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  Chapter 83 081 [Aunt and grandma can't be messed with]

  One mile away from Henglin Town, there is an illegal money pass newly set up by eunuchs.

  The office conditions are very simple, and some thatched huts are temporarily built on both sides, which are the official houses for tax payment. A rope is stretched across the river to block the passage of ships on the river, and only after paying taxes can they be allowed to pass.

   At dawn, it was pitch black.

  Both sides of the banknote pass are full of boats, waiting to pay taxes and pass the customs after dawn.

  Eunuchs set up private cards, which not only increased the tax cost of merchants, but also greatly increased the time cost. Jiangmian, which used to be unimpeded, now has to queue up slowly, and does not work at night.

  Zhang Tieniu stood outside the cabin, looking at the checkpoint ahead, and said with a guilty conscience: "When it is dawn, the **** finds that the heads of the two brothers are missing, will they send someone here to stop and search?"

   "What are you afraid of? I'm not afraid of burning the county government," Zhao Han said with a smile.

   Murder and arson are like child's play.

  Zhang Tieniu murmured in a low voice: "You are still reading sage books, you are the one who kills."

   After waiting for a long time, finally dawn, Chaoguan began to work.

  After queuing for about half an hour, the tax collector boarded the ship for inspection, glanced at Yingfeng Zhaozi, and asked, "Fei's passenger ship?"

  Zhao Han cupped his hands and said: "Ehu Fei's family servant, under the order of the young lady, to send some New Year's goods to Jiujiang's family."

   "New Year's goods are also goods, and taxes have to be paid according to the cargo ship." The tax collectors are puzzled.

  Zhao Han quickly said: "The four papers made by myself are just for giving to relatives. My lord, the imperial court has regulations, and the pen, ink, paper and inkstone can be tax-free."

   "Then pay the cabin tax." The tax collector laughed.

"Thank you for your honor." Zhao Han handed over a bunch of copper coins, all of which were minted by the Ministry of Industry in Nanjing in the first year of Chongzhen, second only to Beijing in the first year of Chongzhen—the best coins in the mid-Jiajing period, which are rarely in circulation now , because bad money drives out good money.

  Chongzhen’s four-year coin casting was not enough, and all the money was changed to the eunuch, and the weight and materials became worse.

  The tax collector weighed the weight, and he had already estimated in his mind that it was worth about five denarii. He immediately smiled and said, "Let's go."

   "Don't give tax stamps?" Zhao Han asked.

   "Do you still want tax stamps?" The tax collector spread his hands and said mockingly, "Yes, you have to pay more."

  Zhao Han hurriedly apologized with a smile: "I'll just ask, sir, please go."

  There is a tax stamp with a hammer in the banknote gate privately set up by the eunuch.

  The tax collectors recruited are not regular, and they are too lazy to enter the cabin to check the goods. If you collect more and less, it all depends on the tax collector's mouth, and if you don't give enough bribes, you will die!

  Zhao Han returned to the cabin and said with a smile: "This tax is really convenient to collect."

  Pang Chun said: "This is the case with private cards. I saw them a lot when I was in Liaodong."

  Zhang Tieniu lay on the couch and yawned: "Little Master, it's almost Chinese New Year, where are we going?"

  Zhao Han replied: "Go to Yiyang County first, and find a doctor for treatment."

   "That guy's head was broken, his body was ripped apart, and there are several bruises. I'm afraid he won't survive." Zhang Tieniu closed his eyes and began to doze off.

  At noon, we arrived in Yiyang.

  The passenger ship docked at Gexi Water Station, and Zhao Han went to the city to invite a doctor himself.

  The doctor was taken aback, and said, "This is a serious injury."

  Zhao Han said: "You only care about the treatment, no matter whether you live or die."

  The doctor removed the piece of cloth wrapped by Zhao Han, applied golden sore medicine to re-wrap it, and took the money and left after a lot of tossing.

