Wanli? Wanli! Zhao Jin was stunned for a moment and finally figured out what era this was. He came to the Ming Dynasty!

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The doctor who was invited had seen Zhao Jin before and concluded that Zhao Jin would not live long. When he was called again, he was very impatient. He thought that this was because the parents loved their children so much that he could only become a living doctor.

After checking my pulse, I found that except for weakness, everything else was normal.

The doctor couldn't explain the reason, so he could only refund the consultation fee, pinch his nose and wish him good luck in the future. After He Cuihua scolded him as a quack several times, he left in embarrassment.

Three days later, Zhao Jin was able to get out of bed and walk, and there was nothing unusual. Zhao Jin, who had been in shock and confusion, finally understood the situation.

Today is September 15th, the thirty-eighth year of Wanli in the Ming Dynasty. If converted to the AD calendar, it should be early or mid-October. During this time in his life, Zhao Jin once went to Xuzhou on a business trip and found the climate very pleasant, but at noon

It's hot. I never thought it would be so cold in this era. It has already snowed twice.

Father Zhao Zhentang, 38 years old, a hereditary family in Xuzhou, mother He Cuihua, 36 years old, the daughter of a butcher in the west of Xuzhou City, uncle Zhao Zhenxing, 36 years old, and himself, Zhao Jin, ten years old, from the Zhao family

’s single seedling.

Zhao Zhentang, a sixth-grade military attache, is working as an executioner in Xuzhou City. A few days ago, Zhao Zhentang led Zhao in to watch the execution and beheading. The bloody scene scared the ten-year-old Zhao Jin into fainting. After the doctor diagnosed him, he would not live long.

, but I didn’t expect such an incredible change to happen.

Hundreds of households in the Ming Dynasty were military attachés of the sixth rank, and a county magistrate was only of the seventh rank. These sixth-rank military attaches sounded very illustrious, but in fact they were worthless.

If you manage a hundred households alone, you will have a small situation, and you will still have some power and benefits. However, Xuzhou Guards defends Xuzhou, and there are no thousand households and hundreds of households distributed everywhere, so Zhao Zhentang, the hundred households, is just a name.

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The Xuzhou Guard was established by Emperor Taizu Zhu Yuanzhang when the Ming Dynasty was founded. At that time, it was said that it also fought in the north and south, and was known as a powerful force. However, over the past two hundred years, the original strong generals and elite soldiers have degenerated into landlords and peasants. The guard itself was an army farm, and the court gave

A large area of ​​land was demarcated, and the military households of the guard farmed the fields. The original military generals became landlords who collected rent, and the military households became farmers who cultivated the land and paid for food.

Speaking of which, these 100 families have 100 soldiers, which means there are 100 farmers cultivating the land. It is not small to have 100 families of landowners in their hands. Their lives must not be bad, but the accounts cannot be calculated like this.

, First of all, military households also have to pay taxes, and in addition to the share given to the officials, they also have to pay taxes to the commanders and several thousand households. If these two shares are taken away, there will be nothing left in the hands of the individual.

Not to mention that here in Xuzhou, due to the frequent flooding of the Yellow River, the soil quality is extremely poor, and the harvest is not as good as that. The commander and the five thousand households must be well fed.

A foreman who works alone can maintain his family's food and clothing. Sometimes when the times are bad, the pressure from above is tight, and the family has to pay back, it becomes a standard drudgery for hundreds of households.

Zhao Zhentang and He Cuihua often talked about these things and never avoided Zhao Jin. A ten-year-old child really couldn't understand it, but now Zhao Jin can analyze a lot of things from it.

"Xiao Jin, go ask your uncle to come home for dinner. It's cold outside, please wear more clothes." He Cuihua shouted from the kitchen, the aroma of the food was already wafting out.

Zhao Jin agreed, put on his cotton-padded jacket, went out of the house, and walked in the yard. The monkey barked twice, as if to say hello. Zhao Jin subconsciously nodded to the monkey, then laughed dumbly, and walked out faster.

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When he first saw this monkey, Zhao Jin was very surprised. He couldn't understand why hundreds of households in a health center wanted to keep a monkey. If they wanted to raise pets, it would be normal and much easier to raise cats and dogs than this.

