Murong Jia and Qinghu kept their distance from the tenants and quietly followed.

I saw these farmers carrying grain and rice, and found a slightly remote place to rest.

The woman put down the broken bag on her back and took out some dry food from it and distributed it to everyone.

I only heard a man chewing dry food and said: "I thought that after the grain was requisitioned, the price of rice in the firewood market was high, and the price of our rice could be higher. ”

A woman wiped her tears and said, "Child, he is counting on selling some food and medicine!" ”

The young man next to the woman said: "Auntie, don't cry, it's really not good, I'll take the rice and ask from door to door, it will always be higher than selling it to those profiteers." ”

"Alas, I don't know if this method will work, those black-hearted shopkeepers, as soon as they see us carrying rice to sell, immediately send someone to lift our rice into the Chai River, and it is okay if we don't beat us." The man said.

"Second Uncle Sun, how good is this, do we really want to sell the rations at this price?" The lad asked.

"Alas, what can I do, you still have to catch Aye's medicine."

"If this continues, I'm afraid I'll have to sell my sons and daughters!" A tenant said.

"It is definitely not okay to sell children and daughters, although we are poorer these days, we are still good people, once the children are enslaved, not only will it be difficult to turn over in the future, I am afraid that the generations will be affected. You should not have this thought unless you have to. ”

Second Uncle Sun persuaded the tenant.

At this time, Murong Jia walked over with the Qinghu and asked the tenants, "Ladies and gentlemen, we are lost, how do we get to Tiancheng Inn?" Murong Jia casually found a reason to go over and talk to him.

Seeing that it was not Jiangnan people who were talking to them, the farmers stopped their movements, and all looked at Murong Jia and Qinghu with curiosity in their eyes.

"Are you Hu people?" Second Uncle Sun judged from Murong Jia's Suo Fa that this was a Hu man.

"Well, we're Xianbei people!" Murong Jia replied with a smile.

"Hmph, if it weren't for your Hu people invading our Beijun and the Central Plains outbreak, why would we be living like this now." A tenant said.

"Yes, it's you who hurt you!" As one of the tenants spoke, he picked up the dry food he had just nibbled on and slapped Murong Jia in the face.

Murong Jia was stunned for a moment, and then changed his smiling face.

But the green eagle on the side didn't do it, and he wanted to go forward and theorize.

Murong Jia stopped the green eagle.

"Ah Da misunderstood, we Xianbei are in the Liaodong grassland, and we have always been friendly with your Jin Kingdom, and it is the Di and Qiang people in the northwest who invade your northern county in the south. Although we are all Hu people, we are different. ”

"I said, why are you people like this, what's wrong with the Hu people, the Hu people are not all bad people, are you all good people in the Jin Kingdom? Your profiteers are used to speculation, but they are very good at making money! Qinghu said with a non-angry face.

Second Uncle Sun was a little embarrassed: "Alas, we are also a little angry, and we can't stand the two of you." I don't know where the Tiancheng Inn is? We are tenants and rarely come to this Jiangdu City."

"It's okay, let's go and ask somewhere else."

Murong Jia made a gesture of leaving, and suddenly saw the woman wiping the corners of her eyes, and saw everyone's sad faces, so he looked concerned: "Look at you so sad, but what happened?" ”

The tenants looked at each other and said nothing.

Murong Jia said: "I, a person who likes to take care of injustices, you come and listen to us, maybe I can help." ”

"Alas, you can't control this matter, or don't delay the two!"

"You say come and listen, anyway, if you are worried now, you can't solve the problem, maybe I can help!"

Qinghu also explained: "This is the prince of the Xianbei Murong Department, your friend of the Jiangnan Governor of Langya, if the fellow villagers are really suffering, you might as well talk about it with my prince." ”

The peasants look at me again, I look at you, and I always feel that this prince in front of me is a prince of Xianbei?

Seeing that the tenants were not convinced.

Murong Jia asked, "Have you ever heard of the Yin soldiers borrowing grain?" ”

"I heard it, I heard that it was very evil!"

"King Langya has been ordered to come to Jiangnan to investigate the case of the Yin soldiers borrowing grain, and I came with him this time!"

A young man of about seventeen or eighteen years old heard Murong Jia say this, he was a little moved, and asked, "Are you really Prince Xianbei, a friend of King Langya?" ”

Murong Jia smiled and nodded.

