I played as an assistant in ancient times

Please give me a monthly ticket, please give me a monthly ticket, please give me a monthly ticket, please give me three times in a row...

The little black cat stretched lazily: "Didn't you hear? There are a lot of horse hoof sounds coming from the south. It must be the reinforcements that Lu Guan mentioned.

Meow, you can’t hear it, it’s too far away.” It even farted.

Shen Xiaoye listened attentively, but she really couldn't hear anything. Not far away, Lu Guan saw her head sticking out of the courtyard wall, and came closer to ask, "What did you find?"

"It heard the sound of horse hooves coming from the south." She nodded to the kitten.

Lu Guan asked: "How many horses?"

Unexpectedly, Shen Changsui, who was lying on the ground outside the wall and listening to the sound, answered first: "About twenty horses, coming from the direction of Tangjiaji."

"Oh my god, can you hear me?" Lu Guan looked at him from across the wall, then thought of something and whispered, "You were in the grassland before?"

"Yes." Shen Changsui learned his riding skills during his military service. "They will be here in less than a quarter of an hour."

"My uncle is so awesome." Shen Xiaoye turned into his uncle's diehard fan and boasted.

However, the group of horseback riders arrived earlier than he said. The sound of horses' hooves rushing into the village woke up the entire village. When the hissing sounds of horses neighed in front of the Shen family's door, everyone became very nervous.

Shen Xiaoye only felt a gust of wind blowing past him, and then he saw a tall and strong middle-aged man holding Lu Guan's head and checking him from top to bottom three times.

She stared at the wound on his back for several seconds and asked, "Who did it?"

As soon as Lu Guan pointed to the ground outside the courtyard wall, his uncle jumped over the wall and drew his knife.

No, ah!

The thief screamed in pain when his right hand was chopped off, and Shen Changsui, who was standing next to him, was hit hard and had his face covered in blood.

Uncle Lu said in a cold voice: "Bandage him and take him away." His personal soldiers acted quickly.

Although the people in the yard couldn't see the specific situation through the wall, when he approached, the evil aura on his body made many people tremble with fear.

Old man Shen Shanyou had also been on the battlefield. He walked forward calmly and clasped his fists at the same time as Uncle Lu.

"Thank you, Shen family, for rescuing us again." Uncle Lu bowed sincerely.

The other party was wearing armor, so the old man quickly avoided him and returned the greeting, saying, "It's just a small favor. General, please take a seat. We have heard about some flower thieves and are interrogating them."

"Any results?" Uncle Lu strode towards the tied-up Houzi, who had already confessed under the harsh words and beatings of the crowd.

Seeing the man in armor approaching him, he trembled and fell to the feet of the banker: "Master Zhuang, I've already told you, I've known Tang Xiezi since I was a child, and we had a drink together today."

"Who is Tang Scorpion?" When Uncle Lu asked, his uncle Shen Changshou and the money shop grabbed Hou Zi's body.

Houzi seemed to smell the blood on him. In front of a real iron general on the battlefield, he, a small leader of the Caohe River who lurked at the dock and ferry, could not withstand the pressure at all.

His lips were shaking and he couldn't speak. Old man Shen Shanyou winked at Captain Qian, who said carefully that Tang Scorpion seemed to be in collusion with the flower thief and the children were rescued from the cave in his house.

In the previous dynasty, his family had a eunuch who seized the land of nearby villagers. Later, with the invasion of the northern barbarians and the chaos of war, the family was ruined. The few-year-old Tang Scorpion survived by stealing and robbing.

When the Zhou Dynasty was founded, land was the main source of income. He used the old land deeds to exchange for hundreds of acres of fertile land, but he lost most of it on drinking, whoring and gambling. He then spent all year running errands for others at the Qicuo Ferry and most of the time he did not live in the shabby house in Tangjiaji.

"Where is he now? We are interrogating him." The old man added finally.

On this side, Qianzhuang, who had sobered up early, now regretted his decision. Why did he tie up Houzi? Why didn't he just ask the village head in private?

