space farmer girl busy farming

Chapter 1631 Summer Harvest in Luxi Village ([-])

"Qi Zhuang won't interfere, right?" Patriarch Jin's heart throbbed as he understood, as if he had some bad premonition, but he quickly ignored it.

"There are soldiers on one side and civilians on the other. They want to intervene. What's the matter with them?" Patriarch Jiang was very sure that Qi Zhuang would not ask for trouble, "They don't take it for granted."

Zhang Jin and the two patriarchs were relieved, and the three of them got together to discuss how to deal with this. After all, they just wanted to teach the villagers a lesson, and they didn't really want the government servants to arrest people for tax resistance.

Eating, drinking, and all kinds of bribes are unavoidable. These are the same as in previous years. This year, the amount will be increased, and more benefits will be given. They have children who are studying at home. When it comes to the exam, they will shout when they see the county lord Teacher, the landlord and the yamen are their own people, so I am not afraid that the yamen servants will not stand on their side.

The tax-collecting yamen came as scheduled. Since the founding of the People’s Republic of China, the general rule of tax collection is that the summer tax is mainly based on money, and the autumn tax is mainly on grain. To collect taxes twice a year is a day of ruin for the bottom people. .

The landlords of the three families joined hands as hosts, treated the yamen servants to a good meal, and entrusted them with this little trouble at the banquet.

The yamen servants had enough food and drink, and had enough money in their pockets. I don't know if they were a little confused from drinking too much, but they readily agreed.

The next morning, villagers lined up to pay taxes.

After the self-cultivator in the first row handed over the full amount of cash according to the number of acres of his own field, the yamen servant who collected the money took a scissors to measure the left and right, and a pair of large scissors cut up the small pieces of silver, and then If the quality of silver is not enough, add three coins.

The fineness of the broken silver that was cut with the knife was clearly the same, but the farmer didn't dare to refute it, and it was a trivial matter to make up the money, so he obediently took out another three qian of silver.

The yamen servant took a peg to measure it again, and said that the silver was not enough, and that it was one and a half cents less, and he had to add more.

The farmer had to take out a bigger piece of broken silver and wanted to exchange it for the smaller one, but he was held down by the yamen servant as soon as he stretched out his hand. He was lying on the ground and couldn't get up, and then he was fined for stealing tax money, and he found the money bag from his arms and snatched it away.

Only then did the accountant's servant slowly add a sum to the account book.

The family cried and rushed over to carry him away, but he vomited blood as soon as he was moved. The farmers in the back line were terrified, afraid that they would also end up like this.

When the second person came forward to pay the tax, he consciously rounded up the odds with the idea of ​​spending money to eliminate disasters. The clerk looked through the account book and said that the person defaulted on tax money last year, but the virtue of collecting taxes by the yamen is really true. If you owe tax money, you have already taken sheep, chickens, grain, and people to serve hard labor. How can you let people go to the next year to pursue it.

The farmer knew that the yamen servants were staring at his wallet, so he didn't dare to refute in the slightest. The other party said that he would pay as much as he wanted. God knows how they calculated it. In the end, there was only a dime left. If you buy some oil and salt, you will have no money.

But in the end, this person spent money to eliminate the disaster. Except that his pockets were cleaned again than his face, he was not beaten or scolded. After he walked out of the team, he went home with his family members who looked terrified.

The third person in the row was also a self-cultivator, and like the previous person, he gave as much as the yamen servant asked, and took out all the broken silver in his pocket, leaving only a little copper to go home.

(End of this chapter)