The Young Master Is Fierce Chapter 1077: Kicked onto the iron plate

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The fat man left.

Said he was going to the other side of the sea.

The fat man who had supported him for more than ten years finally left. He left while he was not around. Presumably, he wanted to avoid the sadness of parting.

Where will he go?

In that distant foreign country...Dad, you have to take care!

Fu Xiaoguan took a long breath and arrived at Li Xiucai's home in the village.

Li Xiucai had already seen the arrival of this group of people through the window. He was a little panicked, thinking what would such a big shot do in such a poor small village?

Fu Xiaoguan stood in front of Li Xiucai's hut and looked at it carefully. Although it was dilapidated, it was neatly kept. He walked over and knocked on the closed wood door.

Li Xiucai was silent for a moment. This is a big shot from Daxia. This is not an official from the Liao Dynasty. He may be here to learn about the situation in the old Liao Dynasty. This is a good thing.

This big man is estimated to be able to reach heaven to hear. If he knows the sufferings of the people of the old Liao Dynasty, maybe His Majesty the Emperor can be considerate and really exempt these people from agricultural taxes.

But if this big shot is also moody and has no common people in his heart... If I tell the truth, will it bring disaster?

This family can be supported by myself alone. If I make that big shot unhappy and land myself in jail, what will I do?

"Son, it seems like someone is knocking on the door."

While Li Xiucai was struggling, his mother, who was lying in the back room, spoke.

"Ah, mother, I'll open the door right now."

Li Xiucai bravely opened the door and saw a face that was dusty but full of energy.

The face was full of sunshine, with a warm smile, "Fellow, we come from Jinling, don't be nervous, we are not bad people, can we rest here for a while?"

Li Xiucai looked at the three old men and the maid behind the big man again - the three old men looked kind and dignified. They must be the aides of the big man. The maid looked like a fairy, which made him afraid to speak directly. Watching... Li Xiucai became more and more certain that the young man in front of him had a great background.

He hurriedly bowed and said: "My family is really poor. If you don't mind, please come in."

Of course Fu Xiaoguan didn't dislike it, he crossed the threshold and walked in without any courtesy.

Li Xiucai quickly took out a few small stools and wiped them carefully with his sleeves before carrying them over, but did not make a pot of tea because he had no tea.

"This place is called Huanglin Village. The name is quite appropriate. How many families are there in this village?"

Fu Xiaoguan looked at the simple hut and spoke. Li Xiucai quickly calmed down his uneasiness, swallowed, and replied casually:

"Back to the young master, there were originally thirty-six families in Huanglin Village. Later, due to years of war and many other reasons, all the people who had some hope in the village left. Now only the thirteen who can't leave are left. There are a total of forty-five people in the household."

"I came here because I heard that the Liao Dynasty and Xixia were at war... Little brother, can you still live like this?"

Li Xiucai's heart skipped a beat. This noble man really wanted to visit him.

He did not understand the identity of this noble man, let alone his habits. This was an extremely sensitive topic.

Thinking of the mighty army outside this noble man, Li Xiucai felt even more flustered, and forced a smile on his face, "This... I have gotten used to it over the years."

Fu Xiaoguan laughed. The man in front of him was wearing a blue Confucian shirt. Although the Confucian shirt had many patches and had been washed white, it was still very clean. If it weren't for the dark face, he looked More like a scholar.

"What's your last name, little brother?"

"My surname is Li and my given name is Dongsheng."

"Oh, how many people are there in Brother Li's family?"

"...I'll just be with my mother."

Fu Xiaoguan looked over and asked, "Where is my aunt? Are you still working outside in such a big sun?"

"My mother is ill and is bedridden."

"Oh... I just looked at the crops outside. Brother Li, I guess there is no harvest of rice. How is the food ration at home? I heard that the newly arrived Daotai has reduced or exempted the people's agricultural taxes... No need After paying the tax, is there any problem with eating?”

His eyes lit up, "Sir, are you really reducing the agricultural tax?"

Fu Xiaoguan nodded seriously, and Li Xiucai's face showed a hint of joy. It seemed that the news he heard on the set was true.

"This, this is great. To be honest, sir, we are all worried about this year's taxes."

Li Xiucai took a deep breath and didn't feel that the tension in his heart had eased a lot. Perhaps because he was sure of the good news, he opened up the conversation:

"Young master, you don't know, the taxes of the old Liao..." He shook his head, "They simply don't give us people a way to survive!"

“The agricultural tax alone was 20% of the output of the fields ten years ago, 30% five years ago, and 40% two years ago. Last year, a new rule was set, which became per mu of land. The fixed payment is one hundred catties of grain or one tael of silver..."

"The fields in our place are not too bad, but one acre of field can only produce about 200 kilograms of rice at most. This is a good year. But if it is like this year, even if there is no harvest, the rice will not be harvested. The government’s share cannot be missing a grain of grain.”

"Agricultural taxes are like this. In recent years, some messy taxes have been added. You have to pay a sheep head tax to raise sheep. You have to pay a head tax to give birth to a child. Every year, each household selects a young man to do corvee work for two months. , but there was no corvee to do, so it was converted into one tael of silver, euphemistically called the corvee tax..."

"After this year, my family has cultivated ten acres of land and raised two sheep. If the various taxes were converted into silver, we would need to pay fifteen taels! ... I am not afraid of the young master's jokes. If I hadn't started some wasteland farming If you order wheat, and there are a lot of wild vegetables here, you will be starved to death."

Fu Xiaoguan frowned slightly. The path and reason for the collapse of a dynasty were almost the same.

At the end of the dynasty, there must have been heavy taxes. The people were suffocated by excessive and excessive taxes, until the people could no longer survive and had to rise up.

Do the people have many needs?

Not much really.

If they had enough food and clothing, they would not rise up in rebellion, but some people refused to let them have enough food and clothing, and forced them to despair.

"A harsh government is fiercer than a tiger..."

Fu Xiaoguan sighed quietly, "But it's fine now. Since the newly appointed Taoist priest has completely exempted these taxes, I think your life will be better in the future... By the way, I heard that Master Taotai has come from other Taoist Taoists in Daxia. We have collected the food and it is estimated that it will arrive in two to three months, so we can survive this disaster year safely."

Li Xiucai's eyes suddenly lit up, "Really? To be honest, sir, there are several families in our Huanglin Village who are ready to flee."

"Really, but this food is not given for free. It is estimated that there will be a policy to let you build roads and other things in exchange for your labor."

"That's fine, it's better than starving to death!"

Fu Xiaoguan stood up and said, "You have to find a way to get through this period. Just wait until the disaster relief food comes out. Next year will be better."

He turned around and left, just standing at the door of the thatched house, but suddenly frowned.