"Sir, we instigated the tax collector to go to the Ren Mansion, and the Ren Mansion actually beat him out! His nose was bruised and his face was swollen, it's really pitiful!"
"Okay, okay!
When a villain succeeds, he becomes rampant! If God wants to destroy him, he must first make him crazy! Ren has become more and more crazy in his life, and I am afraid that no one in Qingcheng Town can control him!"
Xie Yanwu stomped his feet happily: "The Ren government slaps the tax collector, which is equivalent to a slap in the face of the county magistrate. Ren has offended the county magistrate this time in his life, and he will suffer the consequences.
After this, we will slowly encroach on his property."
He was very excited.
"But, will it make the tax collector Wang unhappy?"
The subordinate asked worriedly.
"Regardless of him, every time he came to Qingcheng Town, we didn't treat him well, and every time he collected the money, it was clearly recorded in my account book. He didn't help us with such a small thing, no matter how good it was.
Why give it to him?
Besides, with Ningxiangzhai’s wealth, how could Tax Collector Wang not want to take a hand in it? It’s full of rich oil and water!”
Xie Yanwu didn't care about Tax Collector Wang's feelings.
But the subordinate quietly curled his lips, thinking that of course you feel uncomfortable, except for Master Wu, who has a treacherous look on his face, who in our town's government office can make such a disgusting and shameless flattery?
Ren Pingsheng stood up and said goodbye.
He smiled brightly and spoke nicely.
Therefore, he was shocked when he met the housekeeper of the Zheng Mansion as a guest in the Ren Mansion.
He himself didn't know that he was so good, and he felt a little embarrassed when he was praised.
"Then the king's tax collector can't come in vain. Ren must also fulfill his friendship as a landlord. Ruhua, bring up the gift I asked you to prepare."
The taxman under his command looked bewildered as his master walked towards the main hall of the Ren family with a smile as bright as a spring breeze. How could he look like he was here to ask for guilt?
Mr. Wang is the person in Mr. County's pocket, and the county has great trust in you. If you ask about this matter, Mr. Wang please tell the truth.
After returning to the main room and taking a seat, Tax Collector Wang was still thinking about how this government could be related to Mr. Zheng.
Especially since the housekeeper of the Zheng Mansion also invited Ren Pingsheng to be a guest at the Zheng Mansion, this is definitely not a personal acquaintance of the housekeeper of the Zheng Mansion. From this point of view, the relationship between the two families is extraordinary!
"Wang heard about Mr. Ren's virtuous reputation in the county town. When he came to Qingcheng Town, he thought of visiting Mr. Ren's house. Unexpectedly, Butler Zheng was also there, and Wang made trouble."
Moreover, the silver was of surprisingly good quality, as if it could reflect light. The dazzling light was like a magnet, attracting the tax collector Wang's dark eyes, which he could not move away from.
He spent all his energy and waved his hands with difficulty: "No, no, no, no, no, Wang, how could Wang accept this..."
"Since Mr. Wang is here, let's have dinner here before leaving."
First, Xie Yanwu understood Wang’s tax collector’s character. Like him, he was a money-loving person.
"However, why has there been no movement on Tenglong Mountain? Without Master Wu around, I feel uncomfortable for many times, and I am a little unsure about many things."
Tax Collector Wang waved his hands repeatedly and said: "No, no, next time, we have to rush back to the county office to pay our errands. The county magistrate is still waiting for us."
Although Duke Zheng is far away in Dongyang, his influence exceeds dozens of counties in five provinces.
Soon, Ruhua walked into the house carrying a tray.
Ren Mansion, the sun shines on the black roof, casting a faint light.
As soon as Ren Pingsheng lifted up the red silk covering it, light suddenly shone! The originally dark room suddenly became as bright as day!
He said some nice words for free, and his little mouth was as sweet as honey, which made Ren Pingsheng very happy.
Butler Zheng stood up and said goodbye.
"Uncle Zheng, walk slowly and you will definitely keep your appointment on time."
This should cost 200 taels!!! And looking at the quality and purity, it is definitely top-quality silver, and I’m afraid it’s worth more than 200 taels.
The county captain also knew about this and advised me to train for the Qingcheng Town regiment, so that I could clear away the living corpses, relieve the worries of the county magistrates, relieve the people's problems, and relieve the worries of spring plowing.
The dazzling light faded away, and Tax Collector Wang's rationality returned to his head a little, but his eyes could not help but glance at the cloth bag embroidered with yin and yang fish.
Ren Pingsheng called out Ruhua.
However, in his hometown, he has never had much contact with outsiders.
He was secretly shocked. He had mobilized his troops and prepared to come to the door to question him. At this moment, he rubbed his face and showed a spring-like smile. He quietly put his right hand behind his back and waved it crazily towards the man with a bruised nose and a swollen face behind him, who looked like a pig's head.
Wave your hands.
Tax Collector Wang hated Xie Yanwu very much in his heart, but he couldn't show it at this time. Instead, he smiled brightly on his face.
But he recognized this person's identity at a glance.
The pig-headed taxman showed a bitter expression and quietly hid in a corner.
Xie Yanwu felt that something was not right in Tenglong Mountain, but he could not figure out what was wrong.
Secondly, although the king's tax collector is called a tax collector, like him, he is not a member of the imperial court system. He only serves as an aide to the county magistrate, and he only got this job.
"Butler of Mr. Zheng's family!"
"Since Mr. Ren has a guest, Mr. Zheng will not disturb you. Mr. Ren will be waiting for you in the house the next morning."
There was nothing surprising about an old man in civilian clothes.
"Xie Yanwu is harming me!"
When Tax Collector Wang led the beaten tax collector to the main hall of the house with great anger, he couldn't help but rub his eyes and suddenly saw an old man in civilian clothes sitting in the guest seat.
When Tax Collector Wang proposed to leave, it was already evening, and Ren Pingsheng spoke to persuade him to stay.
Ren Pingsheng picked up the tray and poured the money into a cloth bag.
If this comes to pass, Ren will still be grateful."
"Sir Wang, I will tell you the truth. I heard that the county magistrate is worried about the living corpse. It just so happens that Wang also has some bodyguards, all of whom are good hands, and are willing to help the county magistrate solve his problems.
This atmosphere made him feel that he should not be in the courtyard, but in the soil.
Tax Collector Wang also had a smile on his face and went to the gate together to watch Butler Zheng get into the car and leave.
"Master Wang, just accept it."
He was even inferior to Xie Yanwu in terms of status. Behind him, he had the support of the entire Qingcheng Town gentry class, while Tax Collector Wang had only the county honor behind him. Honor and honor depended on others.
A plate full of white money!
The pig-headed taxman outside occasionally heard disgusting compliments carried by the wind, and occasionally a burst of hearty laughter.
Ren Pingsheng said and handed the bag in his hand to Tax Collector Wang.
After hearing this, Tax Collector Wang also stretched out his hand out of nowhere and took a bag of silver in his hand.