Group pet small peasant girls: Escape the famine with the space of merit

Chapter 170
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Nuan Nuan opened the curtain of the car and looked outside the village, and found that all the villagers who were supposed to be busy in the field gathered in the open space at the entrance of the village.

In front of the villagers stood a whole row of uniformly dressed yamen servants.

Nuan got out of the car, and Fu Dong walked towards the crowd.

"Nuan Nuan is back!" Some folks saw Nuan Nuan, as if they had found a backbone.

"You are 'Lequan Township Lord'?" A man in his thirties wearing an official uniform gave Wen Nuan a glance, with obvious disdain in his tone.

Nuan Nuan already guessed his identity by looking at the official uniform on his body, but the other party did not reveal his identity, so she pretended not to know: "Yes, I am Nuan Nuan, what advice does this lord have?"

"My official is the county magistrate of Qingyang County. I heard that you have high-yield grain seeds in your hand. Come to collect them today. Hurry up and take out all the high-yield grain seeds in your hand."

This natural and haughty tone made the folks in the village very angry, but the people did not fight with the officials, so they dared not speak out.

Wen Nuan smiled slightly, but the smile didn't reach the bottom of his eyes: "Is there an order from the emperor for the county magistrate to expropriate the high-yield grains from the Lord?"

Qingyang County Magistrate Du Jifeng's face darkened: "I am the Qingyang County Magistrate, don't I even have the right to expropriate some grain seeds?"

A small village lord with no real power dared to fight hard against his majestic parents and officials. Who gave her the confidence?
The warm eyes turned cold: "Fudong, bring the imperial decree!"

"Yes, girl!"

Fudong returned to Wen's house, and quickly took out the imperial decree that Gao Jin personally delivered to Nuannuan.

"Master County Magistrate, do you want Mr. Benxiang to read the imperial decree to you personally?"

Wen Nuan spoke and unfolded the imperial decree, and stared coldly at Du Jifeng: "Mr. Benxiang is the 'Lord of Lequan Town' personally appointed by the emperor. It is clearly written in the imperial edict. The place where Mr. Benxiang is located is within [-] miles. The fields are under the management of the Lord of the Township, and there is no need to pay grain taxes for three years! The county magistrate came to collect high-yield grain seeds, so he must defy the imperial decree?!"

Du Jifeng's face changed suddenly: "'Lequan Township Lord' don't confuse the public! This official is collecting your high-yield grain seeds, not your grain tax!"

"If you want high-yield grains, you can exchange them for silver!" Nuan Nuan said without a doubt: "Mr. Benxiang has limited high-yield grains. First come, first served. The county magistrate must hurry up!"

Du Jifeng didn't expect that a small village lord would dare to contradict him and ask him to pay for grain seeds in front of so many people, and suddenly became angry from embarrassment: "Bold and warm, I am expropriating your grain seeds to save face. Don't be shameless!"

"This is exactly what Mr. Benxiang wants to say to the county magistrate!"

For this kind of person who is not worthy of morality and bullies others, once you compromise, he will only make more progress.

Du Jifeng's face was very ugly: "Wuan, I will ask you again, are you really not going to hand over the grain seeds?"

"Mr. Benxiang said it one last time, if you want grain, you can buy it with money!"

Nuan Nuan and the magistrate of Qingyang County faced each other tit-for-tat, and the villagers were all sweating for Nuan Nuan.

Old Mrs. Wen was so frightened that her hands and feet were shaking. If her eldest granddaughter hadn't pulled her, she would have wanted to go to persuade Nuan Nuan.

This is not Lianzhou City, without Master Qi and Mr. Qin to protect, how can Nuan Nuan fight against the county magistrate here?

If I had known that the county magistrate of Qingyang County was so unreasonable, she and the old man would not have said they would come back!

"Grandma, we have to trust Nuan Nuan." Wen Jing was also worried that Nuan Nuan would suffer, but she trusted this cousin from the bottom of her heart after getting along with her these days.

"Come here!" Seeing that Nuannuan didn't enter, Du Jifeng was furious: "Let me take down this audacious Nuannuan!"

"Nuannuan--"

The villagers cried out.

Nuan Nuan raised the imperial decree in his hand, and said in a deep voice to several government servants who were about to step forward: "The imperial decree is for this, let me see who dares!"

Several yamen servants stared at the imperial decree in Nuannuan's hands fearfully, and stopped moving forward.

"My lord?" One of the yamen servants asked Du Jifeng for help.

Du Jifeng was so angry that he couldn't choose what to say: "Warm, don't use chicken feathers as arrows!"

"Bold Du Jifeng!" Wen Nuan shouted coldly: "This is an imperial decree, you'd better think it through before you say it!"

As soon as Du Jifeng said the words, he knew that he had said the wrong thing. After hearing Wen Nuan's words, his face turned pale, and he said sternly: "Wen Nuan, the emperor named you 'Lequan Township Lord' just to hope that you can benefit the people. The collection of grain seeds from you is for your own good!"

"Mr. Benxiang advises Mr. Du to think less about the holy will." Wen Nuan said with a blank expression: "Mr. Benxiang doesn't need Mr. Du to teach you how to do it!"

Du Jifeng stared at Wen Nuan viciously, and warned: "Wen Nuan, since you moved back to Qingyang County, you should abide by the rules of my Qingyang County, lest you harm yourself and the people in the village!"

Wen Nuan raised his eyebrows: "Mr. Benxiang is dull, please tell Mrs. Du more clearly. What are the rules in Qingyang County?"

"Think about it yourself!" Du Jifeng put down his words, waved his hand, and left with his men.

As soon as Du Jifeng and others left, the villagers gathered around Nuan Nuan and chatted.

"Nuannuan, what does the county magistrate mean?" A fellow villager said worriedly, "Does he mean to embarrass us?"

"Nuan Nuan, if each of our households pays some food to the county magistrate, it will be regarded as a waste of money to eliminate disasters."

Other villagers also agreed: "My family can produce a hundred catties!"

"My family can also produce a hundred catties!"

"How about a hundred catties for each family?"

"to make!"

"no problem."

"Folks, listen to me first." Wen Nuan gestured, and waited until the villagers had calmed down before continuing: "Folks, don't worry, even if Du Jifeng wants to make things difficult for us, we have a reason! I assure you, I will definitely not watch him make things difficult for the villagers!"

"Nuannuan, it's not that we don't believe you." The old village head spoke out for the villagers: "We are worried that the county magistrate will embarrass you."

"Grandfather of the village chief, fellow villagers, we have gone through so many difficulties. If we have to go back to our hometown and live in fear, we might as well go back to Lianzhou!"

In fact, many villagers already regretted coming back, and when Wen Nuan said this, everyone fell silent.

"Folks, just remember one thing, that evil can outshine good!" Wen Nuan continued: "If we behave well, even the county magistrate has no right to punish us!
"Folks, think about it, Cheng Xianzhong and Tian Ran, the county magistrates when we were in Anping City, didn't they embarrass us a lot, but in the end, they also fell down?"

That's right, it's not like they haven't fought with officials before!
The folks suddenly had confidence again.

Seeing this, Nuan Nuan breathed a sigh of relief: "You guys can continue to do whatever you need to do, and I have my own way to deal with the county magistrate!"

(End of this chapter)