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Chapter 151 The anger of the villagers, Ye Xianzun is ill

At noon, the scorching sun was scorching the earth, and there were not many pedestrians in the streets and alleys of Fucheng. Most of the young men who solicited customers went from standing under the eaves to hiding in the house. In this scorching heat, a group of more than a dozen people were carrying seven or eight grain trucks, walking on this road that was so hot that they were burned by the sun. Except for the first few cars were pulled by thin mules, the rear few were pushed and pulled by humans. Whether they were doing their best or sitting in the car to catch the bus, they were all shirtless and sweating profusely, revealing their muscles that were sun-tanned.

Finally, the group of people stopped in front of a rice shop. An old man in the lead turned to greet the others and brought a young man in. Seeing that there was only one of the 18 or 19-year-old men in the huge rice shop were dozing, he stepped forward and called the young man. Seeing that he had no reaction, the old man had to gently push the person with his hands. Now, the man finally woke up. He thought he was neglecting his customers and opened his eyes to see the clothes of these people clearly. He immediately slacked off, yawned and said a lazy sentence.

"Do you want to sell grain? Wheat is two cents per stone, barley is five cents per stone, and no two-price!"

Hearing this, the old man and the young man's face froze. The young man couldn't help but argued loudly: "At that the wheat was two coins per stone and four coins per stone, and two coins per stone? Why did it fall so fiercely?"

"When was it? That was a month ago, and the grain had not been fully collected. Of course, the price was preferential, but now there is food everywhere. Our boss has no place to put it. If it is still the same price, do you let the boss drink the northwest wind? If you like to sell it, go to another house if you don't sell it!"

The old man quickly grabbed the anxious young man with one hand and said with apologizing: "Brother, it's so hot. We are all from She County, Nanxinan, and we transported food from the village from afar. There are not enough mules, and we can push and pull them by manpower. Please give me some extra money for our hard work! To be honest, if it weren't for the urgent urging of summer tax this year, we wouldn't have been so anxious to sell..."

"Isn't Shexian rich? Who told you to delay it until now?" The guy saw the old man's mouth trembling, and the young man pursed his lips angrily. He said arrogantly, "The price below ten stones is the price I just said. If you have more than ten stones, you have to pay 10% off. Otherwise, if the blame comes from my head, my job will be gone!"

The old man had already planned to swallow his anger and sell the food. But when he heard that it had to be 10% off for more than ten stones, he felt his whole heart tremble. At this time, the young man next to him could not help it and pulled the old man up and said, "Dad, if I don't sell it, I don't believe that this whole family will collect food in the entire mansion!"

"Then you go! All the Xiuning rice shops in this Fucheng County are at the same price, and you go to the same store. As for other rice shops, including your Shexian, it has reached the limit and you won't buy a grain of rice at all! If you don't believe it, just go around the city!" The guy said and sneered from his nose, saying sneeringly, "Everyone says Nanxinan is so rich, but I just look like that. It's still the same thing. The two Xinans in Shexian County are not as good as Xiuning and Shangshan Mountain. We Xiuning Shangshan is not as poor as you!"

The young man was already full of anger, but when he was aroused by this sentence, he was completely blown up. He ignored his father who was silent like a clay sculpture and walked out strode away, and roared loudly to the man in the village who was waiting in the grain truck outside: "Wheat is two ounces, barley is five ounces. We have worked hard all year round, and all the money has been cheated by these profiteers!"

As soon as this was said, the surroundings suddenly became an uproar. When I worked hard to go to the city to sell grain for silver and pay taxes in a hot day, I was suddenly hit by such a blow, and the villagers were all confused. The young man who spoke pointed to a grain price sign next to him, suddenly kicked him to the ground, and then said viciously: "Isn't it just that we don't have money to pay summer tax? When collecting grain, I'm desperately suppressing us, but when selling grain, I keep raising the price. I'm fed up! Why are you talking about Liangxinan in She County, which is not as good as Shangshan in Xiuning, and our Nanxinan is looked down upon! Even if you are going to jail today, I want to seek justice!"

Just when the others were still stunned, he rushed to the edge of the grain truck in anger, picked up a whistle stick on the road just in case, and rushed into the rice shop with a loud roar. In a short while, there were screams of ghosts and wolves crying and howling. Faced with such a situation, the others looked at each other, and some came to their senses and hurriedly shouting to dissuade them, but more people were pissed up.

"We are not a big family in our village. We are just like us. There are many sons in our family. A few of them go out to do business and have a wish. Only one of them works hard at home and is working hard to eat. They are all for the sake of living. Why do you look down on us?"

"What's wrong with Nanxinan? It's better than these rice shops and all the profiteers!"

"I've tried my best. I must teach them a lesson today!"

In the rice shop, the old man was desperately stopping his young son, but as the angry villagers rushed in one by one, he finally realized that he could not be good today and no longer had the strength to stop people. When he thought that every year the tax collection season was coming, the grain he had worked hard to harvest and the things produced in other fields would be suppressed to an incredible low price. They often had to sell their houses and fields, or even sell their children, and sometimes they had to leave their hometowns for tax evasion. His eyes narrowed and a hint of despair finally flashed with a hint of despair.

Since I can't stop it, I can only do my best to make a big deal!

The old man immediately sat on the ground and started to cry. The movement here had already attracted many passers-by to look around. At this moment, he saw the old man crying and immediately surrounded him.

"The farmers are suffering! Finally, they have harvested a few more dou of grain in a good year, but the government has to pay enough taxes. The profitable merchants are desperately trying to lower the price of grain and cannot survive!"

After crying and shouting, the old man suddenly rushed to the ground with his head desperately, and he was bleeding for a moment. Faced with this tragic scene, the surroundings were suddenly filled with an uproar.

