Although Qu Shiyun is not from a peasant family, he has studied in Nanzhili since he was a child, not to mention that he has served as a county magistrate in Yongfeng, Jiangxi Province for more than seven years, and he has been sympathetic to the people and has gone deep into the countryside, but he has a lot to understand these people. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Therefore, this old man called him a showman, but he was not annoyed, because in the eyes of these poor people, a showman is a master-level character, and they are all Wenqu stars!

As for Qu Shiyun to continue by himself, although this old man does not know the identity of Qu Shiyun, but with many years of experience, in his opinion, this person is by no means an idle person, and this person is humble, but he can talk about it freely.

"Are you saying that all the people in this village have fled the famine?"

When he heard the old man's words, Qu Shiyun frowned slightly.

"Yes, the taxes of the imperial court have been heavy in recent years, and the urging of the yamen has been tight, and the young and strong people have dragged their families and fled from the famine, leaving only us who are old and frail, so we have to wait for death here, who would have thought that the government would have spread the taxes of those who fled the famine to us old guys who were going to die, and the fields cultivated for the landlord every year were originally partly rented, and this apportionment was all gone, and the villagers had no choice but to go up the mountain to pick some wild vegetables, Just because most of the mountains and forests in the village are contracted by large landlords, we can only pick them at the bottom of the mountain, and these wild vegetables have been almost gone! ”

Speaking of this time, the old man was a little numb, and the corners of his eyes were a little dry, perhaps the muddy tears over the years had been drained.

Hearing this, Qu Shiyun frowned a little, but asked after a while.

"Old man, now there is news in Luoyang City, saying that the farms of King Fu and other princes will be returned to the state, and some of them will be distributed to the people for cultivation, have you heard?"

For what Qu Shiyun said, the old man shook his head.

"I'm waiting for this place, it's very remote, and the little old man can't read words, but there is a notice, and it's not clear!"

For what the old man said, Qu Shiyun remembered it in his heart, and after a moment of aftertaste, Qu Shiyun said again.

"Old man, I heard that this time the imperial court sent a big man to implement the reform of the law, this land leased by the state, that is the first year of no tax, the second year to pay three miles per mu, the third year to pay six cents per mu, and then no more taxes, and the yamen is also responsible for providing cattle and good seeds to the farmers who rent the land, I don't know what the old man thinks about this?"

When he was in Beijing, the emperor took the lead in formulating land reform matters in Henan and Shanxi, but Qu Shiyun was present.

In addition, along the way, all the notices posted everywhere were issued by Luoyang, and Qu Shiyun naturally knew about it.

As for the opinion of the old peasants, it is because in Qu Shiyun's view, the key to changing the law depends on whether the people are suitable or not, and the key to whether the people are suitable or not lies in what these rural people see.

But he said that when he heard what Qu Shiyun said, a happy color flashed in the corner of the old man's eyes, and Qu Shiyun naturally saw it clearly.

"Xiucai, what you said is true?"

At this moment, the old man's face is full of incredulity, no tax in the first year, three cents per mu in the next year, six cents per mu in the second year, and never add to it, during which the yamen is to provide the genus of cultivating cattle, for the old man, these said, it is unheard of.

If you know, it is a tax of nine cents per mu, and because of the apportionment over the years, the tax per mu is not only nine cents, if not, it will not be reduced to living only on wild vegetables every day!

It's just that after a moment of joy, the old man is a little frowning.

Seeing this, Qu Shiyun was a little curious.

"Is there anything unspeakable for the old man?"

When Qu Shiyun asked again, the old man sighed and said.

"Xiucai, don't you know, the policy given by this yamen is good, but how can we, in these poor and remote places, find such good things, not to mention, the old man is also old, and the old woman in the family is not in good health, otherwise he will never wait for death here!"

What the old man said, Qu Shiyun also understood it.

Although the reform is good, it is limited after all, but it is difficult to popularize, especially for those in remote areas, or those who are old and infirm, and it is impossible to leave their homes.

So what should be done here, but for a while, Qu Shiyun also fell into deep thought.

Midnight.

The black smoke from the dilapidated pine oil lamp made Qu Shiyun a little unable to open his eyes, but at this moment, Qu Shiyun was still lying on the dilapidated desk, writing hard.

But he saw everything he saw and heard during the day, and carefully considered it, and listed all the entries for backup.

"The greed of the officials, the scattering of the people, the taxation of the tenants, and the apportionment of the tenants, and thus the repetition of the tenants, are the root of the evils, and it seems that it is the ...... to rectify the lawlessness of the officials in the two places first, and then to recall the displaced people for farming."

Under the oil lamp, Qu Shiyun was chanting repeatedly.

Stop, hold, stop, and hold again......

The cycle goes on and on, until it is too drowsy, and then I pack up my pen and ink and want to rest. However, at this moment, there was a sudden rush of crashing sound outside the door, followed by a burst of barking dogs.

"Sir, what is this?"

For this sudden movement, the little maid was also awakened from his sleep, but asked Qu Shiyun on the side.

"Shhh

At this moment, Qu Shiyun was in a state of spirit, but seeing this, the little guy stopped talking, pricked up his ears, and began to listen.

At this moment, the old man broke in in a little panic, and said with some eagerness.

"Xiucai, but the officials of the yamen came to collect the taxes, so it's better for Xiucai to avoid it!"

Hearing this, Qu Shiyun frowned a little, but said in a low voice.

"I don't know what kind of tax is called here, and I waited for the old man to stay at the old man's house overnight, why was the old man so panicked."

When faced with what Qu Shiyun said, the old man was the way.

"Xiucai doesn't know, in this township, it is the yamen who says that if you pay taxes, you will pay taxes, as for why Xiao Lao'er is worried that Xiucai is here, but it is because this yamen has a traveler's tax provision, if the officials find out that Xiucai is here in Xiao Lao'er, not only will the little old man be unable to escape taxes, but Xiucai You are afraid of a disaster!"

"How can there be such a black conscience, where is the reason!"

But after hearing what the old man said, he didn't wait for Qu Shiyun to react, but the little guy started the case.

It's just that when he saw the ensuing angry gaze of his master, he immediately closed his mouth.

"Don't be anxious, old man, but let's see!"

After that, Qu Shiyun put on his clothes and wanted to go out to see what was going on, but at this moment, a sudden 'squeak' sound, followed by a 'plop', the already broken wooden door could no longer withstand such a bump, but it fell to the ground with a bang, tossing a puff of dust!

"Ahem, Li Lao'er, I heard that there are guests in your house."