Li Mu looked back and saw a few more people appearing behind him. The leader was a short man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks, who looked like a mouse turned into a spirit. His eyes were rolling around, showing a shrewd spirit. Behind him,
There were several office workers standing in black long sloping-collared clothes, which were slightly different from the clothes worn by the government officials in Luoyang, Chang'an, but were generally the same. Each of them had a bright long sword on their waist, and their eyes looked fierce, as if they were all the same.
If you don't agree, you will draw a knife and kill someone.
When Mouse Jing was talking to Father Ada, his eyes were aimed at Li Mu. He could see from a distance that Li Mu's clothes were made of silk. When he walked over, he heard Li Mu's generous words again,
Looking at his age and Zhen Yu standing next to him, it is logical to assume that he is a rich man who is greedy for the beauty of young girls.
The Mouse Spirit has been a police officer for many years and knows the temperament of these rich men very well. They must never lose face in front of women. For the words "Heroes save beauties", they will spend any amount of money.
If you are willing to give it, you are the best fat sheep. If you don't kill it, you will be doing your job badly.
However, slaughtering fat sheep also requires means. If you can't ask for money, isn't that robbery? A gentleman loves money and gets it in a proper way. Although the rat spirit is not worthy of the title of gentleman, he has never eaten pork and has never seen a pig run away.
?I have heard this sentence before.
Moreover, Li Mu is a Han. Judging from his clothes, his family must be rich. In Xuzhou, there are few Han people and many Miao people. Rich Han people are all connected with each other. He is also afraid of knocking hard.
It would cause trouble. So we decided to use a roundabout tactic and ask Li Mu to pay voluntarily. In this way, even if he offended someone, he would have a way out.
"Ada, it's time to pay your taxes. You owed money last year, and I'm accommodating because we have known each other for many years. This spring, you paid last winter's taxes, and in the summer, you paid spring taxes.
, now you still owe me summer taxes and autumn taxes, I just calculated it, no more, no less, 4980 yuan."
As he spoke, the mouse spirit took out twenty big coins from his arms, slapped them into the hands of Ada's father, and then went to get his ingot: "Come on, give it to me, and we'll settle the matter."
Father Ada didn't take the copper coins from him, nor let go of the ingot. He held on tightly. Mouse Jing's small body was no match for a man from the Miao family. No matter how he tried to break it, he couldn't break it away from Father Ada's fingers.
Less than that Yuanbao."
With so many people watching, the rat spirit couldn't keep his face, and said angrily: "Ada, what do you want to do?! I don't want to show you face, do you want to rebel?!" As his voice fell, a group of government officials behind him pulled out their knives.
Come on, take a step forward, the meaning couldn't be more obvious.
Father Ada saw the ferocious attitude of these people, and there was a look of struggle in his eyes. Gradually, he let go of his hand, and did not take the copper coin handed over by the rat spirit. He sighed and said: "Mr. City Magistrate, you
I know in my heart that I don't owe you any taxes. If you insist on saying so, I can't help it. I'll give you this ingot, but I don't want the copper coins either. Let's clear up both sides. I just hope that you can show your favor and don't cause trouble for me in the future."
Li Mu listened for a while and got an initial impression. The thing should be like this. The city magistrate falsely accused the innkeeper, saying that he owed taxes, but in fact the innkeeper did not owe him. Today, the innkeeper came to make trouble again.
The boss had no choice but to take money to eliminate the disaster.
"And there's this thing!" Li Mu was completely confused. He almost believed it when he heard what the rat spirit said so matter-of-factly. Could it be that he was the supervisory censor sent when he was sleepwalking?
That's not right! The supervisory censors are all Wei Zheng's younger brothers, and he can't control them. Also, the title of Zhuluhou has been discontinued for a long time. Now he is the Marquis of Luoyang. If it is really his fault, this guy has to call him
It is right for you to be the Marquis of Luoyang.
"What's the name of your censor?"
"I don't know the name of Mr. Censor. I only know that he is from the Bolingcui family and is a descendant of a wealthy family."
"Boling Cui..." A name popped into Li Mu's head: Cui Yuyan!
It can't be such a coincidence! Wasn't he exiled? Why did he come here to be the censor? Who appointed him!
Seeing his changing expression, the Mouse Spirit felt a little uneasy, and whispered: "Master, if you have nothing else to do, I am just attending to some official business——"
"Let's go, let's go," Li Mu was very upset. Such a small person was not worthy of his care and could be crushed to death at any time.
"Hey, young master, if you need anything, come to me at the market entrance at any time. I'll do my best." After the mouse spirit finished speaking, he glanced at Ada's father and Zhenyu, and left with his people.
Watching the rat spirit walk away, Zhen Yu glared at Li Mu and said, "See, you Han family are so bad!"
