Except for the lack of emperor, harem and prince, there are in Beijing and in Nanjing.

Like Beijing, the military commanders of the five cities in Nanjing are under the jurisdiction of the Ministry of War, but they are not close. The prince's father-in-law serves as the commander of the military commanders who are in charge of the matter and are actually deputy commanders.

Like Beijing, the Nandu Bingmas also deals with the city and checks the city gates. At the same time, there is also a part-time job, which is to collect taxes for the inner garrison yamen.

Although the big head is taken away by the inner garrison yamen, the tax collectors can always get a lot of money. Therefore, the tax collectors in each juncture are generally those who can be credited to the deputy commander of the Bingmasi.

The small treasury, no matter in history, must be done by people who have something to do with the leader. People who are worried about the leader can encounter such confidential things.

Su San is the person whom the leader is at ease. His cousin is the deputy commander of the Xicheng Bingmasi, so he asked his cousin's brother-in-law to collect taxes at Jubaomen.

But although it is a bad idea to collect taxes and set up small treasuries, the people responsible for the front line are really hard. They get up no later than entering the city during the holidays and 30 days. Because if they go later, they will have no place to get benefits.

This also indirectly shows that people who get up early will definitely have good fortune.

As usual, Su San got up in the dark before dawn and went to the door to busy.

When the city gate opens soon, the first person to flock into the city was the vegetable dealer outside the city.

These vegetable dealers are not those who sell along the streets, but big dealers, and they are called vegetable dealers at guilds.

There are dozens or even hundreds of side dishes under a big vegetable head. The side dishes directly deal with farmers who grow vegetables. When they receive the vegetables, they use a car to pull them into Nanjing City, and then the side dishes are assigned to various vegetable markets. The side dishes are waiting there.

There are millions of residents in Nanjing, and eating, drinking, defecation and urination on this day is not a decimal. Not to mention anything else, just transporting vegetables into the city, at the most, there are seven or eight hundred vegetable trucks entering the city by driving Jubaomen.

Each car only collects about ten copper coins, and can collect seven or eight thousand cigars from the vegetable dealer in a day. Add other vendors to transport ducks and geese, but they dare not say that they make money every day, but it is no problem to earn three or five hundred taels a day.

It costs more than 10,000 taels a month, and about 100,000 taels a year. There are 13 city gates in the inner city of Nanjing. This item alone is called the Inner Garrison Hall to earn millions of taels every year.

Who is not jealous of this money?

But who dares to get involved?

The taxes for various departments in Nanjing are collected by the internal supervisor, but it was settled at that time by Master Cheng!

The emperor in Beijing pointed to this silver. The most important thing for internal garrison every year is not to review the officers and soldiers of the Nandu, but to transport the millions of royal flowers to the capital. Without this royal flowers, the emperor's inner treasury would have shrunk by one third.

Of course, it is also a rule to keep money back.

How many people can really get to the inner treasury is the emperor's business and the father-in-law's business. Su San doesn't care. He only knows that he must complete the task of fifty taels every day.

These fifty taels belong to the cousin's wife and the military personnel, and they are also the defaulters on the inner guards. The remaining amount of Su San can do depends on his ability.

If you are lucky, you may be 300% off, but if you are not lucky, you may be 100% off.

This luck is related to the background of the "taxpayer".

If you have connections in the city, it is very likely that you will do business in public and there is no benefit.

It doesn't matter, so it's possible to give him some benefits. Otherwise, Su Tou is unhappy and asks you to wait in line when you have to wait? When you are put in, you are afraid that the vegetable markets in the city will be dispersed. Who will buy your stale and fish?

If you know how to do things, you will directly set a "year-old" or "monthly" system with the heads of the military officials, which saves a lot of trouble.

Those who don’t know how to do things are mostly just entering this industry, either from other places, or they have not yet paid a visit to the wharf and paid participants. This type of person is also the favorite tax collection of cities and gates everywhere.

After looking at the sky, Su San pinched his nose and went up the city tower. He didn't want to stay below. After opening the door later, he would not let someone in first, but transport the incense cart first.

This incense cart is not a incense cart, but a manure cart. It is collected by various manure stores and transported to the city to take out food for farmers to farm. Some of the larger manure stores transported the manure to the Yangtze River and loaded it on a large ship and sold it to Jiangbei.

The profit is considerable.

I heard that there are many incense heads that are squandering money on the Qinhuai River.

"It's fragrant, it's fragrant!"

After going up to the city gate tower, Su Datou called out a few times. A dozen tax soldiers from below worked together to pull the door bolt down, then pushed open the city gate hard, and then quickly retreated to both sides.

The cold air was whizzing out from the cave in the city gate. The urns on both sides were also black, and it felt cold when they walked to the side. The Taizu had to pay a lot of money to build this Nanjing city back then. I heard that this urns alone could hide 100,000 soldiers.

The vendors who came into the city outside knew that they would get out of the incense cart first, and lined up in a long queue. No matter how smelly the incense cart was, they had to endure it.

When hundreds of fragrant cars lined up in the city saw the city gate open, the leading coachman swung his whip and the carriage slowly drove out of the city. One after another behind him, soon, the stench filled the sky above the city gate. Even if Su San was hiding on the city gate tower, the smell was like a fly, and he was circling around his nose.

