Liu Hongyan bowed slightly to Li Zhang, which was regarded as a salute.
Shen Qingci just nodded, while Jing Qianying simply regarded Li Zhang as nothing and ignored him.
Li Zhang hurriedly made a flattering "please" gesture, and his demeanor and movements were like climbing up the pole: "You three ladies, please come quickly!"
When Liu Hongyan and the three girls entered the restaurant, Li Zhang looked at the graceful back and couldn't help but smacked his lips and raised his eyebrows at Li Lang next to him: "Did you see it? This is the beauty of Miss Qin's family. Let's help... ahem , the women from our hometown are simply incomparable when compared with the three young ladies of the Qin family."
Li Lang nodded like a fool and highly agreed with his eldest brother's remarks: "Brother, do you know? Being handsome is nothing. The important thing is that the three sisters are not married yet."
As soon as these words came out, Li Zhang almost cried out.
Qin Feng was so angry that he shouted: "Qin Xiaofu, where is my knife? Bring me my knife! I will chop these two scum to death!!!"
After Qin Feng shouted like this, the Li brothers calmed down a little.
Li Zhang quickly put his arms around Qin Feng's shoulders, with an apologetic smile on his face: "Brother Qin, don't panic! As the saying goes, everyone has a love for beauty. My younger brother and I couldn't help ourselves when we saw the beauty of the Qin family. As for the beauty that robs others, We brothers will never be able to do this kind of thing."
Speaking of this, Li Zhang deliberately winked and hinted that Qin Feng "all brothers understand".
Qin Feng then breathed a sigh of relief and snorted: "That's pretty much it!"
Just when Qin Feng was about to step into the restaurant, Zhou Yufu suddenly came up to him: "Master Qin, it's still early, why not go to the Yamen to check on government affairs first?"
Hearing this, Qin Feng couldn't help but frown and looked Zhou Yufu up and down: "What do you do?"
Zhou Yufu nodded and bowed: "The common people have some land in Pingyao County and have several shops under their name."
Qin Feng said "Oh": "Landlord?"
Zhou Yufu said in a low voice: "You can say that."
After confirming Zhou Yufu's identity, Qin Feng was a little impatient and said angrily: "I was ordered to come to Pingyao County for inspection. What does it mean to have you as a landlord? Even if the post of county magistrate is vacant, where is the county magistrate? Where are the county clerks? Where is the lieutenant? I've already killed you?! Is it your turn to talk so much?"
Faced with Qin Feng's merciless show of force, Zhou Yufu was caught off guard.
He quickly turned to look at the people next to him and exchanged glances.
Considering Qin Feng's notoriety in Kyoto, Zhou Yufu did not dare to be forceful, and quickly lowered his stance and explained in a low voice: "Master Qin doesn't know something. The county magistrate contracted a serious illness and was bedridden. The county captain was out with the Yamen officials. To arrest the murderer, as for the scribe, he was present, but..."
Zhou Yufu did not continue, but pointed at the middle-aged man in the crowd, indicating to Qin Feng that this man was the Pingyao County scribe.
Qin Feng looked the clerk up and down and almost laughed on the spot.
The clerk's mouth was crooked and his eyes were slanted, and his right hand was clenched into a fist on his chest, which was an obvious sign of a stroke.
County magistrates often have accidents, which are accidents.
It was a coincidence that the county magistrate contracted the disease.
It is official duty for the county lieutenant to hunt down the murderer.
Nowadays, even a little scribe is talking crookedly. Isn't this just too much of a coincidence?
It really is……
The temple is small and the wind is strong, and the pond is shallow and there are many bastards.
Qin Feng looked at Zhou Yufu thoughtfully, without criticizing him, and said with a chuckle: "In that case, let's go to the Yamen first."
Seeing Qin Feng agreed, Zhou Yufu breathed a sigh of relief and quickly led the way.
Qin Feng didn't intend to take the Li brothers with him, but Li Zhang insisted on going with him. He couldn't resist, so he had to give up.
The entire county government office was pitch black, covered with dust and cobwebs, and looked a bit like a haunted house in disrepair.
Qin Feng couldn't help but applaud and exclaimed: "Interesting! It's really interesting. This is the first time in my life that I have seen such a stylish county government."
Zhou Yufu, who was next to him, wiped the sweat from his forehead and explained quickly: "The county magistrate has been delayed in taking office, and various tasks cannot be carried out at all. The county's finances are in a mess, and even handymen cannot be hired. Over time, the county's This is what the yamen looks like."
Well, that makes sense.
Qin Feng walked around the county government office with his hands behind his back. At the same time, Zhou Yufu had already sent people to move all the county government's backlog of official files to the lobby. Seeing these damn files and account books, Qin Feng couldn't help but recall the scene when he was in Beixi County, and his back could not help but shiver.
Qin Feng kicked the file away and said angrily: "I came here to inspect, not to be the county magistrate. These backlogged official duties will be left to the next county magistrate."
Seeing that Qin Feng refused to handle official duties at all, Zhou Yufu sighed and had to change the subject: "How about this, sir, please go around the county to inspect the public sentiment?"
This late at night, what is Mao’s public sentiment?
Qin Feng knew very well that Zhou Yufu was planning to take advantage of the cover of night to fool him.
Qin Feng wanted to see what kind of monster this small Pingyao County could create.
He immediately followed Zhou Yufu on patrol along the street with his hands behind his back, walking in square steps, like a veteran cadre.
It was already close to Xu time, and the people should have closed their doors and gone to bed long ago.
But very strange!
There are still many businesses on the street, and passers-by are even more bustling, making it a lively scene.
Qin Fengyun asked calmly: "How much tax does Pingyao County impose each year?"
Zhou Yufu blurted out without thinking: "Returning to Mr. Qin, because the county magistrate has not been appointed, the specific amount is not clear to the common people. But I have a general impression that the grain tax alone can collect about 30,000 shi."
Thirty thousand stones?
This Pingyao County is only two days away from Kyoto. It can be considered a "Xiaoqiang County". It has a population of more than 100,000. The grain tax it can collect in a year is only 30,000 shi? Play!
Qin Feng pretended to be relaxed and said casually: "There is such a huge discrepancy between food tax and capitation. How did it happen?"
Zhou Yufu and the wealthy gentleman next to him looked at each other and did not explain. He quickly took out a roll of banknotes from his sleeve and handed it to Qin Feng with both hands: "Master Qin, please be aware that the county magistrate is not in office and no one is in charge of the overall situation. Besides, The people in Pingyao County are all unruly people, so how can they take the initiative to collect taxes? Naturally, the grain tax cannot be collected, but considering that the Lord has gone to Pingyao County to inspect, how can the common people let the Lord return empty-handed? These three Ten thousand taels of silver can be regarded as a loss in food tax."
Qin Feng glanced at the banknote and did not take it: "Since it is to supplement the grain tax deficit, there is no need to give it to me. Just buy the grain and put it in the warehouse."
Zhou Yufu, however, still bowed his waist and said in a deep voice: "Please accept it, sir. Such an important matter requires adult supervision. Young men have no official status and are not on official business, so how can they interfere in important matters of taxation?"
The corners of Qin Feng's mouth raised slightly, revealing a sneer: "Then leave it to the scribe!"
