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Finally, the three of Li Luoyang didn't enter Xiuning County. They just found a place to stay in a village outside the city. The village was very small, that is, more than 100 families. After Xiao Hui showed his waist token, the chief of Li Luoyang hurried to make arrangements, and finally let the three live in before dark.
The family name of Li Luoyang is Zheng. There were originally three sons in the family. The youngest was only eight years old, but the oldest two have gone one after another. As for how to go, the Zheng family husband and wife, who are already as old as the old man, are unwilling to mention it. Li Luoyang sees that they are in their early 40s at best, but they have half white hair, It looks like a face in its sixties and seventies.
Everyone knows the hardship of the country people. Without the edification of large families in cities and towns, it is impossible for everyone to be as rebellious as Lin Luoshui. Even if he has managed the farmland for seven or eight years, he can still restore the appearance of a rich family overnight. In fact, the conditions of Lao Zheng's family are not very good. It is only because the eldest and second sons have gone that there is a decent room available. Other farmers either have no walls or have no place to live in. Even this decent house is really poor in Li Luoyang's view. The Yellow rammed earth walls have been shelled, There are water marks at the junction with the thatched shed above his head. Even a little light from the oil lamp can let Li Luoyang see the mildew on the thatched grass. If there is a rainstorm in summer, the roof may not stand.
Even the roof tiles have not been used. It can be seen that the poverty level of this village is even higher than that of Lijia village, which makes Li Luoyang confused. Isn't it close to Suzhou? It's the so-called heaven and underground Suzhou and Hangzhou. Why is there such a poor place nearby?
"Don't you understand this?"
Xiao Hui is lying on the "bed" made up of two long benches. As a registered disciple, he is certainly embarrassed to squeeze the small bed with Li Luoyang. Although it turns cold at night, he can stand it now as long as he doesn't take off his clothes. As for Dong Ming, it is the "senior brother" of Xiao Hui who takes care of him so that he can sleep in the thatched pile in the corner.
Now Dong Ming is asleep. After all, he has neither external nor internal practice. Everything has just started. He can keep up with Li Luoyang and Xiao Hui on the way. He is a tough person. He can see the blood bubbles on the soles of his feet when he takes off his shoes. As soon as he lies down, the whole person is scattered.
"Tell me."
Li Luoyang is not very sleepy anyway. Since he heard the word "Manichaeism" at the gate of Xiuning County, he always felt uneasy. He vaguely felt that there was a great disaster coming. It's better to chat with Xiao Hui to pass the time.
"In fact, it's nothing. Although Suzhou and Hangzhou are rich in products, it's because of their reputation that the tax is extremely high. Hey, if it's just the tax of the imperial court, it's just that those who are officials don't worry. From the government Yin to the petty officials, it's possible that when the tax of two or three out of ten actually falls on people, it can become five or six or eight out of ten 。”
"So high?"
Li Luoyang frowned.
Although the tax is nominally "taken from the people for the people", the tax proportion mentioned by Xiao Hui is too terrible. Especially in the farming society, the output of the common people basically depends on the weather, but the tax of the imperial court is fixed, in other words, the tax is paid according to the land area.
If you encounter a bumper year, the output of the land can still be slightly surplus after paying taxes. If you encounter a bad harvest, the tax collector will not care whether your field is flooded or dry this year. You can't pay less. If you can't take it out, you can borrow it. If you can't even borrow it, you can pull the property at home. There are only two ways to go if you don't even have property.
Either you sell the land and pay the last round of taxes, and then you can easily become a refugee, just like Dong Jiatun where Dong Ming is located. Whether you go up the mountain or down the sea, in short, you can't be caught by the people in the yamen, otherwise it's either labor or exile. The second way is to sell people. Sons, daughters and even wives can sell, but the price will follow the market.
It was stipulated in the Wu and Zhou dynasties that farmers could not be forcibly naturalized, that is, adult farmers could not become slaves to others unless they wanted to. Of course, children were different, so as long as the number of children could be sold at a price. If you want to sell your wife, it depends on whether your wife has the spirit of sacrifice and on her age, appearance and physical condition.
In short, no matter which way to go, it is a human tragedy.
"Why don't you care about the six doors?"
"Tube?" the little ash basked slightly, but his eyes looked at the ceiling without opening. Xiao Hui once asked such a childish question, because he remembered that when he was only three or four years old, it seemed that he was sold by his family. The question is who is in charge and who can?
Liumen knows what the corrupt officials below are doing, but without the emperor's order, liumen can't do much, and it's not their turn.
Li Luoyang was silent.
At this time, he knew that Lijia village was really not such an angry place. In fact, Anning county was already quite rich. After all, compared with Shezhou, his hometown was simply a "remote mountainous area". The imperial court did not pay attention to that place, but would not set too high taxes. In a sense, the mountain was high and the emperor was far away It's also a kind of happiness. The ancients honestly didn't deceive me.
