Realm of Power

The sky in Pincheze is still pure, and the light and full-bodied boiled radish floats with thin "back" sometimes gathering and sometimes dispersing, like the scattered sheep on the prairie,

A city built against the mountain stood guard there, with low-rise houses densely distributed in a honeycomb pattern. Stretching from the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain, the layers are crowded together, with several yellow stone steps crisscrossing like a chessboard.

On the top of the mountain, a large castle with an oval outer wall stands on it. The tall and pointed roof is pointed at the top and rounded at the bottom. The thick main body of the castle is like stone piers crowded together, giving people a thick but majestic atmosphere. feeling,

This fortress combines the architectural style of the Rohde people with a strong architectural style of Vecchia stone piers. It is the famous stone pillar city Wo Cheze in the lower south, with white delta boats. Slag the nearby sea. With the gentle breeze blowing on the blue sea, this beautiful mountain city built on the seaside is the headquarters of the Mullens family.

Fishing and processing industries are the main industries of Wocheze. The small gold-colored fish and processed whale oil in the nearby waters are goods that businessmen are rushing to buy.

Every day when the boat docks, the waiting merchants will crowd over and put the lively little golden fish into the carriage bucket filled with sea water. This can ensure that the small gold-colored fish is transported to Zhiva Cheze and can be put on the table of the noble banquet very freshly.

Naturally, the merchants were accompanied by tax collectors from the Dillons family who drove a carriage containing several boxes. They wore red feathers on their heads, wore loose black clothes, and held record sheets in their hands. They always recorded carefully. Place every transaction and receive three-quarters of the payment from the merchant. Put it in the tax cart behind you, it's for the Dillens family,

The land belongs to the lord, and so does the sea. Everything in the sea naturally belongs to the lord. Since it belongs to the lord, taxes must be paid. This is the mantra of the tax collector.

In the end, the poor quarter was divided into three parts, one part was put into the box given to the local sheriff, and the other part was put into their own small box. The last portion belongs to the fishermen themselves.

Of course, occasionally the tax collector will take another half of the fishermen's share as extra labor fees. They call it "oil pumping water!"

For Wang Min who refuses to pay taxes, the tax soldiers following the carriage will tie him up and let him watch his beloved fishing boat turn into debris in the flames. They always work in pairs, one latte at a time Chain, a large wooden stick filled with sharp short nail heads. The kind of black nailed wooden sticks soaked in oil and sea water. Hitting a person's body will not damage the internal organs, but it will leave blood pits on the body, allowing the blood of the tied fisherman to drain out within a day, and finally hang on the mast of the burned slag ship, blown by the hot sea breeze. *People do it.

The fishermen hatefully call these tax collectors with red feathers on their hats "Tatoricus!" An extremely greedy and ferocious fish in the ocean, always likes to climb on the rocks in the shallow sea and devour small fish, often with The small gold-colored fish in Tatorikus will basically become extinct.

In a few days, there will be a big banquet held once a month by the Dillens family, because Zivache is ruled by the Samor people, who were the original big consumers. Those extravagant and extravagant nobles of Japan had to tighten their purse strings after experiencing the violent peasant unrest. The banquets they held every day also disappeared. The sales volume of Xiaojin Jise dropped sharply. The financial blow to the Lens family was fatal.

In order to obtain enough gold coins, the Dillons family set their eyes on the residents of the city. There is a tax on meals, a tax on sleeping, and even a tax on children crying and playing. Of course, there are precedents for this. For example, the extremely glorious Dardanelle family has done this.

Naturally, those noble aristocratic gentlemen do not have to suffer this. Now they are enthusiastically preparing the dresses for the monthly banquet. It is said that at this banquet, the patriarch of the Dylans family, Mrs. Dylans Kelly, will announce herself daughter. The coming-of-age ceremony for the noble and beautiful Sister Dylans Rongqisi heralds that a new round of battle for Dylans' heir is about to begin.

The Dillons are a very strange family. Every clan leader is a woman, and whoever can be admired by Miss Dylans Jingqisi is likely to rise to the top, and becoming a member of the family is a real dignitary.

"Your Excellency, the city gate tax is 1 copper. The passage tax is 3 coppers, and the physical tax is 2 coppers. The conversation tax is 2 coppers, totaling 1 copper!" City Gate Tax Collector Hebers saw a carriage coming through the mist. , quickly holding an order book signed by the Dylans family in his hand, he bowed respectfully and saluted, with a self-recognized elegant smile on his face, and said it in a skillful breath. He would shout this hundreds of times a day, and he could say it in one breath even with his eyes closed.

Holding the order book in his hand was just for show, just in case. If a big noble or big shot came across from him, he would spread out the order book and look like he was fulfilling his duties. Until the big man in the carriage showed curious eyes,

For a small person like him, most people don't want to get involved. What's more, he still has documents authorized by the local lord in his hand. There are also a small number of nobles who show appreciation. It is because of this trick that he is different from Yi Xun Shu Sha and Ao Shan. He is a common tax collector of Dam Village, and he is a tax collector of the city gate.

