The place ahead is Jiang Dasheng's home.
After the soldiers entered, Yang Cuicui's loud voice immediately began to wail, as if afraid others wouldn't hear her.
Previously, to treat Jiang Liangye's 'root', the household's food had virtually all been exchanged.
Now, with the grain tax due, there was no way to pay it.
Yang Cuicui cried and made a scene, and Jiang Dasheng occasionally chimed in, but Jiang Yuyu was nowhere to be seen, likely hiding inside the house, afraid of the soldiers.
Faced with such a shrew, the soldiers were extremely annoyed.
"Stop creating a ruckus and pay up quickly!"
Yang Cuicui sat on the ground crying, "Official Master, it's not that I won't pay! It's that our family really has nothing left."
Somehow, Yang Cuicui spotted Chuzheng standing behind and pointed at her, "Official Master, it's her, she caused my son to be cut off from future generations, for his treatment, we've run out of grain, it's all because of her!"
