Feng Xing

Fang Fengsheng only came back to see Zhichun before he realized where Fan Jinchuan was in trouble today.

However, she didn't pay attention to it either. Fan Jinchuan came to him early the next morning and said that the autumn tax was being levied. The county government was short of staff and let Fang Fengsheng go with him to inspect the countryside.

Feng Sheng did not refuse.

Fan Jinchuan took Xiaoqi, Feng Sheng took Uncle Yu, and two government officials, and a group of six people left the county government.

The waterways in Taizhou are dense, so they take the boat first and then change the bus to the place.

Sitting in the boat, I saw the Yanchuan Ruzhi on the way, and from time to time there were ships from the inspection department, stopping the passing ships for random inspection.

Because of the celebration, Fang Fengsheng is now quite famous in the inspection department. When he saw her in the boat, the people in the inspection department waved their hands and said that they must not let the boss know, otherwise they must not be stripped. Own skin.

Fang Fengsheng smiled, Fan Jinchuan didn't know why his face was black.

"Brother Xian, we play chess."

Half a day from the destination, Fan Jinchuan has already set the chessboard.

Feng Sheng came to the low table and sat down, one holding white, one holding black, and the two came and played chess.

"The younger brother is not too young, I wonder if there can be a marriage at home?"

Feng Sheng said this to Fan Jinchuan this year. The marriage of men and women in Dazhou is early, and there is no marriage in 19th. Even for a man, it is a bit late.

"No." After a pause, Feng Sheng did not raise his head and said, "Did Brother Fan have a marriage?"

Fan Jinchuan is not, he is still 23 years old.

"The man's elder husband, when he first established a business and then became a family, why did he start a family if he has not yet established a business."

"I think so too."

This sentence directly made Fan Jinchuan speechless.

"Actually, my brother is not without marriage. My mother made a marriage for me in the country. It was just that my affairs were very busy. In addition, the elderly in the woman’s family had to die, so they would be delayed. Not in a hurry?"

"There are no elders in my family."

Fan Jinchuan was very surprised, ashamed and said: "I never thought about mentioning the sadness of the younger brother."

Feng Sheng put down a white man and said lightly: "It's human nature to live and die."

Speaking of such a situation, naturally, it can no longer continue, and Fan Jinchuan has no intention to persuade the younger brother to'return to the right way' for the time being.

It was almost noon, and finally arrived at a pier.

This seems to be a port dedicated to stopping ships and turning around. The shore is very lively, with bamboo sheds stationed by the inspection department.There are several boats parked on the shore, there are both civilian ships and salt ships. In fact, the difference between local civilian ships and salt ships is not big. The difference is that there is a flag on the salt ship.

This flag is a one-off. It was issued when the salt ship was sent from the salt field, and the word "salt" was written.There is another mark on the flag. Fang Fengsheng observed that most of the salt ships traveling to Taiba have five marks, indicating that the salt ship departed from Yanchang to Taiba after passing through five checkpoints.

This port seems to be one of the checkpoints.

A group of people went ashore, and one of the bureaucrats went to find a car. Fan Jinchuan and others stood on the shore and waited.

At the inspection bureau Zhupeng, several general soldiers of the inspection bureau stood outside the shed, staring at the pedestrians.In the shed, the three short-haired brown guys were talking to one of the chiefs. The little chief was impatient. Until one of them stuffed him with a bag, he held it in his hands, and then nodded with satisfaction. Started.

In a few moments, a few men hurried out of the boat, and the boat drove away slowly, but there was an extra mark on the flag.

Fan Jinchuan looked dumbfounded: "They are negligent in their duties, and they didn't see the spot check, how did they pass the card." With that said, he wanted to go to the bamboo shed, but was pulled by Fang Fengsheng.

"Maybe before our arrival, their ship has been spot-checked?" Feng Sheng speculated.

"But it's just that the few people obviously put money in that person!"

"If you are not in your position and do not manage your politics, you need to catch thieves and swindle, even if it is silver, other people have already collected it. Do you go to search for their bodies? Besides, the inspection department is established separately and is not under the jurisdiction of the local government. ."

