All Things Wrong

Koma is an ordinary peasant near the city of Satu Mare. There are a total of five people in the family, six acres of land, although not very rich, but the weather is not bad. This year's autumn harvest is over. The six acres of land are basically big harvests. The wheat is full of piles in the warehouse. Koma has also completed the most important work of the year. Now wait for the lord to pay taxes well, then Going to the city to sell some food, then the rest of the winter.

"Koma! Go to the village square, the official document above is coming." Sitting at the door of his house to drink tea, and rushing to a person next to him, Koma looked up and saw that he lived next door to him. Vince.

"Oh, autumn tax?" Koma nodded, almost to the time, and he was ready early, so he got up and followed Devins to the village square, which had a small wooden table, and the village chief Aike was working. Speaking above the stage.

"Is it all here?" The village chief Aike looked at the people below. Basically, every household has sent people, so he nodded. "Everybody, I’m calling everyone here today. I believe everyone knows it. What's the matter, the annual autumn harvest is over, now is the time to pay taxes. This year, the city of Satu Mare, which is part of our village, is not the territory of the empire. Everyone knows that a new one is coming. The Duke, the entire Lancaster area has become the Principality of Lancaster, and our village is now the territory of the Lancaster Principality, so this year’s tax was just fixed by the Duke, and the official document has been sent to Sato. Marley, I just went to see it."

"The village head, we already know, you can say how much the tax rate." The next villager said that this place has changed the owner's things a few days ago and has notified every household. Everyone knows that the boss has become The Duke of Aquitaine. But what is the relationship with them, and it is not the same as paying taxes every year. Can you not pay if you change people?

"Well, everyone listened. The tax rate set by the Dukes this year is ... 70%!" The village chief suddenly raised his voice. Shouting loudly at the villagers below.

"Ha?" The people below are all a glimpse, didn't you get it wrong?

"Yes, I didn't believe it when I first heard it. Actually it was 70%. This is simply an impossible tax rate. The Lord Lord is really...we...too good. "The village head speaks and excites the old tears."

"70%? 70%! God, the lord of the Lord actually paid us a tax rate of 70%!" The villagers below also came back to God, and immediately began to mess up. "I can have eight people in my family. If you pay 70% of the tax, isn't it going to starve? This...this is great!"

"Oh my God. This new lord is too kind. Actually, I will receive a tax rate of 70%. This is good. Our family is also hungry. It seems that I am going to sell a son. Thank you, Lord!" A villager next to him said with gratitude.

"70%, I have never met such a good lord. Thanks to the **** of light, send this kind lord to us."

"This is finally going to be alive, it’s great, Koma, you heard it. It seems that our family is going to be starved to death this year." Devins said with Koma excitedly, their family More, brothers are generally more able to live, a total of 11 people, and the land is relatively small. In the past year, 15% of the taxes were a little tight, and this year there was no way to live. This made Devins so excited that he couldn’t help himself.

"Great, Devins!" Koma also felt a warm heart in his heart, very happy for the neighbors who wanted to be starved to death. 70% of the tax, this year the family is still hungry, a year of dry, although it is not a big deal, Koma is still relatively happy.

"Dear villagers, I am really excited to hear this. I have been a village chief for more than ten years. How have you been so high than such a sinister tax rate? Moreover, the empire now requires local lords. We must recuperate and live without such a high tax rate. The lord of the Lord is in such a big risk for our life, and we have received 70% of the tax. This is a great lord!" Long Emma said while patted her chest.

"Long live the Lord!" "Long live the Lord!"

Without the village head reminder here, the following villagers immediately shouted, and Devins and Coma immediately shouted. Everyone was grateful from the heart, shouting .

"Everyone is quiet, everyone is quiet." The village chief Emma immediately pressed her hand and signaled everyone to be quiet. Soon the scene calmed down again. Emma said here, "Everyone, I decided, to thank the lord. The kindness of the grown-up, I have to go to the city of Sovata in person, hoping to thank the great lord adults personally."

"Chairman, I have to go!" a villager immediately shouted.

"I want to go too! My family will definitely be starved to death all this year. Before that, I must thank the Lord!"

"I want to go too!" "I am going!"

