When I arrived at Chongwen Gate, I saw vendors of all sizes and bustle, and the inside and outside of the city gate was still so lively.

Han Xiufeng grabbed a tax collector who was busy extorting pedestrians and asked, then squeezed out from the crowd waiting to pay taxes, came to a tea stall diagonally opposite the Beijing branch of "Risenchang". He smiled and looked at Fugui who was drinking tea with his legs crossed his legs and asked, "Master Fu, what are you busy with?"

"Second Master, why are you here?" Fugui was happy and immediately put down the tea bowl and stood up.

Han Xiufeng looked back at the tax collectors at the city gate who were busy extorting pedestrians, and came to his ear and said, "I won't go to the Three Treasures Hall for nothing, I'm here to ask for your help."

"Hasn't the guild hall been renovated? The guys who should buy it have also purchased all of them. What else can I help?"

"It's not a guild, but it's actually."

"What the hell is it?"

Chongwenmen’s tax customs not only collects taxes from the people, but also ends the master’s taxes, but also the bigger the official, the more he collects!

It is said that the governor and governor returned to Beijing to report his duties. If he didn't give him ten thousand taels of silver, he would not want to enter the city. The minister would spend seven or eight thousand taels to enter the city. The magistrate would have to at least four or five thousand taels if he wanted to enter the city. Han Xiufeng knew how cruel they were to blackmail the official, and said with a bitter face: "Master Fu, I have a fellow villager who wants to go back to Beijing to meet him. I guess hello to the next few days. Can you say hello to me and let the brothers at the gate of the city show mercy and don't make things difficult for my fellow villager."

Fugui didn't expect Han Xiu to ask him to help this, and said helplessly: "Fourth Master, this is not in line with the rules. If I don't make things difficult for your fellow countryman, I will have to make things difficult for me!"

"My fellow townsman knows the rules, and my fellow townsman is not a stingy person. He still manages the things he should do. I just ask you to help me talk to the brothers at the city gate, just ask them to be very similar. Don't talk big." Han Xiufeng looked back and then said, "My fellow townsman is not an official in the wealthy places of Jiangsu and Zhejiang, but in Shaanxi. Others don't know that you know. Shaanxi is so poor and has no money!"

"Although Shaanxi is not as rich as Jiangsu and Zhejiang, it is not very poor. Even if you are an official in a poor place, you will still have fat and shortage."

"My fellow townsman is honest and hasn't saved much money."

This is not a trivial matter. Fugui dared not agree at once, so he pulled Han Xiufeng aside: "Fourth Master, don't just help your fellow villager cry for poverty. Let's talk about how many ranks your fellow villager is and what position you hold."

"The title of Taoist magistrate in Hanzhong, Shaanxi Province."

Fugui was so happy that he patted his arm and said, "Fourth Master, you are making fun of me! Three years of Qing Dynasty prefect, 100,000 snowflakes, the prefect is fat, and there is some money. He can't enter the city without 6,000 taels. It's useless to go to anyone's way!"

"What if the brothers at the city gate don't know that he is the prefect?" Han Xiufeng asked with a smile.

"If you don't know, that's another matter, but how could we not know." Fugui looked back at the direction of the city gate and said proudly: "We Chongwenmen Taxation Customs not only manage the thirteen gates inside and outside the capital, but also have more than a dozen tax outlets. Lugou Bridge, Dongba and Haidian have tax outlets, and even the water and land pier have our patrols. Unless you know which road your fellow villager takes to enter Beijing, and you will intercept him in advance, but it is useless to intercept him."

"Why is it useless?"

"It is impossible for him to return to Beijing without money. What can he take to handle the money without money? As long as he brings the money, we cannot find it out." Looking at Han Xiufeng's thoughtful look, Fugui continued: "Fourth Master, your fellow villager wants to continue to be a prefect and needs to manage the money. If you want to be promoted, you have to pay more money to handle the money to become a prefect! Moreover, if you enter Beijing with foreign officials like him, you have to give the Minister of Military Affairs, the Sixth Ministry of War, the Master Fang Shi and the Good Classmate to prepare local specialties in the same year. After seeing you, whether you return to Shaanxi and then become a prefect or be promoted to other places, you have to give the Minister of Military Affairs, the Sixth Ministry of War, the Master Fang Shi and the Good Classmate to bid farewell to the same year. I dare to bet with you, if your fellow villager does not bring 30,000 or 50 boxes of local specialties in Shaanxi, I will write the two words "Fugui" upside down!"

The implication of wealth and honor is clear, but the prefect Duan either does not return to Beijing. He will not only bring tens of thousands of taels of silver, but also bring a lot of gifts, which will be very ostentatious. If the tax officials and tax collectors of Chongwenmen really let him sneak into the city, then the tax customs of Chongwenmen will not be called the "gate of hell".

Han Xiufeng really wanted to save some money for the prefect Duan, and said with a bitter face: "Master Fu, if there is no other way, you must have a way. If you help, just think that I, Han Si, beg you."

"Fourth Master, this matter is not easy to deal with."

"Please think of a solution for me, please."

Thinking of the time when the money was short of money, Han Xiufeng had helped a lot, and then thinking that Han Xiufeng had never seemed so humble, Fugui softened his heart: "Okay, I'll help you think of a solution, but two thousand taels are definitely indispensable."

………

Han Xiufeng is not thinking about himself now, but his son far away from his hometown. Not only does he hope that Goudan can grow up safely, but he also wants Goudan to go to the best private school or even academy to study after he grows up. He hopes that Goudan will be the Juren in the future, pass the Jinshi, and Lahanlin!

The best private school in Ba County is the Lishi School opened by the Sun family in Ciqikou. There were three juren, two Hanlin, and more scholars. The three juren in the "one family, three juren, five miles and two Hanlin" that the people of Ba County talked about are all children of the Sun family, and the two Hanlins are Duan Dazhang and Huang Zhongyin!

It is precisely because Lishi Academy has taught so many talents that the gentry in Ba County and even the entire Chongqing Prefecture want their children to send to their studies, but Lishi Academy is the Sun family's private school after all, and it is not big, and the Sun family has so many children, and they only accept a few children from other people's families every year. So Han Xiufeng wanted to take this opportunity to curry favor with Duan Dazhang. As long as he could be cursed, he would be able to ask Duan Dazhang for a letter of recommendation in six or seven years. Even if anyone in the Sun family doesn't give anyone's face, it is impossible not to give Duan Dazhang face. With Duan Dazhang's recommendation letter, he will be able to send Goudan to Lishi Academy to study at that time.

In short, it is rare to curry favor with Duan Dazhang, so you must find a way to help Duan Dazhang save some money into the city.

Fortunately, wealth and loyalty are willing to help this, and they have come up with a solution, but it is just a stupid solution.

In Han Xiufeng's opinion, no matter what the method works, it's fine. The next morning, he hired a car and asked Yu Youfu and the shopkeeper Chu to leave the city, planning to go to Zhangjiawan, Tongzhou where most foreign officials came to Beijing to see if they could intercept Duan Dazhang and his party.

When the prefect comes to Beijing, he is blackmailed. Yu Youfu feels incredible and holds the wall of the carriage and asks: "Young Master, what will happen if Mr. Duan doesn't give money?"
Chapter completed!