Chapter 64: Chongwen Gate

"Second brother, look. Pen%Fun%Pavilion www.biquge.info "Hai Lanzhu's voice has changed.

Su Wen smiled and took it casually, "You, what's wrong?" When he saw the gold under the patent leather, he suddenly thought that this chess piece could ensure that three generations would not have to worry about food and clothing, so he hurriedly scraped this chess piece with his fingernails.

Hai Lanzhu had already picked up the other one and scraped it, but her face became more and more excited, and her hands trembled, "Second brother, this is a golden chess piece!" ”

His voice was very loud, and it was too late for Su Wen to stop it, Duolong'a, Hu Jinbao, Ma Leji and others hurriedly scraped the chess pieces in their hands, "Gold, it's really gold, second brother, let's make it!" Dorona was amazed and danced.

The faces of Malerji, Le Kehun and others all had expressions of disbelief but excitement wanting to shout to the heavens and the earth, they knew that there had always been good things, and Su Wen was not alone.

"Hula" surrounded a circle of people, the sound of tsk was endless, and the admiration and envy resounded throughout the ghost market, Grandma Hades, this leaked a lot!

"Let's go, the silver is less, we have to make up for it to others." Su Wen picked up the chess pieces, put a bag in the package, and squeezed through the crowd to walk out.

Malerji's brain turns quickly, there are no patrolling soldiers in this ghost market, and it is common to kill people and sell goods when they see wealth, although they all have riding and archery skills, Duolonga, Hu Jinbao, and Feng San are also famous bastards in the inner and outer cities, but they are not afraid of 10,000, just in case.

"Don't go, let the little ones open their eyes!"

"Yes, I found a leak, how can I scatter some happy money!"

"Look, I'm going more anxious than a rabbit, hey, don't run, and I won't rob you!"

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With this shout behind him, Su Wen ran faster, and a group of brothers followed, and Malegi pulled Luck Hun to run in front of Su Wen, and surrounded him tightly in the middle.

The people are three layers inside and three layers outside, and the brothers finally squeezed out the encirclement and stepped on the horse, galloping towards the nearest Chongwen Gate.

Chongwen Gate, also known as "Hade Gate", one of the nine gates of Beijing, take the "Book of Changes" "civilization to build", its robust and civilized, implying the meaning of advocating Wende, and Xuanwu Gate is commensurate, the left text and the right martial arts.

At this time, it was the time when the river was clear, the green willows were in the wind, and the red flowers were inviting the moon, but everyone didn't have the heart to appreciate the beauty under the moonlit night, and they were anxiously lined up behind the vehicles entering the city, waiting to enter the customs.

The tall mountain-style castle tower casts a huge shadow, and if you look closely, the mottled and wind-eroded parts of the city wall are faintly visible, and in the northeast of the city gate, the quaint iron turtle is staring at them without blinking.

"Why am I so uncertain?" Dorona muttered.

"Hehe, this is called the puff is not guilty, and Huaibi is guilty." Hai Lanzhu teased.

While a few people were talking, a few horses came running from behind, and immediately a few people looked at them and ran straight to the tax customs inside.

The nine gates of the Beijing division are all taxed, and Chongwenmen, Zhengyangmen, and Xuanwumen also have tax customs, and there are tax collectors on duty day and night, but this tax is the seventy-third account of the Ministry of Internal Affairs and the Ministry of Households.

"I pee." Dorona drank too much wine, and was excited, so he pulled Malegi and ran to the east wall, "Let's go." ”

Malegi also had the urge to urinate, and the two of them walked to the base of the eastern city wall to release the pressure in their bladders.

"Hey, old Ma, look, look, the one who carries the moonshine," said Dolonga, looking at the big iron turtle, and inadvertently looked at the city wall, but cried out as if he had seen a Western view.

The imperial court has regulations that it is not allowed to "boil the pot" in Beijing, and all the wine outside the city is designated by the Chongwenmen tax customs to 18 hotels, which are collected and sold in a unified manner and paid taxes in a unified manner, commonly known as "18 hotels".

In order to make a living, small breweries often hang pigs full of wine on their chests at night and secretly climb over the city walls to avoid paying high taxes, which is "backslegging".

Carrying moonshine is very hard and dangerous, and the drinker must stick his back against the city wall, use his feet and hands to tightly kick and pick up the slightly protruding place of each line of city bricks, and "climb" up little by little, and then use a rope to tie down the body when he reaches the city.

Malegi had heard of this business before, but he had never seen it with his own eyes, so he hurried to see the vacancy, but in case Dolonga could see it, the muzzle of the gun was also turned around, and the remaining half of the soaked urine was just on Maleji's leg.

"Hey, Dorona," Malegi couldn't care about the bootlegging anymore, the urine was not finished, but he jumped away, and when he looked again, his pants were already wet with Dorona's urine.

Duolonga also knew that he had made a mistake, he smiled, but he picked up his pants and ran, "Lao Ma, I'm sorry, I'm getting rich today, I'll compensate you for a new pair of pants when you go to the city, no, ten ......"

As the words went away, he was already running away, so angry that Malegi scolded vigorously, but he was helpless, he had the heart to take off his dirty pants, but he couldn't go into the city with his bare buttocks, so he had to hold back his nausea, wring out his pants hard, and went to the river to wash his hands lifelessly, before rushing towards the city gate.

Not mentioning the situation of the two of them, he watched the hawker pushing the wheelbarrow in front of him walk into the gate, and the tax collector easily took the tax money inserted in the car and let him go directly.

