Early morning.

The sun is rising.

With the opening of the gate of the county seat, Linzi County, which had slept all night, gradually woke up and became noisy.

In the east and west cities, the guys yawned and opened the doors of their shops.

On the streets and alleys, breakfast stalls have long been set up.

The smell of fireworks permeates every corner of the county.

Tian Laosan slowly opened his eyes, sat up from the Chase bunk of the inn, stretched his waist, and then got up and came to the well in the courtyard to wash.

He is a native of Xinzhen, under the jurisdiction of Boxing County, and works as a partner in the salt shop of a large family in the town.

Xinzhen is close to the sea, so illegal salt is rampant, and the government also turns a blind eye to illegal salt dealers.

I can't do it, I can't manage it.

Leaning on the seaside, everyone can make their own salt, is it possible to arrest all the people?

Besides, those officials have been fed by the smuggling salt dealers, and if they catch the smuggled salt, isn't it self-defeating?

Tian Laosan's main family is the largest smuggler of salt in the new town.

The owner's family has salt guides, but he never buys a grain of salt in the imperial court, and all the salt sold in the shop is private salt made by himself.

Last month, the host family negotiated a big deal.

Every ten days, tens of thousands of catties of coarse salt are transported to Linzi County.

Because of his clever people and deep qualifications, Tian Laosan naturally received an errand to transport coarse salt.

To be honest, in this world, there is no shortage of soldiers, not to mention the mountain bandits, and the anti-thieves who have risen up are even more wave after wave.

Tian Laosan didn't want to receive this errand, but he had no choice but to give the master's salary enough.

If you run once, you can get 500 yuan.

This is his third trip.

After washing up, he walked out of the inn with leisurely steps, and after looking around, he walked to a breakfast stall at the mouth of an alley.

As soon as he sat down, the vendor in charge of the stall greeted with a smile: "Xiao Langjun is early, what do you eat?" ”

"Hmm."

Tian Laosan nodded and ordered: "Come to a bowl of bean curd and two oil cakes." ”

"Howler!"

The vendor shouted, and immediately scooped a full bowl of bean curd, grabbed some chopped green onions and chopped pickles and put them in the bowl, and finally scooped a small spoonful of braised soup from the clay pot and poured it on top.

Douhua originated in the Tang Dynasty, and in the Song Dynasty, it evolved into a well-known food.

But at this time, it's basically salted bean curd.

Sweet bean curd is rare, because sugar is too expensive, even sand sugar costs thirty or fifty yuan a tael, and ordinary people can't afford it.

"Xiao Langjun use it slowly, and the oil cake will be good later."

Tian Laosan picked up the spoon, mixed the bean curd and seasoning in the bowl, and then ate slowly.

Just then, two tax collectors approached.

Seeing this, there was no need for the official to speak, and the hawker took the initiative to take out five cents and handed it over.

After receiving the money, a servant took out a small notebook, took a pen and wrote a few lines, and then tore off a piece of paper and handed it over.

After taking the paper, the boss carefully dried it and put it in a drawer.

Seeing the backs of the two officials leaving, Tian Laosan scolded in a low voice: "Straight lady thief!" ”

Hearing this, the vendor smiled: "Xiao Langjun looked at Miansheng, isn't he from this county?" ”

"Hmm."

Tian Laosan nodded indignantly.

The hawker explained: "Xiao Langjun is wrong to blame them, the five cents are apportionments, and they have to pay when they leave the stall." ”

Tian Laosan was angry and said: "If you go out of the stall, you have to pay five cents, what kind of truth is this?" You're still talking to these birds? ”

What kind of virtue these pickled spine-beating platters are, how can he not know.

"This is the rule set by the county magistrate, as long as you pay the five cents apportionment, no one will come to collect taxes. Oh, see, this note is the proof. If any more officials come to ask, all they need to do is show them this voucher. The peddler said, taking the bill out of the drawer and shaking it.

Tian Laosan frowned and said: "But if there is no business all day, wouldn't you have to post five cents upside down?" ”

"No, it won't."

The hawker waved his hand and said with a smile: "Now that the county is prosperous, there are many caravans coming and going from the south to the north, and we hawkers have also been stained with some light, not to mention making a fortune, but there is no problem in feeding a family." ”

"That's a good official!"

Tian Laosan didn't know what kind of official the county magistrate was, but in his opinion, if he could rectify the officials, he would be the master of Qingtian.

The hawker said with emotion: "Who says it's not, in the past, when the county magistrate didn't come, these officials could collect taxes three or four times a day, and sometimes they were busy all day long, and they had to pay for it." Now, after the county magistrate rectifies, these officials seem to have changed people, not to mention how honest they are. ”

After clearing the accounts a while ago, Han Zhen took the opportunity to adjust the taxes of Linzi County.

After discussions with Changzhi County and a group of tax collectors, it was decided to raise the commercial tax to 10% tax.

For stalls without storefronts, booth fees will be charged instead.

Because unlike merchants with shops, shops keep accounts, so it is more convenient to collect taxes.

For street vendors like this, it is very troublesome to collect taxes, and it is not easy to count.

After all, in the information age of later generations, tax evasion cannot be eradicated, let alone now.

Therefore, for the sake of convenience and to prevent the officials from doing their best to the hawkers, they simply changed the booth fee, which is five cents per stall, and the voucher is used as evidence.

As for the merchants who have shops in the county, as well as the merchants who come and go from the south to the north, they have to pay a 10% commercial tax.

The commercial tax is twice as high as in the past, but after the rectification, the tax paid by the merchants has been several times less.

Merchants are not stupid, so they are naturally willing.

"Xiao Langjun, the oil cake is ready."

