People have a trait, that is, they remember to eat or not to fight, Liang Chuan viciously cleaned up the young adults in the three villages, because of the problem of getting water, the beaten people have lingering palpitations about Liang Chuan, but most people forget it quickly, because it is not a head-on conflict with Liang Chuan, they follow the trend to commit crimes, others have run away, and they will not be charged, and over time, although it is rumored that Liang Chuan fought very fiercely, but it will still be forgotten.

But when most of the people from the three villages came to Liang Chuan's house to buy rice, they knew that this person was good. Liang Chuan does not rely on this to do business, someone came to the door obviously because the rice price of Liang Chuan's family is cheap, in fact, the rice in his own house is enough, with bad intentions, in this case, He Baozheng asked Liang Chuan, and he will definitely not sell it to them.

Liang Chuan has become the leading celebrity on the north bank of Nanxi. The North Shore has never had any big names, notoriously poor places, and the rich people have avoided this place. Now they are a little surprised, this person who is regarded as a guest even by the magistrate of the county, and various legends about him are circulating in the four villages.

The flood caused losses to the other three villages, so that the people of He Lu were deeply touched, they witnessed this tragic situation with their own eyes, after entering September, the rain finally became much lighter, occasionally some good weather, the three villages because of the flash flood many people died.

When it rains, there is no way to go out of the funeral, as soon as the rain stops, even if it is cloudy, people take advantage of God's grace to quickly move the body out, roll the straw mat, or bury the coffin that has been prepared at home for a long time, otherwise it will rot, and then it will be a plague.

Some families were all dead, and at that time, it was common to see a puff of smoke rising from the three villages for no apparent reason, and then a strange smell would waft over. Don't think he's holding a barbecue or something, people will tell their children that this is a dead person in their village, and the body is being burned.

It is precisely because they have prepared in advance that these tragedies have nothing to do with them, and many of them will also sell the extra rice they bought to the villagers of the three villages, because Liang Chuan had already told them that if they buy more rice, they will have enough for themselves, and the rest will be able to make money.

People's happiness is compared, they can sleep peacefully at home, the rice in the rice jar is full, they don't have to worry about how long this rain will last, and they will not grieve the death of their loved ones, even if it only rains once, the crops in the field are still intact. And then every day I watched people from other villages crying and coming to them to beg with sad faces, this is happiness.

In September, the rain in Xinghua has been much lighter, although the water in Nanxi is still like a bamboo, brutally washing away the ruins of the Shima Bridge, this historic stone bridge now has only two piers left, the bridge deck has disappeared.

This stone bridge is the only way out to Fengshan and Xinghua, there is no bridge to connect the two places, to go around a big circle, first go to Xiayuan and then go around from the upper reaches of Nanxi, and then catch the mountain behind He Lu, and then to four villages, this road is far and difficult.

Substitutes soon appeared, and an improvised bridge was soon erected over the South Stream. This bridge is a simple pontoon bridge built with wooden planks, tied up with bamboo rafts and floating on the water as a bridge pier, and heavy objects cannot be crossed, so you can only walk horses at most.

The villagers of the four villages saw that the pontoon bridge was erected, and no one was happy on their faces, Liang Chuan also ran to see the bridge, and the people walked up and shook it badly, if the water was rising, they must not leave, it was too dangerous, and it was all gone when they fell into the water.

The people of the four villages watched with admiration as the craftsmen of Xinghua County built the bridge, and Liang Chuan was very happy, because he saw that the other villagers seemed to be reluctant to build the bridge. He Baozheng is like a roundworm in Liang Chuan's stomach, and at a glance, he knows that Liang Chuan is going to ask why.

The two of them stood on the edge of the South Stream, with dense clouds under their heads, and the wind by the stream was already a little cool, not cold, but cold. He Baozheng explained: "Do you know why these villagers are so active in building bridges when they don't see them when they are in a disaster? ”

Liang Chuan's head shook like a wave drum, "I really don't know about this." ”

He Baozheng said with disdain on his face: "Now that the autumn tax is going to be collected, they will be so active, they can't cross without a bridge, the villagers have no harvest in the fields this year, they can't eat, where is the money to hand over to them, so they would rather this bridge break, these blood-sucking beasts can't get by!" ”

Tax! Liang Chuan lived in the era of the later generations when all taxes were paid before the wages were paid in his hands, and he automatically paid them when he bought goods, and he could say that his sense of existence in life was very low, but now it is completely different. The land in the world belongs to the emperor alone, and if you plant his land, you have to pay taxes to him, and no one can run away, except for the monks, because it is for the Buddha.

Liang Chuan smiled wryly, no wonder these people were so positive. It's like withdrawing money at an ATM, the card is swallowed, and you are so worried that you can't leave an inch, who knows if someone will come over and use your card to withdraw money. Call someone from the bank to do the maintenance, they can delay until working hours and then do the maintenance, but if you call them in the middle of the night and tell them that the ATM is throwing out money, there will definitely be a staff member within three minutes.