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Zhao Jin soon understood the reason. His father, Zhao Zhentang, raised this monkey to figure out how to better chop off human heads. Every day, he could see Zhao Zhentang groping for the back of the monkey's neck with his palm.

Study the distribution ratio of joints in the neck.

Thinking of this, Zhao Jin looked back at his house. The courtyard with two entrances was not very big, but it was very neat. At first glance, it looked like the residence of a wealthy family. Zhao Jin also had an impression of this house. It was the residence of his father, Zhao Zhentang, from a house.

I bought it from a businessman. Although it was resold at a low price because the businessman was in a hurry to move, it still cost a lot of money.

At most, a hundred households in a health center can only feed and clothe the whole family. They can afford to live in such a good house. The reason why the Zhao family is so relaxed is because Zhao Zhentang does not rely on the farmland of the health center for food, but finds work in Xuzhou City himself——

Executioner.

Executioners kill people and behead them. Many people think that this is a bad business. Moreover, in Zhizhou Yamen, executioners are not even considered as Yamen servants, and are not even as good as a classless policeman. Their status is extremely low.

But the executioner is a popular job, because after the execution, the yamen will give red envelopes, the relatives of the prisoner will give red envelopes, and some people who buy blood buns will also give red envelopes, because the executioner has murderous spirit, can ward off all evils, and some are good at doing things.

The executioner is also required to attend the occasion, and this is another share. The sum of these shares adds up to a lot of money earned every year.

Such a position, even if it is low and unlucky, there are still many people who want to take it. However, eight years ago, Xuzhou City's executioners suddenly died suddenly and violently. At that time, no one dared to take this job. Zhao Zhentang seized the opportunity and spent a small amount

I also borrowed some money from my father-in-law, found ways to give gifts, and took over the executioner's position.

A sixth-grade military attaché did a lowly and menial job, which made him lose face, but his life was getting better day by day.

Zhao Jin walked very slowly on the road, with a childish face but an adult's thoughtful expression. He looked very awkward. Zhao Jin had been like this for the past few days. He was distracted all day long, which made Zhao Zhentang and He Cuihua worried.

Very, I thought the child was frightened and had not fully recovered.

No one could have imagined that Zhao Jin was reminiscing, recalling everything that could be remembered in this life. In this strange time and strange place, all the details of this life's memories would be of great help to him.

Although he has just arrived here, Zhao Jin feels nothing strange. He likes the warmth of being loved by his parents, the noisy family, and the somewhat rundown and cold Xuzhou City. Therefore, Zhao Jin is very cautious and very cautious.

Be careful and don't want to miss every detail.

The streets are very deserted now. It's almost lunch time and everyone has gone back to eat. Zhao Jin walked while thinking about it. He turned two streets and came to the back door of a shop. The back door was open. It was also deserted here. I've been here before.

Several times Zhao Jin shouted at the door: "Second uncle, my mother wants you to come home for dinner."

After shouting, someone inside agreed and saw Zhao Zhenxing walking out. Zhao Zhenxing was taller than Zhao Zhentang, but his face was sallow, he was out of breath when walking, and his body was very weak. Zhao Jin knew that his uncle was working in this shop.

He was a janitor and did some odd jobs to earn wages. However, Zhao Jin could guess that it was Zhao Zhentang who helped him find the job. People in the yamen still had this respect regardless of their status.

"Xiao Jin, are you feeling better?" Zhao Zhenxing smiled and touched Zhao Jin's head.

In that life, when he was an orphan, no one cared about him. As an adult, he worked hard on his own. Zhao Jin was still not used to having his head touched. He subconsciously wanted to avoid it. His body trembled but he held it back. He pretended to be innocent and said: "

It’s all done!”

"That's good, that's good." Zhao Zhenxing smiled and took Zhao Jin's hand, and the two of them walked back together. This behavior also made Zhao Jin very awkward, but he still held it back because he was going to have a child.

The appearance of a child.

Turning onto the street, at noon, the street was deserted and no one could be seen. Many of the shops on the street were closed and their windows were sealed with seals.
Chapter completed!