What is the name of the current Emperor Daqian?

What does the emperor look like?

Who are the civil and military officials?

The people of Qingniu Town knew nothing about this, or rather, the vast majority of the people of Daqian knew nothing about this.

Even though we live in Daqian, even though we are all members of the human race.

But.

For the residents of Qingniu Town, the highest-ranking people they had contact with on a regular basis were only tax collectors who collected taxes and arresting officials.

Life is gray and has never been bright.

The future is chaotic, and there is no clarity.

In my own confused state.

Many people did not even know what crime they had committed, but were labeled as "criminals" and forced to move from the Thirteen Prefectures of Daqian to the border.

But even when they arrived at the border and Qingniu Town, they still had to pay taxes.

The people of Qingniu Town did not find it strange.

They have lived on the land of Daqian for generations.

They have always believed that paying taxes is a matter of course. They are willing to do so and feel proud of it. They think that they have contributed to the prosperity of Daqian.

Just now.

The limit has been reached.

There are waves of demons every year, and taxes are getting heavier every year.

It breaks people's backbones and makes it difficult for them to stand up straight.

“My Lord, please…”

"We really don't have any food left..."

The entrance to Qingniu Town.

The sparse townspeople looked frightened and begged the tax collectors on horseback to waive the tax this time with extreme caution.

The cloudy eyes revealed hope.

The dry palms trembled and clasped together.

However, the tax collector riding on the blue-scale horse with his back to the sun looked particularly tall and so arrogant.

But he snorted coldly and lashed the ground with the whip in his hand.

“Pah!”

Very crisp and loud.

The whip caused sand and dirt to fly, caused gravel to break, and drew out the fear in people's hearts.

"You are a bunch of bastards. The court has done you a great favor by allowing you to live!"

The tax collector pulled the reins and cursed harshly.

"Pig", "a thief in the imperial court", "a despicable slave who wastes food", "you have to pay taxes even if you starve to death".

He cursed fiercely, but the pale and skinny people did not dare to refute him and just stood there begging for mercy.

"But, but, we really have no food..."

"Next year, next year we will definitely make up for it!"

hunger.

I'm very hungry.

The people of Qingniu Town shrank back in fear at the brutality of the tax collectors, but what overwhelmed their fear was the weakness and hunger that emanated from deep within their bodies.

Everything edible in Qingniu Town.

Be it food, livestock, or even weeds along the road.

It also entered people's stomachs early.

How can we come up with it, how can we create something out of nothing, and pay enough food to the tax collectors?

In the sunshine, there were crowds of people begging for mercy. They gathered together, dressed in rags and looking quite pitiful.

gradually.

An elderly person wanted to kneel down and beg.

But before that, a pair of hands supported the old man.

"Grandma, get up."

Xu Xi's voice was the same as before, like a warm spring breeze, so gentle to the ears.

But beneath that gentleness, the flame that had been hidden for so long was finally no longer concealed, rising fiercely and burning wantonly.

"No, no, no."

The old man shook his head vigorously.

She wanted to kneel down, she wanted to beg for mercy from the tax collector, to ask him to spare Qingniu Town this year. This was the only way she knew to survive.

However.

When the old man turned his gaze back to the tax collector.

But what he saw was an extremely shocking scene: the tax collector, who was riding on a ferocious horse, was taller and more majestic than anyone else.

Unexpectedly, Xu Xi threw a random punch at him, knocking him to the ground, and he rolled over for more than ten times.

The tax collector cursed and swore.

The tax collector roared.

But at this time.

The atmosphere at the scene was strangely quiet.

"Yes, yes, brother, how could you..."

The old man held Xu Xi's hand tightly, wanting to say something but not knowing where to start.

She looked at the tax collector blankly.

For the first time, I realized that the tax collector who fell off his horse was not tall. He was the same height as the people in Qingniu Town, and even looked a little shorter because of his overweight body.

For the first time, I realized that the dusty tax collector didn't look scary at all.

original.

It turns out we.

Is it the same...

The scene before them confused the people of Qingniu Town. They didn't know what to do, whether to support the tax collectors or blame the system.

Is this a mistake?

That's impossible. How could the Xu family, who have been protecting Qingniu Town, be wrong?

So, is the tax collector at fault?

This bold idea immediately shocked people and they rejected it. The tax collectors represented Daqian. How could Daqian be... wrong?

People were a little hesitant.

Finally, a man stepped out from the crowd and tried to help the fallen tax collector.

But as soon as he approached, he was scolded by the tax collector.

"You bastards, you are lawless, absolutely lawless!"

"Do you still have any respect for the law?"

"Bastards are bastards, and the children they give birth to will only be bastards. You damned bastards, just wait to be killed by the demons!"

The tax collector's curse was so harsh.

The sharp and piercing voice made the blue-scaled horse neigh.

At first, the people of Qingniu Town felt guilty, thinking that it was their fault that they could not pay taxes, a serious sin that could not be forgiven.

But as the level of insults from tax collectors increased.

Especially when talking about their family members, some people's faces turned ugly.

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"No, you can't!"

"Curse my mother!!!"

Someone exploded. It was the man who was about to go and help the tax collector up. It was Ah Niu, who was tanned by the sun and looked silly on weekdays.

His eyes were red with anger and his body was shaking.

He clenched his fist and wanted to hit the tax collector.

But he was hesitant to take action.

"You lowly person, you don't have the guts to do this. Attacking officials is a serious crime. Can you afford it?", the tax collector sitting on the ground sneered.

Like a noisy duck, it quacks and taunts Ah Niu all the time.

Ah Niu's movements came to an abrupt halt.

He remained silent and slowly retracted his fist.

But at this moment, Xu Xi walked to Ah Niu, held Ah Niu's wrist, and stretched forward again.

"Brother Xu?"

"It's okay, Niu, just do whatever you want."

"But, but, I can't do this..."

Ah Niu spoke stutteringly.

I want to explain to Xu Xi what serious consequences will occur if we attack the officials of Daqian, and how can the people fight against the officials?

yes.

The people cannot defeat the officials, even if they are minor officials.

Xu Xi shook his head and asked Ah Niu and everyone present, "Ah Niu, are you hungry?"

"hunger!"

Aniu answered quickly.

"Want to eat? Sweet white rice."

"I want to eat!"

Ah Niu still answered quickly.

"Well, punch him," Xu Xi said, his voice was like a voice from heaven, bringing an echo of awakening from a dream, "Aniu, he is not nobler than you, he makes you hungry, so you can hit him."