Chapter XXXIV Road Tax
What is a bandit?
A thief who lives in the mountains?
Strictly speaking, no.
The bandit may be a big dog who farms the land at the head of the village, or a ruffian who wanders around the town.
I heard that there have been a lot of people walking on mountain roads recently, so I went to do it together.
I opened this road, I planted this tree, if you want to pass by here, leave it to buy money.
The recent business is really good, robbing one vote and another vote, just like a toll booth passing by.
As a result, they robbed Jingjing.
At the beginning, the story developed very old-fashioned, Jingjing beat up a group of thieves in three strokes and five divided by two, and rescued a group of robbers who were being robbed.
The rescued Pianpian son thanked him again and again, and he could also see that Jingjing was extraordinary, so he wanted to offer precious jewelry to get acquainted.
I never thought that when they were kidnapped just now, the concubine who followed them out of the house actually broke the jewelry she gave her, and the son was so angry that he snatched the whip rope of the coachman and drew it several times.
Jingjing looked at the concubine who was younger than herself, and the little girl who was at most fourteen or fifteen years old was drawn out of blood in a blink of an eye, and Jingjing realized what she had just saved.
And what made Jingjing even more incomprehensible was that when she snatched the dog thing that she had whipped and screamed, the little concubine was still desperately protecting each other......
Those half-dead bandits who were beaten have something to say, we have opened our own roads, and the trees we have worked hard to plant ourselves have to be maintained to the point where the carriages can pass, so what's wrong with collecting some tolls?
Even if they collect more, then they don't take the official road, why do they take this kind of mountain and forest path?
Because the goods on these people's carts are all things that have lost their conscience, they can't be regarded as pure bandits......
but a thief who robs the rich and gives to the poor!
Who, you ask, is poor?
That's yourself, of course!
The bandits with brains and bright brains immediately worshipped Jingjing as the leader of the bandits, and asked Jingjing to take them to become bigger and stronger, and create brilliance again......
In fact, it's the Water Margin, no matter how you ask, anyway, the brothers have unspeakable hidden, and they are forced to do the bandits, and the name of the righteous thief who robs the rich and helps the poor doesn't sound bad.
At first, Jingjing didn't believe it, and the thieves themselves were weak, after all, they all heard nonsense from the commentary, until they robbed it...... A warehouse full of children, hidden in the middle of a grain cart.
Human trafficking, cognitively, is a capital offense in any era.
And those who dare to do this are not afraid of a gang of thieves at all, so they don't hide it very seriously, and the knife light flashes directly.
But what these traffickers don't know is that their commonplace behavior has made this gang of bandits who rob with wooden sticks have a bandit leader in the E-class realm.
……
"Don't mess around!" Jingjing frowned.
Their gang of 'righteous thieves' have robbed a lot of rich and robbed people recently, and they are clamoring to come to the drunken immortal residence to help the poor.
Well, poverty is themselves.
The shopkeeper panicked and wanted to report to the official, but saw that under the deterrence of this girl, several 'thieves' who had just started shouting began to apologize in a very vulgar way.
"We are coarse and ignorant, so don't worry about it, let's hurry up and give way, our brother and eldest sister, all of us have the first floor!"
But what they don't know is that Zuixianju is different from other restaurants, they make such a fuss, their reputation is ruined, who will come to Zuixianju to serve guests in the future?
The shopkeeper frowned slightly, the official has to report, but the silver also has to be collected, after all, these bandits are quite good.
After giving the order, as soon as the fast-legged shopkeeper ran out of the Drunken Immortal Residence, he was directly caught by a catcher in red, who was easily pressed with one hand, and couldn't move even half a step.
The red-clothed catcher looked cold, "I said that the road tax on the road has been much less recently, it turns out that they are all here......"
"That's fine."
(End of chapter)