The warden disliked the townspeople being too close to the high platform, which affected his majesty, and waved his hand.

Immediately, he swung his scabbard and beat the townspeople in front of him, dividing a large open space.

"Silence!"

The warden coughed dryly, signaled quiet, put on the posture of an official master, and said loudly: "The empire wants to use troops against the Tatars in the north, and it has decided to levy a military tax. Each family produced a young and strong man, brought his own grain and grass, and transported it to the battlefield of the Northern Empire. ”

Before his voice fell, the townspeople of Shangyun Town were in an uproar, expressing strong dissatisfaction and angry scolding.

"Pity our family is just an adult man, lack of young and strong men, who will do the farm work at home! This is not a way for our old grandson to live! ”

"What to do with spring ploughing next year, no one is working! If this continues, the whole family will starve to death! ”

"These old men of the government are trying to force us to death!"

The townspeople, who did not need guidance at all, and who had not yet recovered from the locust plague, and then had no way out of the drought and famine, instantly boiled with resentment.

Although the drought is relentless, how can it compare to the harsh taxes imposed by local officials?

For a time, the resentment in the hearts of thousands of Shangyun townspeople, like the burning weeds on the grassland, spread and writhed wildly, with twisted and hideous faces on their faces. The wardens and catchers obviously did not expect such a strong reaction from the townspeople, who had always been weak, and hurriedly scolded and scolded them, which suppressed the commotion.

The team of officers and soldiers of the county battalion in armor and armed with knives played a deterrent role.

There was no one to instigate and lead this loose group of townspeople, and these spontaneous boycotts alone would not lead to disorganized behavior. But Rao was so, and the angry faces of the townspeople frightened the warden.

Yang Qi did not immediately provoke them completely, he knew that the official master would take a step forward on the road to death.

This commotion is just the beginning, and the excitement is yet to come.

Quiet!

The officers and soldiers of the county battalion used scabbards to beat the noisy townspeople, and it took a while for the surrounding townspeople to be completely quiet.

The warden didn't expect the untouchables to be so emotional, and there were faint signs of rebellion against him, but he bullied the weak people, and he didn't think that the townspeople would rebel.

A trace of ruthlessness flashed in the warden's eyes, and he shouted nonchalantly: "On the northern Tatar battlefield, not only must each family produce a young and strong man, who needs to bring his own grain and grass, transport the grain to the north within two months, and serve as a husband, and only after the war can he return to his hometown." ”

"Those who dare to disobey, slash!

"If it doesn't come by the expiration date, cut it!

"Those who can't be transported to the north on time, behead!"

Three slashes in a row, bloody shocked the people of Shangyun Town, some people couldn't believe their ears, thinking that they heard it wrong, after finding the person next to them to confirm, some people howled and cried, and the voice was sad and moving. Some people's eyes were black, and they actually fainted, causing a commotion.

In previous years, a few of the men who had been selected as husbands and servants came back alive, but they brought their own grain and grass and went to the north, thousands of miles away, where the drought and famine had exhausted the surplus food of the family, and now they could barely eat a meal. In this chaotic world, after two months outside, you may starve to death in the wilderness before you arrive.

"Why is this world so miserable! I can't live anymore. ”

"What should I do, do I have to leave my hometown and flee the famine......

The warden looked at these desperate townspeople gloomily and indifferently, as if he had seen his own domestic animals, waiting for him to slaughter them obediently.

He coughed lightly and signaled quiet.

"It's not that you can't be exempted from conscription, you only need to pay an exemption tax of thirty silver coins, and those who don't have money can mortgage their livestock."

The first sentence suddenly ignited the flame of hope among the townspeople, and after listening to it, it was like pouring cold water from winter, trembling all over their bodies, and they were filled with grief and indignation.

If it was a good harvest year in previous years, although the townspeople of Shangyun were dissatisfied, they only dared to scold a few words at most, and finally obediently bowed their heads and paid the money. However, the drought has been severe for three consecutive years, and the rich families in the town have no surplus food to barely make ends meet.

What's more, they also want to forcibly take away their own livestock!

"Please, my lord, be merciful! Spare the inhabitants of Shangyun Town. ”

"If the cattle are taken away, our family will be completely finished!"

"Please, let us live!"

The warden saw that the townspeople could not be driven away, so they did not leave the place, and had no intention of paying taxes. If the tax increase does not go well, his official position will not be guaranteed, but as long as he makes enough money, for the sake of years of hard work, the county magistrate of Pingcheng may also reward him and increase his official rank.

Using tough means to take down these untouchables, these big families actually dared to leak the news and resist the taxation.

The warden looked at the elders of the family on both sides with ill intentions, his expression suddenly cold and vicious, and he beckoned the surrounding catchers and stretched out his hand