A certain person is the Heavenly Killer Li Gui.

Chapter 51 If nothing else happens...

In the early morning, the sun rises, and a ray of sunlight passes through the clouds and shines on the ground.

Pieces of golden fallen leaves cover the ground, as if they are gifts to the earth in autumn. The flowers and plants on the roadside also bloom their last fragrance in this season.

The mountains in the distance are looming, with undulating peaks, and clouds and mist lingering among them, like white fluff, gently fluttering.

A loess avenue extended from the distance, winding past the foot of the mountain, but was blocked by a wooden barrier.

Next to the checkpoint, in the guard box, several soldiers were lazily dozing at their desks.

Outside the guard box, an unlucky guy who was standing guard by lot was leaning crookedly against the outer wall of the guard box, holding a spear in both hands and yawning from time to time.

His eyes were blurred, his gaze was slow and dull, as if he had fallen into endless drowsiness and was not interested in everything around him.

Last night, there was a big celebration in the village for the recruitment, and there was no limit to the amount of food and wine. Everyone drank a lot, so much so that a few of them were still in a daze.

If they hadn't developed the habit through long-term training, they would definitely not be standing guard at the tax customs now, but would be lazy and sleeping in the cottage.

But it doesn't matter, these days of daily hard training will soon be gone forever.

In a few days, the county will send people to take over the village. By then, everyone will no longer be bandits, but officers and soldiers.

The training of the officers and soldiers is very lax, and it is far less strenuous than that of the cottage. You can sleep as long as you want, and no one will care about it.

The sun was rising higher and higher, and in the hazy moment, the soldiers standing guard seemed to hear the sound of vehicles, and occasionally the sound of horses neighing.

He woke up immediately and thought that the village master's brother had come down to inspect, so he stood up straight in a hurry. But when he looked carefully, he didn't see the village master's brothers, but he saw a group of carriages and horses approaching from a distance, and they were about to reach the pass. .

He hurriedly kicked the guard box door with his legs to wake up the people inside.

"Hey, wake up, merchants are coming, it's time to collect taxes!"

A few people got up in a daze, rubbed their faces a few times, got out of the guard box, lined up neatly, and stood on both sides of the checkpoint, preparing to count the value of the goods and collect [-]% of the tax in proportion.

After the team of carriages and horses came closer, everyone could clearly see that there was an old man sitting on the leader's carriage, wearing a green robe and a small hat and short boots. He seemed to be a steward. Several people around him were dressed in tight clothes and held knives in their hands. It's a guard.

Seeing someone blocking the road ahead, the three of them hurriedly stopped the carriage and did not dare to step forward.

The steward looked nervous, at a loss what to do, and kept complaining:
"It's a disaster!"

"This must be a copycat bandit blocking the road. What should I do?"

The guard leader was a wise man. After looking at him from a distance, he comforted him in a low voice:

"Don't panic, Mr. Capital. The surroundings are quiet as usual. There are no shouts of death. It's obviously not a bandit."

"Even if they are really bandits, although these people set up blocks to block the road, they are not many in number. They are no match for our sergeants and they can easily rush through."

The steward was reminded, and when he looked out again, he found that this was the case, and he felt relieved.

"Alas, I don't know where the soldiers came from. They dared to set up a card here. They almost scared me!"

"When I see them Shangguan later, I must scold them!"

The guard commander hurriedly reminded: "Old Du Guan, we are carrying a huge deal, so we don't dare to cause trouble. It is better to send this birthday plan to Kyoto as soon as possible!"

The old guard had just recovered from his shock and was in a state of incompetent rage. He could not listen to any advice and just shouted:
"Don't worry, I have my own sense of proportion." "If I am really a well-connected person, I will naturally not cause trouble randomly, but if I am just a local official, don't stop me from venting my grievances."

Thinking of this old man's behavior of bullying the weak and fearing the strong, the guard commander hesitated for a moment, then finally took a step back and stopped talking.

There is still a thousand miles to go to Kyoto. It is not worth getting into trouble with the old capital for an irrelevant petty official.

After making up their mind, several people urged the carriage to move forward, and soon arrived at the checkpoint.

The tax collector came forward and shouted:
"Don't worry about the merchants. We are not thieves. We are here just to collect taxes."

"After you pay the tax at my customs office, you will get a small tax-paid flag. With this flag, you can walk anywhere within the boundaries of Yishui County without worrying about being robbed by strongmen."

"If someone dares to rob, the merchant only needs to report the news to Yushan, and Yushan will naturally help the merchant get the goods back."

The old governor was even more relieved after hearing this.

I have never heard of thieves doing things like this. It must be a way for local officials to exploit passing business travelers. He immediately tried it with a smile on his face:
"I wonder which military states these military masters belong to. Which master is your Majesty?"

The taxman patted his chest proudly and said proudly: "My brother, ah, no, he is my general, but..."

Halfway through, he suddenly got stuck. He turned around and asked the brothers behind him: "What is the name of our brother's official position?"

A few people were stumped at once. They whispered to each other for a long time, but they didn't think about it. They just said: "It seems that he is called a captain..."

The tax collector turned around and continued: "...he is a captain of the imperial court, an eighth-rank official, only half a rank below the county magistrate."

"Oh..." After hearing this, the old governor understood that this was his brother and the general's, but in fact he was just a local bumpkin!

He is the steward of the Huainan East Road Governor's Mansion, and he has always been surrounded by officials to fawn over him.

How could a small eighth-grade military attaché in a certain place be noticed by him?

After finding out the details, his expression immediately changed. He raised the whip in his hand and beat the tax collectors hard, while at the same time he cursed:
"Blind your dog's eyes!"

"You dare to stop whose convoy?"

"Do you know what's in this fleet?"

"I'm not afraid to tell you, this is the birthday guide!"

"Do you know what the birth chart is?"

"This is a gift delivered to Kyoto to celebrate Grand Master Cai's birthday!"

"Not to mention the little official behind you, even the judges and soldiers in Yizhou dare not collect taxes from this convoy!"

"Why don't you quickly open the checkpoint and let the convoy pass?"

How have these tax collectors ever been humiliated like this?
Anyone who passes by from now on, who dares not to pay taxes honestly?
Although the background behind this convoy seems to be quite big, they have personally killed many gentry and powerful men in the county, so why do they care about others?

Although they usually can't see it, their rebelliousness has been polished by Li Gui a long time ago. If nothing happens, that's fine. But as soon as they are stimulated by bullying, they will suddenly have a violent attack, their eyes will be red, and they will mention it without hesitation. The spear was stabbed at the old thing.

(End of this chapter)