In the sweltering heat, the downpour pours down from the dark clouds, showing a kind of "water from the Yellow River coming from the sky", enveloping the whole earth in a rain curtain.

"It's raining, run!"

A group of people ran towards a ruined mountain temple in the face of this sudden heavy rainstorm, while a child shouted as they ran.

The ruined temple has a plaque with illegible handwriting, and inside sits a statue of a mountain god with a cracked face, and a lot of cobwebs on the roof of the mountain god. In this thunderstormy weather, the idol looks very hideous.

"What the hell weather!"

The gang of homeless people ran here to hide from the rain, and a sturdy man took off his tattered coat, shook off the water stains on his clothes, and looked up at the rain curtain outside and complained.

The crackling rain was constantly hitting the rooftops, and not only was it leaking everywhere, but it was also ringing endlessly, and it was inevitable that people would feel bored for a while.

When a thunderclap was heard, a little girl was so frightened that she cried loudly, and the woman seemed to feel sorry for her daughter, but she held her in her arms and kept comforting her.

A little old man found dry wood in the corner of the wall, lit a fire in the driest hall of the Buddha statue, and built a circular stone wall to prevent the fire from spreading.

The gang had quietly separated from each other to get busy, and the two groups had already happened to come here to take shelter from the rain, and the rain had caused them to intersect.

"Little brother, don't waste that energy, sit down and bake the fire together!" A little old man who lit a fire looked at the man who wrung out his clothes and was about to find a place to make a fire, so he greeted him in a northern Ganbei accent.

The sturdy man sat over to roast the fire and clothes, and asked suspiciously: "Listen to your accent, it should be from northern Jiangxi?" Why did you end up here? ”

"Isn't it the way of the world that makes trouble? Originally, we only needed to pay land tax and some miscellaneous taxes to the imperial court, so we could still have a way to live, but the imperial court was engaged in additional levies and distributions every year, and this field did not dare to be planted! The little old man broke a piece of firewood, but it was a big pour of bitter water.

When the sturdy man heard this reason, he asked suspiciously: "Didn't everyone say that after Elder Xu Ge came to power, he cut a lot of miscellaneous taxes for our people?" In order to be sympathetic to the people, even if the bandits in Sheephorn Mountain are rampant, Xu Ge Lao did not order a clean-up, for fear of increasing our burden. ”

"Although this move seems to be better, it has hurt the people in the area of Giethoorn Mountain, and this is not what our people want to see! If Xu Ge is really capable, then we should pay less miscellaneous taxes, and the imperial court can also help our people eliminate bandits! The little old man threw a piece of wood into the fire, and in the midst of the flames, his eyes floated with a hint of longing.

Although he also knew that this was an unrealistic luxury, he really felt that the current Shoufu Xu Jiejie was not good enough, and he always felt that the real good Shoufu could take care of these two points.

The sturdy man was roasting his clothes on the fire, but he replied bitterly: "If you can pay less than the additional levies and levies, life will be better than in previous years, right?" ”

"Huh...... What about cutting a little? Compared with Yan Song, it is actually not fifty steps and a hundred steps! Hai Qingtian said: The world has not yet been calmed, and it is just before Song Song. Although it is better than the Yan Song period, this world is far inferior to the period of Emperor Wen of the Han Dynasty, but it still does not give us a way to live, otherwise how can we leave our hometown to find a way to live? The little old man thought about his situation and said bitterly.

When the sturdy man heard the last sentence, he knew that these people must have been forced to a dead end by the imperial court's levy and faction, otherwise they would not have left their hometown easily.

After feeling the pain of the other party, he sighed helplessly, and said generously: "We have beaten two rabbits, and we will give you half of them later!" ”

"That'...... You're welcome! The little old man's eyes lit up slightly, but he responded happily.

There are more than ten people here, and the two rabbits naturally can't fill their stomachs, but in this era, ordinary people can't have a full meal, let alone homeless people who have left their hometowns.

The skinned rabbit was quickly placed on the fire, and the little old man took the initiative to take over the roasting work, and at the same time inquired: "You are rich in southern Gansu, although this Yuanzhou Mansion is next to northern Jiangxi, but the fields are not bad, why do you also have to leave your hometown?" ”

When he heard these words, the people behind the strong man all showed bitterness.

The sturdy man sighed heavily, then looked up at the other party and said, "Yan Shifan was beheaded by the imperial court, and Yan's house was raided, you should know, right?" ”

"No one in the world knows about this, but this ...... What does it have to do with your uprooting? The little old man stopped turning and roasted, but asked suspiciously.

Yan Shifan was beheaded, and Yan's house was raided, which is a good talking point. It's just that the object of this is the Yan Mansion, which was once looked up to by hundreds of millions of people, but it has nothing to do with ordinary people.

The sturdy man put the half-dried clothes on his knees, and said bitterly: "This is the Yan family, but it has affected hundreds of families, and we are the ones who have been affected!" ”

"What do you mean by that?" The little old man raised his head slightly, looking even more puzzled.

The sturdy man put on his clothes and said seriously: "Due to the low interest rate of the Yan family, many of us have borrowed from the Yan family over the years, and every payment has a written note!" The imperial court ordered the seizure of the Yan Mansion, and also obtained a batch of IOUs of more than 100,000 yuan from the Yan Mansion, which was to recover from us. This Qin Chacheng Shoujie is Xu Jie's protégé, and Li Yinshi, the prefect of Yuanzhou, is also Xu Jie's protégé, these two high-ranking and powerful adults don't give us any room for tolerance at all, but they have to ask our group of borrowers to repay the money we owe. If it weren't for the fact that he was so poor that he couldn't open the pot, who would have borrowed usury from the Yan family? This time we were forced like this, we couldn't drag it out, and we had to sneak out! ”

"Hey...... You say that we have fallen to the field today, who is to blame for this? The little old man saw what happened to the other party, and asked bitterly.

The sturdy man didn't know whether to blame Yan Song or blame Xu Jie, but he turned his head to look at the sky outside like a dark night and said, "I blame this world!" ”

Bang......

As soon as the words fell, a bolt of lightning struck the big tree in front of the temple, and everyone looked at the big tree with lingering fears.

It's just that what they didn't notice was. Under the table in front of the Buddha and the Buddha, an old man with pale hair poked out of his head, his hair was disheveled, and he was dressed in a dirty, torn shirt, but his cloudy eyes were staring intently at the fragrant rabbit on the fire.