Zhao Chen knew that his main task was to help these merchants and collect tolls from the convoy and caravans.

People rely on this money to pay back their money.

If you don’t hand over me, I won’t be over?

Of course, these things had nothing to do with Zhao Chen.

But now, Zhao Chen wants to make things difficult for the noble officials in Chang'an City.

"Beat someone? I'll go and see which adults from the family have such a big temper." Zhao Chen got up very interested and walked towards the city gate opposite.

...

"You dare to stop me again and be careful of your dog's life."

"A little businessman dared to stop the car driver of Dali Temple and wanted to ask for the so-called toll, which was simply a death."

"I only hurt you today. Next time, I will directly put you all in prison in Dali Temple. Get out of here!"

At the gate of the city, a man in gorgeous clothes pointed at a few people dressed in merchants and scolded him.

On the ground, there was a man curled up beside him, his body and face full of shoe prints.

"Sir, the renovation of the Suzaku Avenue was discussed by our boss and His Majesty at the beginning."

"We helped repair the Suzaku Avenue. We will also do the maintenance in the future. We just charge some tolls every day, which is the right thing to do."

"Sir, please be polite and considerate of us."

A merchant and the man in gorgeous clothes begged.

Some people even knelt on the ground and begged them to pay the toll.

But even so, he did not get the forgiveness of that person.

"I'll say it again, block our master's way, you are seeking death."

"People come and knock them away. If they refuse to leave, they will all be arrested at Dali Temple."

The man in gorgeous clothes waved.

Someone rushed over, holding a stick, and smashed it at about a dozen merchants.

No one around dares to say a word.

This is the car driver of Shaoqing of Dali Temple.

Shaoqing of Dali Temple, from the fourth rank position.

In Dali Temple, only under the Dali Temple Minister.

Who dares to offend ordinary people?

If you say one more thing, you may be caught in Dali Temple for interrogation.

If there is no identity, who can come out cleanly when you go in?

"Stop, don't beat people to death. Lighten your eyes a little later. Don't die at that time and don't know how to die!" A cold voice came from the carriage.

The thugs then put away the sticks in their hands, and some of them seemed to be unsatisfied and kicked the merchants on the ground hard.

The ground was filled with wailing merchants, and no one had blood on his face.

As the convoy moved forward, the people in the carriage did not even take a look at the outside.

"Oh, Dali Temple is in charge of the laws of the Tang Dynasty, but it does not have any shadow of the laws."

"The merchants spent a lot of money to repair the Suzaku Avenue for Chang'an City, but they didn't take back a single one."

"Oh, just save your life. Even the people in Dali Temple are like this, let alone others!"

"In this world, don't be a merchant no matter what you do. Don't be a merchant anywhere, don't be a merchant in Chang'an."

"When His Majesty the Emperor formulated the Tang Dynasty law, even though the merchants had a low status, they also said that they should ensure the interests of merchants. Why do they do this now!"

Only when the Shaoqing's team of Dali Temple left did the people dare to whisper.

When Zhao Chen came over, he saw a group of merchants and motorcades with bruises and swollen faces, without even seeing any hair.

"Mr. County Lord, if we hadn't really had no money, no one would have bet on our lives here."

"It's not the first time today. Some of us were even beaten to death here before!"

"Mr. County Lord, you are the person your Majesty values, please help us."

"As long as we can recover our capital, we will leave immediately!"

The merchants in charge begged Zhao Chen, with despair even in their eyes.

The others didn't say anything, but just looked at them quietly without seeing any color.

Zhao Chen didn't care at all whether these merchants could receive the money.

But Zhao Chen is still willing to use this method to get rid of those guys.

"Go and close the city gate at the edge. All carriages and caravans are allowed to pass by here."

"I want to see, that one who is desperate, dare not pay the toll." Zhao Chen and Fang Yi said directly, then stood here, looking at the convoy coming in front of him with calm eyes.

The sudden closure of a city gate naturally caused a commotion among the people.

But soon, calm returned to normal.

"Mr. County Gong, a convoy is coming, it seems to be the carriage of the Cui clan of Qinghe." The head merchant and Zhao Chen reminded.

The merchants all showed concern on their faces.

Qinghe Cui family is a family of aristocratic families.

Even if it is not as good as before, it only takes a look to make them die.

Zhao Chen opened his eyes and thought to himself that today is really a good day to take revenge and revenge.

The people in the court of Cui in Qinghe made many embarrassing themselves yesterday!

Meet so soon!

"Stop them, one person will be ten cents, and the same price for the same people." Zhao Chen waved his hand and said to the merchant.

"Ah?" The merchants suspected that they had heard it wrong.

They were still thinking just now that if it didn't work, they would let Qinghe Cui's carriage and horse go over.

But unexpectedly, Zhao Chen said that he would pay ten cents tolls per person.

And horses are priced the same!

They dare to charge at most two cents on weekdays, and even so, no one has ever given it.

Ten texts!

I'm afraid that it's not the Cui family of Qinghe, I just took the initiative!

"Why, I need to repeat it?" Zhao Chen frowned.

"Do whatever you want to do, and do whatever you want. With us Zhao Da here, everyone will have to lie down when they come." Cheng Chumo angrily scolded and kicked the merchant in the head on the butt.

The head merchant shouted, then reluctantly walked to the front, stretched out his hand, and said nervously: "May... please wait first... first, I... we have... our Majesty's order, here...

Collect...tolls!"

The merchants who were in charge were trembling all the time.

The people behind him frowned!

"Zhao Da, if you are like them, you deserve to be looked down upon by others!" Cheng Chumo said frankly and complained to Zhao Chen.

Zhao Chen did not answer, and looked at the convoy in front of him with a blank expression.

In the carriage in the middle of the convoy was the head of the Cui family of Qinghe. Since Cui Yan's death, the influence of the aristocratic family has become increasingly smaller.

Even the people who originally defected to them seemed to have no news overnight.

Although Cui Yan's assassination was not involved.

But even so, Zhao Chen may not let them go!

Today, the head of the Cui family in Qinghe thought of going out of the city to relax and then considering future actions.

Who would have thought that the city was stopped before it even left.

The one who stopped him was a middle-aged man dressed in a businessman.

No matter how bad the Cui family in Qinghe is, it is not something that a mere merchant can offend.
Chapter completed!