Chapter Fifty-Nine: The Ten-Year-Old Director (Part II)

"By tongue, why haven't I seen the collection of summer and autumn taxes?" Shen Fei then remembered that he had never seen anyone collect taxes from the town since he was sensible, what was going on?

Since they were about to talk about the matter, those masters were not polite, and woke up directly: "Director, in the past, because of the existence of the Huwei Gang, the rudder of the towns under the control of the Huwei Gang has replaced the town office. Because of the protection of the original inspectors, the big families in the town have not given much money and food over the years, and if they suddenly increase their money, I'm afraid these big families will have opinions on the director. ”

Shen Fei blinked his eyes, thought about it, understood, and dared to feel that when the gang leader was inspecting in front of him, because he was an official, he must know the bottom line of the tax collection of the Dao Dao government, and he could also sell face in the county office. And the rudder of each town took control of the town, and any town tax and commercial tax were collected in the name of protection fees. At that time, the towns of the Huwei Gang had to extort some money and grain from the big families to pay over, and in this way, the towns controlled by the Huwei Gang could not only complete the tax collection task, but also get a large amount of excess taxes, and also get a good reputation.

Wow! How did the Dead Ghost Gang Leader come up with it? It's really admirable! However, Shen Fei also immediately felt a little embarrassed and angry, because wasn't this bullying the Huwei Gang? As soon as the Huwei Gang's gang leader died, he immediately came up with a tax collection instruction that had been turned over several times!

Those Ding Zhuang from the Huwei Gang obviously thought of this, all of them turned red, clenched their fists and teeth and gritted their teeth, and when their emotions accumulated to the peak, Ding Zhuang roared angrily: "Damn, it's too bullying!" Let's just ignore him and pay the tax in November according to the autumn levy of the previous year!"

"Hey, hey, you rough people who don't know anything are messing around!" the master and the clerks immediately shouted at the strong men. The strong men immediately stopped doing it, immediately raised their eyebrows and glared, rubbed their fists and rolled up their sleeves and shouted: "What? You weak and sour people are going to lick the eggs of those bureaucrats in the county town?"

"Vertical man! barbarian!" these masters and clerks were all flushed with anger, and the strong men also shouted.

Seeing this sudden chaotic scene, Shen Fei blinked his eyes, why did they suddenly stop taking me in their eyes again? Didn't they just kill chickens and monkeys? Is it because I hesitated. Can't make a decision, so you look down on me again?

Thinking of this, Shen Fei couldn't help but shake his head. Alas, the most impatient to do these things, everything is so simple as straight ahead.

Shen Fei sighed in his heart. The action did not hesitate, and he slapped the copywriting next to him with a bang. The loud noise immediately frightened the people who were arguing with the civil and military camps, looking at the rotten table, Ding Zhuang's faces were solemn, and the master clerks were a little surprised.

"I forgot to tell you, although the director is only ten years old, he is also a first-class samurai, so you all have to behave and respect me, the director of Tiger Nest Town. Shen Fei said very indifferently. Don't look at the figure, the age is very young. But he was wearing a foreign official uniform, and with the rotten table next to him, there was really an awe-inspiring atmosphere.

"Yes!" said the crowd. Ding Zhuang looked serious and serious, because they were martial artists, and no matter how bad their knowledge was, they would not think that a mere first-class warrior would be able to slap that thick copy with one palm! At the same time, an emotion emerged in their hearts that they didn't know what it was like. Because their ten-year-old boss is actually very likely to be a martial arts genius! Wow, a ten-year-old samurai, I really have never heard of it! I really don't know if I am lucky or unlucky to be under such a person!

And those masters and clerks secretly pouted. Secretly slandered: "If you are worthy of being a member of the gang, you know how to use force to speak, it's too rude!" Although Daqin is now practicing martial arts for the whole people, since they can save the position of this seventh- or eighth-class official, it means that they are all wastes who cannot practice martial arts. In other words, they don't have that vision, and they don't know how great it is for Shen Fei to smash a piece of copy with one palm. ...,

Shen Fei didn't bother to pay attention to what they were thinking, and seeing that his force deterrence was really useful, he couldn't help but nod with satisfaction and said: "That's good, then, a few masters, tell me, why can't we pay the county according to the tax collection of the previous year? Could it be that the county will look for trouble? How to find this trouble?"

The eldest master said with a wry smile: "My lord, the county will not trouble us town office personnel, at most it will be a charge of ineffective work recorded in the file, and it will be difficult to be promoted in the future." However, our Tiger Nest Town will be unlucky at that time, because the county will directly send soldiers to forcibly collect taxes! These people from other towns will naturally come to our town, and naturally how the disaster will come, so the elder must not let the county find an excuse!"

