She felt that the sky became darker and then the water seemed to be getting closer and closer.

She sank into the canal.

The canal is not deep.

But she didn't have the strength to stand up...

There seemed to be a sound, I didn't know if it was her choking water or the screams of others.

The water is very cold.

But she seemed to feel that she had returned to the time of a child, as if she had returned to the embrace of her mother.

"Damn it, clothes! The clothes floated away!" The supervisor on the canal screamed loudly, and his voice was like a very sharp needle, piercing everything around him, "Hurry! Go and take it back for me! Clothes! Don't worry about that damn girl! Clothes! Quick, hurry!"

She opened her eyes, but could not see anything, could not see the light, could not see the sky, could not see the earth, and she opened her mouth hard, but could not make any sound.

Even if the sound is made, no one will pay attention to it.

Because the clothes that flowed along the canal were more important than her.

She sank.

Dead.

…_(:"∠)_…

A carriage staggered.

The laughter and joy behind the yarn on the carriage were conveyed.

"The dishes in Tianxianglou seem to be a little worse recently..."

"Well, it's a little bit bad. It's said that the spices in Guanzhong have been used up, and the new ones have not arrived yet..."

"No wonder, these people are really good. Do you not buy them in advance if you know they are going to use up?"

"That's right, since I don't have Western Regions spices now, I feel like I can't survive! Oh my God, I can't imagine a meal without spices! Can it still be eaten?!"

"This is true. It's completely different from having spices or not having spices. By the way, these days... how did you hear that... someone deliberately destroyed Zhuanghe and hoarded food and grass in order to increase the selling price and make huge profits... This matter...'

"Destroy Zhuanghe? Who? Did you do it?"

"Who is so stupid? If it is ruined, how can you make money?"

"Right... But I asked someone to let go of the wind, saying that the grain and grass farms were affected by disasters and reduced production... Didn't we all agree before? Why, maybe it was too much?"

"I don't know. It's just that I heard that someone was sending someone to destroy the land secretly, but someone caught him and wanted to kill the entire village to silence the people..."

"Hahaha, it's a joke. The more you get, the more outrageous it is. If you really encounter this, I said, if it's true, I'll be content with some money, and I'm not troublesome to kill? Look, I'm afraid someone is making trouble behind this matter. I'll find a few people to check it out and see who is spreading it randomly. I'll arrest it first."

"We? Or let the people from the county government do it. Do we have to do some work if we give our offerings for free all day long..."

"Yes, yes, just ask them to go!"

...ヽ()()...

The county magistrate of Anyang angrily slapped the table, "What are you doing? Well? Let you go down to the countryside, investigate and handle the case well, but in the end, he said something was a headache, and then he took a sick leave! Is this time the time to take a leave? Still a headache?! Do you know if people are dead below? Life is important or headache is important? Well?!

The subordinate Cao lowered his head and whispered in his stomach. It was all damn unimportant. Your black hat was the most important, but he didn't dare to say anything on his lips, but he just replied repeatedly.

The county magistrate Anyang scolded him for being tired and sat there panting, "What should I do now?"

Cao, the disciple, continued to curse secretly, smiled and didn't say what to do when he got the money. Now something happened, he would ask what to do? If you hadn't joined forces with a few gentry to make trouble, why would there be a fight and looting due to lack of food?

In fact, Anyang County was not affected by the disaster, nor was there any shortage of food and grass, and the harvest was pretty good.

But there is no shortage of grain and grass. Once the price of grain is low, how can everyone make money?

So when something happened in Yingzhou, someone took the opportunity to cause trouble. On the one hand, it was rumored that money and grain should be transferred to support Yingchuan. Because Yingchuan was hit by the disaster and the emperor had no food, so Anyang naturally had to transfer grain and grass. Then Anyang's grain and grass were transferred. Is there less local food and grass? If there is less local food and grass, is it natural that it should be sold at a high price?

As a result, after a few days of transmission, many people believed it and started to make trouble. Then the county issued another notice indicating that the market was stable and the grain prices were stable...