  Take a boat all the way, pass Guixi, Anren, Yugan, enter Poyang Lake and transfer to Ganjiang River.

  If you go to Ruijin, you can actually take a shortcut and go directly from Xinjiang to Fuhe to the south. But the network of waterways was too complicated, and Fei's boatmen couldn't figure it out, so they could only take a long detour along the Ganjiang River, so as to avoid encountering water bandits.

  …

  Chen Maosheng woke up in the evening, and when he moved lightly, he felt pain everywhere.

   "Are you awake?" Zhao Han put the clay pot on the charcoal stove, fiddled with the charcoal and said, "The porridge is cold, let me warm it up for you."

  Chen Maosheng was a little confused, and said weakly: "Is it Mr. Zhao? Where am I?"

  Zhang Tieniu stepped over and sat down: "Last night, you were almost thrown into the river. It was the young man who rescued you from the boat."

   "Thank you."

  Chen Maosheng has already recalled what happened last night, he was invited to the house by the bad old man. Unexpectedly, there are temporary guests at home, the bad old man has been with him all the time, and even went to hold candles to enjoy the snow at night.

  He was arranged to rest in the guest room, but the young master of that family broke in suddenly, threatened and lured him to do dirty things.

  was woken up at night by a beating, and was stunned by a flurry of sticks, and there was no memory after that.

  Zhao Han asked: "Is there anyone else at home?"

   "Yes," Chen Maosheng replied, "Both my parents are here, and I am registered in Yiyang County."

  Yiyang County is just next to Qianshan Mountain, and is one of the two birthplaces of Jiangxi opera. Yiyang tune later influenced the development of dozens of operas.

   Zhao Han said: "Yiyang has already passed, if you want to go home, I will find a county town to let you disembark, and give you some silver to recuperate in the inn. After you recover from your injuries, you can go home by yourself."

  After hearing this, Chen Maosheng remained silent, staring at the cabin roof in a daze.

   "Hey, you are so ignorant," Zhang Tieniu couldn't get used to it, "Young Master is talking to you, if you want to leave or stay, you should open your mouth."

  Chen Maosheng could only say: "Mr. Zhao, I don't want to go back, I... can I go with you?"

  Zhao Han said with a smile: "I want to rebel, are you afraid?"

  Chen Maosheng smiled bitterly: "People who have died once, what else is there to be afraid of?"

   "Haha, our rebel team has grown stronger again." Zhao Han was very happy.

  Zhang Tieniu complained in his heart: An old master, a young scholar, an opera singer, and a coolie like me, four people want to rebel?

  Although Zhang Tieniu didn't have much confidence, Zhang Tieniu couldn't help fantasizing.

  He even arranged the positions. If Zhao Han became the emperor, Pang Chunlai could be the prime minister, he could be the general, and Chen Maosheng would simply be castrated and become the eunuch.

  When the cold porridge was slightly warmer, Zhao Han poured it into a bowl and ordered, "Tie Niu, help him up, and move gently."

  Zhang Tieniu didn't know how to take care of others. He stretched out his hands to grab the back of Chen Maosheng's neck and lifted his upper body up. The pain made Chen Maosheng almost faint.

  Zhao Han sat up and fed porridge to the injured himself.

Chen Maosheng opened his mouth and took a sip. Thinking about his own experience, he looked at Zhao Han and said: "Mr. Zhao, you are so kind. When I recover from my injury, I will be your house slave and serve you by singing operas every day. I am very good at it." Waiters, don't think I'm dirty."

  Hearing these words, Zhao Han felt chills all over his body, and he quickly restrained his emotions and said, "I want to rebel. When I become emperor, there will be no humble status in the world. There will be no happy households, and no domestic slaves. How do you think this is good?"

   "Don't you have a low status?"

  Chen Maosheng's eyes lit up like stars in the night sky, and an inexplicable emotion was ignited. He was full of enthusiasm, full of spiritual strength: "Mr. Zhao, I will rebel with you, you must become the emperor!"

