Chapter 14 top spot

——In the Huamei'ao mountain area in Jiangxi, an old man smoked dry tobacco and said to me in a pleasant voice: We don't believe in the sky or the earth here, so we recognize whoever is the number one person on the top of the mountain.If you take the top spot, the common people will be willing to bow their heads and obey orders, but this top spot is not something you can take casually! Of course I understand. Regarding the theory of the top spot, probably after the feudal centralization system, there was this product of symbolic power.I knew this word when I heard my grandfather talk about Water Margin when I was young.In my young mind, this top spot is not easy to get!At that time, there were 108 heroes in Liangshanbo, and I don’t know how many times they had disputes over who took the top spot.I know the name Song Jiang, and I first knew it from figuring out the word first place.Later, when I was older and studied history, I had a rational understanding of the term top chair.

In China's thousands of years of government and government, there has never been a battle with fire and war, not for the top spot! When interviewing farmers mining, I seem to have a deeper understanding of the cruelty and permanence of this kind of competition between the government and the government for the first place at any cost. The name of Huamei'ao Mountain is as nice and beautiful as its beautiful mountains.This is the mountain in the southern country - the luxuriant trees and the green clothes all over the body once made us who have lived in the northern cities for a long time feel refreshed and happy, and linger on.

However, this is not the case in Thrushcross Au now.In the distance, more than a dozen mountain peaks stand shoulder to shoulder like bald boys, with dense black spots all over their faces, which is really disappointing.Huameiao is no longer beautiful, but looks like an ugly boy. But the ugly boy is very domineering. Stop, no entry here!On a narrow road leading to the mountain, a young old man refused to let me go. I'm looking for your master——Big Lao Zhang!I found out about the name of this cottage king in a town 30 miles away.There are rules in the underworld, as long as you can report the name of the mountain owner, those guarding the mountain will let you in.I just learned this trick.However, this rule completely fails here.

What big old Zhang, little old Zhang, there is no place for them here!let's go!The road blockers blocked me aggressively and issued an order to drive me away. Damn, is this mountain yours?I cursed in my heart, but my mouth was full of sweet words: Good brother, I don’t care if I come all the way, please let me see your heads, please?Come on, smoke one!I handed over a Panda brand cigarette that I had treasured for a few days and didn't dare to smoke. The person blocking the way took the cigarette, and murmured happily and in surprise: I heard that this stuff is only for Deng Xiaoping to smoke, okay, let's enjoy this blessing today.He put the butt of the cigarette on the thumb nail and punched it a few times, but this habitual action was not necessary at all.

Pandas have filters. Oh, it looks like you still have some background, you can't be the plainclothes team, right?While lighting a cigarette, he looked at me with sly eyes. Undercover?Hahaha, do I like it?I wasn't surprised, why did this guy see me, who was born as a soldier, so accurately!I hurriedly took out my press card and gave an explanation. Blind, why didn't you say it earlier?I really thought you came here from the east mountain to spy on the situation? Who is Dongshantou, you are so afraid of them?I'm a little curious. You don't know, there are a large group of foreigners from Fujian and Guangdong over there.They have good brains, and they have a feng shui plate that can tell the direction. He called the compass a feng shui plate.Our head said that anyone with a foreign accent will not be allowed to enter the mountain...

So, don't even think about going in?I asked him jokingly. He laughed, and then said with a straight face: Don't think that a panda cigarette can slip up the mountain from under my nose.I won't let you up there.If you want to go up, I will be unlucky. Once this mountain is taken away by others, my family's life will also be lost! I don't see that his words are intended to scare people.In these mountainous areas where the whip cannot be caught by eight feet, there is no law to speak of.The king's law is determined by them themselves, and no one can even think about pouring a drop of water.

