Tang Dynasty: The seventh rank of official residence, and you will be given the Ten Thousand People

"No need to shout, I am the Madam of Yan Lai Building. If you have anything to say, just say it." The crowd parted and a woman holding a fragrant concubine fan came down the stairs.

His eyes looked at Fan Xin for a moment, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"This little brother, your Lieutenant Tan County is a frequent visitor here. There is no need to hurt the friendship because of a little tax money."

"Come on, let's go upstairs with these servants and have a good time. The account will be settled on me."

"Okay, girls, come forward and serve!" the big teapot shouted with a smile.

As several women with heavy makeup walked forward, the tense atmosphere in the brothel suddenly relaxed, and the bustle returned again.

Just when everyone thought the matter was over, Fan Xin slowly pulled out his sword and put it on the Madam's neck.

"I will give you half a stick of incense to pay the taxes for three years, otherwise this sword will definitely see blood!"

quiet!

The brothel lobby was deathly quiet. No one expected that Fan Xin would not give Yan Lailou any face.

I didn't even expect that he would dare to place the sword on the neck of the famous Fang Xian'er.

You must know that the reason why Yan Lailou dared not pay taxes for three years was because she was the wife of Youzhou Governor Shi Yunshan and the biological sister of the governor Fang Qian.

Seeing Fan Xin draw his sword at the slightest disagreement, Zhong Er was so frightened that he rushed forward and begged.

"Brother, don't you want to live? Hurry up and put your sword away and give Miss Fang a break."

"If the governor's office finds out about this, we will all die."

"Yes, who in the entire Changping County doesn't know that there is a big shot in Yanlai Tower, and even County Magistrate Zhang doesn't dare to make a mistake? You can't be confused."

After saying this, several tax collectors knelt on the ground and begged Fang Xianer for mercy.

"Miss Fang, you have also seen that the tax collection has nothing to do with us."

The old madam glanced at a few people, then turned his attention to Fan Xin and said calmly.

"I, Fang Xian'er, have lived in Youzhou for so many years, and you are the first person who dares to put a sword on my neck."

"It's too late to regret now, otherwise the matter will spread to the governor's office later, and you won't be able to leave Changping County alive even if you have ten swords!"

What surprised her was that Fan Xin, the head of the governor's office, did not show any panic at all, but said calmly.

"It is natural to pay taxes legally according to the laws of the Tang Dynasty. No one has the right to avoid taxes."

"Don't say it's you today, even if the King of Heaven comes, I still have to pay the arrears of taxes!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the sharp sword in his hand slashed across Fang Xian'er's neck, and bright red blood dropped to the ground along the blade.

Fang Xianer was so frightened that she screamed and her entire face turned pale.

"You still have less than half a stick of incense left!"

"you!"

Fang Xian'er covered her neck, feeling shocked and angry. She wanted to scold Fan Xin, but because the sword was placed on her neck, she could only say with a pale face.

“Come here, bring three years’ worth of tax money and hand it over to the Changping County Government!”

"Ah?" The big teapot was startled.

"Go quickly!"

"Okay, okay, little man, go right away." The big teapot responded, leading a few of his men to the accounting room, and not long after, he returned to the lobby carrying two boxes of copper coins.

Fan Xin signaled Zhong Er to count the number, and the latter reluctantly walked to the box to calculate. After confirming that the number was accurate, the iron sword left Fang Xianer's neck.

"Now that the taxes and fees have been paid, I'll leave my job!"

Fan Xin nodded towards Fang Xian'er and walked to the next house with the collected tax money.

Looking at his back, Fang Xianer covered her neck and gritted her teeth.

"Notify the governor's office immediately and ask them to send troops to arrest this lawless tax collector."

"I want to see him being taken to the execution ground with my own eyes within three days!"

"Yes, I will inform Governor Fang and Yun Changshi now..."

The news about Yan Lailou quickly spread throughout Beicheng, and the remaining two families originally wanted to rely on their backers to continue to deny it.

After some "friendly exchanges" from Fan Xin, they all settled old scores obediently.

Tan Yue's eyes widened when a group of people returned to Changping County Yamen with two carts full of tax money.

"Fan Xin, you recovered all this money from the north of the city?"

He never expected that Yan Lailou, who had dominated Changping County for many years, would pay the taxes honestly.

"A total of more than 90,000 yuan are all here." Fan Xin sat on a chair and took a sip of tea. Tax refusal alone was not enough to define the Youzhou government.

He planned to find an opportunity to meet the local people who were being persecuted.

Tan Yue was very curious after calculating the total amount of arrears for three years.

Taxes in Beicheng were the most difficult to collect. He and Magistrate Zhang had said many good things, but Yan Lailou was still unwilling to pay taxes.

In the end, I had no choice but to let them go. Unexpectedly, all the tax officials came back as soon as Fan Xin took office.

"Okay, I don't see how talented you are. You have raised taxes in such a short period of time."

"How did you do it?"

"It's nothing. I just put the sword on the Madam's neck and taught them some laws."

Pfft!

The tea that Tan Yue just drank in his mouth spurted out and he stared at Fan Xin with an ugly expression.

"What did you say, put the sword on Fang Xian'er's neck?"

"Yeah, talking is useless when dealing with these people. You have to use tough measures when necessary."

Seeing Fan Xin acting like nothing happened, Tan Yue felt regretful.

If he had known that this guy was so bold, he would never have brought him into the county government office.

What's wrong with this? It's clear that he's here to collect a debt.

Now it's good. If he offends the governor's office, not only will Fan Xin die, but he himself will also be buried with him.

Thinking of this, a flash of fierceness flashed in his eyes. If a man does things decisively, he will be disturbed.

He had to capture Fan Xin to express his position before the people from the governor's office arrived.

As soon as he thought this, he slammed the table and shouted: "Come here!"

Bang!

The door burst open, and several government officials armed with sabers rushed in.

"What are the orders from the county captain?"

Tan Yue pointed at Fan Xin and said: "Catch this unruly man who openly commits murder!"

The officials hesitated and said: "County Lieutenant, this..."

"Already deaf? Do it!"

Seeing that Tan County Lieutenant was determined to arrest him, several government officials shouted and stepped forward to hold Fan Xin down.

"Tan Yue, what do you mean?" Fan Xin frowned.

"Fan Xin, the trap you are trying to create is too big, I can only draw a line with you!"

"Don't hate my brother-in-law. If you want to blame, just blame your lack of power."

While talking, the county government office suddenly heard the sound of dense footsteps.

"Quick, I'm surrounded by everyone, don't let anyone go!"

As soon as the words fell, a man wearing a fifth-grade official uniform strode in with guards.

He glanced around everyone present and finally looked at Tan Yue.

"Who is Fan Xin? Hand him over!"

Tan Yue's expression changed and he said with a smile: "Yun Changshi calm down, Fan Xin has been arrested by his subordinates."

Yunshan snorted coldly: "If you know what's going on, hand him over. I will put him on trial in court in three days!"

"As ordered!"

Tan Yue bowed and waved to several subordinates.

"Bring the prisoner to the governor's office and take him away!"