After wearing the book, she became the male lead's vicious original match

Chapter 177
It was purely a coincidence that Yun Suhui and Qi Ziheng met. She had just come out of Zhuang Beijiang's medicine shop and saw a group of people crowding along the street. This is the market street. Unbearable.

These people were whispering to each other.

"How did this poor man who sold himself to bury his father come here?"

"Why don't you ask, this street is full of pharmacies and clinics, I must hope that those kind-hearted people who buy medicines and practice medicine will help him bury his father."

"It's not that easy. The medicine store sells medicine, not charity. As for the medical center, maybe you can meet a good doctor to help this baby."

"Help for what, 30 taels of silver, will that bully help?"

"In my opinion, it's better to report to the government. Such a young child loses his father and has to sell himself to bury his father. If he encounters a bad heart, he must be sold to a coal mine!"

After hearing the discussion, Yun Su took another look, and saw an eleven or twelve-year-old boy kneeling on the broken straw mat, not as tall as Ji Yihan, with disheveled hair kneeling on the ground, sallow, emaciated, and bony.

The corpse was still rolled up next to the straw mat, and a wooden board stood in front of it, which said 30 taels of silver for selling one's body to bury one's father.

Yun Su has known for a long time that there are a lot of suffering people in this place, she can't do it well, not to mention the people who are watching the excitement right now have actually reported to the officials.

"The government doesn't have a place to adopt poor and helpless old people and children. What kind of shelter is it called, and it happens to be sent there."

"Yes, there is a place to live and a stutter, and you can find a job."

"That's right, the shelter has contacts with the managers of many shops in the town, and they can do handymen, handicrafts, and waiters."

After a while, a yamen chaperone rushed over, followed by a man in charge, who said to the young man who sold himself to bury his father, "What can you do with your skinny bones?"

"I can read, I can write family letters, and I can also keep accounts." The young man lowered his head, without looking at the other party.

Yun Su was a little surprised. A child of this age can read and write, and keeping accounts is by no means a child of an ordinary family.

"Then are you willing to do the dirty work?" the manager asked again.

"Give me 30 taels of silver, and I will do any work. Let me bury daddy first." The young man said with a bit of backbone.

"You are young, and you have a strong tone. If you are a handyman, you may not be able to earn 30 taels a year." The man began to bargain.

The yamen servant said beside him: "You are almost done. This is still a child. How much work can your rice shop do? If this child is really literate and can keep accounts, you have taken a big bargain."

"The official is joking. You can't enter the accounting room if you know how to keep accounts. You have to be a close friend of the shopkeeper. How can this doll of unknown origin enter the accounting room!"

Yun Su can't hear these words the most. From ancient times to the present, a person's background and family background are far more important than his personal ability. Nepotism, connections, etc. are more outstanding than so-called talents.

"The origin is unknown. If he went to the government's shelter, he would be a child raised by the government." The Yacha retorted, "I don't think you can afford the money?"

The manager was also speechless: "Since it is the child that your government wants to raise, why bother to find me, the shopkeeper of the rice shop, don't think my words are harsh, your government's shelter is not dependent on the taxes of the rich gentry and businessmen in these towns." Does silver hold up?"

This is actually not wrong, but the way of saying it is too rough, it will not give the yamen servant some face, and fortunately, there is a yamen servant present, if Qi Ziheng is the magistrate of the county, I am afraid that he will-

Before Yun Su's thoughts spread out, a long-lost voice came: "This manager, what you said is wrong."

When Yun Su heard the voice, her face changed slightly. Although she hadn't seen Qi Ziheng for a long time, the voice was really impressive, and she glanced at him subconsciously.

Qi Ziheng, who came by air, was wearing a crow blue uniform with white and blue embroidered pine patterns, and the collar and cuffs were trimmed with gold thread.

If Yun Su hadn't recognized Qi Ziheng, she wouldn't have believed that the county magistrate appeared in the crowd so low-key, but judging by his attire, he probably passed by here just after finishing his work and happened to hear the conversation just now.

The clerk obviously recognized Qi Ziheng, and when he took two steps forward to salute, Qi Ziheng stopped him with his eyes.

On the contrary, the manager of the rice shop who spoke such wild words still looked domineering, "This son just said 'this statement is wrong', then I have to ask for advice."

"I can't afford to ask for advice, but let me ask you, if the government and county government do not have this shelter for orphans, widows, old and young, will those rich gentry and businessmen not have to pay taxes?"

Qi Ziheng's simple words left the person in charge speechless.

Some spectators also applauded. Many people know that the shopkeeper of this rice shop is the most tricky cough cough. Relying on the fact that all the rice noodles in the town are from his shop, the price will rise as soon as it is said, which is simply too arrogant. .

"Tax money is the obligation that traders should pay when they do business in the territory of our dynasty. Otherwise, the government will build official roads, open the mutual market, and who will the market benefit from? This tax money is originally taken from the people and used by the people."

Qi Ziheng was already personable, yet so calm, but a few words bluffed the manager, Yun Su felt that the manager was probably nepotistic, otherwise this mouth would have no power to fight back, it is really unbearable Take charge of the title.

"Hmph, what you said sounds so nice, so why don't you come up with 30 taels of silver to help the young man redeem himself?" The person in charge obviously didn't recognize Qi Ziheng, the magistrate of the county, and he publicly challenged him.

"I'm in a hurry to go out today. I really didn't bring so much money with me." Qi Ziheng told the truth that he didn't bring any money at all when he went out to meet the governor to discuss the salt tax.

The manager 'haha' laughed loudly, "You have no money, what are you doing, can't you pretend to teach others just because you have read the book?"

"Presumptuous, what's your attitude?" the yamen servant beside him snapped.

"Yo, officer, why are you so fierce? What's wrong with my attitude? This son has no money to help people bury his old father, and he is wasting his tongue. Am I wrong?" the manager of Mipu said arrogantly. .

Qi Ziheng shook his head, signaling to the county government that there is nothing to worry about.

Yun Su was also curious about how Qi Ziheng would deal with the current situation.

"30 taels of silver is too much. I'll pay 20 taels. He doesn't have to go to Laoshizi's shelter. Our rice shop takes care of his food and lodging, so he can just be a handyman honestly. What do you want?" The person in charge asked the young man.

The young man who sold himself to bury his father hesitated, looked at the wooden sign in front of him, and then glanced at his father who was covered in grass, his eyes suddenly turned red...

(End of this chapter)