Chongwen Gate on Jingshi South Road, not big or small, is also a yamen officially in charge, in the name of the land, it is called Chongwen Gate Tax Customs.

The Chongwenmen tax customs were not big at first, and during the Shunzhi period, it was just a shortage of subordinates of the Internal Affairs Bureau.

However, in the Qianlong period, the tax of Chongwenmen alone was hundreds of thousands of taels of snowflake silver every year, which was known as the fattest shortage of Beijing officials. This kind of fat shortage is naturally only the Aixin Jueluo family slave with the status of the Manchurian bachelor and the Eight Banners are qualified to be in charge.

In the past, this position was held in the hands of the university scholar Fu Heng for many years, and after Fu Heng died of illness in the army, his youngest son Fu Chang'an was in charge of it, and in the past few years, he was robbed by He Shen.

The fertilizer of the Chongwenmen tax customs is still somewhat different from the fat shortage elsewhere in the Qing Dynasty.

Is the river yamen fattened or not? As a river official, not to mention the governor of the river, even an ordinary handling official, he can make enough money. But the river patrol soldiers below can only wait for some benefits to leak out of the fingers of the old man.

Not only is this the case with the river yamen, but also the salt yamen, and the magistrates of Guangzhou and Yangzhou, the so-called fat shortage is probably because the old men eat their brains full of fat, but the officials below do not have much room for growth, and they are not as easy and happy as those commonly known as the "two masters" The gatekeepers and long-term followers are relaxed and happy.

However, the tax collectors used by the Chongwen Gate from the supervisor and below have always been selected by the children of the clan first, and the Zhenguo Gong and the Auxiliary Guogong who are not included in the eight points are not qualified to ask about this errand. Of course, the big head must first honor the first few masters, but the errand man cannot fail to feed.

Uncle Qiren has a lot of etiquette and expenses, and his small hobbies such as chewing betel nut and smoking snuff will inevitably support the scene. A flag man with three flags, can use the snuff box of sugar skin and Tian Yu on all sides, then he will never use the crystal painting, if he changes the pretty color of agate or cloisonné cloisonné, then he must be anxious with people. But the shortage has always been that there are more monks and less porridge, and the children of the sect who have entered the eighth point will inevitably break their heads, and the only place that can grow is the Chongwenmen tax gate.

Let such a group of untouchable grandfathers take care of things, the toll tax in this capital is outrageous, as long as you pass in front of Chongwen, no matter whether the living enter the city or the dead go out of their funerals, they all have to pay out of their pockets. Goods from the north and south, tea and wine, and only the monopoly officials and businessmen can transport them into the city, and naturally the tax money is even more considerable.

Such a germination is still insufficient, even if the foreign official enters Beijing to report on his work, he has to peel off a layer of skin alive in front of Chongwen. Poor counties are blocked at the gate of Chongwen and cannot enter Beijing, which is not an officialdom joke, but a real ready-made example.

But think about it from the perspective of the Eight Banners, the ancestors snatched the flowers and mountains with their heads, and the gentlemen paid a little bit of tax money, which really didn't even count as interest. Who in this world doesn't know that the Qing Dynasty is eternal, and the Qianlong Emperor has been prosperous for thousands of years, until more than 200 years later, there are still two fools and stinky feet who pretend to be fools!

It is the season when the heat has not subsided, and even if the flag people make money, they don't have to work hard like this - it's too undignified!

Therefore, the few tax collectors standing in front of Chongwen Gate under the sun are all white servants hired by those who have a shortage of princes. These people have to get enough money for the tax customs, and they have to feed the banner people's masters, and they have to get benefits for themselves, and they will be several times darker.

At this moment, there were already a number of mule and horse-drawn carts lined up in front of Chongwenmen, most of which were to send wine to the yellow taverns, Lu wineries, and large wine vats in the city, and naturally they were all under the banner of the eighteen wineries in Chongwenmen, so that they were eligible to send them to the tax collectors to be exploited.

On the brim of the small hat on the handlebar-style head, there are small ingots of silver, which is convenient for the taxpayers to collect taxes according to the head. If you don't do this, you can delay it for a day just by inspecting and arguing about the price. The silver on this hat is also exquisite, all of them are made of square ingots made of Shanxi money, not the small round silver ingots in the south, I am afraid that the flag people have slippery hands, and the silver will be spared if it lands on the ground, and it will have to be prepared again.

These white servants, one by one, are either gowns of kudzu yarn or feather satin, and the shoes and socks are also green satin, breathable and cool, but they are also many times more expensive than the Liuyang summer cloth used by the flat-headed people.

Compared with such a magnificent outfit, those distempered handlebar styles are even more cautious, just keeping their heads down and letting the white servants pick up the silver one by one.

These people's eyes are all old and spicy, and at a glance, even the silver ingot can be estimated to be a few cents. If his face changed a little, the little shopkeeper who escorted the car knew that something was wrong, and hurriedly took out the silver - twenty taels down, then there was no need to take it out, and it would inevitably be a flying disaster.

There is no place to even justify such a thing - the tax collector is just looking for foreign pay, and it is not murder and arson, who is patient to take care of such a thing?

Blocking the mule cart in front of them to collect taxes, they didn't fail to see the cart and horse behind them—everyone still looked at the nunu side from time to time, and they all felt a little fresh.

I have seen a lot of old Taoists in Sijiu City, and it is really the first time to see Taoist priests who ride high-headed horses like this and show off their martial arts. All of them are tall, broad-shouldered, and the robes on their bodies are like military attaché arrow sleeves, so they can't see what the material is, they just feel very bright. In this hot weather, this group of Taoist priests were dressed tightly, but they didn't even see a drop of sweat on their heads. In the middle is surrounded by a small car covered by a Qingluo umbrella, but the one pulling the cart is a big black bear, and it is a Western scenery that has not been seen for many years.

And while they were amazed, they saw a horse from the caravan coming towards it.

Seeing the momentum of the comer, the handlebar carts that had not yet entered the city unconsciously drove the mule carts to both sides to make way for them.

The handlebar type can give way, but these tax collectors of Chongwenmen must fulfill their duties - every time the magistrate enters Beijing to report on his work, the county commander and the prefect don't know how much they will be stopped, let alone just a Taoist priest?

"Stop, stop! If you want to enter the capital, all military officials will dismount and pay taxes! Monks and Taoists, etc., a priori degree. Then old man, take out your tax money and degree!"

In the eyes of a few tax collectors, these words are already polite, how can they usually have such a good voice? But the one who stopped today was originally a Taoist soldier under Wei Ye's command, how many times have he experienced the sea of corpses and blood, and how many times did he see these tax collectors who were fake and tigers?

Listening to the calls of these tax collectors, he pulled the reins suddenly, controlled the horse with only his crotch strength, and glanced at these tax collectors on the horse's back, and asked arrogantly: "What kind of degree? We Daohai Sect Origin Sect don't know this kind of thing!"