Reborn Regent of Ming Dynasty

Chapter 180 Seventh Avenue

There must have been no urban management during the Chongzhen period of the Ming Dynasty, but the combat effectiveness of these people who looked like government servants in front of them was only stronger than the urban management of later generations.

Everyone is holding an iron chain in their hands, waving it non-stop, as well as a single knife, iron ruler, anyway, the usual equipment used by people in the Gongmen, everyone has such a handle in their hands.

Those who were chased were mostly men in short jackets, brown clothes and single trousers, with straw sandals or cloth shoes on their feet, their clothes were open, and their bodies seemed to have been burned, with large and small blisters on their faces, and there were many on their faces.

At this moment, they all looked panic-stricken, trying their best to dodge and escape in the crowd. [

But the crowd in this market town is very dense, where can these people go?After a while, they were blocked by the yamen servants separately. Dozens of yamen servants greeted the group of men desperately, beat many of them with blood all over their faces, and then fell to the ground, and then stepped on a foot Stepping on it, all the yamen servants looked relieved.

"This bitch is too much!"

Zhang Shouren stopped his chopsticks, feeling very displeased.

In fact, there is nothing to say about the law enforcement these days. Beating people is commonplace. When a leader of the fast squad comes to the countryside, he beats gongs and drums along the way, and the common people have to kneel down to pick them up. I also want to thank you, otherwise, if I annoyed the squad leader's grandfather and directly arrested him in the prison in the county, it would be really dark.

In the current prison cell, there is no water supply, no food, just a toilet bucket thrown in it, plague, various diseases, coupled with lack of water and food, people fighting and fighting with each other, prison guards abuse and humiliate, and those who are locked in the cell, 100 There are many people who go in with a lot of catties, come out as skinny, and even die in prison.

But beating people in the street like this, can't help but say that beating people like this is indeed too much.

"My lord, don't stand out when things happen!"

Of course, the guys in the restaurant crowded over to watch the excitement, the big guy who had just greeted Zhang Shouren listened to his words, and immediately issued a warning.

There is also a puzzled look in his eyes.

Merchants travel thousands of miles. Tigers and wolves are everywhere in this great world. Yamen servants are just the minions of officials. In addition to officials, there are eunuchs and their wings, as well as generals. The princes and subordinates of the princes everywhere are tearing human flesh. When a businessman seeks money, he is most afraid of causing trouble. Why does this wandering businessman look like a young man who has just left his house?

Hearing this warning, Zhang Shouren's heart moved, and he asked, "Then tell me, what's going on?"

"Hey, it's the Iron Levy class. To put it bluntly, it's money grabbing."

Ask people to mind their own business, don't talk too much, this guy is not shy at all, and immediately tells the whole story.

It turns out that this Fangxia town is where Laiwu sent out the iron tax collection. Anyone who develops iron mines in the surrounding mines will be required to collect the iron tax. Of course, they don't follow the rules and collect them at will.

Now that the price of iron is soaring, the appetites of the officials and gentry behind these yamen servants are getting higher and higher. Judging from this posture, they can't wait to take all the pig iron that others have worked so hard to get into their hands, so that they can enjoy themselves.

The current tax rate, not to mention one for thirty, even more than fifteen, is directly seven to one, five to one.

That is to say, these people have to take up to one-fifth of the quota for nothing.