Your Wu family lends money, You only allow the farmland cattle to be used as mortgages, obviously you want to swallow our land. How many people in the village don't owe your family? You use this method, obviously because you want to make us all the tenant farmers who have no surplus. With your money, I will farm and work for your family from generation to generation."

   Wu Fang glared and shouted angrily: "What a mess! You have all set up an IOU, and even if you sue the government, you have nothing to say!"

   Zhang San said bitterly: "Go to his mother's government, you are a raccoon on a hill! If you are desperate, who would want to borrow your family's debt. You have my lifeline, and your lips will naturally deal with it!"

The villager next to   , who was whipped, was also angry and couldn't help but agree:

"I borrowed fields from your Wu family for farming, and your old lady asked me to pay the rent for the fertile fields, but in fact it was Shoutian. I tried to ask him for a theory several times, but all of them were driven out by your housekeepers. Now you are using this deed to deceive me!"

"That's right, this guy is playing tricks on me!" Zhang San pointed at Wu Fang angrily, and said loudly: "Once the times are bad, when your Wu family succeeds, first take away our surplus food, and then take us away. Farming cattle, and finally annexing our land, let us sell our bodies, even if we have a deed in hand, you can make a case for yourself. The family is a slave and a maid, and even someone's daughter is your master's house! I've had enough of this shit!"

   Wu Fang was trembling with anger and said furiously:

   "It's the other way around! It's the opposite of yours! My Wu family is willing to give you money to eat and drink, but you come to slander me like this! You should be allowed to starve to death!"

   "We didn't plant your Wu family's harvest? Bah!" Zhang San spit at his face.

   Wu Fang hurriedly dodged, but the front of his clothes was still stained with a mouthful of **** phlegm.

   "You really can't find death!"

   Wu Fang's eyes were red with anger, and when he picked up the whip, he was about to slam it down.

   However, when the whip was halfway, Zhou Jing grabbed the palm again and couldn't beat him.

   was stopped by this person twice, and Wu Fang was also angry.

   He pointed at Zhou Jing's nose and shouted angrily: "You man! I taught my villager, what does it have to do with you? Get out of the way for the young master, don't be ignorant!"

   Hearing this, Zhou Jing said nothing, just slapped him in the face with his backhand.

Snapped!

   A crisp sound.

   Wu Fang flew out like a spinning top, blood spurted from his mouth, his cheeks were swollen high, half of his teeth were knocked out, and he fell directly to the ground unconscious.

   Everyone present was stunned.

  No one thought that this big man would suddenly start.

   "Dare to point to Grandpa, you are tired of living crooked." Zhou Jing shook his hand.

   More than a dozen Wu family villagers froze for a moment, then suddenly came to their senses, picked up whistle sticks one after another, and rushed up with a roar.

   "Splash thief!"

   "Watch the fight!"

   Seeing this, Zhou Jing didn't change his face, held a stick in each hand, and broke into the Zhuang Ke, just smashing his head and face.

   The burly figure is like a tiger joining a flock of sheep, and the crowd is flying.

   In just a few breaths, more than a dozen merchants lay on the ground, screaming in pain.

   The villagers hurriedly avoided, and they were already dumbfounded.

   This fierce man jumped out, and in a blink of an eye, he turned over a dozen people. Even Wu Fang, the third young master in the village who has always practiced martial arts, was brought down by a slap!

   Zhou Jing glanced around, picked up the fork on the ground with his foot, and kicked Zhang San, who was stunned.

   Zhang San caught the fork in a hurry, puzzled.

   Zhou Jing pointed at Wu Fang, who had fainted on the ground, and said, "Go and stab him to death."

   Zhang San was startled and shook his head again and again.

   "What about your **** nature? Give you a chance, you won't be useless!"

   Zhou Jing snorted, but did not force him, turned his head and shouted at the servants who were lying on the ground: "Everyone get up, carry your third young master back, run too slowly and break your legs!"

   The screaming servants got up in a hurry, held up the unconscious Wu Fang, and staggered to escape. He only hated his parents for giving birth to two less legs.

   Until this time, the farmer present woke up like a dream, and hurriedly surrounded him, talking all over the place.

   "Oh, this strong man, you have caused trouble!"

   "You hurt the third young master of the Wu family. Hundreds of merchants in his house will come to you to settle accounts!"

   At this time, Zhang San also came back to his senses, and quickly clasped his fists and said:

   "This hero, I'm waiting for your help, but there are so many people in Wujiazhuang, you should run away before they come."

