bantayden Chapter 232
Chapter 232
Twenty years of Voling, April 15.
After nearly three years, Han Xiangbone returned to Yunshui Village.
Yunshui is still that Yunshui, but there are many fewer familiar faces.
Han Xiangbone pushed open the door of the Zhang family’s ancestral mansion.
There was no imaginary barren grass, the yard was very clean, and it could be seen that Zhang Zhu often came over.
It’s just that the house is filled with a smell of decay, like a dying old man.
“Brother Taiping.”
At noon, a young man walked into the ancestral residence of the Zhang family, it was Zhang Xing, Zhang Zhu’s eldest son.
The young man was taller, stronger, and mature, but he still did not dare to look directly at Han Xiangbone.
“Brother Taiping, my father and mother asked you to go to my home meal.”
Han Xiangbone, who was sitting under the eaves basking in the sun, smiled and said, “No need, I’ve eaten, go back and tell your father and mother, I’m going to stay here for two days.” As
soon as Zhang Xing left, another young man in a coarse linen shirt walked in.
“Are you… Brother Guo Zhong Guo~
” The young man grinned and said, “I can’t imagine that Brother Taiping still remembers my name.” ”
Guo Zhong, grandson of Guo Jinshi, the old village chief of Yunshui Village, and son of Guo Province.
After three years of not seeing, the man has married a wife and has twin sons.
“Brother Taiping, go for a walk, go to my home for dinner, my father is going crazy to read you today.”
“As I walk, I also miss the old man and Uncle Guo.”
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half a quarter of an hour later.
Guo family in Yunshui Village.
Guo Zhong’s two sons who are still wearing open pants, one carries a bench for Han Xiangbone, and the other takes a white porcelain bowl filled with cane sugar water from his mother.
Huang Huang leisurely brought it to Han Xiangbone, and said in a milky voice: “Uncle, drink sugar water.” ”
Thank you.”
Han Xiangbone took the big white bowl, rubbed the heads of the two little fart children, and drank most of the bowl in one go.
“Taiping, wait for a while, the meal will be ready immediately.”
Mrs. Guo Zhong brought a plate of melons and fruits.
The second of the twins said in a childish voice: “Uncle, my mother plucked all the chicken hair and put it in a pot to cook, saying that it was for the uncle to eat alone.”
“Uncle, can you give me and my brother a chicken leg later.”
Guo Zhong scolded, “There is so much, hurry up and take it away.” ”
Looking at the young man, although he was wearing a coarse linen shirt, he was unusually clean, and it was obviously not underwear.
April was when the farm was busy, Han Xianggu thought a little, and knew that after the man saw him return to the village this morning, he went to the county as soon as possible to buy meat, vegetables, melons and fruits.
Han Xiangbone never gave anything to the Guo family.
But whether it is Old Master Guo Jinshi, Uncle Guo of Guo Province, or even Guo Zhong, they all treat them like their own relatives.
Picking up an apple, Han Xiangbone took a bite.
While eating, he asked, “When did the old man leave?”
Guo Zhong: “The ninth day of the first lunar month.”
“In fact, after my grandfather entered the autumn last year, his body and bones were no longer good, and he was clamoring to go up the mountain and ask my father to dig a crockpot grave for him.”
“Daddy smashed pots and sold iron, and served Grandpa well for the last half of his life.”
“Grandpa died on the wooden bed in the main house.”
“Before the old man died, he kept chanting, why Taiping, this child has not returned home, do you complain that I brought him into the village back then.”
Han Xiangbone smiled gently, “Where is the grave?” Later on, go over and accompany the old man to nag.
Guo Zhong: “It’s at the foot of Jingshan Mountain.”
Han Xiangbone nodded and continued to ask, “What about Uncle Guo?” Not at home? ”
Alas~”
Guo Zhong sighed lightly and pointed to the east wing room.
Han Xiangbone put down the apple and came to the front of the room lightly.
Through the window, I saw Uncle Guo sleeping on his stomach.
