Chapter 1446 (2/2)
Photons are not satisfied.
He is the pillar of the moonlight Opera Troupe where everyone loves to see flowers bloom. He is not a crowd of supporters there. How come people in the village are afraid of them.
”My Lord, don't be angry. You should put down the small ones first. The small ones are suffocating.” The old man frowned and begged Qin Xiaochuan.
Ye Lingyue a look, Qin Xiaochuan just let go.
”These villagers regard you as the tax collectors. The grain in the village is not rich, so it is put in the village head's house.”
The old man shook his head and found the village head's house with ye Lingyue.
In the backyard of the village head's house, a large amount of grain was piled up in an orderly manner. Once checked, the quantity was a little bit more.
”Village head, what is the matter. Why is the grain in the village not distributed to the villagers? ”
Ye Lingyue's face, floating thin angry color.
”You don't know, my Lord. These grains can't be moved. They are used to pay taxes. If a load is missing, the whole village will suffer. ”
The village head frowned, and told ye Lingyue the whole story.
Originally, this village is called Pan Village, which has been growing sorghum rice for generations.
Because the soil and water in this area is very suitable for the growth of sorghum rice, it can be planted two seasons a year.
Fang'a county collects a certain amount of grain and rice tax every year.
Originally, there was surplus grain in the village, and the villagers were able to make a living by paying taxes.
But three or four months ago, the wells and rivers in the village were dried up for some reason.
In addition, in recent months, the weather in fanga county is dry and rainless, and the village has not enough water for people and animals, let alone irrigate the grain fields.
In a few months' time, the village will have to pay the grain tax again. The head of the village is afraid that the county magistrate and others will investigate it. As a result, the villagers' life is even worse. So he has to contact Liu tou, who is the food guard in fang'a County, to smuggle some rice from BeiCang.”I don't plan to take these rice grains privately. These are all county grain. If one grain is missing, I will lose my head. I'm just going to muddle through this time, and when the drought in the village is over, I'll pay some grain privately. ”
The village head sighed.
Guarding the food, but only let the villagers starve, as the village head, he saw such a scene, is also sad.
In order to make a living, some of the young people in the village have left Pancun, leaving only a few lonely old people, children and women, which makes the farmland even more unattended.
The villagers had to eat one meal a day, and they were even more in short supply of water.
”Grandfather, I'm thirsty.”
The little grandson of the village head's family nestled in the village head's side. His lips were cracked with thirst.
The village head's eyes were sour, and a few drops of muddy old tears rolled out of his eyes.
”The drought is so serious, why don't you tell the county to reduce taxes earlier?”
Ye Lingyue listened and asked, while taking out several water bags from the storage bag. Seeing the water, the little guy's eyes were bright, but he did not dare to take it.
Until the head of the village nodded, the little guy took the water bag and ran out. He thought it was to give it to his family.
”My Lord, you are from other countries. I don't know. The county magistrate is a jerk. He used to force every village to pay taxes on time with a little power. If he didn't pay attention, he would fight and kick. I heard that the county magistrate had fallen before. But the county magistrate has been their pawn ever since. When they arrived, they imposed additional taxes, saying that they wanted to accumulate some merit. In this way, the life of the nearby villages is even more difficult. If any village fails to pay, it will be imprisoned at least, but it will lose its head if it is serious. ”
As soon as the village head talks about demon hunters, his heart is full of fear.