There were old farmers in the crowd, and they even talked to the people sent by the officials last time. They were more courageous, so they tentatively said:

"Mr. Sir, our village has many mountains and little land, but the officials have not allowed us to plant more mulberry fields. We must grow food."

"Aren't these mulberries and rice all the same? I wonder if we can go back and talk to the officials in the government office so that we can plant more mulberry fields next year?"

The young man laughed and pointed at the old farmer:

"This fellow, are you bullying my youth and trying to harm me? The amount of grain to be grown in each pavilion and village was decided at the beginning."

"As long as you don't encroach on farmland, if you plant mulberry trees in other places, it'll be fine, but not in designated farmland."

"Otherwise, where would there be so much food?"

The old farmer showed an honest expression and smiled sheepishly:

"Yes, yes, I was confused and made Mr. Lang laugh."

The young man chatted with everyone for a while, then got up and left.

Zhang Tingchang, on the other hand, looked at their leaving figures with a sly smile on his face.

Can the people sent from the county be accompanied by elite soldiers?

Who are you coaxing?

After thinking about it carefully, I made sure that I didn't say anything that crossed the line, and then I smiled proudly.

After the two government officials led their entourage away from the crowd and walked for a long time, the middle-aged man suddenly asked:
Chapter completed!