Infrastructure Throne

City Lord's Mansion.

In the early morning, thin clouds smeared the blue sky, and the morning light shrouded the ancient fortress like a veil.

The stewards of Jin Dahe's construction team followed Shen Qingze step by step, and along the way, the soldiers on duty on both sides of the city lord's mansion bowed to the officiant one by one, and the two of them couldn't help puffing out their chests, as if they were honored with each other.

After Mr. Li went to the ironworks, his house was vacant, so he didn't need a big white dog to look after the house.

Ah Bai trotted along with his master with his head held high and his tail wagging. The duck and duck lay on the back of the big white dog, chewing with relish the dried earthworms brought in from the farm in his mouth, and looked around curiously with a pair of black beady eyes.

Shen Qingze went straight to the office. Although the clerks were busy, they were much more relaxed than when they were struggling with job recruitment. He looked around and did not see Yan Zui.

As soon as Fan Mizhou saw him, he went forward, folded his hands in front of his lower abdomen, and bowed respectfully: "Master Officiant, good morning. If you came to find Lord City Lord, unfortunately, he went to the school grounds in the west of the city to inspect the guards early in the morning. Practiced."

Shen Qingze nodded: "It seems that he has something to tell you to tell me?"

Fan Mizhou straightened up. He was wearing a navy blue narrow-sleeved gown, and his slightly longer hair on the left was pulled behind his ear, making him look smart and capable.

He took a roll of parchment tied with a string from behind the desk, and presented it with both hands: "You must have come here for the craftsman. The Lord City Lord ordered me to hand over this information to you before leaving."

Shen Qingze took the parchment, but was not in a hurry to open it, and glanced at him: "Your Excellency, you mean that I have full power to handle this matter?"

Fan Mizhou's face was always gentle, and his voice was softer: "When the Lord of the City is not around, you as the chief priest and the deputy City Lord naturally have the right to intervene in all matters."

"Heh." Shen Qingze smiled indifferently, slowly unfolded the parchment, quickly glanced at the information on it, "Your Majesty the City Lord is really a chicken thief. Let me show up."

This is not easy to answer.

Fan Mizhou coughed lightly, and said with a sneer: "The Lord City Master said that if you need help, you can go to the school grounds to find him."

Shen Qingze's gaze stayed on a name on the parchment, and he frowned: "Viscount Boya, is it very powerful?"

Fan Mizhou said: "After his meritorious service, he is distantly related to the city lord's family. He usually attaches himself to Earl Yan En and acts as his leader. In addition to the property of the Viscount Boya's family, he also has some shops in the market."

"A considerable number of the craftsmen in the ironworks you run have defected from the shop under the name of Viscount Boya. Many of their family members are servants, servants and tenant farmers in Viscount Boya's house."

"The viscount has a lot of influence on them. He said yesterday that if he dares to transfer to your property, his relatives and family members will starve to death. Therefore, those craftsmen dare not defy him."

"I see." Shen Qingze nodded, folded the information and put it away.

Fan Mizhou's pupils were full of curiosity: "How does the Lord Priest plan to deal with this matter?"

Jin Dayi was so indignant that he couldn't help but rolled up his sleeves and raised his fists, his knuckles were clenched, and the gangster who used to be a village tyrant was angry spontaneously: "Of course I want to teach that shit aristocrat a lesson! Break ground on your head!"

Shen Qingze frowned slightly, turned his head and stared at him displeasedly, and said coldly: "How do I usually teach you? Can fists solve the problem?"

"Ah?" Jin Da frowned, "Isn't it okay to wear a sack?"

Shen Qingze shook his head, and said earnestly: "Violence can only make people give in verbally at best, and only by persisting in convincing people with the truth can they be convinced. You go and find Luo Xin, the tax official, and say that I want to see him."

"Yes..." Jin Da whispered as he walked, when the master priest taught his three brothers a lesson, he was very simple and rude.

When Fan Mizhou heard Luo Xin's name, his heart skipped a beat, and he asked tentatively, "Master Priest, are you looking for Chief Luo to...?"

"Oh, it's nothing serious." Shen Qingze walked around slowly behind the large mahogany desk, dragged the high back chair and sat down, crossed his hands on the table, and immediately a waiter brought a cup of hot tea to his hand.

