An Chuxia said indifferently: "Chen Xiancheng is in charge of the grain department and taxation, so come with us today!" ”

Master Gou didn't want to go to the countryside and do such a thankless task as collecting grain taxes, so he said treacherously: "Then my subordinates will send adults!" ”

An Chuxia hooked her lips and smiled, she just wanted to sit in the yamen and live a life where the wind didn't blow, the rain didn't hit, and she could still get a lot of silver, how could there be such a good thing in the world.

"Let's go together! See how beautiful the scenery in the village is! ”

Master Gou had no choice but to get into a carriage in the yamen and go with him.

The carriage drove out of the county seat and turned onto the small road in the countryside, the road was not as smooth as the avenue, and the potholes made Chen Xiancheng and Master Gou, who rarely went to poor villages, bumpy and almost vomited.

I am secretly poking the villain with a needle in my heart, don't doubt that the villain is our Anxian order.

In the middle of October in the north, the flowers and trees have already shown a withered color, and the yellow and red leaves on the trees have fallen one after another, and the wilderness is endless.

About half an hour away, An Chuxia came to Yuande Village again, still those low, simple, yellow mud and straw thatched houses, and the fence courtyard made of stones.

An Chuxia still let the carriage stop on the threshing floor where the grain was dried, and some villagers noticed that they had taken a look and ran towards the third old village chief's house in the front row of the village.

After a while, the old village chief came over with his son and a few villagers, and saw the county official wearing a light green official uniform, who was the nobleman who had lived in their house that day.

Hurriedly led the people behind him to the front and knelt on the ground, shouting loudly: "The grass people meet the county commander!" ”

An Chuxia leaned his hand lightly, and said in a soft voice rather than majestic: "Old village chief, please get up!" ”

“… Grass people thank you! The old village chief got up with a few villagers behind him saluting.

Chen Xiancheng looked at this dazzling scene, he hated it so much that his liver hurt, and he dreamed that someone would call him that.

An Chuxia took the bucket brought from the official office in the hands of the official servant and observed it to the old village chief, "Look at this fight, but it is the standard bucket standardized by the imperial court. ”

The size of this bucket is related to how much grain tax the whole village pays, the old village chief did not dare to be sloppy, took the bucket and carefully measured the depth of the bucket and the width of the circle with his hands, and then nodded to determine that it is a standardized standard weighing bucket.

An Chuxia saw the relaxed expression on the old village chief's face after inspecting the bucket, and knew that he was afraid that it would still be a big bucket this time.

"Go and tell the families in the village to pay the taxes!" An Chuxia said.

The old village chief hurriedly replied, "Yes! The grass people will go. ”

After the old village chief informed the people in the village, he took a few sons who carried grain and took the lead in paying the taxes.

An Zixi and Zhu Tiehua took a few officials and had already borrowed tables, chairs and benches from the village.

In addition to the officials who keep tax books, An Chuxia and Chen Xiancheng have small benches to sit on.

Master Gou glanced at An Zixi and the others with hidden annoyance in his eyes, but he was also a person with a city government, although he was unhappy in his heart, he did not show it.

Originally, these low-ranking officials, according to the rules, were not qualified to have seats when the adults from other counties did not speak.

I didn't see that the two high-ranking adults were just sitting on the small bench, and if they asked for it at this time, they would only be bored.

"I'm wronged, there is only this kind of small bench in the village!" An Zixi said to Chen Xiancheng in an extremely sincere tone.

But it was still exchanged, Chen Xiancheng snorted coldly.

An Chuxia didn't think there was anything wrong with sitting on the small bench, but for Chen Xiancheng, who was used to sitting on the wide Taishi chair, no matter how he adjusted his position, he felt panicked to sit aggrieved.

The old village chief looked at the officials who came today and saw some of them he had seen a few years ago, and his expression was not as arrogant and invincible as those who came before.

Sometimes they will kindly help the villagers to help, and the old village chief looks at the female county order to take the water in the hands of the village woman.

There was no trace of disdain and disgust on her face, like the middle-aged man next to her, wearing a dark blue official uniform, and her expression was faintly full of disdain and disgust, and she didn't even take the water in the village woman's hand.

An Chuxia took another bowl of water from the village woman's hand and handed it to Zhu Tiehua, who was looking at the water bowl next to him, and said, "If you want to drink, talk and stare at the bowl!" ”

Zhu Tiehua was a little unaccustomed to Chen Xiancheng's disgust with the roughness of the water bowl in the hands of the village woman, and I was afraid that she was still disgusted with the uncleanness, so she took the water bowl and put it to her lips and drank it in a few gulps.

It's better to sigh: "Refreshing!" ”

An Chuxia looked at her and smiled.

The village woman looked at Zhu Tiehua so boldly, and then showed a smile on her face, and she was embarrassed to be rejected just now when she kindly brought water.

Chen Xiancheng snorted lightly from his nose and twisted his head to the side, even if he died of thirst, he would not drink this filthy water.

If An Chuxia knew that Chen Xiancheng thought so, she would give him a thumbs up, because I am afraid that the taxes of this village will be received in the afternoon.

I hope he will strengthen the belief in his heart and not give up his persistence easily.

The villagers who came to pay the grain tax this time were relieved to see that the buckets brought by the yamen were the same as those they had weighed at home.

Every year, I am forced to hand over more, so much food that has been grown so hard, it is simply distressing to death.

Every winter, children cry when they are hungry in the middle of the night, and adults tighten their belts.

If it weren't for the fear of being accused of being a mob and affecting the whole family, they would have fought desperately with those tax collectors who didn't care whether the people lived or died.

Now, they are finally looking forward to it, a county official who collects taxes according to the rules of the imperial court.

Although the extra food they paid in the past could not give them enough to eat every meal, their lives were definitely better than in previous years.

At noon, even Master Gou Yuan and the cunning old guy went to ask the villagers for water to drink.

An Chuxia saw Chen Xiancheng, whose lips had dried up, and couldn't help but hook the corners of his lips and pretended not to see it, and continued to chat with the old village chief about farming in the fields.

Suddenly, I heard the old village chief mention that the people in the village will plant some soybeans in the fields and wasteland, but this kind of thing is a good life, but eating too much will make the stomach bloated.

An Chuxia lowered his eyes and didn't know what he was thinking, and suddenly heard a few cooing sounds in his ears, turned his head and saw Chen Xiancheng's face ugly, stood up and walked aside.

An Chuxia's eyes flashed with inspiration.

The old village chief, who also heard the sound of Chen County's belly, said to An Chuxia that he would go back and let the family cook and entertain them now.

The reason why no one in the village has returned to cook until now is because the poor people only eat two meals a day in order to save food.

Only people in the county town eat three meals a day.

An Chuxia didn't let the old village chief's house cook, and soon when the village woman came to bring her water again, An Chuxia whispered a few words close to her ear.

The village woman looked at An Chuxia in surprise and thought that she had misheard, but seeing the beautiful eyes of the female county magistrate with a smile in her eyes, she knew that she had heard correctly.

Then the village woman nodded to An Chuxia, took the bowl of water after drinking, and hurriedly walked towards home.

(End of chapter)