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Qian Yiai saw that the tax collectors from Chaoyang Gate gathered at the door to welcome him. No one collected money at the door and the caravan lined up far away. The city gate, which was originally not wide, was even more crowded. In order to alleviate the traffic, Qian Yiai said: "Okay, get up, stay, you ambassador, I have something to ask you, everyone else will go to work, don't delay the people entering the city!"

With the order from the prefect, others returned to their posts and continued to charge fees. However, in front of the prefect, the prefect could not make small moves, so everyone felt very distressed. Finally, a merchant gang entered the city. The tap was gone. My wife and children would be in trouble tonight!

Qian Yiai was also a magistrate. He knew that these guys under him had a lot of money. He could tell what the reason was when they looked at them grimly.

"This ambassador, go and tell your subordinates, how to collect it, it is not easy for me to know that you are not going to be able to do it!"

The ambassador was overjoyed when he heard that the prefect was so polite. The clerks in the Ming Dynasty had no salary, and the tax collectors who were guarding the gate were even more so. In the Ming Dynasty, the tax collection system was implemented, that was, no matter how many taels of silver you collected a day, they set the real amount every day. If you collect too much, it would be yours. It would not be enough for you to pay for it yourself. So if you don’t take advantage of the business to collect more, these guys would really be in a pot!

After the ambassador made arrangements, he came back to pay a gift to Qian Yiai again, and then said, "Thank you, the magistrate, who is kind to the young, and the magistrate, the magistrate, is very happy!"

Qian Yiai heard this guy know the idiom and couldn't help but smile and asked, "What's your name? Have you studied?"

"When I say that, the villain's surname is Song, and his name is Song Laosi. When I was a child, my father wanted me to study, but the villain was really not a material for studying. When I grew up, I took on the job of my father's ambassador and became a tax collector ambassador of Chaoyangmen!"

Qian Yiai knew that such clerks were all told from father and son, and the only chance to get rid of the lowly family was to study for the imperial examination. However, the imperial examination was to cross a single-plank bridge with thousands of troops. Shuntian Mansion could only select more than 100 juren in three years. The hope of a small family like Song Laosi was really slim.

"Song Laosi, Nanjing has cancelled the tax collector's tax customs, why hasn't it been implemented in Beijing yet?" Zhu Hongsan was trying to eliminate random charges and levy in various places, and minimize the cost of business. Qian Yiai is a county magistrate of Guo. Although he does not care about the tax customs, he also knows the laws of the court. Why hasn't it been implemented in Beijing yet?

When Song Laosi heard Qian Yiai say this, his face turned pale. His family has been working as a tax collector in Chaoyangmen for four generations. Now the emperor wants to cancel the tax customs, how can they live in the future!

Song Laosi knelt down with a gulp at Qian Yiai and shouted: "Master, you must not cancel the tax customs. We brothers have already worked for several generations, so we can't do anything else. We have fifty or sixty people from more than a dozen families pointing at Chaoyangmen's tax customs and live. Please give the magistrate a high position to give the villain a way out!"

When Song Laosi called out, the dozen tax collectors heard it clearly. They thought the prefect was going to ruin their jobs, and they all knelt in front of Qian Yiai and begged hard.

Qian Yiai was already sore about the smell of Chaoyangmen. In addition, these guys howled like mourning, Qian Yiai was so angry that he scolded: "Don't cry, I heard from me! I am not trying to make you have no food, but the emperor ordered the whole world to cancel the taxes and customs! But don't worry, the court still has arrangements for people like you!"

These guys heard Qian Yiai say this but didn't believe it. Since ancient times, the court has never cared about the lives and death of their clerks. In order to save more than 100,000 taels of express delivery fees a year, Emperor Chongzhen ordered all hundreds of thousands of post stations across the country to be laid off, and even caused Li Zicheng to be the devil in Shaanxi. However, Emperor Chongzhen would never repent and would rather spend a lot of effort to suppress Li Zicheng than admit that he was wrong.

So today, when Qian Yiai said that the court could arrange work for them, they didn't believe it. Some of the older ones were worried that their descendants would have no way out, and they cried even more.

Seeing that Qian Yiai was like this, he had to tell the policy he prepared in advance. He shouted: "Don't worry, everyone, I am Qian Yiai, the emperor's special magistrate of Shuntian Prefecture. I promise you that I will definitely give you a way out! Have you never heard of what the tax collectors in Nanjing did? Nanjing Yingtian Prefecture established an urban management brigade, and they all went to the urban management brigade. Each person has five silver dollars per month to receive, and you will be the same as them!"

Since it was just occupied by Zhu Hongsan, the silver liang has not been abolished. The silver liang is in parallel circulation. However, because of the beauty and durability of the silver liang, one silver liang can be exchanged for one tael and five thousand silver, and five silver liang is seven tael and five cents of silver. This is a considerable income.

Song Laosi didn't know what kind of yamen the Urban Management Brigade was, but he still knew about the five silver dollars a month. Now that he heard the prefect say this, his uneasiness calmed down a little.