"Hey, what are you doing?" A thin tax man looked at Su Wen and the others with a big grin.

"Into town." There is a happy event in his heart, and Su Wen doesn't care about his attitude.

The tax collector looked him up and down, and was about to wave his hand, but a fat tax collector walked from behind, and muttered a few words in his ear, and the thin tax collector looked Su Wen up and down while listening, but after listening, he waved his hand, not to let him go, but to summon seven or eight tax collectors who were armed with tassel guns and steel knives at their waists.

"Pay your taxes." The thin tax man looked at the burden in Su Wen's hand.

"We don't have any goods," Su Wen looked at the thin tax collector, but the fat tax collector's eyes were fixed on the burden in his hand, as if he was afraid that the burden would fly, "Carry the items with you, and still have to pay taxes?" ”

"The "Household Tariff" clearly stipulates that luggage and the like are also included in the tax, even if there is no goods, they are also levied." The thin tax Ding Zhenzhen was speechless and looked at everyone, "Shandong political envoy Lu Langfu came to see the emperor, he didn't take the luggage roll, just put it here, and if he enters the city alone, he doesn't have to pay taxes, you can also put down your things, and today's taxes are also exempt." ”

"Hehe, then if I go into the city with this body, will I still collect taxes?" Su Wen said with a smile, and Hu Jinbao and the others behind him immediately laughed, causing a group of peddlers and pawns to snicker.

The tax collector felt that he had lost face, and his face was already bruised, "Anyone who brings property into the city will pay taxes, this is the king's law, come, check his things." ”

"What if I don't want to show you?" Su Wen said with a smile.

"That is, entrainment of private goods, confiscation of officials." The skinny tax collector immediately came to his senses, "Come on, confiscate!" ”

A tax collector immediately stepped forward to take away the burden from Su Wen's hand, but he was kicked head-on, like a copper hammer hitting his head and face, and he fell to the ground and couldn't distinguish between east and west, north and south.

"Bold," roared the fat tax collector, "even if the governor enters the city, he must pay taxes according to the rules, and you storm the tax customs and beat the tax collectors, come, take it for me." ”

Immediately, seven or eight hand-paid tax collectors rushed forward, the snow-bright steel knives flashed in the light of the cold light, and a group of small merchants and vendors saw that there was going to be a conflict, and pushed backwards, but the car could not move, and the back was also jammed, and they waved their hands backwards in vain with a white face, but it was not half effective.

After experiencing the night of blood and fire of the Jiershu rebellion, and after fighting with the elite field army of the Eight Banners, Su Wen, Hai Lanzhu, Le Kehun and others took these tax collectors in their eyes, even Feng San, a gangster in the outer city, also looked disdainful.

"It's a pity, I'm not a governor, not a governor, and I'm not a political envoy, at your mercy, Lekhun, I'll leave it to you here." Su Wen smiled, dodging and leading the horse to walk inside.

"Take it for me." The fat tax collector saw that there was no one in his eyes, and he was so angry that he smoked, and the tax collectors were about to rush forward, but Luckhun was faster than them, and he stretched out his hand and twisted the front one, and I don't know what he did, one of the tax collector's arms was already hanging down, and the knife was in his hand in a blink of an eye.

"Second brother, you go, here I am." Luck Hun roared, quite like the momentum of Zhang Fei on the Dangyang Bridge back then.

"Let's go." Su Wen led the horse and was about to forcibly break through.

"Hulala", in the blink of an eye, a shed of soldiers ran out of it, all with bows and arrows, aiming at Su Wen, and a fat official came out of it with a smile and stood behind the soldiers.

"Hehe, this made a windfall in the ghost market, two boxes of golden chess pieces, a painting of Dong Xiangshan, this doesn't pay taxes, you want to enter the city?" This person looked white and chubby, and when he smiled, his eyes narrowed together, as if a dough bun had cut two slits with a knife out of thin air.

Su Wen looked back at Hai Lanzhu and the others, it seems that this is a target, maybe there is a person who is on the tax in the ghost market, maybe, this person in front of him is.

"I didn't hear that things in the ghost market are taxed, right?" Looking at the bow and arrows that were close at hand, Su Wen really couldn't think of any good ideas for a while, so he could only delay slowly.

"Mi-sama, that's what is in the baggage under his arm." The fat tax man had already leaned over and said flatteringly.

"At the feet of the Son of Heaven, it is not your turn to be reckless, take the things and pay taxes according to the regulations." The man surnamed Mi was still squinting, but his eyes were fixed on the burden under Su Wen's arm.

"Hehe, then we pay taxes, so according to you, how much silver do we have to pay?" Su Wen said with a smile.

The surnamed Mi and the fat tax Ding glanced at each other, "Three hundred and sixty-one chess pieces," as he spoke, his throat couldn't help but move up and down, "It's all gold, plus Dong Xiangguang's paintings, you have to pay 30,000 taels anyway!" ”

"Hand over you big-headed ghost!" Feng San was angry, and pointed to his nose and scolded.

The man surnamed Mi was unmoved, "The tax is here, no one can reduce it, if you want to enter the city, then pay taxes according to the regulations." ”

Su Wen said with a smile, "I didn't bring 30,000 taels of silver tickets, so why don't we go into the city?" "He wants to delay the army and think again.

"The man can go, but the things have to be left." The official surnamed Mi was not ambiguous at all.