Zhao Xiong's new group of servants are all young and vigorous at the age of seventeen or eighteen. Despite their young age, there are no good people who have been hanging out on the canal since they were young.

After all, it had only been two days of training, and Zhao Xiong did not have the image of an elite standing with a card in hand, able to advance, attack, retreat, and defend as he had imagined.

Under the leadership of captain Liu Sheng, they rushed in like hungry tigers.

For a moment, the gangsters from the Hailong Gang hurriedly dodged, and some picked up the guys and came towards them.

But in such a fight, whoever has the strongest combat power and is good at handling weapons may not be able to defeat 10 of them, but he can definitely win if he fights with two or three.

Seeing Zhao Xiong's people fighting happily, Mr. Zhang, with his nod, also swarmed in.

Not long after, the thirty or forty gangsters from the Hailong Gang were knocked to the ground, crying for their fathers and mothers. Some knelt down and begged for mercy, and some hid in the groceries, trembling.

There are only two people around Zhao Xiong, Mr. Zhang and Liu Tongxun.

Zhao Xiong quickly walked to Zhao Xiaolu, bent down and helped him up.

At this time, Zhao Xiaolu's face was swollen, and his eyes were squinted to the point of being swollen, but when he saw it was Zhao Xiong, he immediately smiled stupidly.

Maybe his front teeth fell out and he was talking vaguely: "Master Jiu,... I knew... you would definitely come and save... me."

Zhao Xiong patted his shoulder and said nothing. He looked at Yu Hailong who was a few meters away, picked up the thick wooden stick on the ground, and walked over.

Yu Hailong's right wrist was hit by his hand crossbow. Yu Hailong's men had just taken out the crossbow arrow and bandaged it in a hurry.

I felt like there was someone behind me.

Just as he was about to turn around, he heard the sound of the wind, and with a "bang", he fell straight to the ground.

Zhao Xiong smiled and knocked down Yu Hailong's men, pointed at the frightened Yu Hailong with a thick wooden stick and said.

"You are Yu Hailong".

Yu Hailong looked around and saw that all his men had been beaten to the ground, and he was the only one still standing.

Zhao Xiong's force value is quite high, and Hanzhuang is his home court. At this time, Yu Hailong, who was standing aside and shivering, was messy in the wind.

He was instantly frightened. He only regretted that he had befriended Eunuch Zhang and drank two taels of rice wine. He wanted to write a petition to surrender, but he bumped into an iron plate and regretted it so much.

However, he did have the consciousness to be a leading cadre, and he immediately nodded and bowed and said with a look uglier than crying:

"I am the younger brother of Master Yu. This hero is the legendary Zhao Xiongba who killed five generals with one sword. Mr. Zhao, it was all a misunderstanding...a misunderstanding."

Zhao Xiong sneered: "You said it was a misunderstanding, so why do you need the police?"

Yu Hailong was stunned for a moment, wondering what the police were.

"Little donkey, break his legs. If he dares to escape, tie him up and throw him into the canal to feed the bastard."

Saying this, Zhao Xiong handed the wooden stick in his hand to Zhao Xiaolu.

Zhao Xiaolu held a big wooden stick in his hand, squinted his eyes, opened his mouth, laughed happily in a hoarse voice, and limped slowly towards Yu Hailong.

Yu Hailong's face was so frightened that he kept bending down to beg for mercy and gradually retreated.

At the welcome pavilion more than 100 meters away, Andehai and Eunuch Zhang were drinking while watching the movement in the goods yard below.

Seeing that Zhao Xiong's servant took control of the situation in less than three minutes, the two of them understood better what kind of power Zhao Xiong held in his hands.

The private discussions of the slaves nearby reached their ears. Anderhai looked unmoved. He must have enough brains to have his own situation on the canal.

But I have some concerns in my heart. It seems that this Zhao Xiong is still somewhat capable.

As for Eunuch Zhang, he had a livid face. Looking at him, he realized that the newly recruited Hailong Gang was so incompetent.

Fortunately, he had praised Yu Hailong vigorously in front of the believers and saints. If this matter spread to the sect, he would definitely be at a disadvantage in the competition for the third leader of the Wenxiang Sect.

Eunuch Zhang is drunk. Ever since Zhao Xiong debuted, it seems that he has been unlucky as soon as possible.

"What bad luck!"

Zuo Liangyu led a group of servants and pressed the members of the Hailong Gang to the small prison of Zhaguan Yamen.

He ordered the people in charge to put these people with bruises, swollen faces, missing arms and legs into two large cells and ignore them.

After dealing with these, it’s already the third day!

The wind in the canal blew, and Zhao Xiong suddenly felt cold and refreshing.

Zhao Xiong looked at his watch, it was almost 12 o'clock in the evening.

It's midnight and it's also the darkest hour of the night.

This is undoubtedly the darkest moment of the night, when the darkness is enough to swallow everything.

The legendary ghost came out at this time.

The pier is deathly quiet now, and suddenly the lights on the boats next to it are brightly lit, followed by the sound of people, who are starting to carry silver coins.

Zhao Xiong stood on the dock and watched all this.

Zhao Xiong, who was reborn in the Kang Dynasty, stayed in Zhuangzi for three years, and it was not even a month until he left Zhuangzi.

In the past ten days, I have come into contact with a lot of things that Zhao Xiong couldn't understand before, or things that he couldn't understand.

Especially in Lao Zhao Tong's study, he absorbed the knowledge system of the Kang Dynasty while keeping up with the system of his previous life.

When he became a ninth-grade sesame official, he vaguely understood how his cheap dad had accumulated such a huge fortune.

He also understood the complete taxation process of Dakang Dynasty, and then he knew the reason. Dakang's taxes were too low, including low agricultural taxes and even lower commercial taxes.

It’s a complete replica of the previous dynasty!

Each prefecture in Dakang has set up a taxation department, and the county has set up a taxation bureau, and set up customs factories at various transportation thoroughfares to collect commercial taxes with a tax rate of 1/30.

According to reports from Shandong’s chief envoy and internal supervisors, the annual commercial tax amounts in various places in Shandong are:

Jinan Prefectural Commercial Tax Bank 12,500 taels.

Jining Prefecture, the tax for manufacturers is 37,350 taels.

Liangming only had less than 50,000 taels of silver, but...according to historical records, the harshness of Dakang in punishing corrupt officials during the founding of the country was unprecedented.

But more than 100 years have passed, and after five generations of emperors, Dakang has become worse and worse, and it is almost 50 years old

Wu Jianshen ascended the throne, and Dakang had been hollowed out by corrupt officials.

Now more than ten years have passed. The old emperor Wu Jianshe may have lost his physical strength because of his old age, and he is indeed not very good at governing.

However, his expenses in the palace were increasing day by day, and he had to use eunuchs to collect taxes in various places.

Zhao Xiong watched boxes of silver being moved from the ship, and he strictly ordered his servants not to touch these boxes.

The two young eunuchs weighed the boxes of silver, affixed seals, and Zhang carried the general flood soldiers to the entrance of the tax warehouse.

The Yixian Tax Department and the tax factory jointly built a tax warehouse on a "dam". To the east is a series of collapsed buildings for merchants on the canal to store goods.
Chapter completed!