Shennong Sequence

Chapter 2 Dead Man
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Before Zhao Yun was reincarnated, he knew that after he accidentally bumped into Tai Shang, he was destined to be a stupid guy with a special ability for the rest of his life!
But this plug-in seems to be rewarded for hard work... although it is still evolving other functions.

But he couldn't understand the fact that he had no money to pay taxes and would be sent to the army...

Damn it.

And this dad has become a gambler!

The words of a gambler should never be trusted!
What is the solution to this situation?
Should I go into exile with my mother who has worked hard all her life?

Or should we just rob the money and send this gambler to serve as a soldier?

Since ancient times, loyalty and filial piety have been difficult to achieve, so let...

At this time, the tax collector slowly came to the door of Zhao Yun's house with the list, the village chief, and dozens of guards.

Behind him were seven or eight people whose families did not have enough money to pay the autumn tax, and who were imprisoned and tied up by these officers and soldiers and were about to be sent into exile.

The village chief walked up to the crowd and said slowly:
"Zhao Hanxiang, your whole family is here, so please pay this year's autumn tax."

Yue Cui'e was so happy about the money she had just received that she did not urge her son to leave.

And now the money was taken away by that damned old man, and his son couldn't leave...

Think about it again, we often heard about the barbarians breaking into Yumen Pass at that time. There were no swords or spears on the battlefield. If my son went there with such a thin appearance, he would definitely die without a trace left!
Be anxious!!!

Yue Cui'e had no choice but to kneel down and beg the village chief and the tax collector, saying, "Village Chief Zhao, Tax Collector Huang, can you delay the tax payment for two more days? Then I will pay all the taxes!"

When the officers and soldiers behind heard this, they were surprised that there was still delay on this last day to pay taxes?

I immediately knew the situation of this family!

When I saw Zhao Yun again, the man with a slightly tanned body but handsome face, who kept frowning and standing still, I felt like he was a sick man...

And be exiled?
The big shot who came from the capital to supervise the war is investigating the issue of vacant troops in the garrisons and the lack of soldiers receiving pay.

Therefore, this group of exiles were lucky in that they would not be thrown directly to the border. Instead, some strong men were selected to fill the garrison troops.

In addition, Niu Baihu from Wuyang Guard Station in Yanshan County likes homosexuality...

I like this kind of pretty boy!

Captain Cheng Hongan, who led the flag team of officers and soldiers, looked at the soldiers under his command.

They smiled at each other again.

It’s never a wrong thing to curry favor with those above you!

Village Chief Zhao knew about Zhao Yun's family, but he could only sigh:

"Hey, I can't make the decision on this matter. If you want to blame someone, just blame the gambling bug in your family."

"Humph!"

Huang Guofa, the tax collector, snorted coldly and said:

"If you could pay this tax, you should have paid it long ago! Why didn't you wait until the last day to collect the money?"

"It's too late!"

"Come here, round up these three of them. Let's see if we should send the whole family to the frontier as soldiers, or leave some money and only send one or two?"

Xiaoqi Cheng Hongan led his men to surround the three members of Zhao Yun's family.

Seeing that there was no other way, Yue Cui'e could only collapse on the ground helplessly, crying loudly.

Although Zhao Yun has obtained the golden finger, he is dizzy and dazed because of his premature enlightenment. If he goes to the border, he will probably be thrown directly into the cannon fodder camp, right?

He wanted to pounce on his father Zhao Hanxiang and snatch the money, but he was too weak to do so...

I took just two steps and my head started to hurt badly.

Alas, it’s too early to awaken my wisdom…

Zhao Hanxiang looked at the family.

One wanted him dead.

I have hit my head and am shaking every time I walk. How much money would it cost to call a doctor to treat me?

With that money, he might as well go to the gambling house and try his luck. Maybe he can win back all his previous losses!
As long as he wins back, he will really stop gambling...

"My Lord, I have money!"

Zhao Hanxiang shook the dusty purse in his hand, and the sound of copper coins colliding could be heard.

"Oh, you really have a lot of money! Why don't you bring it here!"

Huang Guofa, the tax collector, said this with a mocking tone.

If there was enough money in the bag, this family wouldn't be fighting here.

money! money! money!
A penny can make a hero fall.

It can cause fathers and sons and brothers to become enemies and stop communicating with each other.

It can make birds of the same forest fly away separately when disaster strikes...

