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The two city guards were not polite either, they picked up the meat buns and stuffed them into their mouths, while eating, they said, "Don't play this trick on me, you boy, you have to pay the money you should pay."

The owner of the steamed stuffed bun shop said with a distressed face: "You two, please do me a favor. The business of my steamed stuffed stuffed bun shop is bleak, and it is almost impossible to keep open. Can you pay less."

"No. This is an order from above. If we can't complete it, we won't be able to deliver the job." A stern-faced city defense officer rudely interrupted the owner of the steamed stuffed bun shop.

"But I have already handed in three times this month, and I really have no money to pay." The owner of the bun shop said with a bitter face.

"Boss, what are you talking about with him? If he doesn't pay, I'll smash his bun shop." Another city guard said impatiently.

The flesh-faced city guard sneered and said, "Did you hear me? My brother is not as good-tempered as I am. If you make my brother anxious, I dare say you don't have to pay for this bun shop."

The owner of the steamed stuffed bun shop was so frightened that he quickly took out a copper coin with the remaining body temperature from his pocket, and handed it to the city defense army.

The flesh-faced city defense officer weighed it in his hand: "So little? This time it's cheaper for you, and I will make it up next time."

As they spoke, the two took a few more buns and left cursing.

The city defense officer said to the flesh-faced city defense officer: "Brother, why are you being so polite to him? This little money is not enough for our brothers to put their teeth together."

The flesh-faced city defense soldier chuckled: "Brother, you are still too young. Their shop is the best bun shop in the city. If you really smash the shop, how can we eat such good buns in the future. Besides, if he really closes the door, it will cut off our money. Look at his situation, even if he sells him, he probably won’t be able to make money. We have to keep flowing and let him make money for us. Then we You can pay half, share half, right."

The city guard nodded: "Brother, it's Gao."

Haha, the two proudly continued to collect taxes elsewhere.

At this time, a little girl in ragged clothes came to the steamed stuffed bun shop, and said in a childlike voice, "Father, my mother asked you for the money for the medicine."

The bun shop owner bent down distressedly: "Tell your mother, wait a little longer. Dad has no money now."

But the little girl said with tears in her eyes: "Father, mother is coughing up blood, we can't wait any longer."

Tears flashed in the eyes of the owner of the steamed stuffed bun shop: "Son, father knows. But mother's medicine money has just been taken away. I can only wrong your mother and wait."

The child nodded sensibly.She knew it wasn't easy for her parents either.She said in a childlike voice: "Father, Ying'er really wants to grow up quickly and earn money to treat mother's illness. Daddy doesn't have to work so hard selling buns."

The owner of the steamed stuffed bun shop held the girl in his arms, with tears in his eyes: "Be good, Yinger is the best." The steamed stuffed bun owner's tears rolled down his cheeks, not only moved by his daughter, but also full of bitterness.

Just as the girl was about to leave, she was stopped by Xi Mengyao.Xi Mengyao took out a gold leaf and said to the girl, "Go and get some medicine for your mother. Illness can't be delayed."

The girl bowed deeply to Xi Mengyao, and then ran away like flying. It was her mother's life-saving money.

The owner of the bun shop stood there anxiously, not knowing how to express his gratitude.So he quickly took another drawer of steamed stuffed buns: "You two benefactors, I have nothing to repay you for your life-saving grace. Take this drawer of steamed stuffed buns as my thanks."

Zhuo Xiaofan smiled and said: "Haha, okay. Your steamed stuffed bun is delicious, I just want to have another drawer."

The owner of the bun shop said: "As long as the guest officer likes it, he can come and eat for free in the future."

Zhuo Xiaofan smiled slightly: "Okay, okay. By the way, you just said that you have paid money three times this month, and you still come to collect it. What's going on?"

The owner of the steamed stuffed bun shop sighed and said, "It's really hard to live in this world. The imperial court has fought wars for years, and when they ran out of money, they intensified their efforts to collect money from the common people. The money that was originally paid once a month, now that it's about to go to war again, just It has become three times a month, how will we live if this continues?"

Zhuo Xiaofan deliberately led the owner of the steamed stuffed bun shop to say these things for Xi Mengyao.Xi Mengyao has been in a bad mood since she came back from the palace, and she is also very confused.Instead of instilling thoughts in a preaching style, it is better to let Xi Mengyao truly feel the hardships of the people's lives.

Since entering the city yesterday, Zhuo Xiaofan discovered the impact of the war on the town.He wanted Xi Mengyao to feel the hardships of the common people.Let her understand that Kuangfu Han Dynasty is not for a certain person, but for the common people of the whole Han Dynasty.Let her stop being decadent because of her brother.Zhuo Xiaofan hoped that Xi Mengyao could cheer up.

Xi Mengyao felt sad for a while, the peaceful and prosperous world under his father's rule was gone forever.Suddenly, something moved in her heart.

"Have you finished eating?" Xi Mengyao asked.

Zhuo Xiaofan nodded.

"Then let's go for a walk together." Xi Mengyao's face seemed a little heavy.

Zhuo Xiaofan knew that Xi Mengyao wanted to visit the city.So he said bluntly: "Okay. I heard that Yuncheng was originally a rich place with beautiful scenery and outstanding people. Let's go and see what is delicious and interesting."

Zhuo Xiaofan and Xi Mengyao moved forward all the way, and Yuncheng was not as rich as people described before, but was full of devastation and starvation everywhere.

Tyranny is fiercer than a tiger. Dong Zhou has only been in power for a few years, but he did not expect that a wealthy land would become like this.

At this moment, Zhuo Xiaofan and Xi Mengyao saw a group of people in front of them, and there was a burst of pleading and playful laughter from the center of the crowd.

"Poor man, think about it. This is a white meat bun. As long as you get under me, this meat bun will be yours." A fat boy shook the big meat bun in his hand jokingly.

"Husband, no need." Tears flickered in the eyes of a lady next to her.

The man who looked like a scholar cried and said: "You are a scholar who is useless, lady, you have married the wrong person in this life. I am sorry for you two, baby, if you don't eat anymore, you will starve to death. Even if you want it My life doesn't matter, not to mention the humiliation of mere bragging."

The woman wept uncontrollably: "My lord, a scholar can be killed but not humiliated. There must be other ways."

The poor scholar just shook his head with tears in his eyes. He had thought of all the possible solutions, but now there was really no other way.

The surrounding crowd couldn't help sighing secretly, and some even wept silently.