Ink panel: Hunting the sun and surveying the sky from the bow.

Chapter 83 Kill with one hit

Chapter 83 Kill with one blow
"Ah? Are you two sirs kidding? One tael of silver... even if our whole family, young and old, don't eat or drink for a month, we can only afford one tael of silver even if we have a good harvest."

"Are you questioning us?" A tax collector suddenly pulled out a tiger-head knife and clamped it on Zhang Baoqing's neck: "I don't care what method you use, you must pay this tael of silver. In addition, you have to pay the Yellow Peril Tax."

Zhang Baoqing was completely confused: "What kind of tax is this?"

"Master of the county government, weren't you tired from eliminating the remnants of the Huang Tian Cult every day? In order to protect the safety of ordinary people like you, we went out early and came back late without a moment's rest. You should also sympathize with us."

One of the tax collectors put away the knife that was clamped around Zhang Baoqing's neck.

Zhang Baoqing opened his mouth and said, "My Lords, how much is the total amount of the spring tax to be paid this time?"

"Two and a half taels of silver per household."

"What..." Zhang Baoqing was completely speechless after hearing this and thought he had heard it wrong.

"The forestry tax is two hundred coins, the adult tax is three hundred coins, the leftover women tax is one hundred coins, the road tax is one hundred coins, the canal tax is two hundred coins, the real estate tax is one hundred coins, the broken window tax is fifty coins, the tiger extermination tax is nine hundred and fifty coins less, and the yellow peril tax is five hundred coins."

"It's all clear and obvious." The two tax collectors said impatiently, "What's the problem? Go and collect it quickly. Otherwise, we have to stay here tonight and we have to pay an overnight tax."

Zhang Baoqing was filled with indignation and surprise.

This is just the spring tax.

It was far beyond their tolerance.

But after looking at the tiger-head knives of the two officers, Zhang Baoqing didn't dare to say more.

The two officers were only wearing thin uniforms in such a cold day, and their faces were ruddy.

His fighting skills are definitely stronger than Chen Yuan and Shen Qing.

Fists are power, he can't win at all.

I just feel depressed.

Zhang Baoqing took a deep breath and sighed, "I'll go and collect the money right away."

Looking at Zhang Baoqing's back as he left, the two officers said nonchalantly, "This bunch of unruly people won't move unless they are whipped. They are all as stupid as a blockhead."

"Be content. It's good enough to have something to eat and drink in the deep mountains and old forests."

"I don't know why the county magistrate is like crazy, collecting so much at once?"

"It's because we've been paying taxes to the thieves for years. The taxes are rising all over the country, not just in our county. Besides, no matter how much they collect, we can't lose a single penny. The old rule is that 30% goes to the national treasury, 30% goes to the county lord, and 30% is ours. It all depends on your ability to collect more or less."

"Well, that's the truth."

……

"Two and a half taels, so much?"

When Shen Qing learned that the spring tax would be two and a half taels of silver, he was a little bit unbelievable for a moment.

The taxes are simply sky-high.

Zhang Baoqing was speechless and didn't dare to say anything.

Shen Qing hesitated for a while and said, "Zhang Bazi, wait for me for a moment."

As he said that, Shen Qing went back to the house and found eight taels of silver, put it on the table and said, "Boss Zhang, here are eight taels of silver, which are the spring taxes for me, my uncle's family, and Tian Xiaohu's family. There is also five hundred yuan. You can find someone who needs it and make up for him."

When Zhang Baoqing saw Shen Qing take out eight taels of silver in a matter of seconds, he was so shocked that he was speechless.

He didn't expect Shen Qing to have changed so much. He nodded repeatedly, said a few good words, then walked out with the money.

Shen Qing didn't feel too bad about the money. After all, it could be solved with money, so he didn't want to bother with it.

If Shen Qing remembered correctly, those two tax collectors were also martial artists at the Bone Refining Realm.

It is better to have less trouble than more.

