Feng Xing

"This matter, Hu Zhixian needs to give this officer an explanation!"

Leaving this, Fan Jinchuan took the people away, leaving Hu Zhixian and others pale and looked at each other.

No matter what, this matter must be resolved, so Fan Jinchuan returned to the county government at the forefoot, and Huzhi County brought him back with him.

The old tears of Huzhi County ran across, where can I stand the shelf now.

"Master Fan, it's not the old and shameless, it is really a last resort..."

In addition to Hu Zhixian's account, plus the description of Liu Xiancheng and others, Fan Jinchuan and Fang Fengsheng also roughly knew what was going on.

It turns out that Taizhou is different from other places. The people are mixed and there are many government offices. There are civilian households, stove households, and military households alone, and there are many conflicts.

Taizhou has been a salt-producing area since ancient times. Its geomorphology is special, just right in the delta where the Yangtze River, Huaihe River and Yellow Sea are interlaced.On the approaching Yellow Sea, there is inexhaustible seawater for boiling salt, and there are vast swamps and tidal flats to grow a large amount of reeds for fuel, and the Lixiahe Plain around the Chuanchang River, The terrain is flat and low, the waterways are dense, and the lakes are connected, which provides great convenience for salt transportation.

The Lianghuai Salt Class is half of the world's salt tax, and Taizhou is ranked fifth or sixth of the Lianghuai River.

In such an important place, the imperial court will naturally not ignore it. Not only have the Lianghuai Salt Transportation Divisions set up in the adjacent Yangzhou, but also the Taizhou Salt Division and the Taiba Supervision and Inspection Office, the Inspection Office and other salt administration offices in Taizhou. It is used to manage ten salt yards such as Fu'an Yard, Anfeng Yard, Duo Yard, and Liang Duo Yard, as well as the deployment, distribution, collection, anti-smuggling, etc.

Cooking salt requires labor, so there are stoves, and every salt farm has tens of thousands of stoves; cooking salt requires firewood fuel, so it also needs to grow firewood; and accompanied by official salt, it has always been indispensable. Private salt, so the Salt Administration and the local saltworks also control the security and anti-smuggling of the local saltworks.

So it was inevitable that the Salt Administration Office had a conflict with the local government.

The saltworks not only divided the administrative power of the local government, but also prevented the taxation of the local government.

The local officials are in charge of collecting local taxes, but the stove households are exempt from these harsh donations and miscellaneous taxes, and only pay salt classes.They do not pay harsh taxes and don’t belong to the local officials’ achievements, but these people are all outside the country, but they all belong to the people under the rule of Taizhou.

There are two types of local farmland, farmland and sloping land. The sloping land has a much lower tax than the field tax due to firewood cultivation.So there was such a chaos that some rich households tricked and concealed their land to use it as farmland in an attempt to pay less or no tax.

The cooking of salt requires firewood, and firewood is not enough to produce firewood, and some people privately occupy the farmland to change the land.

These chaos are completely irrelevant to the Salt Administration, they only care about the amount of salt produced each year to meet the requirements of the court.Even when private salt is flooding, in order to fill the shortfall, the local government is required to exempt tax levies, or bear tax levies.

That is to say, the local government is affected by the splint, the political achievements can not be obtained a little, and the tax is difficult to collect.

This is not to mention, because Taizhou is located between the three rivers, the Yellow River's diversion leads to frequent floods, and it is also facing the Yellow Sea, and there are typhoons.In the past five years, it has been unknown how many times the disasters have occurred, and every time there is a disaster, the local government has to control the relief of the people.

So how can the Changping warehouse store grain, including the grain in the county government grain warehouse, half of which is fake.

After listening to the accounts of Hu Zhixian and others, and seeing that they cried so badly, Fan Jinchuan was moved.

At this time, Fang Fengsheng spoke.

She shook her fan, sneering at the face: "No matter how difficult it is, Master Hu, it is not an excuse to try to push the blame on my head. In addition, if so much food is missing, wouldn't my adult fill it?"

"This……"

"Brother..."

Feng Sheng closed the fan and made a crisp sound: "So, things can not be investigated, you have to fill in the food."

After she finished speaking, she took Fan Jinchuan and said, "It's time to eat, and eat."

Fan Jinchuan seemed to want to say something, and was taken away by her.

