The morning in Lantian County is a sunny day, and the morning is not a good time to drink.

However, in a large courtyard in the middle of the county, there was a group of people drinking, and there was no kaki to accompany them.

They still eat skewers, lamb skewers with bamboo skewers.

"Congratulations to Brother Ma, seeing that the people are fleeing, and some are selling land and ancestral property, he will definitely not be able to collect commercial taxes anymore."

During the feast, a man in his twenties with a mole on his left eye spoke to a man who looked not much different from his age.

"Hmm!" The person who is called Brother Ma is very proud.

He took a sip of wine: "How can the commercial tax be collected at will?" Twenty tax one, or thirty tax one, that's gross profit tax.

If the cost of what is sold is twenty dollars, and it is sold for thirty dollars, and a tax of one dollar is collected, it is ten dollars and one dollar.

What's more, after paying taxes, we naturally know how much money we have earned from trading, and the money will be remembered. ”

As soon as he spoke up, the others responded.

"What Brother Ma said is very true, you will pay the money once you buy and sell, and the court doesn't have to care about anything, but we have worked hard, how can there be such a good thing."

"He Wang Xun was sent over to be the county magistrate, and he presumed to collect taxes, do you really think that I will help him collect taxes?"

"But isn't it, why do we impeach him when he doesn't collect taxes well? You have to let him collect it directly. ”

"Oh, but it's a bit of a misery."

"Yes, yes, it's hard for the people, hahaha......"

"This idea was given by Brother Guan, and when the land is bought at a low price, it should be Brother Guan who has the lion's share." It was proposed.

Let's look at a man in his forties with a beard.

This person waved his hand again and again: "No, no, I'm just for revenge, my kiln in Wugong County was forcibly taken over, and someone behind the court helped."

I heard that this tax collection is also related to Li Yi, and the kiln has become his, and when the matter of Lantian County is completed, he will use it in Wugong County.

He looks like he loves the people, and I will let him know that he is powerful. At that time, the people of Wugong County fled to see what he would do. ”

"Yes, I have long seen that Li Yi is not pleasing to the eye, there are good things to take out, but I have never been close to us, this new uranium is actually sold at such a high price."

"It's a pity that Zhuangzi can't get in, otherwise I will call a few strong men to arrest him, and I will be able to relieve my anger later."

"Drinking, it won't take a few days, you just look and laugh."

At this time, in Lantian County, there were still rumors circulating that they were going to collect a poll tax.

There are too many rumors, and the people are frightened, and even some small rich families are distressed.

They are reluctant to sell their property, and their families have a large number of people, what can they do?

For a time, the people in Lantian County were panicked.

Wang Xunzheng, who was targeted, was sleeping with two beautiful women in his arms left and right.

As soon as he arrived in the county, he showed his identity, who am I a relative, I came to collect taxes, His Majesty is staring at it, you will do a good job for me.

The county order looked like he listened to Wang Xiancheng for everything, and the other chief bookkeepers and the small officials in the county flattered him.

And then there are people to feast and beautiful women to accompany each other every day.

The people in the county have said that they promise to handle this matter well.

"Proprietor, look at this child, his stomach hurts, and his face has changed."

After breakfast, when Li Yi's team continued to hurry, he ran over and rode in front, and the person on the horse was holding a child in his arms.

When the horse arrived, the man held the child, his feet were off the stirrup, his waist was strong, he twisted his body and swung his legs, and he turned directly from the horse to the ground, and the child in his arms was still held flat.

The little boy looked like he was five or six years old, grinning with a painful expression, beads of sweat on his forehead, and his hands on his stomach.

Li Yi turned around and opened the carriage, went in and reached out to pick up the child, and asked at the same time, "Where is the child's family?" ”

"More than ten miles ahead, we met when we went over, and we didn't have time to bring it all back." The sergeant replied.

"Go and ask, what did the child eat? Have you ever had the same pain before, and have you run and jumped today? Li Yi gave three questions.

The sergeant repeated, turned and mounted his horse and left.

Li Yi put the child on the disposal bed, pressed his hand on different places of the child, and asked, "Does it hurt, how does it hurt?" What about here? ”

While asking, he observed the child's expression, and without waiting for the sergeant to come back, Li Yi's hand was placed on the child's stomach and gently rubbed.

Rub it, press it up from the lower abdomen, and the child snorted, and the painful expression disappeared.

"Lie down for a while." Li Yi said and went to get a warm water bag, helped the child sit up, and put the warm water bag on the child's navel.

"Hold it yourself, I'll get you wine to drink, you can only drink a small sip of rice wine." Li Yi said mysteriously.

The child licked his lips and nodded vigorously.

Li Yi was depressed, obviously this child had secretly drunk alcohol, or it may be that the parents used chopsticks to dip the wine in the wine when the parents were drinking.

When he warmed the wine, he took half a cup, the amount of a penny, and when it was hot, he poured it into the child.

After a sip of wine, the child continued to giggle and exhale from his mouth.

"Does it still hurt?" Li Yi asked with a smile.

The child shook his head: "It doesn't hurt, take another sip, it will be better." ”

"You're so beautiful, get up when you're okay, bounce, I'll see." Li Yi hugged the child down as he spoke.

Just now, the child belongs to the typical stomach cramps, not the intestines, and after massaging, he found that there was a return of air, so he applied a hot water bottle and gave a sip of wine.

There are other medications that can help, but they don't need to.

The child ran out of the car and jumped to show Li Yi.

Only then did the sergeant return: "The proprietor, I said that I ate half a loaf of bread last night, and drank the river water, probably because it was cold when I slept outside at night." ”

When he said that, he looked at the child jumping there, and he didn't think anything was wrong, and the proprietor would naturally cure it.

"Don't blame me, you who make up rumors." Li Yi took out a piece of rock candy and stuffed it in the child's mouth.

Turning his head, he said to the sergeant, "How many are there?" Tell them to wait there, and we'll go over, and we'll make them soup without breakfast. ”

A quarter of an hour later, the ambulance arrived, and twenty-two people were sitting on the ground waiting, a man and a woman looking anxious.

"Father, mother." As soon as the car door opened, the child ran down and rushed over.

The expression of the husband and wife changed to joy, the man stood up with his hands on the ground, squatted and picked up the child, thought about it, put the child down again, and pulled the daughter-in-law.

"Don't kneel, Li Dongzhu doesn't kneel to save people." The sergeant next to him shouted, startling the three of them.

"Boiling soup, you are all from Lantian County?" Li Yi instructed others to make soup, and asked twenty-two people by the way.

Everyone nodded.

"Listen to me, go back with me, don't go to Luoyang, it's too far, go to my Zhuangzi first, and when the matter over there is resolved, you can go home."

Li Yi persuaded, his brows furrowed, annoyed, and angry.

"Bashui Li Proprietor?" An older man looked at Li Yi's car and asked.

"It's me." Li Yi nodded.

"Sure enough, the red cross car is Li Dongzhu's, Li Dongzhu, I don't care about others, my family of five will go with you."

The man's eyebrows were raised with a smile.

"It's Li Dongzhu, I'll go too."

"Proprietor Li, they all said that you are a miracle doctor, I still don't believe it, I believe it today, this baby has been in pain for a long time, and it will be good for you."

"Proprietor Li, they said that they would collect a poll tax, is it true?"

After confirming the identity, everyone was happy, the proprietor of Bashui Li Family Zhuangzi was a great good person, and they all knew it.