After I fell off my horse, I was married for nine thousand years

Nanyanghou's power is mainly in the former dynasty, and the palace is completely controlled by Jiang Lian. He wants to kill someone quietly in the harem, or under the feast of the noble concubine, Nanyanghou can't do this a little.

Even if there is Concubine Zhou, Concubine Zhou is a palace concubine and has very little contact with guards and the like. If she did something, the only ones who pressed Yan Huaiyin into the pool that day could only be eunuchs or palace maids.

The only guards who could enter the palace were the imperial guards who were not under Jiang Lian's control.

Apart from Meng Yi, only Meng Jingxuan was able to command the Forbidden Army.

Meng Yi himself, Yan Huaiyin dealt with him in the past years - reckless temperament, stubborn, strong desire to control, but also conservative.

Such a conservative person would not risk killing a pawn from the northwest with Nanyanghou.

If it was Zhao Huan who went to the imperial concubine's banquet that day, Meng Yi might give it a try.

Meng Jingxuan once sent someone to kill him, and then delivered such a clue to him in Anhe Restaurant, Yan Huaiyin didn't use it, and felt sorry for the good intentions of Young Master Meng.

Seeing that Lian Qing's eyes were wide open, Yan Huaiyin smoothed the crumpled paper on the table, and said with a smile, "Anyway, Meng Jingxuan doesn't like Jiang Lian, so I'll help him spread the word about this lie."

Lian Qing couldn't understand what he said for a moment: "Master, it is because of Meng Jingxuan's deep-rooted love for Jiang Lian that Meng Yi was tied up in the mansion."

"My subordinates heard," said this, even Qing felt his teeth were sore, "When Meng Jingxuan first met Jiang Lian, every time she saw him, she would bring him a bouquet of flowers."

This is chasing the eunuch like a girl, Lian Qing can't understand.

Yan Huaiyin just said: "It's not like I like it. Apart from a face, Jiang Lian has too many things that people can covet."

Presumably Jiang Lian also knew it well, so he ignored the situation in the Meng Mansion.

Yan Huaiyin didn't know why Meng Jingxuan insisted on saying that he liked Jiang Lian, but since he said it, if he had colluded with the Nanyang Marquis Mansion, he might not be able to become a key for Yan Huaiyin to pry Nanyang Marquis Mansion.

He said with a smile: "You go to the Meng Mansion to guard and give Meng Jingxuan two days. After he comes out, you can see who he goes to first, and you will know."

Two days later, Meng Jingxuan escaped from the Meng residence.

His escape this time was extremely secretive, if Lian Qing hadn't been squatting outside the Meng Mansion, he wouldn't have been able to leave Young Master Meng.

Knowing Meng Jingxuan's whereabouts, Lian Qing immediately told Yan Huaiyin about his movements.

After hearing this, Yan Huaiyin got up and said, "Let's go, let's go see a play."

Feiyan Street was quiet on weekdays, but it was often lively these two days. From time to time, some people looked over from the street, stretching their heads to see the Nanyang Marquis Mansion surrounded by the Red Army.

In a restaurant along the street outside Feiyan Street, Yan Huaiyin found an empty seat and sat down.

Not long after he sat down, the door of Nanyang Marquis Mansion was opened, and two people, one tall and one short, came out from inside.

The two walked out of Feiyan Street, the taller man glanced away and saw Yan Huaiyin sitting in a corner restaurant.

He is too conspicuous, even if he is sitting quietly in the busy city, people will see him at first sight, like a sword hidden in a scabbard.

The tall man bowed his head and said something to the short man, and the two walked towards this side together, and when they got closer, the tall man shouted: "Hello, sir."

Yan Huaiyin raised his eyelids when he heard this, and saw Qi Zan and Liu Qingyun standing in front of him.

He got up, and the corner of his lips curled up: "Hello, Your Highness, and Hello Liu Xiang."

After the three met each other, Qi Zan and Liu Qingyun had nothing serious to do today, so they just sat directly opposite Yan Huaiyin.

People in Chaohua City rarely saw the prince's holy face, but they were very familiar with Liu Qingyun, the old prime minister. The owner of the restaurant saw Liu Qingyun seated, and quickly brought over two jars of good wine.

