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Chapter 875 Wang Zhi who wants to be famous behind him (24)
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Whether he has a birthmark or not, he is Wang Qu.

In fact, speaking of words, it's not that difficult to accept.

After speaking frankly and honestly, the anxiety and entanglement disappeared.

"Yes, you are Wang Qu."

Shengge affirmed.

"It's just that I have made a lot of enemies and disputes. As my younger brother, it seems that you will inevitably have trouble in the future, so be mentally prepared."

Her identity and what she wanted to do meant that she would not have a peaceful life.

As long as there is a chance, historians and literati will not let her go.

Therefore, there will be little boys who will be upset in the future.

"I'm not afraid."

Whether it is controversy or trouble, I am not afraid of it.

"I know you're not afraid."

Shengge rolled his eyes. At such a young age, he was able to draw such a big gash on his chest with a knife without changing his face, and he didn't seem to be afraid of trouble no matter what.

"Okay, this injury will heal after a while, and there will be no scars."

"Also, stop thinking about it."

"You are different from him, you are a younger brother."

he……

He is the role of the old father.

Even if she had ten courages, she would not dare to call the Great Sage my brother.

"it is good."

Little boy, no, it should be Wang Qu.

Wang Qu didn't ask any more questions, and replied in a deep voice.

Shengge breathed a sigh of relief, fearing that this little guy would not let him go.

"Since you are my younger brother, you will respect the imperial concubine as an elder in your family in the future."

"She brought me up, risking the disapproval of the world, and begging for a chance for me to make contributions and make a name in history."

"If it wasn't for her, I might still be in the capital now, let alone meet you and save you."

Concubine Wan Gui is her favorite person in the past ten years in this world.

She is going to die for Concubine Wan Gui.

The little boy nodded and agreed.

Wang Zhi.

Wan Guifei.

This is the meaning of his life.

……

As the distance to Datong Mansion got closer, Sheng Ge's heart became more and more restless.

From the moment she stepped into the Datong Mansion, she was no longer the eunuch Wang Zhi, but the commander of the Datong Mansion.

All the soldiers and horses of Datong Mansion should obey her order.

It has to be said that Ming Xianzong was really willing to give her the Datong Mansion just like that.

At that time, she will be training soldiers in Datong Mansion, and the officials in the capital who want to drown her with saliva and stab her to death with a pen will be beyond their reach.

But why is this Datong Mansion different from what she imagined.

Wang Qu led the horse, Sheng Ge stopped and looked at the majestic and simple city wall not far away, as well as the soldiers guarding the city gate crooked at the south gate of the city wall, and frowned.

After all, Datong Mansion was also regarded as an important town on the nine borders of the Ming Dynasty, why was the barrier of the capital so lazy.

Why defend against foreign enemies?
Is it just relying on the Great Wall built by the ancestors of the past dynasties in Datong?
I'm afraid it's not so easy to be a commander.

Sheng Ge and Wang Qu walked slowly towards the city gate. At the gate of the city, there were ruffian soldiers with spears in their hands charging ordinary civilians for protection fees for entering the city gate.

As a soldier, he was supposed to protect his family and country, and protect the people in the city to live and work in peace and contentment, but when did the weapons in their hands swing towards the weak, towards the people they were supposed to swear to protect to the death.

"City gate tax?"

Sheng Ge looked at the person who was blocking her way, his complexion was sallow, his eyes were cloudy, and he was extremely faint.

"When today's emperor is diligent in government and loves the people, and is considerate of the people, I don't know when the city gate tax was increased."

Shengge said coldly.

Sitting in the imperial city, you will never be able to see the true appearance of this world.

Some just sing praises, and some just say that the weather is good and the world is safe.

"I don't know if there is a young master in the imperial city, but as Datong Mansion is an important border town, shouldn't it be reasonable to collect city gate taxes?"

The leading soldier stared at Sheng Ge fiercely.

Looking at the young man from a rich family who was dressed in brocade clothes, he couldn't bear to pay for a few copper coins.

"What you said really made me wonder how to write the four words that should be in reason."

"What does the prefect mean?"

"What does the commander mean?"

Anyway, the one sitting on the throne has no face to collect this tax.

And the freshly baked commander is herself.

Although the commander of the capital of Datong Mansion has been useless for so many years, at least he is an upright third grade.

The Du Commanding Envoy Division is a local military command organ established by the Ming Dynasty, and it actually holds local military power in its hands.

It stands to reason that he would not be manipulated by a fourth-rank magistrate.

However, in recent years, the commanding officer of Datong Mansion, the iron magistrate, naturally the magistrate has become the only person in this city.

"Soldiers rotate at the gate of the city to check for danger, not to exploit the people."

"Tell you, the prefect, all the new commanders have arrived."

"I'm just waiting here to see when your prefect will come to welcome you."

"By the way, my surname is Wang."

I don't know where Wang Qu found a chair, Sheng Ge sat down very naturally.

It's true that the sky is high and the emperor is far away. The small prefect lives like an emperor, and the tax laws are unique.

In the government office, the high-sounding magistrate heard the surname and thought of the uproarious news that had spread in Beijing and China, and panicked.

Surnamed Wang...

The little ancestor raised by Zhaode Palace, the emperor's confidant.

Countless people guessed and guessed, but they never thought that today's emperor would directly parachute Wang Zhi as the commander of the third rank regardless of his disregard.

Also sent here...

In the days to come, I'm afraid I'll have to serve this master carefully with my tail between my legs.

Thinking about it, the eunuch who was pampered and raised in the deep palace was just experiencing life at most, and when he got tired of it, he would naturally return to the splendid pile in the imperial city.

Hold on, don't panic.

"The magistrate of Datong, my lower official, didn't know that the commanding envoy was here today, and I was far away from welcoming him. Please forgive me."

Being able to bend and stretch can show the true qualities of a great hero.

The magistrate had a smile on his face, full of humility, looking at Sheng Ge was like looking at the God of Wealth.

"Prefect Liu is serious."

"I just don't understand one thing. I understand the tax law. When did there become an additional city gate tax?"

"In these years, as the palm seal, I have a little understanding of the major events of all parties, but I have some doubts about this one."

Shengge did not deliberately conceal her identity.

Just at the gate of the city, in front of countless people coming and going, he admitted his identity as a eunuch like a family chatter.

"City gate tax?"

The magistrate asked in puzzlement.

"It's the fault of the lower officials that they neglected to observe. They have served in this Datong Mansion for several years without knowing that there are still people who seem to collect city gate taxes."

"The next official will send someone to find out what's going on."

One sentence of negligence completely shirked his responsibility.

This is officialdom, big things are turned into small things, and small things are turned into nothing.

"The emperor was concerned about the hardships of the people in the frontier, so he sent me here. I don't know if I have disturbed the magistrate?"

(End of this chapter)