For taxation and forced labor, the yamen classified every 10 households as 1 Jia, and every 110 households as 1 li.

Jiatou was the one who owed the most taxes among the ten households, so he hurried to pay them all while helping to collect the other nine households. If it is not paid when it is due, it will be sent to the yamen to play the board. If it can be paid within the time limit, this head will let the other person who owes the most money to do it, and so on, and this set of practices is called "comparing responsibilities".

In other words, when he encountered such a thing before, Han Xiufeng would definitely ask someone to send a letter to ask the villagers who owed taxes if they wanted to spend some money to help delay, after all, the villagers could help if they could. And he is a bookkeeper in the house, and the house is in charge of taxes. As long as you give some money to the household manager, you can cross out their names from the roster of tax arrears, and if there is no such person on the roster, Master Qiangu will naturally not be able to circle their names, and it is impossible for the county magistrate to pass them on to play the board.

A few villagers who are on the board today are unlucky, Han Xiufeng has been doing funerals for his uncle Han Yucai in the past two months, and people who are not in the city naturally don't know that they are on the roster of responsibility, so they can't help with this, and at the same time, they can't make money to help delay.

Thinking of this, Han Xiufeng couldn't help but sigh: "Alas, this young man who has just taken office really likes to play boards. ”

The pillar ghost asked in a daze: "Fourth brother, if you make up for the gap and become a Shangguan, when you encounter such a thing, will you beat someone?" ”

"I'm just a nine-grade inspection, and I'm not the main hall of palm prints, even if I make up for the lack and become an official, I can't control taxes, and I can't hit whoever I want."

"I mean, what if, if you become bigger and bigger, and become the master with the palm print?"

"Then I won't fight, because it's useless! If you have money, you will naturally pay it, and if you don't have money, you won't have money to kill him, so what's the use of beating him? ”

"But if you don't hit the board, you won't be afraid to collect the land and silver, and if you don't fight those who owe taxes, you won't be afraid."

Han Xiufeng didn't expect the pillar to ask this question, and couldn't help laughing: "I don't know, but if there is a day, I will definitely be able to come up with a way to raise taxes without playing the board." ”

………

Two flowers, one on each table.

After Han Xiufeng returned to the city, Pan Changsheng, the second eldest of the Pan family, also followed his thoughts to the county seat, and even went to the capital where Han Xiufeng did not even set off to go.

Shopkeeper Pan couldn't stand it, so he simply asked the eldest and third to help his mother-in-law pack his bags together, and sent him into the city to find Han Si like a plague god. There were too many things to bring, and he was not a person who could endure hardships, so he specially found two porters to help pick them out.

Out of the horse, Pan Er was as happy as a bird that had only been locked up for a long time and was released, and even his steps were lighter than usual, and he urged the two porters to go faster along the way, and when the dawn was on the road, the sun did not set and rushed to the Baishiyi, and the two porters were tired and panting, and they were sweaty.

"Less shopkeeper, there is a teahouse opposite, enjoy a tea money!"

"Go and go, as much as you want, this is what I said before I came, and you want to blackmail me for tea money, when I am a melon baby?" Pan Er counted the copper plates that had been prepared earlier, threw them into the pocket of one of the porters, turned around and looked at the crowded and lively stone street and said to himself: "Why hasn't Han Si come yet, is it possible to believe that Yang Bantou didn't help me get it." ”

The short and thin porter secretly cursed a stingy ghost, squatted on the side of the basket and asked in a somewhat sarcastic tone: "Young shopkeeper, do you have the money to ask the official to help carry the message?" ”

"Yes, he said he was sure to help me get it."

"You also believe the words of the official, less shopkeeper, I estimate that your money is not enough."

"Get out of the way!" How could Pan Er not know that because he didn't give the tea money, the two porters were angry, and said casually while watching the excitement: "The message must have arrived, Han Si didn't blame me, I told Yang Bantou that the sky was dark, and now the sun hasn't set, it's early for us to come." ”

Thinking that it was still early, the short man suddenly stood up and said, "Young shopkeeper, you don't give a few pennies for tea, and it is estimated that you will not care about us at night." Instead of spending money here for the night, let's go back before it gets dark. Help you put your luggage here, you take care of yourself, it's not bad for me to lose it. ”

Pan Er was anxious, and grabbed the porter's flat shoulder: "You guys are leaving?" You guys are gone, who will help me carry my luggage to Han Si after a while? ”

"Young shopkeeper, what are you doing here?" The porter was not afraid of him, grabbed his wrist and gritted his teeth and said: "Your father also made it clear when he looked for us, and helped you pick up your luggage to the White Market, and now that it has arrived, what do you still want?" ”

"Wait for the money, and then pick the money elsewhere!" The other porter didn't want to serve him anymore.

Don't look at Pan Er's usual idleness in Zoumagang, always causing trouble, but in terms of strength, especially the strength of his hands, he is far inferior to a coolie like a porter, and his wrist hurts, thinking that the hero will not suffer the loss in front of him, and hurriedly said: "Let's go, I don't need you to wait, I don't need you to send it again, let go of my hand." ”

"That's pretty much it." The two porters carried their luggage from their baskets to the side of the road, picked up the empty baskets and said they would go.

When the two of them walked away, Pan Er snorted at their backs, then leaned over and put the luggage together, squatted on the edge of the luggage pile and cursed: "Go back now, you can't get home as dark as it gets." Walking on the mountain road in black and black, I fell to death your two turtle sons! I am still waiting for the money, and I really can't leave you. Don't look at how many porters there are on the street, Lao Tzu has money, but this money will not be thrown into the river to make money for you......"

was scolding alone, and a familiar figure came in the distance.

Pan Er was overjoyed for a while, and stood up suddenly: "Fourth brother, fourth brother, I'm here!" ”

Han Xiufeng also saw him, ran over to look at the luggage in a place, and subconsciously looked up at the sky, and couldn't help but smile: "Brother Pan, you came fast enough." ”

"I'm on the road at dawn, I know you're busy, I'm afraid you'll wait, this way is in a hurry, but it's early." Pan Er took out two pears from a bag, handed the big one to Han Xiufeng, and said with a smile while eating the small one: "Not all of these luggage are mine, but also yours." Yesterday I went to see your aunt and said goodbye to your aunt, and she asked me to bring it to you. ”

Han Xiufeng opened the knot and looked at it, it turned out to be a few changes of clothes and two pairs of cloth shoes, and when he looked at the soles, he knew that his aunt and his sister had just made them in the past few days.