Everyone in the common people liked Liu Qingyun, and so did the owner of the restaurant. He couldn't speak, so he gave Yan Huaiyin a table with some homemade dried plums.

Yan Huaiyin smiled and said, "This is Liu Xiang's blessing."

Liu Qingyun said cheerfully, "Where is it?"

He took out a handkerchief from his pocket, squeezed a few dried green plums and wrapped them up, and began to say: "I don't want these dried green plums at all, but my son really likes to eat them. I'll wrap some for him. Later When you leave, put more coins on the table..."

In the middle of his chanting, he suddenly raised his head, looked at Yan Huaiyin kindly and said, "Master Yan, do you want to sit at the Prime Minister's residence?"

Yan Huaiyin rolled up his sleeves and poured him a glass of wine, said with a smile, "I won't bother Liu Xiang anymore."

Sitting beside him, Qi Zan watched Yan Huaiyin talking to Liu Qingyun with a smile, feeling more and more uncomfortable in his heart.

He thought of what Nanyang Hou had just said to him.

He took over the case of Anshun Avenue, and finally he was able to enter Nanyang Hou's mansion to meet Nanyang Hou. Nanyang Hou pulled his sleeve and said, "Your Highness, Anshun Avenue was burned by Yan Huaiyin. He burned Anshun Avenue, which made His Majesty suspicious. Minister, the Nanyang Marquis Mansion has come to this point!"

"Your Highness, your brothers are all watching. If Marquis of Nanyang is gone, who will fight for that position for you?" Marquis of Nanyang burst into tears, "Yan Huaiyin should be punished for instigating you and Marquis of Nanyang's residence, Your Highness!"

Qi Zan went to see Yan Huaiyin, who was chatting and joking with Liu Qingyun, with a gentle and gentle demeanor.

He seemed to really have that kind of ability. In the past, Qi Zan was very happy to chat with him, but now when he saw Liu Qingyun, he couldn't keep his mouth shut.

Yan Huaiyin noticed Qi Zan's abnormality, but he ignored it.

It was purely by accident that he came to meet the two of them today, and he didn't have the intention to coax the children here.

While circling with Liu Qingyun, Yan Huaiyin paid attention to the entrance of Feiyan Street.

At this moment, there was a commotion nearby.

The three people at the restaurant along the street looked up, and saw not far away a Jin Yiwei dragged a man from a rouge shop to the street. The man fell unsteadily on the street, and Jin Yiwei held him down immediately on the ground.

The man was dressed in coarse cloth, and was pushed face down on the ground, especially the tall and strong Jin Yiwei who was holding him down, making him look extremely pitiful.

The owner of the rouge shop hurriedly followed, standing in the distance with a perplexed expression on his face.

Jin Yiwei was here, and the people on the street did not dare to come forward to watch, but they really wanted to watch the excitement, so they formed a sparse circle at a distance. clear their actions.

Jin Yiwei is Jiang Lian's subordinate, Qi Zan saw all this and couldn't help but snorted coldly: "Following Jiang Lian, the eunuch, Jin Yiwei will also do some things to bully the people."

Hearing what he said, Liu Qingyun sighed slightly: "Your Highness, speak carefully."

Jiang Lian's eyeliner was everywhere in Chaohua City, and when Qi Zan's words reached Jiang Lian's ears, the King of Hades was upset, and he didn't know what he would do.

Qi Zan was persuaded by Liu Qingyun, so he obediently shut his mouth, but his eyes were wide open, and he sat there angrily, like a big angry dog.

Yan Huaiyin sighed inwardly.

Qi Zan was angry, and saw that there was an extra glass of wine in front of him. The wrist that delivered the wine was white and thin, and the owner of the wrist said to him behind him: "Boss, please come here."

The owner of the restaurant hastily turned his head away from watching the show, and trotted over: "Young master, if you have anything to say, just tell me."

He didn't know Yan Huaiyin and Qi Zan, but Liu Qingyun was a high-ranking official who could drink with him, and the owner of the restaurant thought he was also a high-ranking official.

