After rebirth, the Queen and I are on the run.

Half an hour later, Qin Cunquan and Xu Sanjun finally returned to the west of the village with torches.

As soon as I came back, I hurriedly told everyone about it.

"Uncle Wu, the official document from the yamen has arrived. The grain tax will be collected tomorrow. It must be collected before the fifteenth day of the winter lunar month. Ordinary local farmers pay a tax of two per ten. The victims we settled in the first half of the year received a tax of one per ten. Those who missed the opportunity to settle in Tax exemption for disaster victims!”

“In the past, there were only three taxes per ten, but this year the taxes were actually reduced!”

"I heard from the official Guan that the grain tax will be collected so late this year because the court has different opinions on taxation. Otherwise, the grain tax would have been paid as early as late September."

"Five uncles and five aunts, the tax has been reduced, the tax has really been reduced. We are waiting for Mingjun!" Qin Cunquan said for a while, becoming more and more excited as he spoke, and his eyes became moist.

Several families were worried that he would be killed, so they gathered here to wait for him. They were all confused at this moment. They all looked at him and asked: "Is it true or false? Could it be that the Yamen made a mistake in the official document?"

I don’t blame them for not believing it. In fact, in the first year of the disaster in their hometown, the government not only refused to provide disaster relief, but also asked them to continue to pay taxes.

When they were fleeing famine, they passed by a wealthy city and heard that the food tax in that city had increased to 40% of the tax!

Ten taxes and four taxes directly impoverished a wealthy city.

Qin Cunquan knew that they didn't believe it, so he took out a piece of thick paper and said, "Uncle Wu, this is the official document of the county government that I hand-copied after the official approved it. You can tell the authenticity by looking at it."

Grandpa Qin hurriedly took it and looked at it by the firelight. His hands were shaking with excitement and his voice was choked with sobs: "It's true, the tax is really reduced. We only need 10% of the grain tax... we can survive. This winter, we will settle down." The victims of the disaster can survive at least 70%!”

And local farmers only need to pay 20% of the grain tax, so local farmers can have surplus grain to sell, curbing the rise in grain prices, and allowing more poor people to buy grain for the winter.

All the families were overjoyed by the good news, and so happy that they gathered together for dinner again.

"The meals prepared by each family are completely cold, why not pour them together and make a shabu-shabu to eat." Qin Xiaomi suggested.

Grandma Qin agreed: "Okay, I happen to have some unburned firewood at home, which can be used to cook pots."

Qin Liupo was greedy, and while everyone was happy, she hurriedly made a request: "Fifth sister-in-law, today is a good day, take out a piece of the meat you saved and eat it."

Now that there is no shortage of meat in the family, and the new emperor's reduction in grain tax is indeed a great blessing, Grandma Qin agreed: "Sure."

"Hey, fifth sister-in-law is still generous, I'll help you." Qin Liupo took over the job of cutting meat and put the cut meat in front of her, ensuring that she could pick it up with her chopsticks.

"Sixth Po." Qin Xiaomi looked at her and smiled sadly.

Grandma Qin trembled with fright and quickly put the meat in front of Grandma Qin.

Qin Xiaomi was satisfied, and the rest of the family had a lively shabu-shabu meal.

When Aunt Meng San and the others met, they couldn't help but sigh...these families get along really well.

……

Early the next morning, Wu Sixheng came to the ghost village to inform Grandpa Qin: "Village Chief Qin, there is an order from the official. At noon, the village chiefs will go to Silifang with the village chief to discuss the collection of grain tax. Grain tax is a big deal. Son, no one can be absent and must be carried."

After saying that, he didn't stay any longer and ran to inform other villages.

Just after half time, the mule cart of Mr. Zhou's family arrived at the entrance of Ghost Village. It took Grandpa Qin, the village chiefs of Kaihe Village, Shiliu Village, and Niutoupo Village with it, and they all went to gather at the entrance of Wujia Village.

Seeing them coming together, Wu Lichang could hardly hold back his charitable smile. But now the wind is so tight that the old custom of having the village chief instruct the village chiefs to collect taxes has become a situation where everyone goes to Si Lifang and is ordered by Si Lifang.

