Linbian Village is under the control of the Tian family in Qingliu Town, and it has not reached the level of a master and a servant. It is somewhat similar to the relationship between a tenant and a tenant. However, because the Tian family is one of the three major controllers of Qingliu Town, if Linbian Village cannot pay taxes, the Tian family will send people to fight and kill and vent their anger and have nowhere to seek justice.

"If, I mean, if, if, if you can't pay the tax, the Tian family will send someone to fight and kill and vent their anger. Have you ever thought of resisting?" Liu Xiu asked Lausanne in a low voice on the way to the tax payment location.

Hearing this question, Lausanne suddenly widened his eyes and said blankly: "Resist?"

"I mean, if, would it be possible to stand and wait for someone to beat him to death?" Liu Xiu nodded and whispered.

Luo Shan interrupted at this time and whispered in horror: "Don't say such words to you. Resistance is impossible, because that will definitely be retaliated by the Tian family, and there will only be more people who die!"

Speaking of this, Luo Shan gave Liu Xiu an example. It seemed that at some time thirty years ago, there was a village that resisted because it could not pay taxes. It was collective resistance. As a result, things became more and more troubled. When it was almost impossible to deal with it, a mysterious and powerful warrior came. Within a day, all the main members who participated in the resistance would be completely dead!

Since then, no one has ever thought of resisting no matter how difficult it is. It has been coming from generation to generation and has become accustomed to it.

After hearing this, Liu Xiu sank. Yes, who dares to resist under the iron-blooded suppression?

At the same time, Liu Xiu also had a vague guess in his heart. The big people control people's livelihood. Could it be that the big people rely on or rely on warriors?

There is too little information, and Liu Xiu has no way to judge.

The place where the Tian family collects taxes is located near the edge of Qingliu Town. It is a separate courtyard surrounded by walls and guards in black clothes and knives.

When Liu Xiu and the others arrived, people came and went in and out of the courtyard. Some people used ox carts to transport grain, some came purely with chariots, and some came directly with loads...

Luo Shan told Liu Xiu that those people came to pay taxes, and at the same time, he also smiled bitterly that the floods and disasters in early spring were too large. In previous years, the number of people who paid taxes here was at least ten times that of the moment, which was so lively.

Liu Xiu nodded to show his understanding, looked at some people with children and asked: "I understand those people bring food and pay taxes, but why are those who bring children with them empty-handed?"

In just a moment, Liu Xiu saw at least twenty or thirty people walking towards the gate of the courtyard with their children, and then asked this question.

"They brought their children to pay taxes because they couldn't pay the tax," Lausanne replied in a muffled voice from the side.

Liu Xiu thought to himself that this was the case. Although he had heard of such a thing for a long time, it was another thing to see with his own eyes.

At this time, Luoshan said in disgust: "It would be fine if those children entered the Tian family. Although life and death are controlled by the Tian family, at least they don't have to worry about food and clothing. There is also wages to help the family. If the Tian family does not collect it, in order to collect enough food and tax, the children may be sold to children at a low price. The result is unpredictable. Alas, during this period of year, there are countless cases of people dying in the ten miles of villages..."

What if a family cannot pay taxes and does not have children to pay taxes? What should they do?

Liu Xiu didn't ask these questions again, his heart felt a little cold. Even the scorching sunlight shone on his body could not dispel the chill in his heart. He cursed himself secretly, and had long expected the sufferings of the people, so why did he ask? Instead, he made himself upset.

After experiencing these things personally, Liu Xiu had the urge to turn around and leave. He returned to the cliff of life and death without asking about the world without seeing or being upset. This is not an escape, but he was powerless to change something.

Liu Xiu asked himself that although he was not a great person, he felt compassion when he saw the sufferings of the people. What could he do? This was not a matter of one household, but the norm in the world. He asked himself that he did not have the ability to change the whole world.

Shaking his head and putting aside his worries, Liu Xiu and Luosang stepped into the wide gate of the yard, but were not stopped and interrogated. They even had a knife guard who was too lazy to even look at them.

After stepping into the yard, Liu Xiu saw the situation here at a glance.

At the front is a row of warehouses. There are more than ten tables in front of the warehouse. The person sitting behind the pen is responsible for registering the taxes of each village and family. The signatures and seals are confirmed correctly. Someone will move the grain to the warehouse for storage.

Luo Shan said that in previous years, it was more than ten times lively. No wonder, both the guards outside and the people in charge of registration here seemed a little lazy. Perhaps they had to be too idle compared to the past.

There was also a queue for taxes. Luo Shan took the initiative to find a place with fewer teams to stand in the rear, while Liu Xiu and the others were waiting by the side.

The old village chief said that in previous years, the village would conduct a collective statistics and then transport the grain to the market actively. The villages were similar, and few people came to pay taxes alone. This year, because of the disaster, they could not count collectively, so they could only find a way for themselves.

This undoubtedly increased the workload of the Tian family's registered personnel, but there is nothing to do.

It was originally a big deal that half of the village had to be dispatched. This year, because of the silver thread grass, Luo Shan was enough to queue up by himself.

While Luo Shan was queuing up, Liu Xiu looked around curiously.

It is true that all living beings are sighing. Those who have taxes on food are still worried, while those who have no taxes on food are even more mourning.

"Deacon Zhao, look at it again. My son must be a strong laborer when he grows up. He is very diligent. Please accept it!" a middle-aged man begged with a little boy.

