"The pavilion of labor has grown."

"It's okay."

Before leaving, Ji Zhong glanced behind him again and gave the other residents a warning look.

Lu Li found a cushion and sat down cross-legged. He placed the Huanshou knife on his knees and leaned his back against the wall, facing the east side to ensure that everything in the room was in full view.

In this way, the atmosphere was silent for a while, but after a while, the chatter gradually started.

Sometimes they talk about how much grain was harvested during the autumn harvest, sometimes they talk about the recent weather, and how the auspicious snow heralds a good harvest and all the locusts freeze to death...

Lu Li sat in the corner and listened silently. At the same time, he strung the cleaned deer on dry branches and placed it on the stove, warming himself over the fire while waiting.

As we chatted, the topic changed from family matters to national affairs.

"Have you ever heard the rumors?"

The dark-faced man who had previously asked Lu Li to sit over suddenly became serious. Under the gaze of everyone, he lowered his voice and said:

"The imperial court is going to collect taxes again, and they will charge another ten yuan per mu of land."

To be more convincing, he added:

"My brother is a clerk in Fenyang and is responsible for copying official documents. How can his words be false?"

"As soon as the ice and snow thaw, I will post it in every village and pavilion..."

Before he could finish speaking, someone stood up suddenly, his neck flushed, and shouted: "That's full of nonsense! The tax was only increased by ten dollars last year, how can it be possible to increase it?"

In this regard, some people are doubtful, while others can still maintain restraint and keep asking questions.

For a moment, there was a lot of noise.

"Why did I lie to you?"

The black-faced man threw away the beans in his hand, stood up, swore, and said:

"Your Majesty wants to cast bronze figures, but the state does not have enough, so he can only levy another land tax from our head of Guizhou!"

But this time, no one doubted it.

Not only that, even Lu Li who was listening now somewhat believed it.

Emperor Ling of the Han Dynasty is indeed not a good emperor. If you don’t see it, Zhuge Liang’s "Execution Model"——

Being a close person and a wise minister far away is why the Han Dynasty has declined since then. When the late emperor was still alive, every time he discussed this matter with his ministers, he would always sigh and hate Huan Ling.

The situation was already difficult, but the two emperors did not want to make progress, and directly ruined the Han Dynasty Guo Zuo!

However, Lu Li always felt that something was wrong with the black-faced man.

He is just an ordinary citizen. He doesn't know a few Chinese characters. Let's not talk about whether he has access to political affairs that have not yet been announced. He only relies on his eloquence, incitement, and interlocking methods...

Tonight, I'm afraid there will be some twists and turns again.

"What are you criticizing again? If anyone makes arrogant comments about state affairs again, ask the sword in someone's hand first!"

At this time, Ji Zhong, who had come to deliver the wine, pushed the door open and let out a sharp scream.

Everyone hurriedly handed over their hands to accuse him, sat back in their original positions, looked at their noses with their eyes, and their minds with their noses.

And the dark-faced man who seemed to be quite knowledgeable was acting the most honest at the moment, and could even be said to be dull.

Anyway, if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Lu Li wouldn't have believed this same person.

Ji Zhong snorted coldly, put down the copper pot in his hand, and the aroma of meat wafted out of it: "I guess you are lucky, I am asking the thieves to go hunting and get something. If you make more noise, go out and drink snow water."

!”

With a cold face and a warm heart, he not only fulfills his duties faithfully, but also knows how to advance and retreat, and knows how to act appropriately.

Frankly speaking, when this person becomes a pavilion chief, he is really underqualified.

Lu Li sighed in his heart.

Ji Zhong turned around, walked towards the west, and said with a smile: "It's just a bunch of farmers who live in the fields. They don't know half of the Chinese characters. There are a lot of Sir Lang Jun. Just pretend that you have never heard of it."

When I have nothing to do, I want to report rape to the government?

