"Daddy, how's it going? Can the imperial court exempt us from taxes?"

A middle-aged woman asks a depressed middle-aged man in Shaanxi dialect.

The middle-aged man just raised his head slightly, glanced at the woman, and sighed softly. When the woman saw the middle-aged man's appearance, her eyes couldn't help but turn red instantly.

"How can we live this?" said and began to cry loudly.

Seeing the woman like this, the middle-aged man wanted to stretch out his hand to comfort and comfort him, but in the end he put down his hand weakly and walked out of the room with a sigh.

"Oh my God, it's raining on you."

After the middle-aged man walked out of the room, he looked up at the clear sky, and his voice trembled a little.

"Brother Xiangzi, the village chief asked me to tell you, let you bring your things, hurry up to the entrance of the village to assemble, we invited the gods to ask for rain."

A dusty young man came running from not far away, and when he saw the middle-aged man standing in place looking at the sky, he couldn't help but shout.

"Alas, here it comes".

As he spoke, he turned around and returned to his room, put the few handfuls of food left in his pocket, and hurried towards the entrance of the village.

At this time, hundreds of people had already gathered at the entrance of the village, and in front of the common people, there was a long table wrapped in yellow cloth, on which some food was placed, and a man in a yellow robe was fiddling with something in front of the table.

At this time, an old man with white hair walked out of the crowd and walked in front of the yellow-robed man.

"Shangxian, all the people in our village have arrived, do you think we can start?"

The yellow-robed man looked around and nodded at the white-haired old man.

"This time I am going to invite Taishang Laojun, you must sincerely worship with respect, there can be no distractions in your heart, otherwise you will not be able to ask for rain."

Seeing that the crowd all nodded in understanding, the yellow-robed man turned around and picked up a stack of yellow blessings from the table.

Seeing this, the crowd around also knelt on the ground, not even daring to raise their heads.

A mysterious and strange spell was slowly recited in the mouth of the yellow-robed man, and when the yellow-robed man shouted that Taishang Laojun was as anxious as a law, he saw that the yellow blessing in the hand of the yellow-robed man suddenly burned.

"Ahh

At this time, the person in the yellow robe suddenly writhed, and the expression on his face instantly became hideous, as if he had suffered a lot of pain, he suddenly fell to the ground, his eyes were closed, and the two rows of teeth kept rubbing, and the squeaking sound made everyone feel a little disgusted.

The time lasted for about 10 minutes, and the face of the yellow-robed man was already soaked with sweat.

Suddenly, the yellow-robed man opened his eyes, supported the ground with one hand, and bounced directly, and then breathed a deep sigh of relief.

"I have just spoken to Taishang Laojun, and Taishang Laojun said that it will rain in three days."

The yellow-robed man said breathlessly.

The villagers who fell to their knees couldn't help but smile happily when they heard the yellow-robed man say this. The white-haired old man on the side trembled and took out a string of copper coins from his arms and handed it to the yellow-robed man.

After the yellow-robed man took the copper coin, he directly put it into his arms. Looking at the people who were still kneeling on the ground, their faces full of joy, there was a sigh in their eyes.

Turning around, he looked at the offerings on the table again, and took a deep breath.

"These foods were originally reserved for Taishang Laojun to eat, and you will not be blessed to enjoy them at all. It's just that Lao Jun saw that the people of the world were suffering from this, so he specially told me to give you food to eat."

The villagers who knelt on the ground were even more happy to hear the yellow-robed man say this, and they knelt on the ground again one by one, shouting Taishang Laojun.

According to the villagers' thoughts, these foods are to be given to Taishang Laojun, and they will not be blessed at all. I didn't expect Taishang Laojun to let him leave the food for them, which made this group of villagers who had been hungry for a long time excited.

"Everyone is quiet and quiet, don't be like this, this is the food given by Taishang Laojun, it is immortal, everyone is lined up, everyone is practical, and a little blessed."

The white-haired old man shouted loudly, but he was already hungry, but his voice was not so loud, but the villagers could also hear his words, and they all lined up honestly.

The yellow-robed man left, and the villagers also turned around and left one by one, returning to their respective homes. The sky is full of joy waiting for the rainy day in three days, and some villagers even have their pots and pans ready for the long time to be empty, wanting to pick up a little rain for backup.

The three days passed quickly, but the rain that the villagers were looking forward to did not come, but waited for the tax collectors.

"Old man, pay this year's tax quickly, otherwise you will have good fruit to eat."

Several people in official uniforms were standing beside the white-haired old man with unhappy expressions, pointing at the white-haired old man with a lofty attitude.

The white-haired old man could only reply in a low voice, not daring to have any dissatisfied expression.

On the fourth day, the people of the village looked at the cloudless sky and wept bitterly, and they did not ask for rain.

At the same time, there were more than a dozen young men gathered at the entrance of the village, including the person known as Brother Xiangzi.

"Brother Xiangzi, Taishang Laojun won't help us anymore, here you are the smartest, what are you doing, tell me what we should do, those adults are about to come to collect taxes."

"Yes, yes, Brother Xiangzi, tell me what to do."

When the rest of the people saw this, they also asked in unison.

"Wait until the group of dog officials come over to collect taxes......".

The person known as Brother Xiangzi said half a sentence in a gloomy tone, and then lightly stroked it with his hand on the side of his neck.

Everyone naturally knew what that comparison represented, and they all looked at the middle-aged man in shock.

"Xiang, Brother Xiangzi. Kill, kill them, we won't survive."

The person who asked the middle-aged man at first stammered at him.

"If there is a big drought today, we have no food to use, but they are desperately forcing us to pay taxes, and they don't plan to give us a way to live.

"Anyway, rebellion is death or rebellion, it's better to rebel and fight, maybe we can also be an emperor."

The middle-aged man seemed to have let go, and he was directly arrogant, talking about rebellion, which was a big crime for the feudal society to exterminate the nine clans.

"Brother Xiangzi, I don't dare." A man sitting around lowered his head uneasily, and said in despair.

"Li Gouzi, you are still not a man, think about your mother-in-law."

The person called Brother Xiangzi stared viciously at the person who had just spoken, put his hands on his shoulders and shook him vigorously a few times.

"the Flower".

Li Gouzi's tone of voice was a little choked, as if he remembered something sad, and then the look on his face became hungry.

"Brother Xiangzi, if I fuck you, I'll make a fucking rebellion."

"What about you? Do you want to be like Li Gouzi's mother-in-law in the end?"

Li Gouzi's mother-in-law, everyone is a village, naturally knows, it was starved to death, how painful it was when he died, and after he died, everyone went to help, and when he was buried, the weight was less than 30 catties, and only skin and bones were left on his body.

"Brother Xiangzi, let's listen to you, let's do it."