Chapter 90
There was still more than half of the pot of sticky rice porridge left in the pot, Shen Changan said: "My girl didn't control the amount well, I made too much rice porridge, you can see that the few of us can't finish it, you let the children eat some, just use it as our accommodation fee for tonight."

The village chief hurriedly said, "No way." Although they grow rice here, they can't afford such good rice. I'm afraid only dignitaries can afford this kind of rice.

Shen Changan didn't allow him to refuse, turned around and left the house, the village head looked at his grandchildren who were eagerly looking at him, sighed, and asked his daughter-in-law to share the porridge.

Sure enough, it started to rain at night. It was not heavy, but it was inexplicably disturbing.

Early the next morning, the rain was still falling, and the drizzle was as light as silk. The son and daughter-in-law of the village head's family had already gone out to work.

It was raining and the road was muddy. The village chief looked at the children and refused to let them go out. The children followed the village chief to read on the sand, earnestly one by one.

Noticing Shen Changan's gaze, the village chief hurriedly asked his eldest granddaughter to fetch water for her. The water had been boiled in the morning and was still warm in the pot.

Shen Changan stopped her, and washed his face with water.

"Village chief, have you eaten?"

The village head smiled and nodded, "Eat, eat, I, the old man, also tasted all the snacks Miss Liuli brought for these brats."

Shen Changan ate two pieces of snacks indiscriminately, and then read characters in front of the village chief with a few children. Speaking of which, these children were all five or six years old, and the children who were the same age as Shen Changan had gone to the fields with the adults early in the morning.

The village chief's handwriting is not good-looking, but it is horizontal and vertical, and the strokes reveal a kind of seriousness.

Just after learning two characters, Gu Qichi and Mo Tan came back.

The two of them went out for a stroll early in the morning, Shen Changan saw their uneasy expressions, said something to the village chief, and went back to the house.

Gu Qichi wiped his face, and said coldly: "What a rich Jiangnan, it turned out that it was obtained by oppressing ordinary people!"

Mo Tan's complexion was also not good. Last night, he didn't take a quick look at it. When he walked around this morning, most of the houses in the village were thatched huts, and there were very few yellow mud huts.

Not to mention that the thatched huts are not strong, and they are prone to collapse in rainy and snowy weather. I asked the villagers why they didn't build yellow mud houses. The yellow mud houses are just mud bricks with some effort.

When the villagers heard about it, they just smiled wryly, but they didn't ask any questions. Later, an old man told him that the yellow mud house costs money!
Mo Tan didn't know why, but the old man explained that the county magistrate would send people to wander around the villages from time to time. In order to collect money, the county magistrate created a tax called the yellow mud tax, and the people who built the yellow mud houses had to pay money and food.

The village head and several other families did not pay taxes because the houses were built before the county magistrate took office.

Mo Tan was almost laughed out of anger. He had also heard that in the past there were fatuous kings and money-grubbing officials who set up a series of taxes such as drinking water tax, cowhide tax, rat consumption, etc., but he never thought that a small county magistrate from the seventh rank could formulate taxes.

Seeing the helplessness in the old man's eyes, he almost couldn't control his violent temper, and wanted to rush into the county seat and kill the county magistrate!
After hearing what the two said, Shen Chang'an's eyes flicked fiercely, "A few years ago, there were many natural and man-made disasters in the Great Jin Dynasty. The grandfather and father saw that Yangzhou's taxes were paid in a timely manner and there was no shortage, so they turned a blind eye and turned a blind eye. Unexpectedly, it made the people so difficult!"

"The sky in Yangzhou is about to change!"

It had been raining for two days, and the road was muddy and it was difficult to drive on. Shen Changan planned to wait until the road was dry before leaving. It didn't matter if he waited, but he met the government officials who came to patrol.

At that time, Shen Chang'an was choosing vegetables with the eldest daughter-in-law of the village chief's family, when suddenly the courtyard door was kicked open, and two government servants covered in greasy came in outside.

"Where's the village chief?"

The taller yamen servant spoke in a bad tone, and the eldest daughter-in-law shuddered. She didn't care about choosing dishes, and smiled apologetically, "Master, the village chief has gone to the field. You two sit down first. I'll let the child go find him."

As she spoke, she beckoned a child to find the village head, poured water for the two yamen servants in person, and added tea that the family was reluctant to drink.

Shen Chang'an was in the back, and the two yamen servants didn't see her. The eldest daughter-in-law of the village chief gave her a wink and told her not to come out.

The tall fat servant took a sip and spit out the tea with a bah sound, "What the hell, do you want to torture my brother to death?!"

The eldest daughter-in-law said with a smile on her face: "Don't blame the official, this is the best tea we mud legs can get..."

The short and fat servant gave the tall and fat servant a wink, only then did the tall and fat servant snort and stop finding fault.

"By the way, that chicken is quite old. It can't lay eggs and it's useless to raise at home. You tie up that chicken. The two brothers will do a good deed and solve it for you!"

The eldest daughter-in-law's face was ugly, but when the tall and fat yamen servant looked over, she still nodded bitterly, "Master, I'll go right away..."

"You are welcome."

When Shen Chang'an saw this, he suddenly thought of what the village head told her, even if the county government wanted to rob the people, it should set up a name to whitewash the peace.

What, are you too lazy to pretend now?
The two yamen servants subconsciously looked at Shen Chang'an who was speaking, but when they saw her eight or nine years old, they immediately lost interest.

However, the tall fat servant rolled his eyes and said to the short fat servant: "Brother, look, your nephew is almost at the age of starting a family..."

The eldest daughter-in-law blocked Shen Chang'an with her body, and just about to speak, Shen Chang'an laughed and said: "The two officials have made up their minds about me before they know who I am?"

The tall fat yamen servant said arrogantly: "It doesn't matter who you are, even if you are the emperor's daughter, you have to listen to me when you come to this place!"

As soon as the words fell, two tall and burly guards jumped out of the room, one for each, and captured the two yamen servants.

The guard said: "The villain speaks disrespectfully, despises the emperor, and disturbs the eldest princess, he should be executed!"

The eldest princess said that beating someone must be well-known, otherwise it will appear rude.

As soon as these words came out, the two yamen servants were paralyzed with fright. The most noble person they had contact with on weekdays was the county magistrate. When had they seen such a scene?

They were not the only ones paralyzed by fright. The eldest daughter-in-law of the village chief and the village chief's party who had just arrived at the gate of the courtyard were so frightened that they dared not move their legs.

After they waited for a while, they remembered that they would kowtow when they saw the princess. Shen Changan predicted their prediction and spoke first.

"Village chief, this trip is a private visit by WeChat, and I hope the village chief will not reveal any news about me."

The village head replied "Yes", as if he hadn't recovered yet.

Shen Chang'an gave him time to recover, and she went to the woodshed to listen to Gu Qichi's interrogation of the two yamen servants.

The Forbidden Army also has techniques for interrogating prisoners, but they are not as good as Gu Qichi's. He learned it from the army and has not had the chance to practice it yet.

It's a pity that the two yamen servants said everything without waiting to ask.

Gu Qichi: Yes, quite disappointed.

Seeing Gu Qichi's disappointed expression, and seeing a bamboo stick brought in by the guards, the two yamen servants trembled, thankful that they knew the current affairs.

(End of this chapter)

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