Two days had passed in a blink, yet the village still wallowed in the grief and anguish of deaths and pillaging by bandits.
As Chen Ku had guessed, under the wise leadership of Old Master Li, the Li Jiyang family had escaped the calamity.
Over these two days, Village Chief Chen had finally played his role, taking several villagers to each household to tally the population, cancel household registrations, and tally the upcoming autumn taxes.
"Bandits have ravaged our lands; this is a man-made disaster. The only thing I can do is go to the township over these next two days to beg for a favor from the authorities and have those who perished removed from the poll tax..."
Village Chief Chen's home had also been raided, but his loss wasn't as great as that of Guo Xiangshen's household. Even so, he had aged by seven or eight years and seemed cloaked in an air of twilight. During these two days, Chen Ku had almost confirmed that his actions were faultless.