Zhao Hanxiang said flatteringly:

"Sir, this year's tax is 7 silver coins for an adult man and 4 silver coins for a woman or child."

"I only have one ounce of silver here. Can you spare me one ounce of silver and let me...let my son stay?"

Yue Cui'e, who was crying, was suddenly startled!
Zhao Hanxiang hated Yue Cui'e, this evil woman, because she not only didn't give him money, but also slashed him in the chest with a pair of scissors.

And if I keep my son, I can still support him in his old age...

"Humph, taxes are paid to the country. Why don't you go ask the emperor to see if it can be reduced? Otherwise, you can go to the army and let them stay?"

"No no no!"

On Zhao Hanxiang's end, he immediately shook it like a rattle.

If he was willing to protect the mother and daughter, why would he have robbed them of their money...

He had no choice but to hand over the copper coin worth 7 cents to the tax collector Huang.

Huang Guofa immediately recited it in his mouth and wrote it on the list: "Zhao Hanxiang's family of three paid 7 cents in taxes, and the mother, son, old and young filled the border army..."

Zhao Yun sighed in his heart, but felt helpless.

I can only hope that during my exile to the border, I can quickly learn a few skills and make my body stronger.

By then, I might be able to make a name for myself in the frontier army, and even try to climb up step by step...

Cheng Hongan, the flag officer of the garrison, suddenly said:

"Wait a minute, young man, your name is Zhao Yun, right?"

"Yes, sir, you..."

When Zhao Yun saw the officers and soldiers looking at him with smiles, as if they were looking at goods, he suddenly became curious. What were they doing?
What's going to happen again?

Xiaoqi Cheng Hongan squinted his eyes and looked at Zhao Yun and continued:

"I see that you are a talented person. Why don't you join my Wuyang Guard and become a military household? This way, the tax for one whip can be reduced by half, and you can go home after work every day and serve your parents."

"And when we get to the garrison, I will introduce you to a great man. You can wait by his side. When you become successful, he will help and take care of us. How do you think?"

Zhao Yun, Yue Cui'e, Zhao Hanxiang, Zhao Cunzheng, including Huang Guofa who was to write on the tax policy, and several others who were to be sent to the frontier as exiles, were all shocked!
Zhao Yun is so lucky!
How come Xiaoqi Cheng Hongan suddenly values ​​him and even recommends him to a big shot...

Zhao Yun was also thinking in shock:

'A pie in the sky?'

"My tiger body trembles with might and dominance. All of you virtuous people, come and kneel down and worship me?"

But if you think about it, you will know that this is impossible. So Zhao Yun became alert.

It was just the eager gazes of the parents and village chiefs around him;

The others who were to be exiled were almost staring at him to death with envy and jealousy;
And the smiles of those officers and soldiers...

Zhao Yun suddenly fell into the trap himself.

But if he doesn't join the garrison now, does he really have to go to the border to fight with his old mother?
After all, there is no choice.

In this case, it is better to go all out and cooperate with Officer Cheng Qi's tricks first.

Immediately, Zhao Yun thanked him in a loud voice:

"Thank you for your appreciation, sir. I will join the Wuyang Guard Station now. When I am appreciated by the great men, I will never forget your kindness in supporting me today."

"OK!"

The flag bearer Cheng Hongan, along with several other officers and soldiers around him, all burst into laughter.

The scene suddenly became joyful.

It's not as tense as before.

Then, Xiaoqi Cheng Hongan looked at Huang Guofa, who had a playful look in his eyes:
"Tax Collector Huang, although Zhao Yun has not yet been registered in my Wuyang Garrison, it should be okay if you make some concessions, right?"

The tax collector Huang Guofa didn't understand the tricks of these people.

But of course I could make a small concession, so he nodded.

"of course can!"

Then the tax collector Huang Guofa wrote down the following in his tax policy:
"Xiaoqi Cheng Hongan acts as guarantor. The tax for the three people of Zhao Hanxiang's family, a military household of Wuyang Guard, is reduced by half. The tax to be paid is 7 cents. The actual tax paid is..."

"Zhao Hanxiang, why don't you quickly take out the remaining half a penny?"

"Oh, here I give it to you!"

Zhao Hanxiang, as if in a dream, took out another half penny.

Xiaoqi Cheng Hongan also instructed:
"Zhao Yun, say goodbye to your family, then bring some dry food and follow us quickly. We will go to the next house first..."