I have nothing else to ask for, I just hope that everything will be safe tonight and I can wait for the person I want to wait for.

Don't care about the rest.

Thinking of this, Lu Li took the wine bottle and said, "I haven't heard anything."

Upon hearing this, Ji Zhong bowed his hands and left without disturbing him.

Unfortunately, the group of people didn't appreciate it, and it didn't take long for them to start talking again.

However, Lu Li then thought about it:

How difficult people’s lives are!

This is a major matter related to one's own interests. One acre of land is charged an extra ten yen, and ten acres of land is one hundred yen. Coupled with other exorbitant taxes and miscellaneous taxes, it is enough to crush a family.

"Why are we taxing again!"

"yes."

"I remember that when the late emperor was still alive, the land tax was increased once, and it was ten dollars per acre. When Your Majesty ascended the throne, the land tax was increased once, and it was ten dollars per acre!"

"Now if we add ten more dollars, can we still let people live? It's hard to live a peaceful life for two years..."

The voice gets louder.

Then, someone pointed at Lu Li, who was sitting cross-legged on the west side, barbecuing and drinking alone.

The atmosphere is slightly chilly.

Seeing seven or eight strong men staring at him with strange eyes, Lu Li smiled and shook his head, saying indifferently: "Don't worry about it, the second and third sons will continue."

After saying that, he poured half a pot of turbid wine on the browned deer meat to remove the fishy smell.

At this moment, the earthen stove was burning vigorously, the fat and thin deer meat was sizzling with oil, and the wine was turbid, but it had been sifted many times.

On a snowy night, to be treated like this, what more could you ask for? In one word, beautiful!

Therefore, Lu Li had no time to deal with this group of people. He took out a dagger from his arms, cut off a piece of meat, took a sip of wine, drank it, and started eating on his own.

Immediately afterwards, the sound of swallowing came from the crowd. After all, the rabbit soup was bland and could not taste like barbecue.

In order to cook the deer, Lu Li not only used wine to remove the smell, but also took out the salt blocks he found from the yellow turban thief's corpse, crushed it and sprinkled it on.

"Hey, this is the first time I know that there is such luxury in the world."

Sighs came.

Later, the black-faced man who made it difficult to see the way said angrily: "We, the head of Guizhou, will never taste this in our lives, but the scholars and nobles do not work in production, but they eat polished rice and have nothing to eat."

Meat, refreshing wine."

Although the sound was low, who couldn't hear it in this environment? Besides, Lu Li's hearing was far beyond that of ordinary people.

By now, he could finally see that this guy was definitely up to no good and was jumping up and down, fearing that he wanted to cause chaos in Yuan Gongting.

As for the reason for the riot, its purpose is not difficult to guess. Dozens of miles away, Pingtao County is in danger. With the hundreds of officers and soldiers and the thousands of young men in the city, they can last at most one day and one night.

After taking down Pingtao, it was Fenyang's turn next. There was a large population and a lot of food, so it was difficult not to be noticed.

Why not share the meat to prevent these people from getting into trouble?

inappropriate!

If there are only three or four people, it can still be considered. However, there are nearly ten people sitting in the room. How to divide a small deer? It is not a worry about the number but the inequality.

Besides, there is no way to guard against thieves for a thousand days.

As his thoughts whirled, Lu Li changed his sitting position so that he could pull out the Huanshou Sword at any time.

I hope I can intimidate this group of people, lest flesh and blood fly everywhere and stain the fox fur.

In addition, this black-faced man is not simple, but his aura is just like the others, so he probably has some skills.

But in front of the horizontal blade, the effect is immediate.

The dangerous atmosphere just now disappeared in an instant, but a low lamentation reached my ears:

"People are divided into three, six or nine grades, and this has been the case since ancient times."

"yes."

Lu Li put down the dagger in his hand and thought:

I can't eat this meal anymore.

after awhile.

The black man who had not spoken for a long time spoke again:
Chapter completed!