The servant who stayed with him said, "Sir, don't be surprised. This kind of thing is local in Taizhou. Although it didn't cross the Ming Road, it almost crosses the Ming Road. As the saying goes, the king is good at seeing little ghosts. Shipped from the salt farm, there are so many checkpoints, and filial piety is needed everywhere, so as not to cause trouble. Salt merchants don't spend money and don't care about this."

"So just ask them to eat Cana?"

Yayue smiled and didn't speak, but he couldn't conceal his envy, and I was afraid that he could turn into a patrol inspector.

"No wonder that the salt in the two Huaihei politicians has been reported to the government for a few years, why it is unsalable, but the price of salt is too high. The price of salt out of thin air is probably to honor these codlings."

Feng Sheng looked at Fan Jinchuan with surprise. Unexpectedly, he actually knew this. She thought that he really did not eat the grains of the world.Even she knew that some of the details at the end were still in Taizhou and came to ask from all sides.

She couldn't help but think about the question, why Fan Jinchuan was sent to such a place in Taizhou.

Da Zhou will rule under Fuzhou County, etc., and divide it into four grades to replace it with rush, complexity, fatigue, and difficulty.Among them, frequent traffic is a rush, local government affairs are numerous, and taxes and food lags are excessive, fatigue is excessive, customs are impure, and criminal cases are too difficult.

And Taizhou has exactly three places, complicated, tired and difficult.It stands to reason that someone who has no experience as a local official should not be allowed to sit in such a position, but let him come.

Could it be said that Fan Jinchuan was sent, there is still a certain metaphor, maybe Sheng Sheng has long been dissatisfied with the political chaos in the two Huaihe Salt?Could it be other reasons?

But whatever the reason, Fang Fengsheng was a little excited.

Without him, his father's case has long been closed, and everyone is taboo.She had wanted to investigate from the root, it was always simpler, and only when she arrived did she find that she had no suitable entry point.

This is also the reason why she made friends with Gouqing. She thought that she could always find out some news. Obviously, Gouqing was not a vegetarian. Except for some floating on the surface, she knew nothing about it.

The car has come.

Feng Sheng pulled La Fan Jinchuan: "Brother Fan, this matter is filled with indignation and uselessness. It's not too early, so we still set off."

Fan Jinchuan then seized his anger and got on the car.

Due to the shortage of manpower in Yamen of each state and county, each county has a number of grain lengths to be responsible for tax collection.

Generally, the grain chiefs are served by large households with large fields and large amounts of food in various regions, and ordinary small households in rural areas do not have the strength to levy tax and escort the grain.

Taizhou is a large area with scattered farmland. There are several towns under its jurisdiction, including Haian, Anxiang, Qintong, Port, Jiangyan, Doumen, and Fanchao. This is a more important town.

Haian Town is very lively. Unlike ordinary towns, it is a place where several saltworks are stopped and turned around. There are many restaurants, tea shops and inns in the town.

The group traveled lightly and briefly, and found a restaurant to eat.

After eating, he drove to Zhennan.

Song Family, the grain chief who is in charge of the area near Haian, is ten miles away from the south of the town.

Every time when the food tax is levied, the chief of the grain will inform the local Lizheng in advance, and then the Lizheng will inform the villagers that the general payment of the food tax has a designated time and place.Needless to say, the location is in the big drying field in front of the Song family's gate. The time is three days.

Although the three days are shorter, it is enough for the nearby farmers to bring in food to pay taxes, which is more compact. Generally, the days of paying taxes are almost from morning to night, sleepless, some farmers line up in the morning, Only in the afternoon will it be your turn.

When Fan Jinchuan and his party arrived, the big drying room in front of the Song family was busy.Many ox carts, donkey carts were parked, and there were no cars in the house.

They got out of the car ahead of time and walked in because they were dressed in ordinary clothes, but they were unobtrusive.

"How much did you add this time?"

A farmer seemed to have paid taxes and walked out of it, and immediately gathered around to inquire.

The man made a gesture, and the men around him immediately slurped.

One of the old men said in a low voice: "It's already good. It is said that a new adult came from the county. The new adult loves the people. It is estimated that the Song family is afraid of trouble. This year has been much less than last year. It has been replaced by previous years, at least much. Out of this number."

