No matter if you are a human or an immortal, you can still farm for me after traveling through time!

A man suddenly strode out from behind the screen and stood in the lobby of the county government office. Not only Manager Zhang, but also the common people outside the county government office were all stunned, and then they immediately recognized the man's identity.

Yang Huang, Marquis of Pingyao, strangled 88 brave Uighur warriors and escorted Uighur tribute to the capital.

Ismail raised his head with difficulty. When he saw the man who had barged into the court, he asked sternly, "General, why did you barge into the court?"

Yang Huang lowered his head, with a smile on his face, but his tone was firm: "I am the governor of Longxi appointed by Your Majesty himself. Not to mention that all the military and political affairs, big and small, in Longxi are under my jurisdiction, let alone this small lawsuit, I naturally have the right to inquire about it!" After that, he walked behind Hong Yu and asked someone to look after him.

After that, Yang Huang didn't say another word.

To outsiders, Yang Huang was sitting in court. After all, some people could provide people with confidence just by sitting there.

Yang Huang seemed to be paying attention to the court all the time, but in fact he was already daydreaming.

Li Erlang was tall, and Li Yu sat on his shoulders, so he naturally saw more than the others.

Li Yu stared closely at the man sitting in the court. This high-ranking official was the general who had ridden a horse to Silang's house. He still remembered the way the general rode away on his horse, looking dignified and unrestrained.

Compared to Li Yu's unconcealed gaze with his big eyes blinking, no one noticed that Yang Huang was quietly looking at the child on Li Erlang's shoulder who was taller than the crowd.

Is this the child of my elder brother and sister-in-law?

Both her face shape and facial features look more like my sister-in-law, especially her eyes, which are exactly like my sister-in-law's, tough as water, and gentle as water.

If he had met this child earlier, he would have recognized him at a glance and would not have let the child wander around for so many years in vain.

When the brother's former subordinates found the child, they inquired about what the child had experienced over the years. A child without the protection of an adult would naturally live a miserable life. The most thrilling time was when the bandits hijacked the village school. If it weren't for Li Jia Erlang who cleverly sneaked into the village school to save his younger brother, those children who had no one to redeem them would surely have died.

There is also Ji Qingyue who took in the child. Although his behavior is somewhat mysterious, judging from the child's condition, he has not been treated harshly.

Yang Huang secretly touched the new wound on his waist and felt his heart sink. Not only him, but also the child who had never revealed his identity was assassinated.

On the surface, the people who assassinated him were bandits, and the identity of the person who assassinated the child is unknown. The people who assassinated his brother are still tracking him. Could they be the same group of people?

The strike of the gavel brought Yang Huang's thoughts back to the court.

After Yang Huang's words of advice, Hong Yu, who had been suddenly tricked by Hu Shang, immediately came to his senses and banged the gavel to silence the people in the hall.

"Chairman Ismail, I have checked these IOUs, and there is no doubt that they are stamped with official seals. The general also said that debts must be repaid, and I should repay the debt. But before that, the county government and the chairman have an old account to settle." As he said this, Hong Yu asked the tax officials under him to move out the account books of previous years.

The Shandan people who were watching were confused. Faced with the dissatisfaction of the Hu merchants, although they were weak, they would never compromise. Such a thing was already embarrassing enough. If they really paid back the money honestly, it would be difficult for Dali to raise its head in front of the Hu merchants again!

Ismail slowly crawled up and sat up. His hair and beard were a mess because of his struggle on the ground. His clothes were also askew. Ismail couldn't fix them by himself. He looked at Hong Yu in confusion, thinking that he wanted to default on his debt: "Dear county magistrate, this is the only loan between us that has not been settled. How can there be any other debts? Are you going to default on your promise?"

Hong Yu found what Ishmael said funny: "President, don't worry or be anxious. I am a man of my words and will not default on my debt. I will definitely pay off the debt. Just wait for a while."

It took several tax officials a long time to move more than a dozen large boxes to the court, each of which contained hundreds of account books.

Hong Yu ordered someone to open the box and said, "President, look here. This contains all the taxes and fees paid by the Hu merchants and the county government over the past fifty years."

"So what?" Ismail followed the caravan to Dali when he was young, and followed the previous president of the Chamber of Commerce to manage the Hu merchant market and the caravans under it. Later, he became the new president and took over the Chamber of Commerce.

He was in charge for nearly fifty years, and the Chamber of Commerce flourished under his management, especially the spice business, which made the Chamber of Commerce and the caravan earn a lot of money.

The account books in these boxes can be said to be a testimony to all his interactions with the county government since he became the president of the Chamber of Commerce. They are records of real money.

