For many days in a row, the thunder and light continued at night, the rain was trickling, but the sun was shining in the daytime, and the cicadas were singing, and this kind of celestial phenomenon, even the ten-year-old half-year-old child knew that this year was a good year, and the rain was replenished at night, and the sun was scorched during the day, which was a good phenomenon to increase production.

The fields were full of people working hard, and the village chief went door to door to let people drain the water in the fields, and the villagers did not understand, "Rice is to grow in water, and it is okay to drain the water?" ”

The village chief said: "This is what the lord of the yamen said, saying that this is a method of increasing yield that the imperial court finally obtained, which is called falling water and draining, so that the rice will be stronger." ”

"They have opened the gates of the fields."

The villagers talked a lot, but since the court said so, it must make sense, "Anyway, it will be collected in a few days, and everyone will be staring at it." ”

"Hey, Aunt Zhou is dressed so neatly, go to relatives."

Aunt Zhou said with a smile: "There is a prayer meeting in Puji Temple today, and I will also go to worship, so that the Bodhisattva can bless me with a few catties of grain this year." ”

Slowly, there were many more women on the village road, all of whom went to Puji Temple to worship the Bodhisattva.

Today's Puji Temple has opened early in spring, ten miles and eight villages, and people from large and small towns have come to a lot, "This incense is really prosperous." ”

Xu Wu, who was mixed in the crowd, sighed, but unfortunately there were almost all fake monks inside.

"We're doing the right thing for the heavens, aren't we? I still recite the scriptures, but I don't know which sub-scriptures I recite, and I have threads of flesh hanging on my teeth, and I am not afraid of the Bodhisattva's blame. ”

"I'm afraid I won't do it." Ju Wei nodded, "It's about to start, check again, don't make a mistake." ”

At the same time, Zhang Yuanwai and the others were also ready, counting the time to prepare to set off for the Chengwen Temple, and at this moment the people they sent out had already begun to act.

There are many people in the teahouse and restaurant, and there are many people in the streets and alleys, these people are full of righteous indignation, "Zhang Yuanwai's affairs make people can't sleep at night, you tell me, how many taxes have been on our heads over the years, and how difficult our people's lives are." ”

"Zhang Yuanwai is not that they don't pay back the grain, he wants to have it, the yamen levy is to be a one, there are officials to take office to collect, the official is gone to levy, what prince is here to levy a lot, when is the life of our people a head, want me to see, this tax will not be paid this year, and the people of the yamen dare to cut us down?"

"That's right, those dog officials only care about currying favor with the people above, when have they ever been concerned about our people, they won't pay this tax today, and they must let the yamen give an explanation."

People are like this, it's not about themselves, it's about themselves, it's about hysteria, many people have begun to respond, everyone thinks well, everyone makes trouble together, who does the yamen arrest?

Is it necessary to lock up all the people in the city in the yamen?

If it doesn't work, forget it, if it does, won't it be earned?

The noise soon became a trend, and many people began to denounce the imperial court for oppressing the people, leviing too many taxes and miscellaneous taxes, and defending each other for the officials rather than the people.

This matter reached Yan Mu'an's ears as quickly as possible, and Yan Mu'an chuckled, "If you don't go crazy, you can't survive, help them." ”

If you want to make trouble, you will make the biggest trouble.

More and more people gathered together to form a huge anti-tax contingent, holding high the slogan of being the master of the people and opposing excesses and miscellaneous taxes outside the government office.

Those students who were bewitched or entangled in interests also began to put pen to paper, and freely denounced the injustice of the court, the oppression of the people, and the people's misery.

"Brother Wen, don't write it."

Some hearts are empty, this is and the court openly against the acute, the student surnamed Wen showed disdain, hard to write, after a while an article scolding the court was written, lost the pen is very satisfied with their masterpiece, "What are you afraid of, we are asking for the people's life, guarding the justice of the people, the harsh taxes and miscellaneous taxes are as fierce as a tiger, the court does not care about the life and death of the people, there must be someone to speak for them." ”

As long as the words 'for the people' are on your lips, it is a talisman, how can the imperial court treat so many people?

The persuader shook his head, but finally put down his pen, and was ridiculed by the student surnamed Wen for a while.

"Being in a high position, high-ranking officials are generous, but they use ruthless methods, pollute the country and harm the people, and enrich their own pockets with harsh taxes and miscellaneous taxes"

"It's bold, bold!"

When Governor Yang saw the articles written by those students scolding him, he only felt that his head was dizzy, and he felt that the princess was just removing their fame and not allowing scientific examinations for ten years, which was too light, and they should all be exiled to mining.

Master Qian persuaded: "Adults are angry, but a small article, just this half a day, and let them be arrogant." ”

Yang Zhifu took a deep breath, calmed down his emotions, and waited for those to fall into his hands, and they were good-looking.

The sound of the call from outside had reached his ears, but he didn't send anyone to stop it, he just closed the door of the mansion, and soon those people surnamed Zhang would go to the weeping temple, and these people would naturally go with him.

In addition to strengthening the patrol, the palace is different from the previous merger, and the palace is even quieter and terrible, Zhang Yuanwai has a vague bad premonition in his heart, "None of the people in the yamen have moved?" ”

The messenger shook his head, and Zhang Yuanwai was even more uneasy, at this time, the yamen should send people to stop the rumors.

Just when he was about to send someone to continue to inquire, the old man of the Zhao family, who was going to the weeping temple with him, said, "At this time, what does the yamen do, what can a foreign official do to us?"

"The previous prefect jumped high enough, and in the end he didn't leave in disgrace."

"At this moment, there is a situation outside, as long as we get out of this door, we will be the most righteous people in the eyes of the people, their saviors, they will only be grateful to Dade, a bunch of fools."

The old man surnamed Li also touched his beard and looked at the ink treasure in the hall that he begged for a lot of money, "The rise and fall of the world is the responsibility of the husband, and the writing is really good, but it's a pity that I can't control the rise and fall of the world, but who can still manage this Yongcheng." ”

Several people behind him nodded, how many years have they been in Yongcheng, these gentry have the final say, when were they bullied to the point of playing the board?

The uneasiness in Zhang Yuanwai's heart disappeared without a trace in a blink of an eye, and he raised his eyes to look at his calligraphy, "I want those people to see our ability." ”

"Officer."

He is really not afraid, as for the palace, how capable can a woman be?

Isn't it good to be an honorable princess?

After noon, there are a lot fewer people on the street, there is no way, and the trouble is also to eat, which cannot be delayed.

After a meal, the momentum is much weaker, and when you are full, your brain will be clear, and when you look back, the yamen doesn't seem to treat them well, but those people in the dark will not let them go, and the people in charge will not let them go, beating gongs and drums on the street, and reconvening the team to resist taxes.

After eating and drinking, Zhang Yuanwai received the news from Puji Temple, and immediately burst into laughter, "Everyone, pack up, we are going out." ”

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