Chapter 81 Sacrifice to the God of the Road

[81] Sacrifice to the God of the Road

The villagers quickly learned Yao Fan's new three * laws and eight notes, singing songs and passing through an intersection. At this time, he saw He Shicheng and several men in his row stop and take out three mud-pinched things from his bag. Yao Fan looked at it like a pig's head, chicken and fish.

"Shicheng, what are you doing?" Yao Fan asked.

Seeing these three things being placed at the entrance, the villagers suddenly surrounded them and bowed with their hands together.

"My boss, I asked them to pinch a pig's head, rooster and carp in advance. Let's go out to sacrifice a road god in the future and ask for a smooth journey and safety." He Shicheng said happily.

Yao Fan was very disgusted with such superstitious activities, but such superstitious activities were very marketable. He heard Zhou Shi that some clerks took the money he had accumulated for two months to the temple and donated peace charms; some beggars simply donated Changsheng cards to Yao Fan and took them back to the board house where Yao Jiazhuang lived; even Five guys gathered money to light a Changming safety lamp for Yao Fan in the temple. Although the bean-like oil lamp does not consume much fuel, it costs nine taels of silver a month for the temple! I heard that they also plan to add some guys to raise money to continue.

Yao Fan was moved before, but he didn't pay much attention to it. He felt that these superstitious activities, with the progress of civilization, will look back in the future, it is just a small matter of laughter.

But when he saw the guys worshipping the road god one by one, he couldn't help but feel a little creepy. Yao Fan could fully imagine how harmful the soldiers participated in superstitious activities. In case there is a religious leader in the team who claims to be the father or some messy god possessed by a god like Yang Xiuqing and Wei Changhui, the consequences will be unimaginable.

"He Shicheng, you don't ask for instructions in advance and don't report. You secretly pinch the mud three animals to worship the god of the road. I will punish you for practicing brave silver this month." Yao Fan said with a black face.

Yao Fan wanted to step forward and kick the three animals, but he had to give up when he thought that this would hit He Shicheng's enthusiasm for their platoon.

He Shichenghun didn't expect that he had annoyed Yao Fan. He was immediately dumbfounded, but he was not angry. He just quickly apologized to Yao Fan frequently and honestly followed the team with Pai Lixiangyong.

"Think about what's wrong with you! I'll talk to you later!" Yao Fan scolded.

Zhou Fourth thought to himself, "The owner really doesn't like the guy to make his own decisions!" I have always felt that the owner doesn't believe in any immortals. Sure enough, I read it right! Shicheng really has no eyesight this time.

Li Hainiu saw it and said happily in his heart, "No matter what kind of sacrifice it is, it is to ask the immortals to do things. If you want to worship, you should take the lead in doing it. Which green onion is He Shicheng? How can it be your turn to talk to the immortals on our behalf? It's really big or small! I don't know the rules! Is it okay if it goes on like this? You deserve to be punished!"

Walking all the way, Yao Fan asked the accompanying tax official, "Why hasn't this Niwanzi Village arrived yet? I saw that the road was gone.

The tax official's surname is Zhang, and he is the tax secretary in the government. He quickly said, "Master Yao, follow this fine hairy road and then turn to the foot of the mountain, which is Niwanzi Village. If you talk about Mr. Yao's golden body, why did you follow him? You didn't suffer a lot of pain along the way. Even if you want to come, you should ride a horse."

"You all left, why can't I go? Tell me, how much grain does Niwanzi Village have to collect?

"When I returned to Master Yao's words, the government ordered that this time's money and grain can be postponed to the next month, but this autumn donation is tight, so we must collect them quickly. As usual, 200 people in Niwanzi Village need to collect 216 taels of land donations, people's taxes, livestock taxes, river taxes, etc. If it is a normal year, it will be collected. There are also three hundred and fifty taels, but if there is no drought and no rain today, there is no harvest in the village, I'm afraid it's not easy to do. Zhang Tax official said.

"How did you receive such a situation in previous years?" Yao Fan asked.

"If you go back to Master Yao, take this Niwanzi Village as an example. There is a large family surnamed Zhai in the village, with more than 100 mu of land. We can first come to collect his family, collect his Zhai family's donation, and then call the old master of the Zhai family and go to the poor people below to ask for money. With the Zhai family's knowledge, those poor people dare not give up. In this way, he helped us collect taxes, and secondly, he also helped the Zhai family beat the tenants below and accepted the rents owed to his family. In this way, hello, everyone. Next time you come to collect money and food, the Zhai family will hand it in freely. After handing it over, it will still help us urge the small households below. Zhang Taxi Dao

"In this way, we need to collect all the donations and money and food, mainly relying on this Zhai family?"

"Master Yao is smart and understands as soon as he hears it. However, more than half of the year's year still rely on your courage. I think Master Yao's good singing is really strict and unoffending. Since he is so obedient, he must be able to cure the promiscuous people who started to fight taxes. At that time, he will meet the promiscuous people who can't be handed over, and ask Mr. Yao to punish them for a debt collection stick according to the law.

"Since they can't hand it over, why do they have to fight again?"

"Naturally, they can't hand it over. If they don't fight, they will have a good memory and leave a period of time to raise money. Naturally, the unruly people will try to raise money."

"If you can't hand it over, you will naturally have no money, but where will you raise it?"

"This depends on their own creation. Those who have land at home can sell land. If they have daughters and sons, they can sell it to people's teeth, which can also save a share of chewing. If the daughter is handsome and the son is handsome, maybe she can make a small fortune and lose a few taels of silver after paying taxes. If it really doesn't work, my wife can sell it if she is young and long. However, there is a loss after all. Nowadays, the price of marrying a yellow daughter is always more expensive than selling a wife. However, these poor people don't care about marrying any yellow girls. If they change to a cheap mother in the future, it may not be profitable. Zhang tax official talked about it.

