These years of being the queen mother!

Yang Lingyue smiled, and deftly turned over the dried pickles at the entrance of the ruined temple, then took out the needle and thread in the dustpan and started sewing clothes.Speaking of it, Yang Lingyue is a dexterous girl, and her mentality is not comparable to that of her peers. Slowly groping, except for the first piece of clothing that was sewed crookedly, everything else was done like that.

It seems that after such a time travel, I was 'forced' by life, and became virtuous and virtuous. This made my nagging mother smile when she saw it, and praised her girl for her successful treatment of lazy cancer!

Thinking of this, Yang Lingyue first raised her mouth slightly, and when she was about to smile, she was instantly surrounded by sadness.In the blink of an eye, Yang Lingyue's tears rolled down like broken pearls.Yang Lingyue bit her lips, and wept silently for a while, taking advantage of Yang Mingda's head buried in chopping wood and not paying attention to himself, she pulled up her sleeve and roughly wiped her eyes.Yang Lingyue's eye sockets turned even redder because of the ungentleness of her movements.

"What's wrong with my sister?" Yang Mingda threw away his ax and surrounded Yang Lingyue, asking worriedly.

"It's nothing." Yang Lingyue bit her lip, and replied perfunctorily, "I accidentally let a flying insect fly into my eyes just now, and my eyes were too uncomfortable, so I shed tears."

Yang Lingyue blinked, and gently took out a handkerchief that was also made of nettle cloth and embroidered with simple flowers and plants on the edge, and wiped away the sweat stains on Yang Mingda's forehead.

"Are you tired? My sister boiled some wild chrysanthemum water. You can drink some after you rest to quench your thirst."

Yang Mingda smirked and sighed, ran into the dilapidated temple, scooped out a large spoonful of wild chrysanthemum water from the earthen jar on the bonfire that had been kept burning, and filled it with a wooden spoon. In the porcelain bowl, after blowing a few times, he drank it in big gulps without fear of being hot.

After Yang Mingda finished drinking, he scooped up another night to drink, then wiped his mouth with unsatisfied enthusiasm, and continued chopping firewood.Yang Lingyue had been sitting at the entrance of the ruined temple, mending the clothes, biting off the cotton thread lightly, and tidying up the needles and threads, then walked to Yang Mingda's side in a hurry, and helped him pile up a large pile of chopped firewood .

"Sister, I met Uncle Goudan from Third Master Geng's family yesterday. I heard from him that this year's birth is not good. Many places have been hit by disasters and there is no harvest. It is estimated that when the new year comes, many people will leave their homes to make a living."

"Uncle Goudan said that?" Yang Lingyue frowned and thought for a while, then said lightly: "It's really a disaster, and there are court officials to arrange disaster relief. These things are not something your half-old brother can worry about."

Seeing Yang Mingda's ignorant look, as if he didn't understand the meaning of his words, Yang Lingyue sighed. "Brother Ming, why do you say that this uncle who has read a few books and is not even a child is worried about such a thing? I'm not afraid that those all-pervasive Jin Yiwei will listen to him and punish him for a crime of talking about the court."

Instead of talking to most of the boys about what they have and what they don't, it's better to care about the things they should care about, such as changing the name of Goudan and choosing a name that suits a scholar.

Yang Lingyue shook her head, and warned Yang Mingda again, telling him not to listen to that doggy bastard who could only say that there was only one mouth left, so as not to get into trouble.

Although Yang Mingda felt that his sister made a fuss too much, he was obedient and kept in mind what Yang Lingyue ordered. When he went down the mountain with hunted game to exchange for daily necessities, he met someone who shook his head and lamented the changes in the court. Geng Goudan and Yang Mingda avoided him as if they had encountered a ghost, their faces changed drastically.Such an unavoidable behavior naturally made the self-proclaimed scholar Geng Goudan very tired.

On this day, Yang Lingyue tidied herself up and was about to close the gate of the ruined temple. She led Yang Mingda to a nearby township market to inquire about prices.As soon as I got off the mountain, I was confused by the dignified villager Zheng and the sad-looking villagers of Gengjia Village.

What's going on here?

Yang Lingyue pulled the old lady in the village and asked in a low voice what everyone was doing in the open-air dam.Upon hearing Yang Lingyue's question, the auntie of the main family in the village quickly wiped away her tears and said.

