Chapter 327： deal with

Chapter 327 Processing

In the forty or fifty boxes, half were filled with items that were suspected to be armor, and the other half were filled with military books.

And most of those books were heard by Mrs. Hu, but they are said to have been lost.

However, these boxes should have been in the cave for some years, I am afraid that they have been at least seven or eighty years. Those books have become very fragile, and if they are not inappropriate, they will be easily damaged.

The villagers know that books are very precious things. On weekdays, a shoddy book costs several hundred liters, and a slightly more refined one costs a tael of silver.

Not to mention those ancient books, I'm afraid they can't afford to sell them.

Mrs. Hu made a decisive decision: "I'm afraid this thing will be reported to the county magistrate."

The other clan dukes didn't speak, and they were a little undecided for the first time.

The imperial power does not go to the countryside, and most of the time, the officials will not take care of the affairs of the village.

In the villages, there are more squires and wealthy households, and the village chief is in charge of these people.

They can manage big and small matters, and some even call them arrogant, and they can avoid the government's sentence of death.

Like those villagers who decide to dip in pig cages, the government will not care if they know it.

But these boxes, they find it difficult, let alone the armor, it looks tattered, and it avoids the suspicion of rebellion.

What does   ke Bingshu say?

The villagers have all seen it. If there is such a thing, as long as one person is not strict and spreads it out, their village will be finished.

It has only been 17 years since the end of the war. I heard that the remnants of the past have not been eliminated, but it cannot be smeared in vain.

On the contrary, it was the old Ma clan, who looked at the old lady Wang on the side, and then turned her head to the old Wang's head: "Wangzi, tell me, what should I do with this matter?"

Old Wang was poking his head, trying to see what was in those boxes, when he was suddenly called by the old horse clan, and the whole person shivered.

"Why did you ask me about this?" Monk Lao Wang was puzzled. He never liked to participate in the affairs of the village, nor could he participate.

His brain is not suitable for planning.

"You ask him what he can ask?" Mrs. Wang replied, "If you want to ask me, just say it straight, why be sloppy, how can my old man stand up to your fright, and you are so frightened that you move home what?"

Old Wangtou: "..." Why is this so wrong?

The old Ma clan puffed up: "Who wants to ask you, what can a woman and Taoist know?"

Mrs. Wang rolled her eyes: "I'm too rare to tell you!"

turned sideways and looked at Lao Wang's head: "Would you like to go? If you don't go, I will go first."

Seeing this situation, Village Chief Hu hurriedly stopped him: "Aiya, Aunt Wang, the old Ma Clan has such a temper, so you can take care of it. In the end, today's matter is still the cave that your family Ayu found. You should ask what your family means."

Although the things were in their village, in fact, if Ayu didn't tell them, they would let the flying helpers hired by their family smuggle the things to Lao Wang's house, and they didn't know.

After all, those people seem to be strong in martial arts. If they want to transport things away without knowing it, maybe they can really do it.

But people don't do that.

"What's there to think about? This thing is not something that our village can keep. The old man is right, hand it over to the county magistrate, and everything will be fine." After saying that, Mrs. Wang clapped the dust that did not exist on her hands, "At home There is still something else to do, just stay for a while, you can do it by yourself."

(end of this chapter)