#3 Have you forgotten the face of your father?
Guizhou-Guangxi border, July 2nd 1834 14:00
The storm of arrows did not catch Hong Huoxiou's (1) column completely by surprise. A brief shout of warning by the scouts had led most of his pikemen (2) to take cover and some of his gunners had primed their weapons. Still, the lethal rain of bamboo shafts was reducing the effectivness of their return fire and too many of his men were down, twisting in agony.
Hong Huoxiou's grimly recalled one of Sun Tzu's maxims. "To act rashly in the face of surprise is a great danger. But to hesitate is invariably lethal". Taking a minute to shout swift instructions to Feng Xiaoping he Rises up from behind the shelter Hong Huoxiou slapped the rear ends of his pikemen with the flat of his sword, then proceeds to lead from the front- "Charge! A bonus to the first man who serves me Yao (3) liver for dinner!"
Guizhou-Guangxi border, July 2nd 1834 15:30
Hong Huoxiou gently closes the eyes of Feng Xiaoping. The Bamboo shaft sticking out of his belly had sealed his fate, even if they had been closer to medical treatment. All he could do for the man who had become his friend was to offer him a mercy stroke. When he rises to address his surviving me his eyes are hard. "The men who attacked us could not survive in mountains for long without supplies from Dainaijiang village. Let us now end this problem… permanently"
Guangxi Province, Jiantan, September 2nd 1837
Four years. Three major rebellions. Numerous Bandit and river pirate suppression campaigns. There is little softness left in the face of the young peasant scholar now. He does not know why it is that he has found himself in combat so often but his body and mind bears the scars of those encounters (4).
He thought he had inured himself to fear, mercy or guilt long ago. But something about this latest campaign has struck a raw nerve. The rebels are not bandits turned ambitious warlords. Not are they barbarians disputing ownership of land with Han farmers. They are people much like the farmers of his own county. Like them they are Hakka, the descendents of those who have fled the ancestors of the Qing (5) to the fertile fields of south China. Like the men of his own clan they had found the best fields taken and had had to make do on the slopes of the mountains. Unlike the men of his village, who are a Hakka island in the Punti sea, here the Hakka predominate. And like most Hakka they are poor, poorer than even his own clan.
Part of that Poverty is a function of the land. Too rocky, too steep to grow rice the Hakka had cleared out fields of Maize and Potatos, Leaving slopes whose Soil frequently (6) washed down into the pearl river valley below.
Much of the poverty however is caused by Corrupt officials. Rotated every three years and paid a pittance, each new county magistrate had sought a way to further gouge the peasants of these rough hills. After all, they had few Scholar gentry to protect them as the lowlanders did (7).
"Fools". Feng Hui summarizes succiently (8).
"They are desperate"
"As I said. Desperate fools. Did they truly think they could challenge the servants of the emperor and go unpunished? Do they not understand how vast the empire is? Seizing the perfecture Yangban, or even the entire province would mean nothing- the empire can always bring in troops from loyal provinces and swamp them under".
Hong sighs. Feng, unlike him, was born into a military family. They had been assured of a rice subsidy from the state each month for as long as they lived (9). He can not understand the desperation of a hungry belly sticking to one's back, the rage a father feels when he must order a girl child exposed because
her labor will never cover resources invested in her upbringing (10) and whatever surplus his fields produce are gathered by the tax farmers.
"Perhaps they felt others elsewhere would rebel as well. There have been more and more rebellions this past decade. And dynasties have been toppled by such rebellions in the past."
Feng hisses in fear, glancing sideways quickly to make sure they are alone. Hong's words are perilously close to suggesting the "signs preceding the fall of dynasties". Once he realizes they are alone he relaxes. "Well, this rebellion is over. Only the executions are left to be carried out. and then we can go back to Gunandong and our homes. I, for one have spent enough time in the stony fields of Guangxi".
Hong is silent and Feng realizes that, of course, he would not be joining the men in Guandong (11).
Guangxi province, Jiantan, September 3rd
A long line of bound men awaits Hong's attention the next day. Some had been wounded in battle with his troops. Others had been implicated in assaulting landlords or Tax collectors and had been identified by the survivors. The excecutioners are mercifully swift but mercilessley efficient. None of the assembled townspeople can doubt the evidence of the growing pile of heads- defiance of imperial rule is futile. Some of the executed threaten and scream defiance to the last, but most plead for mercy offering fantastic bribes for their lives. Some commanders would be tempted by those bribes- Hong is not which is why he has been assigned this duty.
One man stands out amongst the condemmed. He is old, as old as Hong's grandfather, and in spite of his predicament he carries himself with the same air of quiet self assurance. Hong lifts a hand when he approaches him, halting the executioner. "Why is this grandfather condemmed?"The surviving civil magistrate hands Hong a stack of papers. "This man was seen by his neighbors while burying this poison in his yard".