"I heard from your uncle that he lost another battle recently, and the current emperor is furious, saying that he sent more troops to garrison Liaodong."

"It's a good thing to send more soldiers and horses. Why are all of you... Could it be that the number of military households is not enough, and the imperial court issued an order to recruit refugees to replenish military households."

Yang Lingyue knew that the Ming Dynasty adopted the military household system, which emphasized that the father would die and the son should replace him, and that brothers would die and younger brothers would succeed each other.In terms of social status, military households are absolutely inferior to civilian households. Therefore, when civilian households had no choice but to sell themselves as slaves in the Ming Dynasty, they would rather sell themselves as slaves than join military households. , there is no other way to expand, so Yang Lingyue asked about it after hearing from the aunt that she had lost the battle again.

"It's the refugees who have been recruited to supplement the military households. It's just... well, the county government's messenger left just now, saying that there is not enough food and pay, and this year's tax will be increased by [-]%. You said that this year's drought has almost yielded nothing, and there is not even enough food to feed the hungry." If it’s not enough, how can we afford the [-]% more tax.”

When Yang Lingyue heard that her aunt was troubled by this matter, she didn't know what to say to persuade her.You can't say something that makes the aunt accept her fate with a paralyzed face.Yang Lingyue had a premonition that as long as she dared to say that, this kind-hearted and fat aunt would immediately perform a show of flooding Jinshan, so Yang Lingyue had to change the subject abruptly, asking the aunt if everyone gathered here to discuss how to get together The extra [-]% tax.

The aunt nodded: "That's not the case. Now because of the drought, there is not much harvest at all. Now most of the people in our village are eating the grain stored in the past. How can there be extra things to pay extra taxes!"

This is not only said by the village official with the best conditions in the village, the women and children of other families also yelled the same way.As the only high-ranking official in the village, the villager naturally knows that what the villagers say is true, but how can he, a guy who is not popular, a big sesame seed, even wink at the officials from the county government, manage to reduce or exempt taxes, so The village has no choice but to put on a posture, telling everyone not to yell, and trying to find a way to get the extra [-]% of the tax is serious.

This society has always paid attention to people not fighting with officials.As good citizens, the villagers of Gengjia Village naturally only dare to complain a few words in front of the village, and they absolutely dare not do things of resistance.Therefore, when the villagers of Gengjia Village heard that the village had made a final decision to collect the [-]% of the excess taxes, the villagers of Gengjia Village had no choice but to hold back their sorrow, tighten their belts, tearfully take out the grain that will be used as grain for next year, and try to find a way to collect it. taxation.

Gengjia Village tried to raise taxes one after another, and gradually spread to the whole Daming country. When Yang Lingyue went to the market, he heard the hawkers who sold things say that the taxes in the Jiangnan area had been raised by more than seven become.The common people were forced to do nothing by the super high taxes, and began to sell their sons and daughters in order to survive. Only in the Jinling generation, there were many handsome young children and young ladies added to those painting boats.

Hearing this, Yang Lingyue was half happy and half sad.Fortunately, her siblings have no father or mother, and did not fall into such a field. I feel sad that there are more and more refugees near the suburbs of Beijing. I am afraid that the siblings who have no parents and live in a ruined temple will be discovered by refugees and robbed of their shelter. .Yang Lingyue doesn't want to think too darkly about people's hearts, but things in the world are like this, people can sell their sons and daughters in order to survive, and it's hard to guarantee that no one will see the siblings who are dependent on each other and will not be evil.

For safety's sake, after hearing that refugees appeared in large numbers, Yang Lingyue led Yang Mingda to hide the hard-earned winter food separately.

Although Yang Mingda thought that Yang Lingyue was just worrying, he still obeyed Yang Lingyue's arrangement and obediently followed her to hide the winter food.Who would have thought that when they had just hidden most of the food and were about to return to the ruined temple, the ruined temple that the siblings called home attracted a large group of uninvited guests.They not only snatched the clothes and quilts sewn by Yang Lingyue, but also cooked the leftover food from the ruined temple. When Yang Mingda was furious and couldn't think of reasoning, they yelled at them to get away, or they would kill the siblings.

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