Tian is a clear person, look at this situation, you can also see that Liang Bozhao is sincere, so he smiled and accepted the flower cloth, out of the cloth village, it was close to noon, the three of them found a stall to eat a bowl of wontons at will, Ning Xiang was worried that Liang Bozhao would not be full, and took out the steamed buns prepared in the morning from the cloth bag, and watched the husband eat it to feel at ease.

Wine and meat have been bought by Liang Bozhao, and the two sisters-in-law then went to the market, only bought some small snacks such as pastries and fruit cakes, and seeing that it was not early, they found He Butcher and his wife, and planned to return to the village together.

When he was about to leave the city, Liang Bozhao went to the rice store to carry back a bag of rice, hit two catties of sesame oil, and Ning Xiang saw that all the things he wanted to buy were complete, and he only thought about going home for a good year, talking and laughing with his sister-in-law, and got into the car together.

When they walked to the city gate, they saw a new notice posted on the city wall, and some of the people looked at each other, and from time to time there were a few whispers, and when they looked closely, everyone had a sad face, and there was no joy about the New Year.

"What's going on?" Sister-in-law He leaned out and asked the master.

Butcher He was also puzzled, only stopped the donkey cart, he didn't know the words on the notice, just wanted to find someone to ask, he saw Liang Bozhao looking at the notice, his eyebrows frowned slightly, and he said in a deep voice; "The imperial court wants to raise taxes."

Hearing this, Butcher He was stunned; "Seeing that the Chinese New Year is coming, what taxes does the court need at this moment?"

Liang Bozhao's voice was indifferent, and he couldn't hear the slightest joy or anger; "It was said that the city wall was to be repaired, but it was to increase the tax."

Butcher He opened his mouth, and before he could speak, he heard Sister-in-law He's "ouch" and shouted; "What can I do, this tax increase, people in the city are not all living tightly, how can we sell pork?"

He Butcher only thought of going with his daughter-in-law, and their family was going to marry a daughter-in-law to their son soon, and it would cost money everywhere.

Tian was also uneasy, and only muttered; "If the tax is increased in this city, will our village also increase it?"

Liang Bozhao shook his head, "Luokou Village is a small place, and the decree of tax increase cannot fall on the villagers. ”

Tian breathed a sigh of relief, but in a blink of an eye, he saw Ning Xiangxiao's face pale, sitting there in despair, and he couldn't help but be surprised, but he didn't know what was wrong with this person who was good just now.

"Sister, I'm afraid, my uncle also said it just now, this decree can't fall into our village, don't worry." Tian only thought that Ning Xiang was worried about raising taxes, so he comforted him with words, and then touched Ning Xiang's little hand, which turned out to be cold.

Liang Bozhao also noticed that his lady's face was not good, and his heart was tight at the moment, so he walked quickly to Ning Xiang, stretched out his hand and stroked Ning Xiang's forehead, to find out if she was suffering from the wind cold and started a fever.

Ning Xiang's body trembled slightly, looked at the husband in front of her, and shouted softly; "Xianggong..." There were two points of crying in his voice, which made people feel distressed.

Liang Bozhao couldn't care about the presence of others anymore, so he only stretched out his arm and hugged Ning Xiang from the donkey cart, took him in his arms and asked in a low voice; "What's wrong, what's wrong?"

His pupils were scorching, Ning Xiang couldn't speak, he could only shake his head, and his slender body was buried in Liang Bozhao's arms.

She actually forgot that in the previous life, the city also posted a notice at this time, and the decree of raising taxes was indeed as Liang Bozhao said, and it did not fall to Luokou Village, but it didn't take long for the imperial court to issue a new decree, ordering that in some villages that could not pay taxes, every household must send a man to build the city wall, and Liang Bozhao was naturally among the conscripts.

Ning Xiang remembered that not long after the beginning of spring, Liang Bozhao was called to leave home, and it was at that time that she met the third son who returned to his hometown from the capital....

Thinking of that man, unbearable memories of his previous life came flooding back, and Ning Xiang's sharp white face no longer had the slightest blood, trembling in Liang Bozhao's arms.

She was scared.

I am afraid that I will meet the third prince again, and I am even more afraid that I will live a new life, but I still can't escape fate.