Li Zai Chao!

Hong Jinglai and the three of them were excited!

What a coincidence!

When the three officers grabbed a man and stood up, Hong Jinglai confirmed. Isn't this Li Zaichao?

"It seems like it's really him!" Han Sanshi looked at Hong Jinglai.

"It must be, it can't be wrong!" Han Wushi also agreed.

"Probably, they look so similar and have the same name."

Although I did the work in the middle of the night that day, it is impossible to forget that kind of thing in my life. It can even be said that it is engraved in my bones, very clear.

"How come he still owes taxes? I remember that last year they bought leather goods and returned from Hanyang. They had a lot of money in their hands."

"You just have one hundred and two hundred silver coins, enough for these people to ask for money?"

"That must be impossible!" Han Sanshi smiled bitterly.

"Don't worry, let's take a look first. If it's only a few dozen or a hundred taels, we can just give it to him. It's not a big deal." Hong Jinglai suddenly realized that this was the best opportunity to benevolent and paid for him.

, it happened that even the people were sold to Hong Jinglai.

Han Sanshi and Han Wushi helped Hong Jinglai push and squeeze to grab a front row seat. The people who had been squeezed out of the way were just about to curse when they saw the Han brothers were tall and strong, with daggers hanging from their waists, and they didn't dare to fart.

He backed away obediently and gave up the good position he had grabbed. Of course, he cursed in his heart no matter how hard he cursed.

Hong Jinglai did not wear a long cannon or a large-brimmed gauze hat when he went out this time. The dress he wore before was really too out of touch with the masses. The good people's regulations do not allow the wearing of more advanced clothes, but there is no rule that the second class is not allowed to wear the clothes of the good people.

In other words, you are Kong Yiji who has already had his leg broken, but you still have to wear a tattered robe. How can you wear a short robe and mix with other people?

I really didn't expect or predict that there would be two groups of nobles wearing cold clothes.

The scribes on the steps began to shout loudly. The five people in the tower today should all be Shan households. They were the household registrations stipulated by the Li Dynasty that allowed people not to pay rice. They used various mountain products to rice at a discount and paid taxes to the government.

Others didn't pay attention, but Li Zaichao actually owed 360 chinchilla skins, fox skins and sea otter skins in just one year!

Good guy! What have you done? I owe you so much!

Even if you sell Li Zaichao's whole family, you still can't hand over 360 pieces of skin!

Continuing to listen to the scolds scolding them, Hong Jinglai finally understood that summer should prepare for autumn. In autumn, this year's North Korean Winter Solstice delegation will set off for Yanjing, and they need to bring tributes.

Theoretically, the tribute should be prepared by King Sunjong himself who is sitting on the throne, but everyone can see how poor King Sunjong is. In other words, starting from King Injo, that is, after the Japanese chaos, the kings of the Lee Dynasty were basically

So poor.

I don’t think they have even restored Gyeongbokgung Palace now. The palace was burned down and they don’t have the money to restore it. They are currently living in the former annex of Changgyeonggung Palace. It’s very pitiful.

So the kings of the Li Dynasty should learn from Da Meng and sit in faction!

Everyone is encouraged to “donate”!

shameless!

Tributes to the Qing Dynasty were delivered by each county in turn. It was said that they were shared equally among the local people, but in fact it was not exploited in every possible way.

Things like saddles, wine, ginseng, Korean paper, mother-of-pearl lacquerware, pearls, etc. are all distributed by the local counties in turn.

Naturally, Jiju County in Hamgyong Province in the north will send tributes this year, and Jizhou's tributes are all kinds of furs.

At this time, all 30,000 people in the county are "fair"! The mountain households provide furs, the farmers provide transportation of grain, and the peasant households provide foot fees. No one can escape and must serve the king!

But there is a problem that Hong Jinglai remembers very clearly. In the fifty-fourth year of Qianlong's reign, even if Emperor Qianlong hinted that he wanted Li Chao to use tiger skins as tributes, he was actually asking for them to make winter butt pads for himself.

Just six.

All the other furs, including the squealing fur seal skins, did not exceed 200 pieces.

How could Li Zai Chao alone distribute 360 ​​pieces of tribute? This is equivalent to the fact that Li Zai Chao was responsible for all the tributes of Li Chao, and it lasted for two years.

"How much did the other people share?"

"The more is two hundred and two, the less is seventy." Han Sanshi is very sensitive to numbers.

"Isn't the total number less than a thousand?"

"almost."

"The amount for the imperial court is only two hundred, but the local government pays five times as much!"

I thought that these mountain households must have handed over some of them before, otherwise they would not be scolded now, but should be put on the bench directly. Then the Jizhou County Sheriff was really too cruel, actually collecting seven or eight times the tribute like this.

"That group over there should be his Qi brothers!" Han Sanshi interrupted Hong Jinglai and nuzzled into the crowd.

There were indeed several men, and two of them looked familiar. They were standing in the crowd with angry expressions on their faces. They were also wearing short blades and holding sticks, as if they had other intentions.

If the Qi brothers in Li Dynasty suddenly attacked, they might even be able to capture the city with the hundreds of officers and soldiers from Jizhou Yamen.

"Wushi, wait a minute and you take my horse tag and shout!"

"Brother Hong, do you want to take action?"

"I'm afraid they will really kill officials and rebel! Then there will really be no turning back!"

Li Zaichao, who was kneeling in front of the steps, said nothing and allowed the clerks to scold him. Even when the officer hit him on the head and face with a stick (a long wooden stick), he did not say a word.

"If you don't drink a toast, you'll have to drink wine as a fine! Usually, you Qi brothers are the most cunning in the Tian Tower! Resist official duties! Don't work as slaves! God's majesty will not allow untouchables like you to be presumptuous!"

Five or six officers came up from the left and right, and they were about to drag Li Zaichao to the bench. It seemed that a beating with a stick was absolutely inevitable, and it was not strange to even be beaten to death for resisting taxes.

But Li Zaichao struggled hard, shook off the two guards who were holding him down, stood up and stared, five or six people were actually cowed! They were holding iron rulers and sticks, and they didn't dare to approach Li Zaichao.

He is a brave warrior! With the power of anger, no ordinary man can get close to him!

"Come together, come together, so many of you can't do anything to him?" The clerk took two steps back, his voice sharp.

The other men of the common people who were kneeling on the ground also broke away and gathered around Li Zaichao. Even though there were only five unarmed warriors, hundreds of officers and soldiers did not dare to approach.

"Renxu Science Department visited Hwarang, appointed Sungkyunkwan, Lord Honggelang is here!"

Han Wushi summoned all his energy and shouted loudly, silencing all the thousands of people in the audience!

Then he raised the horse card high. Because of his height of 1.7 meters, including his arms, he was more than two meters tall.

Under the scorching summer sun, the bronze horse tag was dazzling, and everyone present could clearly see it.

Hong Jinglai walked out of the crowd calmly.
Chapter completed!