The li leader's power had been curtailed. Wu li leader was anxious and afraid, but he could only hold it in and didn't dare to show anything.

"Brother Zu, take the egg pancakes you made at home to the village chiefs." Wu Lichang explained with a smile: "The food and tax issue is a big one. I'm afraid we will have to discuss it for a long time. Let's go first." Pad your stomach so you don’t get hungry on the way.”

Niutoupo Village is the poorest. After hearing this, the village chief was the first to accept the egg pancake: "Thank you very much, Mr. Wu."

The other village chiefs also accepted it.

After finishing the egg pancake, we followed the Wu family's car and headed to Si Lifang in the town.

In the official office, in addition to the servants and scribes, there is also Mr. Gong Qi... This is a warning to the village chiefs and village chiefs.

After meeting Mr. Gong Qi, who was wearing armor and carrying a sword, the village chiefs became much more honest.

The clerk did not waste time. After everyone gathered, he immediately showed them the official documents from the Yamen.

After they finished reading, Secretary Guan said: "When you go back, immediately notify the villagers and start collecting grain taxes... Be honest and do not want to cause any scandal. This is the first year that the new emperor ascends the throne. Everything will be based on Good luck and stability are the main things.”

Then he pointed at Mr. Gong Qi and said: "The officers and soldiers from the Division of Military Affairs will take turns patrolling each village to ensure that all villages are safe and sound during the grain collection period."

This?

They actually sent troops to keep an eye on them!

This was considered a threat, which made Wu Lichang and the others somewhat unhappy, but look at Kong Lichang... After not seeing each other for a few days, Kong Lichang had aged by more than ten years.

Wu Lichang and the others did not want to become the second Kong family, so they hurriedly promised: "Don't worry, Secretary Guan, we will collect the grain honestly."

"Thank you all the village chiefs and village chiefs for your cooperation." Secretary Guan smiled, but took out a guarantee letter, put it on the table, and said, "I also ask all the village chiefs and village chiefs to sign and fingerprint this guarantee letter."

This?

Wu Lichang and the others glanced at the guarantee document and almost didn't take a breath... If there is a deviation in the grain tax collected, they will have to make up for it; if something bad happens during the tax collection period, they will have to bear half of the criminal responsibility!

Guan Shuli knew that they hated them, but said: "Everyone, the position of village chief here can bring benefits, so naturally you have to bear some responsibilities..."

It's up to the point, but the meaning is very clear. If you don't sign, then you won't be able to sit on the position of village chief here.

"I, my Kong family will come first!" Kong Li suddenly stood up and rushed to sign and fingerprint, for fear that if it was too late, his position as chief would be removed.

Soon, other village chiefs and village chiefs also signed.

Secretary Guan smiled again and said: "Okay, it's done. I hope that in the next half month, our Taifeng Town's grain tax can be collected as soon as possible."

correct……

"Brother Cunquan, take out the newly purchased things."

"Hey." Qin Cunquan stood up, and after a moment, he and Xu Sanjun came out with a new scale for weighing.

When Wu Lichang and the others saw the new scale, their expressions almost became unbearable: "Secretary Guan, this, is this?"

Secretary Guan smiled and said: "This time the grain harvest will be harvested. Each village must use a new scale to weigh it... This is the Yamen's intention."

This?

Wu Lichang and others were horrified and said hurriedly: "Secretary Guan is here to collect grain taxes on behalf of the county government. Naturally we listen to Secretary Guan... Brother Zu, hurry up and move things."

In order to be greedy for food, they don't have enough money every year, so they are greedy for a lot of tax food every year.

But this year, it’s really hard to be greedy.

"It's grandpa." Wu Xingzu didn't want to be a coolie, but in order to sell well in front of the official, he worked hard to move the big scale.

Wu Lichang took the opportunity and said to Secretary Guan: "Secretary Guan, now that there is a large grain tax, the Secretary's Office must be very short of manpower. Why don't you let my grandfather come to help you... He doesn't want to be a clerk, he just wants to Experience and practice.”