When no one is going, Fan Jinchuan stops: "Why don't the wise brother embarrass them so much? I can talk to the Master of Shangfu Government on this matter to see if I can reduce the tax and grain for the next season to fill the Changpin position... "

"You stop me! Do you really think they are so miserable?"

"Is there any fake?" Fan Jinchuan was a little ignorant.

"One or two points are mixed in ten, and you may not be able to tell it. Wait, let's know if you leave it in two days."

After using the meal, go back to your room for a rest.

After getting up, Fang Fengsheng took Fan Jinchuan to play chess.

During this period, Hu Zhixian and Liuxian Cheng also came to see him, because Fang Fengsheng confessed that he never saw him.

It was so good for one day, and it was still the same the next day. On the third day, Feng Sheng made Zhiqiu and Xiaoqi deliberately talk outside and said that the master planned to write to Master Futai.

That night, Liu County Cheng came in and said that Hu Zhi County made up for the missing food.

The only difference was food, so Hu Zhi County did not meet with Fan Jinchuan at all. After Fan Jinchuan received the big seal, he took his family away the next day.

"Brother Xian, how do you know they are deliberately deceived? Why do you believe they will make up for the food?"

Early in the morning, Fan Jinchuan came and followed Fang Fengsheng for a half morning.

But Fang Fengsheng just ignored him, drinking tea and pulling Zhiqiu to play chess, sitting tired and going out for a walk.

It wasn't until lunch at noon that Feng Sheng looked at his pitiful appearance before talking to him.

"Because I have a good father."

Uh?What does this mean?

Feng Sheng said a little helplessly: "Do you think the name of Master Shaoxing really blows out? We are different from the master who came out of the ordinary way. Just like me, I grew up listening to all kinds of chores on the officialdom. Yes, there are strange and bizarre things between relatives and friends and neighbors, and they will communicate with each other. There are even people who write their experiences and what they see and hear as handbooks and pass them on to future generations. According to legend, these are experiences.

"Like what they did this time, in fact, it is not a secret in the officialdom. Yin eats the grain and even sells the grain from the Changping warehouse to earn the price difference. At the beginning, he earns the price difference and forgets to fill the hole. Eating meat on the top and drinking soup on the bottom. If you can hide it, you can hide it, if you can cheat, you can cheat.

"Then why no one came out to control?"

"Who cares?"

Fan Jinchuan couldn't say anything like this. Obviously, this kind of thing was different from the idea inherent in his mind. His face turned red, and he didn't hold a sentence for a while.

"If you don't care, there is no food in the warehouse. Once you encounter the disaster, how can you help the disaster?"

"Waiting for relief food."

"What if the disaster relief grains were not distributed above, but the local disaster relief was allowed?"

"Luggage, or find a large household to donate food."

"What if the people are starving to death, but the big households refuse to donate food?"

"It's up to you. But you can rest assured that there are always more ways than difficulties. No one will starve them to death."

Fan Jinchuan grunted and said: "If they do this, are they not afraid of exposing things?"

Feng Sheng looked at him a little bit pitifully and sighed, "Of course I am afraid, but people always have the luck and want to fill in. It's impossible to say that as long as no one pokes on this kind of thing, the sky can't fall. I remember reading a story like this before, The county official was greedy for money and food, and coincided with the local disaster. There was no food to pay, causing the people to starve to death. In order to avoid the punishment, this person lied that the mob attacked Chang Pingcang and grabbed the food. The chronic diseases are all smoothed out."

Seeing him not speaking, she said again: "One official controls one side of the people. If you can't see these, you will be your good official. As for others, you can't control, don't need to think about it."

...

Fan Jinchuan left.

Zhiqiu couldn't help but say: "Master, what do you tell Master Fan about these? You see his face."

Feng Sheng leaned back in his chair and fanned himself with a fan: "The environment here is complex, and he is upright, and he is a nerd who can only die. I still want to do my own business, even if I can't use him as a help, At least don’t mess with me, otherwise I’m just tired of tidying up the mess.”

"I think Lord Fan is so pitiful."

"He always has to know this, otherwise how will he grow?"

Feng Sheng suspected that Fan Jinchuan was devolved, just to let him know the current affairs and understand the current affairs, but he can be devolved to places like Taizhou, and he is not afraid that he will be killed?