The vendor brings a small plate to the low table.

On the plate, the two golden oil cakes exude bursts of heat, which makes people's appetite move when they look at it.

Tian Laosan picked up a piece, blew a few breaths of cool air, and took a small bite.

The fried pancake has a crispy crust and is served with leek filling, which is extra sweet.

Suddenly, a group of people rushed to the street, both men and women, rushing towards the direction of the county government one by one.

Tian Laosan was curious: "What are you doing?" ”

The hawker was no longer surprised, and speculated: "It is estimated that the county government is recruiting workers again." ”

"It's strange that the conscription is so active?" Tian Laosan looked puzzled.

In Boxing County, if you know that the conscription is conscripted, which people are not sighing and complaining about their misery.

This Linzi County is good, and the people rushed to apply.

"Xiao Langjun doesn't know, we are recruited from Linzi County, not only to take care of a meal, but also to pay wages."

The peddler smiled, and there was a pride in his tone.

Tian Laosan was stunned for a moment, and then asked, "How much?" ”

"Twenty for men and ten for women."

"So much?"

Tian Laosan exclaimed in surprise and calculated: "In this way, if both men and women in the family are called for conscription, wouldn't they be able to have a consistent amount of money in a month?" ”

The peddler shook his head and said with a smile: "Xiao Langjun said that he laughed, how can there be such a job every day, and he will only do it for three or five days every time." ”

As he spoke, there was a commotion in the streets and alleys.

"The county government is recruiting again!"

"You rammer a lot, why don't you hurry up and answer the call."

"Hurry up, no matter how late it is, you won't be able to catch up."

“……”

Immediately afterwards, the crowd of people from all directions poured in and converged towards the county office.

Seeing this scene, Tian Laosan was amazed.

He has been in Zixian three times, and each time he comes, he discovers new changes.

Moreover, they are all changing for the better.

Thinking about their officials in Boxing County, Tian Laosan couldn't help but shake his head and sigh.

……

……

Yidu County.

In the lobby of the government, Zhao Ting was wearing a scarlet official robe and sat upright.

There were two people standing below, one of them was Luo Sha, and the other was the commander of the Wuwei Army, Yu Chaohuan.

is also the commander of the same army, and they are all officials of the fifth grade, but Yu Chaohuan's status is higher than Luo Sha.

The reason is simple, he is in charge of the forbidden army.

The forbidden army is divided into upper, middle and lower classes, and the forbidden army such as Zhuri, Tianwu, and Longwei is the first class, and is responsible for guarding the Beijing Division.

The remaining two are further divided into three cases.

Both the garrison of the forbidden army, the garrison of the forbidden army and the ration of the forbidden army.

The cantonment garrison was sent to various prefectures and prefectures, most of which were in the northwest and Hebei.

In fact, there is no difference between a cantonment and a cantonment, the only difference is that it is stationed in the mainland.

It's more interesting to get food.

The Wuwei Army was the grain ban army, which was first stationed on Huainan West Road, and later suffered a major flood here, and the grain harvest plummeted.

As a result, the imperial court issued an order to transfer the Wuwei army to Qingzhou, which had a bumper harvest for several years.

Transferring from a place with little food to a place with a lot of food is a food ban army.

It belongs to the states and wanders around, begging for food.

Although the forbidden army in various places has been eroded over the years, it is still much better than the box army called the Xiang Army, which is actually a refugee camp, at least to suppress some small-scale rebellions, or to capture them.

Luo Sha and Yu Chaohuan quietly glanced at each other and looked at each other.

Zhao Ting called the two of them so formally that they couldn't help but feel worried.

At this time, Zhao Ting, who was sitting upright, slowly spoke: "This official called you to come this time to prepare to send troops to quell the rebellion and suppress the anti-thief Zhang Wanxian!" ”

Sending troops to counterinsurgency?

The two of them were stunned together, and a trace of panic flashed in their eyes.

This Zhao Ting broke his brain today, and he took the initiative to send troops to quell the rebellion!

Luo Sha ate empty pay and drank the blood of soldiers, and his Yu Chaohuan was no better.

There are more than 28,000 people from the old Wuwei Army, and now there are only more than 10,000 people in the barracks.

And it's okay to neglect drills over the years, scare and scare the mountain bandits and rogues, and let them suppress the Dare to Blaze Army, how is this different from sending them to death?

Thinking of this, Yu Chaohuan swallowed his saliva and arched his hand: "Zhizhou, the last general thinks that it is better to be quiet than to move now." That Zhang Wanxian numbered more than 100,000 people, and captured Changping some time ago, and the momentum was flourishing. ”

Zhao Ting stroked his beard and said: "This official has passed a letter with the governor of Weizhou, and the Northern Navy will also send troops in the near future to take Changping." Wait for the siege of Shouguang, and then the front and rear attacks will definitely be able to annihilate the enemy in one fell swoop! ”

"This ...... Zhizhou is far-sighted, and the end will admire. ”

Yu Chaohuan slapped a sycophant, and secretly smiled bitterly in his heart.

Zhao Ting suddenly shouted: "Yu Chaohuan listens to the order!" ”

"The last general!"

Yu Chaohuan hurriedly hugged his fists and responded.

Zhao Ting ordered: "Order you to reorganize the army immediately, and send troops to Shouguang tomorrow." ”

"The last general...... Yes, sir! ”

Even if he was reluctant, Yu Chaohuan could only respond.

Then, Zhao Ting set his eyes on Luo Sha on the side.

"Luo Sha listens to orders!"

"The last general!"

"I order you to command the town navy and assist the Wuwei army to quell the rebellion."

"The last general obeys!"

(End of chapter)