Yan Huaiyin asked with a smile: "Boss, do you know the person Jin Yiwei is holding down?"

Hearing Yan Huaiyin's question, Liu Qingyun looked up at the boss, and Qi Zan followed suit.

The owner of the restaurant was stunned for a moment, then bent over after glancing at Liu Qingyun, and said in a low voice, "I know, this is here to collect taxes."

"Tax collection?" Qi Zan asked in surprise, "Today is not the day to collect taxes, and he is not the one who collects taxes."

Daqi collects taxes twice a year, and each time the tax is collected, someone sent by the household department must wear a gold medal and wear an official uniform. The common people will only hand over the money to him when they see a person dressed like this.

Especially since Chaohua City is the capital of the empire, the taxation is even more stringent, and there must be no sloppiness at all.

Qi Zan was so surprised that he suddenly raised his voice. Before he finished speaking, his hand on the table was knocked.

Yan Huaiyin tapped his hand with chopsticks: "Be quiet."

Qi Zan let out a oh, and then stopped talking, and then the restaurant owner dared to continue: "This is not for him, but for..."

The boss pointed to Feiyan Street behind him.

There is only one family on Feiyan Street—Nanyang Houfu.

Yan Huaiyin also imitated the restaurant owner and asked in a low voice: "Boss, how is this tax collected?"

The boss sighed when he heard this: "My lord, I don't know, in the west of the city where Feiyan Street is located, in addition to paying taxes to the imperial court twice a year, they also have to pay taxes to the government every ten days."

The owner of the restaurant did not dare to say clearly that the mansion refers to the Nanyang Marquis Mansion.

"There's more than one kind of tax." The boss threw the towel over his shoulder and began to count with his fingers. "For restaurants like ours, except for the ten-day revenue, you have to pay tax, and you have to pay land occupation tax when you open the stall. If you set up a shed in the hot weather at noon, you have to pay the sunshade tax, even if you shout to greet guests, you have to pay the shout tax..."

The quietness outside Feiyan Street is because the closer you are to the Nanyang Hou Mansion, the heavier the tax is. Even though Feiyan Street is a good location, no businessman dares to come here to set up a stall.

Qi Zan was dumbfounded.It was the first time he heard that there would be a sunshade tax, and those who shouted about the tax, will they be charged an inhalation tax and an exhalation tax in the future?

After a long time, he stammered: "No one... No one to sue the government?"

"Young master," the boss's eyebrows fell, "Then the masters sitting in the government office, Qingtian, which one is not surnamed Chen?"

He said: "Even if you sue the government, the government hires some local hooligans to collect taxes, and there is neither a signature nor a bond. How can we find the government?"

In the case of employing labor in Daqi, the employer and the employed party need to sign a document, and the two parties will draw a deposit, so that in the future, if the employer and the laborer have a dispute and go to the government office, it will be much easier to deal with it with the regulations stipulated in the document.

The Nanyang Hou Mansion hired some ruffians to collect all kinds of strange taxes for them by virtue of its own power, but they did not establish written evidence with them.

Besides, the people are the best to squeeze, now only the west of the city is under the control of Nanyang Marquis Mansion, the west of the city can't stay, so go to the south of the city and the east of the city, can't you hide?

But these families who lived in the west of the city all the year round paid taxes to the Nanyang Marquis Mansion.

I don't know when the tax was collected. When the tax was first collected, the people who were taxed paid the tax for a year and a half before they knew that the tax was paid to the Nanyang Marquis.

The Nanyang Marquis Mansion suffered disaster these few days, and it was too late to collect this tax, so the front of Feiyan Street became more lively.

The man who was pinned down by Jin Yiwei must have wanted to take advantage of the Nanyang Marquis's influence to collect more taxes today to fill his pockets.

But he didn't expect to meet Jiang Lian's Jin Yiwei.

Amidst the sighs and complaints of the restaurant owner, Yan Huaiyin went to Qi Zan and asked, "Do you still feel sorry for him?"

The author says:

感谢在2022-05-0922:13:55-2022-05-1022:11:56期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦——

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: Aston sent 2;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!