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"And why did we come all the way to Hengshan? Isn't it even collecting taxes from people in Jianghu!"

Yue Si said: "Those martial arts people are always big fish and big meat, and they don't feel bad for their gold and silver like flowing water. It's just that they have martial arts skills. Don't the tax collectors dare to collect taxes from them, especially the eminent monks of the Shaolin Temple. Great virtues, the incense money of the pilgrims is enough to make them eat fat, and they also control a lot of fields. Not only do they not have to pay taxes, the surrounding farmers have become their tenants, and they can even shave their hair and change their monk names when they leave home. To get rid of all the previous charges... What we need to do is to tear a hole in the martial arts through Liu Zhengfeng."

"When I've said this, how much you can understand is up to you."

After speaking, Yue Si hummed the song "Little Cangwa, I'm leaving ~ Dengfeng Xiaoxian" in dialect and left. There were a lot of people who came to Hengshan City together. He had to arrange the work, such as choosing who to go. Liu Zhengfeng's family pretends to be a writer, who pretends to be a yamen to follow that adult, who maintains the name of the taxation office, and the work of investigating intelligence in this Hengshan city in the early stage is also a top priority.

After all, we can't let those martial arts people know that a large number of taxation office staff have entered Hengshan City. With the illustrious name of the taxation office under his guidance, they must be frightened. Fewer people can reduce their vigilance. Heart.

After all, there is a misunderstanding in this world that they have fewer people than us, and we can definitely do it.

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This day is an important day for the Wuyue Sword Sect. Liu Zhengfeng and Liu Sanye of the Hengshan Sect have already hired someone to count the day. Today is the best time for him to wash his hands. After this day, his life will be turned into auspiciousness. Died into auspicious, can be described as smooth sailing.

As a famous legend of the Five Mountains Sword Sect, Liu Zhengfeng's invitation invited many friends of the Five Mountains Sword Sect, as well as other martial arts fellows who had friendship with him in the arena, and there were even no invitations, even the inexperienced warriors who admired Liu Sanye's name.

Because he is a famous gentleman around Hengshan City, and for the big event of washing his hands in a golden basin, a large amount of money flowed out of Liu's house to buy and purchase. Two hundred tables were set up inside and outside to greet guests, and takeaways were brought into Hengshan. Heroes from all walks of life in the city are very generous, and business in Hengshan City has improved by more than 10%, and almost everyone has a little joy.

It's just that the other heads of the Five Sacred Sword Sect and other people who claim to be famous and upright are all displeased, because the people who come to be guests are mixed, there are three religions and nine styles, and a good banquet has become a miasma, and fell into the Five Sacred Mountains. The authentic image of the famous sword sect.

Yue Buqun seemed to be at ease. There were no-name people who were attracted by his "Gentleman's Sword" name and came to meet and chat. He also smiled and responded to each other.

It was just that his daughter Yue Lingshan was restless, turning her head to look in the direction of the door from time to time, as if she was expecting someone to appear, but she couldn't see the expected figure when she looked back again and again, which made her feel a little lost. Some more hope.

Ning Zhong saw Yue Lingshan's performance in his eyes and comforted in a low voice, "Don't worry, what should come will always come."

Hearing her mother's whisper, Yue Lingshan suddenly blushed and looked down at her hands.

When the time came to noon, the main master Liu Zhengfeng, who had arranged various affairs, finally came forward. Unlike the rest of the Jianghu people, he wore a silk robe, was short and chubby, and looked more like a country rich man than a martial arts person.

After saying hello to Jianghu colleagues, they arranged their seats. It was originally arranged according to Jianghu's reputation and martial arts cultivation, but Tianmen Taoist, the head of the Taishan faction, said that today was a major event for Liu Zhengfeng, and he should be in the first place.

When everyone was giving in, suddenly they heard two bangs outside the door, followed by the sound of drums and music, and the sound of gongs and shouts, which was obviously the government's style.

The originally noisy and lively martial arts group suddenly quieted down, and they didn't understand the origin of this official. Only Liu Zhengfeng showed a look of surprise on his face, hurriedly ran out the door, and welcomed a group of people in.

The leader was an official in a public uniform, followed by a handsome man in a strange suit, followed by a dozen people dressed as yamen.

The official had a big belly and sluggish steps. He was obviously no more than a person who had no power to tie a chicken with one hand, and the handsome son and a group of yamen were all martial arts experts, but the handsome son's clothes did not look like a monk, Confucianism, Taoism, and beggars. eccentric.

Someone who knew the goods thought of something, and shouted: "Tax collection office." Then he immediately shrank his neck and hid in the crowd, so as not to make himself stand out.

With a bang, almost all the martial arts people stood up. The taxation office's name far surpassed that of Jinyiwei and Dongchang. When they appeared here, they undoubtedly sprinkled a handful of salt into the oil pan.

But the handsome young man just took a look, and the martial arts people he saw sat down one after another~www.readwn.com~ did not dare to look up and make eye contact with him. People, but the skin of the tax collector on his body is really fierce, those martial arts people who are not third-rate and just come to join in the fun, how dare they touch this bad head.

People from all walks of life in martial arts began to speculate. It seems that Liu Zhengfeng and this group of people must deal with the government, and it is inevitable that the officials will come to his golden pot to wash their hands, but they don't know what kind of wind blows the people from the taxation office. This wave is called It's a blessing, not a disaster, it's a disaster that can't be avoided.

"Mother, it turned out to be him!" Yue Lingshan pulled Ning Zhongze's sleeve and whispered, "Why is he, why..."

That handsome young man was Lin Pingzhi, and when he changed into the uniform of the tax collector, it was like a different person. His every move revealed a kind of majesty, and he was no longer as gentle and refined as before.

And Yue Buqun suddenly realized, yes, Lin Zhennan donated an official to the taxation office, and it is unreasonable not to arrange affairs for his only son. The sword technique of warding off evil spirits from the ancestors of the Lin family.

After being led to the inner courtyard by Liu Zhengfeng, Lin Pingzhi sat down carelessly on the throne that had been humbled by each other for a long time, and then winked at Lord Zhang.

Master Zhang immediately understood, and he greeted a yamen with a tray over, picked up a scroll from it, stood in the opposite direction, opened it, and read: "The imperial decree is here, Liu Zhengfeng will take the decree."

When the martial arts warriors heard it, they were all taken aback: "Liu Zhengfeng's washing of hands in the golden basin is a matter of the rivers and lakes, what does it have to do with the imperial court? Compared to the world, this is another trivial matter, why did the emperor know about it and pay it back? An imperial decree? Is it like the countless martial arts comrades who fell at the taxation station, the industry of the Hengshan faction was targeted by the hungry wolves of the taxation station, and used the imperial edict to seize Liu Zhengfeng's family property."