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It's not that Shen Huan didn't expect the rebels to attack Ezhou.

When he unconsciously chanted the phrase "Wang Qianlou's boat went down to Yizhou, Jinling's king's spirit was sadly withdrawn", he was already somewhat pessimistic in his heart.

The Great Song Dynasty established the country for more than 130 years, and stayed in Lin'an for more than [-] years. The mergers of powerful and powerful, the corruption of officials, and the collapse of the economic system... In short, the country is in decline, and all the civil servants are very aware of it.

It is precisely because he has seen through, including understanding the situation under Li Xia's rule, that Shen Huan can blurt out the sentence "the rebels will not move the people".

As soon as the words were spoken, the old farmers in the house were stunned, wondering if the rebels who do not move the people are still rebels.

It took a while for the old farmer to remember that when the Mongol king personally conquered Ezhou, he also ordered soldiers not to enter people's homes.

"Then...then how can you save Mr. Xiang?"

"Let me hide."

"Okay, okay." The old farmer didn't hesitate, but his movements were still very slow, he raised his hand and pointed into the room.

"Then the gentleman will hide in..."

Following the old farmer's fingers, Shen Huan saw a broken table with a few bamboo baskets next to it. There was a hut inside but only a bed. Apart from that, there was nothing else for everyone. There was no wardrobe or rice vat. This kind of utensil for hiding.

"Hide to..."

The old farmer's slow voice also stopped.

Instead, someone outside shouted, "He entered this village!"

Shen Huan was heartbroken, ran to the old farmer's bed, lifted the quilt and wrapped himself up.

Only then did he realize that the mattress on the bed was made of straw, which was hard and stinging, and when the torn bedding covered his head, a sour and smelly smell rushed over his face, making him vomit and almost fainted. .

He thought he was dead.

However, after shivering and hiding under the quilt for a long time, those rebel soldiers did not enter the house.

……

Hiding until the evening, Shen Huan finally dared to come out of the sour bedding, and saw the old farmer still sitting behind the stove, lighting a fire and cooking.

The room was dark, and Shen Huan saw the old farmer put out two bowls of rice, sat down generously, and said, "Thank you, old man."

The old farmer was stunned for a moment, chewed his mouth, seemed very unreasonable, very unconfident, he hesitated for a long time before softly saying, "My son ate..."

"It doesn't matter." Shen Huan smiled calmly. He had to reach into his sleeve for money before realizing that the official robe had been thrown away, but he still picked up the bowl of rice on the table and said, "don't worry, old man. Thank you very much.”

To him, this bowl of rice was really not a big deal, so he picked it up nonchalantly.

This is to worry the old farmer, he is reluctant to part with this bowl of rice, but he dare not stop the gentleman, so he is in a dilemma.From time to time, he glanced outside the door, worrying why his son hadn't come back.

The rice was bran-laden, and Shen Huan felt it was too rough to swallow as soon as he ate it, and he picked up the dishes on the table, but it didn't taste salty at all.

"My husband cooks without salt?"

"Salt is too expensive...the tax was increased last month..."

After all, Shen Huan was hungry. Although he thought the food was unpalatable, he still ate half a bowl.

Afterwards, he put down the bowl and leaned over the crack of the door to take a look, then gently pushed the crack of the door open a little, and looked around, but saw the fire at the entrance of the village in the distance, as if many people were gathering.

This scene scared him so much that he didn't dare to go out easily, so he retreated into the house and sat there, waiting for the Ezhou defenders to repel the rebels.

He and the old farmer didn't have much to talk about, and they didn't talk much all night.Sitting until the middle of the night, the eyelids became heavier and heavier, and finally fell into a deep sleep.

I don't know how long I slept, but I heard someone talking faintly.

"The government said to buy our grain at fifty dollars a bucket, but what they gave was gold and silver. Where else can we exchange it? It's not just for nothing. What is it that robbed us of a year's harvest..."

They are all clichés, and Shen Huan is already tired of hearing them.

He seemed to think that he was in the courtroom of the transshipment company, and he murmured dreamily: "In the year of the year, the tax is exempted, but peace cannot be exempted. Since you are exempted from the rent and tax of the unscrupulous people, the price is not low. Don't make trouble for nothing... "

He can blurt out this kind of bureaucratic accent even in his dreams.

"Bullshit tax free! Thirty cents have been charged for old coins!"

Suddenly, Shen Huan woke up with a loud shout, and turned his head to look, and found that there were several farmers standing beside him, all of them were wearing short skirts in the late autumn, and they opened to reveal their skinny skin.

"What is this for?"

Shen Huan just wanted to get up, but found that he had been tied up by five flowers, and said in surprise, "You... are you rebels?"

"The army who betrayed your mother, dog officer, grandpa is the troublemaker Zhong Shun under your rule."

"It's not a troublemaker, it's not a troublemaker." Shen Huan looked around and found that there were no rebels among these peasants, he calmed down a little, and said, "Brother Zhong, what are you going to do? Let me go quickly, I promise to let you go, and I will never punish you for your crime."

"Hey, you still want to punish me?"

