Marquis of Shang

Chapter 11 Anger, Taxes and Tributes (for further reading)
Looking at Chen Qingxiang, who has grown a little bit taller this month, and has risen to more than seven feet.

Qinghe scholar-bureaucrat, Chen Weiyao, landed in a chariot from a height of ten feet, and then he got off the chariot.

When he came to Chen Qingxiang, he raised his brush and drew.

said with a smile.

"When Xiangxiang reaches the age of twenty-nine, I'm afraid that the height will be comparable to that of Fang Guo's noble son who has awakened the blood of Xuanxiang."

"Go, sit on the chariot with Gaozu."

As he spoke, he took Chen Qingxiang's arm and headed towards the chariot together.

……

After just two hours.

Outside Huangshi Xiaoyi.

Many strong and beautiful slaves who had been cleaned, knelt down and bowed down.

And Chen Qingxiang stood upright.

Looking at Qinghe scholar-bureaucrat, his own great-grandfather, Chen Weiyao and his party.

After a simple tour of Huangshi Xiaoyi, the team left without a drop of water.

It's a formality.

Chen Qingxiang didn't stand upright until the team disappeared from his sight.

Chen Qingxiang, with a pensive face, returned to Huangshi Xiaoyi under the escort of two soldiers.

In the city, the streets that have been cleaned and sprinkled with water to cover up the flying dust are already in a mess at this time.

Nearly two hundred families, big and small, came back with a full load amidst the noise after a collective visit to Qinghe scholar-bureaucrats.

……

With the departure of Qinghe scholar-officials.

Huangshi Xiaoyi has regained its original calm.

Chen Qingxiang is the same as before, and continues to enjoy his life as a town lord.

Only after three short days.

While Chen Qingxiang was enjoying the corrupt life of the town lord, one incident completely interrupted his good life.

Hearing the cavalry chief who was kneeling on the ground, Chen Da reported the news.

The bronze tripod held by Chen Qingxiang fell directly on the square table and rolled to the ground.

There was a crisp sound of bronze hitting the stone surface.

The soup spilled from the bronze tripod spilled all over the floor of the table.

"Chen Da, you want to say it!"

But Chen Qingxiang didn't care, just full of disbelief, looked at Chen Da with a livid face, and asked sternly.

Chen Qingxiang couldn't suppress the anger in his heart, and directly called himself "solitary".

"Since the Gu great-grandfather, Jiazi, opened up Huangshi Xiaoyi, there has never been a problem with Huangshi Grottoes."

"Now you tell Gu that the Yellow Grottoes, which are only [-] years old and should be able to mine for [-] years, suddenly have a problem today?"

Facing Chen Qingxiang who was furious, Chen Da, the cavalry leader in the late stage of Mortal Realm, just knelt down on the ground with a dead face, silent.

Seeing the silent cavalry leader, Chen Da, Chen Qingxiang forced himself to calm down.

"Let's go to the Yellow Grotto with Gu."

Chen Qingxiang, who was silent for a few breaths and forced himself to calm down, gave Chen Da on the ground a cold look, gave an order, and strode out.

"Too lonely to see what the problem is."

Chen Da got up quickly and followed behind Chen Qingxiang.

under the scorching sun.

After calming down, Chen Qingxiang took out the three-foot simple horn and the gray stone talisman with one corner missing from the enshrined totem.

Except for Chen Da, the commander of the cavalry, he did not lead other soldiers.

Instead, he took the three Huangshi slave soldiers who could judge his life and death with a single thought, from the back of the Lord's mansion, near the Huangshi mountain peak.

Directly set foot on the hundreds of feet high Huangshi mountain peak, and walk on the artificially opened mountain roads in the mountains.

Until half a quarter of an hour later.

Chen Qingxiang and his party came to the entrance of a cave halfway up the hundreds of feet of Huangshi Mountain.

There is a cave entrance guarded by a group of slave soldiers.

A group of slave soldiers guarding the entrance of the cave saw Chen Qingxiang and his party.

Directly fell to the ground and bowed to Chen Qingxiang.

"Meet the master."

"Well, get up..."

Chen Qingxiang looked at this scene and said expressionlessly.

"promise……"

He glanced at the group of slave soldiers who got up.

Chen Qingxiang looked at the three slave soldiers he brought, the four slave soldiers who had reached the early stages of the Mortal Realm.

Immediately issued orders to the four slave soldiers.

"Eleventh, twelve, thirteenth, fourteenth, you four stay here and wait at the entrance of the cave."

After finishing speaking, he glanced at the group of slave soldiers who stood up again, and said.

"The four of you, lead the Eighteenth Corps and guard the entrance of this cave together."

"Before Gu comes out, people and animals are not allowed to enter or leave, and stay close to the entrance of the cave, killing without mercy."

Qi paused, looked at Chen Da, and said slowly.

"Including Chen Da."

"promise……"

Five slave corps leaders, each leading a corps, stationed at the entrance of this cave with a diameter of more than ten feet.

Then Chen Qingxiang took Chen Da and the rest of the slave soldiers into the cave together.

Walking into the cave, as you go deeper into the cave and the tunnel, the space begins to gradually expand.

The diameter from the hole is more than ten feet.

After walking about two feet, after a corner.

The cave tunnel has a diameter of nearly one foot and five.

After another walk through the winding Yellowstone tunnel.

About tens of feet out, came to the mountainside.

After a corner.

One is about five feet high.

About fifteen feet long.

The Yellowstone Cave is about ten feet wide.

Appeared in front of Chen Qingxiang and his party of 12 people.

Walking into it, Chen Qingxiang could sense a kind of rich, pure, but extremely violent strange vitality flowing in this cave.

The yellowstone floor of the cave is extremely flat.

Countless and incomparable pure yellow totem patterns densely cover the entire cave floor.

In this totem pattern, each distance is one zhang.

There is a piece of yellow stone jade with a length, width, and height of three inches, which is placed on a node of the totem pattern.

Dozens of slaves surrounded one side of the yellow stone jade, waving the heavy yellow stone stick in their hands foolishly as if they were doing futile work.

A group of fully armored soldiers patrolled among them.

In this huge Yellowstone cave that covers an area of ​​more than two acres, dozens of strong slaves, holding stone sticks made of Yellowstone, waved around these three-inch square Yellowstones.

Using the yellow stone stick from the same source, disturb the pure but violent invisible strange vitality, so that these strange vitality will be absorbed by the yellow stone jade, and it will accumulate and enhance the yellow stone jade of this side.

And the jade of Huangshi in these accumulations is the reason why Huangshi Xiaoyi can exist.

A big businessman in this world.

There are two parallel regimes.

One is taxation.

One is a tribute.

The taxation is very simple, the output is based on the population, and the tax is paid.

However, this is generally only carried out within the cities, capitals, and countries.

For example, in Huangshi Xiaoyi, Chen Qingxiang collects the output of everyone's house as a tax payment.

But apart from this, Huangshi Xiaoyi does not need to pay taxes to its lord, Qinghe scholar-officials.

There is basically no need to pay taxes between cities, capitals, and countries.

Because for this mythical world, paying taxes is just a trivial matter for the rulers.

(End of this chapter)