The old man in blue clothes in front of him shook his head and smiled bitterly: "It's not me that I said, I don't know if your son will be a strong laborer when he grows up, but I dare not accept his appearance, and he will be blamed by the master..."

On the other hand, a middle-aged woman gave a little girl to someone else with tears in her eyes, constantly asking her to be obedient and never make the owner unhappy.

Not everyone in charge of registration has such a good temper. When Liu Xiu observed the surroundings, a roar came from the front right.

"Get out, this is your third time. I have said that I won't accept your son and ask you to go back and find a way. You are sincerely causing trouble for me, right? Come on, beat me hard!"

As the roar sounded, followed by the sound of fists and feet and flesh, accompanied by screams.

A father and son were kicked and beaten by three strong black guards. The child was only three or four years old. Although the adults were all beaten, the child was kicked out because he could not hide in time.

It was so great that the child fell a few meters ahead of Liu Xiu. The child's father was nervous and ran over to see the corners of his mouth, while the guards chased him reluctantly.

The child cried and held his father and refused to let go. The adults were beaten and fists and feet were inevitably on the child.

Seeing this scene, Liu Xiu subconsciously frowned. The adults were beaten and beaten and could not say anything, but the child was innocent.

It seemed that Liu Xiu wanted to meddle in other people's business. Luosang quickly grabbed him and shook his head and said, "My beloved, just look. This kind of thing happens many times a year. At most, they will be beaten. If you stand up, it will be a problem of being beaten. At that time, it will not be a problem of being beaten."

Liu Xiu took a deep breath. Luosang was right, but he really couldn't bear to see that three or four-year-old child was implicated. Although the guard did not take the initiative to beat him, he would probably be ruined if he was injured for a lifetime if he was not careful.

They can't stand up and cause trouble for Lausanne and others, and even bring greater trouble to the father and son, but they can't watch the child be implicated and ignore it...

Seeing a hatchet tied around Lausanne's waist, Liu Xiu immediately had an idea.

He pulled it out and held it in his hand, coughing heavily to attract the attention of the guards who were beating people. When they subconsciously looked at this side, Liu Xiu bent the hatchet in his hand and straightened it in time, repeating back and forth, looking at the other side calmly.

Then, the guards glared at the air conditioner and subconsciously stopped beating and looked at Liu Xiu with some fear. Liu Xiu did not provoke them or meddled with other people's business. They couldn't say anything, but when they saw Liu Xiu's movements, they were all cold. If they beat him up, wouldn't they even break their bones?

So they finally kicked the father and son's father and let them get out, and they left Cancan.

A farce ended in such a hurry.

Liu Xiu returned the hatchet to Lausanne, and it would be better to end the farce in such a peaceful manner.

"Come here quickly, we're here." Luo Shan, who was queuing up there, shouted at this side.

Without caring about the curious gazes falling on him around him, Liu Xiu came to Luoshan calmly.

Behind the table in front, an old man in gray looked at Liu Xiu anxiously and asked: "Are you from Linbian Village? Use silver thread grass to replace the taxes of the entire village? Hurry up, what about the things, show me. If it is really, it's okay. If it is fake, you should know the consequences!"

Silver thread grass is a good thing. Liu Xiu knew about this. Seeing this person's excitement and trembling voice, Liu Xiu estimated that the value of Silver thread grass might be far beyond his imagination.

Because of this person's excitement, his voice became much louder. When the three words "Silver-line Grass" appeared, his eyes subconsciously looked over, and more than a dozen black-clothed guards were quietly approaching this side. Liu Xiu even saw someone's back immediately turning around and leaving in a hurry.

Liu Xiu took off a bamboo tube from his waist, poured out the silver thread grass and handed it on it and said, "Yes, silver thread grass is worthy of Linbian Village's grain tax this year."

When Liu Xiu took out the silver thread grass, he obviously felt that the atmosphere around him seemed to be much more serious. With his eyes fixed, the old man in charge of registration reached out and took it with his trembling hands and took it carefully.

"Silver thread grass, it's really silver thread grass..." He murmured to himself, his voice trembling.

After confirming, he immediately looked at Liu Xiu and Luo Shan with a smile and said, "The silver thread grass is confirmed. There is no need to pay the grain tax in Linbian Village this year. Come, who is the representative? Let's sign and seal it here!"

In just a moment, thirty black-clothed guards had arrived around, holding the handle of the knife in their hands and looking at the surroundings with cold eyes. The villagers who came to pay the tax subconsciously moved to the distance.

Luo Shan quietly shook his head at Liu Xiu who wanted to say something, and then couldn't wait to sign and seal it.

After obtaining the certificate, Luo Shan and Liu Xiu walked towards the villagers under the envious gaze of a group of guards and the envious gaze of villagers in other places.

"Brother Luoshan, the value of silver thread grass is definitely more than just the grain tax in your village. Why don't you let me speak? Maybe you can fight for greater benefits." Liu Xiu asked quietly when he was heading to the villagers.

Luo Shan smiled distractedly and said, "Negotiable, I understand what you mean, but this is enough. When I came out, my father told me that if the silver thread can be taxed, everything will be fine. Never be greedy."

Liu Xiu was stunned and understood.

Of course, the old village chief knew that silver thread grass was more than that little value. He asked himself to take care of it, and the bottom line was tax deduction. If he could no longer let himself stand out, if he could, he would naturally no longer have to cause trouble.
Chapter completed!