It's just with him, why did you lose Su Qinghe's face?

Zhao Xiaoman stopped listening to Ping'an's scolding words, and looked at Su Qinghe, who was walking in front and talking to others, as well as the other people around him.

There seems to be nothing wrong with women in a world ruled by men?

This feeling came a little suddenly, and at this moment, looking at Su Qinghe's back as he was moving away, the feeling suddenly became stronger.

"Huh."

Zhao Xiaoman was disdainful, squinting slightly, wasn't the distant, tall back locked in sight.

is worthy of the person she fancies, only the back is so good.

She slowly fell behind the crowd, and the mountain path beneath her feet gradually appeared more white covering.

These things, which cover the vegetation with a layer of gray, are lime that drifts down from the mountains. The more you walk up the mountain, the heavier the lime becomes, and when you can see the deep pit mined by hand, the lime under your feet can already completely copy the footprints of people.

The nearby mountains, which have been dug in the east and west, have changed the topography.

The group walked effortlessly along the mountain to the southeast, and saw a huge lime processing plant, and the surrounding trees were covered with a thick layer of lime, which was half-dead in the leafy season, and the processing plant under everyone's feet, there were hundreds of people who were shirtless in the May season, digging up the mountain hard.

The rugged site was filled with countless planks of wood being transported in trucks and trucks of timber into the field.

"Look over there."

Duan Hongye pointed to the wolf smoke billowing in the sky: "It's burning ashes again." ”

There was no road here, and everyone cautiously stepped on the hillside and ran down.

Zhao Xiaoman saw that Su Qinghe could still help others, so he didn't meddle with his own affairs, and jumped off the hillside.

She stepped on the white lime that flew on the ground and walked towards the field. Someone shouted from afar: "What are you doing?" ”

Zhao Xiaoman glanced at the large army behind him, and did not walk forward alone.

And when I came below, I felt that this land was surprisingly big.

Falling behind, the embarrassed crowd caught up, and Duan Hongye shouted at the questioner with full authority: "I am from the prefect's yamen, and I asked your steward to come to see me." ”

Hearing this, the man ran away.

The group didn't wait, but walked towards the venue, and after a while, the person in charge here came.

The other party was a middle-aged man in his forties and fifties with deep wrinkles, and he didn't even be polite, and asked directly what was going on.

Duan Hongye took out the announcement, spread his hands, and read aloud: "...... Tianqi, Shishan, Yueshan, Xiangshan, Longshan, Hongli, Zhulin, Rishan, the foot of the mountain in front of and behind the four fronts and backs, etc., these places are not allowed to mine lime, and they are still digging and chiseling stones in the forbidden area, and burning ashes from the kiln. to forcibly occupy the mountain field and sit on the crime. If there is no room for concealment in Rio, they will be investigated and dealt with together, and they will not be lightly loaned. ”

In order to show the severity, the announcement specifically mentioned six gray households, one of which has the person in charge here.

Duan Hongye put away the announcement: "You are limited to withdraw from here within three days, and you can't dig in groups." ”

"We dug up ash and farmed."

Many gray household fryers came around, and they threatened:

"What are we doing digging the ash pipe yamen?"

"This place is ours originally, why does the yamen see us as bullying?"

"I have a title deed, and I want to dig as much as I want on my hill."

"That's it, he can't control the prefect's yamen."

"The officials are going to bully the people."

The louder the shouting, the more people gathered, and hundreds of people made a fussful noise, and the scene became uncontrollable and intense. And it's about raising a family, these shirtless men are very excited,

There are only a few officials, and the gray households don't take them seriously, and the momentum here is suddenly crushed.

Zhao Xiaoman stood aside, rubbing the limestone he picked up from the ground, and touched Su Qinghe's with his arm: "What should I do like this?" ”

Su Qinghe glanced at her: "Just look at it." ”

Zhao Xiaoman stepped on the stone and watched.

