[No System] + [farming] + [brothers united] + [stockpile grain before claiming the throne] + [rebellion and conquest]
After transmigrating into a chaotic age, Xu Ping became a farmer in a small northwestern village.
The local gentry oppressed the villagers, and the clansmen could never repay a lifetime's worth of rent. Staying in the village meant they had no hope of survival.
And with the Hu barbarians' cavalry sweeping through the land, fleeing as refugees was a sure path to death.
Chemical experiments were his trade, and researching firearms was his hobby.
Making gunpowder was no problem. Building guns and cannons in the workshops of Taiping Village was entirely possible.
He wiped out the bandits, then crushed the powerful Wang family. He seized their grain, occupied their houses, and divided up their land, allowing the poor to rise up and become their own masters.
Xu Ping's two older brothers were deeply uneasy.
“Little brother, if we keep doing this with the poor, won't we become rebels?”
“Second Brother, you're a legitimate military officer leading troops, and I'm a law-abiding citizen who pays taxes and grain. How can you call us rebels?”
The bandits were rebels, the wealthy landlords were rebels, and the Ma army were even bigger rebels. The man at the top didn't care whether ordinary people lived or died, so he was no different from a rebel.
In my eyes, anyone who oppresses the common people is a rebel.
The world belongs to the people, and the people are the foundation of the nation.
[Attention][Blessed immediately]
The male protagonist is like that loser