“Everyone is quiet!” Emma said with a crutches on the floor. “It’s up to me to go. The tax collectors are coming tomorrow. All of your households are here to prepare for the tax, the lord. Adults are so good to us, everyone can't trouble the Lord's lord, your mind, I will pass it to the lord."

"The village head is justified." The villagers below nodded. People who have gone to the tax collector are not able to find anyone. This is not a tax for the lord of the Lord. The lord is so good to himself. This can not be done.

"Okay, the head of the village, we will leave the tax official to pay the tax immediately." The villagers below said.

"Well... I am going to set off today. My son, Selwyn, will take the place to meet the tax officer tomorrow. Everyone must cooperate well. Don't bother the lord. Do you know?" village chief Emma said.

"Reassured village head, we must cooperate well!" the villagers replied.

"Well, dissolve it, I have to be ready to go," village chief Emma said with a wave.

The villagers immediately dispersed and went home to inform the family about this good news and let them be happy.

On the second day, on the road to Xikel Village, the tax collector, Pavlov, walked into the village of Xikel with a nervous look. He really didn't want to come. This year's tax is simply not collected by people. Tax? This is obviously a robbery. How do you get 70% of the tax farmers to live, this is absolutely rebellious.

The city owner Bacau has ordered the martial law. When the tax collector was dispatched in the morning, the small official Pavlov, who was not in the turn, was actually chosen. The reason was that his boss resigned yesterday, nonsense, and encountered such a fatality. Things, my boss who was afraid of death, ran away. Unfortunately, Pavlov did not respond. It was directly appointed by the city owner this morning. Now he is following more than 30 city guards, saying that he wants to protect himself. In fact, Pavlov understands, afraid of himself. Ran.

Imagine what happened today. It must be a lot of violent villagers to ask themselves what the tax rate is all about. Then they are excited and smashed their tax officials to expose the uprising. The more the Pavlov here is. The more afraid, the more afraid of walking, the slower, the city guards behind are not sure what happened, and have been urging Pavlov to hurry.

After a long delay, Pavlov went to the gate of the village of Sikel. This is his first stop, but Pavlov feels that he seems to have no life to go to the next stop. This must be confessed today. Here it is.

"Come here!" Just arrived at the gate of the village. The team of Pavlov here was discovered by several villagers waiting for them. The villagers who immediately reported to the village chief went to Selwyn. .

"It's over... It's over..." Pavlov immediately saw a lot of excited villagers rushing towards them. Pavlov's legs were soft and almost didn't stand.

"What do you want to do, all stand!" The city guard immediately took a step forward and stopped in front of the villagers.

“Is it a tax official?” asked the village chief, Selwyn, one step forward.

"This is the tax official, Pavlov, and now I have to go to the village of Xikel to collect taxes. Why do you, the small people, block the way, I don't know if it is a crime of delaying taxation!" The city guard captain stepped forward. The villagers shouted.

"Pavlov is forgiving!" The villagers were shocked and immediately squatted down and said to the middle of Pavlov.

“Hey? How is it different from what I imagined?” Pavlov here squatted. Shouldn’t he rush to a few people and tear himself into pieces? How did it feel that this was not the case? The first time that this small official was called into the Pavlovian, Pavlov was also very cool, and he was strong and courageous. Pavlov said one step forward: "I It’s the tax official Pavlov, you...what are you doing?”

"Pavlov, the grassman is the son of the village chief of Sikol. Selwyn, my dad asked me to come and receive you. It’s not easy for you to come and see, the village has already prepared a banquet, just wait. When adults come, I hope that adults will appreciate their faces," Selwyn said immediately.

"Wine... banquet?" Pavlov here does not understand, it is not bad to tear yourself, this is also a banquet for you, you are joking.

"Yeah, adults, please go to the village soon," Selwyn added.

"No, this guy laughs so happy." Pavlov didn't know what was going on, and began to think about it. "There must be problems. This banquet is definitely a problem. Is it necessary to catch me, or to watch?" There are many people here, want to poison us and die?"

"Baby!" Pavlov said with courage to step forward, "I... I have time to drink, you will pay the tax soon, I... I have to go to the next place."

"Adults forgiveness!" Selwyn said immediately. "Then please ask the adults to take a break in the village. We will start paying taxes immediately."