At this time, Yang Yan heard someone whispering:

"This is also going to be taxed, then there is also a tax, and we are not allowed to live."

"The Manichaeans will kill us all when they come, and I don't think we need to wait for the Manichaeans to kill us, and we will all die."

"No, I've heard that the Manichaeans don't kill the common people, but only those who hold office, and they don't collect taxes in the places occupied by the Manichaeans."

"Really? That's great, if that's the case, I'm going to want the Manichaeans to come and kill all these bastards."

"Be quiet, don't let them hear it, if they do, they will immediately tie you up in the county and be alone as a Manichaean."

"Afraid of what? If you catch it, you will be robbed, and you can only wait to starve to death at home, and you will still have food in prison when you are caught."

Although the voice of their discussion was not loud, Yang Yan's internal skills were pure and he could hear them clearly. Although he is not an official now, he is a person who has been an official after all, and he can't help but feel in his heart at this time: Meng Ziyun is "harsh and fiercer than a tiger." That's not bad at all. Although after Zhao Tuan ascended the throne, the overall governance was relatively relaxed, but there were still various problems in remote places, and if I didn't go to Guangnan and live in Lin'an, I would know about these things. It is not for nothing that Manichaeism can gain momentum in Quang Nam in a short period of time.

At this time, I suddenly heard someone say, "Stop." Yang Yan saw that there were more than 20 people from outside the village, divided into black and white, holding a domed soft bridge, which was covered with white veil, but a slender figure could be seen sitting inside. Yang Yan saw that everyone's clothes were embroidered with a flame pattern. Yang Yan knew that this pattern was the symbol of Manichaeism, and this was still the jurisdiction of the Great Song Dynasty, and Manichaeism dared to appear openly.

In fact, he didn't know that after nearly 40 years of spreading, Manichaeism had penetrated deep into the people in the two vast areas, and now in addition to the secret activities in the cities and counties of Dazhou, all the places in the mountains and suburbs have appeared so openly. The government doesn't have that much energy to manage.

Qian Kongmu looked like a Manichaean person, and his face changed in fright. Because he knew that what Manichaeism did was what it was to rebel. And now it is a group of people who represent the court of the Great Song Dynasty here. What's more, just now he claimed that the tax collection was used to extort Manichaeism. Although he said that the number of people on his side was more than that of Manichaeism, he had not heard of Manichaean legends, and said that they would ask the gods to send generals, six dings and six armors, invulnerability, scattering beans into soldiers, calling for wind and rain, etc. Although there are many people on his side, he is by no means an opponent.

However, Qian Kongmu was still on an errand in the county, and said boldly: "We are collecting autumn taxes here, but it's none of your business, our well water doesn't interfere with river water, and the two have nothing to do with it."

I saw that the white yarn of the soft bridge was about one point, and the person sitting in the sedan chair was indeed a woman, she had a long shawl, no fat powder, and was very beautiful. Dressed in black and white light yarn, he sat cross-legged in the sedan chair, and looked a little like Guanyin. However, Yang Yan felt that this girl was somewhat familiar, as if she had seen it there, but she couldn't remember it for a while. However, he didn't notice that Xin Huan's face had also changed, and he quietly hid behind Yang Yan.

The woman's eyes didn't move, she seemed to glance at Yang Yan, and then leaned down slightly, and whispered a few words to a black-clothed man on the left side of the soft sedan chair. Then the black-clothed man said: "The Holy Aunt has a saying, if you take all the things of the villagers and pay taxes, then how can the villagers survive. The gods of light have good lives, and we pay their taxes for them. Do you calculate, how many dozens is it to break it into copper coins?"

As soon as he called the Holy Aunt, Yang Yan immediately remembered that this woman was the masked woman who broke into the palace that night, no wonder she was a little familiar. But she's actually a Manichaean saint.

As soon as Qian Kongmu heard that they were willing to pay taxes for the villagers, instead of looking for their own trouble, his heart was a little more settled, and he calculated it quickly, and he made a calculation and said: "Add the consumption and dismantle it into copper coins plus the monthly pile money, a total of 1,856 yuan and 500 yuan."

At this time, two white-clothed people came over with a wooden box, put the money in front of Kong Mu and said: "Here are two thousand yuan, don't look for it, take it and leave immediately." Qian Kongmu opened the lid and saw that it was indeed a box full of copper coins, and it was estimated that there were 17,800 yuan without two dry runs, and he couldn't help but be overjoyed, for fear that they would regret it, and he hurriedly asked someone to lift the box before the number of points, and drove the vehicle away.

After they left, Village Chief Qi hurriedly came to Zhong Xinyu and said, "This girl, you paid the tax for us, thank you so much. When do you think the money will be returned to you?"