The butt is wrapped in thick gauze.
Bright blood, a scarlet stained gauze.
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When Fuling was in the nineteenth year, old man Guo Jinshi had been coughing up blood.
He struggled to support until the ninth day of the first month of the twentieth year of Fu Ling.
On the day of the old man’s death, a group of people from Xiangxiu County came.
The supervisor of the torture room in the third shift and six rooms took several quick arresters, and after pretending to examine the body of the old man, he
firmly determined that the old village chief was poisoned by his son Guo Province.
He said that he wanted to bring Guo Province back to Yamen for trial, and he wanted to be beheaded after the autumn.
In desperation, Guo Zhong had to borrow all his relatives and Yunshui villagers to scrape together ten taels of silver before sending a group of jackals away.
After the beginning of spring.
The county housekeeper took a group of catchers to the countryside to survey the fields as usual.
It is necessary to register the Guo family’s 30 acres of thin land as good land.
The tax difference between one acre of good land and one acre of thin land is several times different.
Guo Province begged his grandfather to tell his grandmother, and they all knelt down and kowtowed to the housekeeper, but people just swore that they swore by the eighteen generations of ancestors that the Guo family’s field was definitely good land.
Guo Province, who wanted to cry without tears, had to order Guo Zhong to sell the only mule in the family.
All the money obtained went to the housekeeper and the group of catchers.
Just into April.
The county magistrate suddenly informed the villages and towns under its jurisdiction that the 20-year grain tax in Fuling was collected half a year in advance.
“Since my family really had no money to pay for, the housekeeper forcibly recruited me and my father to serve in forced labor.”
The Wei state imposed a grain tax, and not every household pulled grain to the county seat.
Instead, the county magistrates went down to the villages and towns with their errands.
This method is a good starting point, it can avoid the common people running back and forth.
After all, not every family has an oxcart mule.
Unfortunately, there are policies and countermeasures.
The prefectures and counties took the carriage and horse manpower expenses allocated by the imperial court for themselves.
Then the people were forcibly recruited to serve in forced labor, pushing single-wheeled wooden carts, and the collected grain from various villages and towns was transported to the granary of the county town with free manpower.
“My family only has me and my father, two young and strong laborers.”
“But the housekeeper added my two childish names to the booklet.”
Han Xiangbone: “In other words, you and Uncle Guo have to serve the conscription of four people!”
Guo Zhong nodded: “Originally, when the farm was busy in April, there was only one woman in the family, and she had to take care of two children while hoeing the land.”
“Coupled with the extremely heavy work of transporting food, my father fell.”
“In the end, my father and I failed to complete the four-person conscription stipulated by the housekeeper.”
“One person and twenty big boards.”
“My dad said we couldn’t both fall, so we went it alone.”
“Those soap class servants are really ruthless.”
“Beat my dad’s ass to the bone, blood, and the coarse pants were beaten into rags.”
Han Xiangbone’s eyes were gloomy, and he asked, “Brother Guo, has your family offended anyone?”
Guo Zhong shook his head, “No.
“The reason why the county magistrate is so bold this year is because the county master is going to be transferred.”
Han Xiang’s bones were abrupt.
The local officials of the Wei state all practiced the system of flowing officials.
Regardless of whether it is a prefect or a prefectural prefectural governor, after serving in a prefecture for three years, he will be transferred to another place.
Officials will be mobile, but Xu officials will not.
Taking advantage of the fact that the county prince was about to roll up the shop and leave, Xu officials sent servants to recklessly oppress the people.
Then buckle the basin on the head of the county grandfather.
If the East Window incident occurs, ask from above, the sky will fall and crush a high first.
No~ Perhaps
, the truth is the mastermind behind all this, that is, the county master.
Before leaving, make a profit.
‘The official should be cut by a thousand cuts, but these imps should also be skinned and cramped!’ A
cold gleam flashed in Han Xiangbone’s slender eyes.
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Ps: Love to generate electricity, a few more shots!
And chapters.