Li Mu was still in a state of confusion, but that didn't stop him from quarreling with Zhen Yu: "To be clear, it's them who are bad, not me. I'm here to help you out, and I won't beat you up if you don't bring me along."
Zhenyu was so angry that she didn't know what to say to retort, so she could only stamp her feet and said: "That's bad, I won't pay attention to you!"
After that, he entered the inn by himself.
Dad Ada was a little absent-minded, but he still had basic sense and would not assign Li Mu to the group of bad guys. He saluted and said, "Thank you for your help, but I don't know how to repay the guest."
"Oh, what are you talking about repaying? I just have some bad money. Not counting what I just did, I still have some here. Take it -" Li Mu was about to pay again, but Father Ada stopped him: "Guest
If you take money again, you will be humiliating me, Ada. As long as the guests don't dislike it, they can stay here as long as they want."
"Oh, okay," Li Mu took the money bag back, thought for a moment, and asked, "Shopkeeper, your taxes are quite high, as much as five taels of silver? The Central Plains doesn't have such high taxes either!"
"God damn Zhuluhou!" Hearing Li Mu talk about this matter, it aroused Ada's sensitive nerves. Li Mu was sprayed all over his face and was too embarrassed to wipe it, so he could only keep smiling. Listening to Ada's father
He said: "Guest, originally the imperial decree did not charge taxes on the Miao people. Later, the local officials made the decision on their own, apportioning taxes and charging one penny a day. We tolerated it. After all, it was not much. But starting from this year, people came
After Cui Yushi, the taxation was changed. It was changed from one penny a day to ten pence, which was ten times more. It was changed from collecting once every year after the autumn harvest to once every quarter to catch up with the recession.
When the time comes, taxes will not be reduced at all, and our lives will no longer be able to survive!"
"The Miao village went to the county and wanted to beg the lord for mercy, but the lord said that this matter was not decided by him, only by Zhuluhou of Chang'an City and His Majesty. The lord also said that last year, the imperial court had a war with the Turks.
A large amount of money and food were consumed, so taxes will continue to rise in the next three years. This is even the case for me, a businessman, and the people in the village are having an even harder time. Every household sells iron to feed their hungry children.
I paid the money and handed it over to the court. If this continues, the Miao people in Shibawu, Jiuxiang, may really not be able to survive. By then..."
Father Ada didn't say anything further, but Li Mu could guess what would happen when he couldn't survive anymore, could the government force the people to rebel?
I still think it's simple.
Li Mu sighed inwardly. The situation in Miao territory was worse than he thought. What was even more unacceptable to him was that these local officials were using his name. What kind of thing is this!
Li Mu has never regarded himself as a good person, he has done many ridiculous things, and he admits it. But to still blame him for things he has never done, which touches his bottom line a bit.
There is also the useless Cui Yushi. He has to figure out who he is. If he is Cui Yuyan, then he must understand how the exiled Cui Yuyan became the Yushi and who gave him the official title.
.If it wasn't Cui Yuyan, then he would also want to see who Cui Yushi was. If he was Wei Zheng's subordinate, he would arrest Cui Yushi and take him to Liangyi Palace to sort out the matter.
Figure it out.
If he is neither of the two, before he leaves Xuzhou, he will chop this Cui Yushi into pieces with thousands of swords and pour it into the Minjiang River to feed the bastard!
"guest?"
Dad Ada saw that Li Mu was suddenly lost in thought, and asked in a low voice. Li Mu regained his composure and forced out a smile, "Look at me, what are you thinking about? What does the matter of official errands have to do with us ordinary people? Shopkeeper, please do something about it."
Food, I’m so hungry.”
"Hey!" Father Ada did not doubt his presence, so he took Li Mu to the room, ordered the waiter to bring hot water for washing, and ran to the kitchen to cook. The inn was not big, and he was the shopkeeper and also the owner.
Where's the kitchen?
After washing his feet, Li Mu fell on the bed. His mind was in a mess.
He was wondering whether that Cui Yushi was Cui Yuyan. His intuition told him that it was probably him. But whether it was Cui Yushi or not could only be confirmed by meeting Cui Yushi himself.
"Cui Yuyan, Cui Yuzheng..." Li Mu gritted his teeth: "The one named Cui is no good. If he falls into my hands, he will have to be castrated by you."
Li Mu was furious when he suddenly heard a noise outside. Then he heard the shopkeeper shouting: "Don't hit, don't hit, don't you see the thing hanging around your neck? This is not an ordinary Pixiu, this is the one raised by the saint."
One, quickly find some bamboo shoots!"
"Pixiu? Is it Panda?"
Li Mu sat up suddenly, and before he could open the door, the door was smashed with a bang. A "shank of flesh" the size of a calf squeezed in. Before Li Mu could open his mouth, he was