Three days later, Mu Lingyun went to the farmland with Steward Zhang to collect taxes and familiarize himself with the family industry, and Qiu Xiang accompanied him.

Along the way, I met many homeless people, all hungry and skinny, and emaciated.

Mu Lingyun was curious, and immediately asked a homeless person about the situation.

"This year's drought, we fled from other places, passed through 100,000 mountains, and were robbed by bandits, what a miserable thing, hey......" said an old man with a craggy skeleton, on crutches, sighing.

In the memory of his original owner, the bandits robbed the house, and in the early years, the three families of Wengcheng joined forces to kill the largest bandit alliance.

Nowadays, there are some small thieves running rampant below, but these little thieves dare not touch the property of the three families in Urn City.

The three families in Wengcheng often turn a blind eye to the following petty fights, as long as they don't harm their interests, they don't bother to care.

This year's drought, although there is plenty of rain in Wengcheng, it still can't escape the drought, but it's slightly better than other places.

Along the way, I saw patches of grain withered and yellow lodging, and the grains of the ears were small and sparse, which shrank by as much as half compared with the full and dense ears of grain in previous years.

Steward Zhang took out a leather whip from his waist, and Mu Lingyun didn't know why.

Steward Zhang explained: "Those Diao people are wild and untamable, and often use the excuse of tax cuts and tax evasion, this whip plays a deterrent effect, they are afraid of this, and if they don't give them a little color, they can go to the sky." ”

Steward Zhang shook the whip and snapped, today is the first time to bring the young master to collect taxes, you must behave beautifully, and you must not make mistakes.

The farmland was full of busy figures, and in the crowd not far away, a dark and thin old man walked.

This old man, according to Steward Zhang, is the representative of this large area of farmland, and his identity is the village chief of the nearby Yuanzhuang Village.

"Steward Zhang, this year's drought is not good, the harvest is not good, can you reduce some taxes, leave us poor people to eat, leave a way to live. The old village chief knelt on the ground, complained to Steward Zhang, and complained bitterly.

Steward Zhang saw that it was repaid, and he must not lose face in front of the young master today.

"Okay, you Diao Min, my Mu family is kind enough to plant land for you, you wolf-hearted things, you dare to bargain in front of the old man, look at the hard whip in my hand, or your hard mouth. ”

Steward Zhang said viciously, revealing his cruel nature.

"Stop, don't hit anyone. Mu Lingyun grabbed Steward Zhang's leather whip and said angrily.

"Young master, don't be deceived by the appearance of these Diao people, if you don't get beaten, they won't be honest, and untouchables are untouchables. Steward Zhang tried his best to persuade him.

"Uncle, please get up quickly. Mu Lingyun helped the village chief up and said in a good voice.

The old village chief looked confused, completely unable to understand what was going on in front of him.

"Young master, you can't be soft-hearted when collecting taxes, otherwise it will be difficult for the master to explain. Steward Zhang said with a sad face.

"Steward Zhang, I'll just collect this tax today, how do you usually collect it. Mu Lingyun asked.

"The tax collection ratio, our three Wengcheng families all collect eighty percent tax per acre of land. Steward Zhang replied.

"This year's drought will also yield eighty percent, those poor people can still have a way to live, today Ben is less in charge, exempt this year's taxes, and open warehouses to release grain, so that these poor people can survive this year's drought safely. Mu Lingyun said heroically.

"This rule cannot be abolished, the other two families want to make trouble, take the opportunity to find trouble, our Mu family can't start this, the master will never agree." Steward Zhang persuaded hard.

"Steward Zhang, you don't have to worry about this matter, the sky is falling and I will bear it, Ben Shao is cheap, if he is unhappy, just beat me to death, but today's matter, Ben Shao can't sit idly by. Mu Lingyun insisted on his own opinion.

"Hey, since the young master said so, I don't have anything to say about the old slave, go back and wait for the master to decide. Steward Zhang said helplessly.

"Uncle, I am the young master of the Mu family, today I represent the Mu family, exempt this year's taxes, and inform the villagers that three days later, the Mu family will open a warehouse to release grain. Mu Lingyun said righteously.

The old village chief was very happy when he heard this, but he still couldn't believe that the Mu family would be so kind, could it be something in this, the old village chief pondered.

"Old village chief, this is Young Master Mu, and today is the first time I have come to the farmland to investigate. Qiu Xiang saw that the old village chief was suspicious, and then spoke.

