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Chapter 1101 also has tax resistance (1)

There are many things happening every day on this land.

Just like this tax collection operation, some people are "willed" and some people are unwilling.

If he doesn't want such a thing that benefits the country and the people, he will definitely be judged as a terror person.

Especially those who are terrorists holding huge weapons of destruction are the targets of severe crackdowns.

Not only do you not pay taxes, but you dare to resist. Such a brave person is absolutely nothing to say, and Zhu Youxiao will not sit idly by.

The eldest son of Marquis of Lingbi just thinks that his father is a marquis of the Ming Dynasty. Why do I have to pay taxes? What is the tax department or the bullshit? I dare to ask me to pay taxes. I have to see if my master agrees or not!

A tax officer took his tax team to collect taxes, but was arrested by the eldest son of Lingbi Hou.

In the dungeon in Lingbi Hou's home, Lingbi Hou's eldest son was holding a whip in his hand, and the whip was filled with blood.

In front of him was a young man tied to a cross. His snow-white shirt was broken, and through the broken holes, he could see that his body had blood marks painted by a whip.

The blood is fuzzy, and the feeling of blood is very terrifying.

At this time, the young man was in a coma. He lowered his head and had not been tied to the cross with his hands tied to the rope, he might have fallen to the ground.

"Crash!"

He went up a bucket of water and poured him a cool heart, and then he woke up slowly.

"Awaken!" The eldest son of the Lingbi Hou hugged his arms with his hands.

"Aren't you very powerful? You dare to come to our house to collect taxes. No one in Lingbi County has dared to say the word "tax" to our house like this!" The eldest son of Lingbi Marquis spitted disdainfully and said.

The tax officer tied to the cross smiled reluctantly, and then looked at the eldest son of Lingbi Marquis with contempt.

"Do you know what this is doing? Do you know what the king's law is? You can cover the sky with one hand because of you!"

It’s not that this tax official looked down on the eldest son of Lingbi Hou, but because this tax action was not just for him, but for the entire Ming Dynasty.

The emperor was here to take charge. He dared to resist taxes so violently, and he dared to arrest all the people from the tax department. Can he bear the consequences?

"King Fa! Here?" The eldest son of Marquis Lingbi opened his eyes wide as if he had seen something incredible.

"You don't know where this place is, right? This is Fengyang Prefecture, and this place is also called Lingbi County. Our Tang family is the king of the king!" The eldest son of Lingbi Hou moved his neck arrogantly, making crackling sounds of bones.

"Believe it or not, I will beat you to death here. No one dares to say a word of no. What's the king's law? Here we call it the king's law!" The eldest son of Marquis of Lingbi swung his whip and threw it on the tax officer.

"Bang!"

"Ah!" The tax officer couldn't help but scream. The whip was covered with barbs. As soon as the whip was down, it was not only fragments of clothes, but also the little shredded meat.

"If you have the ability, try saying this outside. Your Tang family can cover up the sky with Lingbi! You are seeking death! It won't take long for the people from Zhongdu Taxation Bureau to know that something happened to us, and that will be your death!" The tax officer was not afraid of the eldest son of Lingbi Marquis because he had support. Although they were arrested, they were not alone. There was a powerful organization behind them!

"You're so damn that you dare to be stubborn! Look at me, I won't take your skin off!"

"Smack!"

The whip hit the body, and the eldest son of the Lingbi Hou scolded and vented his dissatisfaction.

But outside what he didn't know, a team of tax police cooperated with the Second Army's operation team to the three miles outside the Lingbi Hou Mansion.

Every tax team going out needs to report, for their safety and for knowing their destination. When counting at night, I found something wrong, and the team that went to Lingbi Hou's house to perform official duties did not come back.

According to regulations, those who did not return within the time limit all have an accident, because the tax bureau has given them sufficient time to return and has also formulated rules and regulations to prevent accidents.

Even if the official duties are not completed, even if the last one is shivering, they must return within the specified time, or send a notification staff back to report.

But no, there is no movement at all.

It was as if the team had disappeared, and the people sent out to inquire also found that their carriage and liaison officer were gone.

So the people from Zhongdu Taxation Bureau determined that something happened to the group of people, and that the Lingbi Marquis' Mansion must have detained the tax officer team.

Action must be carried out as quickly as possible and the tax officer team must be rescued in the shortest time.

So fifty tax police and 300 soldiers of the Second Army began the rescue operation. They rushed to Sanli outside the Lingbi Hou mansion to make the final tactical allocation at the speed of a marching force.

"Captain, you lead your subordinates through the main entrance."

"Captain 2, you take your subordinates through the back door."

"The third captain and here are your defense focus. Remember to capture everything you dare to run!" A brigade coach who led the team began to deploy against a combat map of twenty miles.

This map is their latest drawing. The big bandit suppression in more than a month is not just about suppressing bandits.

During this month, tens of thousands of people in the army drew most of the maps of Nanzhili and Zhejiang. Except for some remote or difficult places to walk, detailed maps can be filled with three tents in the military headquarters.

And while this period of time, Zhu Youxiao also obtained the detailed land distribution map of Nanzhili and Zhejiang. Each land is clearly marked on it, because as long as the land is cleared, there will be a main one.

The ground is right there, and you can't escape even if you want to.

All the fields hidden in the fish scale album were dug out this time. Under the various efficient surveying and mapping tools of the army, in more than a month, the amount of land taxes in Nanzhili and Zhejiang should be collected by the people of the Tax Bureau.

After this tax action, if there is another tax problem, it will be clear at a glance. The Central Taxation Department does not even need to review it. Just look at the tax details reported every year and you can know which tax department has a problem.

I collected 10,000 last year, but I collected 5,000 this year. There are no major disasters. You and I are talking about this!

After this, will the tax department still dare to collude with the local government to tamper with the tax situation? Unless the tax department feels that they have too many heads and want to cut a few down to make some food.
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