Ismail recalled the time when he devoted his body and soul to the Chamber of Commerce. He couldn't help but smile nostalgically and said in a amiable manner, "Dear county magistrate, what do these account books have to do with the IOU? Even if you delay for a long time, the debt still needs to be repaid."

Hong Yu shook his head gently: "It seems that the president is forgetful. How come he doesn't remember that there is such a big account that has not been settled with the county government?"

"Oh? What is it?"

Hong Yu stopped beating around the bush and tapped the table with his hand, reminding him, "There is a law in Dali that foreigners are not allowed to buy or sell Dali land or own Dali land. President, have you forgotten that the Hu Shang market and mansion are all within the territory of Dali!"

Ismail's face changed drastically, his breathing became rapid, and he pointed a trembling finger at Hong Yu: "You...you...!"

Hong Yu frowned and ordered the tax officer to take out the abacus and calculate the accounts on the spot: "The market of the Hu merchants covers an area of ​​398 mu, the residence covers an area of ​​55 mu, and there are also houses and land rented by registered Hu merchants..."

The tax officials' calculations started clacking. "The land rent and tax are different every year, and they are always higher every year. Fortunately, the land tax for that year is recorded in the accounts, so we don't have to waste time looking for it now."

Ismail's face was dark and he was speechless. The people at the scene also watched quietly as the tax officials held the abacus and kept moving the beads with their fingers. The only sound in the court was the crackling of the abacus beads, and every movement meant an increase in the number.

As the tax officials reported numbers that ordinary people could not imagine, everyone at the scene was amazed.

One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten, one hundred, one thousand, one billion, one trillion, one hundred million ...

Ji Qingyue listened to the tax collector loudly singing out numbers he had never heard before, with a confused look on his face. Everyone looked at Li Sanlang.

Li Sanlang was shocked and explained in a low voice: "A change of ten times ten, one billion is called a trillion, ten trillion is called a capital, ten capitals are called a gai, and ten gai are called a zi..."

Although these numbers cannot be used completely, the amount calculated is beyond the reach of an ordinary person in their lifetime.

When they got halfway through the calculation, the tax officials’ usual abacus was no longer enough, so they had to combine two abacus to make an extended abacus!

So many copper coins...

How high would it be if it were piled up...?

As a result, not much time was spent on trying the case, but settling the accounts took up the entire process of judging the case.

The tax officials spent two hours working non-stop before they roughly calculated the fifty years of land rent and tax that the Hu merchants had to pay.

Enough to build another mountain list!!

When Ismail heard the tax collector announce the final number, his face turned pale. After adding and subtracting the two amounts, the county government no longer owed money, but the Chamber of Commerce had to pay a large amount of rent and taxes.

Ismail was defeated in this battle.

It was all because of the county magistrate's refusal to accept his kindness. If the county magistrate had been like the previous ones and just accepted the money, nothing would have happened.

Then don't blame him...

Ismail sat on the ground dejectedly, listening to Hong Yu announce the final result.

After the trial, Ismail sat on a sedan chair and was carried away from the county government office with a gloomy expression.

After the debt issue was finally resolved after many twists and turns, the people cheered, cursed, and mocked at the gate of the county government...

After seeing off Manager Zhang, Li Erlang and his group were about to go home.

The case was successfully resolved. The county government sentenced the Hu merchants to pay off the taxes before the prescribed time limit and open the market immediately, otherwise Ismail would be removed from the position of president and someone else would be elected as president of the Chamber of Commerce.

Li A Niang felt proud. Ever since she started growing garlic, she had always felt that she was shrouded in the shadow of Hu Shang and was always worried about his revenge. Now that the case had been decided, although Hu Shang was still there, thanks to Lord Hong's actions to clean up the mess, she would not have to worry about Hu Shang making any small moves in the future.

As the Chinese New Year is approaching, the case has another good verdict. Mother Li happily discusses the Chinese New Year with Father Li, and they will go shopping for things needed for the New Year tomorrow. The whole family will be together to have a happy New Year!

When they got home, Li Aong and his friends had already heard the outcome of the case from their neighbors. They were also very happy. While they were relieved that they were not completely disgraced, they also cursed the previous county magistrates for doing such a stupid thing!

The issue of the Hu merchants' strike seemed to have been resolved in this way. The next day, the Hu merchants' market opened, and the caravan traffic returned to normal. The people could finally welcome the New Year with peace of mind.

Li A Niang and several other women took the men in the family out to buy food and supplies for the New Year. The women went shopping while the men took and took!

In the end, they had to ask Ji Qingyue for help to put some of the things into the painting so that the family had room to sit on the donkey cart.

On the way back to the village, heavy snow began to fall from the sky. In this kind of weather, not only were people wrapped up tightly, but even the donkey pulling the cart was wrapped in a quilt. They would only pull the cart obediently when they felt warm.