"Master, go to sleep. Who cares about who these days."
"Yes, who cares about who." Li Luoyang sighed softly. He felt that he didn't have the ability to create a prosperous world. It was too hard. His family's affairs had not been handled well. Isn't that a joke?
Unfortunately, Li Luoyang couldn't sleep tonight. Before he really closed his eyes, he saw a red light on the paper window.
"Xiao Hui, this is the water in the village?" Li Luoyang turned over and Xiao Hui followed, "go and light the light."
"Master, don't panic. If the village is flooded, there will be no movement at all. I'll go out to have a look." Xiao Hui moves quickly. He doesn't even take off his clothes when he lies down. Li Luoyang frowns and puts on his clothes. He plans to go out with Xiao Hui. As a result, Xiao Hui turns back in a hurry before he reaches the door.
"Master, I'll call Dong Ming. Let's go quickly!"
"What's the matter?" Li Luoyang asked as he began to pack up his baggage. Xiao Hui woke up Dong Ming in his sleep. They were all from poor families. Dong Ming opened his eyes and turned over. He just heard Xiao Hui whisper: "something big has happened. Xiuning County is surrounded by soldiers."
"Soldiers?" Li Luoyang and Dong Ming couldn't react. How could soldiers and horses surround the county in the hinterland of Wuzhou? Was it a rebellion by the generals of soldiers and horses?
"Let's go, it's too late if we don't go!" Xiao Hui didn't have anything to explain, but kept urging.
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Finally, the three of Li Luoyang didn't enter Xiuning County. They just found a place to stay in a village outside the city. The village was very small, that is, more than 100 families. After Xiao Hui showed his waist token, the chief of Li Luoyang hurried to make arrangements, and finally let the three live in before dark.
The family name of Li Luoyang is Zheng. There were originally three sons in the family. The youngest was only eight years old, but the oldest two have gone one after another. As for how to go, the Zheng family husband and wife, who are already as old as the old man, are unwilling to mention it. Li Luoyang sees that they are in their early 40s at best, but they have half white hair, It looks like a face in its sixties and seventies.
Everyone knows the hardship of the country people. Without the edification of large families in cities and towns, it is impossible for everyone to be as rebellious as Lin Luoshui. Even if he has managed the farmland for seven or eight years, he can still restore the appearance of a rich family overnight. In fact, the conditions of Lao Zheng's family are not very good. It is only because the eldest and second sons have gone that there is a decent room available. Other farmers either have no walls or have no place to live in. Even this decent house is really poor in Li Luoyang's view. The Yellow rammed earth walls have been shelled, There are water marks at the junction with the thatched shed above his head. Even a little light from the oil lamp can let Li Luoyang see the mildew on the thatched grass. If there is a rainstorm in summer, the roof may not stand.
Even the roof tiles have not been used. It can be seen that the poverty level of this village is even higher than that of Lijia village, which makes Li Luoyang confused. Isn't it close to Suzhou? It's the so-called heaven and underground Suzhou and Hangzhou. Why is there such a poor place nearby?
"Don't you understand this?"
Xiao Hui is lying on the "bed" made up of two long benches. As a registered disciple, he is certainly embarrassed to squeeze the small bed with Li Luoyang. Although it turns cold at night, he can stand it now as long as he doesn't take off his clothes. As for Dong Ming, it is the "senior brother" of Xiao Hui who takes care of him so that he can sleep in the thatched pile in the corner.
Now Dong Ming is asleep. After all, he has neither external nor internal practice. Everything has just started. He can keep up with Li Luoyang and Xiao Hui on the way. He is a tough person. He can see the blood bubbles on the soles of his feet when he takes off his shoes. As soon as he lies down, the whole person is scattered.
"Tell me."
Li Luoyang is not very sleepy anyway. Since he heard the word "Manichaeism" at the gate of Xiuning County, he always felt uneasy. He vaguely felt that there was a great disaster coming. It's better to chat with Xiao Hui to pass the time.
"In fact, it's nothing. Although Suzhou and Hangzhou are rich in products, it's because of their reputation that the tax is extremely high. Hey, if it's just the tax of the imperial court, it's just that those who are officials don't worry. From the government Yin to the petty officials, it's possible that when the tax of two or three out of ten actually falls on people, it can become five or six or eight out of ten 。”
"So high?"
Li Luoyang frowned.
Although the tax is nominally "taken from the people for the people", the tax proportion mentioned by Xiao Hui is too terrible. Especially in the farming society, the output of the common people basically depends on the weather, but the tax of the imperial court is fixed, in other words, the tax is paid according to the land area.