"I haven't entered the streets of the city yet, I haven't packed anything, and I haven't talked to anyone. I should just pay a few copper coins!" A pitiful figure leaned out of the carriage window, and the words he spoke were completely inappropriate. He looked like a noble, but more like a fussy grocer. This made Hepos, who was about to make a fortune, secretly cursed, "It's bad luck! I met such a poor guy so early in the morning!"

Hepos looked up at the people on the carriage depressedly. He thought he could make a deal, but when he took a closer look, his hot heart immediately fell to the bottom.

A dilapidated old carriage, with the coat of arms of an unknown era carved on the old door. Half of the wheel covered with yellow mud was broken. The wheel shook up and down bumpily, making a creaking sound. A stupid fat man like an idiot showed his head from the window. Although he was wearing an aristocratic dress, but from Hepas's Looking up, you can see a few patches of cheap floral fabric on the inside of the sleeves of the dress.

Typical down-and-out nobles, there are many such people in the farms near Wocheze. Especially the agricultural unrest in Rivacheze some time ago caused many rural nobles to flee to Wocheze. The number of down-and-out nobles immediately doubled several times. It has almost become a car, which is a unique and beautiful scenery.

He wanted to maintain his status as a noble but was extremely poor. Hepos knew that the clothes worn by some down-and-out nobles were rarely taken off and washed once a year, because he only had the one thing associated with the nobles. It can only turn black over time. For example, the dress in front of me has this earthy smell.

"Stop talking nonsense! You're old. Copper! Don't even think about entering the den Cheze if you're missing one!" Seeing that he was just a down-and-out noble, Hepos didn't even bother to answer. He waved his hand to the lazy city guard behind him and shouted, "Here is someone who wants to evade taxes!"

"What! You want to evade taxes!" When the lazy city guard heard this, he immediately became energetic and walked over with a terrifying long-handled ax. As a long-term collaborator of Hepos, he naturally knew how to behave at this time. The city guard looked at Fatty Sha with a ferocious expression and waved the long-handled ax in his hand. He threatened, "According to the law, nobles who evade taxes must be covered with chicken feathers and paraded through the city on a carriage! Do you want to evade taxes?"

"Don't, don't get me wrong! I'll give it, I'll give it!" The silly fat man in the carriage seemed to be frightened, and he quickly turned around and flipped something in the carriage. Hepos and the city guards looked at each other and smiled. These poor and down-and-out nobles were afraid of this. They were obviously poor and only had one piece of clothing, but they still had to show off with proper etiquette. When they heard that they would wear chicken feathers and parade around the streets , everyone was scared to death.

Soon, the fat man's pitiful face poked his head out of the carriage window again, holding something precious in his hand. This made Hepos's heart tighten. No matter how down-to-earth a nobleman, his family had once been glorious. , maybe there is something really good about it.

"This is a silver Luke, you should give me a copper!" The fat man opened his palm and revealed a silver coin, which made Hepos feel depressed. But the fat man in the carriage was still stupidly waiting for Hepos to change. Hepos glanced at the city guard beside him, and the two of them turned around in unison. The fat man looked confused

Hepos took out a dark rag from under the table next to him, and the city guard came over with a bucket of water.

"What are you going to do?" The fat man in the carriage panicked and almost screamed

"According to the rules of the carriage rules, unclean carriages cannot enter the city!" the city guard said as he poured water on the carriage. Heposs, who was waiting next to him, immediately wiped the carriage with a black rag in his hand. He wiped it and then looked at the carriage, as if looking at a piece of art. He waved his hand to the fat man who was full of panic, "Okay, let's go into the city!"

"Then my breasts are copper

The fat man asked timidly. Before he could finish his words, Hepos interrupted him.

"What's 86, coppers? Do you think you can pay the fare for free! If you can't leave, if you stop me on the road again, I will treat him as a troublemaker!" Heposs glared. The fat man in the carriage was so frightened that he trembled and dared not speak anymore.

The carriage swayed into the city gate of Wocheze. The fat man poked his head out of the carriage curiously. The foolish look he had just now was gone. His eyes looking around were more like those of a hunter looking at his prey.

"Go to Takuli District!" The fat man whispered to Hu Keqili, who was dressed as a coachman. Takuli District is located at the foot of Wocheze Mountain City. Nearby is Wocheze Pier. Most of the people gathered here are None of the merchants in Wocheze paid much attention to Fatty's broken carriage. Since Samor adopted an open business policy, Bibi, a down-and-out nobleman turned businessman like Fatty,

yes.

"Creak" the carriage stopped at a relatively high-end hotel in Taku District. Sophie Mocha, who was dressed in a smart outfit, opened the door of the carriage and said respectfully to the fat man who got off the carriage, "My lord, Mrs. Susanna is waiting for you in the room!"

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