Chapter 53: Kill a Hundred and Make an Example

Mo Weifeng is not the head of the Mo family, and Mo Weibao is not here, so he can't be the master of many things.

He got hints from others to embarrass Song Wenjian, and others also taught him some methods.

But now things have changed, and this business tax infiltration and tax grain to the yamen is not something that others dare to resist.

To put it mildly, if you disobey the collection of taxes and grain, you will be imprisoned and confiscated by the army, and if you are heavy, you will be killed and your family will be raided. Therefore, Song Wenjian's ill-intentioned plot is not false at all.

This Mo Jiu is really stupid, everyone says that they want to collect business taxes as tax grain, what is he doing when he goes up to make trouble? You should come back and report it, let's discuss it.

Mo Weifeng didn't expect Song Wenjian to be so smart and know how to frame Mo Jiu.

Just now, Song Wenjian saw that things had changed, and he was in a hurry, so he pulled the commercial tax and the tax grain together, and then asked Jian Yuping to slap Mo Jiu in the mouth first, just to prevent Mo Jiu from talking.

Song Wenjian stared at Mo Weifeng coldly: "If you are not Mo Jiu's comrade, then get out of the way and don't hinder us from performing our official duties." If anyone dares to plot wrongdoing, the serious person will be killed and his family will be seized. ”

Song Wenjian deliberately picked a serious criminal law to scare the businessmen into hurriedly retreating.

There were dozens of people following Mo Weifeng just now, but now there are just a few guys from Yunbao Restaurant behind.

Wu Guanhai saw that Mo Weifeng was just a few people who couldn't make any climate, and the stone in his heart also fell.

Dai Wang also shouted: "Everyone else, get out of the way, don't hinder us in the execution of our official duties, and I can't help but arrest you." ”

The people all dispersed, and Mo Weifeng also led people to retreat, and the scene that was noisy just now suddenly became a lot quieter.

Wu Guanhai whispered to Song Wenjian: "Young Master, I was scared to death just now. ”

"You don't have to worry, since ancient times, there has only been a civil uprising, not a commercial uprising." Song Wenjian said with a smile. "These businessmen are rich people, and as long as they are not cornered, they will not rebel. Alas, if I am weak, I will only let others bully, and I can't do it if I am not strong. Let's move on to collecting taxes. ”

Wu Guanhai dragged Mo Jiu to the front, and Jian Yuping and Dai Wang each led a team to collect taxes on the streets. If they don't know how much money to charge, they will come over and ask Song Wenjian.

Song Wenjian will explain to them one by one, so that they know how to operate next time.

What happened just now made the merchants and hawkers afraid, as the so-called official words are two-mouthed, they are what they say, and they are not allowed to say more.

Yesterday, Mo Jiu instigated all small merchants and hawkers to unite and not pay the money to the township. Now Mo Jiu has broken two legs and is being dragged down the street screaming.

It is estimated that if Mo Jiu does not treat his broken leg in time, he will not be able to walk in this life.

This kind of tragic scene of killing a hundred people is simply a living warning, which makes those small traders and hawkers so frightened that they hurriedly pay the money, how dare they delay any longer.

Song Wenjian is the mayor of Yangqing Township, and his father is Song Hua is the county leader, the second in command in the county. There are two officials and four people in their family, and they still don't want to mess with Song Wenjian.

And the tax money collected by Song Wenjian is not outrageous, it is cheaper than the money collected by those who come to collect it, which makes them even more resistant.

In a shop, a merchant asked with a bitter face, "Chief, why do we collect money in our shop on a monthly basis, and those street vendors collect it on a daily basis?" ”

Song Wenjian explained with a smile: "Hawkers don't have a fixed place, they may set up stalls here today, and they may not come tomorrow, so they can only be counted by the day, which is fairer." If you have a fixed location, it must be calculated on a monthly basis. It's not too much for a store as big as yours to charge you a tael of silver a month. ”

When the businessman heard Song Wenjian say this, he felt that it was right, so he asked the guy to take the money and pay it. "My lord, we have paid your money, but we don't pay the money of the splatters, and you have to help us if there is anything at that time."

Song Wenjian's murderous appearance just now really scared these businessmen.

When he arrived at Yunbao Restaurant, Song Wenjian asked others to continue to collect it in other stores, and he took Wu Guanhai in.

Mo Weifeng sat on a chair in the lobby with a very good face.

"Mo Weifeng, the business of your Yunbao restaurant is good, and you will pay a tax of ten taels of silver every month starting next month." Song Wenjian said.

"Our restaurant is just a small business, and we can only pay a maximum of one tael of silver a month, and ten taels can't afford to pay." Mo Weifeng sneered. "If you insist on collecting so much, I can only send someone to the yamen to appeal."

Mo Weifeng has already received guidance from the masters, you Song Wenjian can collect taxes, but you can't collect too much, otherwise I won't pay.

Song Wenjian smiled and said, "Is this a small business?" Well, I'll ask someone to investigate, and I'm not unreasonable. ”

"Okay, please check it out with Township Chief Song. If we didn't collect that much money, we wouldn't have to pay so much tax. Mo Weifeng couldn't help laughing when he saw that his treacherous plan had succeeded.

How much money their Yunbao restaurant earns a month is only known to him and the bookkeeper. As long as they don't say it, where can Song Wenjian find out.

The master also said that Song Wenjian and they only had one month. After a month, Song Hua and Song Wenjian were finished.

Song Wenjian shouted outside: "Come on, you come in and investigate how much income is here." ”

Jian Yuping brought a few people in, two helpers stood at the door, and the others ran to ask the guests who were eating, how much wine and food they ate today, how many people were still in the family, how much money they usually came here to eat, and whether they had violated the law and committed crimes.

The people have always been afraid of officials, Jian Yuping and they are wearing bad clothes, who knows if it is an official errand or a helper?

When these people stand in front of them, where can they eat? Hurriedly told the store that they would not eat and left one after another.

After a while, all the guests of Yunbao Restaurant ran away, and those guests who originally wanted to come in to eat saw two fierce messengers at the door, holding sticks in one hand and knives in the other, and asked them what they were doing in the restaurant.

How dare people come to Yunbao Restaurant to eat, they have gone to other restaurants.

Mo Weifeng's face darkened with anger when he saw this scene, at least they didn't see a few taels of silver in business.

If Song Wenjian sent people here every day to investigate, Yunbao Restaurant would have to close down sooner or later.

"Song Wenjian, let's pay ten taels of silver." Mo Weifeng gritted his teeth and confessed.

Song Wenjian looked at Yunbao Restaurant, which had no guests, and said with a smile: "Mo Weifeng, your ten taels of silver are the taxes you will pay next month." This month, I have to pay a peace fee of 100 taels, a total of 110 taels. ”

"What? Ping An fee? What do you mean? Mo Weifeng felt that he couldn't control his emotions in front of Song Wenjian, and he was about to be angry with him.

"Mo Jiu is the steward of your restaurant, isn't he?" Song Wenjian asked.

Mo Weifeng secretly screamed that it was not good, and hurriedly explained: "Although Mo Jiu is the manager of our restaurant, we were invited to work, and what he did has nothing to do with me. ”

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