"Is that so? After the taxes were levied, the clerk and I would record the names of the households, but I don't have any records here." Supervisor Qu looked at the clerk: "Is there a record?"
The clerk glanced at the ledger in his hand: "The Song family has not yet paid their taxes."
Chu Zhuo laughed and said, "Commander Song, you are a member of the Song family, yet you abuse your power to protect the Song family while trying to wipe out other families. Isn't that a bit outrageous?"
"Moreover, the regulations from above stipulate that when it comes to collecting taxes from one's own home, one must avoid suspicion and let someone else collect the taxes; otherwise, one will be severely punished."
"Commander Song, Supervisor Qu is right here. Do you intend to openly defy your superiors?"
Song Laosan's face twitched, his breathing became rapid, and his fists clenched and unclenched. He didn't want to lose his career because of this.
I just hope the Song family isn't so stupid as to make no preparations. If they have hidden money and grain, it's not certain that they will all be found.
"I misremembered, please go ahead."
He watched as people entered his yard, and soon, bags of grain were carried out, directly from the house, without any effort to find them. A drawer full of silver was also taken out, and the entire drawer was removed.
When the Song family saw this, it was as if the sky had fallen, and they cried their hearts out.
They tried to stop them, but were blocked by the soldiers' swords.
"Third brother, this is our own home! You need to think of something quickly!" Old Mrs. Song said anxiously.
Song Laosan cursed the fool in his heart, his face filled with anger: "According to the regulations, this captain cannot conscript his own people. Mother, be careful with your words."
"Ah!" Old Mrs. Song's eyelids rolled back, she stared straight at the sky, and then fainted.
"We agreed on a 70% tax rate, so we can't take more than that," Song Laosan said coldly.
"nature."
Supervisor Qu had 70% of the silver counted out. There were 90 taels in the drawer. After taking 63 taels, 27 taels remained.
Of the grain, 30% was left behind, and the rest was moved out.
The Song family felt as if a large piece of their hearts had been ripped out; the pain was so intense that they could barely breathe.
They couldn't cry anymore; they just sat there blankly on the ground.
Originally, we thought that with Song Laosan coming to collect taxes, we wouldn't have to worry about anything at home. Who would have thought that something like this would happen?
With things settled at the Song family's place, Song Laosan hurriedly led his men to Sunjiatun, determined to recoup all the losses suffered there.
At the intersection, two figures hurriedly ran into the village.
Mu Xinghe ran ahead, pulling Mu Xingyue along with him.
The brother and sister were both panting and covered in sweat, but they dared not stop for a moment.
They only had one maternal uncle, and several aunts had married into other villages. Fearing that their maternal grandparents' family would be mistreated, they rushed over there early in the morning.
There wasn't much at home, just a few pounds of grain, and the two taels of silver the county government had given them, so they weren't afraid of being confiscated.
But when they were in Gouzi Village, they heard that something had happened to the Qiao family and that the whole family might be beheaded, so the two of them immediately ran back.
Mu Xinghe couldn't tell if the water on his face was sweat or tears, or if his legs were running or floating.
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