Since the establishment of the dynasty that all ages can be paid silk on behalf of the army, the county governors responsible for collecting this tax in various places will start collecting it one or two months in advance in order to ensure that the tax can reach the Beijing division in September.

At this time, in addition to collecting taxes, the county lieutenant was similar to the scope of authority of the modern public security bureau, so the county lieutenant was the director of the public security bureau of a modern prefecture-level city, and it was naturally impossible to personally collect taxes in every village or square under his jurisdiction, so a person in charge at a lower level was needed.

Lizheng is the person who collects taxes in each village.

His authority can be understood as the head of a village, or as a civil servant between the director of the neighborhood committee and the director of the neighborhood office, usually by a wealthy local family or a veteran.

Li Zhengan Fusheng of Anjia Village is a wealthy local family.

has lived here for generations, has six lines in the family, and is a generation with Uncle Liu, who is already fifty years away.

Although the villagers have always called him Lizheng, in order to show their closeness when they meet, Liu Qianli's generation will call the sixth uncle, and Liu Chenxing's generation will call Ah Weng more affectionately, and even the ranking is omitted.

An Fusheng's family is located in the middle of the village, and they are the only two families in the entire Anjia Village except for the Liu family to build a house out of wood.

However, compared with the Liu family, An Fusheng's family, who are Lizheng, is more magnificent.

Although it is also a small fenced courtyard, there is an extremely wide open space outside the courtyard gate, which can be used by the whole village to gather together.

There is an ancient locust tree in the clearing, the tree is large and leafy, it is said that it has been around for hundreds of years, and it has existed in the previous dynasty.

Now this ancient locust tree, only the trunk of the tree can not even be hugged by two adult men. Under the loess, the roots of the trees are twisted and twisted, the crowns are like clouds, the branches are staggered, and the sunlight casts mottled golden points of light through the gaps in the branches.

Especially in summer, under this ancient locust tree, it has become a place for the old people in the village to gather and move.

Even Uncle Liu, once the farm is idle, will come here.

When he was particular about rolling a straw mat, he would tear a leaf on the side of the road if he was troublesome, and then sit on the ground under the tree and chatter with the old people in the village.

If it weren't for the fact that he would have to pay more than 500 catties of grain as soon as he came today, Mr. Liu was afraid that he would be uncomfortable, otherwise he would have come a long time ago.

At this time, Li Chang An Fusheng personally ordered and collected grain under the ancient huai, and a lot of grain packed in linen bags was already stacked behind him.

The one who made a hand on the side and made a record one by one with a pen was An Fusheng's eldest son, An Changxing.

is about the same age as Uncle Liu, and he also studied for a few years when he was young, and in addition to farming, he usually follows An Fusheng to deal with village affairs.

In recent years, every time An Fusheng goes to the county to do errands or errands, he will bring his eldest son An Changxing, and in the past few years, An Changxing has also become familiar with the county government. If nothing happens, when An Fusheng retires, the next An family village will be An Changxing.

Since ancient times, county officials are not as good as the current management.

In Liu Chenxing's eyes, the father and son of the An family are worthy of their friendship, even if it is face-saving, anyway, the principle of not offending is to be done.

"Awn! We're here to deliver the food! Before the ox cart driven by Liu Qianli stopped, Liu Chenxing was already sitting on the cart and greeting An Fusheng.

In the whole Anjia Village, An Fusheng and the Liu family have the thickest family background, although Liu Dalang has repeatedly failed the exam, but in the end he is the only student in the village who studies and takes the scientific examination, how can he give the Liu family face.

What's more, Liu Erlang himself is also a good person, he goes to the field to farm, and he goes up to the mountains to hunt, he is a good hand, and he also has carpenter skills.

Such a descendant, An Fusheng is the most to see.

