"What the hell is going on?"

"It seems that it is not Qinglongbo who collects taxes on us."

"I'm a little confused, let's wait and see!"

The onlookers began to whisper.

At this moment, the old woman pounced and knelt in front of Lin Fan: "Uncle, please let me go!" The old woman's family really has no food. ”

Lin Fan held the Dao in his hand and was standing on the neck of the servant.

He said to the old village chief beside him: "Huang Shen, help the old man up." ”

"Yes, uncle."

The old village chief Huang Shen was obviously stunned when he heard Lin Fan's order.

Because Lin Fan directly called him by his name this time, instead of calling him the old village chief.

This made Huang Shen realize that Lin Fan was very dissatisfied with his posting of the notice this time.

That's why it's a beat slower.

Picking up the old woman, she explained: "Old man, don't worry, the uncle has never ordered the collection of taxes, nor has he ever sent people down, these servants are all fake. ”

The old village chief Huang Shen persuaded the old woman.

He said to the surrounding villagers: "Villagers, be quiet, Uncle has never taxed everyone, these people are all fake, Uncle is interrogating them now, I must find out the mastermind behind the scenes, and give everyone an explanation." ”

"Old man, are you telling the truth?"

Some people don't believe it, after all, the person who came is a servant.

"Whether it's true or not, everyone will know when I finish the interrogation."

Lin Fan replied, and the knife in his hand added some strength, and the officer's neck had begun to bleed.

"Say, who told you to pretend to be Benbo's man and come to Benbo's fiefdom to collect taxes from the people?"

"You're the one who is impersonating, we ......"

Before the man finished speaking, Lin Fan didn't talk nonsense with him at all, and directly cut off the man's head.

Blood spurted out, and the official died, and his eyes were still in disbelief.

He didn't expect that this person, who called himself Qinglongbo, would dare to really kill people.

The onlookers were stunned at first.

Then I don't know who shouted and killed someone.

Then the timid villagers had already dispersed in a hurry.

Those who are bold and curious choose to stay and see how things go.

The other officials, seeing this scene, trembled with fright.

Lin Fan held a bloody knife in his hand and looked at a servant again: "You say, who asked you to pretend to be Qinglongbo's people to collect taxes?" ”

"Yes, it's Yang Zhutou."

I saw the knife on my neck.

The official was worried about the fate of the other officer, and at this time, he didn't care about being put on small shoes in the future, so he was rescued at once.

"Then where is Yang Zhutou?"

Lin Fan asked.

He didn't believe how a small head catcher could be so bold.

There must be big people behind it.

"In ...... In the town next door. ”

The official told the truth.

"Tie him up and take us to the next town."

Lin Fan gave an order, and a guard came over and tied up the man.

At this time, Lin Fan said to the onlookers: "Fellow villagers, I am the Qinglong Bolin Fan personally enshrined by His Majesty the Emperor, I can swear to the sky, these people are not my people, if you believe it, you can tie up these officials and take them to the county office, and when I catch that Yang Zhutou, interrogate their mastermind behind the scenes, and give you an explanation." ”

"Uncle, what about our taxes?"

Someone had the audacity to ask.

"The tax you have been forcibly levied, Ben Bo will ask you for it back, and in the future, there will be no tax on Ben Bo's fiefdom, all poll taxes and miscellaneous taxes, only a tax of thirty taxes per acre, and if there is no land, you will not have to pay a penny of tax."

Lin Fan's words came out.

The villagers had surprises on their faces.

Even a few clever people quickly knelt down and kowtowed at this time: "Lord Qingtian." ”

There are even people shouting, long live Qinglongbo.

Seeing this scene, I was stunned again.

It's not because these people shout nonsense slogans.

Rather, these people were thrilled and excited to hear that there were no other harsh taxes and poll taxes, only thirty taxes and one of the acres tax.

But before that, there was a notice.

At this moment, Lin Fan realized that I was afraid that the matter was still on the notice.

However, in front of so many people, he did not immediately ask the old village chief for details.

Instead, he made a gesture and asked the people to get up, and made a promise that a guard and the villagers would escort the officials to the county together.

Their group, led by the confessed officer, went to the next town.

On the way, Lin Fan looked at the old village chief who was riding a horse and followed him and asked, "Old village chief, can you remember the content of the notice you sent?" ”

"Remember, remember."

The old village chief then began to repeat the notice to Lin Fan according to his memory.

But after listening to this, Lin Fan's brows furrowed deeper and deeper.

Because this notice is not a vernacular that the people can understand, but a classical Chinese.

It is not a direct matter, but a series of nonsense such as affirming the emperor's mandate to heaven and the importance of paying the field tax in classical Chinese, and then writing two sentences in the middle part.

However, there is no punctuation in classical Chinese, and how to break a sentence depends entirely on the conscience of reading Xiucai.

If you have a good conscience, the people will understand.

If you have a bad conscience, you will break the sentence, and the originally good decrees have become evil governments.

This time is no different.

After all, Lin Fan has memories of his previous life, and although he was a nerd in his previous life, he was really proficient in these things, and he never forgot them.

", old village chief, you have been a military Chinese book, and you have been a village chief, I thought you could understand the people, but I didn't expect that you are the same as those pedantic officials, how can such notices be in official documents, we can tell the people important things in the vernacular, what is the use of writing about him?"

"Uncle, notices have always started like this!"

The old village chief explained aggrievedly.

He was also worried that if he didn't write like this, he would bring trouble to his uncle.

"Not to mention that it has always been like this, what is the purpose of our notice? It is so that the people can understand, Benbo's decree, so many, going around, the people can't understand it at all, what's the use of sending him? ”

Lin Fan angrily scolded the old village chief.

The old village chief lowered his head a little ashamedly, he really didn't think about this.

"It's the old man, it's wrong."

The old village chief admitted his mistake, and Lin Fan did not continue to investigate.

Instead, he said: "When this matter is dealt with, I will personally write two notices, and you will find someone to copy some of them at that time, and distribute them to all villages and towns as quickly as possible." ”

"Yes, uncle."

Although the old village chief was a little depressed, he still quickly responded.

At the same time, I also want to see what kind of notice the uncle wants to write!