Good brother, be accommodating, I am not going to grab your precious gourd, why stop me? That's what I said, but once something happens, it's better for you to buy a train ticket and go back to Beijing, but what should I do?He didn't have room for a tooth.However, probably for the sake of my panda cigarette, he said: Don't you just want to know something about the situation on this mountain?Well, let me tell you about it. Wishing I could, I quietly turned on the tape recorder in my bag. In the past, there were no people here in the barren mountains and wild forests.That is... about three years ago, a geological team came to the province to look for ore, and they said there was a large tungsten mine here.We also don't know what tungsten is used for.One day, a man came from Guangdong and told the village head that as long as the people in the village drove the geological team away, he would take us full-time to dig tungsten, each with 200 yuan a month.Where can I find such a good thing?So, one night, the village chief led fifty or sixty men and women in the village, and drove 13 geological team members out of the mountain in the middle of the night. After the geological team left, the Cantonese guy led us to work.The people in the village were responsible for digging the ore, but he contacted several large trucks from somewhere, and shipped a large amount of ore from us every week.This kid also kept his word, and everyone who worked with him was paid 200 yuan a month, sometimes more.However, later he became more and more black, and asked us to work for him seventeen or eighteen hours a day without any extra money.People in the mountains don't know what kind of treasures these ores are dug out, and how much they are worth per cart, so we have to swallow our anger.Once, too much ore was mined and there were not enough people to transport it, so the Cantonese asked a few strong men in the village to help escort the goods to Guangzhou.This bet doesn't matter, as soon as the boys from our village arrive in Guangzhou, they will know what kind of treasure this ore is.It turns out that every time we dug a cart of ore, that Cantonese guy could make a net profit of 20,000 yuan!When they came back and said, everyone immediately became angry, saying that the Cantonese should process money, or split the money for selling ore.The kid just refused. He said, I am the owner of the mine, and you are all hired by me. I can give you as much as I want.He also threatened: According to the rules of the mountain people, whoever disobeys the owner of the village will be punished by any means.This kid is too crazy!He really underestimated the peasants in our hometown!That night, the village chief took some of our basic militiamen and sneaked into the house where the Cantonese guy lived. Everyone shouted and rushed forward, covered him in a sack, and picked up a big stick. With a stick, he beat the boy until his legs were broken.After that, he was kicked out of our territory...

Later, who took the top spot? Of course it is the village head.However, his days were not long.He is very good at plotting against us, and arranged his brother, son, and daughter-in-law to work as accountants, custodians, cashiers, and team captains in the mine. After one year, his family built three buildings alone, but the villagers are still so poor.I don’t know who did it on purpose, but it was just God’s injustice. One day, the mine suddenly collapsed. The village chief, his son and the village chief’s three brothers were all buried under the Dading head, which was tens of meters deep. .You see a white thing on a bare hill here, that's the place.The day before yesterday was the anniversary of the death of the village head, so maybe the white piece was paper money burned by his family?I looked up at the mountain he pointed to and I saw it.

The village head died, and there was a lot of chaos on the mountain.Everyone wants to dig more treasures in the mine and make a fortune.You don't know how poor we are here.You have televisions, refrigerators, lights, and telephones in your city, and we don’t even have a radio in our entire village.Can the folks not fight to the death to grab the baby under the nose?Now it's all right, there is no head on the mountain, and the fire is like a headless fly, swarming the mine, and you snatch it away.This is amazing, and I beat my head and blood every day for this.Well, if you have the labor and don’t let me take it, then I will go to the relatives in Waikan to find the cadres in the village. Some even invite relatives from Hebei and Heilongjiang who don’t know how many generations to help.Those families with backers in the villages and counties simply let their hard-backed relatives bring militiamen and public security personnel to the mine to dominate one side.Little Thrushcross Au, at most tens of thousands of people gathered together.Later, everyone felt that it was impossible to continue like this, so they proposed to choose Wang Lizhai.The conditions are pretty good. First, they must be the most capable and prestigious locals—this is the first condition for the 51 people in the village to live or die.Second, one must have the economic acumen to turn ore into a way of making money.This one is also very important. Many people only have the strength to dig, but they have no way to transport these ores to Laos and turn them into money. Isn't this the same as guarding the treasure mountain and starving?The third must be to ensure that everyone gets rich.All three of us are good, right? We have the ability to work, have economic acumen, and have a heart for everyone.hey-hey!It sounds higher than the conditions for selecting a brigade secretary!