The cart swayed on the road and moved very slowly. In order to avoid being caught in the wind, everyone on the cart kept their mouths closed, leaving only a pair of eyes exposed.

In the painting, Ji Qingyue did not have to get up early to travel. This year's supply business with Tai'an Building had ended, and the cotton matter had also come to an end. He no longer had to get up early to take care of the crops in the fields, so he always got up after getting enough sleep.

If it snowed at night, his first task after getting up was to shovel the snow. If he didn't shovel the snow during the day, it would accumulate more and more, and eventually the snow would be so high that he couldn't walk to the bridge.

The heavy snow mixed with the cold wind gradually covered the road he had just cleared.

Ji Qingyue was leaning on a shovel, looking at the wooden bridge over the stream. It was his only exit to the outside world. The snow from January to February was always particularly heavy. In the past, he did not have enough clothes and could only stay on the kang to keep warm. Now that he had thick cotton clothes and furs, he did not have to stay at home all day and could go to Li Erlang's house to meet people and chat.

Except for a road leading from the doorstep to the wooden bridge, the painting is completely white. However, there is no change of seasons in the painting, and the pine forest and brook are still green and gurgling.

The boulders that fell during the landslide on a rainy night created a stone and earth slope on the steep mountain. Subsequent heavy rains collapsed some areas, making the stone slope more and more stable.

Ji Qingyue once climbed to the top of the mountain along the stone slope and looked at the completely different scenery in front of and behind the mountain. In front of the mountain was a pine forest where he lived, and across the stream was an endless wild grass swamp. Behind the mountain were layers of high mountains with sharp ridges, the tops of which were covered with snow, and the valleys were crisscrossed. In the nearby valleys, treetops covered with snow stretched out, obscured by clouds and mist, just like an ink painting, with clear black and white.

The farther away the mountains are, the less green they are, and the ridges become sharper and sharper, as if cut by a knife.

Although climbing up the rocky slope is less labor-intensive than climbing directly up the mountain, the rocks are rugged and uneven, with crisscrossing gullies and ridges, making it easier for feet to sink into gullies and people to fall.

If possible, Ji Qingyue planned to build a staircase from the foot of the mountain along the stone and earth slope to the top of the mountain, which would make it more convenient to climb the mountain and watch the sunrise in the future.

Ji Qingyue quietly found a job for himself. He was so used to being busy that he felt a little uncomfortable when he was idle.

Ji Qingyue was making plans inside, while the donkey cart outside was still moving slowly forward on the icy road.

Compared to before when everyone kept quiet and looked around at the scenery, now everyone is looking at the same place.

Before they knew it, they had returned to the vicinity of the village and would be home in half an hour. The carriage behind them had appeared an hour ago.

There were no markings on the carriage, and Li Erlang could not recognize who was sitting in it.

The donkey cart moved slowly, and the horse carriage followed slowly.

Why do we say "follow"? Because the carriage appeared in their sight at full speed, and when the driver saw their donkey cart, he immediately tightened the reins, turned around and said something to the people in the carriage, and then controlled the speed of the horse to follow behind them at a speed similar to that of the donkey cart.

Father Li led the donkey to make way, but the driver signaled them that they did not need to give way and could just go at the original speed.

Li Erlang looked at the deep marks left by the donkey cart. For such a small carriage to leave such deep marks, there must have been only one person and many heavy objects inside.

He comforted his family not to worry. Although the other party used inferior horses and unmarked carriages, the deep ruts revealed that the carriages were carrying heavy objects, and such narrow carriages could not accommodate many people. If an accident happened, they were in large numbers and there was no need to be afraid.

Someone was following them all the time, and the one who felt the most depressed was Ji Qingyue. He had originally thought that he would come out of the painting when he got to the village, and go home with the Li family, but he didn't expect to encounter this! !

As we walked, we saw the village in front of us. In the cold weather with heavy snow, there was no one on the road. Only the chimneys in the villagers' houses were emitting black smoke. Everyone stayed at home to keep warm.

After turning out of the village, they didn't meet anyone along the way. Father Li drove the donkey cart at full speed and headed straight for his home.

The carriage was still following them, and just when everyone thought that the carriage would stop at their doorstep, it actually went straight ahead and headed westward towards Xiali Village without stopping.

Although everyone was confused, they also breathed a sigh of relief.

It's better not to come to them.

As soon as Father Li drove the donkey cart into the yard, Mother Li immediately closed the gate.

In the narrow carriage, the man closed his eyes and took a nap as the carriage swayed.

The driver saw from the corner of his eye that the Li family behind him quickly closed the door as if to ward off evil spirits, so he turned around and said to the man in the carriage, "General, everyone has gone in, do you want to continue?"

"Let's go and see where Li Dayu lives."