He secretly used his knee to push Hou Zi, hoping that the boy really had no experience with him, but as soon as he moved, he received a sharp glance from Uncle Lu, and Qian Zhuang immediately retracted his leg.

However, Uncle Lu looked at Hou Zi and said calmly: "Go ahead!"

Just at this moment, the bodyguard handed over the knife that had been wiped with both hands.

Uncle Lu waved his hand and refused to take it, but Hou Zi was frightened enough to speak fluently: "In... in... he said he lives with his mistress in Songfu Village."

"Have you ever given him any favors before?"

"Give it, I have given it."

"Have you ever helped him transport people?"

"..." Hou Zi started shaking again. Qian Zhuang was immediately trembling. He decisively kicked him over and picked up a bench beside him and smashed it: "How dare you touch this in my territory?"

"Master Zhuang, I only asked Lao Meng to lend him the boat twice.

I didn't know he was doing this at the time, but after I found out, I never had any contact with him again." Hou Zi was knocked to the ground, and when he saw the bench hitting his face, he somehow managed to blurt out, "Master Zhuang, spare me!"

The uncle reached out and grabbed the bench, then he knelt down and kowtowed to Uncle Lu: "General, I am the leader of the laborers in the Taoying Camp of Beiguan, and I have not been strict in my administration. Please punish me."

Shen Xiaoye was stunned by this turn of events. Is Grandpa Zhuang trying to pay his respects to Uncle Lu?

She tugged at her fourth uncle's sleeve and wanted to ask something, but when she turned her head, she saw that she was tugging at Lu Guan.

The other party raised his eyebrows, as if asking something?

Shen Xiaoye let go of him awkwardly. Uncle Lu on the other side had waved his hand to have his personal guards cover up the mouth of the marquis and take him away. He did not even glance at the bank, but instead glanced at the whole room and said, "Please do not spread what happened today, in case someone slipped through the net and resents you for revenge."

After saying that, he nodded to the old man and other elders, then looked at Lu Guan, waved, and walked towards the gate. The old man and others followed him to see him off.

"Uncle, I'll go and carry Zhou Wenchen out." Lu Guan knew he couldn't stay any longer tonight.

Unexpectedly, Shen Changsui came over with the sleeping little boy in his arms and handed the child to the personal soldiers at the door.

Lu Guan had no choice but to bow to the Shen family members one by one and leave with his uncle.

The sound of horse hooves rang out again as they retreated. Shen Xiaoye saw many villagers quietly emerging from the dark courtyards of their neighbors' houses. Fifth Aunt asked nervously, "Have you seen my Zhuang'er?"

Not to mention that Chief Qian stroked his chest and helped his eldest grandson forward to comfort everyone.

It was only after the Shen family sent the villagers away that they discovered that Qian Zhuang was still kneeling in the yard without moving.

Shen Xiaoye was ready to grab her fourth uncle this time: "What do you mean?"

"I escaped a disaster, but I'm scared now." As Shen Changsui finished speaking, the old man on the other side had already gone up to pull up Qian Zhuang, who was covered in cold sweat: "It's okay, it's a good thing you tied him up today, otherwise if you investigate him thoroughly this time..."

"Brother Bashan, thanks to you." The money shop knew that Hou Ziding might have some connection with someone with the surname Tang, otherwise why would he drink with Tang Xiezi for half a day and know where he lived.

The old man told his eldest son to send the weak-legged money exchange away, and then told Shen Xiaoye and the others to go to bed quickly and to clean up the stools and other things tomorrow.

Shen Xiaoye couldn't sleep at all, and whispered to his uncle and cousin in private: "I have never seen Tang Scorpion."

"Neither have I, let alone have heard of such a person." Shen Cungeng couldn't remember.

But Shen Changsui knew it. He said, "You will know when you ask Brother Xin next time you see him. Tang Xiezi often gathers a group of thugs at the ferry to extort money from people. He relies on his good relationship with the patrol inspector to extort money from small vendors."