The dealers queuing outside the city either covered their noses with their hands or towels, trying to keep themselves from smelling the odor. Those who were anxious couldn't help but look inside the city, counting how many manure trucks were out and how many cars were in front of their homes.

Those who do market business, entering the city earlier means they can sell out the things earlier.

However, there are also powerful, or used to hawkers and coachmen, who are not afraid of the odor at all, and they gather around the Chaos stall and eat on their own.

One waits in and the other comes out, and the order is in place. After all, it has been more than two hundred years of rules.

But the fragrant cart in the city just entered the cave at the gate, and the first cart had not come out yet. While everyone was waiting patiently, two carts behind were rushing towards the cave at the gate at the gate.

"Stop, stop!"

The soldiers guarding outside the city watched and immediately shouted.

The vendors next to them also started shouting, either thinking that they were two people who didn’t understand the rules of entering the city or thinking that they were here to rush to queue up.

Su San also heard the noise in the city, lay on the battlements and looked at him, happy, wouldn't he give him money to spend?

Without saying a word, he quickly ran down the city wall. Such a rash person who did not understand the rules gave him the opportunity to "do the law" by Su Tou Ming.

The tax soldiers under the city also had the same idea. They could not be empty-handed even if they had money.

How to make money? It is the Eight Immortals who cross the sea, and they all rely on their abilities.

The two tax soldiers walked forward with a stern face and were about to stop the two carriages. They thought that the other party would be scared to stop when they saw the soldiers, but they didn't know that the person in the car rushed up with a whip.

"Does go, dos go!"

The people in the car were still excited. Not only did they stop, but they instead called for the vehicles in front to get out of the way.

"Bastard, I want to hit someone to death!"

The two tax soldiers were almost hit and cursed in anger. The other tax soldiers immediately rushed up as they looked at the scene.

I haven't seen such a arrogant master for many years. If you don't beat you up, they will be in vain to wear this military uniform!

But the two carriages were too fast, and the tax soldiers could not hold on and did not dare to block them in front. The team of manure troop that was leaving the city was frightened.

"Stop soon, you're hitting it, you're going to hit it!"

The coachman who was leading the carriage was watching the two carriages running towards him, so he was so scared that he stopped the carriage quickly. But before he could park the carriage, a carriage drove along the side of his dung truck.

Before he could recover, another carriage came, but this time the carriage hit his feces directly.

The manure truck was hit like this, and the incense bucket on the car suddenly shaking. Then a bucket of manure was splashed out, and the splashed drivers were all covered in them. The vendors waiting to enter the city were also "all benefited from it". They were either splashed on their shoes or pants, which made them angry and pointed at the carriage that caused the accident and cursed.

The person in the carriage who caused the accident turned a deaf ear and rushed in. Now, the city gate was in chaos.

When Su San got off, the two carriages had already reached the middle of the cave in the city gate. Seeing that the person in front of him did not stop him, Su San was also anxious and was about to ask someone to move the blocking wood beside the city wall, but he was stunned for a moment, and then he was shocked and told the men who were about to stop the car to stop and let them go.

"Go, go!"

Two rash carriages were really crowded in from the city gate. After the wheels, there was a filthy ground behind them, and there were swear words everywhere in the city gate.

After successfully squeezed out, the people in the car did not look at the tax soldiers on both sides and drove the carriage into the city.

"Su Tou, why did he let it go?"

The tax soldiers waited for the carriage to disappear at the intersection, and then surrounded him and asked what was going on.

Su San shouted angrily: "Stop it? Stop it, don't you see the person from Dongning Bo Mansion in the car!"

"Dongning Bo Mansion?"

The tax soldiers were stunned for a moment, and then they all wondered: Why did the people from Dongning Bo Mansion rush around like they were rushing to reincarnate?

Someone remembered something and hurriedly said, "Su Tou, it seems that he saw Dong Ning Bo take people out of the city a few days ago."

Someone nodded and said, "I heard that He Fengcheng Hou and the others took the soldiers from the three camps out to review. Why are you back?" After saying that, he was shocked again and said in a lost voice: "Is it the one in the car Dongning Bo?"

But no one answered him, because everyone was very grateful. If Su hadn't spoken in time and really stopped his uncle, they would have been whipped a few times. Even if it weren't for the uncle or others in the uncle's mansion, they would have been in trouble.

These people from Zihou’s Mansion and Bo’s Mansion can’t afford to offend them by relying on their power.

………

The one on the carriage was definitely not Dong Ningbo, but his nephew Jiao Chengye.

In order to rush back to Nanjing to report and raise money to redeem people, Jiao Chengye was in a hurry to go.

As soon as I returned to my uncle's mansion, I didn't care whether I had gotten up or not, so I rushed to my uncle's residence and asked the maid to call my uncle up quickly.

"Chengye, you are back, why are you so anxious? ...Where is your uncle?..."

When Mrs. Zhao, the wife of Dongning, smelled the smell of her nephew's body, and was slightly stunned. When she saw her nephew's face was panicked, she couldn't help but feel a stern.
Chapter completed!