I raised a husband in ancient times

The government arrests fugitives?

Lu Yiming and Pei Xing looked at each other, and the first thing they thought of was the person lying in the room, but after thinking about it carefully, the time was not right.

He quickly analyzed the current situation. They deliberately avoided the crowd when they came down from the mountain. Even if someone saw the reporter and sent the yamen servants from the town to Wuhe Village, it shouldn't be so fast.

Everything happens in case, so plan for the worst.

After settling down, Lu Yiming gently squeezed Pei Xing's palm, and whispered: "Go and seal the lid of the cellar, and then stay in the room with your mother. Don't come out unless I ask you."

Pei Xing's worry was palpable, but he knew that at this time, he couldn't help much, and it was best not to drag him down.

"Your Majesty, be careful."

After the person disappeared in the house, he sorted out his clothes and opened the courtyard door.

The raised palm of the door knocker was suspended in the air and was about to fall. It seemed that he was impatient and wanted to urge him again.

As soon as they met, Lu Yiming called out calmly, "Master."

The officials who came were almost five or six people. There were several rice carts behind them, and most of the grain had already been placed. They probably just came to their house after harvesting loose grain from the barn of the ancestral hall.

Logically speaking, the tax collection after the autumn harvest is notified from door to door, and the villagers can pay the tax at the granary in the ancestral hall on a fixed day according to the tax standard.

However, there are eight families in the village as a special case. In recent years, the tax law stipulates that if the number of fertile land in each family exceeds the total registered population, it shall be taxed separately.

One is to prevent farmers from wasting arable land resources, and the other is alternative exploitation to increase tax revenue.

Unfortunately, Lu Yiming's family did not cultivate a few mu of land this year, and the harvest was small, but the preferential treatment for joining the army was gone.

The man frowned and looked at him displeased, as if he was dissatisfied with the procrastination, he took out the household registration book, compared it and said, "Your boy is Lu Shun's son?"

"That's right, boy."

The unassuming tone is just right in front of Gu Huan, but it will only increase the disgust in front of this early disliked person, and naturally he will not be in a good mood to greet you politely: "Collecting grain, Lu Shun's family has seven acres of fertile land and three acres of dry land." , apply for 34 buckets of grain."

Good land is taxed one for five, and dry land is taxed one for ten.

This is the land tax standard in recent years. Due to the long-term war, the treasury lacks grain and grass reserves, so the tax is increased from the people, which is [-]% more than before.

The two countries have ceased war this year, and together with the natural disasters in the past three years, it is reasonable to issue a tax reduction policy, but now it seems that the food tax has not dropped.

The yield of rice in their family is less than two shi per mu, and the total is only five shi of rice and one shi of wheat.

Lu Yiming secretly calculated in his mind that ten buckets of stone would cost more than three-fifths of their rice harvest this year.

Based on the calculation of six kilograms per bucket and half a catty per day for an adult, the rice and flour for a family of four are far from enough for a year.

The harvest of the rented fields is not as good as that of their family. The land rent paid is not rice, but converted into money for them, which is not much.

As for the farmers wanting to secretly report their own harvest?

That's unrealistic. The imperial court has surveyed various places before the autumn harvest, estimated the output per mu of land this year, and collected taxes according to the average level. Lu Yiming's family didn't even meet the standard of two stones per mu.

"This year's tax is still the same as last year?"

The man took the notebook and recorded something on it. Hearing Lu Yiming's question, he raised his head: "Why, do you have an opinion?"

"How could it be, my lord, it's the first time that the boy in the family is confused about taxation, and I hope you will forgive me." Father Lu said as he handed over a few copper coins and pressed them under the servant's hands.

The man glanced at Lu Shun, accepted it without any excuse.

Father Lu went to the fields to dig the soil earlier, and heard that a government servant was going to his house. He was afraid that his stubborn son would conflict with the officer, so he went straight to the house with a hoe on his shoulder.

It came just in time.

"I don't know how much grain we have to hand in this year, so I'll let my kid move out."

Li Zheng had notified in advance that Father Lu actually knew it well, but he just confirmed it again.

"Field tax 34 dou."

"Okay, my lord, take your seat, drink some tea, moisten your throat, and we will move right away."

Lu's father hummed in a low voice and greeted him with a smile, while Lu Yiming kept his eyes down and did not speak, and lightly clasped his index finger, not knowing what he was thinking.

He dragged people to the kitchen, and moved the baskets of rice into the courtyard. Father Lu was sweating a little on his forehead.

"My lord, this is the grain we agreed to, please check and accept it."

The previous leader picked up a piece of pastry on the table and put it into his mouth. After chewing it lightly, he didn't get up immediately. Instead, he tapped the handle of the seat with his index finger and said casually, "This pastry is not bad."

Seeing this, Father Lu turned his head and asked Lu Yiming to wrap a plate of homemade osmanthus cake and hand it to him.

Seeing that Lu's father was very good, the man smiled and got up and started collecting food.

He approached each bamboo basket full of rice, raised his foot, and kicked hard. The bamboo basket shook twice and did not fall down, but a lot of rice inside spilled out. It was confirmed whether the bottom was hollow, and it was true if some rice was shaken off.

After being kicked firmly, these few baskets of rice were put on the weighing rack. Not surprisingly, they were less than the original quota.

"One more bucket."

There are not so many rice scattered on the ground, but you want to reason with the officials?In ancient times, offending an officer was punishable by imprisonment or a board.

