Stories Of Nine Cities

"Dad?" Don't know when to get up jun'er, rubbed his eyes and pushed the door into.

"Well?" Sitting at the table, Lin Xiaoxun looked up at each other.

"Dad, who are you talking to?" Jun'er looked at Lin Xiaoxun's room for a while, and frowned in confusion.

"How did you wake up?" Without answering Juner's question, Lin Xiaoxun just looked at each other and asked.

"I seem to hear a lot of people talking, a little noisy, and then wake up." Jun'er yawned and went to Lin Xiaoxun. He climbed to each other's arms and found a comfortable posture.

"It's a dream, isn't it?" Lin Xiaoxun helped jun'er to prevent him from sliding down.

"Probably." In response, jun'er nests in Lin Xiaoxun's arms and closes his eyes, ready to go to sleep at any time. Lin Xiaoxun looks down at him.

"Sleep! It's all right Lin Xiaoxun said so, and then looked out of the window, followed by waving the candle on the table.

"Well...!" Light should be, jun'er soon in Lin Xiaoxun's arms to sleep in the past.

Holding the little man in his arms and lying on the bed, Lin Xiaoxun closed his eyes. When even breathing came from the room, the man hiding under the windowsill quickly ran into the woods.

"It's all your fault. Why do you shout so loud?" Hu Ji didn't stare at Meng Liang.

"I didn't know he would wake up!" Meng Liang responded with a face of grievance.

"You don't know anything. You'd better pay attention to it in the future." Xiao Yu couldn't help saying something.

"Even you call me!" Meng Liang looked at Xiao Yu wrongly and turned his mouth.

"Said you for your own good! So that you don't know how to make trouble all day long. " Hu Ji snorted.

"How can I?"?! Don't talk about it Meng Liang couldn't accept such a loud retort, but was later patted on the forehead by Duan Li.

"It's so noisy." Duan Li's cold words made Meng Liang look up at him. Although he was depressed, he didn't say anything more.

Four people disappear quietly in the mountains as they came. No one knows what happened tonight. When the sun shines from the horizon and the rooster begins to crow, a new day begins.

Xun jun'er stood up in front of the kitchen. The sun was shining in front of her.

"Dad? Daddy Jun'er, who came over with the bowl, looked at Lin Xiaoxun in a daze and yelled several times.

"Well?" Lin Xiaoxun looked back at jun'er and looked at his handsome face vaguely. His small body seemed to be able to see his toddler appearance. As a result, ten years passed in the blink of an eye.

"What are you looking at?" Jun'er looks at Lin Xiaoxun curiously, and then looks at the distance along the other side's line of sight.

"Nothing." He reached out and touched jun'er's head. Lin Xiaoxun took the bowl in his opponent's hand, then turned and walked into the house.

Hand over the top of the head, jun'er murmured what also followed to go in.

After breakfast, Lin Xiaoxun accompanied jun'er to read for a while, and then he couldn't resist jun'er's starting to teach him how to fight. Lin Xiaoxun was surprised by the appearance of Hu Shengfeng.

"Dad, what's up?" Juner ran to Lin Xiaoxun with some pride.

"Who taught you that?" Lin Xiaoxun thought that he had never taught jun'er these things, so he asked.

"Of course, I learned it secretly when you taught elder brother Fang. Who told you not to teach me!" Jun'er is not angry.

I just saw it, right? Lin Xiaoxun was surprised in his heart, but he didn't say anything. He stretched out his hand to tidy up the other party's clothes.

"It doesn't matter if you don't learn." Put jun'er's disordered hair behind his ears, Lin Xiaoxun said in a low voice.

"Why doesn't it matter? In this way, I can protect myself and you as well! " Jun'er's head raised and said it seriously. Lin Xiaoxun's heart warmed when he heard it.

"You just have to protect yourself." And I will sacrifice my life to protect you, Lin Xiaoxun thought in his heart.

"Then how? I also want to protect the people around me like my father, so that they have clothes to wear and food to eat, and they don't have to be bullied! " The appearance of jun'er's ambition made Lin Xiaoxun raise his mouth slightly.

"Just be happy." Without any objection or consent, Lin Xiaoxun indulged as always.

"Then...!" Jun'er opens his mouth happily and wants to say something, but suddenly he hears a shout from outside the yard.

"Brother Lin! Big brother Lin The speaker's voice was a little flustered, and then he saw the door of the courtyard being pushed open, some panting and looking at Lin Xiaoxun shouting.

"Brother Lin! No, there's something wrong at the foot of the mountain! "

Hearing these words, Lin Xiaoxun frowned, swept the tenderness just now, and walked to the gate of the courtyard coldly.

"Daddy Jun'er followed him, tugging Lin Xiaoxun's clothes and pursing his lips."Don't worry, it's OK." Lin Xiaoxun said that he wanted to release jun'er's hand, but he saw that the other side clenched it harder and shook his head.