There was a commotion in the village because of the tax collection issue.

After a lot of effort, Zhang Baoqing finally collected a portion of the tax from every household and handed it over to the two tax collectors.

The tax collector counted the money and frowned, "Why is it so little?"

"My lords, there are several households with only the elderly and the weak left. They are really in difficulty. I hope you can take on more of their responsibilities." Zhang Baoqing advised earnestly.

A tax collector took out a list and said, "There are a total of 36 households in Hongshan Village. You should have collected 90 taels of silver. This is only a small amount, less than 60 taels. Do you think I'm blind?"

"Sir, there are only 29 households in our village, and the Chen family is missing seven."

"Are you stupid or am I? The roster says there are 36 families. Are the remaining families all dead?"

Zhang Baoqing stammered, "Yes, they are all dead!"

boom!
As soon as he finished speaking, he felt a huge force in his lower abdomen.

The tax collector kicked him and he was hit by the wall. He opened his eyes with great effort and felt that the figure in front of him seemed to be shaking.

"Let everyone come here, I want to check them one by one. I don't believe that all of them are dead." The tax collector said viciously.

Many people would create hidden accounts to evade taxes, and would put in some effort, but to be honest, this is the first time they have seen such blatant tax evasion.

"Yes, yes." Zhang Baoqing said with his back hunched and nodding.

Boom boom boom!
As gongs sounded, many villagers gathered together.

It's almost time to meet.

One of the tax collectors took the roster, looked around at everyone and said, "There are thirty-six households in Hongshan Village, and now seven of them are said to be dead? I have never heard of such an outrageous thing. If anyone of you can tell me where these people are, I will allow him to reduce the tax by three hundred yuan."

"Your Excellency, they are indeed all dead."

"Yes, he is dead."

The gathered villagers echoed the sentiment, saying that they had lived in the village and had never seen the world.

They all participated in the murder of the Chen family to varying degrees, and were very worried about being punished by the laws of the Great Zhou for this matter, so they only dared to tell half the truth.

Shen Qing, who was hiding in the crowd, saw the whole scene and couldn't help but feel that these people understood the interests involved and were not doing anything stupid.

The tax collector was a little impatient and didn't want to say more: "In that case, the spring tax for these seven households will be shared by each of you, and each household will be charged an additional 600 coins."

"Wow..."

The tax collector's words were like a drop of water falling into boiling oil, and the crowd became incensed.

They were very dissatisfied with the arrogance of the tax collectors.

One of the old hunters said angrily: "We can't even afford to eat in order to collect your tax money, and you still want to increase it?"

After hearing this, the tax collectors not only did not restrain themselves, but became even more arrogant.

They drew out their tiger-head knives and asked coldly, "Do you have any objections?"

"Not only do I have one, it's huge!"

The old hunter has been hanging out in the mountains all year round, and there is a wildness in his whole body.

"Good, very good, very good." One of the tax collectors walked up coldly and said several good words.

Just as he finished his last word, a cold light flashed in his hand.

puff.

Before the old hunter could understand what was happening, his head was chopped off with a knife.

Blood splattered everywhere.

The tax collector turned around and looked at the crowd: "Does anyone have any objections?"

All the villagers in Hongshan Village were silent.

Another tax collector closed the roster and said, "If you can't collect the tax, you can look around to see if you have brothers or sisters. The city is in need of corvée labor right now, and you can use corvée labor to pay the tax."

Corvée?

Everyone shuddered at the word.

Almost none of those who did corvée labor could come back alive.

"Very good. I see that no one said anything, which means no one has any objection. Let's do it this way."

"I have something to say?"

Among the crowd, Shen Qing slowly walked out and walked towards the two tax collectors.

"what's up?"

"How much is your life worth, sir?"

"Huh? Be brave!"

puff!
The tax collector had not yet finished speaking.

Shen Qing then put his fingers together and pointed them towards his throat with lightning speed, inserting them deep into his throat.

Lingfeng points.