The old village chief brought his son who was carrying grain to pay his own taxes, and he saw the tax collector kick over the unfilled bucket, and in an instant the grain chestnuts were scattered on the ground.

The villagers bent down in distress and wanted to pick up Gu Li, but they were kicked away by the official next to them, and the surrounding villagers who came to hand over the grain clenched their fists when they saw this scene.

After the official kicked the bucket, he couldn't help but scolded angrily: "A group of mud-legged people, even Lao Tzu dares to coax, and it is written in the account book that your family of six has eleven acres of land."

One mu should pay four buckets of grain, and your family's eleven acres of land should pay forty-four buckets to pay taxes.

Now you have only brought thirty-three buckets of grain, and you say that you have weighed it with your own buckets.

Lao Tzu doesn't call you good at home, anyway, if you don't have forty-four buckets of grain tax now, this official can sentence you to the crime of refusing to pay taxes.

Put you in prison, see if you cheap people dare to say it, weigh it at home. ”

At this time, this fat official, his arrogant face and flesh were trembling, and at this moment he seemed to be able to control the life and death of these people.

The official tied the hands of the villager who had not paid enough food tax with ropes, and rode on his horse to take him to the yamen.

An Chuxia looked at all this with cold eyes, no wonder the villagers knew that the fight brought by the official government was bigger than the standard fight, and they didn't dare to resist.

It turned out that the people in the Yamen of Weixian County were more vicious than expected, and in the first year of An Chuxia's dress, she had no fame, and her family had also paid taxes.

She had read the tax law of the Tanglin Dynasty, because the grain output in the south would be higher than that in the north, and the grain tax would be more than that in the north.

But the bucket capacity standards used in the north and south are the same.

An Chuxia was also curious about the capacity of the bucket, she once measured the weight with a bowl that can hold about a catty, and a bucket of grain is about twelve catties in modern times.

According to the forty-four buckets that the villager who handed over the grain just now, he weighed the forty-four buckets at home, and now he only weighed thirty-three buckets with the bucket brought by the official office.

The bucket brought by the official government should be a bucket with a capacity of about fifteen catties, and each bucket will charge the villagers an extra three catties of grain tax.

At this time, the villagers saw that the first person who handed over the grain was about to take away like an animal, and everyone was angry and panicked.

They all looked at the old village chief, and he told everyone to pay the grain tax according to this standard.

The old village chief was also very anxious, and his sons also looked at their father, and they all wondered if their family had encountered a liar.

At this time, among the man's family who were blocking the horse, a woman pounced on the old village chief and was stopped by a fair-skinned and slender hand.

"Don't worry, Auntie, they can't take your family away today!"

The old woman raised her head and saw a woman standing in front of her with beautiful eyebrows and eyes, a tall and slender posture, and a strong momentum all over her body, looking at her with a smile.

It seems that in her smile, her panicked heart has gradually settled down.

The old village chief's family was finally relieved to see An Chuxia appear, otherwise there were really villagers who were arrested today because of their wrong notice, how could he, the village chief, still have the face to face the villagers.

All the villagers also looked at An Chuxia with curiosity at this time.

The fat officials and several officials sitting on the chairs all looked at An Chuxia's white and beautiful face with squinting eyes at this time.

Hearing An Chuxia's words, he realized that he was here to find fault, so the fat official said with a trembling face: "The little lady is so handsome, why don't you go back with your master to enjoy the happiness and talk to these mud-legged people." ”

An Chuxia's cold eyes flashed, but the expression on his face remained the same, standing there without any waves.

Just as the official came over and reached out the fat pig's hand and touched An Chuxia's face, all the villagers looked at the woman who was about to be bullied by the official, and their hearts sweated for her.

Just when the official's greasy hand was getting closer and closer to An Chuxia's fair cheeks, everyone heard the painful cry of "Ahhh......h

Suddenly appeared in front of the woman and didn't see him move, and the fat official lay on the ground.

At this time, the fat official's face trembled, and he was helped up by several officials, and angrily pointed at An Chuxia and reprimanded: "Bold, disturb the government's tax collection, and dare to hurt the official."

Come on, take these few people who disturb the order of tax collection to the yamen and let the county lord punish them! ”

An Chuxia smiled coldly and said lightly: "Aren't we protecting ourselves?" ”

"Who are you? How dare you be so bold! At this time, a square-faced official asked sharply.

An Chuxia ignored the official and a few officials, turned back to all the villagers and said, "Carry the grain back!" After a while, someone will collect taxes with a standard bucket. ”

All the villagers looked at each other and then at the old village chief.

The officials restrained the lust on their faces at this time.

The square-faced officer's eyes were even more shining, and he looked carefully at An Chuxia and the others, and saw that she was wearing a cyan streamer brocade dress with silver bamboo embroidered with silver thread on it.

Behind her stood a tall man who should be her guard, and the white and thin young man next to him should also be the woman's entourage.

Who the hell is she? What kind of identity is it? can have the confidence to let these people carry back the grain they paid taxes.

He turned his head to look at the official who was about to get angry, and hurriedly walked over to say something to him, only to see the official who was originally full of anger.

Turning his head, he glanced at An Chuxia and them with a grim look, and waved his hand to let the official release the man who was originally tied with his hands.

He walked up to An Chuxia and said with a bit of yin and yang: "Since you let these villagers refuse to pay taxes, then please go to the yamen with us and tell the county lord in person!" ”

Hearing the official say this, An Chuxia did not refuse this time, and nodded indifferently, "Then lead the way!" ”

The official was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect An Chuxia to agree so neatly, squinted his eyes slightly, and smiled coldly and took the lead to the carriage on the side of the road and sat on.

Except for the two officials on horseback, the other officials also walked towards the carriage.

When An Chuxia's three carriages drove out of the village, the official and the square-faced official on the horse were all shocked, and it seemed that they had guessed that this person had some origin.

The old village chief wanted to take the lead in kneeling down to see off An Chuxia, the parent official, but was stopped by An Chuxia.

She asked An Zixi to pick up the bucket that the official had kicked aside and take it away, and then got into the carriage and left abruptly.

The villagers all looked at the carriage leaving in the early summer, and they didn't understand why the people in the official office seemed to be a little stunned by this girl.

The village chief's family also looked at her with respect, but when they asked, the village chief's family only shook their heads.

An Chuxia's carriage followed the officials and officials who collected taxes, and went all the way to the Weixian County Government.

An Chuxia They were taken to the county government hall, and when they looked at the four big characters hanging on the mirror, they couldn't help but shake their heads and smile.

She is probably the first county magistrate to be treated as a prisoner and brought to the lobby to take office!

When Chen Qingshan, the county leader of Weixian County, walked into the lobby with people, he was instantly stunned.

(End of chapter)