It's late autumn.

The withered yellow leaves fall slowly with the autumn breeze, with a hint of coolness.

It is clear that it has reached the harvest season, but the people of Huashui County have no joy on their faces.

The people lined up to pay their grain in front of the tax collectors.

The tax collector was so proud that his eyes were almost lifted to the sky, and only his nostrils could see people.

Holding a booklet recording the weight of grain, there is a large scale in front of him, and on either side of the scale is a fierce sergeant standing with a sword in his hand.

The faces of the people were full of sorrow, and they poured the grain that had been harvested after a year of turmoil into the hue in front of the tax collector.

It wasn't until the whole Hu was full of spikes that the people reluctantly tied up the bags of grain.

The tax collector tightened his eyebrows and kicked on the hu, and the grain that came out was immediately scattered on the wooden tray that had been placed below.

"What are you doing, you haven't paid enough food, why did you close the bag, is it possible that you want to resist paying taxes?"

The tax collector said indifferent words in his mouth, but it was like a cold knife stuck into the hearts of the people.

And the soldier on the side, whose face was full of flesh and viciousness, raised the Pu knife in his hand, and the cold light was cold.

"Official, please do it, without this food, our family will starve to death next year!"

Just a small handful of food made the people in front of them kneel on the ground without dignity and beg bitterly.

"What's the use of you begging me, we are also helping the official family, resisting the payment of taxes, but we want to kill our heads!"

The tax collector had long been accustomed to seeing the tears of these people, and the expression on his face had not changed, and the sergeant on the side had leaned over with a knife.

The people were forced to have no choice but to untie the bag of grain again, and put the grain into the hut one by one.

The tax officer's eyes were polished, and he shouted again with a bit of yin and yang.

"It's not enough!"

"Official, it's really going to starve to death, my two children haven't been weaned yet, the child has no food, where does the child get the milk to drink......"

The tax officer's face sank, and the brush in his hand was tightly pinched: "Come on, this Diao people dare to resist taxes!" ”

At this moment, the people who were kneeling on the ground and kept kowtowing felt a shadow covering the top of their heads, so they raised their heads to look.

He found a middle-aged scribe in a Confucian robe, with a child about eight or nine years old standing in front of him.

"His family didn't pay enough taxes, and Zhong came to pay them for him."

The middle-aged scribe frowned, a hint of pity in his eyes.

When the tax officer saw that Zhong Yunyi was wearing the clothes of a scholar, he immediately changed into a flattering expression.

"Your Excellency, you are so kind-hearted that you are willing to pay taxes for these mud legs...... Would you rather use grain or convert it into coins? ”

And this middle-aged scribe and child is Zhong Yunyi and Zhang Baigui.

Zhong Yunyi let out a cold snort in his nose, took out ten Daqian treasure banknotes with a denomination of one hundred yuan from his cuff pocket and handed them to the tax officer.

"Your Excellency, you ...... If you give too much money, the tax paid by this mud leg is only five or six dollars. ”

Zhong Yunyi raised his eyebrows, and scolded in his mouth: "You also know that it is only five or six yuan, and you have to be drenched in the tip of the kick, greedy for these few dollars to starve the family to death, can you have a good conscience?" The money was paid for all the people behind him! ”

The tax officer's face was gloomy, although he was willing to give Zhong Yunyi some thin noodles, it was also the Confucian robe that Zhong Yunyi was wearing.

"We're also for the official family, don't get in the way of my office if you don't know! Otherwise, don't blame us for being polite and taking you down! ”

Zhong Yunyi's face turned angry: "Okay, I'd like to see how you take me down?" ”

The tax officer's eyes rolled, and then he scolded sharply: "Someone, this person obstructs the tax collector from exercising his duties and preventing the people from paying taxes, and he is not taken down?" ”

Several soldiers with big swords next to him leaned forward with hideous faces at the moment, Zhong Yunyi was naturally not afraid, and the Confucian robes on his body were hunting.

At that moment, there was a hurried sound of horses' hooves.

A white-faced, beardless eunuch in palace clothes galloped on the street.

"Get out of here, get out of here, there's an urgent will, don't all get out of here!"

Some of the people around couldn't dodge, and seeing that they were about to be killed by the eunuch driving the horse, Zhong Yunyi's face turned pale, and the heroic righteousness on his body suddenly exploded, knocking the eunuch off the horse.

Then he calmed the horse with Haoran righteousness, and then walked in front of the eunuch.

When the eunuch saw that someone dared to attack him, he was furious at the moment, but he found that it was Haoran righteousness who attacked him, so he forcibly suppressed his anger and looked at Zhong Yunyi in front of him.

Zhang Changshi...... What are you doing in Huashui County? Zhong Yunyi naturally had a deep impression of this eunuch, and it was he who beat himself with twenty canes in front of the noon gate of the palace.

"Hmph, Your Majesty has a decree, why don't you quickly kneel down and accept the decree?" Zhang Changshou had an extremely proud look on his face, and his tone was very unpolite, and he said to Zhong Yunyi.

As the emperor's favored minister, even in the face of a monk in the second realm, he had enough confidence to say such flamboyant and domineering words.

"Then have you ever known that monks in the third realm can not worship when they encounter orders?"

Zhong Yunyi's tone was not good, he had never liked to associate with these eunuchs, not to mention that the other party had almost hurt innocent people just now.

"You are the monk who entered the third realm of Confucianism and Taoism half a year ago?" Zhang Changshou had a look of surprise on his face, as if something suddenly flashed in his mind, and suddenly changed his face and became groveling.

