The iron-clad camp is a flowing official.

This camp does not refer to the camp, but is actually the officials in the camp. When Chongwenmen Chaoguan was transferred to the General Taxation Department, when the new tax office took office, several of the tax collectors were all like in the past, and naturally they were extremely complimentary.

"Oh, Master Thirteen, you are a royal family and are very expensive. In the future, all the chores in this level will be handled by the small ones. You will definitely collect enough money and will never let your old face lose."

Qin Wenju smiled and complimented.

Faced with his compliment, Qin Wenju smiled and said:

"In this way, there will be a hard work for Qin Sector. Oh, by the way, the General Taxation Department wants to let each department submit the books of last year. I wonder if the books are all ready?"

"The account book is naturally ready. Master Thirteenth, please check it out."

Qin Wenju still had a smile on his face.

"Please look at the Thirteenth Master. The quota for the Chongwenmen banknotes was 6.2 million guan and 54,800 taels of silver. This year, a total of 3.86 million guan, 43,800 taels of silver, and 3.12 million guan..."

Listening to Qin Wenju's report, Zhu Shisan knew that although the banknotes had a fixed quota, they still could not be fully charged. It was normal that even this account book had no effect, because it only needed to record how much tax was levied, as for the others... nothing could be found!

"Why can't the full tax be charged?"

"Return to the Thirteenth Master, you don't know that there are imperial shops and official shops in the capital and Zhangjiawan. It intercepts goods from the interceptors. Although it collects land tax, it still affects the tariffs..."

Before Qin Wenju could finish his words, Zhu Shisan threw away the account book in his hand and scolded him sternly.

"Okay, Qin Wenju, dare to deceive Zhu like this. Do you think you can hide it from the crowd? You only have two taels of official salary per month, but you have six houses and one hundred and three shops in the capital. There are more than 1,800 acres of fertile land outside the city. Humph, I think, you are greedy for those who cannot be collected!"

"Ah! Master Thirteen, you, you can't wrongly accuse everyone of good things!"

Qin Wenju immediately shouted excitedly.

"Small, the little man has been a good official from generation to generation, and he has never greedy for a penny..."

"I have never been greedy for you? Then tell me, how do you buy these things?"

"This is the ancestral property!"

"Fuck, don't say that your Qin family is just a tax collector who is not a good person. Even if you are a first-class person in the dynasty, you can't accumulate this family business with your salary. If your family is a good official for generations, then I will have no corrupt officials in the Ming Dynasty! Come and serve you with great punishment!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a member of the wolf and tiger pounced on him, lifted Qin Wenju to the ground with a wooden stick, then pressed him down, waved the wooden stick and started to thrust it.

"Bang..."

Accompanied by the sound of fleshy sticks fighting each other, Qin Wenju's voice made a very miserable scream.

"Thirteenth Master, little, the villain is wronged..."

"beat!"

Holding up the teacup, Zhu Shisan said coldly. Ma Pengxi, Li Yue and others next to him were all frightened by the scene in front of him and dared not speak out. They were also tax collectors. They were just thinking about the benefits of the "Thirteenth Master" according to the rules, and they thought that this scene would actually be staged. This completely subverted their perception. We shouldn't we be carrying the sedan chair and everyone loves the money? Why is this master not only dislikes money, but wants their lives?

No one knows which play he sang, but everyone knows it. The man in front of him is different from others.

The extremely miserable screams echoed in the chaoguan hall. The screams were extremely miserable at first, but slowly the sound became smaller and smaller. Looking at Qin Wenju, who had been beaten into rotten flesh, the tax collectors in the hall were all frightened and pale in their faces.

Seeing that everyone was looking at him and knew that he could no longer hide, Li Yue bowed and pleaded for mercy.

"Tenth, Thirteenth Master, this Qin, Qin officials, are already almost gone, and I'm almost out of here. I'll ask Thirteenth Master to be kind!"

"Your name is Li Yue! You are the money you entered by your grandfather's generation. It's only less than fifty years in total. Tell me, how many things do you have in your family now?"

Lengbingbing said the words from Zhu Shisan and stared at him and asked.

"You said, this board... can you avoid it?"

Before Zhu Shisan finished speaking, Li Yue's legs became weak and he knelt on the ground and kowtowed.

"Thirteenth Master, please spare me, Thirteenth Master, please spare me, little, the villain is so confused by the lard. I will never dare to do it again..."

At this moment, Li Yue even wanted to die, and he couldn't even save himself, so why did he still talk to other people?

"Hmph, what about you guys?"

Looking at the people in the hall, Zhu Shisan's eyes flashed over them, and Ma Pengxi and the others knelt on the ground and kowtowed to mercy. However, there were several people who were clean at the tax collectors.

Seeing that everyone was kneeling down and begging for mercy, Zhu Shisan just sneered and didn't say anything. He sat there with a teacup.

Bang, bang...

Although the sound of the board kept ringing, the screams had long disappeared, and there was no sound of air intake.

No one counted how many boards he had hit, and even Zhu Shisan didn't even say how much he wanted to hit.

Is it one hundred or two hundred?

Finally, when the escort clasped his fists and said.

"Return to the Taxation Department, Qin tax collector couldn't stand the punishment! He was dead!"

When they died, the faces of the people kneeling on the ground suddenly changed. Just then, Zhu Shisan said.

"When you die, you will notify your family to collect the body. You are a corrupt official who wrote to the court and asked for an order to search the house. You must not be lenient to such a corrupt official!"

When they heard this, they kowtowed again and begged for mercy.

“Hmph,”

Faced with their begging for mercy, Zhu Shisan just sneered.

"Your eyelids are all fast, so I can spare you, it's not impossible..."

Leng Jie stared at the tax collectors kneeling in the hall in front of her, and Zhu Shisan sneered.

"However, I can spare it once, but I can't forgive it twice. Besides, this crime can't be escaped. If you want Zhu to let you go, it's not impossible. If you catch your colleagues accept bribes in the future, you can also pay the crime, so Zhu will naturally not blame him! I hope you can do it in the future!"
Chapter completed!