Zhong Xinyu smiled slightly and said, "Village Chief, you don't have to pay back this money. You don't have to thank me, we didn't give them any money, we just lied to them."

Qi Cunzi was stunned for a moment and said, "I obviously saw that you gave them a box of copper coins."

Zhong Xinyu smiled slightly, waved his hand lightly, and a man in white came over with a smaller box, opened the lid of the wooden box, which was full of copper coins, and said, "You guys are optimistic." The villagers were puzzled, and just stared at it with wide eyes.

The man in white closed the lid again, and after a while, opened it again, and this time the box contained not copper coins, but a box of leaves. The villagers couldn't help but let out an exclamation. The man in white smiled slightly, closed the lid again, and when he opened it again, there was a box full of copper coins. At this moment, all the villagers couldn't help but be stunned. The man in white smiled: "I see, what they took away is actually just a box of leaves, not real copper coins, this is the power of the God of Light."

Zhong Xinyu said: "The God of Light has great powers and knows your suffering, so he sent us to rescue you from the sea of suffering. As long as you believe in the God of Light, one day you will be liberated from the sea of suffering and reach a bright and pure world." Saying that, a brilliant light suddenly appeared around the soft sedan chair, shrouding her whole person in the light, solemn, so that it really has a bit of Guanyin master's style.

The villagers of Qijia Village had seen this, and they had just seen the scene of the leaves turning into copper coins just now, and they were grateful to them for paying taxes for themselves, and they suddenly revered Zhong Xinyu about the god of light. One by one, they knelt on the ground and bowed to Zhong Xinyu.

Yang Yan watched coldly from the side. In fact, he knew very well that Zhong Xinyu's group was just playing a trick and playing a trick, and the box was actually a mezzanine, with copper coins on one layer and trees on one layer, which were used to pretend to be ghosts and coax these simple villagers. However, Yang Yan thought about it, no matter how happy they were, they also helped the villagers pay their taxes, and since they paid for it, they should always have some gains. Therefore, even if it is to coax the villagers to believe in Manichaeism, it can be regarded as a fate. Therefore, Yang Yan didn't say anything, but he always felt a little uncomfortable in his heart, but he couldn't say why?

Yang Yan suddenly remembered that in Jingjiang Mansion, Zhou Xin told him that the Manichaean missionary method was actually to use this trick to deceive people, and then to give some small favors, which seemed to be good. However, if it weren't for the fact that the taxes of the Great Song Dynasty were set too heavily and almost pressed down on the people to maintain them, Manichaeism would not have spread so easily in Guangnan, and the root cause was that the taxes were too heavy.

At this time, Xinyu's subordinates came to the villagers and preached to them the teachings and tenets of Manichaeism. And Zhong Xinyu's gaze looked at Yang Yan's side. When the two of them looked at each other, they both knew that the other had recognized them. Yang Yan calculated the situation, and once the fight started, although he was alone, it was not difficult to escape with Xin Huan and the others. However, where did Xin Huan go?

Zhong Xinyu said: "Lord Yang, after bidding farewell to the capital, don't come to Wuqiang."

Yang Yan smiled lightly and said, "Each other, each other, is the Holy Aunt okay?"

Zhong Xinyu smiled slightly, and suddenly said, "Xiaohuan, don't hide, come out."

Yang Yan was stunned for a moment, and then Xin Huan didn't know when he hid behind him. Hearing Zhong Xinyu's words, Xin Huancai poked his head out from behind Yang Yan in a daze, and said with a salivating face: "Big ...... Eldest sister, it turns out that you have already seen me."

Zhong Xinyu didn't have a good time begging: "I saw you as soon as I entered the village, your courage is not small, you ran out for more than ten days without greeting you, do you know how much everyone cares about you. If you don't come over quickly, you must come back with me this time."

Yang Yan was taken aback, he didn't expect that Xin Huan would be the sister of this Manichaean holy aunt, so she should also be a Manichaean person. Xin Huan hugged the two little tigers, and came to Zhong Xinyu's soft sedan chair in a sneer, first put the little tiger on the soft sedan chair, blinked and said, "Sister, you see how cute these two little tigers are, do you like it?" If you like it, I'll give you a hand, but it's not good."

Zhong Xinyu was so amused by her that she couldn't cry or laugh, twisted her face lightly, pulled her face and said, "Go back and settle accounts with you." Then he lowered his head and asked in Xin Huan's ear, "How did you come to be with that person."

Xin Huan looked at Yang Yan and briefly told Zhong Xinyu what had happened in the past few days.

After listening to this, Zhong Xinyu pondered for a while, and said, "Okay, I have something to tell him, it is inconvenient to speak in this village, you go and ask him to leave the village with us, and tell him that if he wants him not to use his heart, we will not hurt him."

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