Chapter 1446

On this day, ye Lingyue and the rest of huangquan's team took an inventory of the grain in the whole granary.

I don't know if I don't check the inventory, ye Lingyue soon found out the problem,

there is less grain in BeiCang.

Moreover, it is not less in general sense. The grain in BeiCang has been reduced by 50 loads.

Fifty Dan is not a small amount. It is equivalent to 5000 Jin of grain.

What's more, it's strange that these fifty loads were just lost not long ago.

Ye Lingyue immediately called the old man who came to take care of BeiCang.

But ye Lingyue inquired several times, and the old father-in-law all pretended to be deaf and dumb, and he could not hear clearly.

"Father in law, you don't have to put on airs any more. I have observed that you can move freely and have no problem in hearing. There are doctors in our team. It's useless for you to pretend. If you don't know where the grain has gone, I'll report it to the county magistrate immediately. "

Ye Lingyue eyebrows a Lin, suddenly angry drink a.

After drinking, my father-in-law was so scared that his knees softened and he knelt down.

"My Lord, forgive me, and I didn't mean to. The small ones are really suffering. Those grains are not stolen by the small black heart. Those are all life-saving food. "

After that, the old man kowtowed and begged for mercy, until his forehead was covered with blood, and he still refused to stop.

All the members of the delegation looked at each other and looked at each other. Elder martial sister Wan Yun couldn't see it. She forced the old man up. After Haosheng comforted him, the old man calmed down.

"My Lord, it's no use talking too much. Please go to a place with me. If you see it with your own eyes, you will understand."

The old man sighed and left BeiCang with ye Lingyue and others.

The old man took ye Lingyue out of a village about four or five miles away from fanga county.

The village is close to the mountain. There are about thousands of villagers in the mountain. It is one of the villages under fang'a county.

Once in the village, ye Lingyue feels wrong.

She noticed that the vegetation in the whole village, including the vegetation in the nearby mountain terraces, had dried up.

The animals in the barn were also staggering, and they seemed to be hungry and thirsty.

All the people in the village are yellow and thin.

Several children hold a broken bowl in their hands, staring at ye Lingyue and others with dark eyes.

"Sister, give me something to eat. I haven't had enough for days."

A little girl with a small braid went to ye Lingyue's side and pulled the corner of her clothes.

"Cluttered" in the hearts of all.

"Old man, what's the matter? You've stolen so much food. Why are these children still hungry? You can't be rich in your own pockets!"

Qin Xiaochuan grabs the old man who looks at the warehouse and asks in a sharp voice.

"Xiaoyu, what are you doing here? Let's go."

A woman heard the news and rushed out of a dilapidated house. Seeing ye Lingyue and others, she picked up the child and ran away.

"What's this for? We're not monsters that eat people."

Photons are not satisfied.

He is the pillar of the moonlight Opera Troupe where everyone loves to see flowers bloom. He is not a crowd of supporters there. How come people in the village are afraid of them.

"My Lord, don't be angry. You should put down the small ones first. The small ones are suffocating." The old man frowned and begged Qin Xiaochuan.

Ye Lingyue a look, Qin Xiaochuan just let go.

"These villagers regard you as the tax collectors. The grain in the village is not rich, so it is put in the village head's house."

The old man shook his head and found the village head's house with ye Lingyue.

In the backyard of the village head's house, a large amount of grain was piled up in an orderly manner. Once checked, the quantity was a little bit more.

"Village head, what is the matter. Why is the grain in the village not distributed to the villagers? "

Ye Lingyue's face, floating thin angry color.

"You don't know, my Lord. These grains can't be moved. They are used to pay taxes. If a load is missing, the whole village will suffer. "

The village head frowned, and told ye Lingyue the whole story.

Originally, this village is called Pan Village, which has been growing sorghum rice for generations.

Because the soil and water in this area is very suitable for the growth of sorghum rice, it can be planted two seasons a year.

Fang'a county collects a certain amount of grain and rice tax every year.

Originally, there was surplus grain in the village, and the villagers were able to make a living by paying taxes.

But three or four months ago, the wells and rivers in the village were dried up for some reason.

In addition, in recent months, the weather in fanga county is dry and rainless, and the village has not enough water for people and animals, let alone irrigate the grain fields.

In a few months' time, the village will have to pay the grain tax again. The head of the village is afraid that the county magistrate and others will investigate it. As a result, the villagers' life is even worse. So he has to contact Liu tou, who is the food guard in fang'a County, to smuggle some rice from BeiCang."I don't plan to take these rice grains privately. These are all county grain. If one grain is missing, I will lose my head. I'm just going to muddle through this time, and when the drought in the village is over, I'll pay some grain privately. "

The village head sighed.

Guarding the food, but only let the villagers starve, as the village head, he saw such a scene, is also sad.

In order to make a living, some of the young people in the village have left Pancun, leaving only a few lonely old people, children and women, which makes the farmland even more unattended.

The villagers had to eat one meal a day, and they were even more in short supply of water.

"Grandfather, I'm thirsty."

The little grandson of the village head's family nestled in the village head's side. His lips were cracked with thirst.

The village head's eyes were sour, and a few drops of muddy old tears rolled out of his eyes.

"The drought is so serious, why don't you tell the county to reduce taxes earlier?"

Ye Lingyue listened and asked, while taking out several water bags from the storage bag. Seeing the water, the little guy's eyes were bright, but he did not dare to take it.

Until the head of the village nodded, the little guy took the water bag and ran out. He thought it was to give it to his family.

"My Lord, you are from other countries. I don't know. The county magistrate is a jerk. He used to force every village to pay taxes on time with a little power. If he didn't pay attention, he would fight and kick. I heard that the county magistrate had fallen before. But the county magistrate has been their pawn ever since. When they arrived, they imposed additional taxes, saying that they wanted to accumulate some merit. In this way, the life of the nearby villages is even more difficult. If any village fails to pay, it will be imprisoned at least, but it will lose its head if it is serious. "

As soon as the village head talks about demon hunters, his heart is full of fear.

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