"It is true that there is a war right now, but when the war is over, you will be guilty of kidnapping an imperial court official. Your father is old, so he can't follow you to escape to a foreign land, right?"

Facing these peasants who didn't know a single word, Shen Huan gradually calmed down again, and a smile slowly appeared on his face.

As long as he is willing, he is the best at coaxing these people.

"Brother Zhong, you are a man of flesh and blood. I appreciate you very much. How can I protect your future by doing things with me?"

Sure enough, someone was bluffed immediately, and said to Zhong Shun in a low voice, "Brother Da Shun, I think you can kiss, you can't really rebel, right? It's a business that loses your head..."

Shen Huan couldn't help but secretly said in his heart, it's done.

These mud-legged people are so independent, no matter how dissatisfied they are with tax increases and peace mining, as long as they are given some benefits, they will immediately become obedient citizens again.

"Your father has the grace to save my life, this officer..."

Before Shen Huan could finish his sentence, he was suddenly punched heavily in the face.

There was some fishy sweetness in his throat. When he licked his tongue, he felt something hard in his mouth. When he spat it out, he saw that he had lost two teeth, and then he felt the pain.

He just felt that the young farmer was unreasonable.

"Father..."

Looking up, Shen Huan suddenly found that there were several old farmers standing in the room, but he couldn't recognize which one was the one who rescued him.

Although I have been in this room since the afternoon, I forgot to ask the old farmer's name, nor did I look him in the face.

In my impression, there is only a stooped and dull figure, like all the honest and easy-to-deceive farmers I have seen in this life, without any characteristics.

Whether a person is sincere or insincere, even a farmer who has never read it can feel it.

Zhong Shun looked up and down, glanced at Shen Huan lightly, and said, "Let's go, hand over this official to Tang Jun."

He actually wanted to say something to vent his anger.

Some emotions have already reached the side of the throat.

Taxes, corvees, peace purchases, rising prices, and what public land laws are issued will soon re-measure the acres of his family's land. Life is really hard to live on.

In order to be able to eat, he pawned the items at home, but he still couldn't even afford salt.

But he couldn't tell.

The pain of being beaten to the bone and sucked out of the marrow, living like a pig and a horse...but a pig and a horse can't describe it.

He could only use his brute strength to drag the former high-ranking officials outside.

"You...do you really have no righteousness in your heart?"

Along the way, Shen Huan struggled hard but couldn't get away. He couldn't comfort him with good words, and finally he could only provoke each other with words.

"Don't you know etiquette and righteousness without reading poetry? When Kublai Khan was killed, the common people used boats to help the Mongolian army cross the river. Now the rebels are killed, and the common people bind their loyal ministers and sacrifice... God, you open Just look at these people!"

Zhong Shun was dragging Shen Huan with all his strength, he was furious when he heard the words, and finally stopped in his tracks, turned his head and cursed, "Fart your mother!"

"Do you know what it means to be loyal to the emperor and serve the country?!" Shen Huan shouted: "Help Meng Yuan, help the rebellion, do you know Grandpa Yue? Return to serve the Ming Lord and restore the old China."

Ezhou is an important town, Yue Fei once stationed here, successively named the founding son of Wuchang County, the founding marquis of Wuchang County, and even the king of E after his death, and there is a temple of King Yue and E in the city.

It can be seen that Ezhou people respect Grandpa Yue very much.

Sure enough, Zhong Shun became anxious when he heard it, and forgot to continue walking, but wanted to argue with Shen Huan.

He knew the truth was not Shen Huan

That's what I said, but how could a farmer who hadn't read it argue that he won a Jinshi ***.

"The power of the country is so far, you...you are still only caring about petty gains, helping the evildoers!"

In the end, only Shen Huan was left to scold.

He closed his eyes and raised his head, looking so worried about the country and the people, and sighed sadly: "When you die, you know everything is empty, but you don't see the same in Jiuzhou."

Several farmers who still wanted to sacrifice him lowered their heads, feeling a little guilty.

Although they are grassroots people, how can they really be without righteousness?

At this moment, the light of a torch shone in front of him.

"What a dog official of the Song court, full of poetic morality, has ruined Duke Jiaxuan, and is still ruining Yue Wumu and Lu Fangweng. I want to ask who you are who stripped the people of their people, but turned around and gave them to the Hulu The old coin?! Loyalty to the king and serve the country? After beheading you, a gentle scum, you will be called loyal to the king and serve the country!"

Although they haven't seen him yet, only heard his voice, all the villagers have already felt the awe-inspiring majesty of the coming man.

Suddenly, Shen Huan, who was full of "righteousness" just now, knelt down first.

"Criminal officer Shen Huan respectfully welcomes Master Wang. Criminal officials have always opposed peace negotiations, but it is impossible to disobey orders, so we have to..."

"Enough! You can bully others, but you can't bully me. Someone, take this dog down, and sacrifice the flag tomorrow!

In the night, rows of soldiers in front appeared, and someone stepped forward and held Shen Huan down.

Afterwards, an elegant and majestic general with three long beards stepped forward and glanced at the villagers. He didn't say anything else, but said something quite honest.

"Tomorrow the fellow villagers will go to Qingshiji, Master Wang will open a warehouse to release grain..."