Lu Yiming pursed his lips and didn't look at the smug smiling face looking at him. His thumb lightly twirled on the index finger joint, and he even wanted to laugh. No one had been so arrogant in front of him for a long time.

The tiger falls in Pingyang and is bullied by dogs?

A cold light flashed quickly in his eyes, and he quickly calmed down, telling himself that this is not the end of the world.

It is impossible to swallow anger, but this shiny face can be decorated, it is worthy of this talent.

A certain official who was still holding airs was unaware of the potential crisis. He swaggered and directed people to load the grain into the cart with his hands behind his back.

After loading, the man greeted with a smile: "It's been a hard year for everyone. The court can't do anything about it. There is a war, and the treasury is short of money. We can't do anything, just follow the rules."

Giving a sweet date with a slap in the face is a common trick to win people's hearts.

"Where and where, we ordinary people also contribute to the imperial court."

Ordinary people dare not say that the imperial court is not good, they have taken the courage of the ambitious leopard, as the saying goes, more things are worse than less things, it is not easy to offend these officials like Father Lu.

Seeing the backs of the group of people getting smaller and smaller, Father Lu's smirk naturally tightened. Seeing that his son had no intention of reflecting, he sighed softly, he was indeed young and frivolous.

"go in."

Two heads popped out of the originally closed house, and after confirming that the official had left, Pei Xing flew to Lu Yiming and shouted anxiously: "Husband, that man is awake!"

Father Lu looked blank, who woke up?

Originally, Mother Lu almost fainted when she saw that their house harbored a seriously injured person. She thought Brother Xing and Abao had annoyed the guards because of this incident.

Later, I found out that it was a food harvester, so I didn't say much, but I was still curious about the situation of this person, especially when I met the eyes of that person who had just woken up, like a lone wolf I had seen before, extremely fierce, she Still feel terrified.

With Xiao Miao protecting him, Lu Yiming was at ease. After he entered the cellar, he found that the man had sat up and was holding the jade pendant with the character Gu on it with one hand.

Seeing someone coming, he put away the jade, recognized Lu Yiming with fixed eyes, and nodded to him: "Thank you."

"It's okay." Lu Yiming handed him some water and liquid food, "Tell me, what I didn't say before."

Quenching his thirst and satisfying his hunger, the man came slowly: "I am a jade merchant, and I was deceived by my family brother that there is an unexploited rough ore mine here, so I came here to investigate, unexpectedly, this is a trap. I also blame myself for trusting others too much."

Pei Xing might have believed this statement, but Lu Yiming did not believe a word of it. The jade merchant didn't have so many old knife scars and arrow wounds, but he didn't want to delve into it.

"What is the 'Yue Lai' you mentioned earlier?"

"It's a friend from my town. I wanted you to deliver a message for me. Since I have nothing to do, let's let it go."

When this person talked about the old man, he didn't look like a simple friend, but rather like the way little Pei Xing looked at him.

"I'm afraid I'll bother you about something."

"Please say."

"Allow me to stay here for a while, and save my life. If you need me in the future, you can go to the Zhenbao Pavilion in the town and take the token to find their steward."

******

When the darkness fell, Li Depan lay on the bed after washing, and suddenly felt dry and itchy on his face.

He scratched his face, but it seemed to be getting more and more itchy, and he couldn't stop itching.

His little concubine was about to throw herself into each other's arms, when suddenly she was deeply frightened by his face in the dark and cried: "Ah—your face, my lord!"

He pushed the person away and put his face in front of the bronze mirror. The stranger in the mirror had red rashes on his face, and blood was dug out where he scratched, looking like an evil ghost.

"Who did it!"

A burst of fury resounded from Li's house, and everyone in Li's house stayed up all night.

These things have nothing to do with Lu Yiming, it's just that Xiao Miao sprinkled some small things on him, it's not fatal.

After practicing calligraphy as usual, wash up and go to bed.

Lu Yiming embraced the man's body, put his head on the other's shoulder, and said softly: "Xiao Xing, I want to take the martial arts examination."

Originally, Pei Xing was still a little ashamed of this intimacy, and was shocked by his sudden words, but when he thought about what happened in the evening, he understood that his husband's decision was not groundless.

"I support everything my husband does."

Under the imperial power system, it is not the force to rule the world. If you want to make small moves in the dark, you will never be on the stage. The power of power is the key to this dynasty.

Wanting to protect the person in his arms, wanting to protect this warm and peaceful home, he can't just stay lazy and do nothing.

"Husband, is that person some kind of fugitive pursued by the government?" Seeing that her husband hadn't spoken for a long time, Pei Xing said what he had been worried about.

Lu Yiming pinched his ears lightly, the pearls were smooth and round, and he felt good: "Don't worry, although this person is not telling the truth, he is not a criminal, and his status may be quite high."

The man's speech and behavior are not like ordinary merchants.

"Oh, but then why did he appear in the mountains and suffer such serious injuries?"

The other party's slender eyelashes fluttered up and down in the darkness, and with a thought in his heart, he outlined the corners of his eyes with his fingertips and stamped them.

"Don't discuss other men with your husband in bed."

The author has something to say: Mathematics always makes people's brain hurt. I don't know if there are any calculation mistakes. If so, please remind me~ woo woo woo, math scum is too difficult...

(ps: I will revise the text tomorrow during the day~ I will not ask for leave~)

感谢在2021-09-0901：43：39～2021-09-1000：39：03期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦～

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mines: 1 piece;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard