I am the Dragon King of the Well

Chapter 46 Can't beat mortals, can't beat you?
"These fields belong to wealthy households, and the tenants are just cultivating them on behalf of them. It's good to be able to share them fifty-fifty." The land owner was surprised, and he didn't know why Qiu Ping seemed to react so strongly.

"Then why don't the tenants have their own fields? Are they not diligent enough?" Qiu Ping continued to ask.

"This...they are naturally diligent in their work, but...it's just that the reasons for this are very complicated." The land lord was at a loss for words for a while, and even dodged and flustered under Qiu Ping's questioning.

Seeing that Qiu Ping didn't continue to speak, the land lord secretly heaved a sigh of relief.

He just inexplicably felt a sense of oppression from this little loach, which made him breathless.

The composition of these outsiders is very complicated. In addition to the servants and government servants of wealthy families, there is actually a middle-aged monk, who looks a bit nondescript.

"Ding Zhuang Li Huowang, cultivated 27 acres of paddy fields, and should pay [-] shi of grain, let's put it on the scale." A servant of a wealthy family flipped through a book and read aloud.

After all, Lizheng arranged for people to fill the grain with Dendrobium, even overflowing, and the rice drenched the Dendrobium barrel into a pointed point, like a pagoda.

After the weighing is done, it's time to bag.

But I saw a yamen servant run up a few steps, then kicked up and kicked the Dendrobium barrel.

A lot of grain was spilled out of the towering rice in an instant, and a lot of it sank in the dendrobium bucket.

Seeing this scene, all the farmers felt as if they had been kicked in the heart, but they dared not get angry or speak out.

But the people who came with him laughed loudly, praising that this kick is already perfect, ordinary people can't kick so much.

"What does this mean?" Qiu Ping expressed his puzzlement. Could it be that the yamen servant is mentally ill, why did he kick that kick properly?
"This is... kicking dendrobium with the tip of the tip. When weighing, put the grain high. After weighing, kick it again to kick out some grain. These kicked out grains are used as government losses. However, this is the case. There is not enough weighing, so the tenants need to go back and make up for the lack of food." The land lord explained in a low voice.

This has been going on for a long time, and he is used to it.

But facing Qiu Ping today, he felt inexplicably guilty.

"Is there such a thing? If every dendrobium is kicked, then the villagers will have to pay much more food than the original distribution. This is too bullying." Qiu Ping heard this, and was harassed by this The operation was stunned.

"The government also needs to transport grain to the national treasury. There will be losses in the end. This... this matter is also in line with common sense... These are all human affairs. If the dynasty expropriates violently, God will punish it." The Lord of the Land did not know himself What are you talking about, talking upside down, and even pleading in the end.

"How does God punish? Is it a catastrophe? Or is it causing chaos in the four seasons?... Then who is this punishment? Is it the high-ranking officials of the Manchu Dynasty, or the people at the bottom?"

Qiu Ping looked at the Lord of the Earth and asked seriously.

"Shh, be careful! People in the divine way, don't talk about heaven." The face of the land master changed, and his heart was beating wildly.

This little loach is too bold.

"These things have been like this since ancient times, and I can just wait until I do my part." He was worried that Qiu Ping was young and vigorous, so he said something long-winded.

Qiu Ping was silent for a long time, and it took a while before he sighed quietly.

"It's been like this since ancient times, isn't it?"

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I have been busy working until the sun is about to set, and the grains are all weighed and bagged.

These grains were loaded on carts and wheelbarrows in the village, and had to be pushed into the city by the young and strong in the village.

"Everyone, please be quiet. Let me introduce you for my master. This is Master Jinghai, who comes from the Luohan Temple in Huangzhong Mountain. Half of the paddy fields in Huang'ao Village have been donated to the temple by my master. In the future, if you pay rent, you will have to pay the rent." Give it to the master."

Seeing that the bag was ready, a servant of a rich family clapped his hands and enthusiastically introduced it to everyone.

The middle-aged monk always had an unhurried smile on his face. Seeing everyone looking at him, he clasped his hands together and saluted.

Everyone didn't respond to this, it was just a change of owner, and they didn't give them rent relief, so there was nothing to pay attention to.

"Okay, master, let's go." Seeing the attitude of the people, the servant felt that it was boring, and seeing that it was getting late, he dragged the people to hurry.

"Please wait a moment, everyone. When I entered the village, I saw a god temple in the village. I should worship it." The monk took out the bowl, filled it from the grain bag on the side, and then came to the head of the village Temple of the Earth.

"The little monk is Jinghai of the Arhat Temple, who worships the good fortune and righteous god of Huang'ao village, and asks the righteous god to eat some new rice." Today, within the scope of human dynasties, the power of Shinto is huge, and other Buddhist sects cannot get involved.Now if you want to spread Buddhism in Changning County, you must have a good relationship with the land here.

Standing in front of the temple, the Earth Lord took a deep breath, and then enjoyed the essence of the food in the bowl.

If someone cooks with this rice again, they will only find it tastes like chewy wax, which is difficult to swallow.

This monk has some cultivation, he can be regarded as a person of cultivation, and the sacrifices he enshrines are also rare and good for the small country gods.

After offering sacrifices, Jinghai poured the rice onto the altar in front of the Earth Temple, then changed another bowl of rice, and walked to the ancient well.

Qiu Ping's rank is lower than that of the land god, and he doesn't have a formal place for worship. He just uses a few bricks to press a piece of yellow paper with his god's name on it, which is regarded as a shrine.

"Jinghai has met the God of Wells, and these new rice are offered to the God of Wells." In comparison, the God of Wells is much less important than the Lord of the Earth, and the treatment in all aspects is also more shabby.

Although he was still doing worship, his etiquette was not so comprehensive.

After chanting, he poured some rice in front of the ancient well, waiting for the god of the well to suck it.

However, there was no movement from the ancient well, and the essence of the rice was not seen to be collected by gods.

Jing Hai was a little puzzled, so he amplified his voice, "Some new rice is for the well god, and I invite the well god to use it."

But after shouting, there was still no movement in the ancient well.

"A little..." He was about to amplify his voice, but he saw a strong wind blowing all around out of thin air, and thick mist rising from the ancient well.

Monk Jinghai was startled, and was about to take a step back.

But only saw a huge dragon-like monster emerging from the mist. It was several tens of feet long, with hideous scales, eyes breathing like flames, and sharp teeth between the opening and closing of its mouth. Incomparably terrible.There is a faint mist all around, everything seems illusory and illusory, and it is uncertain.

"boom."

The monster's tail lashed at Monk Jinghai and sent him flying.

A gust of wind blew up the rice that was all over the ground, and it scattered all over the monk.

"Call your mother's head, I'm the most annoying monk in my life, get out!"

If I can't beat mortals, I can't beat you?

How dare a monk collect rent like others if he doesn't recite scriptures well?
(End of this chapter)