The pension plan of the ancient cannon fodder woman

After Su He finished his instructions, he took a deep breath and rushed forward. He tried to rush forward several times but couldn't get in. Su He gritted his teeth, took out a handful of silver coins, and imitated the scenes on TV, "Why is there silver all over the ground!!"

"Where is it? It's mine, it's mine!"

"Hey, this is the penny I lost, don't steal it from me!"

The crowd, which had been relatively quiet, suddenly became excited.

The county magistrate in the room was named Zhang. He was just about to sentence Zhou and his group to 10 strokes of the cane and a fine of 10 taels of silver each.

This was not the original sentence. He had accepted money from the grain shop owner Wang, and not only should these peasants be beaten with a stick, but they should also be jailed for a month and have their property lost. However, today, an embroidered robe official was sitting next to him, so he did not dare to act recklessly and could only give the grain shop owner Wang the heaviest sentence possible to give him an explanation.

Mother Zhang was right. The person sitting next to the magistrate was indeed an official. More than that, he was an embroidered robe clerk who was responsible to the emperor alone and supervised all other officials. He was considered a rank, and although the embroidered robe clerks had no rank, no one in the entire officialdom dared to offend them openly.

As long as the Embroidered Uniform Officials said that they suspected you of corruption or being a spy, they could directly break into the homes of officials below the fifth rank and search them.

As a seventh-rank official, County Magistrate Zhang did not dare to put on airs.

"Now that the matter is clear, I will sentence..."

"Wait, sir, I have something to report!"

Su He rushed forward anxiously, and was accidentally knocked to the ground by the people around him, and he had to crawl forward.

Zhou had already collapsed to the ground, feeling hopeless.

When I heard Su He's voice in a trance, tears suddenly streamed down my face, and I murmured, "Lotus."

Su He finally ran to the front, but was stopped by the guards guarding the door.

"Who is making such noise?"

County Magistrate Zhang was frightened by Su He's shout. He slammed the gavel angrily and looked around to see who dared to disrespect the court.

"My Lord, I have found a spy!"

Su He used his ultimate move in the first sentence. County Magistrate Zhang was so frightened that he broke out in a sweat and subconsciously glanced at the embroidered-robes official.

"Whoever comes, please tell me your name."

Su He walked in smoothly and knelt down neatly, "Sir, I am Su Hehua, the niece of Zhou Min next door. We are both villagers of Liushu Village. Sir, I suspect that Wang, the shopkeeper of Shen's Grain Store, is a spy from the Dali Kingdom."

Su He was unusually firm this time.

"Do you have any evidence?"

Magistrate Zhang asked with a stern face. Although he looked fair on the surface, he was actually very angry. If the embroidered uniform clerk had not been there, he would have beaten the woman with twenty boards immediately.

He is such a conscientious official, how could a spy live under his nose?

"My Lord, please allow me to explain in detail."

"Last year, when I redeemed myself from the Zhao Mansion and lived with my brother and sister-in-law at my grandmother's house, I discovered a food that is similar to sweet potatoes but has a higher yield than sweet potatoes. Because of its bright red skin, I named it sweet potato. When I was farming last year, I found that it produced more than 4,000 kilograms per mu. I was very excited. The villagers in the village were having a hard time, so I didn't think too much and shared it with everyone to replant together..."

etc.

How many pounds?

"How dare you, Su Hehua, lie in court? In the south of our dynasty, where the land is the most fertile, the maximum yield per mu is less than 2,000 kilograms. How dare you make up such a lie?"

When the matter came to an end, Su He calmed down instead, "Your Excellency is very wise, I dare not lie."

"Go on."

Su He glanced at the person who was speaking and found that it was the man next to the magistrate.

Su He glanced at County Magistrate Zhang again and found that he was angry but dared not speak, so she knew that this man was the boss.

"Yes, sir. Everyone in Liushu Village has participated in the cultivation of sweet potatoes. Because I discovered that the sweet potatoes grow in winter, after the spring planting and harvest in June, I boldly replanted them again. This time, the whole village participated. I calculated the time. If successful, we can harvest another batch in late October or early November."

"Fortunately, with God's blessing, I was able to accomplish it. It's just a little regrettable."

County Magistrate Zhang was about to stand up excitedly, but when he heard the regret, he immediately became anxious.

"What's the regret?"

Is this great political achievement gone?

"Unfortunately, the best first- and second-class fields are planted with wheat, corn and other crops, so people in our village can only find wasteland to plant crops, so the yield per mu is not that high, about 2,000 kilograms per mu."

County Magistrate Zhang was stunned. He leaned back unconsciously and only came to his senses when he touched the cold chair.

He can harvest two thousand kilograms from the wasteland, he is going to be promoted!

"Haha, Su Hehua, you did a good job. Your village is great. Are the sweet potatoes still there?"

"Most of them are here. People in the village are still waiting for next spring ploughing."

"Most of it? Where does the small part go?"

“I sold some of it.”

"sold?!"

Even the Embroidered Uniform Officials were speechless. These villagers couldn't even keep such a high-yield crop.

Su He noticed the reactions of these people and sneered in his heart. He thought that these people would not think that everyone in their village was stupid.

"Sir, the uncles and aunts in the village are desperate. If they don't sell their grain, they won't survive the winter. It just so happens that grain merchants are buying at high prices, so some of them are sold and most of them are kept for spring plowing."

County Magistrate Zhang was extremely anxious. These peasants had no idea what was good and would do anything for a little food. It would be terrible if all the sweet potatoes were eaten up in the winter. How could he get promoted?

"In that case, hurry up, Cheng Putou, take some people and go buy the sweet potatoes back."

Magistrate Zhang stood up anxiously and immediately arranged for his confidants to snatch the things first.

"Wait a minute, sir. I haven't finished speaking yet."

Su He looked at this legendary county magistrate with great contempt in his heart. He was even worse than their village chief.

"Anything else?"

"Sir, the grain merchant is buying sweet potatoes for seven coins per pound. Do you want to pay in cash or do you do the same as other grain merchants, exchanging some old grain and some silver? Sir, our village uses a lot of copper coins, so you need to prepare more."

County Magistrate Zhang's face froze. Pay? He had never thought of paying. This woman was so bold as to ask him for money.

"But even if the magistrate wants to buy it, the people in our village dare not sell it to him."

Magistrate Zhang felt that Su Hehua was simply playing a trick on him. "How dare you, you rude people, tease me? This is a great thing that benefits the country and the people. If your village is unwilling to offer it, then forget it. Can't I buy it?"

"Sir, this is the point that He Hua wants to make. There are spies threatening our Wang family. Please, sir, make a decision for us ordinary people!"

Su He shed two bitter tears.

"Spies? What does that have to do with sweet potatoes?"

"Sir, the spy is Shopkeeper Wang of Shen's! He secretly works for the Kingdom of Dali. He heard that our village has a high yield of grain, so he threatened and bribed our village chief, wanting us to hand over the grain. The village chief refused, so he found our Wang family and wanted to buy all the sweet potatoes at the price of 2 cents per pound. We peasants rely on this little grain to survive, so how could we be willing to pay such a low price? Who knew that Shopkeeper Wang would have a crooked idea when he saw that we disagreed? More than half a month ago, my cousin's wife disappeared for no reason. We searched for a long time but couldn't find her. As a result, when we saw her again, she was kidnapped by Shopkeeper Wang. My poor cousin's wife, she still has a son waiting for her at home."

Su He's acting skills burst out at this moment. Thinking of her family members crying and hugging their heads, tears finally flowed from her eyes.