If you encounter a bumper year, the output of the land can still be slightly surplus after paying taxes. If you encounter a bad harvest, the tax collector will not care whether your field is flooded or dry this year. You can't pay less. If you can't take it out, you can borrow it. If you can't even borrow it, you can pull the property at home. There are only two ways to go if you don't even have property.
Either you sell the land and pay the last round of taxes, and then you can easily become a refugee, just like Dong Jiatun where Dong Ming is located. Whether you go up the mountain or down the sea, in short, you can't be caught by the people in the yamen, otherwise it's either labor or exile. The second way is to sell people. Sons, daughters and even wives can sell, but the price will follow the market.
It was stipulated in the Wu and Zhou dynasties that farmers could not be forcibly naturalized, that is, adult farmers could not become slaves to others unless they wanted to. Of course, children were different, so as long as the number of children could be sold at a price. If you want to sell your wife, it depends on whether your wife has the spirit of sacrifice and on her age, appearance and physical condition.
In short, no matter which way to go, it is a human tragedy.
"Why don't you care about the six doors?"
"Tube?" the little ash basked slightly, but his eyes looked at the ceiling without opening. Xiao Hui once asked such a childish question, because he remembered that when he was only three or four years old, it seemed that he was sold by his family. The question is who is in charge and who can?
Liumen knows what the corrupt officials below are doing, but without the emperor's order, liumen can't do much, and it's not their turn.
Li Luoyang was silent.
At this time, he knew that Lijia village was really not such an angry place. In fact, Anning county was already quite rich. After all, compared with Shezhou, his hometown was simply a "remote mountainous area". The imperial court did not pay attention to that place, but would not set too high taxes. In a sense, the mountain was high and the emperor was far away It's also a kind of happiness. The ancients honestly didn't deceive me.
"Master, go to sleep. Who cares about who these days."
"Yes, who cares about who." Li Luoyang sighed softly. He felt that he didn't have the ability to create a prosperous world. It was too hard. His family's affairs had not been handled well. Isn't that a joke?
Unfortunately, Li Luoyang couldn't sleep tonight. Before he really closed his eyes, he saw a red light on the paper window.
"Xiao Hui, this is the water in the village?" Li Luoyang turned over and Xiao Hui followed, "go and light the light."
"Master, don't panic. If the village is flooded, there will be no movement at all. I'll go out to have a look." Xiao Hui moves quickly. He doesn't even take off his clothes when he lies down. Li Luoyang frowns and puts on his clothes. He plans to go out with Xiao Hui. As a result, Xiao Hui turns back in a hurry before he reaches the door.
"Master, I'll call Dong Ming. Let's go quickly!"
"What's the matter?" Li Luoyang asked as he began to pack up his baggage. Xiao Hui woke up Dong Ming in his sleep. They were all from poor families. Dong Ming opened his eyes and turned over. He just heard Xiao Hui whisper: "something big has happened. Xiuning County is surrounded by soldiers."
"Soldiers?" Li Luoyang and Dong Ming couldn't react. How could soldiers and horses surround the county in the hinterland of Wuzhou? Was it a rebellion by the generals of soldiers and horses?
"Let's go, it's too late if we don't go!" Xiao Hui didn't have anything to explain, but kept urging.
Finally, the three of Li Luoyang didn't enter Xiuning County. They just found a place to stay in a village outside the city. The village was very small, that is, more than 100 families. After Xiao Hui showed his waist token, the chief of Li Luoyang hurried to make arrangements, and finally let the three live in before dark.The family name of Li Luoyang is Zheng. There were originally three sons in the family. The youngest was only eight years old, but the oldest two have gone one after another. As for how to go, the Zheng family husband and wife, who are already as old as the old man, are unwilling to mention it. Li Luoyang sees that they are in their early 40s at best, but they have half white hair, It looks like a face in its sixties and seventies.Everyone knows the hardship of the country people. Without the edification of large families in cities and towns, it is impossible for everyone to be as rebellious as Lin Luoshui. Even if he has managed the farmland for seven or eight years, he can still restore the appearance of a rich family overnight. In fact, the conditions of Lao Zheng's family are not very good. It is only because the eldest and second sons have gone that there is a decent room available. Other farmers either have no walls or have no place to live in. Even this decent house is really poor in Li Luoyang's view. The Yellow rammed earth walls have been shelled, There are water marks at the junction with the thatched shed above his head. Even a little light from the oil lamp can let Li Luoyang see the mildew on the thatched grass. If there is a rainstorm in summer, the roof may not stand.Even the roof tiles have not been used. It can be seen that the poverty level of this village is even higher than that of Lijia village, which makes Li Luoyang confused. Isn't it close to Suzhou? It's the so-called