Hong quickly scans the clumsily drawn charcters. They are Tong propaganda calling for the overthrow of the Qing and the restoration of the Ming. He doubts that these leaflets had anything to do with the Rebellion. This was the work of starving peasants, not the fanatics of the Secret societies. Hong sighs. He has some discretion in carrying out the executions.
"Tell me grandfather. Do you even understand what these leaflets mean? From whom did you recieve them? Tell us and you may end your days in peace with your children."
The condemmend man hangs silently in his bonds. At first Hong fears he will reuse to speak. And when he does his words are less than pleasing. "My children are all dead. And I am xiucai (12) and a schoolmaster. It is I who wrote these words (13) and what they mean is that the time of Qing is ended. the signs preceding the fall of dynasties have arrived and the Qing have lost the Mandate of heaven."
The words hang silently in the village square and Hong feels his heart sink. There is but one way to wipe the effect of these words from the villagers. He raises his voice so that all may hear. "Let this man be spared... until all the other rebels are executed. Then, let him die by slow slicing (14)."
The old man keeps silent for far longer than Hong would have believed possible, forcing him to extend the torture beyond what he had planned. It is only two hours later that the executioner steps forward to end his pain. In the instant before his blade decapitates the old man Hong nearly lets out a startled cry. The face of the rebel is no longer that of the Guangxi scholar. It is that of his grandfather, Hong Guoyou.
As the Head of the Tong sympathizer is separated from his soldiers, a fountain of blood obscures Hong's vision for a moment. When it clears, the head has rolled to the edge of the assembled crowd, in front of a young boy with all too old eyes.
While the current version of the book of the sevenfold prophet claim other dates, it is in fact the locked gaze of Hong Huoxiou and young Shi Dakai** (15) which triggers the first definiative vision of the Man who would one day become known as Hong Xiuquan.
(1) He probably would have chosen a different name TTL. But I'll be damned if I can understand enough of what goes into these names to make an informed choice. So I'll stick to his old one.
(2) From what I can make out the force composition of Qing infantry formations at this time was about 60% Melee weapons, mostly pikemen and 40% gunners and bowmen. The pikemen surround the gunners to protect against Cavalry charges and the gunners pepper their opponents with Sort of like Europe during the 30 years war but much, much, less professional.
(3)
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Yao_people#Groups_and_languages Another rebellion largely undocumented by Westerners. Lasted for more than a year and left nearly a hundred thousand dead.
(4) OTL he was a glory hound leading from the front until the Taiping took Nanking. I suspect he would be the same TTL. This is sufficiently different from the standard Green standard officers to make him stand out and be sent to the hot spots.
(5) The Jurchens of the early Jin dynasty. The Manchu are their descendants. Sorta-Kinda.
(6) The arrival of new world crops to China was a curse in disguise. It allowed a massive demographic explosion as the hillsides became cultivatable- but the yield for acre and man-hour was lower and the loss of the upland forests led to massive flooding disasters and further improvished the lowlands who no longer had access to wood, animal protein and other forest products.
(7) Having "Proteksia" of litearati who can directly approach officials and "assist" them in tax collection, etc is one reason Chinese families are so desperate to get a family member through the imperial exams. Even if those who pass (less than 1% per annum) fail to win a posting (as 96% of them do) they still wield massive influence.
(8) The Cousin of Feng Xiaoping- and completely fictional. I'll use an asterix** to denote historical figures
(9) Massive drain on the state coffers. Supporting the Banner and Standard troops swallows 70% of the imperial revenue.
(10) Exposing female infants as a population control and resource management mechanism (in pre industrial revolution societies the economic output/food intake of women is much smaller than that of men) was common in almost every society prior to the spread of the Western Monotheistic religions. China is not unique in that.
(11) officials, except for the most junior ones are forbidden to serve in an official capacity in their home province. While Green standard troops are often sent across Provinicial boundaries (Especialy to avoid conflicts of loyalty when the troops need to supress their own neighbors) the fact that Hong is commanding Guandong troops is an anomaly caused by passing the exams and being attached to a Guandong Unit precisely when that unit had been sent to Guangxi to deal with a series of Rebellions.
(12) County level degree holder.
(13) A lie- he's protecting someone.
(14) AKA the death of a thousand cuts
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Death_of_a_thousand_cuts
(15)
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Shi_Dakai. Yes, I know, wildly unlikely. But the location is right and Shi Dakai is just too cool a character NOT to use. The 1836-1837 rebellion in Jiantan is OTL BTW and SHi Dakai's family seems to have been peripharially involved in it and they suffered for it though accounts differed (one reason for his hostility to the Qing). I'm not sure I'll make anything out of this scene other than, well, scenery, but I'm keeping it as an option.