"I just remembered that I, the chief priest in charge of farming, didn't seem to have checked the field book and grain tax carefully, so I called him to ask."

really!

Fan Mizhou's heart sank, and he couldn't help admonishing again and again: "The matter of food tax is a hornet's nest."

Shen Qingze picked up the teacup and blew on the floating leaves on the surface of the tea: "Don't be nervous, I'm a reasonable and civilized person."

Fan Mizhou: "..."

Why does this sound more and more wrong?

Luo Xin's chunky figure quickly appeared at the door of the office. He was dragged by Jin Da all the way, running out of breath, and when he stood in front of Shen Qingze, he was still wiping his sweat with a handkerchief.

"Master Priest, what orders do you have for me?"

Shen Qingze took a sip of tea, and said slowly: "Which level of title do the nobles who enjoy tax-free privileges in the city go to?"

Luo Xin froze for a moment, blinked his two small eyes, and tried to ask Fan Mizhou for a solution, but unfortunately, the latter didn't even have a look.

Luo Xin had no choice but to honestly say: "The tax exemption is only available to the Earl."

"That's good." Shen Qingze drank all the tea, Shi Shiran got up, and ordered while walking, "You bring the field books and tax books and accounts, and follow me to the school grounds."

Luo Xin was a little dazed: "Huh?"

Fan Mizhou watched the three of them leave, his eyes gradually clouded with worry.

Those aristocrats in the city who try to evade taxes and owe taxes are colluding. Over the years, they have long regarded it as normal. Even the old city lord turned a blind eye and closed his eyes.

The officiant is alone and alone, how can he resist these entangled families?

Just bumping into it recklessly like this, I'm afraid that there will be no scum left by the counterattacking nobles!

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City West Campus.

When the officiant's carriage drove along the main road to the school grounds, Shen Qingze and Luo Xin, who were sitting in the carriage, could feel the tremors from the ground far away, as well as the high-spirited and chilling cries of the soldiers.

The carriage was stopped outside the gate of the school camp, and the ruts got stuck in the sand pit. Shen Qingze stopped Jin Da who was trying to roll up his sleeves to make a theory, and led the two of them in on foot.

The school grounds were heavily guarded, with three steps, one guard and five steps, one sentry. The soldiers running and manipulating neatly filled the school grounds with dust.

Yaya has never seen such a scene before, the hair on A Bai's back was shaking with excitement, the big white dog didn't look sideways, it just followed Shen Qingze closely, when Yaya tried to run into the sand to play, Hold it down with one paw, open your mouth and take it away.

Leading the way in front of the three of them was a dark-faced man who didn't like to speak, Shen Qingze only nodded or shook his head in response to questions, and occasionally burst out with the word "yes".

Luo Xin was so hot that he was sweating all over his body, and his handkerchief was wiped wet. Finally, he couldn't help asking: "Where is the city lord? I've been away for a long time."

The black-faced man raised his hand and pointed forward. A large group of officers and soldiers surrounded him, and the applause and applause sounded like thunder.

In the flying dust, there was the neighing of two fierce horses, and two figures were riding on the back of one red and one black horse, and they were fighting fiercely with each other with weapons in their hands.

The yellow sand of the martial arts arena was covered with horseshoe marks, and the sharp steel spears and cross swords made golden and iron clangs in midair.

With the spears and horses galloping like lightning, the guns and swords opened and closed, and they were divided at the first touch.

In the sky full of dust, Shen Qingze narrowed his eyes slightly, that red-flaming steed was especially recognizable, it was the city lord's raging fire.

The man on horseback is wearing a black and gold slim-fit leather military uniform, with wide shoulders and a narrow waist, and a smooth curve. The finger-wide belt is matched with a dark gold star and moon buckle and a girdle, which outlines a tight and strong waist with a very sexy arc. .

Yan Zui is good at using long soldiers, and his spear skills are tricky and ruthless, which is especially terrifying.

Compared with a sword, a spear is one inch longer and one inch stronger. Yan Zuiqiang is like a man, with an aggressive aura of being in control.

The Zheshi Spear is both strong and flexible, in his hands it is like an arm, it bends like a snake, folds like a wave, and its momentum is like a rainbow. With a cold light on the tip of the spear, it seems to be able to pierce through gold and stone when piercing it!