heaven and underground Suzhou and Hangzhou. Why is there such a poor place nearby?"Don't you understand this?"Xiao Hui is lying on the "bed" made up of two long benches. As a registered disciple, he is certainly embarrassed to squeeze the small bed with Li Luoyang. Although it turns cold at night, he can stand it now as long as he doesn't take off his clothes. As for Dong Ming, it is the "senior brother" of Xiao Hui who takes care of him so that he can sleep in the thatched pile in the corner.Now Dong Ming is asleep. After all, he has neither external nor internal practice. Everything has just started. He can keep up with Li Luoyang and Xiao Hui on the way. He is a tough person. He can see the blood bubbles on the soles of his feet when he takes off his shoes. As soon as he lies down, the whole person is scattered."Tell me."Li Luoyang is not very sleepy anyway. Since he heard the word "Manichaeism" at the gate of Xiuning County, he always felt uneasy. He vaguely felt that there was a great disaster coming. It's better to chat with Xiao Hui to pass the time."In fact, it's nothing. Although Suzhou and Hangzhou are rich in products, it's because of their reputation that the tax is extremely high. Hey, if it's just the tax of the imperial court, it's just that those who are officials don't worry. From the government Yin to the petty officials, it's possible that when the tax of two or three out of ten actually falls on people, it can become five or six or eight out of ten "So high?"Li Luoyang frowned.Although the tax is nominally "taken from the people for the people", the tax proportion mentioned by Xiao Hui is too terrible. Especially in the farming society, the output of the common people basically depends on the weather, but the tax of the imperial court is fixed, in other words, the tax is paid according to the land area.If you encounter a bumper year, the output of the land can still be slightly surplus after paying taxes. If you encounter a bad harvest, the tax collector will not care whether your field is flooded or dry this year. You can't pay less. If you can't take it out, you can borrow it. If you can't even borrow it, you can pull the property at home. There are only two ways to go if you don't even have property.Either you sell the land and pay the last round of taxes, and then you can easily become a refugee, just like Dong Jiatun where Dong Ming is located. Whether you go up the mountain or down the sea, in short, you can't be caught by the people in the yamen, otherwise it's either labor or exile. The second way is to sell people. Sons, daughters and even wives can sell, but the price will follow the market.It was stipulated in the Wu and Zhou dynasties that farmers could not be forcibly naturalized, that is, adult farmers could not become slaves to others unless they wanted to. Of course, children were different, so as long as the number of children could be sold at a price. If you want to sell your wife, it depends on whether your wife has the spirit of sacrifice and on her age, appearance and physical condition.In short, no matter which way to go, it is a human tragedy."Why don't you care about the six doors?""Tube?" the little ash basked slightly, but his eyes looked at the ceiling without opening. Xiao Hui once asked such a childish question, because he remembered that when he was only three or four years old, it seemed that he was sold by his family. The question is who is in charge and who can?Liumen knows what the corrupt officials below are doing, but without the emperor's order, liumen can't do much, and it's not their turn.Li Luoyang was silent.At this time, he knew that Lijia village was really not such an angry place. In fact, Anning county was already quite rich. After all, compared with Shezhou, his hometown was simply a "remote mountainous area". The imperial court did not pay attention to that place, but would not set too high taxes. In a sense, the mountain was high and the emperor was far away It's also a kind of happiness. The ancients honestly didn't deceive me."Master, go to sleep. Who cares about who these days.""Yes, who cares about who." Li Luoyang sighed softly. He felt that he didn't have the ability to create a prosperous world. It was too hard. His family's affairs had not been handled well. Isn't that a joke?Unfortunately, Li Luoyang couldn't sleep tonight. Before he really closed his eyes, he saw a red light on the paper window."Xiao Hui, this is the water in the village?" Li Luoyang turned over and Xiao Hui followed, "go and light the light.""Master, don't panic. If the village is flooded, there will be no movement at all. I'll go out to have a look." Xiao Hui moves quickly. He doesn't even take off his clothes when he lies down. Li Luoyang frowns and puts on his clothes. He plans to go out with Xiao Hui. As a result, Xiao Hui turns back in a hurry before he reaches the door."Master, I'll call Dong Ming. Let's go quickly!""What's the matter?" Li Luoyang asked as he began to pack up his baggage. Xiao Hui woke up Dong Ming in his sleep. They were all from poor families. Dong Ming opened his eyes and turned over. He just heard Xiao Hui whisper: "something big has happened. Xiuning County is surrounded by soldiers.""Soldiers?" Li Luoyang and Dong Ming couldn't react. How could soldiers and horses surround the county in the hinterland of Wuzhou? Was it a rebellion by the generals of soldiers and horses?"Let's go, it's too late if we don't go!" Xiao Hui didn't have anything to explain, but kept urging.
