"Ha~" Zhang Xiao exhaled softly, shivering all over, looking at the unfamiliar environment around him and couldn't help but feel a little frightened. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Master, master, you have finally woken up. Just when Zhang Xiao was still wondering where he was, an old man with gray hair appeared next to Zhang Xiao's bedside.

Zhang Xiao looked the old man beside him up and down: "May I ask who you are?"

"What's wrong with you, sir, have you forgotten old Hutson!" the old man couldn't help but say anxiously when he saw Zhang Xiao's blank look.

"Old Hutson?" Zhang Xiao muttered, and at this time, countless memories surged in his mind, encroaching on his mind, which made Zhang Xiao's mind appear many memories that did not belong to him.

It turns out that Zhang Xiao is no longer Zhang Xiao, he should be called Bonaparte now, he is the head of a small village, he used to study at the Imperial Auxiliary Political University, it stands to reason that a high-achieving student like him should go to the provincial level government agencies, and at worst, he should go to the administration of the territory of the big lord, but unfortunately although Bonaparte is very capable, he is just a civilian student, in this world where the nobility is king, it is too difficult to have a chance to get ahead.

So he had nowhere to go after graduation, and it was still his mentor who saw that this student was really capable, and asked for the position of village chief for him, which was also counted as an official recorded in the imperial archives, and he could only count on him to climb up slowly, and it was up to him to what extent.

After Bonaparte arrived, he also had many ambitions, and he suddenly felt at a loss for what to do with the fine administration, the pigs in the east were lost, the widows in the south stole men, and the construction of rivers and the ownership of bricks and tiles were all managed by him, the village chief, but under Bonaparte's management, the affairs of the village were also on the right track.

But the good times didn't last long, a few days ago because of a dispute with the water source of the next village, there was a fight between the two villages, Bonaparte, a village chief from a professional class, didn't think of what a fight was, and on the other hand, the next village, under the leadership of his own village head, entered the village is smashed, the momentum is like a rainbow, and Bonaparte was smashed in this way when he was persuaded to do so, probably lost his life in this way.

And the old man in front of him, Hutson, is a lonely old man in the village, Bonaparte sees him pitiful and takes him as his servant, and it is also because of Hutson's help that Bonaparte can quickly integrate into the village and adjust up and down.

After getting these memories, Zhang Xiao couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, because in the memories he obtained, this world does not have the power to transcend technology like many time-traveling novels in the previous life, and this world is a bit like the European Middle Ages, in which the aristocracy is the master of society, there are many families, power is supreme, and the world's strife and war also stay in the era of cold weapons.

Zhang Xiao is glad that he is still a person with identity when he crossed over, if he came to this world inexplicably, he is likely to be captured by those human traffickers and become a slave.

Seeing Zhang Xiao half-lying on the bed with his eyes closed, the old Hutson beside him took out a piece of parchment from his pocket with his withered fingers and handed it to Zhang Xiao: "Master, this is a letter sent by the mayor of the town today, and I need you to deal with it." ”

Zhang Xiao couldn't help frowning when he heard the letter from the town, although he inherited Bonaparte's memory and knowledge, it didn't mean that he could really have the same ability as the outstanding graduates of the Imperial Auxiliary Political University, and hesitated Zhang Xiao took the parchment in Old Hutson's hand.

Zhang Xiao looked at the words on the parchment at a glance, because he got Bonaparte's memory, so Zhang Xiao could easily understand these words: "Increase the tax, the tax rate of seven out of ten is changed to nine out of ten, and the full amount of the tax will be escorted to the town before next month, if there is an extension or lack of money, it will be hanged for treason." ”

Zhang Xiao just crossed over and didn't know the meaning of this tax increase, but the last thing about hanging on this sheepskin was that he could understand it without anyone else's explanation.

Hearing Zhang Xiao read this sentence, the old Hutson's face changed, and he couldn't help but say in a hurry: "Master, how can these villagers live with this tax of nine out of ten, you have to think of a way."

Old Hutson obviously wanted to continue, but was interrupted by Zhang Xiao's wave, Zhang Xiao threw the parchment in his hand aside without care, and said with a sneer: "I thought it was a big deal, hanging, hehe, don't pay attention to these old men in the town." ”

In fact, it's no wonder that Zhang Xiao looked down on these things, hanging? In ancient China, postponement, lack of funds, not to mention the ruin of the family, it was as simple as the death of the family, during the Qin Dynasty, it was a village by village, and the world implemented the aristocratic territorial system, which is a little similar to the feudal system in the Shang and Zhou dynasties, and the dominance of this political system is simply weak and terrifying.

If you can't pay the taxes, it's a big deal if you don't pay them, as long as you can do it yourself, you can't say that you can still achieve a career, because in Zhang Xiao's memory, there was a war between the Lindu Kingdom and the northern country in March this year, and now the taxes are so high, and the world is about to be in chaos.

"Master, master, go and save the Hillman family!" Suddenly, a **** young man rushed into Zhang Xiao's room and shouted.