Disaster relief costs money and food, where do they have the time to care about the life and death of these poor people, but tax collection is different, the tax is not as good as their oil and water, and they have to be scolded by their superiors, a reason.

"Didn't I say that in this year of floods and droughts, the peasants' grain harvest will be lost, and the court will be open to exempt some or all of the taxes, am I mistaken?" Liang Chuan remembered that according to the order of ten points of loss of land and property of more than four points, free of rent and loss of six rent-free and loss of more than seven points of service exemption, not according to this standard reduction or payment of taxes is an illegal act, the court must be sanctioned, the minimum sentence for officials who violate the law is 70 strokes of the cane, the heaviest sentence can be three years in prison, the lightest punishment for the illegal behavior of taxpayers is 30 canes, the most sentence is one year, is the history book deceitful?

He Bao sighed and said, "If all the decrees of the court can be implemented fairly, the lives of the people will not be so difficult. You see, these villages have less than two cents of their land in the fields this year, but when the season arrives in the county, the grain tax will still be collected according to ten ten, who dares to say a word? Not paying it is a big crime to kill the head, you can't win where you sue, this is the money and food in the pockets of the official, robbing the official's money and then suing the official, who dares to come out in the world? ”

"I'm afraid that the policy is still the same, but these tax collectors are greedy for ink!"

"Do you have a way to deal with them?" He Baozheng puffed up.

In this era when there is no surveillance and no image and video data, all the evidence is either in black and white, or all based on a mouth, there are many loopholes, black can be made white, this is the truth, if these tax collectors say that you have a very good harvest in the field, no matter how you quibble, it is in vain, the status of the two sides is unequal, and the advantage of public power is too great.

"Then you just obediently hand over the food? Are they left to the slaughter? Liang Chuan couldn't believe it, "If you make a big deal and go up and down to verify, won't the matter be solved?" ”

He Baozheng was puzzled: "Why is it so big?" ”

Liang Chuan blurted out: "Expose the rod, it's against the damn!" Liang Chuan said it as casually as eating and drinking, and it didn't seem like a joke, which made people listen to the illusion of doing what they said.

He Baozheng's face was so frightened that his face was like dirt, his legs were weak, and he almost knelt down. Twisted his head a few times quickly, looked at no one around, and at the same time reached out to cover Liang Chuan's mouth, confirming that there was no third person around, and slowly put his hand down. As soon as the hand was put down, a heart was also put down, and when he came back to his senses, he raised his hand again and slapped the back of Liang Chuan's head!

This was a real beating, which made Liang Chuan's head hurt, and he bared his teeth and said, "Why are you beating me?" ”

"You dare to ask me why I hit you!" He Baozheng said angrily, he used to think that this kid was quite sensible, why is it that today is like falling into the evil spirit, can things be eaten indiscriminately, and words can be spoken indiscriminately?

"Isn't it?" Liang Chuan said unconvinced.

"If there is a third person next to us today, he listens to it and sues the official, both of us will be killed, it doesn't matter if you die, our wives and daughters will be sold to the kiln, do you say you should be beaten!"

He Baozheng is telling the truth, some words in this era are forever forbidden areas, absolutely not to talk nonsense, this kind of terrifying atmosphere is not too much than a certain era of our new China, the word rebellion is an absolute forbidden area that can not even be thought of, unless you are tired of thinking about how to rebel, otherwise once caught, the end will be extremely tragic.

Liang Chuan is still living in that era of freedom of speech, he has watched the Water Margin too many times, and the idea of being unhappy and turning his mother against his mother has been deeply imprinted in his mind. To be honest, Liang Chuan is just addicted to fighting mouth guns, is it the other way around? It's good that it's so easy, Liangshan's one hundred and eight first-class awesome characters, either they are good at fighting, or they are powerful in their means, and they also make a small wave, so that Liang Chuan, a small clerk who will not be in the stream in the future, can create this rebellion of the Great Song Dynasty? Liang Chuan himself didn't believe it.

These officials and soldiers may be afraid to pee their pants when dealing with the Khitans and party members, but let them pick up knives and guns and aim at these ordinary people who can only hold hoes and farm the land, and they will be able to fill the chicken blood in minutes, and become invincible gods of war one by one, so that the common people can experience what it means to block the car with a mantis arm and what it means to regret coming to this world.

"I see that you are used to living a good life, and you are starting to think about things that you shouldn't think, let's take care of your own life first, you must have had a hard time in the past, and you forgot it so quickly? It is not easy for the children of poor families to turn over, so we must cherish the current life, those unrealistic things should not come from our mouths, this time I will not talk to you anymore, but you have to remember, you have to control your happiness, think about it for Yiniang and those girls who live on you. ”