Hearing this, thinking that people from other towns came to the town to collect taxes, the idiot also knew that these outsiders must have come so happily when the time came! Thinking of this, Ding Zhuang and the clerks all looked at Shen Fei with ugly faces for a while, and they were very anxious waiting for the ten-year-old director to make a decision.

Seeing the subordinates who were old enough to call themselves uncles and brothers, looking at him nervously and worriedly, Shen Fei stretched his little face, straightened his chest and waved his hands and said:

"Don't worry, this is our own business in Tiger Nest Town, as long as I am still the director, I will never let the county interfere with us!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, but they became nervous again, because this autumn levy was too much, and if they really wanted to take this levy to levy taxes and levy strong men, they would definitely be beaten into pig's heads by the angry townspeople!

Just the tax collection and those big households may be able to complete it, but the 500 Ding Zhuang monthly labor is the big trouble.

Now is the summer planting period! When manpower is needed, it is actually this time to levy labor, not to ask the people to rebel!

It's just that if the town can't complete the autumn levy, the result will naturally be that the county will send people to loot, and those townspeople who don't know the hearts of good people and have been ravaged will be angry with their own people at the very least.

Although the director made a guarantee, what could he guarantee as a ten-year-old child? His family was not a big family, and there was no way to pay the autumn levy in advance, let alone invite 500 Ding Zhuang to serve in labor.

Seeing that everyone's expressions became unstable after thinking about it for a while, Shen Fei naturally knew that these guys were thinking about it again, and couldn't help but shout in his heart that there were so many troubles, and immediately changed his voice:

"Of course, we all have to work together on this autumn sign, after all, this is a sign from the county honor. If we can't do it, we'll be punished. Don't think that we can't complete it just scolding, at most we have a demerit, think about the fact that there was absolutely no such a peculiar autumn levy in the past, you can know that things are different today, if we disobey the orders of the county, we will not be deprived of our identity as government officials!"

Hearing this, everyone's hearts were shocked, and their faces showed a look of horror and worry. Most of the masters and clerks used to be from the town office, so they naturally knew what the status of the officials of the exiled officials represented, which meant that they were members of the public family! It meant that they could be exempted from labor and taxes, and more importantly, they represented their status and popularity in the township.

In the past, when the Huwei Gang was strong, although he was driven out of the town office, his identity as an official still existed, and he could get a salary from the county government every month, and he was still majestic among his relatives and neighbors at home. If this identity is deprived, and he loses face among his relatives and neighbors, the family alone will have a bad look at himself as a weak scholar who eats and waits for death. It's worse than being killed!

Ding Zhuang's thoughts are more direct, although mixing gangs was a legitimate profession in the past, but the eyes of relatives, friends and neighbors are always weird, but as soon as he became a member of the town office, the eyes of these people can be immediately changed, not only everyone is enthusiastic, and even the marriage that no one cares about, there are also matchmakers who come to inquire. ...,

Such a good thing is brought about by the identity of the official of the town office, and the reason why he can get this position is because the director is the son of his own helmsman, and he belongs to the director's lineage, otherwise such a good position in the official government, where can it be the turn of these people!

So these Ding Zhuang's ideas are very simple, if the director can find a way to settle the autumn signs, everything will naturally be fine, if not, then it is up to them to force the signs.

They don't care if the people make trouble or not, anyway, they have knives, guns and bows and arrows in their hands, who dares to evade taxes and resist, and directly arrest and kill, anyway, in a word, they must not be deprived of the identity of government officials.

For them, anything like the anger of the people and the horror of the gentry is not as important as their own beautiful job.

With such thoughts, they naturally immediately shouted:

"Director, you give the order! I will obey my orders and absolutely complete this task. ”

The clerical masters immediately felt their hearts skip a beat, what they mean is too clear, seeing the fierce breath that these Ding Zhuang slowly surged, they naturally knew what these guys were thinking, and they all looked around, and they all hesitated, although they wanted to follow Ding Zhuang to express their position, but they were not these guys with little knowledge. Offending the boss, it's great to be a pawn for a while, to be ridiculed by others, and to be a rice worm who is supported by the family. But if you offend your neighbors, then don't think about messing around in the township, I'm afraid you won't even have a place to bury!

The family background is okay, and naturally it is more about the prestige among the neighbors, so keep your mouth shut. (Your support is my biggest motivation.) )