I raised a husband in ancient times

Chapter 31

The government arrests fugitives?

Lu Yiming and Pei Xing looked at each other. The first thing they thought of was naturally the person lying in the room, but when they thought about it carefully, the time didn't match.

He quickly analyzed the current situation. They deliberately avoided the crowd when they came down from the mountain. Even if someone saw the reporter and sent the government officials from the town to Wuhe Village, they shouldn't have been so fast.

Everything is prepared for eventuality, so be prepared for the worst.

After calming down, Lu Yiming gently pinched Pei Xing's palm and whispered: "Go and seal the cellar lid, and then stay in the room with your mother. If I don't call you, don't come out." Pei Xing's worry was

palpable, but He knew that at this time, there was nothing he could do to help, so it was best not to be a drag.

"Husband, be careful."

After the person disappeared into the house, he arranged his clothes and opened the courtyard door.

The raised palm of the knocker was hanging in the air and was about to fall. It looked like he was impatient and wanted to urge again.

This was the scene when they met. Lu Yiming calmly shouted: "Master."

There were about the same number of officials, five or six people. There were several rice trucks behind them, and most of the grain had been loaded. They probably just came from the Ancestral Hall Valley. Cangna came to their house after collecting the scattered grain.

Logically speaking, the tax collection after the autumn harvest is done by Li Zheng going door-to-door to inform the villagers, and the villagers can go to the granary in the ancestral hall on a fixed day to hand over the tax according to the tax standards.

But there are eight families in the village who are a special case. In recent years, the tax law stipulates that if the number of fertile fields in each family exceeds the total registered population, they must pay separate taxes.

The first is to prevent farmers from wasting farmland resources, and the second is to use alternative forms of exploitation to increase tax revenue.

Unfortunately, Lu Yiming's family did have a few acres of land that was not cultivated this year and the harvest was small, but the preferential treatment for joining the army was gone.

The man frowned and looked at him displeased, as if he was dissatisfied with the delay. He took out the household registration book, compared it and said, "Is your son Lu Shun's son?" " That's right

," he said.

His tone was just right in front of Gu Huan, but it would only increase his resentment in front of this person who has long been disliked. Naturally, he would not be in a good mood to be polite to you: "Collect grain, Lu Shun's family has seven acres of fertile land and three acres of dry land. I have applied for thirty-four Dou grain."

Good land is taxed one for five, and dry land is taxed one for ten.

This has been the land tax standard in recent years. Due to the long years of war, the state treasury lacked grain and grass reserves, so it increased taxes from the people, collecting 10% more than before.

The two countries have ceased war this year. In addition to the natural disasters in the past three years, it is reasonable to issue a tax reduction policy, but now it seems that the food tax has not been reduced.

Their rice yield is less than 2 shi per mu, which means their total rice yield is only 5 shi of rice and 1 shi of wheat.

Lu Yiming secretly calculated in his mind that one stone would cost ten pounds, which would cost them more than three-fifths of this year's rice harvest.

Based on the calculation of six kilograms per bucket, half a kilogram per day for an adult, their family of four would have far less than enough rice and flour for a year after removing the bran.

The harvest of the rented fields was not as good as their family's. The rent they paid for the fields was not rice, but converted into money for them, which was not much.

As for farmers who want to secretly report their harvest?

That was unrealistic. The imperial court had conducted surveys in various places before the autumn harvest. They estimated the yield per mu of field this year and collected taxes based on the average level. Lu Yiming's family did not even meet the standard of two stones per mu.

"This year's taxes are still the same as last year?"

The man held a notebook and recorded something on it. Hearing Lu Yiming's question, he raised his head and said, "Why, do you have any objections?"

"How can it be, sir? The kid in the family is the first. This is the first time I've encountered a tax issue, so I'm a little confused. I hope you'll forgive me." Father Lu said as he handed over a few coins and pressed them under the official's hand.

The man glanced at Lu Shun and accepted it without refusing.

Lu's father had gone to the fields to dig up soil before and heard that a government official was going to his house. He was afraid that his tough-tempered son would conflict with the officers, so he went straight to the house with a hoe.

Came quite in time.

"I don't know how much food we will hand over this year. I will ask my boy to move it out."

Li Zheng had informed him in advance. Father Lu actually knew what he was doing, but he just confirmed it again.

"The land tax is thirty-four dou."

"Okay, sir, take a seat, drink some tea, moisten your throat, and we will go move."

Lu's father humiliated and greeted him with a smile, while Lu Yiming lowered his eyes and said nothing. I clasped my index finger lightly, not knowing what I was thinking.

Lu's father took people to the kitchen and moved baskets of rice into the courtyard. Father Lu had some sweat on his forehead.

"Sir, this is the grain we have weighed. Please check and accept it." The

previous leader took a piece of pastry on the table and put it into his mouth. After chewing it gently, he did not get up immediately, but tapped the seat with his index finger. He held his hand and said casually: "This pastry is good."

Seeing this, Father Lu turned around and asked Lu Yiming to wrap up a plate of homemade osmanthus cake and handed it to him.

Seeing that Father Lu was very wise, the man stood up with a smile and began to collect food.

He approached each bamboo basket filled with rice, raised his feet, and kicked it hard. The bamboo basket shook twice and did not fall over, but a lot of rice inside spilled out. It was false to confirm whether the bottom was hollow, and it was true to shake off some rice.

After being kicked hard, these baskets of rice were moved to the weighing rack. As expected, they were less than the original quota.

"Add another bucket."

