"Oh my god! What did you all do!" Red said with trembling hands.

He pointed to the tax officer and servant who had been tied up on the ground and fainted, and shouted.

"These are officials of the empire! Why are they here!"

"Official?" the patriarch frowned and said with a little hesitation: "Aren't these people robbers? How could they be officials?"

"Don't you recognize this logo?"

Red said as he pulled the tax officer's collar and pointed to the golden bird-shaped sign on his left bra.

"How lacking in common sense are you people!"

"It's over...it's all over now..."

Red murmured to himself in a daze.

A tax officer is a very good official position, and they are directly affiliated with local lords or governments. Those who can serve as tax officers either have strong relationships or outstanding abilities.

Neither of these two things could afford him or this small village.

The golden bird-shaped sign proves that this person is a nobleman, and this matter is even more difficult to deal with.

Although Red was a soldier retired from the Imperial Army, he was just a fool. Even though he was very skilled in martial arts, he could not cause any storm in the face of the power of the nobles.

If you anger the other party, the consequences will be unimaginable!

Red had seen the practices of the nobles in the imperial capital. The lives of civilians were not as good as those of the weeds on the roadside. If they were dissatisfied with their wishes, they would kill them on the spot.

"Why did the tax officer come here? Didn't he just collect taxes?" Red paced back and forth in a hurry.

Spring is now, and taxes will be paid in previous years when the autumn harvest is good, and these guys with a lot of heart will only come at that time.

"Does it mean..."

He had a question in his heart. Seeing that the tax officer and the guard showed no sign of awakening, he became ruthless and reached into the tax officer's chest collar.

Make no mistake, he has no special hobbies, but he saw a golden scroll there early.

Open the scroll, as expected, it was indeed a document issued by the lord, and the lord seal printed on the top can illustrate this point.

Red read quickly, there were very few readers in the empire, and no one could read in this kind of countryside.

He was originally an illiterate person, but after many years of joining the army, he often received paper orders from above. Because he was old, he often took charge of the escort officer. Under the influence of his eyes, he gradually recognized the words.

"For the people of the leadership, in order to celebrate the new emperor of the empire, the kind lord, specially summoned a hundred maids to enter the lord's mansion to listen to the teachings of the new emperor of the empire. In addition, please prepare offerings in each village..."

The further he read, the cold sweat oozed out of Red's forehead, and his white fingers made the parchment wrinkle.

This time the tax officer came, it turned out to be the order issued by the lord!

Not only that, in addition to choosing maids, taxes in each village have also increased by half!

Oh my God, you have to know that you have to pay 70% of the tax, and if you add 1.5%, that's not 8.5%. Do you want people to live?

Moreover, the implementation time will take effect immediately. With the consistent style of these nobles, the villagers will definitely pay the agricultural tax for last year.

Spring and autumn harvesting are now the season for sowing. The village has also taken out some of the grain to the new people, sowing them, and preparing to take back the grain when the autumn harvest is over.

If we have to pay a half percent of the tax, wouldn’t we not even have enough food?

That's all. The village is surrounded by mountains and rivers and can barely survive a year with the terrain. But the key point is that this unconscious tax official.

As a nobleman and an imperial official, he was knocked and knocked out near the village by someone, so the village would definitely be inescapable of responsibility.

Red quietly turned his gaze to the patriarch.

"What's wrong? You look very bad. Are you sick?" The patriarch patted Red on the shoulder with a haha. He couldn't see any panic. The other tribesmen also did their own things and did not take the tax officer seriously at all.

"No... nothing..." Red absent-mindedly slapped the patriarch's hand.

These people are outsiders, and there is no record on the lord.

If...if you separate your relationship and don't know anything, at least the villagers can save their lives.

Yes, it can be said that they are bandits. In this case, although the village will inevitably pay taxes, it will at least not be affected.

But...

Red was very hesitant. The patriarch and his group of people had been here for a month. They got along well with the villagers and often helped with farm work. If you say you owe it, others don’t owe them at all. Instead, they accepted a lot of help from each other.

The other party helped clean up some places where dangerous species were occupied, and many prey were distributed.

Although these people have unknown origins and strong force, their minds are very simple.

Unlike the rotten people in the imperial capital, they have clear grudges and straightforward personalities.

But no matter what, this is indeed a matter of their trouble.

If they hadn't knocked the tax officer out...

"When we came, we saw him pulling Marledo at the head of the village and smiling lewdly, and he didn't know what he was yelling."

"It's a thief at first glance. He was not convinced after being educated by us. He even said he wanted us to look good." The patriarch laughed and said, "It's so funny. This little arm and calves can pinch him into a ball if he picks a child in the clan."

"You go back first, and this guy will be left to us for treatment." The patriarch raised a bundle of fresh meat from the tent, "Take it, go back and rest more. It's so weak that you don't go to Marledo's house to play at night, be careful not to stand up, hahaha."

"..." Red looked at the patriarch and sighed.

At this time, a small boat slowly floated from the lake.

"Mr. Jiang Yu! It's Mr. Jiang Yu!"

"Really! Lord Jiang Yu is back! Where is it? Where is it!"

Red and the patriarch followed the sound and his eyes shifted.

Everyone welcomed Jiang Yu to the shore.

"Master Jiang Yu, are they..." the patriarch asked curiously at the five little girls behind Jiang Yu.

"These are the children I saved by chance. They are homeless. This time I came here to take care of you." Jiang Yu replied: "I heard what you were talking about just now. Did something happen?"

"A trivial matter is just a few little thieves." The patriarch waved his hand, "Mr. Jiang Yu has a request, so we will naturally not refuse. Let these little girls be taken care of by us, and we will definitely take them seriously."

"Wait." Red suddenly interrupted the conversation between the two. He leaned close to Jiang Yu and whispered: "Are you free? I want to talk to you alone in some things."
Chapter completed!