Mr. Bai invited everyone to sit down in the front hall. The servants quickly served tea while the butler went down to arrange lunch.

It is said that you come to drink water. Of course, it is not as simple as drinking water. Of course, you have to eat and talk.

Magistrate Fu was used to it, because every time he went to the countryside, he would be entertained by either the village chief or the gentry and landlords from various places. He couldn't go to the homes of people with the worst conditions to eat, could he?

Mr. Bai also had experience in entertaining officials who went to the countryside. He first asked about the situation in other places, and then asked about the current arrangements of the county, and then said that he would definitely cooperate with the county's policies and do a good job in the summer and autumn harvests.

Magistrate Fu got a headache when he talked about harvesting. He turned around and asked the village chief and village chief about the situation in the fields in the village.

The headman sighed and asked the village chief to speak.

The things at home can be faked, but the crops in the fields grow there. He just wants to say that the situation is optimistic, but Magistrate Fu has to believe it.

As soon as he walked into the field, he saw everything.

One of the two most severely damaged areas in Qili Village was right by the river. Magistrate Fu must have seen them just walking from the other side of the river to this side.

When the village chief saw the village chief sighing, he glanced at Manbao calmly, then sighed too and began to cry for poverty.

Lao Zhoutou didn't know that the village chief's nephew was very playful. He felt that what the village chief said was right, so he sat aside and nodded repeatedly.

In fact, the situation in Qili Village is better than the situation in the villages and towns that County Magistrate Fu visited before.

Because of this, he was even more worried because the disaster area was so large.

After thinking for a while, he looked at Mr. Bai and sighed: "The state government issued an order for each county to collect the displaced victims. Although our Luojiang County is remote, a lot of refugees have poured in. And they are all from Yizhou.

There are always relatives and friends who come to seek refuge, so now there are many refugees in the city and under its jurisdiction."

Mr. Bai nodded to express his understanding.

"Some of the refugees brought their belongings with them, which could temporarily meet their daily needs, but most of them escaped empty-handed. The floods were not like other natural disasters. They came quickly and violently. Many families did not have time to bring out their belongings, so there was a constant flow of water in the city.

We are cooking relief porridge, but this is not a long-term solution."

After the rain stopped, Master Bai sent two loads of grain to the county government. Other landowners also did the same, which was regarded as support.

Although this batch of donations adds up to a small amount, it is still a drop in the bucket for the refugees in Luojiang County.

Therefore, Magistrate Fu hinted that the food in the county government treasury was almost exhausted, and if the next disaster relief was to be provided, the only option was to apply for the opening of the county granary.

Each county has a granary, which is used to deal with natural disasters, but to open a granary to release grain, you must apply to the state.

It would be fine if the target is local people, but now it is the refugees from outside who need relief. I am afraid the local people will have objections.

Therefore, Magistrate Fu asked them to pay attention to the words, deeds and attitudes of the villagers, and it would be best to persuade them that love has no boundaries.

Of course, he does not only care about the refugees, but also the local people. This time, the county government will provide a subsidy to all those whose houses collapsed in the flood.

He also saw the moldy rice and wheat just now, and it was basically the same in other places. Wherever the houses collapsed, the food was basically damp and moldy.

Although theoretically eating this kind of food will not kill anyone, eating too much is not good either.

With the current ability of the county government, it can only subsidize those whose houses have collapsed. If we want to expand the scope of subsidies, we may need the help of people like Mr. Bai.

Mr. Bai could tell that he was hinting to them, the landowners, to donate grain again, this time mainly to the local people.

He pondered for a moment. In fact, this is also good for landowners like them.

For example, since he is from Qili Village, most of the food he donates will be distributed to the villagers in Qili Village. This will not only help his neighbors, but also help him and the Bai family gain prestige.

Anyway, I originally planned to donate another batch, and it would be better if I could donate it to the folks outside my home, so Mr. Bai nodded and agreed, saying that he would definitely cooperate with the county's policy.

The topic opened up, and Mr. Bai relaxed a little. After pondering for a moment, he couldn't help but ask about the autumn tax.

Although the Bai family has a strong financial background, the disaster was also severe.

The Bai family's land is not only limited to Qili Village, Baimaguan Town, other villages and towns in Luojiang County, but also has land in Brazil County and Yizhou. Therefore, he was affected by the disaster unevenly and the scope of the disaster was extremely wide.

Well, although he has a small family, he has a lot of servants. Slaves also have to pay a certain tax. With such a severe disaster, does the court really not consider reducing or mitigating the autumn tax?

Magistrate Fu paused. He originally wanted to discuss this topic with Mr. Bai in private, but when he saw the master wink at him, Magistrate Fu thought about it for a moment and understood.

Talking to Mr. Bai in private is confidential, but talking here is semi-public. There are advantages to both, and the advantage of the latter is that it can help him accumulate a certain amount of goodwill and prestige among the villagers.

"In the Yizhou area, the directly damaged states and counties will definitely be exempt from tax." Even if the imperial decree did not come down, County Magistrate Fu knew that it would be possible, not only because the disaster was serious this time, but also because it was Wei Zhi who came to provide relief.

Wei Zhi was the secretary-supervisor, and he was well-known for being fair and honest in the court.

"But in other states and counties where the disaster was not so serious, such as our Luojiang County, if the state government does not report it, it will be too difficult to reduce or reduce taxes."

Compared with Yizhou, the disaster in Brazil County was not too severe. At this time, people were panicking. Magistrate Fu speculated that the governor might not reduce or reduce the autumn tax in order to look good.

This guess was made by County Magistrate Fu who went to Brazil twice for meetings and tried to figure out his intentions.

It can be said that in terms of political performance requirements, the wishes of County Magistrate Fu and Governor Wang are exactly opposite.

Unfortunately, Governor Wang was Magistrate Fu's boss.

When he heard the topic of tax reduction and exemption, even Lao Zhoutou, who had always lowered his head, couldn't help but perk up and looked at Magistrate Fu eagerly.

If taxes could be reduced or reduced this year, he didn't know other families, but his old Zhou family would definitely be able to get through it, and life wouldn't be particularly difficult.

But when they heard that the governor was not very willing to report the matter, Old Zhoutou and the village chief looked disappointed again.

The chief glanced at the two people who were paying attention to everything, but said nothing.

Man Bao and Bai Shanbao also listened with great interest. She already knew some of the ways of the world and knew that it was impossible for Magistrate Fu to go beyond the governor to report such a thing.

She also sighed.

Bai Shanbao also sighed.

The two children sighed loudly. Magistrate Fu looked at Coke and asked with a smile, "What are you sighing for?"

Man Bao said: "We can just change the governor to one who wants to reduce taxes as much as you do."

Lao Zhoutou was so frightened that he reached out to cover her mouth and apologized again and again, "My lord, please atone for my sins. I don't know how to speak nonsense..."

Magistrate Fu was also startled, but he didn't care very much and said with a smile: "Don't take the children's words to heart."

Bai Shanbao also said of her, "It is very difficult to change the governor. If we think about changing the governor, it is better to think about having a bigger official than him come to our place. Then we can directly mention it to him."

Man Bao took off his father's hand and nodded repeatedly, "Yes, yes, the county magistrate is younger than the governor, so the county magistrate has to listen to the governor, then it would be nice to have another official who is older than the governor. The younger official

You have to listen to the officials."
Chapter completed!