A young man scolded: "We are so exhausted in our farming that we have fallen into a drop of sweat, and these guys are good. If we don't do anything, we need to scrape a layer."

"To say a few words, who made you not the head of the grain? If you are the head of grain, and you do nothing if you are the grandfather, just sit there and stare at others to pay the grain." Some people quipped.

Fan Jinchuan and other people heard it naturally. Fan Jinchuan was about to ask, and was pulled by Fang Fengsheng. The two moved forward and came to the crowd.

On the clearing, there was a long strip case with pen, ink, paper, inkstone, etc., and a chair was placed behind the table, and a middle-aged man wearing a satin shirt was sitting.

A few people stood nearby not far from the long case, and in front of them were tools for calculating grain, such as buckets and dendrobium, and two peasants in coarse brown cloths. food.

This Dendrobium resembles a wine glass, with a small mouth and a big bottom, with five buckets and one bucket, and ten buckets and one stone.Due to the large number of farmers paying taxes, it is impossible to weigh them all.

The grain was already filled, but the person next to him was still saying to continue until it piled into a sharp shape.I thought this was the end. Who knew that this person lifted the hem of his robe and took a few steps back. With the sound of'Hey', his big feet were already kicked on the Dendrobium.

With the impact of gravity, the grain that had been piled up sharply collapsed to the naked eye, and a lot of grain was shaken out of the wall and fell to the ground.There was no one to collect the food on the ground. The old farmer asked his son to open the food bag and continue to pour the food into the dendrum until it was piled up again.

"Go over there and draw!"

As for the Song family, they divided four people, carried the piled piles to the side to bag, and separated another person to clean the food that fell on the ground.The four people responsible for bagging, first smoothed the heaped grain with a copper ruler, and the scraped grain was handled by someone, packed with the grain cleaned from the ground, and set aside. Obviously, the extra grain was Song. Home income.

"What are they doing? This is obviously to allow farmers to pay more taxes, and they are full of money!" Fan Jinchuan shocked.

"This is called kicking the shower tip. It is reported that this kick kicking job can't be done by ordinary people. It takes many years to practice. The kick kick is to make the grain more tightly packed. As for the shower tip, the adults see it." Fang Fengsheng explained.

Fan Jinchuan looked furious, turned away the people in front of him, and wanted to go over there. Feng Sheng was caught and pulled out of the crowd.

"what are you doing?"

"This kind of beetle that exploits the people in public cannot be effective without treatment."

"Come on, you don't have to mess up," Feng Sheng pulled him, and whispered, "I have visually inspected the two farmers to pay three stone tax grains, and the extra grain is about three buckets. The bags are all worn out. This loss is impossible for the Song family to come out. There is also the manpower and material resources during the escort, as well as the benefit fees that are squeezed everywhere.

"In search of people's wealth in public, can it be said to be merciful?"

"Although I am not used to this kind of thing, but there is no way to avoid it. If you want people to work, don't you give them any benefit? Unless the difference in tax and food collection is all handled by the county government, even the county You can’t avoid this kind of thing if you do it all by yourself, can you stare at all places in person? Can you guarantee tax and food pledges by yourself? Can you turn yourself into a hundred people? No! So just Fen, open one eye and close one eye, when the water is clear, there is no fish."

"This is bad governance. Why would Fang Xiandi say so indifferently?"

"You also said that it was a bad governance, just like the way we came before, we all know why no one manages it, because it can't be managed!"

"I can't control everyone, at least I can control myself, as long as I can see it, I have to control it!" Then, Fan Jinchuan walked into the crowd again, and because of his silence, the crowd was already There was a commotion.

Apart from helplessly cursing nerds, Fang Fengsheng didn't know what to say, and then followed into the crowd.

...

Because of the appearance of Fan Jinchuan, the subsequent grain collection became very embarrassing.

Sitting on such a black-faced star, who would dare to kick the shower again, unless the feet don't want it anymore.Mr. Song scolded more than once, and had to laugh and coax his face.

This embarrassment continued into the afternoon, and there was a commotion in the crowd.