A poor family counterattacks, she is beautiful and sassy on the way to the imperial examination

Chapter 140 The Size of a 140 Liter Bucket

The old village chief came to pay his family's tax with his son who was carrying grain, and saw the tax collector kick over the half-filled bucket, and the grain and chestnuts were scattered all over the ground in an instant.

The villagers bent down to pick up the chestnuts in distress, but they were kicked away by the yamen servant next to them. The villagers who came to hand over the food all clenched their fists when they saw this scene.

After the official kicked the bucket, he couldn't help cursing angrily: "A bunch of mud-legged people, even I dare to deceive you, it is written in the account book that your family of six has [-] mu of land.

You should pay four buckets of grain per mu, and you should pay 44 buckets of grain for your family's eleven acres of land to be taxed.

Now the grain you brought only holds 33 buckets, and you said that you weighed it with your own buckets.

I don't care if you weighed it well at home, anyway, you don't have 44 buckets of grain tax, and this official can convict you of refusing to pay taxes.

Put you in prison and see if you cheap skins dare to say that it was weighed at home. "

At this moment, this fat official was trembling with his arrogant face. At this moment, he seemed to be able to dominate the life and death of these common people.

The yamen servant tied the hands of the villager who hadn’t paid enough food and taxes with a rope, and rode on a horse to take him to the yamen. If he took people to the yamen in this way, he would have to peel off his skin if he didn’t die.

An Chuxia looked at all this with cold eyes, no wonder the villagers didn't dare to resist even knowing that the fight brought by the government office was bigger than the standard one.

It turned out that the people in the Wei County Yamen were more vicious than expected. In the first year An Chuxia came here, she had no fame, and her family had paid taxes.

She had read the tax laws of the Tangling Dynasty. Because the grain output in the south would be higher than that in the north, the food tax would be higher than that in the north.

But the bucket capacity standards used in the north and the south are the same.

An Chuxia was also curious about the capacity of the bucket. She once measured the weight with a bowl that can hold about one catty. A bucket of grain is about twelve catties in modern times.

According to the 44 dou that the villager who handed in the grain weighed at home, now the dou brought by the government only weighs 33 dou.

The buckets brought by the government office should be about fifteen catties in capacity, and the villagers will be charged an extra three catties of food tax for each bucket. The hearts of the people in this government office are black and greedy enough.

At this time, the villagers saw that the yamen servants were about to take away the first person who paid the grain like a draft animal, and everyone was angry and panicked.

They all looked at the old village head, because he told everyone to pay grain tax according to this standard.

The old village head was also very anxious, and the sons also looked at their father, wondering if their family had encountered a liar.

At this time, a woman among the family members of the man standing in front of the yamen guard's horse rushed towards the old village chief, but was stopped by a long white hand.

"Don't worry, ma'am, they won't be able to take your family away today!"

The old woman raised her head and saw a tall and slender woman with beautiful eyebrows and eyes standing in front of her, exuding an aura of arrogance all over her body, looking at her with a smile.

It seemed that in her smile, my panicked heart gradually settled down.

The old village chief's family finally breathed a sigh of relief when they saw An Chuxia appear. If some villagers were really arrested today because of his wrong notification, how could he, the village chief, have the face to face the villagers.

All the villagers also looked at An Chuxia curiously at this time.

The fat officials and several yamen servants who were sitting on the chairs were all looking at An Chuxia's fair and beautiful face with squinting eyes.

Hearing An Chuxia's words, he realized that he was here to find fault, so the fat official said tremblingly with his face full of evil, "Young lady is so handsome, why don't you go back with the master to enjoy the blessings, and talk and do things for these mud legs?" what."

An Chuxia's cold eyes flashed sharply, but the expression on his face remained unchanged, and he stood there without any disturbance.

Just when the official came over and stretched out his fat pig's hand to touch An Chuxia's face, all the villagers looked at the woman who was about to be bullied by the official, and felt a sweat for her.

Just when the official's greasy hands were getting closer to An Chuxia's fair cheeks, everyone heard, "Ahhhh..." from the tall and strong man who was standing quietly behind the woman.

He suddenly appeared in front of the woman and didn't see how he moved. The fat official lay on the ground.

At this time, the flesh on the fat official's face trembled, he was supported by several yamen servants vigorously, pointed at An Chuxia angrily and they angrily scolded: "Bold, you dare to disturb the government's tax collection, and you dare to injure this official.

Come here, take these people who disturbed the order of tax collection to the yamen, and let the county magistrate punish them! "

An Chuxia smiled coldly and said, "Aren't we protecting ourselves?"

"Who are you? How dare you be so bold!" At this moment, a square-faced yamen servant asked sharply.

An Chuxia ignored the official and a few yamen servants, turned her head to all the villagers and said, "Bring the food back! After a while, someone will use standard measuring buckets to collect taxes."

All the villagers looked at each other and looked at the old village head.

The yamen servants restrained their lust at this time.

The square-faced yamen servant's eyes were even brighter. He looked carefully at An Chuxia and the others, and saw that she was wearing a blue brocade uniform with silver embroidered silver bamboo on it.

A tall and strong man standing behind him should be her bodyguard, and the fair and thin young man next to him should also be the woman's entourage.

Who is she?What kind of identity is it?Can have the confidence to let these people carry the taxed grain back.

He turned his head to look at the official who was about to get angry, and hurried over without knowing what to say to him, only to see the angry official.

Turning his head and giving An Chuxia and the others a stern look, he waved his hand to let the yamen servant release the man whose hands were bound.

Walking up to An Chuxia, he said with a bit of yin and yang, "Since you made these villagers refuse to pay taxes, please come with us to the yamen and tell the magistrate in person!"

Hearing what the official said, An Chuxia did not refuse this time, and nodded calmly, "Then lead the way!"

The official was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect An Chuxia to agree so simply and neatly, he narrowed his narrow eyes, smiled coldly, walked to the roadside carriage and sat in it.

Except for the two yamen servants on horseback, the other yamen servants also walked towards the carriage.

When An Chuxia's three carriages drove out of the village, the official and the government servant on the horse were shocked. It seemed that they were right in guessing that this person had some background.

The old village head wanted to take the lead and kneel down to see off An Chuxia, the parent official, but was stopped by An Chuxia.

She asked An Zixi to pick up the dou that the official had kicked aside and take it away, then got into the carriage and left in a hurry.

The villagers all looked at An Chuxia's carriage with a puzzled look on their faces, wondering why the people in the government office seemed a little afraid of this girl.

The village chief's family also looked at her respectfully, but when they asked, the village chief's family just shook their heads.

An Chuxia's carriage followed the tax collectors and yamen servants all the way to Weixian County Yamen smoothly.

An Chuxia and the others were brought to the lobby of the county government office. When they saw the four large characters hanging above the mirror, they couldn't help shaking their heads and laughing.

She is probably the first county magistrate who was regarded as a prisoner and brought to the lobby to take office!
When Chen Qingshan, the county magistrate of Wei County, led people into the lobby, he froze there for an instant.

(End of this chapter)