Over there, Duan Hongye, who was completely surrounded by the crowd, and a county official took out another public notice.

The county man shouted loudly in the noise: "I have already considered the livelihood of the villagers, and the county magistrates and prefects of the three counties are willing to donate their money and let the yamen come forward to redeem it." At that time, you can exchange the land deed for silver, buy land and run merchants, not only burn ashes to live! ”

It turned out that it was not occupied in vain.

The voices of the noisy people were a little quieter.

Zhao Xiaoman listened to it and asked, "What does official redemption mean?" ”

Su Qinghe looked over there, his expression was heavy, and he still explained to her: "The official redemption is the redemption of the land deed sold by the yamen. ”

There are hundreds of people here, and buying a mountain is not as good as buying land, and buying a mountain is a few hills, where is it easy to redeem it?

Zhao Xiaoman touched his chin: "Are all officials rich?" ”

Su Qinghe glanced at her deeply and warned, "Don't have bad ideas. ”

"Huh?"

Zhao Xiaoman's eyebrows moved for a moment, and he bared his teeth and said, "You want to be the roundworm in my stomach?" ”

Su Qinghe ignored her.

Over there, Duan Hongye, who was guarded by the officials in the middle, took the opportunity to say: "If the villagers are building a house with walls, they can also go to the stone wall when using ash, and the area in front of the rock, but the place just mentioned cannot be excavated in the ashes." The adults are thinking about the people everywhere, and if you still make trouble, the yamen will never spare it. ”

"Those who have a title deed come to record their names, and exchange silver and land early, and if you don't remember it at this time, you will go to the yamen by yourself."

The county Cheng and Duan Hongye sang and harmonized, and the gray households who were still angry just now gradually had other voices, complaining that the yamen had nothing to do.

"Wait."

The steward of the venue shouted in the crowd with a gloomy face: "Why don't you talk about the gray tax after fooling around like this?" ”

"yes, why didn't you say the gray tax?"

The gray households have spoken:

"Burn ash to pay taxes, then we won't burn it, won't we pay it?"

"You're stupid, we've already paid our taxes this year."

"Yes, we've already paid our taxes for this year."

The noisy voice arose again with a new question, Duan Hongye and Xiancheng glanced at each other, hoping that they would be able to open their mouths.

The county is from the county, and Duan Hongye, who is not as good as Duan Hongye from the city, can only say: "The gray tax matter of the yamen has its own publicity, and now the official will be redeemed and repaid, and he will make a statement." ”

If the tax is not clear, let the land deed be paid? Without the title deed, what right do the villagers have to speak? When the common people are stupid?

The unceremonious ones called them liars on the spot.

The tax matter is more complicated, how can Duan Hongye, a governor, say it clearly?

Seeing that the gray households were stubborn, he said angrily: "A group of foolish people, first go down to the yamen and are willing to consult with your good life, if you are not civilized, you will be arrested first." ”

"I'm not afraid if you arrest me," the steward of the venue shouted angrily, "The matter of the gray tax is not clear, and we can't let them redeem the title deed if we give more money." ”

"Yes."

The gray households have responded:

"If we don't make it clear, we gave the title deed, and eighty percent of them have to pay taxes if they don't burn ashes. Originally, the money was not handed over to the yamen. ”

"If the tax is not handed over to the yamen, the yamen will not be able to manage it, so let's not fall for these people."

"We're burning the ashes well, we're not leaving."

"Get out of our turf."

More than 100 old men are talking and making trouble, which is obviously not talking, and it is useless to have an official body, a group of people came from the mountain and walked away. The county ran away with one of them.

"Fools."

"Diao Min."

Duan Hongye gasped and scolded, and sat down on the stone tiredly.

The others were not much better, and when they saw that the gray households were no longer chasing, they stopped one after another.

The eldest son of the Su family, who was also very embarrassed, looked left and right, and exclaimed, "Why isn't Qinghe here?" ”