When Bengbeng heard the six words "Shen Mo, the Chief of the Song Dynasty", his emotions immediately lost control.

He never expected that the young master he served had such an amazing teacher! What is the head of state?

Before this, Bengbeng also heard people talking about it on the streets and alleys, and he was clearly the emperor! Who would have thought that his young master was actually a disciple of the emperor! For Bengbeng, even a county magistrate was an out of reach. As for him, he had never even imagined the greater official.

And today he was having dinner with such a person at the same table... and now he is sitting shoulder to shoulder on the steps! At this time, Bengbang was so excited that his whole body was trembling.

"That... Master, what does the head of state look like?"

As Bengbeng said, he imagined in his mind the appearance of looking at jade, big ears and long beard floating on his chest.

In his mind, he had already put the template of the Jade Emperor on his young master's teacher.

At this time, Shen Mo, who was discussing the ancient and modern tax system in Lin'an and his two wives, knew that he was imagined as the kind-hearted man on the underworld currency, he didn't know whether he should cry three times or laugh three times?

Zhao Yufan heard the question of Juebang, and smiled and replied, "He is very young, just seven or eight years older than me. Before he became the head of the Song Dynasty and was just a small captain in Lin'an, he accepted me as his disciple."

"At that time, he was literary and elegant, unparalleled in the world!"

"You will definitely see him," Zhao Yufan said as he smiled at Bongbeng, "Just with your cleverness, he will definitely like it."

"When you take advantage of his happiness, you will take the opportunity to bring his pair of dark crystal-ground sunglasses. Then everyone will dare to look into your eyes and speak."

"Black crystal... mirror?"

At this moment, Bengbeng could not imagine a black mirror. What does it have to do with his eyes?

"That's what? There are so many interesting things around the teacher!"

Zhao Yufan said while smirking and took out something from his arms.

When he jumped up to look at the thing, his eyes widened in surprise. His eyes turned even more violently.

I saw a crystal tube as thick as a middle finger in the young master, and there was a crystal bottle plug firmly on it.

There is a small white paper stick in the middle of the tube that is thinner than a little finger and about two inches long.

Zhao Yufan looked at the stuff sealed in the glass test tube and smiled and said to Bengbeng: "This was what I stole from his cigarette box when the last meeting was not paid attention."

"My teacher likes this thing so I always want to try it, but I don't see the opportunity."

“Is this what to eat?”

When Bengbeng heard this, his eyes lit up and he quickly said, "Then why don't you open it and eat it quickly... Let me smell it too!"

"Don't worry, just this one!"

Zhao Yufan saw Bengbing and scratching his head impatiently, and he said with a smile: "When the day when the surname Huang is killed, I will open it... let you taste it too!"

At this moment, Bengbeng looked at the exquisite crystal, and thought leisurely: The emperor likes it so much, it must be such a delicious thing!... Then the next day, Zhao Yufan began to work in the classroom.

Since he arrived in Qingjiang, the yamen runners and officials in the county yamen felt a mysterious feeling about Lord Zhao.

Because he neither brought his family nor maids, he lived in the back house with his thirty guards.

Not only did these people strictly guard the county governments on three floors inside and outside, but they also bought everything they ate from the street and cooked it themselves.

Obviously, their defense skills were very effective, because Huang Daoxian soon discovered that he was not only unable to spy on the situation of the county magistrate, but also the methods he planned to poison and win over were not possible at all.

After Zhao Yufan was promoted to the hall, his first thing was to gather all the tax collectors in Qingjiang County.

There are about 30 of these people, and they have always been responsible for collecting taxes in Qingjiang urban and rural areas.

Of course, this is not just the only one who does the job. Each of them also has a group of subordinates who are responsible for collecting taxes for them in the countryside.

Of course, according to the rules of the Song Dynasty, all these people had no money to pay, and they made money by sucking the cream of the people on weekdays.

When I saw these people, I was humble and respectful, and knelt in the hall with a smile on my face.

Zhao Yufan glanced at them and felt a sense of disgust.

Of course he knew, don't look at these guys so honest and respectful now.

As long as they are thrown out, by the time they collect taxes from the people, these people will definitely be more fierce than mad dogs! As long as they are tax collectors, they are similar to tiger skins in the eyes of the people. Which poor people are not frightened to see them?

"Who are you leading the way?"

Zhao Yu Fangao sat in the hall and asked down lightly.

"Liar Huang Ya, pay homage to the county master!"

A man immediately stood up among the tax collectors and saluted Zhaoyufan again.

Zhao Yufan looked down and immediately frowned.

I saw this guy having a short figure, standing there licking his breasts and folding his belly, very fat and strong.

He had no neck on his body, just like sitting on his shoulder with a huge head.

This head is as fat as a pig's head, with fat and shiny fat on his face growing horizontally and vertically, and his small eyes are shining with glitter.

The most obvious thing on his face was the big mouth. Two thick lips were almost directly under his ears. Two big yellow teeth grew directly outside his lips. They could be directly carved into two inkstones after they were beaten... What a pair of big teeth! Zhao Yufan knew at a glance that Huang Ya was 100% nicknamed Huang Daya.

As soon as he heard that his surname was Huang, Zhao Yufan felt aware of it.

This guy is probably a member of the Huang family, so it’s no wonder that he cooperated with the Huang family’s Hell Debt in such a tacit understanding when he was collecting taxes in the deserted year.

Zhao Yufan didn't treat him politely at all, but asked him directly: "Huang Ya, right?

You can hear it for me!"

"From today, all local miscellaneous taxes in Qingjiang County will be suspended. They can only collect the taxes for the year and the land taxes for summer and autumn in accordance with the regular taxes stipulated by the Song Dynasty."

"I am not only your tax collector, their country helper, or even you.

If I find out that you will collect taxes randomly in the countryside, I will definitely impose a heavy punishment!”

Huang Daya knelt down. When he heard that he would not allow miscellaneous taxes to be collected, he was immediately stunned.
Chapter completed!