   Zhou Jing shook his head and grinned:

   "It's okay, I'll kill their whole family."

   Everyone was startled, and then their expressions changed.

   "Strong man, why is this?!"

   "How can you beat hundreds of people by yourself?"

   "Even if you're waiting for me, it's too..."

   Zhou Jing didn't listen to them continuing to make noises, carrying a stick, and strode into the village.

  Many villagers were stunned on the spot.

   It wasn't until Zhou Jing's figure was gone that Zhang San suddenly gritted his teeth and followed him with a fork.

   Someone took the lead, and the other farmers hurried to follow.

   Zhou Jing strode Meteor at the forefront, aggressive, but in fact his thoughts were spinning.

   Just now, he suddenly had some ideas... The so-called "doing the way for heaven" by the fourth apostle is not simply for the common people to be "just", but an indescribable code of conduct. The punishment is not only the evil on the table, but also the "evil" that has existed for a long time and is reasonable, and the "evil" that has become a part of the world.

   Everyone knows it's evil, but they acquiesce to his existence for their own needs, do you want to get rid of it? Standing in the perspective of many civilians is actually not desirable, because it is also a matter of personal interests. But this is also the punishment target of No. 4 Apostle... The source of this naturally rebellious No. 4 elder brother, the source of his violent and rebellious personality, is not only for the injustice of the world, but not entirely for the well-being of the people. It points to the class that has existed since ancient times. contradiction.

   Zhou Jing probably had an idea of ​​how to accomplish the goal of the No. 4 apostle. It was not to make a revolution for the benefit of the people, because the conditions were completely immature, and it was not just to establish a new order, but to become a real "rebel".

  To achieve the so-called "Heaven Street treads all the public's bones", the basic foundation of rebellion is not the support of the people, but the boiling public grievances.

  People's grievances come from the thousands of years of constant exploitation. The exploiting classes have changed faces, but they have never changed.

  Nowadays, people in this world are struggling to live. If the world is desperate, and there is a chance to destroy all the landlords, corrupt officials, and clansmen, who would not want to stab the exploited? Although it is too cruel, what is wrong with those who are exploited to vent their grievances... They have been oppressed and exploited for generations, but they can only tolerate and retreat, put on shackles, and never allow revenge or revenge for grievances. This is the backlog of anger.

   If you set it on fire, and turn the violence of one person into the violence of thousands or tens of thousands of people, great things can be accomplished, and it will turn into a torrent that sweeps the world and crushes the entire old world.

   No matter how noble or noble you are, no matter how noble your family is, no matter how wealthy your family is, you will still have a white knife in and a red knife out, and no one is more noble than the other.

   is the enemy of the exploiters, and even most of the green forest bandits are the enemy, it can be said to be the enemy of the whole world.

Even if there will be new exploiters in the future, they will not be the old people who have enjoyed it for thousands of years... The so-called "no breaking, no standing", I don't know if they will stand up after the fact, but they must be completely broken down, all Clear it up.

From the perspective of purpose, to achieve this, we must make a name for ourselves, make ourselves a flag, attract countless people who have been oppressed and hateful, and let people's grievances become the basic plate of their own rebellion... In this way, Team can be done.

   "It's too ruthless... This is a must to kill people..."

  Zhou Jing let out a sigh of relief, secretly stunned at the tragic nature of this apostle's life goal, and even wanted to back off a little, and didn't even take a look at the information about the increase in the panel synchronization rate.

   Just thinking about it and walking, the gate of the Wujiazhuangyuan is gradually approaching.

  …

  On the second floor of the restaurant in the village, Li Chun and the others ate at will and waited for Zhou Jing.

  Lu Yunzhao looked at the sun and said strangely, "Brother Chen Feng has been gone for so long, why hasn't he come back yet?"

   Li Chun stroked his beard and said casually: "Perhaps the big family here is warm and hospitable, so let's keep Brother Chen as a guest. I am sensitive, so it's not suitable for me to visit that Wujiazhuang with Brother Chen."

   At this moment, there was a sudden noise from the street outside the window.

  Some idlers shouted loudly and ran to tell:

   "Someone hit Wujiazhuang!"

  I saw people all over the street flocking to the village courtyard in the center of the village, and the commotion continued.

   The three of Li Chun were stunned for a moment, looked at each other, and had a bad premonition at the same time.

   "Shouldn't it be..."

  Lu Xinniang hesitated.

  Li Chun's mouth twitched, and after a long while, he spoke in pain:

   "Let's go, go and see..."

   (end of this chapter)