As a result, the people became increasingly disbelief. Those who did not go to grab grain have now gone. Because some people said that the county’s notice did not deny mobilizing grain and grass to support Yingchuan, Yuzhou, so this matter is true!

Those who used to be unwilling to accept high-priced food are now forced to accept high-priced food. They even feel that those who can't get high-priced food now will not be even higher!

Originally, the county magistrate and the gentry were both smiling, but unexpectedly, things suddenly changed...

First, there were rumors that the price of grain was so high, but someone deliberately destroyed the fields and destroyed the crops, resulting in a poor harvest, so the price of grain would be even higher!

So the looting became more and more powerful. At first, the county magistrate and gentry didn't care, but because of the nervousness of the people, they caused a fight, push, fight, and then people died.

Then there was a rumor that the gentry was sent to destroy the food and grass. The gentry colluded with the county magistrate to resell the food and grass and make huge profits!

Immediately, a white-haired fellow villager ran to the county government office and accused the county magistrate. The county magistrate could only smile and said that there was no such thing as this, and there was a rumor. He immediately sent someone to the countryside to investigate...

The result is that it would be better if the officials and officials were sent down, and they caused a new conflict. After all, these officials and officials were used to being arrogant and prosperous on the top. After that, they could not endure any hardships after they went down. They made a show, made a show, and gave them to temporary workers in everything. Well, what is the big one to do? Then the big one naturally took the chicken feathers and waved them, and they made more and more aroused public grievances, and eventually evolved into protests and fighting!

『Or...』 The disciple Cao secretly glanced at the county magistrate, 『Or why should I invite some reinforcements from the top? County Master, I know that I have some big men under my command. It is okay to catch thieves normally, like in this situation... I'd better ask reinforcements...』

"No!" The county magistrate glared at him, "No! No support!" He wrote a memorial a few days ago, saying that his place was healthy and peaceful, and that the people lived and worked in peace. Now he asked for reinforcements in a blink of an eye. Isn't this slap himself in the face?

"No matter what you do, I have to calm the situation down first!" The county magistrate said angrily, "Immediately! Slow down! Just calm down!"

Cao Yi, the subordinate of the disciple, grinned, obviously cursing in his heart again, but there was no way, so he could only say, "Or... the county magistrates some more fees, and I will recruit more people. If there is more people, it will be easier to do things if I really encounter some trouble, right?"

When the county magistrate heard that it was costing money, the county magistrate felt ache, but after thinking about it, he still agreed.

The subordinate Cao Xingchong found the county magistrate with the money notes approved by the county magistrate.

The county magistrate looked at the notes, then looked at his disciple Cao, and said oh, and asked someone to withdraw the money, and then handed it over to his disciple Cao.

"This... the number seems to be wrong..." The disciple Cao counted the number and found that the money was 30% less.

"What's wrong?" the county magistrate said slowly, "I'm still giving you 10% more for your sake, otherwise... don't think I don't know you're giving me a salary..."

"Hiss..." Cao, the disciple, swallowed.

"The number is right?" The county magistrate looked at Cao, the disciple.

"Yes, right! That's right! That's right!"

Cao, the disciple, answered repeatedly, and then left with money in disappointment. After arriving outside the county government, Cao, the disciple, thought about it, so he found a remote place, poured out more than half of the money in the purse, put it into his pocket, and then carried the purse that was obviously empty, and went to the street to recruit anyone...

I wish all workers all over the world a happy holiday!

In the 19th century, many countries such as the United States and Europe gradually developed from capitalism to imperialism. In order to stimulate the rapid economic development and squeeze out more surplus value to maintain this high-speed capitalist machine, capitalists continued to adopt methods to increase labor time and labor intensity to cruelly exploit workers.

In the United States, workers have to work 14 to 16 hours a day, and some even last up to 18 hours, but their wages are very low.

An overseer at a shoe factory in Massachusetts once said: "I can turn his hair gray when he is 22 years old by making a strong and healthy 18-year-old man work next to any machine here."

The heavy class oppression aroused the great anger of the proletariat. They knew that the only way to survive was to unite and fight the capitalists through strike movements.

The strike conditions proposed by the workers are to require the implementation of an eight-hour working system.
Chapter completed!