There was a sarcasm in his words. Ma Dajin and Zhu Qiren were selected for the first time. They are both locals.The surname Ma was chosen because he has an elder brother who is the deputy head of industry in the county, and Zhu is a veteran and a party member.In this way, we have the first dynastic copycat owner on the Huamei'ao Mountain, and the sovereignty of the cottage is great!After Ma Zhu came to power, he set three rules for everyone: First, you must follow their orders wholeheartedly; second, you must absolutely obey their assignments; third, you must die to defend the mine at any time.With the head, the mine is calm, and all the foreigners have been driven away.But everyone didn't expect that life would be difficult. This horse and Zhu Xiang are a pair of devil kings. Punch and kick.Not to mention, Ma and Zhu later swallowed everyone's hard work for themselves and made a fortune.Everyone is dumb and eats Coptis chinensis, and it is hard to tell.Who dares to say it!If you say it lightly, you will be expelled, and if it is serious, you will be punished to death...

Don't you have three constraints on them? Blind pull!In ancient times, there was only the restraint of the emperor on his subjects, and there was no reason for the people to reason with the emperor and his subjects; he said. Ma Zhu's two copycats were cruel and cruel, and finally angered their own subordinates. On New Year's Day in 1988, because of the uneven distribution of spoils, their men took advantage of Ma Zhu's deep sleep and placed dozens of catties of explosives under Ma Zhu's bed.With a little fuse, the bones of these two guys couldn't be found.What did you say?Why doesn't it matter above?Control, can he manage it?Mining, bombing, landslides and death are common occurrences in this wild mountain. Who knows whether it was a random accident or an intentional injury? After Ma and Zhu died, there was no master on the mountain, and there was another two full months of chaos.As the saying goes, if there is no owner in the mountains, disaster will happen.In a few days, thousands of outsiders who had already coveted our Huameiao gathered thousands of people and set fire to the trees in Huameiao.Ah, that fire is terrible to think about now.On more than a dozen hilltops, all the hilltops were ablaze, and more than 1,000 mu of mountain forests became a sea of ​​flames.That day, everyone was waiting for the transport truck to load, so they didn't enter the mine kiln, or it was too late to take a helicopter, and they had to be burned into coke.Foreigners take advantage of this fire and occupy the mine at once. The leader is the big old Zhang you are looking for. 9 Big old Zhang is really a copycat king. I heard that he is an eminent monk from some monastery. The power of the tripod, and scheming.He was the head of the village on Huamei'ao Mountain for 6 months.Later, I heard that he went to Xinjiang to engage in gold again, so Hua Jianao was left to his brother Cyclops Zhou Xian.It is said that Zhou Xian came out of the school and is also very capable.We only met once, on the day of recruiting, because most of his staff are Cantonese and don't understand our Nankang dialect, so we need to find someone who understands the dialect of Nankang area to be the gatekeeper of the copycat.I was picked by him, and I am the only local in this thrush col.Hey, I've said everything you want to hear, it's getting late, you can go, our king is not blind even though he has one eye, his eyes are sharp!Maybe I will bring someone to check the post after a while. If you see me talking to a suspicious person like you, I will be in big trouble.Friends, let's go, one of your panda cigarettes is enough! At this moment, I have a strong interest in the mysterious mountains and fields shrouded in bright colors, especially after the man who guards the door told so many bizarre and thrilling stories, I want to explore these domineering, powerful and powerful people. The true face of the cottage king.Of course I don't want to go. After he reminded me, I quickly took out another panda from my pocket and took out another one.Thinking about it, he simply stuffed the whole box into his hand: friend, be flexible, anyway, I am not a threat to the mine, let me go up the mountain to meet your king! No, no, I don't care if you pose a threat or not, but I can't take this risk with my life! is it so serious?Although I have heard about the hot methods of these dominating copycat kings, but for this article, I decided to meet the leaders of these green forest thieves for a while, and I deliberately used words to provoke him. We are peasants, so there is no need to lie to you.Let's go, or don't blame me for not showing affection.He flashed the two butcher's knives inserted obliquely at his waist. I was stunned, and suddenly scolded myself: Idiot, you are not in front of the waiter at the entrance of the Beijing Friendship Store, but the guard of a den of bandits!Grinding, can it be used?