Xiao Meng's right hand, which was holding the cross sword tightly, was numb from the shock. He was almost thrown away several times.

last blow!

The sharp edge of the Zheshi Spear's head was attached to the cross sword and cut to the hilt, Yan Zui flipped his wrist, and with a flick, Xiao Meng's long sword suddenly came out of his hand!

The tip of the sword pierced through the wind, and flew fiercely from above the heads of the onlookers, and nailed towards Shen Qingze's direction!

Amidst the exclamation of everyone's face changing drastically, Yan Zui's pupils shrank sharply, and he subconsciously threw out the horsewhip with his left hand, and shook his wrist vigorously, the horsewhip flew out like a biting black snake, biting the blade of the sword tightly——

But with a sound of hearing, the cross sword entangled in the horsewhip was forced to bow its head halfway, and nailed straight into the sand at Shen Qingze's feet!

A thrilling accident, from occurrence to settlement, is only a breath of time.

The fire under Yan Zui's crotch was brought up by his master's movements, his front hooves raised, his neck neighing, he raised the rope to rein in the horse, his long black hair like satin was bundled up high behind his head, flying wantonly in the galloping wind.

Yan Zui caressed Li Huo's mane, rode his horse and came slowly, and stood still in front of Shen Qingze.

He had just gone through a fierce duel, his smooth forehead was a little sweaty, his cheeks were smudged with a light pink, and he smiled at Shen Qingze, as bright as a peach or plum.

"Scared you?"

Yan Zui straddled the tall horse and stared down at Shen Qingze. His breath had not yet calmed down, his chest rose and fell slightly, and when he spoke, his collar was slightly open, revealing two deep collarbones.

Shen Qingze's gaze moved from that collarbone to the other's handsome face calmly, and after a while, a sound came out of his mouth.

The Adam's apple slipped, and the voice was slightly hoarse: "It's okay."

One of Yan Zui's long legs stretched out from the stirrup, and the instep was hooked on the cross on the hilt of the cross sword through the military boots. With a deft movement of his ankle, the long sword was lifted into the air with the whip, and was held in the man's hand.

Handing the long sword back to Xiao Meng who had caught up, Yan Zui played with the whip with both hands and did not get off the horse. He just looked at Shen Qingze with one tall and one short, and the smile on his face deepened. Watching from this angle.

"The officiant has been busy all day long, why did you come to find me when you have time today?"

Shen Qingze grabbed Yaya who was trying to rush into the opponent's arms with one hand, always felt that there was some kind of inexplicable magnetic force in his Zuiyou bright eyes, which made his brain slow down for three seconds before he remembered that he was here to do it Well.

He pointed to Xiao Meng who was standing with his sword in his hand, and said slowly, "Actually... I came to look for him."

Xiao Meng: "???"

Yan Zui: "..."

The atmosphere was awkward for a moment.

The nervous Xiao Meng didn't notice this at all: "If you have anything to do, just give orders, Lord Priest."

Shen Qingze nodded: "I hope Captain Xiao will assign a group of guards to me, and as the officiant, it shouldn't be beyond the norm, right?"

Xiao Meng was taken aback: "Of course, but you..."

As if understanding the suspicious eyes of the other party, Shen Qingze glanced at the sword and the whip, and said quietly: "After all, I am so weak and helpless, easy to be bullied, of course I need protection."

Xiao Meng: "..."

Yan Zui slowly straightened his upper body leaning forward, and chuckled lightly: "It's natural for the chief priest to have a dedicated guard. But just for such a small matter, as for the trouble, would you like to come here in person?"

Shen Qingze squinted his eyes: "Of course I have to thank the Lord City Master for sending me the information in person."

"You're welcome." Yan Zui said slowly, "I'm going to go back, will Priest Shen go with me?"

Shen Qingze nodded: "Alright."

After all, he was about to ask Xiao Meng for a horse to go back to the city, when suddenly his waist tightened, he lowered his head, and saw a thin whip wrapped around his waist.

Yan Zui held the other end of the whip in his hand, and smiled leisurely on the horse's back: "There are no more horses left, so let the officiant take a ride with the city lord."