"Anyway, if you are really a friend of King Langya, you can ask King Langya to make decisions for us, you might as well talk to you."

"My name is Xiao Jiang, this is my aunt." Xiao Jiang pointed to the woman wiping her tears.

"There are also uncles from the township who came to us to eat rice this time, we all took our own rations to sell, who knows that these profiteers know that we use money, so they push the price even lower, and they don't allow us to sell in bulk, as long as they see us selling in bulk, they will beat us to death!"

"These profiteers are too ruthless, if it weren't for the money that needs urgently, you would never sell the rations, this is not giving you a way to live!" Murong Jia said with a sympathetic face.

"But it's not, since the requisition of grain, those dog officials have used Da Hu to fill the official Hu, and there is not much left of our rations, we are not convinced, and the dog officials who levy the grain theory, how can the people fight the officials, the villagers are beaten, and they are closed."

"What is Da Hu Chong Guanhu?"

"It's that this official Hu is bigger than the normal Hu, and it takes fourteen buckets to fill one Hu."

"Fourteen buckets? The normal official Hu is ten buckets and one hundred. Murong Jia's eyes widened in surprise.

"But it's not, because I was dissatisfied, I asked for an examiner, but I was beaten to vomit blood and carried back, while my uncle and some villagers were locked up. The family didn't have the money to get medicine, and Aya's injuries had to be treated, so we had no choice but to take out the rations and sell them. ”

The young man burst into tears as he spoke, and the peasant woman next to him cried even more fiercely.

The second uncle Sun also sighed and said: "Those dog officials, they also arrested my son, saying that if they want to release people, they will take money to ransom them, and they will not give them food and drink, and they will be beaten, I am afraid that my son will be killed like a small bolt in the next village, so I can only exchange export grain for money to ransom people." Unexpectedly, these merchants who suffered thousands of knives knew that we were in a hurry to use money, and deliberately suppressed the price, and there were more than a dozen boats parked at the outer port, and the villagers were still waiting for our news. ”

Qinghu couldn't help but feel a little angry after hearing this, and said angrily: "These pickled dog officials, no one cares?" ”

The peasant shook his head and sighed: "The officials protect each other, how can we fight with the officials?" ”

"It's not a way for you to do this, even if you sell food to solve your immediate needs, but without rations, it will be difficult to survive in the future."

"Alas, what can we do, we have made trouble, but now it is such an end, can King Langya really call the shots for us?"

"Yes, but the rule of law in the imperial court needs to be reported from the bottom up, and anyone who crosses the level will be punished with fifty lashes. So I will write you a lawsuit, you take it, go to the Jiangdu Mansion to ask for your life, the more people the better, no matter how those dog officials treat you, whether you beat or scold, you must insist on asking for your life, I will pass on your situation to King Langya, only if you make a fuss, King Langya can take care of it. ”

When the tenants heard that Murong Jia was reasonable, they all said with joy on their faces: "In this way, the people on our side should really be saved, anyway, sooner or later they will die, so it is better to fight." Whatever Prince Murong says, we will do! ”

Murong Jia turned to Qinghu and said, "Bring pen and ink!" ”

Qinghu took out a pen and inkstone from his waist bag, tore a piece of his underwear and handed it to Murong Jia, who finished writing the complaint in a short time.

It was handed over to Second Uncle Sun: "No matter how the officers and soldiers of the government treat you, they all insist on asking for your life, remember that the more people there are, the better, not afraid of conflicts, not afraid of big things!" ”

"Those who know, those who know, only when there are more people, the bigger the trouble, only then can someone take care of us, and we will have a way to live."

Murong Jia asked Qinghu to leave some silver money for Xiao Jiang's mother, and asked her to grab the medicine for the men in the family first, and the peasant woman thanked her a thousand times, and left some money for the farmers to buy some food.

Xiao Jiang knelt down and thanked him: "Xiao Jiang will repay Prince Murong's kindness even if he is a cow and a horse in his next life, so I will let Ah Niang grab the medicine and go back to take care of Aya, and I will stay with Second Uncle Sun and take the villagers to the mansion together." ”

Murong Jia patted Xiao Jiang on the shoulder: "Don't worry, we will send someone to protect you secretly." ”

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