I am drunk today, and I am worried tomorrow.

As a pretentious five-good literati, Ye Junyao, he originally despised this attitude of enjoying timely life. He passed the Jinshi exam at the Golden List, although he was only the top three. He was awarded an official position in Shexian, the head county of Huizhou Prefecture. He was full of energy and longing for his career. But the result was that he had been plotted against one after another after taking office, and he was thrilling step by step. If he hadn't been keen on his keen eyes and recognized Wang Xiaoshaocai, he would have never been able to live this life. So, now, the summer tax revenue in Shexian this year was 70% and eighty-eight years, and he could finally make time to drink some wine to relax.

Recently, Wang Fulin was busy calling the people of the Qi family army. The county government did not have time to come here at any time, and even Master Li's homework was brought back through Jinbao and Qiufeng. Ye Mingyue either went to Yixiang Club or went to the opposite side to find Wang Erniang and Wang Xiaomei and his sister to spend their days. Ye Daxianzun was even more in charge.

He was born in Ningbo Prefecture. He used to love seafood, just to enjoy the desire to talk. As a result, he got paralysis at a young age, and his family naturally panicked. When he went to the north to take the exam, he could no longer eat fresh seafood. He finally calmed down. Since he arrived in Huizhou, he fell in love with the heavy taste of stinky mandarin fish. Every time Aunt Zhang cooked in the kitchen, all the servants who came from Ningbo Prefecture were away, let alone Ye Mingyue and Ye Xiaopang.

But this time, I kept my daughter from hiding it for several days and was stinky mandarin fish, various river shrimps, crabs and eels, and small wine. I ate all kinds of things. Ye Daxian Zunle felt very sad and had a numb attack. Now I was lying on the bed and hummed in pain. I covered my red and swollen toes with a wet towel soaked in well water, and I was sweating profusely. What made him most embarrassed was that Ye Mingyue scolded Mrs. Zhang in front of him for a while.

"You also know how could my father be so willful with his willful temper? He was better when he was busy before, but now he is free and he is slapping his feet. No wonder my brother wants to let him lead him to do anything!"

Fortunately, Ye Xiaopang was not here, otherwise he would have fled in panic when he heard this. At this time, Ye Daxianzun wanted to find a crack in the ground to get in, but his toes, which had had acute attacks of paralysis, felt distressed. The joints in other parts of his body seemed to be ached faintly. I don’t know if they had an illusion, and even his head was a little drowsy. Seeing that Mrs. Zhang’s face was flushed and complained, he wanted to say a few words to this maid who had the best cooking skills, but suddenly there was a knock on the door outside.

"Miss, Wu Si Li of the Execution Office asked to see the master."

Hearing Xiaobei's voice outside, Ye Mingyue glanced at the father on the couch. At this time, Ye Junyao finally squeezed out a few words from his teeth.

"Mingyue, go see me for me. If there is nothing big, I will send you away. If there is something big, I will say I am sick."

Ye Mingyue was suddenly angry and funny. According to her father's virtue, if she could be promoted in this life, the sun would really be coming out from the west! In desperation, she had to go out. When she arrived at the gate of the second gate of the official government, she saw Wu Sili walking in front of her father's study. She walked forward and said, "Is there anything Wu Sili has to do with her father?"

When Wu Sili saw a beautiful figure coming out in front of him, he glanced at him and found who it was. He hurriedly lowered his head. When he heard this question, he quickly explained: "Miss, please report to the county master, more than a dozen people in Nanxinan Village, She County, smashed the rice shop run by Xiuning, a family in the Xiuning City! It is said that the servants of the government office fast squad have been dispatched, and they have locked all the people back now!"

Ye Mingyue suddenly felt a little nervous, and then asked thoughtfully: "What other news is there on the government office? For example, what does Duan Mansion Master say?"

"Why did Duan Fuzun have not found out yet? The villain just came to ask the county master for advice. Now the government official Shu Tuan was sick. The other magistrates and judges were too lazy to care about the matter of punishment. Should we take back this case? Let's go and investigate in She County?" Wu Sili said this, although he didn't understand why the county master did not show up, he still did not ask rashly, but just waited for an answer carefully.

"Where is Xiaogugong Wang?"

Ye County Zun knew the importance of Wang Xiaoxiucai, and now Miss Ye is the same. Wu Sili is even more sure that Wang Xiaoxiucai is definitely a celebrity in the Ye family! So he quickly explained: "Wang Xiaoguanren has been taking Qi Baihu and those in various villages in She County these days. He has been to Xixinan Village before, but has not come back yet. It is also thanks to the little official who is willing to work hard..."

Ye Mingyue was not happy to listen to these nonsense. What she cared about was whether Wang Fulin could come back in time! According to her father's temperament, she liked to show off her power for nothing. When she really encountered something, she wanted to retreat and just wanted to mix with her. Now, not to mention this disease. She couldn't even push her back. After thinking about it, she could only apologize to Wu Sili: "I will tell my father about this matter. He happened to be sick, I'm afraid you'll ask more for your hard work."

Seeing that Wu Sili agreed timidly, but her face and eyes were quite subtle, she suddenly remembered the last time her father and Wang Fulin played a double act and pretended to be sick. She immediately realized that the other party had misunderstood. But the more she explained this, she didn't want to have any trouble, but with a sudden inspiration, she came up with another idea. After watching the person leave, she turned to Xiaobei and said, "Tell Mrs. Zhang, don't talk too much about my father's illness. Then you go to the Wang family to inquire, it's best to get Wang Xiaogong back."

The county magistrate with a personality like his father is really indispensable!
Chapter completed!
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