After listening to Zhang's tax official's words, Yao Fan almost lost his composure and wanted to rise up at this moment.

"My Chinese mother! Are you too weak to wake up on your own strength? How did you endure such a cool* for 300 years?

If there are gods in the world, how can an ugly parasite bind your body and suck your milk for 300 years! How can these ugly pigtail monsters lie on you! Keep squeezing you out! How can this group of cruel people hold whips and shackles! Slave your children!

Did the slave owners of the Manchu Qing Dynasty enter the customs and kill the Chinese population from nearly 80 million to more than 10 million during the Shunzhi period, breaking the bones of the sons and daughters of all ethnic groups in China? I don't believe it.

Is it true that after 100 million Chinese compatriots of all ethnic groups died in the rebellious massacres of the slave emperor who followed the Qing Dynasty, the rest are all slaves? I don't believe it.

There are no gods in the world! Rebelliousness does not depend on God! God blocks and kills God! Buddha blocks and kills Buddha!

I will liberate my compatriots from the whip of slave owners, so that I will not hesitate to completely smash these 300-year-old mountains and rivers!"

"No one will be beaten today!" Yao Fan said very resolutely and continued after a pause: "Because today, Yuchun Agricultural Credit Union has been established. All qualified farmers can use roughly equivalent property to mortgage and borrow from the farmers' association for tax payment. The repayment period ranges from three to five years."

When Zhang tax official heard this, his mouth was not close, and the black hole seemed to have just swallowed a duck egg.

"Master Yao, do you think that these poor people owe money year after year? They will only owe more and more debts. How can they repay them one day? If you lend them money, you will have to collect debts for three days!

If the local Zhai family is willing to lend them money and food, it must be because they still have some places to plan, such as fields, animals, or children, and they look closely and are not afraid that they will run away. If even the Zhai family refuses to lend them money and food, Master Yao, please don't do this loss-making business!"

Tax official Zhang really doesn't want Yao Fan to suffer a big loss. This Mr. Yao is generous and kind, and he is a famous good man in Qingdao. Just before leaving, he just praised the strange green rubber-soled shoes worn by his local brave group, and he immediately agreed to give a pair of himself and another accompanying tax collector. He also said that if there is anything in the future, just come to him and help him.

Master Yao is really as airless and arrogant as the recent trend in the world. What is this called? By the way, that's what Shandong people often say - "benevolence!" It is estimated that Song Gongming, who talked about the story in the book, is not as good as this Mr. Yao's righteousness and wealth and kindness.

Master Yao is so benevolent that tax official Zhang certainly does not want him to suffer losses, so he bitterly advised him.

Yao Fan listened to these "good words" and said nothing.

Everyone entered Niwanzi Village. When the master of the Zhai family heard the news, he came out and took Yao Fan and others into the yard.

Yao Fan saw that the Zhai family was really shabby, but the front and back mud wall courtyards, which were covered with two tile houses. The layout of the front hall was very small and stingy. The lime on the wall was peeled off, and yellow-brown mud plaster was exposed. Behind a square table was a New Year picture of the God of Wealth and two chairs on both sides.

Yao Fan didn't care about others and sat on a chair. Zhang tax official stood on the side, so the Zhai family quickly took out two more chairs. After Zhang tax official and Zhai's master sat down separately, the room seemed to be a little crowded.

After a few words of greeting, Master Zhai began to watch this year's rolling list.

"Ambassador Zhang, this autumn donation is a few taels less than in previous years, but this year's harvest can't withstand the donations of previous years! My family's wheat collection is less than 20 stones this year!"

"Master Zhai, this roll list was issued by the court, and I didn't decide it! This Master Yao was sent by Lord Sun to collect donations and returned to the city early! Don't waste your time! Hurry up and fold the silver! You have seen all the villagers outside, but you don't recognize people with sticks in your hand!" The tax department made Lord Zhang speak rudely, and he was obviously used to such bitter words.

The old man of the Zhai family sighed and went into the backyard. After a while, he came out and counted the money one by one, and delivered the autumn donation to Zhang Tax official.

"The old rule is that I take adults to collect donations, and adults help me collect money and food by the way. Li Lu, a unruly person in the village, has always been lazy. Lord Zhang will beat him well later!"

"How can you act casually with the state-owned law? What's wrong with you, Master Zhai?"

Master Zhai first said, "...unruly people...unrespectable... stealing chickens and dogs..." Finally, there came some dry goods: "This five mu of watering land in Li Lu's house is in the middle, which hinders my two pieces of land. My family's usual watering land is always occupied by him. If my family watered more, his family will water less, and spare me for nothing. A lot of strength at home! He asked me to sell the land, but he refused! It's really annoying!"

"How are you doing?" Zhang Tax official asked.

"This unruly man has always been arrogant and has made friends with several dilapid households in the village, thinking that I can't cure him!

In this drought, his widowed father was ill at the age, so he married a daughter-in-law for his father. Fortunately, his old man died quickly, and he ran a funeral and made all his money. This red matter has been done in a row, and he owes more than ten taels of silver outside!

I don't think he will be able to hand over the donation. Lord Zhang must teach him a lesson today, let him know his moderation, and sell the land to me, so that he can equal the money owed outside his family.

"So that's it. Since it's Mr. Zhai's face, I always have to give it."

Yao Fan didn't say a word when he heard it and sneered in his heart.

"What are you going to talk about? Let's go to the village to collect donations." Yao Fanhuo got up and strode out.