The best male concubine who traveled through time

In Ping'an Town, due to the continuous snowfall for more than a month, the streets and alleys in the town were all covered with a thick layer of snow.

Some houses were crushed by the heavy snow because they had not been repaired for a long time, causing waves of wailing.

There are also elderly people who came to the field tremblingly with sticks, looking at the knee-high snow, their old faces were full of despair.

"God, you are trying to force us to death!" An old man looked up to the sky and screamed, his hoarse voice couldn't hide his grief.

"There is no food, what shall we pay the food tax next year?" Some peasant women squatted in the snow, crying loudly.

Some people used hoes to dig up the cold and hard soil, looking at the frozen wheat seeds, their lips trembled, and their eyes were full of helplessness and despair.

At this moment, the sound of gongs and drums suddenly shook the sky in the town, causing everyone to stretch their necks to look at the town.

"What's going on here?"

someone asked puzzledly.

"I don't know, why don't you go and have a look!"

Everyone put away the sorrowful clouds on their faces and walked towards the town.

And on the streets of the town, two yamen servants carried a big gong and shouted while beating, attracting people to leave their homes one after another.

The people looked at the two yamen servants walking on the snow-covered street with one foot deep and one foot shallow, their faces were full of doubts, and they wondered what the court wanted to do?

"The emperor issued an announcement saying that this year, there will be a snow disaster that has not happened in a hundred years, and all the grain seeds will be frozen to death in the ground. You can get ten Wen wages a day.

In addition, due to the snowstorm, all the grain in the field was frozen to death, so the day of paying the grain tax this year was postponed from summer to autumn. "

While beating the big gong, the yamen servant announced the official document sent by the emperor.

The delay in paying the food tax is a surprise to everyone. As for sending one person from each family to go to work, this is a bit too little. After all, each family does not have much surplus food now. Naturally, they hope that they can send out a few more people to earn money.

In particular, ten coins a day is posted, which is a very generous treatment.

"Brother Yamen servant, does each family only need one person? Can you go to a few more?" Someone asked.

"Yes, there are a lot of people in my family, and the money earned by one person is not enough for the whole family!"

Someone started to sell miserably.

"My house has just been crushed by the snow, and I need money. Brother Yamen servant, can you let three people go to my house?" An old woman stepped forward cautiously and asked.

"I'm sorry everyone, this is an order issued by the emperor, and there is nothing we can do about it." The yamen servant shook his head, then greeted his comrades in front, and continued to beat the gong while loudly announcing the official document issued by the emperor.

Although it was disappointing to see that the two of them could not go out as a family, it did not arouse everyone's dissatisfaction. After all, at this time, it was a surprise that one person could go out to earn money.

For a wage of ten Wen a day, you can buy two catties of grain. If you go there for two more months, you can earn hundreds of Wen. How can you not be unhappy if you can buy dozens or even hundreds of catties of grain for a few hundred Wen? ?

This kind of thing happened in the entire Holy Dynasty. When the desperate family heard that the day of paying the food tax was postponed, they felt relieved and looked up to the sky and shouted: "The emperor is holy!"

Especially when they learned that each family can send one person to work in the government office and receive ten cash per day, the worries on the faces of the people finally dissipated a little.

As long as the people get through this year, they can sow rice in the spring of next year, and in the autumn there will be grain to pay the grain tax.

Holy City Luo Family:

In Luo Yunxiao's room, two pots of red charcoal fire were placed, warming the whole room.

He reclined on the recliner by the window, with his eyes closed, he was listening leisurely to Luo Wu's latest news.

"My lord, the emperor recently sent people to take some unknown things to various states and counties, and asked the people in each state and county to make those little things that they couldn't understand."

Luo Wu didn't know how to describe those things, they looked weird, and he didn't know what the emperor Shengde was up to?

"Oh? What is it?" Luo Yunxiao opened his eyes and looked at Luo Wu.

Luo Wu hurriedly took out a piece of paper from his body and handed it over with both hands.

Luo Yunxiao took the paper and looked at the painting on the paper, which showed a puzzled expression of Monk Zhang Er.

Pointing to a drawing that looked like a stool, he asked, "Is this a stool?"

Luo Wu leaned forward for a closer look, then nodded in agreement, "It seems so."

"Then what is this?" Luo Yunxiao asked, pointing to a long painting.

