It seemed to be my mother's voice. I heard faint crying coming from the courtyard inside. Meng Xinghe slowly pushed the door open and walked in. Before he walked a few steps, he saw Xiao Wuzi holding a pole in the courtyard in front of him and angrily pointing at two people.
Meng Mu was blocked behind him, protecting her like an eagle protecting its chicks.
Mother Meng, who looked aggrieved, wiped her tears with her sleeves and whispered: "Master Li Zheng, you can't be tolerant for a few more days. As long as we raise the money, we will pay this year's taxes."
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Like a weak woman, Meng's mother said that she was very pitiful. Old man Li Zheng heard that she was playing into her heart, and said treacherously: "Sister Meng, this tax is an order issued by the county, and I am also forced to have no choice! You
Don’t you still have three acres of dry farmland at the east end of my village? Why don’t you just sell it to me? Since your family doesn’t have strong laborers, the three acres of farmland will be idle if it is left uncultivated. It’s better to sell it and pay the rent.”
When Meng's mother heard that Master Li Zheng was going to buy her land, she burst into tears. She hurriedly said: "Master Li Zheng, those three acres of dry land were left by Xinghe's father. If I sell them, what will Xinghe do in the future?"
Where's the food? I won't sell it to you even if you kill me!" For the sake of her son who didn't live up to expectations, Mother Meng had to leave some family property for him even if she gave up her life.
"Then I can't help you. Tax collection is a matter for the county. There's no reason why you won't pay it. Hu'er went in to pick out valuable things for me. I heard that the ancestors of the Meng family were officials in the court in the past. Good things must not be paid.
"Young Master, you're welcome to take whatever you see." When the land grab failed, Master Li Zheng instigated his son to go in and grab the money. He wanted anything valuable anyway.
Xiao Wuzi stepped forward and stopped Hu'er, the son of Master Li Zheng. Mother Meng, a woman, had never seen such a housebreaking and robbery style. She was so frightened that she cried louder.
"Wang Xiaohu, what the hell are you doing? Is there any law for kings in broad daylight?" Damn it, he had only been away from home for two months, and someone came to bully him. Meng Xinghe roared angrily, the sound was like a bell, and he forced
The ferocious Wang Xiaohu was frightened.
Seeing that it was her son who had returned, Meng's mother wiped her face, and her tears turned into laughter, which was a little awkward. Meng Xinghe rushed up and stood in front of Meng's mother, saying guiltily: "Mom! I've made you suffer!" Seeing Meng's mother,
The temples are conspicuous
With white hair, Meng Xinghe felt sour in his heart. A fierce light burst out from his eyes, staring at Li Zheng's face, and said proudly: "Wang Lizheng, are you two father and son bullying me? There is no one in the Meng family, and you want to play tricks here."
Handsome and handsome, right?"
He smiled evilly and couldn't tell what Meng Xinghe was thinking. Wang Li was not afraid of collecting taxes under the guise of collecting taxes. Meng Xinghe was just a tuberculosis ghost, and even if he appeared, he wouldn't be able to stand up to the sky. "——Oh! It turns out to be Meng Hualiu.
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I thought it was the tuberculosis ghost in that family. Now that you are back, your mother can’t make the decision, so you, the younger generation, can make the decision! Your family hasn’t paid this year’s taxes yet, so just pay it~
It will save me more trips."
Finding Meng Xinghe's weak spot, Wang Lizheng was determined to bite him. Meng Xinghe couldn't see the cunning plot of this old fox, and said calmly: "What if I don't hand over my hand? What can you do to me? Bite me!"
He said a few words, then turned around and said: "Mom, leave these two dogs alone, let's go in!" Meng Xinghe naturally wouldn't give him a good look if he bullied me. He pulled on Meng's mother's sleeves like a child.
Being so naughty, I walked towards the lobby inside.