The worried look on his face made Lin Xiaoxun feel nervous. He couldn't help but pick up the man with his face and memory.

"Where is it?" Lin Xiaoxun asked the messenger.

"On the edge of the square." Before the voice of the speaker came down, Lin Xiaoxun had already disappeared in sight. At the same time, he was stunned. When he came back, he also ran down the mountain.

The atmosphere in the refugee village at the foot of the mountain is a little tense. Wu Guanshi, who came here the first day, is surrounded by people. However, he looks like he has nothing to do with himself, so people find a stool to sit down.

The crowd around them were full of indignation. If Fang Su hadn't stopped them, they might have been fighting.

"What's the matter?" Lin Xiaoxun appeared in front of people with jun'er.

"Uncle Lin!" Fang Su, who was the first to respond, yelled and looked at Lin Xiaoxun, who was approaching him with a look of embarrassment. He also had resentment in his eyes, but he always forbeared.

"Brother Lin!"

"Uncle Lin!"

"Lin Shang tou!"

Seeing Lin Xiaoxun appear, people can't help but say hello, and then talk about the situation, noisy and chaotic, so jun'er can't help hiding in Lin Xiaoxun's arms.

"Everyone be quiet. Since uncle Lin is here, it will be OK. Don't worry. Listen to what uncle Lin says." Seeing the scene a little out of control, the expression on Lin Xiaoxun's face became more and more ugly. Fang Su couldn't help raising his hand and shouting.

The people who heard these words slowly quieted down, while Lin Xiaoxun just coldly handed the prince in his arms to Fang Su.

"Dad?" Jun'er, who left Lin Xiaoxun, was a little reluctant and looked at each other anxiously.

"It's OK. I'll take you to Qingyu first, and I'll pick you up later." It was Fang Su who comforted jun'er and patted him on the back. Then he looked at Lin Xiaoxun and nodded. Then he took the man away.

Seeing Fang Su take jun'er away, Lin Xiaoxun turns his head and looks at the Wu steward who is surrounded by people.

"Mr. Lin, you're here. You can't tell these rascals clearly. Let's do it." Wu steward gave you a look, as if Lin Xiaoxun was the man under his hand.

"What's the matter?" Ignoring Wu's management, Lin Xiaoxun looked back at the people around him, and the business leaders who ran business with him also stood up at this time and handed out the tax paper.

"Too much! Look at these The murmur in the crowd was full of dissatisfaction with the incident, while Lin Xiaoxun just took the tax paper in his hand and looked through it page by page.

refugees have no residence because they have no registered residence, and if they want to settle in a place, they have to pay high land use tax. This place is renting Xiao Lin, who rents for their families and their refugees, paying high land use tax every year.

In order to live, we have to produce agricultural tax, that is, labor tax for opening up wasteland, miscellaneous tax for hunting, transaction tax for doing business and so on. Although every family has different ways of making a living, for convenience, they are all counted together.

Originally, high taxes forced many families to choose the simplest way to buy and sell labor. In this way, apart from land use tax, there was no need for other expenses. However, there were also people like Lin Xiaoxun who accepted taxes and made a living.

Although they have known for a long time that they have to pay high taxes and some taxes are unreasonable, in order to survive, they can only choose compromise. Who would have thought that the result of compromise is endless oppression.

"Lin Shangtou, we are not the people of juocheng at all. Why should we pay tribute to juocheng?"?! Even if we collect a land use tax, we have to pay a service tax. Now, we have to pay tribute to the harvest! Why? "

This sentence spoke the voice of many people, and also resonated in many people's hearts. For a moment, the voice of injustice resounded, which made Lin Xiaoxun frown more and more tightly.

"Uncle Lin?" Don't know when has come back to Fang Su, can't help murmuring a cry.

"Where is jun'er?" Lin Xiaoxun asked without raising his head.

"At Qingyu's house." Fang Su Ru answers.

"Well." Lin Xiaoxun answered, and then came to Wu Guanshi.

"There's no way to offer tribute. I didn't say it before, but I'm not ready now." Lin Xiaoxun looked at Wu steward, a face of condensation, in exchange for each other's light eye.

"No?! It seems that you shouldn't spit it out from your mouth, Mr. Lin? " Wu steward eyebrow pick looking at Lin Xiaoxun, and then some dangerous squint eyes.

"Or do you want to pack and go now? I don't mind. Anyway, there are many people who like this place! " Wu said, stood up and patted his clothes.

"How can that be? Autumn harvest is coming soon! If we go now...! " People with farming at home can't help but stare at Lin Xiaoxun."But those things that need to be paid tribute are already in arrears because of the disaster this summer. If we hand them over again, what will we do next year?" If it's just normal crops, it's the crops that are affected by the summer this year. What they are saving now is next year's seeds!

"And the fabric, if you hand it in now, what will you do in winter?" They all looked at Lin Xiaoxun.

"The summer disaster, should not be reduced taxes?" Lin Xiaoxun looked up at Wu Guanshi.