The tax collector walked forward.

The crisis at home seemed to have been resolved.

But the sad look that flashed across old man Zhao Hanxiang's face from time to time made Zhao Yun somewhat suspicious.

However, Yue Cui'e burst into laughter and was genuinely happy for her son.

Even though the garrison was a shabby place and the low-level soldiers were worse off than hired farmers, it was still a way out if someone recommended someone higher up!
"My son, when you go to the guard post, you should speak nicely to those important people."

"If you have any suffering, just come back and tell mom. Don't make up stories about others in front of your colleagues... Let's not fight and be aggressive. Let's stand firm first and pay attention to safety."

Zhao Yun still had feelings for his biological mother in this life. He lowered his head and listened to his loving mother's instructions before he left.

Then he also reminded the mother:

"Mom, I know!"

"Besides, the guard post is not far away. I will come back to see you every three to five days."

"From now on, mother, you don't have to work so hard. Just take care of the crops in the fields. I also give out money at the guard post... and when you have money, change it into wheat, rice and flour and keep it at home. Don't give the money to my father..."

At this moment, Zhao Yun, who suddenly had a livelihood, seemed to have become the pillar of this family.

He looked again at the gambler father who had a bitter face and was trying to win sympathy.

How can you believe what a gambler says?

But we can only wait for him to come back from the garrison before we can deal with this gambler.

Shaking his confused head helplessly, he went back into the house, took a pancake, and chased after the large group of tax collectors in front.

When we were just walking not far from the hunter Zhang Sheng’s house.

Zhao Yun could hear the noisy commotion inside.

When he walked into the courtyard, he saw that Zhang Sheng, who was two meters tall, strong and muscular, was pressed to the ground by the skinny little flag bearer Cheng Hongan, and he couldn't even resist!
"These soldiers are really strong!"

"And Brother Zhang, how did you offend these soldiers?"

"Why are Village Chief Zhao and Tax Collector Huang lying on the ground with dusty faces?"

"Alas, if I become a soldier in the garrison, I should be able to learn this kind of excellent military skills, right?"

Zhao Yun was amazed in his heart.

Then, the tax collector Huang Guofa, with a dusty face, got up from the ground and staggered to the front of the hunter Zhang Sheng, who was pinned to the ground by the flag bearer Cheng Hongan.

"I told you not to pay taxes, and you still dared to kick me... Die now!"

Huang Guofa raised his leg and kicked Zhang Sheng on the head with all his strength.

Boom!

The dull sound rang out one after another.

Zhao Yun wanted to persuade them, but after thinking about it, he realized that his family had just escaped from the predicament, so how could he have the qualifications to persuade the officials?
Moreover, listen to the fury of the tax collector Huang and the cursing he kept saying.

After a quick analysis, Zhao Yun realized that it was Zhang Sheng, a foreign hunter who had moved from Niujiao Mountain, who had beaten Village Chief Zhao and Tax Collector Huang.

If he dared to persuade her at this time, he might only add fuel to the fire.

But what Zhao Yun didn't expect was that he was too timid to speak up to persuade them, but the small flag Cheng Hongan was quite kind and started to persuade them.

"Okay, Old Huang, if you kick me again, I'll die."

"If I die, I die. How can a hunter rebel against the heaven?"

The tax collector Huang Guofa disagreed and kicked down hard again as if he was angry.

Click~!

Even Zhao Yun found the sound this time a little different.

The small flag Cheng Hongan dispersed the bone-penetrating force that had just acted on Zhang Sheng's head.

Then he moved his feet away from the still chest and looked at the tax collector Huang Guofa.

"Oh no, Old Huang, you really kicked this guy to death!"

"Dead, dead?"

The tax collector Huang Guofa's body and voice were trembling.

"Yes, he is dead!"

Xiaoqi Cheng Hongan said slowly.

Only those who have shouldered the burden can be called brothers...

The previous procedure for admitting Zhao Yun into the garrison was incorrect and somewhat illegal.

But now someone has died, so it must be legal!

When Zhao Yun walked into the door, he saw a white ball of light slowly emerging from the dead Zhang Sheng.

And the people around seemed not to have seen the white light ball...

There was also a yellow cloth that no one else could see. It unfolded before Zhao Yun's eyes, and the golden light intertwined to form a line of words.

[Skill discovered, do you want to pick it up? ]

(End of this chapter)