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Chapter Sixteen: Stop and Go

The village is called Hujia Village. Almost all the old and young men in the village have surnames Hu, which is a natural surname village.

The village is not big, but there are more than 100 families. However, Luo Yongsheng observed it and found that there were only forty or fifty males, half of whom were half-boys who were doing nothing and having fun everywhere.

Where is the person?

"We were all taken away by the government to perform labor service."

The labor service in the Song Dynasty was not heavy, but it was also quite a lot. However, the labor service system in the Song Dynasty was relatively loose, and money was allowed to be redeemed, which was called the tax of the people. It was called the tax of the people.

If you pay the tuition to the yamen, you will no longer have to be in labor service.

Although this is not a benevolent policy, since ancient times, the people have served labor for thousands of years and can accept it. Now they still have the opportunity to spend money to redeem themselves, but instead they think the court is better.

However, in the middle and late stages, the Zhao family played a new trick. Not only did they harvest the tax on adult men, but they didn't even let them go.

Whoever has a boy who has to give money to the court because he is too young to serve labor, which is called the tax on the custody tax.

It is really exhausting all means to save the people's wealth.

After working hard in the field for a whole morning, Luo Yongsheng felt that he couldn't straighten his back and it hurt a lot.

How many years does he have to have not worked in crops?

"Brother Luo, please come and have a drink."

The land where Luo Yongsheng worked was from a man named Hu Dashan. This is a very talkative man. He kept chattering in Luo Yongsheng's ear all morning. In his words, he was born in the mountains, so he was called Hu Dashan.

After taking the water bowl handed over by Hu Dashan, Luo Yongsheng said thank you and glanced at the side and was stunned.

"Hey, there's a woman there."

Nowadays, men and women have not yet been proposed for defense. The Song Dynasty has a relatively open atmosphere. There are many women who show up outside. What makes Luo Yongsheng feel novel is that this woman who works in the field looks very young and has a belly. This is a pregnant woman.

"Oh, tell her." Hu Dashan glanced at her and showed an ambiguous smile on his face: "This woman is a widow. She married in Gejia Village on the other side of the lake. After a few days of marriage, the man went to work and died in Huzhou. He then lived a widow.

As a result, I became pregnant not long after. The village was full of rumors, and it was a rumor that I might have the species in my stomach. A little widow lived in the village and who knew what men did he recruit in the bed?"

Luo Yongsheng glanced at Hu Dashan, with a little displeasure in his eyes: "Will you feel happy when you see other people's misfortunes?"

The latter was speechless and spoke in awkward manner.

Because of this, Luo Yongsheng and Hu Dashan had less communication. Later, after finishing the matter in Hu Dashan, Luo Yongsheng also went to Widow Ge to help for more than an hour. Even though the poor little widow was a little unfamiliar and refused, Luo Yongsheng still finished everything, and did not make a joke with the widow from beginning to end.

After the day was over, the village elders in Hujia Village fulfilled their promise and prepared food for Luo Yongsheng and others. They also found two thatched huts that had not lived in for a long time for Luo Yongsheng and others to take a break.

"After this meal, we will leave tomorrow morning. Thank you for your kindness in the village."

Perhaps because of the precaution, when eating at night, the men in the village came, fearing that Luo Yongsheng and others would do something bad to fill their stomachs. Luo Yongsheng just smiled and offered a bowl of tea to the village elder with a happy expression.

The village elders were much more kind and were very satisfied with Luo Yongsheng's politeness. Moreover, Luo Yongsheng's elegance and calmness also made the village elders feel that this was a scholar, a Confucian businessman, and could not be a bandit.

"The village is simple and there is nothing to treat, so it's better not to dislike it." Luo Yongsheng and others prepared a pack of dry food before they could prepare for food on the road tomorrow, which touched Luo Yongsheng very much.

"Brother Luo is a scholar."

After dinner, the village elder left Luo Yongsheng's sentence and laughed: "I have a heartless request. I don't know if Brother Luo is willing to write a poem or write a stroke for our Hujia Village. You can also see that the plaque outside the village is already damaged. If possible, please ask Brother Luo to write a new hand."

Write poems and leave words.

Luo Yongsheng felt a little embarrassed. He didn't know either of these two things. The villagers wanted to be elegant, but fortunately, there was something wrong with these villages. The key was that they were entrusted with unfamiliarity.

However, Luo Yongsheng did not rush to refuse, but pondered for a while and said, "I shouldn't have refused when I asked the old village, but I think it would be better to say what I'm not talking about today's disturbance to your village."

"Oh? But what are the things in the village that are so unpleasant to Brother Luo?" The old villager looked around and scolded: "Who did a vulgar move today and lost face to our old Hu family."

Everyone shook their heads in confusion, not knowing where they did something that Luo Yongsheng disliked.

"This is not, it's just a little bit of a simple view." Luo Yongsheng stopped the old village and said, "Although our village is located in the boundary of Suzhou, a town of fish and rice, and one must be content with self-cultivation, there are hundreds of households and limited harvests. If you take out the food and consumption for a year, you have to pay the tax. I'm afraid there is not much left.

This place is not far from Suzhou City. Why don’t the village elders let the young men in the village go into the city? On the one hand, they can learn some skills to stutter, and on the other hand, they save a lot of food for the village. These young men are doing nothing in the village all day long and waste their time in vain.”

Going to the city to work?

There were chattering and chattering among the onlookers, but most of them were like rejection. Even the village elder sighed.

"We have thought about this idea before, but everything is difficult to go out. When the children went to Suzhou, they were unfamiliar with the place and were easily bullied. They were not unaware of the place before, but they were cheated of their money and had to sell themselves to others as slaves, so we were even more worried about sending their children to the city."

This answer made Luo Yongsheng silent, but he forgot about this.

Suzhou is not far from Hujia Village, only a dozen miles away, but the distance between these ten miles makes Hujia Village very unfamiliar with Suzhou.

It is not easy to work hard in a place where you have no relatives and no support in the future, let alone this era.

This discovery also made Luo Yongsheng dispel the idea of ​​continuing to rely on words to deceive the village elders.

He originally wanted to take away a few more young men from this Hujia Village when he left tomorrow.

He didn't say anything more overnight. When he left the next day, Luo Yongsheng left the three words "Hujia Village" for the old village.

Use his waist knife.
Chapter completed!
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