"Oops! Our Ah Xing is here! “

It is because An Fusheng also treats Liu Chenxing very much, especially compared with the children in the village, Liu Chenxing is simply someone else's child, well-behaved and sweet-mouthed, never cleaned up, unlike his grandchildren, who only changed their clothes in the morning, and were covered with mud in less than an hour.

I can't really compare.

As soon as An Fusheng picked Liu Chenxing up from the ox cart, he felt a heavy arm, and couldn't help laughing: "It's meat!" It's a lot heavier! ”

All around are villagers who pay grain, most of them are men, and there are a few women, all of whom are at Grandma Liu's age, and they can be the masters of their own families.

An old woman who was standing closest to her, when she heard An Fusheng say this, she stretched out a hand, pinched Liu Chenxing's cheek, and smiled with a liking face, "It looks like it's a lot fatter, look at the face, it's all meat!" ”

It's all from the same village, and there are gossips exchanged from time to time under this ancient acacia, who doesn't know whom?

The old woman said in the next sentence: "It seems that it is right to go to live in your foreign house, looking at your mother's temperament, you will know that your foreign family is a kind person." ”

The implication is that Liu Chenxing used to be thin, but the Liu family treated him harshly.

Liu Qianli was embarrassed to hear it, and recently he had a little idea in his heart, but now that he saw that even outsiders said this, he couldn't help but make more and more comparisons, and subconsciously looked at it, and saw that his little daughter was indeed much more mellow than before, unlike the thin and small one before.

People are old and fine, and An Fusheng is the leader of a village, so he naturally has a little bit of people's eyes, and when he saw Liu Qianli's expression was slightly embarrassed, and there were some others vaguely, he was surprised.

Isn't this Liu Erlang finally aware of the grievance?

But what about realizing that it's unfair?

The Liu family has not been separated for a day, so Liu Erlang doesn't want to have a private house, and everyone earns a penny.

If you want to get rid of the Liu family, unless Liu Dalang is lifted, how can you let go of Liu Erlang, a hard-working and uncomplaining son, with the shrewdness of Uncle Liu.

Besides-

An Fusheng looked at Liu Qingshan, who was as tall as him.

This look is another Liu Erlang, and he is about to become a Ding, and Uncle Liu will not let go of Liu Erlang's family.

Therefore, the Liu family is going to be separated, and he is really not optimistic.

It's a pity for this father and son......

An Fusheng sighed in his heart, and then he didn't think about it anymore, after all, if he was Uncle Liu, he would make the same choice.

How difficult is it for a farmer to produce a scholar?

There will be sacrifices.

What is fair or unfair, there is no such thing as fairness in this world.

"This mangzhong family eats well, and it looks like Xiao Ah Xing has eaten all the round!" But this did not prevent him from having a good impression of Liu Qianli, and An Fusheng helped Yuanchang and said: "Hey! Old! Little Ah Xing, Ah Weng can't even hold you anymore! ”

Then let her go quickly!

Liu Chenxing is really helpless, it's not good to be smaller, he either pinched her cheeks or rubbed her head when he came up.

Gotcha, look!

An Fusheng put her down, but his hand also rubbed her head by the way.

"Da Lang, come here!" An Fusheng revealed Liu Qianli's embarrassment, and then got back to business, "First give you the Liu family brothers, take this grain off the car and count it!" ”

Ancient society is a typical feudal patriarchy.

An Fusheng is also a family member in his family, and with this greeting, the eldest son An Changxing immediately put down the record in his hand and came over to take the lead in counting the grain handed over by the Liu family.

"Brother An, I'm bothering you again!" Liu Qianli hurriedly thanked him.

An Changxing is also a hearty northern man, but he has been working by An Fusheng's side all the year round, and he is more proficient in the world.

He immediately patted Liu Qianli on the shoulder and laughed loudly: "You and my brother, you don't have to be polite." ”

As soon as the two of them carried the food out of the car, before they could count the records, they saw two or three children running from the village, shouting from afar: "Ah Xing! There's a widow at your doorstep! ”