The people ran around to tell each other and cheered.
The queen's kindness also became famous.
The people don’t care about what kind of woman is in power. As long as they can feed them, they are good emperors and good empresses.
In a dilapidated village in Xiaxiang County, Sishui County.
The villagers gathered at the granary, and the joy and excitement of the autumn harvest were gone.
These heavy bags of grain represent their blood, sweat and hope for a year, but under heavy taxes, only a small portion belongs to them.
"If only the State of Chu still existed."
A faint groan was heard from the crowd, expressing what everyone was thinking.
They no longer have the energy to worry about whether they will have firewood to keep warm in this cold winter.
With so little food now, I wonder how many people will starve to death in the winter.
"Everyone, listen to me, there's good news!"
A young man's energetic voice broke the dead, numb and sad atmosphere.
"The court's tax revenue has been reduced this year!"
The breathless boy ran into the crowd and sat down on the ground.
"What?"
It was like pie falling from the sky. Men, women, young and old all looked surprised and gathered around.
"Xiang, tell me quickly, how much is the tax this year?"
The boy whose clothes were being pulled did not get angry and answered directly.
“It’s still half, but there won’t be any other taxes.”
Upon hearing this, the disappointed crowd suddenly became excited. If they only collected half of the total, it would not be much.
You should know that in previous years, in addition to the land tax, a large amount of miscellaneous taxes were also levied.
In the end, less than one-third of the food was left.
There is definitely corruption among the government officials, but they just make it sound righteous, so we can only keep our anger to ourselves.
Since ancient times, the people have not fought against the officials. Here, the mountains are high and the emperor is far away. What can we do?
However, after being constantly oppressed, as the former people of the Chu State, they missed their homeland more and more.
Resentment towards the Qin Dynasty also continued to accumulate.
Are they treated differently because of their identity as Chu people before unification?
It was not until the officials collected taxes honestly that the villagers were able to break free from their sense of unreality.
"Hey, the government officials are so honest this year!"
"Yes, in previous years we would harvest dozens more kilograms of grain."
The knowledgeable village chief answered.
"Now it's just one tax item, converted into currency, it's clear, how dare they do anything so brazen?"
"Are you going to die?"
Suddenly, everyone was amused.
The laughter is filled with joy, expectation, and relief...
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