Ding Tian's Ancient Life

"I can only entrust you with this matter, and no one else can do it." Master Xu shook his head: "First of all, you are from Dingjia Village, and the Ding family is a big local family with more than 100 households and thousands of people. Offending local snakes like you? The only scholar in Hujia Village is your own uncle; and your father is a meritorious person, and you are even more shady and have served as the head of the prison. Yes, when Mr. Du left, the incident you caused was so big, it is most appropriate for Mr. Du to accept your favor, and even if Mr. Ma finds out about it afterwards, he will not be able to touch you in the slightest."

Ding Tian sniffed: "But he will hate me."

"So what about bearing grudges? A strong dragon can't overwhelm a local snake!" This is the way Master Xu thought for a day, and came up with: "Besides, I asked Zixu to deliver the letter, which represents what I mean. Master Ma will only be happy if the two masters confront each other."

After such a long time of contact, Mr. Xu can see that Mr. Ma also has face for the two masters. He has to use the two masters, because Mr. Ma himself is not very talented, so he can rely on the two masters. who is going?

However, he was also afraid that the two masters would take the lead and the power would fall to the side. When something happened, he would be the one who would take the blame.

So he used the two masters, but secretly guarded against them, otherwise Master Xu would not be the master, and the position of the county magistrate has always been vacant, like the carrot hanging in front of the two donkeys.

The two amused masters had no choice but to follow the carrot in front of them like donkeys.

"He... wants to play with balance?" Ding Tian only thought of this.

"What do you think?" Mr. Xu looked at Ding Tian several times in surprise. Unexpectedly, old man Ding's son is so shrewd. Although he is young, he has a long-term vision.

Ding Tian had nothing to say, he also had pens, inks, papers and inkstones, but at this time pens, inks, papers and inkstones were quite expensive, he didn't like to waste his own things, so he found pens, inks, papers and inkstones from Master Xu, and wrote a After he finished writing, he asked Mr. Xu to write on the letter paper to prove that the details were true. It wasn’t Ding Tian’s nonsense, so Mr. Xu had no choice but to write the proof. In addition, Master Xu also repaired a book and two letters, and handed them to Xu Zixu together. He brought a little bookboy at home and another team. Although this team was in casual clothes, Ding Tian I think they came out of the barracks.

Master Xu only said that the other party was going to Fucheng to do business, and didn't say anything else.

It was impossible for Ding Tian to ask such detailed questions, so he just bowed his hands and left.

After returning to his site, he still wants to live here at night. He hasn't come back for several days, and it's all covered with dust. He started cleaning.

Lin Qi ran over: "You are back!"

"Are you here?" Ding Tian kept his hands wiping the table.

"I brought two buckets of water here for you." Lin Qi didn't come empty-handed, but also fetched two buckets of water for him to pour into the water tank.

This place in Dingtian has its own sweet water well because it is special, so it is very convenient to fetch water. Lin Qi's help is also easy.

After all, everyone knows that Ding Tian, ​​the small prison boss, doesn't look like he is small and has no subordinates, but he likes to be clean very much. The cell is cleaner than their squad.

If others go to his place, they don't know how to get there, because the ground is paved with bricks, and blankets are laid on it in winter, so it is very clean.

The bamboo mats are all new, and they are spotless. When the big guys are free, they seldom come here.

One is afraid of breaking taboos, and the other is that Ding Tian is too clean.

In fact, Ding Tian just wanted to improve hygiene. What was the cell like before?

Ding Tian didn't remember either!

"Have you heard of Tian'er? The master has set the rules. Tell me, do we really want to go down and collect so much?" Lin Qi was a little unsure: "I'm afraid of being beaten out by the villagers."

"Don't worry, since the county magistrate has made such a decision, he must have his reasons." Ding Tian wiped the table clean, put the cups and bowls in the pot with the water brought by Lin Qi, poured the water, boiled, and boiled. Once again, by the way, also burn the kang to make it a little hotter.

Although the weather is not cold at this time, it can be said that Qiuhu is hot, but Kang is different. He hasn't come back for several days, so he can't do without some heat.

"What's the point? I've heard people from the older generation say that one stone here used to be 120 catties, and it has always been calculated like this. Why did he come and become [-] catties?" Ten catties is enough for a family to chew for several days.

Besides, it is only one mu of land, and one mu of land can produce at most [-] catties of grain, and even better, it is only [-] catties of grain, and one-third of the grain is gone at once.

One-third of the grain should be left for the whole family to eat.

The rest has to be sold to pay taxes and money. The family’s rice, oil, salt and vinegar must come from here. If there is a disease or disaster, the money will be gone as soon as it is spent.

"This matter is out of our control. Didn't I see Mr. Xu before I got mad?" Ding Tian added two sticks of firewood to the stove.

He has calculated that in ancient times, because there was not as much oil and water as in modern times, each person had to eat about a thousand catties of grain every year, which is ten stones in weight. , Selling one stone, one person needs to plant at least ten mu of land to make enough money.