"It's actually a disguised way of asking for protection money, right?" Shen Xiaoye understood, but said, "We also sold things at the ferry before, but we never saw him."

Shen Changsui: "That's because the old man is more familiar with the head of the Inspection Bureau, so no one took our money, and I only went there twice.

Think about the days before we pulled two carts of cloth into the county town. If it weren’t for my elder brother using my grandfather’s name to pay the tax and get money in front of us, their estimate of the price would have made you cry.”

"Oh my god!" Shen Xiaoye realized his mistake, "I only remembered the money I paid with my tax card, and forgot about the money my uncle paid.

Fortunately, it is in Linghe. If it were in other counties, it would be very difficult to transport several truckloads of goods.

And the boat that Uncle Xin Jiu found saved us a lot of money by not having to go through the customs."

This is how the taxation in the Great Zhou Dynasty works. It seems that the commercial tax is not high, but there are tax checkpoints a few miles outside the county town and on the river, unless you can guarantee to bypass all the checkpoints in the countryside.

She turned to Shen Cungeng and said, "Cousin, maybe we need to deduct some more from the net profit.

Cousin?" Seeing him in a trance, Shen Xiaoye waved her hand in front of his eyes, and Geng Geer came back to his senses: "Ah? What?"

"Why are you in a daze?"

"I'm wondering if Grandpa Qianzhuang should come back to adopt Dabao, or adopt him to his son who died early."

"You mean he brought back two people who were in trouble?" Shen Xiaoye snorted at him and said, "Don't be superstitious. Those two were in trouble already. What does it have to do with adopting Dabao?

Now Uncle Qian disagrees again."

“The Qian family tree was not changed for him, and Dabao’s name was still at the head of Qianzhuang grandfather’s house.

What I mean is, look at how he decisively kicked out that kick and kowtowed in public, is he someone who would let Uncle Qian take advantage of him?" Shen Cungeng didn't believe it.

Shen Changsui said: "My cousin from the money shop is quite manageable, but if someone else heard that his subordinates were colluding with the flower thieves, would they kidnap him and send him to the authorities?

Moreover, he helped Xiaoye once at the fair today."

Something flashed through Shen Xiaoye's mind, "The piece of cloth that blocked the punch of the man in sackcloth was thrown by him."

"Well, he could become a labor leader more than a hundred miles away. He must have some sense of loyalty to his country." Shen Changsui said,

"People have many sides, and it's human nature to protect oneself when in danger. It won't be strange if you see it more often in the future."

"Fourth Uncle, have you seen a lot?" Shen Cungeng looked at him suspiciously.

Shen Changsui ended the meeting directly: "Everyone go to bed. There are still a lot of things to do tomorrow. Check how the woad is soaking, weed the fields, and wash the cloth to remove dirt."

"Yes, we have to dye the dozen pieces of cloth soaked in watermelon juice again." Shen Xiaoye got up and went back to her room, leaving her cousin alone to be stared at by her uncle.

Moreover, she thought Lu Guan had returned to Beijing, but unexpectedly, this guy came again in a carriage in the afternoon.

Shen Xiaoye didn't understand: "Your injury hasn't healed yet, why are you jumping around?"

"I'm sending you some money." Lu Guan looked around the Shen family and saw that she was the only one at home. "You're not here?"

"It's time to go to the fields. If we don't weed the weeds in the fields, we'll be buried." Shen Xiaoye looked at the carriage. Except for the driver, no one was carrying anything down.

Lu Guan waved his folding fan and smiled, "It's not a thank-you gift, it's an order."

"What order?" Shen Xiaoye immediately became alert.

Lu Guan said: "Five thousand rolls of red coarse cotton cloth, no need for printing, just the cloth must be tight and of high quality.

This is the military supplies I begged my uncle to give you."

Shen Xiaoye: "Price?"

"Three cents a piece." Seeing her in a dilemma, Lu Guan asked, "Is it very low?"