He couldn't help but regret it a little, why didn't he listen to Mu Xiwen's words and be more vigilant? The losses in villages outside the city are not too serious, but the losses in the city are large.

In previous years, he used the old rice to replace the new rice handed over by the villagers with the old rice piled up in the rice warehouse, and he sold the new rice privately.

He only opened the door of the rice warehouse before the rainstorm, and when he left, he didn't lock it properly, and as a result, the rainstorm hit, and the already wet rice directly became moldy.

Thinking of this, he sighed again.

"Lord Gong, I don't know what worries you? The folk girl may be able to relieve your worries. ”

A clear and clean female voice suddenly appeared, scaring the weak-hearted Gong Qi to sit on the ground.

"Presumptuous! You! How did you end up here? Come on, drag me out! Gong Qi picked up his chair in embarrassment and stood up, roaring fiercely.

The official outside rushed in and was about to pull Mu Xiwen's hand, but Mu Xiwen said unhurriedly: "Don't you want to be promoted?" ”

"Wait a minute!" Gong Qi suddenly stopped the officials, waved them away, and looked at Mu Xiwen with burning eyes: "What do you mean?" ”

"Lord Gong has also sat in the position of magistrate of Anyang County for many years, I have a way to help you get promoted."

Gong Qi sat down again and looked Mu Xiwen up and down, he wanted to mock the other party, but subconsciously believed the truth of these words, after all, he had seen Mu Xiwen's ability.

He pretended to be deep and said, "Tell me." ”

"Didn't the court decree that Tai'an Mansion should pay double taxes this year, and whether there is a disaster in Tai'an Mansion, I believe Master Gong knows better than me. There must be many people who can't afford to pay this double tax at all, and when the time comes, Lord Qincha won't be able to get so much relief food, and the matter will be exposed, and Lord Prefect and Lord Gong will not be able to explain it.

In this case, Lord Gong might as well let the people pay half of the new rice and half of the old rice, so that the relief food will be raised, and the people will not be unable to live. ”

Gong Qi's nostrils opened slightly, and he was about to scold Mu Xiwen, when he suddenly thought of the moldy old rice in his rice warehouse.

？ What a chance!

Let the villagers pay half of the new rice and half of the old rice, and then replace it with all the moldy rice themselves. If Lord Chincha found out, it could also be inferred that the untouchables were secretly doing it.

The light in his eyes flickered, his impatient face suddenly changed, and he said with a smile: "Haha, Miss Mu really thinks about the people. Since you all have this demand, how can this official not be as a parent official? Just follow what Miss Mu said. ”

Stepping out of the county office, Mu Xiwen was still pondering Gong Qi's attitude, originally she thought that it would take a lot of lip service to persuade the other party, but she didn't expect him to agree so easily.

If you want to say that there are no ghosts in it, then you really don't believe in ghosts.

Thinking like this, she couldn't help but glance at Wei Ziyin beside her. What kind of black is the crow in the world, I don't know what the scheming Shoufu Lord knows, does a villain like Gong Qi think?

Wei Ziyin, who was walking silently, seemed to be aware of it, and when he looked up, he was facing Mu Xiwen's suspicious gaze.

“…… What's wrong? ”

"Ah Yin, why do you think Gong Qi agreed to my conditions so easily? What is he going to do? ”

Wei Ziyin retracted his gaze, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a sarcastic arc, "What can you prepare to do, change Chen Mibei." Replacing the new rice handed in by the people with the old rice that is trendy, and then selling it yourself, is a tacit means of those corrupt officials. During this period of heavy rain, the old rice that Gong Qi hoarded must have been moldy, and he was worried that he couldn't find a chance to resell it. ”

！ Mu Xiwen's pupils shrank suddenly, "This is food for disaster relief, Gong Qigou has the courage to cover him!" ”

Seeing that Mu Xiwen's bright eyes were dyed with melancholy, Wei Ziyin, who was originally indifferent, lowered his eyebrows and whispered: "Yanzhou is too far away from Yuqing Province, and the imperial court must have sent ministers from Lin'an Mansion in Nandian Province, which is adjacent to Yuqing Province. As long as the minister does not get in a nest with Gong Qi's snakes and rats, his little tricks are naturally not to be feared. ”

That being said, Wei Ziyin didn't really hold out much hope.

Today's official department Shangshu Wang Heqing is a member of the Taiyuan Wang family, and the prefect of Lin'an Mansion is also a member of the Wang family. And the relationship between the Wang family and the Yi family has always been close, although Gong Qi is a small shrimp, but he is also a member of the Yi family, and it is impossible for the minister not to give him face.

After listening to Wei Ziyin's words, Mu Xiwen's heart immediately rose with ambition, and he was about to go to Youranju, "Ying'an should know something about the minister, I'll go find him." ”

After returning to the village, Mu Xiwen hurriedly organized the villagers to buy old rice and arranged for them to go to the mountains to cut down bamboo and sharpen one end into a sharp weapon.

The Wang family remained closed until the day they paid their taxes two days later.

Shen Shizheng, Xihe Village was already in a bustle, and everyone was in full swing carrying rice and grain.

Mu Xiwen stood in front and said loudly: "There are more and more refugees who have defected to Anyang County in the past few days, so this time we have to unite our four villages to pay taxes, just in case." Except in special cases, each family has at least two men, one to escort the tax rations and one to defend the perimeter.

This food is not only what we have earned for a year's hard work, but also the guarantee of our survival. Are you willing to have your food snatched away by those displaced people, and you and your family become homeless people? ”

"I don't want to! Unwillingly! Countless warriors shouted angrily with improvised weapons made of bamboo.

"Good!" Mu Xiwen turned his head to look at Mu Yue, Mu Shan and the others, "Daddy, uncle, you take the rest of the people to guard the village." If there are displaced people coming in, it is good to give them some food to leave, and most of the people left in the village are old and weak women, so try to avoid conflict. ”

After speaking, with a wave of his arms, the grain brigade set off.

Outside the city gate of Anyang County, thousands of refugees have now gathered.

Hearing that there are great benevolent people here to give porridge, many refugees who had fled to other places began to gather here. It is believed that in a few days, the number of refugees here will increase several times.

At this time, in the group of refugees, a girl who didn't see much dirt on her body spat out the sand in her mouth with some disgust, "Phew! I see that the porridge of this charity is getting weaker and weaker, what kind of good man, the great good man will give us this to eat? ”

There are several men sitting next to the girl, and they are full of deterrence, so even on the way to escape, the girl has the leisure to clean up herself.

A thirty or forty-year-old man beside her poured down the gruel in a few sips, "Qiao Niang, isn't your mother's home in Anyang County?" We might as well go to your mother's house, than wait here every day for a bowl of porridge that can't fill our stomachs. ”

Before Qiao Niang could reply, the girl pouted and complained: "Ah Niang's family is a group of poor people, maybe we need to help them, so I won't go!" ”

The man raised his eyebrows and was about to say something, when there was a sudden exclamation not far away, and he couldn't help but look forward.

I saw a mighty team gradually approaching.

At the outskirts were a convoy of more than a hundred sturdy men in their twenties and thirties, each of whom held a bamboo with one end sharpened.

Surrounded by them were four ox carts and a wagon full of cloth bags. The ox cart was followed by more than 100 men who were carrying burdens or carrying baskets.

Is that...... Grain! Tax grain!

The refugee crowd is boiling.