But in the countryside, if one person works hard and is diligent, he can plant [-] mu of land. Of course, if there are large animals.

Without large livestock, only about [-] acres can be planted. If there is more, people will die from illness and exhaustion.

The family's food and clothing, and the most basic food and clothing, are barely maintained. The magistrate of Kanma County is a good land scraper. He must have been hugged a lot before. I don't know how he governed. Now Niujiao County is not as good as Where he used to be was rich.

The people here are not good at quarreling. They were able to fight against the barbarians in the north back then, but now they dare to beat the county magistrate until his nose is bruised and his face is swollen!

"This...I..." Lin Qi frowned.

Although his family is exempted from taxes because of his relationship, the relatives are also a big family. Everyone in the same village knows that he is a government servant, and they must be government servants to collect taxes. The master will not go down to collect taxes. Taxation, when the time comes... He was really afraid that he would be beaten to death by the villagers.

"Okay, okay!" Ding Tian took out an oiled paper bag from the bag he brought back: "I bought the roast chicken, take it home and eat it."

"Oh!" Lin Qi didn't feel happy after taking the things.

But Ding Tian didn't worry about it. He felt that Director Xu would not let the county magistrate mess around. You see, once the county magistrate fainted, Master Xu would send a message to the magistrate.

Master Xu is just an old fox.

He didn't go with Mr. Du, but stayed here instead. Look, he was just a bookkeeper, but now he has become a high-ranking bookkeeper, which means he has entered the officialdom.

If he works hard, it is not impossible for the county magistrate.

The county magistrate is equivalent to the existence of the deputy county magistrate, an official position of the eighth rank.

And in many cases, if there is no county magistrate, the county magistrate is the county magistrate!

It may even happen that the county magistrate is appointed as the county magistrate. Of course, this is impossible in wealthy counties, but it is still possible in remote places, such as theirs.

Ding Tian also figured it out just now. When he was on duty, he would read some novels when he had nothing to do, especially historical novels. Although he did not major in history, art comes from life!

The next day Ding Tian went shopping in the market, and happened to meet Uncle Ding who came to buy some goods. He came to buy some goods for the grocery store at home, and drove a carriage to pick up the goods.

He whispered to his second uncle what happened in the county government office.

"So much?" The second uncle was also surprised: "It used to be only fifty catties of grain per mu of land, but now it has risen to one stone?"

"This master...hehe, he has a big appetite." Ding Tian pointed to a small group of people in front: "Did you see that? The two most beautiful maids there are the maids in the master's back house, and the two maids next to them Wife, it’s the back kitchen, look at that woman, she has gold hairpins on her hair, and silver bracelets on her maid’s hands.”

"I remember that Mrs. Du claimed to have a golden face." At that time, who in the whole county didn't envy Mrs. Du?

As a result, all the women in the kitchen now wear gold-plated hairpins, and the maids all wear big silver bracelets!

Such a comparison...he felt that this Master Ma who came here was not a good person.

"But don't worry, everyone, you have to pay taxes, and you have to pay them diligently..." Qi Dingtian whispered to his second uncle for a long time, and the second uncle hesitated: "Is this... okay?"

"It will definitely work!"

Three days after he came back, the master asked the yamen servants to go down to collect taxes. There were not enough yamen servants, so Mr. Ma didn't care.

Master Xu's face turned dark.

But he couldn't delay the time. After all, the taxes from their county government were paid to the prefectural city, and then distributed to the army stationed in the north.

Once there is a problem with the supply in the army, it will be a big deal.

So Master Xu had no choice but to let the yamen servants go down to notify the three chiefs. It was impossible for the chiefs to notify the village chiefs of each village on the grounds that the number of yamen servants was not enough. Yes, if the yamen servants can't collect taxes... Hehe, it will be miserable for Mr. Ma.

There is not even a little room for relaxation, and it was really good at that time.

He asked the yamen servant to announce the tax collection standard in the name of Mr. Ma, but he asked the yamen servant to notify the village chiefs in his name to support his work as much as possible.

Hehe, everyone is resentful towards the new county magistrate, but they are very sympathetic to Mr. Xu. That Mr. Ma did not show up, but set such a high tax, and let Mr. Xu be in charge , Isn't this just treating yourself as a good person and Mr. Xu as a bad person?

What happened to the redneck?

Country people are not easy to fool!

In the early morning of this day, the gate of the city had not yet been opened, but in the morning light, one car after another, carrying food, was heading towards the south gate. The first car on board was Ding Tian's second uncle, followed by Ding Tian. The car of the third uncle's family, the two of them are the ones who farm the most. Naturally, they pay more grain than others, but the tax money is paid on a per-household basis. In this regard, their family has taken advantage of it. Income, this amount of tax money is not too much, but the food is too much.

The gate of the city was opened by the gatekeeper, and when he saw the situation outside, he opened his mouth wide...

□The author's gossip: Jianghu's body is much more comfortable today. It's been almost a week, and I've seen better. Alas, everyone should take care of their health, health is very important!Don't be sick if you have anything, really... don't be sluggish if you have nothing.