"These tax collectors are too lawless, aren't they afraid of the imperial history of the Five Cities Procuratorate?"

Han Xiufeng was about to speak, but the shopkeeper smiled and said: "They are officials and not officials, and those who are barefoot are not afraid to wear shoes, even if they are impeached by the imperial history, they will be punished at most." What's more, if Master Duan doesn't sue, the imperial history will not investigate. ”

"Master Duan's dignified prefect, why can't he be bullied by a bunch of officials, why don't you sue?" Yu Youfu asked.

"Uncle Yu, you think things are too simple, Master Duan is returning to Beijing with money, why do you let Master Duan tell you?" Seeing that Yu Youfu seemed to understand whether he understood or not, Han Xiufeng patiently explained: "The prefect only has a lot of official salaries and incorruptible silver in a year, if you really fall out with them, you will have thousands or even tens of thousands of taels of silver on your body, let Master Duan explain to the emperor." ”

"I know that Master Duan can't go to Beijing without silver, but why don't you send the silver to the capital like Master Gu?"

"There is also a bill of exchange for money, isn't a bill of exchange just silver?" Han Xiufeng asked rhetorically.

Yu Youfu still couldn't figure it out, and asked again: "Is there an official who just doesn't give those officials silver?" ”

"Yes, there used to be a feudal platform that entered Beijing to see His Majesty, and he really couldn't take out so much silver, so he stored all his things outside the city in a fit of anger, even took off his official uniform, and wore a pair of pants shirtless, so he naturally didn't have to pay taxes, so he swaggered into the city." Han Xiufeng smiled, and then said: "People have entered the city, and there are classmates and friends in the city, and they have also borrowed clothes, and they have also seen your majesty." The souvenirs and silver that can be used for some are all outside the city, and if you think about it, what will those military ministers and the old men of the six departments think about, and what will they think. ”

The shopkeeper couldn't help but smile: "Lao Yu, I've also heard of this, it seems to be during the Qianlong period." If it is put aside now, which official dares to go out and do this, he will definitely not be able to do it for long. ”

"It's darker now than it was in the early years?"

"I just knew, now it's so hot that the pig's head is rotten, and the money is going to be done on official business!"

While chatting, the coachman suddenly made a "metaphor" and led the carriage to the side of the road.

Han Xiufeng opened the curtain and looked at it, only to see two carriages carrying passengers coming in front of him, followed by eight carts with large wooden boxes tied to them. A family member in a long shirt and four servants with knives followed, for fear that the things on the cart would fall.

With family members and officials accompanying him, he must be an official in the carriage.

Han Xiufeng subconsciously asked, "Dare to ask where this big brother came from?" ”

Walking in front of him, the official shook his head, clenched his knife and asked sharply: "What's the matter, this is the foot of the Son of Heaven, you don't want to beat our idea!" ”

"Wait." The family member in a long robe stepped forward, looked at Han Xiufeng and asked curiously, "Brother, you are from Sichuan?" ”

"Exactly."

"So it's a fellow villager," the family asked with a smile as they motioned for the officials to follow the cart on, "why do you ask where we came from?" ”

"The late student went out of the city to pick up people, and when I saw a few of you, I couldn't help but ask."

"We are from Shaanxi, we must not be the people you want to pick up, go first, and meet again when we have a fate."

Han Xiufeng was happy and immediately jumped out of the carriage: "This big brother, are you from Hanzhong?" ”

"yes, how do you know?"

"Late-born Han Xiufeng, late-born is here to greet Master Duan!"

"You are Han Xiufeng, you are Han Zhixing, the head of the Chongqing Guild Hall?" The family asked in surprise.

"Exactly!" Han Xiufeng didn't care about greeting him, trotted to catch up with the carriage that had passed by, and shouted as he followed: "Master Duan, Master Duan, the late birth is Han Xiufeng who wrote to you, and the late born is here to pick you up!" ”

"Stop, stop." A man with a long beard in his fifties poked his head out, looked at Han Xiufeng, and asked suspiciously, "You are Han Xiufeng, the head of the Chongqing Guild Hall?" ”

"Yes, Xiufeng has seen Master Duan, and Xiufeng has asked Master Duan to say goodbye." Han Xiufeng hurriedly bowed down, and then said eagerly: "Master Duan, I only received your letter yesterday afternoon, and I guess you should arrive in these few days, so I will go out of the city early this morning to wait." ”

Duan Dazhang didn't expect the new head of the guild hall to be so young, and subconsciously looked back at Yu Youfu and the shopkeeper who had just followed.

There was a tax outlet further back, and Han Xiufeng didn't want to waste his efforts, so he said eagerly: "Master Duan, this is the Yu Youfu of our Chongqing Guild Hall, and this is the shopkeeper of our Sichuan who is doing medicinal material trading in Beijing." I beg you to let the four servants change their clothes, and let them go into the city with the old man and the shopkeeper with their luggage, and we will wait here for a while, and we will enter the city when they have entered the city. ”

Duan Dazhang had been a Hanlin official in the capital for more than ten years before he was released to Shaanxi, and he knew better than anyone that there were more liars in the capital. If it weren't for Han Xiufeng reporting his home, he really thought Han Xiufeng was a liar. Thinking that Han Xiufeng would not be untargeted, and thinking that there would be Chongwenmen further on, Duan Dazhang immediately gave his family a look, and immediately motioned for Han Xiufeng to get in the car.

"Zhixing, huh?"

"Yes, I didn't expect Master Duan to remember my words."

Duan Dazhang lowered the curtain and asked with a smile in his old dialect: "Let's talk about other things later, let's talk about why you let the officials change their clothes?" ”

Han Xiufeng hurriedly said: "Master Duan, I happen to know an assistant member of the Chongwenmen Tax Customs, and I have some friendship with him, as soon as I received a letter from you to 'Rishengchang' yesterday afternoon, I went to ask the assistant committee member for help, and everything was arranged." Let the officials change their clothes, and say that the luggage is the goods of the treasurer, and that they should send the tax collectors only two hundred taels of silver. ”

"Luggage into the city, what about us, how can we enter the city?"

"Master Duan, how difficult the tax collectors in Chongwenmen are, others don't know that you know. The silver still had to be given, but only two thousand taels. ”

On the way to Beijing, Duan Dazhang has been worrying about how to pass the "ghost gate" of Chongwenmen, he didn't expect that Han Xiufeng, who had only passed a letter before, would help to fix it, and couldn't help laughing: "Since everything has been arranged, do as you say." ”

"Master Xie Duan trusts!"

"I should thank you." Duan Dazhang knew that there was a sea guard with the Chongwenmen tax customs nearby, and he didn't want to be targeted by those officials, so he didn't care about being polite, so he immediately asked the accompanying officials to change their clothes.

The Chongwenmen Customs Superintendent only visits the Supervision Office once when he takes office, and does not go to the Office in the future, and all affairs in the Department are responsible for the general office members of the Department. There are two assistant members under the general office committee, one of whom is Fugui.

There are three officials in total, and it stands to reason that this is nothing to Fugui.

However, the Chongwenmen tax gate is also a yamen, and the yamen of the Qing Dynasty are all the same, and the members of the general office have the final say on all major and small matters.

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