Mu Lingyun smashed Steward Zhang with his elbow, Steward Zhang's ugly face was deeply imprinted in the hearts of these poor people, and everyone knew his identity, so it was very important for him to speak.

"Diao Min, you are blind, this is the young master of the Mu family, don't you kowtow quickly to apologize, you dare to ignore Young Master Mu's words, you are an old birthday star hanged, do you think your life is long. Steward Zhang scolded angrily.

"Young Master Mu, I don't know if what you just said can be taken seriously, if it is true, on behalf of all the villagers, the old man will kowtow to you today to thank you. The old village chief said with ruddy eyes and teary eyes.

"This is true, uncle, you should put your heart in your stomach. Mu Lingyun said sincerely.

"Good man, really a good man, the old man kowtowed to you on behalf of all the villagers. The old village chief knelt on the ground and was about to kowtow.

Mu Lingyun hurriedly stepped forward to help, but unexpectedly, the old village chief resisted desperately and insisted on kowtowing, even if the emperor Lao'er came today, he couldn't stop him.

Mu Lingyun saw that the old village chief was so persistent, so he had to let go of his hand, the old village chief's head was like garlic, and his forehead was bleeding, but the old village chief was still smiling, looking very willing.

"Qiu Xiang, help the old man up. Mu Lingyun saw the blood on the forehead of the old village chief, and said unbearably.

Qiu Xiang stepped forward to help the old village chief up, but the old man was too stubborn and said nothing.

A living person, if he died in front of him, the scene would definitely be tragic enough, how could Mu Lingyun let this kind of thing happen.

"Uncle, if you don't get up yet, Young Master Ben will have to retract what he just said. Mu Lingyun said with a slightly angry face.

The old village chief, who was kowtowing fiercely, shook his body violently, raised his head, and looked at Mu Lingyun pitifully.

Qiu Xiang took the opportunity to drag the old village chief up, his entire forehead was blurred with blood, and blood was dripping continuously.

Mu Lingyun pulled his wide sleeves hard, tore out a strip of cloth, wiped the blood on the old village chief's forehead, and smeared the trauma medicine he carried with him.

"Uncle, the wound on your forehead has given you medicine, and it will get better soon, what Ben Shao said just now is true, and there is no falsehood. Mu Lingyun said with a kind smile.

"Ah......h

"Young Master Mu is really a good person who has been cultivated by the third generation, and he can't repay him for his old age, I only hope that Young Master Mu can live a long life, and his wishes will come true. The old village chief sincerely wished.

It took an hour for Mu Lingyun to inspect all the thousands of acres of farmland.

I met a number of peasant representatives, and the old village chief of Yuanzhuang just now said the same promise, and the big guys were grateful to him, and the excitement could not be expressed in words.

After the inspection, the poor people spontaneously organized themselves and sent Mu Lingyun off in the middle of the road.

A little girl with a red face ran in front of Mu Lingyun, stretched out her immature little hand, spread out her palm, and lay a milky white bird egg in the palm of her hand.

"Big brother, my family is poor, I don't have any gifts for you, this bird egg was picked up by my father from outside three days ago, I have always been reluctant to eat it, today I want to give it to you, please be sure to accept it." The little girl said with a sincere face.

The little girl's parents lowered their heads beside them, blaming themselves for not giving gifts, and at the same time hoping that Mu Lingyun would accept the egg.

Mu Lingyun took the bird's egg, and with a gentle pinch, a gap appeared, and a transparent juice like a clear spring flowed out, with a fragrance.

"Thank you little sister for the gift, then now please little sister close her eyes and open her mouth, the big brother also has something to give to the little sister." Mu Lingyun said in a kind tone.

"It's so delicious, ah, big brother, I'm sorry, I accidentally ate this bird's egg. ”

The little girl opened her eyes and realized that she had just eaten a bird's egg for her eldest brother, and she blamed herself very much.

"Little sister, if you eat it, the big brother will be happy, otherwise the big brother will be angry. Mu Lingyun pretended to be a little angry.

The little girl was very smart and immediately understood the meaning of Mu Lingyun's words.

"Thanks, big brother. The little girl, her eyes moistened, said.

At the end of the inspection, Mu Lingyun returned from another way of life in the farmland, and Steward Zhang led the way in front, sighing all the time, and then shaking his head from side to side.

