The arrest of the giant gangsters in the world did not cause much waves in the peaceful Lijia Village. After being curious and excited at first, people quickly left it behind. The enthusiastic discussion under the big sycamore tree at the village end stopped in less than two days. After all, compared with their own livelihood, the Tang Sect is a very unfamiliar word.

The only thing that has something to do with this is that some strong men from the village were pulled out and guarded the intersection of the important road in the village with a stick. This is part of the corvee service. The people who were pulled had no choice but to squat lazily on the side of the road, chatting and staring at the road.

This road is not a highway, but occasionally passers-by are greedy for several villages and towns along the way. From the dock of Lijia Village to the county town, you can take a ride to sell some goods in these villages and towns. Apart from that, no strangers pass by.

So the young and strong men squatting at the intersection whistled at the young wives and girls passing by in the village, far more than the time they stared at the intersection.

After a brief period of excitement, Lijia Village's life returned to its ordinary daily life, like boiled water, which slowly became cold after a while of "whimpering".

It was almost the autumn harvest, and Changsun Hao began to work hard for the autumn rent. The land in the village belonged to Li Xian, and other people were neighbors. Logically speaking, Li Xian should pay the autumn rent. After all, the government collected the grain according to the landlords.

But Li Xian will definitely not be so obedient. Like all the landlords in the world, the land tax of the court must be transferred to the tenant households next to the tenant households. How much should each household pay, they will calculate in advance. The Li Xian family's accounting was rumbling and then a list was made and handed over to Baozheng to collect.

Changsun Hao and Li Yi, one chief and one deputy Baozheng, began to perform their duties. This was a job that offends people, but they had to do it. Changsun Hao was righteous and always encountered poor farmers who were barely in their family and had poor families, and they couldn't bear it. If they could, they would be slow.

But Li Yi is different. This person has a ruffian habit and is lazy and hates labor, so he likes to bully others and take advantage of others. Li Xian asked him to be the deputy guard, which means he was worried about Changsun Hao. But to be honest, Li Yi completed this work very competently.

Changsun Hao couldn't bear to move, he dared to move; Changsun Hao couldn't move, he would do it, just like the ubiquitous darkness under the sun, Li Yi was rampant in Lijia Village, and he could hear his howl resounding in the sky every day.

"If this continues, before the spring will begin tomorrow, some people in the village will probably not be able to hold on."

At dinner that day, Changsun Hao frowned and held the bowl, and said with a sad expression. He was chewing rice grains in his mouth, but it was as hard as chewing wax pieces.

"Didn't all the money for selling salt be distributed?" Changsun Jin said as he digged the rice and raised his eyelids.

"Where is enough? The village dares to make such a decision to behead him. After all, it is a minority, and most of the people who are responsible have not gone." Changsun Hao shook his head and said, "I see that the people who have escaped in the village have disappeared in the past or two years. Perhaps this year, there will be someone else going to escape again."

Changsun Jin ate in a quiet voice and said, "This is also helpless. This is the world, and we can't help so many people."

Changsun Hong took the chopsticks and scattered rice into his mouth, looking at his father and his second uncle. At this time, it was not suitable for him to speak.

The dining table fell silent, and several people finished their meal quickly. Changsun Hong helped Zhang clean up the dishes. Changsun Jin was grinding his treasured Pu Knife by the fire at the stove. The head of the family Changsun Hao, holding a mud tea cup, frowned with almost the word "chuan", and drank coarse tea without saying a word.

The dull air fermented in the kitchen, and everyone seemed to be thinking about their worries. Yes, the situation in the village is getting worse every year. Everyone can see that under the pressure of the court's taxes, it is becoming increasingly unsuitable for family survival. I wonder if the taxes on other roads are as heavy as those of the Fourth Road in Sichuan? I heard from past businessmen that the people in the south will have much better life.

“Do it again.”

The sudden sound broke the depressing atmosphere, making everyone raise their heads, look at Changsunhao who was talking, Changsunjin, who was squatting beside the stove, stopped sharpening his knife and said in surprise: "What?"

"I mean, before the beginning of winter, go to Fushun again." Changsunhao put the teacup on the table and made a loud noise: "Sell another one."

Changsun Jin smiled, and he said, "What should I do with Li Xian?"

"Do things more quickly, and your eyes are brighter when shipped, and you don't mess with him." Changsun Hao said: "There are risks, but if you don't take risks, how can you get profits?"

"This is not like your style." Changsun Jin glanced at him and said slowly: "Li Xian's background is not simple, and it is a bit difficult to hide it from him."

The kitchen was silent again, and no one spoke. Zhang had always kept silent about such topics between men. She lowered her head and wiped the pot and washed the dishes. Changsun Hong started, while Changsun Jin put away Park Knife, sat next to his elder brother, and added a cup of tea to him and herself.

Looking at the tea rotating in the cup, Changsun Hao squinted his eyes and was stunned. After a while, he said quietly: "Second brother, do you still remember how the people in the village treated us when we escaped here?"

Changsun Jin shook slightly when he heard the sound, nodded and said, "How can you not remember? At that time, you and I were in a poor state, and I were still carrying my children all the way, and they were almost starving to death. It was the people in the village who gave us food and clothes to wear. If it weren't for them, we wouldn't know where we were left."

"That's true, as the saying goes: A drop of water should be rewarded. How can you and my great man be ungrateful?" Changsun Hao tightened his thick porcelain teacup and made a quarrel: "Those neighbors, working diligently all their lives, end up going away from home, wandering, life and death are unknown. You said, the world is so unfair, how can we deal with it?"

"The world is unfair, every man can make up for it!" Changsun Jin's eyes shone and laughed: "Brother, I have been waiting for you for many days! I don't care about his government and his wealthy family, I'll be willing to revenge and revenge him. Only when will I take action? You decide!"

Changsun Hao poured the tea liquid from the tea cup in his hand into his throat, put down the cup and said in a deep voice: "In a few days, I will contact the Fushuntinghu. After the goods are prepared there, we will set off. This time, choose some of the most embarrassing families. As long as they dare to work with us, they must ensure their safety for a year."

"It should be so!" Changsun Jin clapped his hands: "Old rules, if you make money, give it to them first."

The two of them looked at each other and laughed. A beheaded deal was settled in a few words. Li Xian's aggressive warning was thrown out of the sky. In the eyes of both of them, nothing is as valuable as life.

Changsun Hong put the cleaned bowls one by one in the cupboard. He carried his body on his back, frowned deeply, and his eyes were full of worries. He was a time traveler who had done too much business and deeply understood the risks behind this private salt transaction with deep interests. This industry has been in operation for thousands of years, and the tricks in it are far from what martial artists like the Changsun brothers who became monks halfway through can explore.

Is that Li Xian really that easy to fool?

The black and white path, is it really that easy to pull out when you step in?

Things... may not be that simple.
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