  Zhao Han smiled and said: "Don't worry, I will definitely be the emperor, you can fill your stomach first."

   Zhang Tieniu supported Chen Maosheng with one hand, touched the ax around his waist with the other, and muttered, "Another crazy one."

  After brief contact, Zhang Tieniu was sure that Pang Chunlai was a psychopath.

   Often without talking a few words, Pang Chunlai talked about current affairs, talking about how brutal the Tartars were, and how corrupt the court was, anyway, to strengthen Zhang Tieniu's determination to rebel.

  That kind of crazy attitude, it's no wonder that there is no brain problem!

  …

   Goose Lake Town.

  After Lao Wu got off the boat, he quickly ran to Fei's house. He came back later than Fei Lin.

  Bringing the master that day, the fifth child did not leave the county immediately, but went to drink and play leisurely.

   When I was slightly drunk, I suddenly heard a loud noise, as if someone exclaimed that there was a fire.

  The fifth child didn’t take it seriously, and continued to finish the food and drink, only to find out that the situation was serious when he went out.

  The fifth child was frightened out of his wits, ran out of the city, and hurried home.

  Rushing all the way back to the inner courtyard of Gongbei Garden, the fifth child was so tired that he stuck out his tongue, lying on the door of the study and shouting: "Master...Master, Huhuhu...Not good...Puu...Not good!"

   "Come in and say."

  Fei Yuanyi is reading a collection of poems.

  The fifth child bent over and moved into the study room, put his hands on his knees, and said with a dry throat: "No...it's not good...hehe, let me slow down...hehehe..."

  Fei Yuanyi frowned and asked, "Did the **** raise taxes again?"

   "No...not..."

The fifth child gasped heavily, and after recovering a bit, he finally said completely: "That Zhao Han killed the master and Dian Shi, and also killed many yamen servants, and set the sixth room of the county yamen on fire. When I left the city, the county lord We are organizing people to fight the fire!"

"what!"

  Fei Yuanyi stood up in shock, trembling: "How dare he?"

  The fifth child is also terrified: "Master, do you think he will know that we spent money to get him to go to jail? This guy dares to kill and set fire in the county government. If... if he comes to our house..."

   "Not so, not so, he dare not..."

  Fei Yuanyi walked back and forth in the study, the more he talked, the more guilty he felt, as if Zhao Han would come to take his life at any time.

  The fifth child reminded: "On the side of the young mistress, Zhao Han still has a younger sister."

   "Don't touch her," Fei Yuanyi said hastily, "Don't touch his sister. This kind of desperado should never be provoked again. He dares to burn the county government office. What else can't be done?"

   Lao Wu explained: "Master, I mean, how about accepting his sister as a righteous granddaughter?"

  Fei Yuanyi shook his head again and again: "No, killing people and setting fire to the county government is already tantamount to rebellion. The old man is innocent, how can he have anything to do with the rebels?"

   "Then, reward his younger sister with some property?" the fifth child tentatively asked.

   "That's okay."

  Fei Yuanyi took off the jade pendant around his waist, and said: "Take this jade pendant, and pay another five taels of silver, and send it to Jing Xing Yuan."

   Lao Wu panicked, even more panicked than Fei Yuanyi, because he did it himself.

  There is only a thousand days to be a thief, but there is no reason for a thousand days to guard against a thief.

   Zhao Han's whereabouts are unknown now, who knows if he is hiding nearby?

  What if one day he went out to do errands and was shot to death by Zhao Han, he would have nowhere to cry for grievances in the underworld.

   Desperado, don't mess with it, don't mess with it!

  Lao Wu felt extremely regretful, took the jade pendant and the silver, and ran quickly to Jing Xing Yuan to establish a good relationship.

  From now on, Zhao Zhenfang will be his aunt.

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  (end of this chapter)