Zhang Jiuyan was curious because he had never seen such a scene when entering and leaving the city gate these days.

Could it be that the case of Wu Chun and Zhang Tianshou has made progress?

Instinctively, Zhang Jiuyan thought of Wu Chun and Zhang Tianshou. After all, he did this, so he was of course worried that something might happen.

But thinking about it for a moment, it is impossible. After all, if there was something about Wu Chun and Zhang Tianshou, would those students cry sadly?

This is obviously impossible.

I have to say that the authorities are confused and the bystanders are clear. At this time, Zhang Jiuyan was the authorities.

Zhang Jiuyan got off the carriage and squeezed into the crowd.

When he arrived at the notice, Zhang Jiuyan started to read it carefully word by word.

The ancients used traditional characters, but Zhang Jiuyan also knew them. After all, there was not much difference between traditional characters and simplified characters. Even if you don’t know the characters, you can guess them by combining the characters before and after.

Many people around him saw Zhang Jiuyan looking seriously, and couldn't help but ask: "Brother, can you understand what is written on it?"

Zhang Jiuyan was worried, looked at the notice and said, "The notice said that Emperor Tianqi has passed away, and Emperor Chongzhen has ascended the throne."

Emperor Aoki passed away on August 10, 2018, 2018, 2018, 2018, but it was September 4, 2018, and the news came. It was so slow.

Zhang Jiuyan's words shocked everyone. The people looked at Zhang Jiuyan incredibly, thinking that he was lying to lie.

Everyone knows that Emperor Tianqi is only in his twenties this year. How could such a young and strong man die if he eats well, dresses well, lives well, and uses well?

But when I thought about it, no one dared to say anything like this, it would be a serious crime to kill the nine clans.

"Brother, are you saying true? The emperor has really died?"

An old man over 70 years old asked Zhang Jiuyan uneasyly.

Zhang Jiuyan nodded and replied, "Brother-in-law, how dare I talk nonsense about such a thing? There are people from the yamen next to him."

The old man felt as if he was struck by lightning, and tears instantly surged in his eyes, "The emperor has passed away? The emperor has passed away? The emperor, the emperor."

The old man cried bitterly, his feet were unsteady, and he actually sat on the ground.

Many people around him heard that Emperor Tianqi had passed away, and the old man cried so hard that he started to sob. In the end, he cried bitterly.

There is a saying in ancient times that thunder, rain and dew are all for the sake of the Lord.

It means that no matter what the emperor does to you, it is a gift. Even if you want to kill you and kill your nine clans, you have to kneel down and thank you, kowtow and thank you.

This would naturally be a bit exaggerated. At that point, they would be beheaded and killed by the nine clans. It is impossible to sincerely thank them.

But this meaning is deeply rooted in people's hearts. Otherwise, there would not be a dynasty that would perish and so many people would die in the country.

Some people sacrifice their country for dynasties and some people sacrifice their martyrs for the emperor, so it must be based on public opinion, otherwise people would not have reached that level.

At this time, the people learned that Emperor Tianqi was dead. Under the influence of the Confucian culture for thousands of years, they were naturally sad and crying. This was not surprising.

Seeing that the people were crying one by one, Zhang Jiuyan couldn't stand stupidly, he had to follow the crowd, otherwise, wouldn't he be asking for trouble?

Zhang Jiuyan then shook his head and cried, "Last Emperor, my good late emperor, why did you leave? How could you tell us to live? My late emperor, come back soon, I won't live anymore."

Zhang Jiuyan buried his head, crying heartbrokenly, and only sighed and sighed at the small officials guarding the city gate beside him, nodding and admiring, this kid is really loyal and righteous.

After crying bitterly, Zhang Jiuyan finally left reluctantly.

When they left, many people were worried that Zhang Jiuyan would cry too hard and something happened on the road.

I invited the doctor, but because I told the doctor in advance that he was beaten, the doctor brought a lot of medicinal materials with me.

After watching for a while, the large and small bags of medicinal materials brought were basically left behind, and the doctor said it would be fine after eating.

However, for 100 days, Zhang Guicheng and his family of three should not think about doing physical labor.

Zhang Jiuyan settled the medicine money, a total of five taels of silver, no more than no more. Zhang Jiuyan seriously suspected that he had been robbed.

But Zhang Jiuyan didn't understand this thing either, so he could only say as much as the doctor said.

Fortunately, there were ten taels of silver given by Huang Yasheng, otherwise, Zhang Jiuyan would not know how to get through this level.

The doctor was sent away here, and Zhang Jiuyan was worried about Emperor Chongzhen's coming to power, and something was found there.

The person who came was named Zhang Guiyun, who was also a villager in Zhangjia Village and was also related to Zhang Jiuyan.

Seeing Zhang Jiuyan, Zhang Guiyun half bent her body, nodded constantly, and smiled with a pleasing smile.

No one is born to like others, but because they are forced by life, they have to choose humbleness.

Zhang Jiuyan smiled sincerely and asked, "Uncle, is there anything you have to do with me?"

Zhang Guiyun and Zhang Jiuyan's father Zhang Guisheng are of the same generation, so according to generation, Zhang Jiuyan has to be called Uncle Zhang Guiyun.

When Zhang Guiyun heard Zhang Jiuyan calling him uncle, she was happy, but her face was frightened, and she even said she didn't dare to bear it or not.

The two of them were polite, and Zhang Guiyun explained the purpose of the trip. It turned out that he was here to borrow money.

The summer tax stipulates that the latest should not exceed August, and now it is September, but Zhang Guiyun's family has not paid it yet. The family is selling hard, so they really can't pay it, so they asked Zhang Jiuyan to come.

"Uncle, how much do you want to borrow?"

"Two cents of silver, my family has to pay a total of three cents of silver. Now it's two cents away. Brother Yan, don't worry, I will definitely return this money to you."

The tax burden in the Ming Dynasty was actually not high. To put it simply, it was about 10% of the harvest of a mu of land a year.

This tax burden is still acceptable, after all, the remaining income of ordinary people can still survive.

Although it has to be paid for by the common people, it is still possible in general.

Especially at this time, Wei Zhongxian was at its peak. Dongchang and Jinyiwei had many eyewitnesses, and local governments did not dare to be too serious in oppression of the people. Therefore, although the people were living a hard life, they could survive it if they could hold on.

For example, in Zhangjia Village, there are only Zhang Jiuyan's family and Zhang Guiyun's family have not paid taxes, and other families have paid them all.

However, the year is not good now, and every family has lost three layers of skin during this marriage.

Of course, some places in Shaanxi are seriously affected by disasters, and the people starve to death or have to become refugees. This situation is naturally also true.

Zhang Jiuyan didn't say much, and searched through his pocket, took two pieces of silver, and thought that the two coins were almost the same, so he gave him the silver.
Chapter completed!