The Reborn Wife is Farming

Lin'an is the capital city, at the foot of the emperor, and there are the most dignitaries here, but it doesn't mean that the people are oppressed the most.

Although ordinary people are careful to watch the people on the road when they go out, the taxes and donations they face are relatively light. After all, at the feet of the emperor, there are still some face-saving projects that should be done.

Therefore, most of the people here want to scold Qin Fang out of patriotism, and very few people have really lost their families because of his victimization.

But the south of the city is different. Sixty percent of the people in this area are refugees recruited after the war.

Everyone has a hometown feeling, and people at that time felt that their hometown was their roots, so they would not leave home easily, and they would become refugees. Among other reasons, war and heavy taxes were the two most important reasons for moving here.

So if you want to know how much the victims hate Qin Fang, the tea house in the south of the city is the best place to go.

Many older middle-aged and elderly people gathered together to look at each other and shed tears, denouncing Qin Fang by recalling the tragic life more than ten years ago.

And the young people in their early twenties sitting on the side also talked about their childhood with emotion.

They were young thirteen years ago, and they didn't have the deep hatred of their elders, but the childhood sufferings are still deeply engraved in their hearts.

Mu Yangling looked at the dozen or so prisoners and saw that they all had gloomy faces, so he knew it wasn't useless at all.

Master Bai also followed her gaze, his eyes were full of brilliance, moved with emotion, he had also used the strategy of knowing the reason, he mentioned it from the big country to the small family, but it didn't have this effect at that time!

Mu Yangling saw that they had heard them almost, so he put down his tea supplies and left. This time they went to a restaurant in Dongcheng.

Mu Yangling asked for a big box, pushed open the window, stared at the endless flow of people below for a while, then turned to a dozen prisoners and said, "Come and have a look."

They didn't want to go, thinking it was Mu Yangling's conspiracy, but the guards dragged them over directly.

Qi Haoran and Lord Bai also opened another window to look out curiously. There are people down there, so what's so strange about it?

But Mu Yangling pointed to the people on the street and said to them: "Look, the children on the street are brought by their parents or grandparents. Look at that child, the child standing in front of the candied haws with his finger in his mouth, do you think he is happy? ?”

The faces of the prisoners were very heavy, of course they were happy, but he just looked back a few more times and dragged his father to buy him candied haws.

On the street, the young father stuffed candied haws into his son’s hands, emphasizing repeatedly, “I don’t have any money, so I’m not allowed to buy it in the future, your mother will be angry if she knows…”

The young son nodded again and again, holding the candied haws in one hand and firmly holding his father's hand with shining eyes.

There are many such happy children on the street. At a glance, they are either busy hawkers or buyers with their wives and children to lower prices. Although they are very ordinary, there is a touch of happiness.

Ordinary people may not be aware of this happiness, but find it trivial, but these prisoners are all blood-licking people, and have never enjoyed this kind of peace since childhood, so this ordinary happiness has been magnified more than ten times.

Qi Haoran was also a person who came out of the battlefield. He quickly understood what A Ling meant, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

Master Bai frowned and looked at the street for a long time, but he still couldn't understand the mystery. He was about to ask each other when Mu Yangling asked calmly: "Everyone has parents, so what about your parents?"

The prisoners immediately woke up from their stupor, and said calmly, "We are orphans!"

"Why did you become an orphan?"

"What do you mean?" The prisoners were secretly angry.

But Mu Yangling calmly looked into their eyes and asked: "Who said you are orphans? Why are you orphans? Your parents died, why did they die? Or did they throw you away? You are all healthy and boys , why did you throw you?"

The prisoners were taken aback.

Mu Yangling turned to the window, looked at the passers-by outside and asked softly: "Isn't Qin Fang your adoptive father? Didn't he mention your parents and relatives to you?"

The prisoners swallowed nervously, they thought it best to leave at this time, otherwise they would be very uncomfortable.

Yet the footsteps continued to be nailed to the floor and could not be moved.

As if he didn't see their nervous expressions, Mu Yangling continued to ask: "You are only in your twenties and thirties now, I wonder if you still remember your childhood?"

Two or three prisoners shook their heads and said bitterly: "We were all very young when we were adopted, so we don't remember."

"That means you have been raised by Qin Fang since you were adopted? Do you know what life the common people lived twenty or thirty years ago?"

Mu Yangling said softly: "Taxes are increased every year. Later, when it became impossible to increase taxes, taxes, donations, and labor time were increased. Sixty percent of the field's harvest in a year has to be handed over to the yamen. , and then after the autumn tax, there will be additional labor labor. They have thought about all the tax items they can think of, and the remaining food is less than 30%. Sickness, once sickness is a drag on the whole family, do you know how many people sold their children back then?"

"You think that Qin Fang raised you up, so his kindness to you is as great as a mountain, and you should repay it. You don't know that you became orphans because of him." Mu Yangling pointed to the child below and said: "If at that time Your parents will have the opportunity to love you so much if Qin Fang doesn't control your big week."

The prisoners felt a sudden pain in their hearts, and stared blankly at the people below.

Qi Haoran said in a deep voice: "A lot of officials impeached Qin Fang back then, and those people were either framed and imprisoned, or all their families were executed. The "Great Zhou Law" stipulates that children under the age of eight will be exempted unless they rebel. , there were many infant children who disappeared from those adults' houses back then for no reason..."

Qi Haoran looked at the face of one of them and stopped talking.

Lord Bai also stared at that person, his eyes gradually widened, "This, isn't this somewhat similar to Li Wenyuan back then..."

The faces of the prisoners turned pale, and Master Bai immediately fell silent.

But at this moment, silence is better than sound, and the guards also stared curiously at the man's face, and then at the faces of other prisoners.

Needless to say, these dozen or so people were either assassins or bandits, but they didn't show any banditry, on the contrary, they were pretty and handsome.

The guards couldn't help muttering in low voices, "Is this orphan so good-looking? How about I adopt one too?"

The prisoners also looked at each other, their moods fluctuated sharply.

Mu Yangling coughed just enough, turned around and said in a deep voice: "Okay, I brought you out today just to let you understand that if you make a mistake, you are wrong. If you do it again, our master Qin Fang will still kill you!"

Qi Haoran weakly retorted: "Qin Fang was not killed by me, but by the second prince who conspired against him..." Why do you all attribute his death to me?