If you want to kill a tree, you don't actually need to chop it down with an axe. You only need to peel off a circle of bark on the main trunk. This will cut off the nutrient transport channels, and the crown will die soon.

This method is especially effective for cash crops such as lychees, because there is no need to cut down trees for fire. So that night, the fruit trees in the lychee garden outside Chenshi Village were treated in the same way, and the lychees that were about to mature could no longer grow.

Ripe.

Next is the fish pond. This is simpler. You only need to suddenly change the pH value of the pond water to kill the fish. Regarding this, Mr. Xiong from Jiangnan has rich experience. Under his auspices at that time, the research team tested

Rich scientific research results have been achieved on the tolerance relationship between various commonly used chemicals and pond fish.

So bags of white powder were sprinkled into the surrounding fish ponds. In addition, the mulberry trees surrounding the fish ponds did not escape the disaster, and all their barks were stripped off.

Finally there are rice fields.

There is nothing we can do about the rice fields. We can only choose the most labor-intensive method, roll up our trouser legs and go in with a long-handled sickle to cut randomly. Fortunately, destruction is always easier than construction. There is a row of people cutting left and right with long knives and trampling on them.

, I can get things done without even bending my back, and the efficiency is very fast.

At dawn, when the early-rising residents of Chenshi Village left the village with their hoes, they found that all the fish in the pond were turned upside down. The rice heading in the fields seemed to have been cut down by well-wishers, and the surrounding trees were also cut down.

After some cosmetic exfoliation, the white and tender circle behind the bark was exposed.

With a "pop" sound, the people sat on the ground and the sky fell.

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Chenshi Village, Chen Family Ancestral Hall.

The old Chen Family Ancestral Hall was only renovated the year before last. The beams and columns that had been painted several times stood there calmly. Together with the long woodcut couplets next to the door and the raised plaque, it exuded a sense of majesty everywhere.

Today at the ancestral hall, almost all the men of the Chen family were present.

In the main hall where the memorial tablets of the ancestors of past dynasties are enshrined, the heads of each room are sitting. Behind them are their sons and nephews. Outside the door are densely packed ordinary people, all the way to the courtyard wall.

The person sitting in the first place is naturally the head of the Chen family.

The clan leader's name is Chen Shiai. He has a pointed face, thin eyebrows, and a gray beard. He is in his fifties. He wears a scholar's scarf on his head and a scholar's robe, and he is elegantly dressed.

Chen Shiai was an old scholar during the Wanli period, the legitimate son of the eldest son, and the head of the Chen family for many years. He was quite prestigious among the clan members.

At this moment, Chen Shiai, with an angry look on his face, was banging on the armrest of his seat: "You bastards, they are really lawless. Is this person named Cao going out to the street to rebel? Rebel, rebel, this Qiu Ba must be rebelling!"

Following the roar of the old clan leader, there was a sudden buzz of discussion in the hall. Most of the clansmen also had angry faces, cursing the man named Cao for his unlucky death and the inability to give birth to a son.

"Okay, don't be a king behind closed doors. The rice has been harvested, and you are still talking about this and cursing. Can a person named Cao lose a hair?"

The person who said this was a fat middle-aged man wearing a satin robe and a jade ring on his finger. This man's name was Chen Shicai. He was a talker in Sanfang and ranked fifteenth among his generation.

There was a reason for Chen Shicai's disdain. Because their third house had spent many years focusing on business, they had some problems with other house owners who relied on farming as their main business, and they had a lot of disagreements with each other.

Sitting here today, he saw this group of tribesmen sitting in a well looking at the sky, clinging to their disabilities. He had originally made up his mind to remain silent, but finally he couldn't help but speak out.

As Chen Shicai spoke sarcastically, the hall became quiet.

The patriarch Chen Shiai was not happy at this time. He rolled his eyelids at Chen Shicai and said in a dark voice: "Old Fifteen, please explain clearly, what does it mean to be a king behind closed doors!? Aren't we all discussing countermeasures?

?”

"Countermeasures? Humph, it's a joke. Is there any countermeasure for sitting in the main room and swearing?" Chen Shicai looked helpless at this time, turned to everyone and said: "The fish are dead and the rice is finished. What countermeasures can make the fish come back to life? Before

The people in Touxian Village and Weishan Village were treated in this way, so what were they going to do in the end? Just lie down and get hammered!"

"Absurd!" Chen Shiai became even more dissatisfied when he heard this. He glanced at Lao Shifu, stood up from his chair, and said loudly: "My Chen family has been here for hundreds of years since they moved south in the late Song Dynasty. Natural disasters

**We have gone through countless times, but have we ever been afraid of who will come? Hum, as long as the township and party work together, there will be no obstacles that cannot be overcome!"

After saying this piece of chicken soup, Chen Shiai thought about it and said to Chen Shicai: "Old Fifteen, don't stir up trouble here. I know you have dealings with Cao Cao."

Pointing to the tablet behind him, Chen Shiai continued: "Today in the Chen family ancestral hall, in front of the ancestors, you should not do anything wrong. You must know that the people sitting here are all your flesh and blood relatives.

People are doing it, God is watching, the clan law cannot cure you, and the ancestors will not be able to spare you in the future!"

"It's that same cliche again." After listening to these threatening words with guns and sticks, Chen Shicai not only did not get angry, but instead showed an expression of "I knew this" and sneered a few times.

