"Then, second brother, do you think Shopkeeper Ning is a bad person?"

"Look at it again, it's not so easy to tell if a person is good or bad, there is a landlord over there in Anseong, who often gives porridge on weekdays, and looks like a good person, but you know what? He was disgusted with the many beggars around him and put rat poison in the porridge. ”

"Why is he so bad?" Le Eleven slammed into the quilt, as if he was frightened by what Le Er said.

"So don't easily believe that a person is not a good person, be patient."

"Second brother, I know." The example of two beggars who paid for their lives tempered their patience.

The night became thicker and thicker, and Ning Yan in Gouziwan changed into clothes that were convenient for travel again and ran to the foot of the mountain.

He took a small cloth bag and loaded a bag of sand by the river, tied it to his knees and ankles, and then found a way to run up the mountain.

Half an hour later, sweat began to appear on Ning Yan's forehead, and an hour later, his legs and feet were sore.

After surviving the limit, the sore feeling in my throat disappeared, and my steps became brisk.

Running to the place where the mountain people lived, Ning Yan stopped, if he really found someone to go to the northwest, these mountain people were undoubtedly the most suitable.

Living in the mountains not only has to guard against the wild beasts in the mountains, but also the officers and soldiers sent by local officials from time to time, and their nerves are tense all the time.

Go to the northwest, even if you meet robbers, you have a fight.

What's more, Chen Woe is not for people to see.

After observing in the past few days, Ning Yan found that whether it was Chen Ji or Zhou Yi, these two people were extremely self-disciplined.

The kung fu is also very sharp.

A person like Chen Zhuo, against a man who fights Gouziwan, can kill ten at the same time.

If it is a wheel war, a bad luck can kill all the villagers of a village, and the combat effectiveness should not be underestimated.

Mountain people must have a reasonable identity when they go down the mountain, and if they want to get some identity and money, they can do it, but ...... It's not easy to do it there.

Observe for a while at the gathering place of mountain people.

Ning Yan found that there were eight or nine-year-old children among the people who were patrolling the mountain people.

It's not about squeezing the seedlings, it's about cultivating these children's observation from an early age, and their sense of defense is not strong.

Ning Yan will be more satisfied.

If these people can be co-opted, she will no longer have to nest in Gouziwan, she can be a female bandit, and that kind of life will be chic when you think about it.

It's just a pity that the identity that has crossed over is already a mother.

are all mothers, how can they have a serious identity, and Ning Yan understands the importance of words and deeds more than anything else.

After turning around the gathering place of the mountain people, and having a superficial understanding of the situation of these people, Ning Yan walked down the mountain.

After some distance from the gathering place of the mountain people, Ning Yan let go of his steps and ran down the mountain.

Back in the village, walk slowly home.

There was still some soreness in his hands and feet, so Ning Yan boiled a pot of hot water, took a towel and dipped it in hot water to warm the shoulders, arms and other joints and muscles.

The feeling of soreness weakened, and Ning Yan reached out and patted it a few times.

Turning back to a pair of green eyes, Ning Yan was startled, and pulled out a dagger casually, this time he found that the green eyes were curly.

Patting his chest, Ning Yan got up and walked to the room, slept for two hours, heard the rooster crow, and opened his eyes instantly.

Walking out of the bedroom, Mrs. Jia had already prepared the milk for breakfast.

Before he had time to eat, there was a knock on the door outside, and the moment Ning Yan opened the door, he saw Zhao Liang, and suddenly remembered that today was the day to pay taxes.

"The scribe is over there in the ancestral hall, you remember to go early, you have to queue up if you go late."

"Yes." Ning Yan responded.

turned around and confessed to Chen Yu and sent Mrs. Jia to the county seat.

Throwing those two children in a yard is always a little uneasy. In the past few days, Wu Youniang can also cook some simple meals, which is enough.

After drinking a bowl of milk, Ning Yan walked to the utility room, and Wu Youniang, who carried two sacks of millet from it, was shocked, and Mrs. Jia walked to the ancestral hall in a daze.

Walking to the ancestral hall, Ning Yan found that the line had been lined up for a long time, standing at the tail of the line, slowly moving forward, standing for a while, Ning Yan found that the people in front of him were walking back with their faces down.

Caught a person and asked, "What's going on ahead, everyone is so depressed?" ”

"Don't say it, it's a hard stubble that came over today, no matter who pays the tax, they will kick a few kicks on the bucket, and this foot can leak down by 30%."

"Oh my God, how are you going to be this day?"

"No, no wonder I don't collect money today, as long as I have food."

"What can I do about this, pay more than 30%, we haven't had a good time in years."

"Hey."

“……”

The team slowly moved forward, and Ning Yan realized that the bookkeeper was still a little familiar, and he looked a little similar to the white master book, and instantly understood what was going on.

This is because she embarrassed the whole village.

Ning Yan can earn money by himself, so he naturally doesn't care about these three points of grain, but most people in the village rely on the ground to eat.

Paying a little more food means eating less food, and you may even starve or freeze to death in winter.

Ning Yan raised his head, glanced at the somewhat dilapidated ancestral hall, and then looked at the village chief next to the scribe who was bending down and saying good things, his teeth creaking.

The face of the man standing in front of Ning Yan became more and more bitter.

"Pour the grain into the bucket, pour it according to the number of people, one person is a small bucket, and the family will pay more grain."

"Hey." The man answered, pushed the platoon cart in his hand and walked forward, walked to the front of the bucket and stopped, carrying the grain into the bucket.

After pouring a bag of grain and filling the bucket, the man reached out and wiped the sweat from his forehead, and finally showed a smile on his face.

However, the smile cracked instantly...... The little officer standing next to the bucket with a knife in his hand stretched out his leg and kicked the bucket.

There was a bang.

The grain in the bucket leaked.

"Keep pouring, it's not full." The clerk spoke, and the bookkeeping clerk also looked at it.

The man had no choice, so he directly untied another bag of grain and poured it into it slowly.

"What's the ink, I can't collect the grain, and I can't go back to the county seat to eat, hurry up." As soon as the little official spoke, the man's hand carrying the grain trembled.

Half a bag of grain was poured directly into the bucket and overflowed from the side of the bucket.

"Yidou, your family of twelve, continue."

"Official, this ......" The man is about to cry, and the man is crying, which is an extremely sad thing.

"Hurry." The little official raised his eyebrows, and the special knife in his hand was pulled out, emitting a bright light.

The man had no choice but to continue pouring food into it.

Originally, twelve bags of grain were enough, but because of the actions of the little official, the man who patted in front of Ning Yan handed over a total of fifteen bags of grain.

The family's food for the winter was handed over, and when I went back, the rows and carts I was pushing were swaying.

It was Ning Yan's turn, because there were only two people in the family, Ning Yan directly poured the grain into it, and seeing that the little official was about to kick and fight again, Ning Yan bent down and picked up a stone from the ground.

Bounced at the officer's ass.

Suddenly in pain, the little official covered his buttocks, looked at the people around him suspiciously, couldn't find the reason, and walked to the front of the fight.

Seeing that the little official was about to kick and fight again, and his legs stretched out, Ning Yan's eyes twitched, and the stone in his hand was thrown at the little official's ankle.