He looked upright and upright. Although his official position was not big, his tone was not small: "Meng Xinghe, according to you, your family will not pay taxes this year. Well, Hu'er will go and help me with the countryside."
The local soldiers came and took Meng Xinghe to the county."
Hearing that Li was about to kidnap Meng Xinghe back to the county, Meng's mother immediately turned pale with fear. "Master Li Zheng, I'll hand it over, I'll hand it over. I'll just sell my three acres to you. Please don't kidnap my Xinghe. He has
How can I go to the lobby with all my fame?"
Mother Meng said it was heartbreaking. After all, those three acres of dry land were the only support for the Meng family. If they were sold, how would the whole family live? In order to prevent her son from being taken to court, Mother Meng would not give up any more.
willingly.
Meng Xinghe felt warm in his heart. Such a kind mother was speechless. "Wang Lizheng, may I ask how much tax my family will pay this year?"
"Not much, thirty taels~~." Wang Lizheng touched his mustache.
"Thirty taels?" Meng Xinghe pretended to ask. Unexpectedly, he already had a piece of silver playing with it in his hand. Wang Li was looking at it with eyes shining and he couldn't help but swallowed his saliva.
"Take your money and throw it away!" Meng Xinghe threw the money hard at Wang Lizheng like a stone. Wang Lizheng didn't mind the pain, picked up the money and kissed it: "Hu'er, let's go."
The two of them collected the taxes and wanted to leave happily, but Meng Xinghe said sharply: "Wait a minute." Meng Xinghe spoke neither slowly nor quickly, but his tone was not so kind: "Wang Lizheng, the taxes my family has to pay are
Thirty taels of silver, but I gave you fifty taels of silver, aren't you ready to return the remaining twenty taels to me?"
This... Wang Lizheng was dumb for a moment! He knew that the silver in his hand was fifty taels. He came to the Meng family today to collect rent with the intention of cheating the Meng family's three acres of dry land. How could he bring so much money? After Meng Xinghe asked,
Wang Lizheng stammered: "I didn't bring enough broken silver today. I will deliver it to Mr. Meng's house another day."
I know that you damn old man didn’t bring any money, and that’s what I’m waiting for. I figured out that Wang Lizheng didn’t have any money, so Meng Xinghe would let others take advantage of him. He has always been a profiteer, and he never made things difficult for Wang Lizheng.
It was Zheng Zheng who said, "It's not that I, Meng Xinghe, don't believe in Li Zheng."
Sir, if Master Li Zheng insists on taking my twenty taels of silver, I can't find any reason to say it. Let's just do this! You and your son take off all your clothes and pants and walk out of the Meng family door, even if Master Li Zheng wants to
If you default on your debt, you will have neighbors from all over to bear witness for our Meng family."
Wow haha~~ Take off your clothes and walk out, I'm so damn talented! Wang Lizheng never imagined that Meng Xinghe would be so shameless, asking them to take off their clothes and walk out of the Meng family compound. If this was true, how could he be in Meng Xinghe in the future?
What about the Jiacun gang?
"Mr. Meng, tell me that Li Zheng cannot agree." The sixty-year-old old man walked out of the Meng family courtyard naked. There was no other man in the world. Wang Lizheng flatly rejected Meng Xinghe's "kindness" and was already blushing.
Thick.
"Since you can't agree, then spit out my fifty taels of silver and get out of the Meng family compound." If you don't agree, can I still agree to you? At this moment, Meng Xinghe was indescribably majestic, and his tone and demeanor were so majestic.
There is a fierce majesty within that cannot be violated.
He was still a gentle and elegant scholar before, but his change in an instant was terrifying. Wang Lizheng had never seen Meng Xinghe so domineering. He glared at him, and then said in a loud voice: "Okay~~very good~I'll go home right away."
Bring me the money." After all, he was Murakami's Satomasa, and his words were certainly not as shameless as those of Meng Xinghe. He paused and hurried out of the Meng family compound with his son Wang Xiaohu.