"It turned out to be Lord Zhong, it's really gratifying, no wonder Your Majesty wants to summon you back to the capital, you and other ministers of the humerus still have to play a big role in the capital!"

Hearing Zhang Changshi's words, Zhong Yunyi's face was slightly solemn, and he asked with some uncertainty: "Recall me back to the capital?" ”

"That's right." Zhang Changshou showed a sad look on his face, "Your Majesty is not in good health now, and many imperial doctors are helpless, so I thought of you, Mr. Zhong, I am afraid that you were summoned back to the capital to entrust you with important things." ”

At this time, the tax official didn't understand what was going on, and he rushed over with an angry face and wanted to pick up Zhong Yunyi's collar.

Zhang Changshi's eyes burst out with a cold light, and with a wave of his hand, he spat blood from the tax official's mouth, and said with a scolding in his mouth: "What you don't have the ability to see, can't you recognize our clothes?" ”

When the sergeants saw that this eunuch was actually a martial arts master, they were immediately frightened.

The tax collector's eyes were frightened and blood was spitting out, but he couldn't speak, after all, he was just an ordinary person, and this Chang Shi was a master of the first realm of martial arts, so it was okay if he didn't kill him on the spot, but he still fainted after struggling a few times.

Zhang Changshou continued to scold: "What do you see, don't you hurry up, the big things in the capital, do you dare to eavesdropping?" ”

The sergeants looked at each other, glanced at each other, and then hurriedly left with their hands in front of Zhang Changshi.

Zhong Yunyi frowned and looked at everything in front of him, then took the holy decree sent by Zhang Changzhi, and frowned after opening the holy decree and reading it.

"Your Majesty is seriously ill?" Zhong Yunyi asked the holy decree monk in his hand later.

Zhang Changshou's face changed suddenly, he pulled Zhong Yunyi, looked cautious, and said in a low voice: "Lord Zhong, be quiet...... Since you have received the will, go back to the capital with us as soon as possible, and I will arrange your family. ”

But he didn't expect Zhong Yunyi to shake his head when he heard this, and said slowly: "Although Your Majesty has made a will, I have been entrusted by others to take care of him, and only after that person comes back, can I go back to the capital with you." ”

Zhang Changshi's face turned red, and he wanted to scold with anger in his chest, but when he thought of Zhong Yunyi's identity and cultivation, he suddenly couldn't help but say in a deep voice: "You must know that you are resisting the decree!" Who is he and what is so important to you? ”

Zhong Yunyi didn't want to explain, but he thought that the other party came from the capital in order to convey his will, so he patiently explained: "It's a friend of Zhong who entrusted Zhong to take care of his family's cat and ghost." ”

"What? Are you just for the sake of a cat and a ghost? Zhang Changshou's eyes widened at the anger in his chest, and he finally couldn't help it, and scolded, "Mr. Zhong is to put it bluntly, you are now a commoner, if you don't obey the order, even if you have the cultivation of the third realm, it is a great disrespect to Your Majesty, you may be able to avoid punishment but your family ......"

Zhong Yunyi's eyes narrowed slightly, and he said in an indifferent tone: "Zhang Changshou is threatening Zhong?" ”

The momentum of the third realm on his body suddenly exploded, and Zhang Changshi, who was pressed, was almost out of breath.

Zhang Changshi suddenly reacted at this time, and the Zhong Yunyi in front of him was no longer the Second Realm monk who allowed him to be humiliated with the blessing of the imperial power.

There are many monks in the second realm, and the imperial power can still suppress them, but the cultivators in the third realm, even if the imperial power, has to give three points of face.

This is also why the Seven Holy Army, with a few third-realm monks on the bright side, can set off a mighty uprising.

Zhang Changshou hurriedly lowered his head and replied, "Don't dare to ......"

"Then dare to ask Lord Zhong, how long will your friend have to wait to come back?"

Zhong Yunyi pondered for a while, and then replied: "Zhong doesn't know either, my friend came and went without a trace, and it was very mysterious. ”

Zhang Changshou held back his anger and said, "Then how long do we have to wait?" ”

When I said this, I was already a little gnashing of teeth.

At this moment, a familiar voice came from not far away, which made Zhong Yunyi can't help but look up.

"Can't wait long, isn't Poor Dao coming back?"

Lin Shou smiled through the crowd and came to Zhong Yunyi, with a bright peach blossom blooming on his knuckles.

Zhang Changshou looked at Lin Shou wearing a shabby Taoist robe, and suddenly felt contempt in his heart, and said with a bit of sarcasm: "This is the friend you are waiting for, Mr. Zhong?" Seeing that this Taoist priest is not a master of Taoism, I am afraid that he is a charlatan who doesn't know where to deceive? Or is this person here to get close to Mr. Zhong and ask for food? ”

Zhong Yunyi's face was ugly, and he was about to scold.

But Lin Shou said with a smile: "Mr. Zhong, didn't I inform you before I left...... The time is coming, so why wait for poverty? ”

"How dare you, a Taoist priest, ignore our family? Isn't it ......."

Zhang Changshou was a little puzzled by what he said, and just wanted to continue to make mockery, but before he finished speaking, Lin Shou turned his head with a cruel smile on his face, and stretched out his right arm to him and shook it weakly.

"Noise!"

"Smack!"

As Lin Shou's palm clenched, Zhang Changshou suddenly turned into a pool of blood.

(End of chapter)