The trip to the Yamen of the Tax Department has been handed over to those wide-ranging eunuchs to find a way.

Su Qinghe has done almost everything within his ability, just waiting for the tax department to loosen his mouth, and the gray tax matter can be properly solved, and the problems related to the gray households will naturally be solved.

These days, it has been rare to have leisure, Su Qinghe picked up half of the book he had read, and stared at one of the pages for a long time without turning it.

What profound knowledge is so difficult to understand?

The safety probe glanced at it, and said with a smile: "If the young master can't see it, don't look at it." ”

Su Qinghe looked at him for a moment, and his mind returned to the book.

"She didn't come?"

"Huh?"

Ping An didn't hear clearly.

Su Qinghe didn't want to ask, so he waved his hand irritably and asked him to go out.

"What," Ping An thought as he walked out, walked past the door and turned around, "Young Master, are you supposed to ask that stinky woman?" ”

“……”

"You're not afraid of being beaten."

Master, do you know that you are admitting this?

So absent-minded, just for that stinky bandit?

Ping'an didn't dare to say this, so he pouted and said, "She definitely hasn't left, young master, don't worry about her." ”

Only then did Su Qinghe raise his eyes and look over.

"Anyway, I won't leave," Ping An said thoughtlessly, busy with his own go.

Zhao Xiaoman really didn't leave.

She found something yesterday with the villagers of Xiashan, and she was on her way out of Fucheng at this time, and it took more than another hour to reach her destination by galloping her horse.

This destination is not unusual, it is a large lime storage site.

Lime is scattered everywhere when the wind blows, and the ground near here is like where lime is produced, the ground is covered with a thin layer of white, and the closer you get to the center of the field, the more snow is on the ground.

Those who have a shallow understanding of lime should know that this thing is large and cheap, from digging limestone, firing to selling, which requires manpower and material resources that cannot be earned by one or two gray households. The same is true for the edible alkali that Dawangzhai is still busy with, and it is only possible to see the money if there is a large amount. So, who is in the back to make the channel for the gray households?

Zhao Xiaoman walked most of the venue before he saw people.

"What for?"

A man in an undershirt shouted from a distance.

Zhao Xiaoman raised his voice and shouted back: "Did the people who backed the mountain buy the ashes here?" ”

"The backer of the mountain," the man called her.

first asked about the price and then briefly chatted a few words, Zhao Xiaoman asked him: "You are in charge, I want to talk to him about a big deal." ”

The little girl looked young but not impetuous, and she was not afraid of people, and the man laughed: "We have done a lot of business, you say how much." ”

Zhao Xiaoman pretended to hesitate: "I heard that the Fucheng side is preaching everywhere that no ashes will be burned. ”

The man smiled, the kind of smile that didn't care: "When did the government take care of the people's affairs?" ”

He said right, the government is soft, and the hard one is hard, and then the stone tablet is inserted near Longmai Mountain, and the ash is dug where the monument is inserted, and whoever digs and catches whom.

With such an operation, how can the gray household holding the title deed give up?

They took to the streets, blocking the gates of the yamen in various counties and shouting:

"What does the failure of the Suizhou students' big exam have to do with us digging ashes? What about the dragon vein, it's all because they don't need to study on weekdays and can't pass the exam, so they rely on the dragon vein. ”

"How did people get into those places where there was no dragon vein?"

"My grandfather started digging ash, and I haven't heard that dragon veins can affect scientific research."

"What reason do they want to rectify our people?"

"Return the title deed, Lao Tzu will not engage in official redemption."

"Why did your government plant a monument on our mountain?"

"Lift their stone monuments, and we can dig our mountains as much as we want."

"You're making trouble."

The yamen, with a big blade hanging from his waist, quickly quarreled with this group of people.

"Our jobs have been smashed by the yamen, why don't we make trouble?"

"Smash the stone monument on the mountain."

"Smashed—"

"Let's go."

"Go and tell your lordship."

Under the anger of the public, or it was deliberate, the stone monument near the Groove Boat Ridge was smashed first, and the Hongcun and Kip Stone Mountains were not saved. The people were not convinced, and the yamen wanted to arrest people, and all the inner passes of the county yada prison in Yangcun, Hongcun, and Kipshishan were thorns in these gray villagers.

This can be regarded as a hornet's nest, and the gray households in several counties united to find the capital directly.

They are not here to complain, they are here to ask for someone.

"I feel like I can see him, let's wait here."

Zhao Xiaoman touched the fat and strong black horse and stared at those who were emotional.

She's been tracking it for days. Most of the people who gathered at the gate of the county government to ask for their release were the family members of the thorns, and they would not give up if they did not release the thorns. And the number of gray households is larger than expected.

It's not so easy to move thousands of people's jobs.

The yamen couldn't stand it anymore.

Duan Hongye, the governor of the Yamen, appeared to reassure: "Isn't the big guy surrounding to solve the problem?" Then be quiet and listen to some of my words. Duan is a member of this yamen. ”

"But the dragon vein is related to the luck of Suizhou, you yourself said, what happened to the trough boat mountain ridge dug by you? It's not that the yamen doesn't let you dig ashes, you can dig it casually in another place, and if the official ransom is not satisfied, you can discuss it, what's the matter with making trouble here? This is the yamen. ”

"Put us at home."

"We don't want to be ransomed."

"Why are you arresting people indiscriminately?"

"Why can't we dig our mountains? You will not redeem me, and the mountain will be mine. ”

“……”

The noise of shouting was deafening, and it was hard to hear what was being said when they were mixed together.

At this time, a hurried catcher whispered beside Duan Hongye: "My lord, the matter of gray tax has been spoken......

Duan Hongye was overjoyed: "What do you say? But it's from the tax department's yamen? ”

"Yes, there is an official document, please take a look at it."

“……”

“……”

Gray households dig ash to pay taxes, and if they don't dig up, they won't pay, this matter is finally settled, Duan Hongye announced in public, and those who shouted to explain the law were dumbfounded.

"Sooner or later, the arrested people will be released, and it depends on when you can stop making trouble. It's easy to say if you don't make trouble. ”

The gray tax was accommodating, and Duan Hongye was not muddy, and his tone immediately hardened.

"Let's go."

Su Qinghe's voice came from a carriage at the corner of the street.

Lao Zhou Gang shouted "sit down", and the wheels sank suddenly.

"Hey," he shouted at the man who got into the carriage, "why are you hairy girl everywhere?" ”

"Catch your car."

Zhao Xiaoman casually threw a baked cake to him, got into the carriage and sat down.

I haven't seen him for a few days, but Su Qinghe is still handsome and cute.

She frowned and smiled when she saw herself: "I knew you would come, waiting for you for a long time." ”

"Let's make a bet."