Seeing that these guys were no longer calling, Qian Yiai nodded and said to Song Laosi: "Old Song, I am going to the saint in the palace, please lead a way!"

After entering Chaoyang Gate, Song Laosi asked, "Master, will your family also go to the palace?"

"No, you find someone to take my official's family to the Shuntian Prefecture Office, and I will go to the palace!"

With her eyelids instructed, Song Laosi did not dare to delay, so he quickly asked a nephew to take the Qian Mansion's servants and two wives' sedan chairs to the Shuntian Mansion in the north of the city, and took Qian Yiai into the city to Qianbulang.

Chaoyang Gate is full of large granaries, but when Zhu Hongsan fled Beijing, he burned the granaries here in Chaoyang Gate. After the Qing Dynasty occupied Beijing, he did not have the energy to renovate them. Therefore, the few granaries here in Chaoyang Gate have only been repaired, which were paid to court officials, and the others were all rubble.

Qian Yiai didn't know that this was all the good things Zhu Hongsan did back then, and thought it was ruined by the war. Seeing the rubble warehouse, Qian Yiai thought to himself: The whole Beijing is in chaos, it seems that this Shuntian Mansion is not easy to do!

Song Laosi took Qian Yiai to the inner street of Chaoyangmen, then turned into Chongwenmen, passed Dongjiang Mi Lane to Qianbulang. When Song Laosi arrived here, he did not dare to walk forward. There were Jinyiwei guards in front of him. He was a clerk who was not a clerk who dared not go to Qianbulang to wander.

Song Laosi pointed to Jiangmi Lane in front and said, "Master, Jiangmi Lane in front, and Qianbuluo corridor after the alley. The villain cannot walk forward any longer, so he can only ask the master to go there by himself!"

Qian Yiai nodded and asked the sedan chairman to stop in a secluded place. He changed into his official uniform in the sedan chair, and then left the sedan chair and headed towards Qianbulu.

Out of Jiangmi Lane, it is the political center of the entire Ming Dynasty. This is the Tian*anmen Square in later generations. On the east side of Qianbulang are the six ministries, Hanlin Academy, Censorate, Dali Temple and other central departments. On the west side are the Five Army Governor's Office, the Jinyiwei Commander's Office, Luanyiwei and other military officials' offices. This is the political center of the country, so the guards are surrounded by Jinyiwei.

The person on duty today was a Jinyiwei Baihu. He saw a small official wearing a sixth-rank green robe coming out of the Mi Lane of Dongjiang and heading towards the Qianbu Lobby. You should know that such a sixth-rank small official should be driven by a whip in any province, even in a group! But this sixth-rank small official looked like a majestic weapon. If he didn't read the official uniform, it would be like a cabinet master traveling.

The hundred households stepped forward to stop Qian Yiai and asked, "Wait, this official, this is Qianbulang. Without His Majesty's imperial edict or the military department's writing, officials under the fourth rank are not allowed to wander around!"

Qian Yiai heard the hundred-class household say that he realized that he was wearing a sixth-class green robe today, but there was nothing he could do. Although he is a third-class magistrate, he has not yet taken office, so he has not yet prepared the new official uniform and can only come in the old official uniform. However, Qian Yiai didn't want to say anything to this hundred-class household, so he took out the emperor's imperial edict from his body and handed it to the hundred-class household.

The hundred households saw that it was an imperial edict, and when they opened it, they realized that the green robe official was Qian Yiai. They were so familiar with this person, the Jinyiwei. They even had never seen and heard of Qian Yiai's name. The Nanzhen Fushi Office commanded the charming guest of Zhao Mengguan, who was in charge of the commander of the Tongzhi of the Nanzhen Fushi. This was not something that he, a small hundred household, could offend.

The hundred household was sweating profusely, and was glad that he hadn't said anything. The hundred household quickly bowed and said, "It turns out that it is Lord Qian, who is humble and has a weak attitude. Please wait for a moment. The villain will go and report it now!"

If the normal rules are followed, we must first pass the Tongzheng Department before we can inform the emperor. However, the state organs are not here in Nanjing, so the hundred households informed the military department of the military.

Yao Qisheng, the chief military aircraft of the Military Affairs Office, accompanied the emperor in the palace. Now the military service office is the head of the Military Affairs Office. Chen Mingxia was demoted by the emperor to the Military Affairs Office as a walker, that is, a temporary worker. However, with Chen Mingxia's methods and knowledge, he was quickly promoted to the head of the Military Affairs Office. Of course, his position was only from the seventh rank, and he was the lowest among officials.

Although Chen Mingxia's grade is the lowest, this experience is too important. Chen Mingxia is in charge of documents and case files, and has a lot of power in his hands. The promotion imperial edict written to Qian Yiai last month was written by Chen Mingxia. Now, when Chen Mingxia heard that Qian Yiai was coming, she applauded and finally waited for Qian Yiai.
Chapter completed!