"It seems to be a rope." Luo Wu gave his answer.

"Then what is this?" Luo Yunxiao asked again, pointing to a cuboid painting.

Luo Wu looked at it carefully, and replied with a serious face: "It seems to be a box for soap."

Soaps are cheap now, so Luo Wu has seen soaps before, and isn't it the little wooden box that contains the soaps?

"It seems to be really a wooden box for soap." Luo Yunxiao was stunned, wondering why Jun Yi asked the common people to make soap boxes?

Shouldn't he be worried about Wanmenguan now?How can you still have the mood to let the people do these insignificant things?

"Then what is this?" Luo Yunxiao asked, pointing to a square-shaped painting.

Luo Wu looked at it for a long time, but didn't understand what the box-shaped thing was, so he shook his head and replied, "Master, my subordinates don't know either."

"What exactly does Emperor Shengde want?" Luo Yunxiao sat up straight, resting his chin with his hands, full of doubts.

After pondering for a long time, he finally realized, "Old man, I know, Emperor Shengde is afraid that these people will rebel if they don't have food next year, so he finds an excuse to let the people work."

As long as the people have money, they can buy food, and as long as there is food, the people will not rebel.

High, really high, knowing that next year Wanmen Pass will usher in a fierce battle, so first appease the domestic people, as long as the domestic people do not rebel, the soldiers of the Holy Dynasty can fully resist foreign enemies.

But he didn't know that, in order to prevent him, Jun Yi deliberately mixed soap boxes and other weird-looking things into the accessories for making saddles, in order to confuse his thinking.

As a member of the Holy Dynasty, Luo Wu was not only unhappy but worried when he heard that the Holy Dynasty had solved the predicament, "What should I do?"

After thinking it over, Luo Yunxiao looked relaxed, and he lay back on the recliner again, humming a tune and leisurely replied: "It's okay, the Holy Dynasty is about to usher in another wave of blows."

Seeing Luo Yunxiao's relaxed expression, Luo Wu knew that there was a solution from above, so he didn't ask any more questions, turned around and left the room, and went out to continue to inquire about the latest news.

The snow finally stopped on the eve of the Spring Festival, and the long-lost sun appeared in the sky, warming the earth that had been tortured by the severe winter for more than a month.

Ye Yang, who had been cooped up in the room for more than a month, was dragged out of the room by Xiao Douding's force, and bathed in the sun.

"My lord, why don't you go to the Imperial Garden for a walk!" Xiao Douding was almost suffocated, and just wanted to leave the Golden Sun Palace to get some fresh air outside.

"What is there to do? The flowers, plants and trees in the imperial garden are afraid of being frozen to death."

Although there was sun in the sky, it was still very cold, Ye Yang shrank his neck and wanted to go back to his room.

Xiao Douding had already figured out Ye Yang's thoughts, he went around behind Ye Yang, and pushed Ye Yang to the imperial garden.

"No, let me go back to my room and sleep!" Ye Yang really didn't want to go out, after all, the cold wind was blowing on his face, which made his face hurt.

"My lord, if you don't go out to get some air, you're going to get moldy."

Xiao Douding was because Jun Yi repeatedly warned him to take Ye Yang out more, otherwise he would be the only one to ask if he was bored, so he dared to push Ye Yang out of Jinyang Hall.

In the end, Ye Yang reluctantly came to the imperial garden under the urging of Xiao Douding.

The imperial garden was still covered with white snow, and the once tall trees had their branches broken under the snow, leaving only bare branches.

The flowers that used to be seen everywhere were pressed to the ground by the snow and became a pile of dead things.

The eunuchs took shovels and barrels to clear the snow in the imperial garden.

Since the sun was out today, the concubines in the West Palace walked out of their bedrooms one after another and came to the Imperial Garden.

"Brother Concubine Ye, long time no see, are you all right?" Concubine Ling Gui came forward to say hello suddenly today, which surprised Ye Yang.

You know, when this guy saw him before, he always satirized him strangely.

"Greetings, Young Master Ling Guifei." Seeing this, everyone saluted Ling Guifei one after another.

Concubine Ling ignored the people who were saluting to him, he walked straight towards Ye Yang, and said with a smile: "I haven't seen you for a long time, brother Ye, his face is really getting better and better."