Mu Lingyun was angry when he saw his fierce appearance just now, and he didn't bother to pay attention to him at this time.

A noisy sound came into his ears, and Mu Lingyun turned his head to see a group of people rushing from another fork in the road, all with angry faces, holding polished shiny farm tools.

"Steward Zhang, go and ask what happened. Mu Lingyun commanded.

Steward Zhang nodded in agreement, holding a leather whip in his hand in front of the group of people, and suddenly flicked the leather whip, and those people were so frightened that they stopped.

Steward Zhang is also a good hand at the seventh layer of the day after tomorrow, plus he is in this ten miles and eight villages, and everyone knows his identity, which is naturally very deterrent.

"You people want to rebel. Steward Zhang said bluffingly.

"Back to Steward Zhang, yesterday some women, cattle, sheep, and property in our Zhangzhuang Village were robbed by thieves, and they informed the City Lord's Mansion of the matter, but there was no movement for a long time. ”

"We were worried that women would be harmed by bandits, so we organized ourselves to go to the bandits to save people. A leading tower man explained.

"A bunch of nonsense......" Steward Zhang scolded as soon as he opened his mouth.

Just as he was about to use the whip to beat someone, Mu Lingyun took two steps and blocked in front of Steward Zhang, making him dumbfounded.

"Ahem, Steward Zhang, you introduce the identity of Ben Shao to these villagers. Mu Lingyun commanded.

"Open your dog's eyes, you can see clearly, this is the young master of the Mu family, don't apologize quickly. Steward Zhang scolded angrily in an official tone.

"It turned out to be Young Master Mu, we don't know Mount Tai with our eyes, and we hope that Young Master Mu will forgive us. A group of people bowed and said very respectfully.

"You don't have to be polite, whether what you just said is true, those bandits dare to be so rampant. Mu Lingyun said angrily.

"This gang of thieves is on the Jiming Mountain in front, yesterday the strength of our village was working in the fields, so that the gang of bandits had a chance, and the group of bandits was attracted by Hu Banxian. A thin black man with a scythe said.

"Why is Hu Banxian so familiar, by the way, are you talking about Hu Banxian who set up a fortune telling stall in the bazaar? Mu Lingyun asked.

"It's him, it's him, it's him, the people of our village, Hu Banxian, who is born Hu Gangfeng, is idle all day long, abducted and cheated, and now he has gone up the mountain to be a master, so it's not beautiful. A dwarf winter melon carrying an axe said through gritted teeth.

Mu Lingyun suddenly remembered that the cause of his death in the memory of the original owner was very related to this Hu Banxian, and it turned out to be a rat who had been abducted and deceived.

"Young Master Ben joined your team and went to suppress the bandits and save people, that Hu Banxian has a grudge against Ben Shao, and Ben Shao must catch it with a thousand knives. Mu Lingyun said hatefully.

"Great, with Young Master Mu joining, that group of thieves will definitely let people go, thank you Young Master Mu. Everyone bowed down again to thank Mu Lingyun.

"No, Young Master Mu, you are the future heir of the shogunate, and you must not risk your life. Steward Zhang said obstructively.

"Do you know the strength of those bandits in Jiming Mountain? Mu Lingyun asked.

"I heard that their mountain king is a master of the fourth layer of the day after tomorrow, and there are two generals, they are the second layer of the day after tomorrow, and that Hu Banxian is the first layer of the day after tomorrow. The man in the lead said.

Qiu Xiang is an acquired fifth-layer expert, and with her by her side, this trip will definitely go smoothly.

Originally, he wanted to take Steward Zhang there, his skills were higher, but now that he knew the strength of the bandits, he didn't need to let Steward Zhang go.

Steward Zhang is a bureaucratic person, Mu Lingyun is very unaccustomed to it, since he is not needed, there is no need to take him there.

"With the old slave charging in front, those thieves don't want to hurt the young master. Steward Zhang said domineeringly.

"The strength of those bandits is not high, Steward Zhang, you can go back to the shogunate for the time being, and Qiu Xiang can accompany Ben Shao there. Mu Lingyun said calmly.

"But, young master...... Well, since the young master has decided, then the old slave will go back first. ”

Steward Zhang knew that he couldn't change Mu Lingyun's mind, so he had to leave in a huff.

Since the young master of his own family recovered from his illness, it seems that he has changed his sex, but he used to be respectful in front of him, but now his temperament makes him elusive.