Next, Chen Shicai shook his head helplessly, and then said leisurely: "Jiaodao, everyone is fighting with the person named Cao. Then the book clerk of Lao Shizi's 'Demolition Office' from Xincheng, not every household comes in

Did you get it? The land expropriation stamp they gave me

Cheng, doesn’t every household have one? Well, it’s written in black and white. I, Chen Shicai, also have a share. It’s not more than one copper penny more than anyone else’s! Chen Shiai, don’t throw dirt on my third house. Come, take a look at my third house.

For the house’s charter, can I get an extra copper plate?”

Having said this, Chen Shicai took out three white A4 papers bound together from his arms and slapped them on the coffee table.

"This is the charter. Everyone in the clan has a copy! Chen Shiai, don't open your mouth and shut up about your ancestors. Let me ask you, in the past six months, the charter has been in the hands of each family. As the leader of the clan, you can do nothing but sit back and wait for death.

Have you ever had to deal with it a little bit?"

When Chen Shiai heard this, he opened his mouth to refute, but his tone couldn't help but softened: "It's a very important matter. We have to see how others respond, so that we can seek advantages and avoid disadvantages, right?"

"Seeking advantages and avoiding disadvantages? Hum, the rice has been destroyed, what is the benefit of pursuing it? It is obviously to attract the wolf into the house!"

Seeing that Chen Shiai was so angry that he couldn't speak for a while, Chen Shicai took two steps into the hall, shook his sleeves, and finally said with a sneer: "Even if you can't resist and you don't want to sell your land, aren't you just waiting for death? Okay,

The matter has come to this, and I think you can't delay it any longer. Let me make it clear today: Sanfang will sign the articles of association when he comes back. If you don't want to sign, you can do whatever you want."

After Chen Shicai said this, he waved his hands and strode out of the ancestral hall. Following him were the three families and others.

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After Chen Shicai left, a new round of whispers started in the slightly embarrassed main room. Not long after, an old man with a pure white beard opened his mouth: "Shiai, look at this situation, General Cao is probably going to be red."

Eyes are bound to win. We have soldiers and horses in our hands. Looking at it in the past six months, I'm afraid the government won't be able to point it out."

"Other villages also resisted, and everyone knows the consequences. We can learn from the past, and we can't follow in the same footsteps."

"Now my arms can't hold my thighs, so why don't we just sign the document? Otherwise, the mulberry and rice fields will be destroyed, not to mention the children will have no food to eat, and the autumn tax is coming soon, which means that the door of hell is closed. How can we deal with it?"

Hearing the words of this virtuous clan elder, Chen Shiai no longer used his righteousness to criticize others, but said with a bitter look on his face: "Fourth uncle, it's not Shiai who is stubborn, but if you sign that document, I will tell you."

The family is really in trouble!"

When Chen Shiai said this, his eyes turned red: "After leaving the land and the family home, the clan members scattered in all directions to work for Cao. Who will run the clan school in the future? Who will offer incense to the ancestors? Once this is done, what will happen to the Chen family?

It’s completely over.”

I have to say that Chen Shiai, an old scholar, has a good vision. His words clearly pointed out the hidden harm of demolition and land acquisition to the clan: once the clan is deprived of the land that it relies on to exploit and bind farmers, the traditional clan structure will

Disappeared in an instant.

For a clan leader like Chen Shiai, demolition is equivalent to a dimensionality reduction blow. He can no longer use "public property", "sacrifice fields", "ethnic studies" and other means to exploit his clansmen, nor can he use righteousness and family law to deal with his clansmen in the ancestral hall.

, because the tribesmen have gone to dormitories all over the world, and no one listens to his words anymore.

This is the fundamental reason why Chen Shiai would rather die than give in when facing the demolition authorities. He has seen through everything and knows that once he gives in, he will lose the most precious thing: his rights.

However, if you see through it, the matter will eventually be solved. Dead fish in the pond and green seedlings in the rice fields are lying there. Just talking about justice cannot solve the real problem.

So Chen Shiai turned around and said to an old man sitting beside him who had been silent: "Shiqi, please say a few words."

Chen Shiqi, who was elected during the Wanli period, served two terms as magistrate and once as a sub-inspector. Now he is retired in his hometown and is the Chen family's greatest support.

Chen Shiqi, who had a slender face, wore a black straight suit, and had three long beards, shook his head slightly when he heard this, frowned and said: "The imperial court is in troubled times now, and Mr. Cao is a pirate who has been recruited. He has strong soldiers and horses. A few days ago,

King Qin went to the capital again, so the Third Division of Xianfan in Guangdong wanted to give him some points, so they had to let this beast go crazy for a while."

"You can't just wait to die like this, right?"

Chen Shiai stared closely at his only hope without blinking.

"Calculating the time, the letter from the capital will only be here in the next few days. If Cao Chuan's letter can be played in the court then, it will probably be effective."

"Then what should we do now?"

"Procrastinate." Chen Shiqi said decisively: "Make some small moves, but don't go overboard. Wait until I read the letter."

"In that case..." Chen Shiai walked a few steps in the hall with his hands behind his back: "I will go to the county government office tomorrow to play drums and complain. Since Magistrate Sun and I have always been on good terms, I should give it to the 'demolition office'

Add some trouble."
Chapter completed!