At noon, my parents entered the house with a frown.

The oppressive atmosphere at home made even Alice, who usually babble, dull.

Even the precocious Alan didn't dare to ask what was going on.

It was spring, and last night's spring rain was a sign of a good harvest.

Since there is no problem with the land at home, what happened to make my parents so sad.

The puzzled Alan is also in the mood to go out to play, although the so-called play is only limited to the yard, because of the psychological age, so Alan does not want to play some childish games with some children.

In the past, after lunch, Alan would sit on a small stake in front of the fence, swing his legs, look at the castle in the distance and think about the future development, or play with mud in the yard.

I was really out of mood today, and I walked on the dirt road of the town uncharacteristically.

It's said to be a town, but it's actually just a village, and it doesn't have a name.

After all, this small land is the domain of Baron Ansel, and everyone takes his name as the name of this land.

Speaking of which, the baron's family is not very prosperous, and there are only two male members in the lineage, the eldest son, Ansyalman, who is 10 years old this year, and the second son, Yarlin, who is 6 years old this year.

According to the townspeople, the baron's eldest son, Yarman, was arrogant and arrogant, and most of the nobles had these problems.

The second son, Yarlin, is a little timid and cowardly, of course, this is compared to his brother, and he will not reflect cowardice towards civilians.

I think it's some inferiority complex as the second son.

Shaking his head, he put all the crazy thoughts in his head out, and it was useless to think about them.

As he walked, he heard a commotion, and when he looked up, he saw that he had arrived in the center of the town unconsciously, and he must have heard some news here, so he raised his ears and listened carefully.

"Alas, what a life this makes!"

"Yes, there are already a lot of taxes in the territory, and now I don't know what I want to do if I add a property tax to the territory. ”

"This is going to kill people!"

"That's it!"

Listening to the voice of the adult next to him, Alan seemed to understand why his parents were worried.

The lord has raised taxes again,

Alan has been in this world for three years, and he still knows about the taxes of some territories.

His father, Abt, rented 100 acres of land from the baron, one-third of which was used for fallow and the remaining two-thirds for some food.

These plots will be planted with crops such as barley, oats, rye, and small amounts of peas and pastures.

From this, it can be judged that the barony is biased towards the north.

In this world, the grain output is generally not high, just like the output of ancient China in the previous life is similar, and the rate of return on grain is only five times, that is to say, planting one catty of seeds can only get five catties of grain.

But the baron is going to take half of it, and even the church will take some tithes, although not much, but it is also some burden, and in the end the rest can only sustain the family, or the kind that can't eat, but also starve.

Not only that, but his father, Abt, as a male in the territory, also needs to serve the lord every year, to help the lord build castles, plow, plant, weeding and other miscellaneous things, and even need to serve in the military during the territory war.

Father Abt is obliged to participate in all wars outside the territory, that is, if the territory needs war, his father must go.

Civilians are generally used as cannon fodder in war, and knights will drive civilians in front to consume the opponent's combat power, and finally rush up to solve the endgame, so the casualty rate of civilians participating in military service is very high.

In memory, his father, Abt, participated in two foreign wars, but neither received fatal wounds.

On one occasion, Baron El took over the war of his superior, Viscount Amos, against the neighboring Viscount Edmund, and was lucky enough to win, unharmed, and received the Viscount's reward - a bag of black flour (the bread made from it was too hard to eat)

This reward can be said to be pitiful, after all, a bag of black flour is too cheap compared to a life.

Another time the territory was threatened by a group of thieves, Baron Al decided to suppress the bandits, this time his father Abt was not so lucky, he was stabbed in the right hand by the thieves, although it was not too badly injured, but it also greatly affected the cultivated land, and even now it has not been good.

Alan couldn't help but think about why no one resisted to overthrow this evil dark society.

He turned his head to look at the adults around him, and looked at the knights on patrol.

Alas, it's right to think about it, how can a civilian with a yellow face and thin muscles be the opponent of a burly knight, I'm afraid that more than 200 people are not enough to kill more than 20 people.

Thinking of such a heavy tax, I am afraid that it is used by the clever nobles to weaken the commoners, so that they do not have the strength to resist.

Thinking about it, and retiring from the state of thinking, Alan decided that he still planned to ask what kind of tax was raised. Then he asked the adult next to him:

"Uncle Bird, what kind of taxes are you talking about, what are you talking about, what are you talking about, did the lord inform you again??"

"Isn't this the kid of the Abbits, how did you get here," Bird said in surprise.

"Yes, yes, children are running blind, and they are not afraid of being abducted, but what do you know about a little child, and adults are rarely involved. A middle-aged man next to him said.

What a little brat, I'm almost thirty, no...... I think I'm only three years old now.

Well, I forgot for a while, I just thought about it a little too much, and I almost forgot that I haven't grown up yet.

"Hey, Abt boy, hurry home, or Cornell will pull your ears back in a moment!" Bird said and laughed, causing the others around him to laugh.

But he didn't laugh for long, after all, the heavy taxes and forced labor still overwhelmed everyone.

Alan walked away with a burst of laughter.

Damn, I went out for a spin and didn't get anything, it's really disappointing, if it's not that I'm just a child now, otherwise how can I be so troublesome, when will I grow up, I'm really fed up with this kind of child's life. I can't do anything, really!

Alas! Alan sighed, who vented in his heart, and finally gave up continuing to inquire about the news, after all, he was too young to have the right to speak at all, anyway, he would always know in the future, Alan decided to go home first, otherwise his mother might really come over and drag himself home by the ears like Uncle Bird said.