Chapter 367 Taxation Records

After hearing her words, Bai Rong knew that no matter what she said, the woman would not believe it, so he only patted her hand and pointed to the people who were repairing the house over there: "I think I'm tired after working for so long, so let's add some water."

The woman answered and turned to leave.

She looked at the woman's figure for a long time and sighed.

The idea of being so afraid of power and weakening the government has long been ingrained, and it seems that Ziyuan, the county commander, will also suffer some hardships.

Her mind was spinning, and she already had a plan.

Even the stalls and the woman's home were tidied up one by one, and it was already sunset.

When they came out again, the two energetic servants had already become wilted cabbages in the field, and their faces were extremely dissatisfied.

They wanted to say something, but because of her identity, they dared not speak angrily, and followed behind Bai Rong with their heads bowed.

She shook her head: "Okay, I know that you have merit today, just wait until you go back and ask the county magistrate to add two more pieces of meat to you!"

One of them looked up in surprise: "What Madame said is true?"

The other slapped him directly on the back of the head: "The county magistrate has said so, so can it be fake?"

The man hurriedly thanked him as if he was afraid that Bai Rong would regret it.

In the hands of the last county order, they haven't eaten meat for some days, and they haven't had a county order for a long time, they have quite no position, so they don't have a salary, and they usually don't dare to sell meat.

So the atmosphere was a lot more relaxed along the way.

After returning to the yamen, Bai Rong gave an order to the people below, and asked the two of them to go directly to get the meat, and then inquired about Gu Ziyuan's location.

Hearing that Gu Ziyuan was still in the study, she thought for a while, and did not go back to the room, but turned around and went to the room.

I was very frightened when I saw Bai Rong coming over in the room.

What does it mean that this Bai Rong went out for a day after breakfast and didn't return, and just came back to the room? Don't you feel that the food is not delicious and you are looking for trouble?

"Madame, what's wrong with your food?"

Bai Rong smiled softly: "No, you don't have to be nervous, I just want to come over and borrow a room."

Madame, do you mean you want to cook?

They looked at each other and hurriedly gave up their place to Bai Rong.

To be honest, there were really a lot of county magistrates in the past, but they were all beautiful young ladies, who didn't touch the sun or water with their fingers, where would they do such rough work?

Thinking of this, they couldn't help but look at Bai Rong, white and pure,

Gentle and polite, just like a young lady's style, can she really do it?

The answer, of course, is yes.

How did they know that Bai Rong had a good temperament, but she was an independent woman in the new century, and cooking was very simple for her.

Scanning around, finding out all the materials, he began to move, except for the unfamiliarity with the environment at the beginning, the other movements skillfully stunned these people.

After the things were made, the color, fragrance, and taste were all good, and then she nodded with satisfaction, put the soup in the food box and carried it to the study, leaving only a few people in the room who were stunned.

"Knock Knock"

A dull knock sounded on the door, but he didn't hear an echo inside, so Bai Rong carefully pushed the door in and sat down not far from him.

He held a copy in his hand and checked it repeatedly, and his brows were tightly locked, and he never stretched it out.

Gu Ziyuan has always been relaxed and comfortable in front of her, but she has never had such an expression, which made her frown and her mood was a little low.

Originally, she wanted to wait until he finished his official business, but now she has changed her mind.

When he reached his side, the small hand touched his brow, smoothing the folds on it a little domineeringly, and his face was slightly red.

Startled by her movements, Gu Ziyuan hurriedly raised his head from the copy, frowned when he saw the person coming, put down the copywriter and grabbed her fingers: "I'm tired for a day, why don't you go back to rest and rest?"

The mood that was a little depressed just now was infected by his smile, and he gradually got better.

She pointed to the food box: "Isn't this here to bring you warmth?"

got up and took the food box, cleaned up the things on the table, and brought out the soup: "The weather in Chenji County is dry, I cooked you a soup of white fungus kumquat, and I'll see it after drinking."

Hearing this, Gu Ziyuan was stunned: "You cooked it yourself?"

Bai Rong raised his eyebrows: "You don't want to drink what I cooked?"

"No, it's just that after I went to Beijing, I rarely ate the rice you cooked."

How could he not want to drink it when she cooked it with her own hands? Gu Ziyuan pulled the soup in front of him, blew it, and sent it to Bai Rong's mouth.

Bai Rong took a sip and stopped drinking.

Gu Ziyuan drank half of it, and his stomach was also a little full, so he looked at Bai Rong: "How is it?" You didn't have any trouble repairing your house, did you? ”

"I have two officers and soldiers with me, where will anyone come to me for trouble, but ......"

Bai Rong told him about the woman, Gu Ziyuan paused, and smiled

shook his head: "She's right, I did this because of the three fires of the new official, but this fire can burn the prairie if it is burned well, and if it is not burned well, it will be like what she said."

"Listen to what you mean by thinking of a way?"

Gu Ziyuan nodded, with excitement in his eyes, and handed the copywriting he had just taken to Bai Rong.

"Look at it."

Bai Rong took a general glance: "This is, the tax records of the fishermen in Chenji County?"

"That's right."

He pointed his finger: "The tax of fishermen in Chenji County has always been fifty catties per household regardless of the season."

"This tax is really too high."

"Yes, fishermen also have off-peak seasons, and the fixed tax payment will undoubtedly kill those fishermen who can't catch fish, and if there is a riot because of this, it will be a very serious matter."

Hearing Gu Ziyuan's words, Bai Rong nodded in understanding, and his eyes stared at one of the accounts: "But logically speaking, if you can't pay the tax in the off-season, it's just red, why is it also marked red in the peak season?"

Hearing this, Gu Ziyuan couldn't help but smile, and he was a little excited and excited in his heart.

He deliberately didn't say it, just because he believed that she would be able to see the strangeness and really live up to his expectations.

"Then I'll have to ask the overlord in the county."

Bai Rong suddenly understood the meaning of his words, and was a little stunned.

Even such a thing as taxation was interfered with by Zhao, and it is no wonder that this village has such no confidence in the people of the government, and allows people like Zhao to run rampant.

"Speaking of which, Zhao will go out tomorrow, when are you going to do it?"

"Naturally, I'll have to wait for him to go out before we do it."

So he wants to deal with it head-on?

The two looked at each other tacitly, with some smiles on their faces, and then took the things on the table, and hurriedly instructed their subordinates to inform the famous fishermen in the neighborhood that tomorrow morning, the county order will hold a banquet.

When these people heard that the official suddenly wanted to invite them to dinner, they were all sincerely afraid.

You must know that they didn't pay all the taxes in the first two years, didn't they be discovered by the official and wanted to catch them all together and ask for their heads?

At that moment, there were so many fishermen who wanted to escape, packed up their things and wanted to leave with the family, but they had just gone out, and the door was already blocked by the officials, and they said to them in a very gentle voice: "Hurry up, don't let the county magistrate wait in a hurry!"