There isn't that much rice scattered on the ground, but you want to reason with the official? Offending a police officer in ancient times was punishable by imprisonment or a slap in the face.

Lu Yiming pursed his lips, not looking at the triumphant smiling face looking at him. His thumb gently circled the knuckle of his index finger, and he even wanted to laugh. No one had been so arrogant in front of him for a long time.

When a tiger falls in peace and is bullied by a dog?

A cold light flashed quickly in his eyes, which quickly calmed down, telling himself that this was not the end of the world.

It is impossible to swallow the anger, but this shiny face can be decorated to be worthy of this person.

A certain official who was still putting on airs was not aware of the lurking crisis. He swaggered with his hands behind his back and ordered people to load the grain into the car.

After the loading was completed, the man smiled and greeted: "We have worked hard this year. The court has nothing to do. There is a war and the treasury is in short supply. There is nothing we can do. We just follow the rules." A slap in the face is a

common trick to win people over. .

"Wherever we go, we common people also contribute to the imperial court."

Ordinary people wouldn't dare to say something bad about the imperial court. They would be emboldened by their ambitions. As the saying goes, it is better to do less than to do more. Father Lu would not easily offend these officials.

Seeing the group of people's backs getting smaller and smaller, Father Lu's fake smile naturally tightened. Seeing that his son had no intention of reflecting, he sighed softly. He was indeed young and frivolous.

"Go in."

Two heads popped out of the originally closed room. After confirming that the official had left, Pei Xing rushed to Lu Yiming and shouted anxiously: "Husband, that person is awake!"

Father Lu looked confused as to who was awake. ?

Originally, Mother Lu almost fainted when she saw that their home was harboring a seriously injured person. She thought Brother Xing and A Bao had annoyed the guards because of this.

Later, she found out that he was a grain harvester, so she didn't say much, but she was still curious about what was going on with this man, especially when she met the man's eyes when he had just woken up. He looked like a lone wolf that she had seen before, extremely ferocious. I still feel terrified.

With Xiaomiao protecting him, Lu Yiming felt relieved. After entering the cellar, he found that the man had sat up and was holding the jade pendant with the word "Gu" on it with one hand.

Seeing someone coming, he put away the jade, recognized Lu Yiming attentively, and nodded to him: "Thank you." " It's okay." Lu Yiming handed him some water and liquid food, "Tell me what

you didn't say before."

After he was thirsty and hungry, the man slowly said: "I was originally a jade merchant. I was deceived by my brother that there was an unexploited rough stone mine here. I came here to investigate. Unexpectedly, this was a trap in itself. I blame myself for trusting others too much."

Pei Xing might have believed this statement, but Lu Yiming did not believe a word of it. The jade merchant did not have so many old scars and arrow wounds on his body, but he did not want to go into details.

"Who is the 'Yue Lai' you mentioned before?"

"It's a friend of mine from the town. I wanted you to send me a message. Since I have nothing to do, I'll let it go."

The man said He didn't think of that old friend as a simple friend, but rather like the way little Pei Xing looked at him.

"I have something to trouble my brother."

"Please tell me."

"Allow me to stay here temporarily. In addition, if you need my life-saving grace in the future, you can go to the Treasure Pavilion in the town and take the token. Go find their manager." The

curtain

fell. After washing, Li Depan lay on the bed and suddenly felt his face was dry and itchy.

He scratched his face, but it seemed to be getting more and more itchy and he couldn't stop itching.

Just as his concubine was about to throw herself into the other man's arms, she was suddenly frightened by his face in the dark and cried: "Ah - your face, sir!"

He pushed the man away and put his face in front of the bronze mirror. The stranger had a red rash on his face, and where he scratched there were streaks of blood, making him look like an evil ghost.

"Who did this!"

A burst of rage echoed through the sky from Li's house, and everyone in Li's house stayed awake all night.

These things have nothing to do with Lu Yiming. They just asked Xiaomiao to sprinkle some small things on him, which are not fatal.

After practicing calligraphy as usual, wash up and go to bed.

Lu Yiming took the person's body, put his head on the other person's shoulder, and said softly: "Xiao Xing, I want to take the martial arts examination."

Originally, Pei Xing was still a little shy about this intimacy, but was shocked by his sudden words, but after a while Thinking of what happened in the evening, he understood that his husband's decision was not groundless.

"I support whatever your husband does."

Under the imperial power system, it is not force that determines the world. Small moves in the dark are always not visible on the stage. The power of power is the key to this dynasty.

He wanted to protect the people in his arms and this warm and peaceful home, so he couldn't stay lazy and do nothing.

"Husband, could that man be a fugitive wanted by the government?" Seeing that her husband had not spoken for a long time, Pei Xing revealed what he had been worried about.

Lu Yiming gently pinched his ear, which was smooth and round, and felt good: "Don't worry, although this person didn't tell the truth, he is not a criminal, and maybe his status is quite high."

The man's conversation and behavior were not ordinary. merchants.

"Oh, but then why did he appear in the mountains and be so seriously injured?"

The other party's long eyelashes fluttered up and down in the darkness. With a thought in his heart, he outlined the corners of his eyes with his fingertips and stamped them.

"Don't discuss other men with your husband in bed."

The author has something to say: Mathematics always makes people's heads hurt. I don't know if I have made a mistake in my calculations. If so, friends, remember to remind me ~ Woohoo, you are a scumbag in mathematics. It's too hard to be a scumbag...

(ps: I will revise the article during the day tomorrow ~ I won't ask for leave ~)