The Poisonous Wife: Cute Baby Comes to Rebirth with Me

"You little brat, you dare to slander Mr. Liu like this, you are looking for death!" A burly and menacing man burst in from the door. Like a moving hill, he separated the crowd and walked straight to Ergou. His eyes were spitting fire, as if he wanted to eat the two dogs alive.

Ergou was not afraid, and a sarcastic smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "What I said is just the truth, how can it be slander? Is it possible that this world only allows so-called big shots like you to make mistakes, but does not allow small people to make mistakes?" Tell the truth? If so, then this so-called respectability is just a joke. "

When everyone heard that Er Gou was so disrespectful, everyone looked at him angrily, especially the strong man, who was even more irritated by Er Gou's words. He roared angrily, "If I don't show you some color, you really think you are someone!"

As he spoke, he raised his huge fist and hit Ergou hard. Ergou stood still, motionless, as if he didn't even notice the strong man's fist.

Just when everyone thought Ergou was about to be knocked down by the strong man, something unexpected happened. The strong man's fist suddenly stopped an inch away from the two dogs, and then he fell backwards as if he had been hit by a heavy hammer.

Everyone exclaimed and stepped forward to help the strong man up. The strong man looked at Ergou blankly, his eyes full of fear and confusion. Ergou sneered, as if to say: "With this little ability, you dare to teach me a lesson?"

When Mr. Liu saw this, he couldn't help but frowned. He put down the folding fan in his hand, picked up the tea cup and took a sip, and then slowly said, "Er Gou, you keep saying that I am lying and talking nonsense. So, may I ask, what is your basis? If you can tell which of my words is false, If so, I should apologize to you."

Ergou sneered, "Since Mr. Liu said that, I won't be polite. Just now, Mr. Liu said that the current emperor values ​​commerce and neglects agriculture. But as far as I know, the current emperor has greatly reduced farming taxes, but instead increased taxes on business." 20%. Isn’t this a measure to encourage farming? Why does Mr. Liu say it favors business over agriculture?”

Mr. Liu was startled when he heard this. He did not expect that the two dogs would be so tit-for-tat. He pondered for a moment and then said: "My dear friend, you don't know something. The imperial court's tax policy is not static. Although the emperor has reduced farming taxes, it is because the Lingnan region has suffered from natural disasters in recent years and people's lives have been difficult. And business taxes have increased. It’s to balance the country’s finances, not for businessmen.”

Ergou didn't take it seriously, "Mr. Liu's words are too far-fetched, aren't they? The Lingnan region suffered natural disasters, and the court should reduce or reduce taxes to appease the people. But Lingnan City is a place under the jurisdiction of the vassal king, and the royal family never collects taxes. These Taxes are collected at the lord's discretion. Isn't it unreasonable that Mr. Liu is here telling stories every day but he knows nothing about it? "

Mr. Liu was choked by Ergou's words and became speechless. His face turned blue and white. It was obvious that Ergou's words had touched a sore spot. When everyone saw this, they started talking one after another and began to doubt Mr. Liu's high moral character.

Ergou had only been in Lingnan for a few days, but he had already heard that the King of Lingnan cared deeply for the people of this land, treating them as if they were his own children. Even if the tax is collected, it is just a symbolic expression, and it will never be so heavy that the people cannot survive.

One day, Ergou was wandering on the street and happened to meet a middle-aged man wearing simple homespun cloth. He looked quite simple and upright. Ergou walked up to him on a whim and started chatting with him.

"I heard that the King of Lingnan was very considerate of the people, and the tax collection was just for the sake of it, right?" Ergou asked tentatively.

When the middle-aged man heard this, his face suddenly became serious, and he retorted: "Young man, you are wrong. How can Lingnan not pay taxes? We will pay taxes as scheduled in spring and autumn, even if we encounter In years of natural disaster, we will try our best to collect taxes. If we don’t pay taxes, the land will be taken back..."

Ergou didn't wait for him to finish speaking, so he interrupted him and said with a hint of mockery: "Oh, I think you have misunderstood. The land of the vassal princes does not pay tribute to the court. This is the case for everyone in the Daqing Dynasty. I know something. The King of Lingnan has the mining rights and earns an unknown amount of money every day. Why do you people need to pay taxes?"

After saying that, Ergou felt a little bored, shook his head and said: "It seems that Mr. Liu from Bamin Tea House is nothing more than that, so my trip was in vain."

After saying that, Ergou turned around and left.

At this moment, Mr. Liu suddenly called out to him: "Stand, young man!"

Ergou turned around, looked at Mr. Liu, and asked calmly: "Is there anything else Mr. Liu is dissatisfied with? If not, let's discuss it two more times."

Mr. Liu glanced sharply at Ergou's face and asked in a deep voice: "Are what you just said true?"

Ergou burst out laughing and said, "Mr. Liu is really interesting. If these words are true or false, you can find out if you just go out and ask someone. Although my brother Gou is a rough man, he will not talk nonsense."

Mr. Liu listened to Ergou's words and was silent for a while, then nodded slowly. He seemed to agree with Ergou's words, but he still seemed to have some doubts. When Ergou saw this, he said no more, turned around and left the teahouse.