Seeing Han You's forbearing look, the emperor's face was full of disdain.
"I don't know why I have to be punished with a cane, right? Well, I'm here to ask you where you took Prince You to yesterday."
Han You was stunned for a moment and said subconsciously: "Check the tax."
"How dare you quibble!"
The emperor was furious, and he picked up a stick and was about to hit him. Wenwu quickly said: "Your Majesty, please calm down. You are born with supernatural power. If you use this stick, I'm afraid it will kill him."
Throwing the stick on the ground, the emperor shouted angrily: "You idiot, you idiot, if you don't go there to wait for the fireworks in Willow Alley, you will die. Yesterday I went to Huahe again, yes or no, if you still dare Sophistry, I will kill you today!"
Wenwu probably looked at Han You with pity, and said in a low voice: "You shameless kid, you still haven't apologized. Yesterday you made a fuss on the flower boat, and the inspector in the capital saw it. Don't make excuses, hurry up and tell the police." Your Majesty, please forgive me."
Han You suddenly realized, and finally knew why he was being exploited, and said quickly: "Your Majesty, you don't know something. The common people are here to check taxes."
"Check the taxes!"
The emperor finally couldn't bear it any longer. He raised his toes and caught the stick in his hand.
Seeing that he was about to get a blow, Han You also took the risk and shouted: "If you want to add to his crime, there is no need to hesitate. If the emperor wants the common people to die, he has said it in a golden tongue, so there is no need to find any excuse."
"you you…"
The emperor was so angry that veins popped out on his forehead. He grabbed the stick tightly and laughed angrily.
"Okay, okay, I have wronged you. Today, I want you to die. You said it was a tax inspection, which is not true."
Han You gritted his teeth and said, "Yes!"
"Then why haven't the household officials seen you?"
"The failure to collect taxes is due to the inaction of the Ministry of Revenue. The common people find other ways to check taxes, bypassing the Ministry of Revenue first."
"You're so eloquent. I want to see how long you can keep your words. It's a tax inspection, isn't it? Since it's a tax inspection, how many merchants in Beijing have been inspected?"
"The merchants were not inspected, only the shops were inspected."
"Checked several."
"More than twenty families."
"After a day of hard work, I only checked more than 20 companies. If you are so passive and sabotage your work, what else is it if you don't deceive me!"
"Slow work produces careful work."
"How dare you quibble!" The emperor held the stick in one hand and hung it behind Han You's waist.
"Okay, there are more than twenty families. Then you, Han You, must have collected a lot of taxes and money. One, two, oh, I almost forgot, you are a very talented person, and you have to say as little as possible. Ten guan, haha, when this money comes to your mouth, Han You, it is as worthless as that dung."
"Fourteen thousand seven hundred strings."
After finishing the sentence, there was silence. Let alone the emperor, the old eunuch was trembling with anger.
The old eunuch shouted: "Your Majesty, he is playing tricks on you, Your Majesty!"
The emperor gritted his teeth and cursed: "You are seeking death. You dare to play with me like this. You will be left alone today..."
"The banknote is in my arms, you can see for yourself."
"ah?"
The emperor was stunned for a moment, and a trace of confusion flashed across his face.
Han You quickly turned around, half-lying on the bench, and cursed at the guard next to him: "There are chicken feathers with ink stains, take them out and show them to the emperor!"
The imperial guard looked stupidly at the emperor who didn't react for a moment, while the old eunuch stretched out his hand and pulled out the banknotes from Han You's arms.
Everyone looked at it, dumbfounded.
Four banknotes, one for 10,000 guan, two for 2,000 guan, one for 500 guan, and one for 200 guan, totaling 14,700 guan. These are the banknotes from the Hubu Bank. There is also tax on them. Silver mark.
Wen Wu opened his mouth wide and asked subconsciously: "You really collected nearly 20,000 yuan in just one day?"
Han You took the opportunity to stand up: "More than twenty large-scale shops, some have been in three years, some in five years, and up to six years. They have been falsifying over the years, and their accounts have been extremely perfunctory. His Highness Youwang and I asked them to do it once Make it up.”
Wen Wu took a breath of cold air: "How many shops are there in Beijing?"
"That's a lot, hundreds or even thousands, not counting the various warehouses and other merchants' livelihoods."
Wen Wu subconsciously asked: "If we collect them all, how many are there?"
"It must be at least 500,000 to 600,000 guan." Han You was not too sure and jumped up twice: "If you are not afraid of offending people, you can start with 1 million guan."
The guards were dumbfounded. Wen and Wu suddenly turned their heads to look at the shocked emperor: "This... this... Your Majesty, you see, this is indeed..."
Before Wen Wu could finish speaking, the emperor suddenly sneered and pointed a finger at Han You.
"You, you Han You, you Han You, Han You."
The emperor nodded slightly, then laughed loudly, looked at Wenwu and a group of guards and said, "Look what I'm talking about. I'm just saying that this kid is very brave and can be used in a big way. You guys are fools." He actually doesn’t believe it and insists on asking me to scare him. How about it? How about it? Brother Han is so brave..."
Hearing the words "Brother Han", the old eunuch coughed his throat quickly.
"You're tired of drinking urine. You have to cough away." The emperor waved his hand, and he felt refreshed: "Whoever can be searched for by me...whoever can help me get money is my brother. You see, brother Han’s expression is calm and courageous, I didn’t even scare him. Come on, let him loose. Brother Han, come on, follow me into the palace. He’s still fucking dumbfounded. What's more, haven't you already tried this? Let go quickly."
Han You showed a shy smile, Your Majesty, my enthusiastic horse!
The emperor pretended to be casual and stuffed the banknotes into his sleeves. Suddenly he hugged Han You's shoulders and laughed heartily.
"Why, my play is very realistic."
Han You nodded.
But it's so lifelike, so...this realism is not a good thing, rely on you!
Han You's back was wet with cold sweat, but luckily he allowed himself to open his mouth. If he didn't know that the job could be done until after the beating, he would have died unjustly.
The emperor smiled like a pervert, laughing loudly. He was obviously an emperor wearing a dragon robe, but he quickly walked up the steps with Han You in his arms.
Halfway through, the emperor suddenly sniffed: "Why does it smell like urine?"
Han You was embarrassed to say anything.
The emperor looked strange: "Could it be that he was so frightened that he lost his urine?"
"No, it's a banknote."
"Bank notes?"
"Uh...soaked with sweat."
"That's it." The emperor patted Han You on the shoulder hard: "Although I met you for the first time yesterday, I knew that you are a man of great talent and learning, and you will definitely be able to handle this job well. Sure enough, I have never seen you I haven’t missed anyone even once. You just said, if all the taxes are collected, how many will there be?”
"Start with a million dollars."
"Speak louder, I didn't hear you clearly."
Han You raised his voice: "Start with one million guans."
There was an abnormal flush on the emperor's face: "If you speak louder, I still can't hear you clearly."
Han You was so confused that he could only shout: "Millions of Guan, start!"
“Wahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!”
Han You glanced sideways at the Emperor, feeling that this thing seemed a little out of his mind.
