Chapter 1147: If You Can't Pay Taxes, Sell Your Children_1
At this moment, another person couldn't hold back any longer. Recalling past events, Yang Chuxia could feel his rage even from her elevated position.
"Madam," someone picked up the thread, "the fact that he gave us less relief grain is one thing, but our villagers have long been accustomed to seeking shelter during the rainy season, which is why we would transport our grain elsewhere in advance. We could barely scrape by without the relief grain, but after that year, not only did our relief grain disappear, our land tax was increased by thirty percent, thirty percent! And we had to pay it twice a year! Even paying once a year is difficult for our region in Mianyang, yet our village had to do it twice! Even after last year's floods, we received no relief grain, yet we still had to pay heavy taxes. Family after family had no choice but to sell their children when they couldn't afford the taxes."
Hearing this, Yang Chuxia's expression turned grave.