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Chapter 146 Unscrupulous Humiliation

Hear shouts from outside the village.

The village chief turned pale with fright, and the teacup fell to the ground, bursting out a few pieces of tea leaves.

"Sorry, I'll go out and take a look first."

After all, the village head hurried towards the entrance of the village.

Xuan Yuan and Ingwa followed behind the village chief, and saw all the villagers gathering towards the entrance of the village in panic along the way.

Soon, the whole village gathered at the entrance of the village.

It can be seen that in front of the villagers is a group of hundreds of cavalry, all wearing full body armor and riding strong muscular horses covered in heavy armor.

Behind the cavalry, followed by a group of dozens of sword and shield infantry, many of these infantry were pulling some empty wooden carts.

Soldiers at the front.

Standing is a man without armor, wearing a dark tight uniform, a pair of white high-leg socks, and a velvet cap with a white feather on top.

He was standing alone in front of the line with his head held high.

He took out the roster from his arms, and took a rough look at the villagers talking in front of him.

He waved his hand forward:
"It's almost time for people to come."

"Start now, collect the essence of this year according to the roster!"

After all, three soldiers stepped forward, took out a translucent black stone half a person's height from their arms, and yelled at everyone:
"Come here quickly, line up in three rows, and pay and register in order!"

Hearing this, the villagers couldn't help but look at each other, and all looked at the village head among the crowd.

See the village head slightly forehead.

Only then did the villagers step forward and start queuing up.

Xuan Yuan, who was in the crowd, saw that the villagers walked up to the three big rocks and put their hands on the big rocks, and they could see strands of golden threads burrowing from the villagers into the rocks.

After losing the golden thread, a villager became an ordinary villager with normal facial features and body shape.

There is also a trace of golden thread wandering around in the stone.

Then the soldier swept a square black stone all over the villager and shouted:
"Next!"

The three soldiers were confiscating the muscle essence from the villagers.

Other soldiers quickly rushed to the village, broke into the houses and rummaged through boxes and cabinets to find things.

can be seen.

These soldiers took out the same square black stone from their arms and walked around in the courtyard.

As soon as he reached the place where the black stone would turn white, he immediately took out a shovel from his pocket and dug down, quickly digging out all the things that the villagers had buried in the ground.

Seeing that all the food and belongings that I had worked so hard to hide were dug out.

The villagers howled like ghosts and wolves.

"My lord, if you collect taxes like this, how can we live in the coming year?"

"Please, let us live!"

.........

Facing the pleadings of the villagers.

The tax officer turned a deaf ear to it, and some soldiers showed unbearable expressions on their faces, but they still insisted on carrying out the order.

At this time, the village chief strode out from the crowd, and waved to the villagers:

"Everyone must actively cooperate with the tax official from the capital, this is our obligation as the king's people!"

Seeing the village chief speak out.

All the villagers silenced one after another and stopped making noise.

Then, I saw the village head rubbing his hands.

Walking up to the tax officer, he bowed his knees and flattered him:

"My lord, I am the head of this village. We just met once last year."

Say hello to the old village head.

The man in the velvet cap raised his chin proudly and stood there with his hands behind his back, as if he was resting with his eyes closed and didn't hear anything.

The old village chief hurriedly took out a small gold bar as thick as a thumb, and stuffed it into the pocket of the man in the velvet cap.

The man in the velvet hat seemed to have fallen asleep standing up, and remained motionless in place.

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The old village chief stuffed two small gold bars into the arms of the man in the velvet cap.

This time, the man in the velvet cap with his eyes closed slowly opened one eye, while the other eye remained closed.

Seeing this, the old village chief quickly stuffed three small gold bars into the arms of the man in the velvet cap.

The man in the velvet hat seemed to have just heard what the other person said.

He opened his eyes and looked at the old village head:
"Oh, is that you?"

"What's the matter with me?"

The old village head wiped the sweat from his forehead, smiled humbly and said:

"My lord, can't we offset half of the tax with muscle essence like last year?"

"If the villagers all starve to death, who will the kingdom go to collect taxes next year?"

Hearing this, the man in the velvet cap sighed:

"In the past few years, the king has shown less and less, and the orders he gave have become more and more strange."

"It's not easy for us courtiers to deal with it!"

"This year's breath tax, not to mention you, even I have been a kingdom tax officer for so many years, it is unprecedented."

"What exactly does the king think, how can we petty officials in charge of tax collection have the right to know?"

"The king must have his own plan, and you will pass after a year."

"There is nothing to eat, isn't there still forests and animals?"

"All of you are good at hands and feet, haven't you been allowed to enter the mountains to cut trees and hunt at will?"

"In the gaps between farming, I just go hunting in the mountains and cut down trees."

"It's enough for you to eat. If it's really not enough, just eat some grass and leaves. Anyway, you won't starve to death."

"But if the amount I bring back doesn't satisfy the higher-ups, then I'm dead."

"So, bear with it for another year, and wait until next year."

The old village chief couldn't help sighing:

"That's what you told me last year!"

"As a result, this year's life has not become better, but even worse!"

"I really can't live through this day!"

Hear this.

The face of the man in the velvet cap changed, and he suddenly flew into a rage:
"Can't make it through?"

"Then don't let it go!"

"Why, is it possible that you still want to rebel?"

"Come here, show me if there are any prohibited weapons hidden on this old man with evil intentions!"

After all, he saw two heavily armed cavalry come down and force him to the big rock, after absorbing the muscle essence of the old village chief.

He punched and kicked the old village chief.

Then began to search, and found more than a dozen small gold nuggets from the old village chief.

The two cavalry turned around and handed the pile of small gold nuggets to the man in the velvet cap.

When the man took the pile of small gold nuggets, he distributed one piece to each of the two cavalrymen.

Then, he slowly squatted down in front of the old village chief who was lying on the ground, and spat a pool of saliva on his face:
"Old guy, don't be shameless!"

"I'm willing to waste time explaining a few sentences to you, it's enough to give you face."

Seeing the old village chief being humiliated, a group of villagers immediately became angry and stopped queuing.

Collectively rushed towards the old village head.

"Village Chief! Village Chief!"

"These bastards are too deceitful! We will fight them!"

Seeing the changes in the situation on the field.

The man in the velvet hat roared at the villagers:
"How?"

"One by one, is it possible that you really want to reverse it?"

"All cavalry, listen to my orders and draw your guns! Prepare to charge!"

Hearing the words, a group of cavalry took out their spears one after another, held the reins with one hand, and seemed to be ready to drive their horses at any time, and charged towards the oncoming villagers.

At this time, the old village chief was lying on the ground with his nose bruised and his face swollen.

He stood up tremblingly, spitting blood from his mouth, still raised his hands high and yelled at the crowd:

"Folks!"

"calm down!"

"I'm fine, I'm fine!"

"Everyone, hurry up and continue queuing, don't delay the work of the tax officials!"

Under the gesture of the old village chief, the villagers who were originally furious actually calmed down and started queuing obediently again.

Looking at the honest villagers who restored order in front of them.

A look of deep disappointment flashed in the eyes of the man in the velvet cap, and he cursed in a low voice:
"A bunch of cowards!"

(End of this chapter)