Zhang Xiao knew that people here liked to call powerful and capable people as masters, and he, the village chief, was barely a master: "You say slowly, what the hell is going on." ”

Although Zhang Xiao has not fully reacted from his own crossing, as a modern person, he still has some receptivity, and he quickly substituted himself into the role.

"Master, because the Hillman family in the east of the village secretly intercepted the flow of water from the stream in the east of the village, the next village brought people to pull out all the crops of the Hillman family, and demolished his house, and they also tied up Hillman's son Little Hillman, saying that he should compensate for the losses caused by the interception, this is simply kidnapping!"

"What about the Hillmans?" Zhang Xiao heard this, and then contacted the parchment on the side, he could know with his toes what the head of the next village had in mind, and Zhang Xiao was afraid that this Hillman would do something stupid now.

"Hillman stole the old blacksmith's knife and is going to fight hard."

"Let's go! Go and call me all the men under the age of fifty and over the age of eighteen in the village, and copy the guys! This has already bullied us! Let everyone gather at the entrance of the village!" Zhang Xiao got up and rushed out of the door, he used to be a headache for all teachers when he was a student, and he didn't do much to take the lead in group fights.

The young man listened to Zhang Xiao's instructions and quickly went to each household to inform him.

Standing in the cold wind at the entrance of the village, Zhang Xiao calmed down, he gave this kind of order just now as soon as his brain was hot, he didn't know the situation in his village in advance, and he didn't know what his prestige in the village was, how many young and strong men were in the village, whether there were good players in the other village, and whether there were many people, these were all problems.

"Hutson, go to my room and help me get a piece of parchment and quill, I'll be useful!" Zhang Xiao coldly instructed the old Hutson beside him.

"Master, you?" Old Hutson hesitated, but when he saw Zhang Xiao's cold eyes, he immediately shuddered and turned around and ran towards Zhang Xiao's residence.

After a while, more than 50 men gathered at the entrance of the village, looking at the sparse crowd of people, Zhang Xiao dragged the original young man and asked, "Are all the people here?"

"There are more than a dozen families." The young man hesitated for a moment and said as Nono said.

"Why didn't they come?"

"Master, they are all from the west of the village, and the water source they use does not have much to do with the next village, and they say it's none of their business."

In this way, Zhang Xiao immediately understood, it turned out that people were sweeping the snow in front of their own doors, and Zhang Xiao was understandable for this mentality, whether a village is united or not depends more on whether there are unanimous interests, and this situation needs time to change: "Then do you know how many families there are in the next village?"

"The village next door is a big village, and it is estimated that there must be about 100 households. The young man estimated for himself.

This made Zhang Xiao gasp, although he didn't understand, but in the original memory of Bonaparte, there were only 71 households in his village, but now there are only more than 50 men present, that is to say, only thirty or forty households came, and there are 100 families in the next village, at least there are 100 young people, which makes Zhang Xiao fully aware of the gap between the two sides.

"Okay, you go down first!" Zhang Xiao waved his hand to let the young man return to the crowd, standing on the big stone at the entrance of the village and looking at the fifty or so prime of life below, Zhang Xiao felt a lot of pressure.

Clearing his throat, Zhang Xiao shouted to the crowd: "Folks, I believe everyone has heard about the Hillman family in the east of the village when they came, I don't know what everyone is thinking now, but I want to say a few words!"

Some people may say: My family lives in the north of the village, and my family lives in the south and east of the village, but I want to say no! That's right, you can say today that the affairs of the east of the village are none of your business, so what will you do tomorrow when the village in the north of the village comes to occupy your land? What should you do if the village in the south of the village comes to cut down a forest for you? If we continue to be weak, others will think that we are easy to bully! Some people may say that as long as we are kind and respectful, it is a big deal to tolerate a little bit, and life is not impossible to live. ”

"Then let me tell you more practical things, this year's task for our village in the town is to pay 5,000 quintals of grain taxes, the east of the village can't afford to pay the grain, and the first to blame me is me, and then you will be asked to sell the land that belongs to you, and use the money from the sale of land to enrich the taxes, at that time you will have nothing, you can only go to the nobles and lords, and farm fields for them for a lifetime, your sons, your descendants may have to farm for the noblelord's family for the rest of their lives. Zhang Xiao is not going to tell these villagers about the fact of the tax hike now, because he needs an opportunity, an opportunity to make the most of this matter.

Zhang Xiao said that there had already begun to be a discussion below him, and Zhang Xiao decided to add to the fire: "Now do you know the seriousness of this matter! Now pick up the long stick and stone bricks at hand, and go with me to tell the bitch in the next village that we are not easy to bully! I promise that as long as the villagers who participate in this fight, everyone can get a copper coin!"

At the beginning, although everyone was excited by Zhang Xiao's words, they were a little afraid that Zhang Xiao's words would come true, but after hearing a copper coin, these villagers immediately became manic, you must know that in this world, the purchasing power of a copper coin can be equivalent to the purchasing power of a thousand yuan, and in this era when material civilization is not yet developed, a thousand yuan is definitely a huge amount of money.