The black-bellied peasant girl is reborn, and her weird relatives are mad

Xun Qing was given fifty strokes of the cane, and his two followers were given thirty strokes each.

No matter how the three of them resisted or argued, the conclusion had been made. They borrowed wooden sticks from the villagers and executed them on the spot.

The three men were beaten until they cried for their parents, and Xun Qing had fallen into a coma when he was beaten 30 times.

Before leaving, Tang Zhongbai secretly told Li Tong and his son, "Inform the heads of several nearby villages not to accept taxes no matter who comes to collect them. I have submitted a document to the county. If all goes well, the court will not only exempt taxes, but also send us a batch of disaster relief grain."

He dared to say this because he had a plan in mind. Half a month ago, he had written two documents, one for his father and one for his brother in Beijing.

Three days ago, he received a letter from his elder brother, who was the Minister of the Ministry of Revenue, asking him to wait for news.

Since Feng Nian is unwilling to write a letter, it is not a bad idea for him to do all this for him.

The officers sent them to the yamen. Feng Nian saw the three men covered in blood, breathing out but not in. He was so angry that he cursed, "What a shame for the villagers in Suanzao County to attack the officers. This is really lawless. Li Changli, why don't you bring the villagers who attacked to the yamen?"

Without waiting for Li Changli to speak, Tang Zhongbai spoke up, "I ordered someone to beat him up."

Feng Nian was about to get angry at him, but Tang Zhongbai slammed the table and said, "Xun Qing has spread the word among the villagers that the tax was ordered by the emperor himself. If the villagers do not comply, they will be executed on the spot as traitors. Magistrate Feng, do you know what Xun Qing did? Or did you instruct him to say this?"

"Nonsense, why would I ask him to do that?" Feng Nian's blood boiled in his chest. This Xun Qing was really stupid. A small matter made him act like this. It would become even more difficult to collect taxes.

The south is still waiting for him to send the money and grain he received as soon as possible. This Xun Qing is really a waste who is not capable of doing anything and is always causing trouble.

"That's good. For the sake of Magistrate Feng's reputation, I have to come up with this idea to relieve the villagers' worries." Tang Zhongbai reminded again: "Nowadays, the people can only eat one meal a day at home and barely survive. Will Magistrate Feng still insist on his own opinion and force the people to pay taxes?"

Feng Nian glared and rebuked: "As a common people, isn't it our duty to pay taxes to the government?"

"So you don't care about the lives of the people. You know the drought is serious this year, so why do you still force them?" Tang Zhongbai's hand holding the water cup trembled slightly. He pointed outside the county government and said angrily: "Go to the streets and see that the number of beggars on the streets is increasing day by day. As a county magistrate, do you have any compassion?"

"The grain prices at the grain store in the east of the city have risen to sky-high prices. Don't you want to do anything about it?"

Tang Zhongbai's eyes were so cold that they seemed to freeze Feng Nian into an ice cube.

But Feng Nian was unmoved and ignored his reminder. She snorted coldly, shook her skirt and left.

Tang Zhongbai stared at his figure, his eyes dark and unclear, and his thoughts became more determined.

"Sir, do you want to notify the prefect and transfer him back to the county? He doesn't take the people seriously, which not only damages the reputation of the master, but also the reputation of the Loyal and Brave Marquis' Mansion in the capital." Tang San, who was always calm, couldn't stand it anymore and reminded him.

Tang Zhongbai shook his head, "Now is not the time."

Tang Si asked anxiously: "When is the time?"

Tang Zhongbai remained silent. He was waiting for the opportunity. Judging from Feng Nian's impatience in collecting taxes, the opportunity would come soon.

Only by killing it with one strike will the hundred-step insect never see the light of day again.

"Tang Si, go inform Wei Dong and tell him to be ready at all times. In less than ten days, there will be more and more refugees affected by the disaster. Tell him to proceed according to the original plan."

"Yes." Tang Si's eyes lit up. Is the young master going to take action? He has endured this traitorous Feng Nian for a long time, and now he can finally deal with him.

Tang Zhongbai returned home and went to the study alone. He sat down at the desk with a map in front of him, on which he had marked the locations with a red pen.

He looked at the circle drawn with a red brush and thought about the latest plan in his mind.

This operation must not go wrong. Firstly, we must get rid of the thief in the family, and secondly, we must eradicate the scoundrels hidden in Suanzao County and restore a bright and clear world to Suanzao County.

A pretty figure appeared in front of him. Only by clearing away the filth in Suanzao County, would she be able to do things smoothly in the county, and only then would this girl agree to his request!

Thinking of Jiang Muxia, his depressed mood improved a little. Through the window, he saw that it was already dark. He put away the map and walked out of the study. He set off for the ferry.

As the drought became more severe, the river water level dropped, and fewer and fewer ships passed by. The ferry went from being bustling with people to being deserted today.

How can business be good if ordinary people are having a hard time?

The lives of the people became increasingly worse, shops in the county closed one after another, and all industries were in a state of depression.

The people either starved to death or migrated south to make a living, and this continued from generation to generation. The south became more and more prosperous, while the north became desolate and miserable.

Jiang Muxia has been running the restaurant all this time. The situation is turbulent and the personnel at the ferry are complicated. She sits firmly in the restaurant like a stabilizing force, preventing people with ulterior motives from deliberately making trouble.

The most important thing is that she is preparing for the temporary closure of the restaurant.

In her previous life, she had encountered disasters.

A small piece of pancake can cost several lives. If the disaster situation in the county is not improved, as long as the Sihai Restaurant is open, it will become the target of public criticism. Closing down is the best arrangement at the moment.

"Mu Xia." Tang Zhongbai greeted her, and the two went to the second floor of the tavern one after the other.

In the room on the second floor, candles were burning brightly on the left and right. Little Suanzao was studying pharmacology seriously with Xu Da. His serious look made people want to laugh.

The two of them waited quietly for the master and apprentice to finish the work at hand before they dared to go forward to disturb them.

"How is Suanzao doing in your studies? Can you understand?" Jiang Muxia held her in her arms and wiped the sweat from her forehead.

"Well, Master explained it in simple and easy-to-understand terms. I can understand it."

"Okay, I'll take you home later."

"Brother Xu, the herbs are well prepared."

"The herbs are well prepared, but if a sudden illness occurs, I'm afraid I won't be able to do anything." Xu Da's eyes flashed, and a figure appeared in his mind. If he was there, no matter how difficult the disease was, it would be solved.

However, he felt a pain in his heart, and the inexplicable emotion in his eyes disappeared.

"Here you go." Xu Da handed her a small white porcelain bottle. "You are still nosy as always. I don't know whether you saved a human or a wolf."

She took the bottle, shook it at him, and said firmly, "He is a human being. And a good person who values ​​friendship and loyalty."

"Oh, right." Jiang Muxia looked at Suanzao in her arms and saw sweat on her forehead again. She felt a burst of heat as she held her. "I asked Brother Jiru to make a self-rotating fan. I'll bring it back tomorrow. One for each of you."

"What is a rotating fan?" What a novel name, why have they never heard of it before.

"You'll know it when you see it."

She had seen this kind of fan in the house of her benefactor in her previous life. She asked about it out of curiosity at that time, and her benefactor told her that it was a magical tool for cooling off in the summer, which was controlled by a mechanism and could automatically rotate and blow air as long as it was wound up.

"I'll go with you to get it tomorrow." Tang Zhongbai was full of curiosity. This girl could always come up with new and interesting things that would brighten people's eyes.