The bustling crowd became angry when they heard this.
"Aren't you treating us like monkeys?"
"That's right! You officials can't believe it!"
The people's mood gradually became angry.
Jiang Yang frowned and said hurriedly: "Who said I won't give it to you?"
"This officer is checking the evidence. If there are people who are interested in getting involved and provide false evidence, it will be ignored. If the evidence is conclusive, you can come and withdraw money based on this thing tomorrow."
Jiang Yang's words didn't let them listen, and they all opened their mouths.
"Nonsense, you clearly gave me money when we were at the vegetable market."
"That's right, I just don't want to give it now, give me money! Give me money!"
Jiang Yang raised his hand to suppress the voices of the people, and said: "I have just arrived, and the accounts have not been fully handled yet. Yesterday's money was advanced by me, and I will hand it over to you after I have thoroughly checked the evidence tomorrow and compiled the accounts.
."
Just one word "procrastination", and when the sugar is converted into money, everything will naturally be no problem.
But Jiang Yang wants to drag, can't everyone see that he wants to drag? Since ancient times, the tactic of dragging has been unparalleled in the world and everyone knows it.
"That's nonsense. Does this county government still have money?"
"That's right, my second uncle's nephew quit because the county government couldn't pay his salary."
"You still want to fool us, don't you want to give it?"
Jiangyang is riding a tiger and it’s hard to get off, your grandma, how come these people know the situation of the county government better than me?
By the way, this bastard Wang Jianchuan must have spread the news, and these people must have been organized and premeditated to instigate it.
Jiang Yang took a deep breath and said, "You all know that I am a county magistrate..."
Before he finished speaking, someone from the audience interrupted loudly.
"Are you going to force taxes? Are you going to steal money from us under a clever pretext?"
As soon as they heard that the tax burden was going to be increased, the people present panicked.
In this day and age, what is tax? It’s nothing more than food from the fields.
Generally speaking, 60% of the food in the fields belongs to the landlord, 30% is tax burden, and 10% can fall into his own hands.
If taxes are imposed at this time, it will cost their lives.
It looked like the government was forcing the people to rebel. They were so angry that they even raised their arms.
Jiang Yang wiped the sweat from his forehead.
People have to bow their heads under the eaves, and the people must be allowed to disperse as soon as possible, otherwise the commotion will become worse and the impact will be bad.
Looking at the provocative people in the crowd, he memorized their faces and waited for the future to settle the score.
So Jiang Yang hurriedly said: "Folks, five taels of silver is not much, but there are too many people. Let's do this tomorrow afternoon! At ten o'clock in the afternoon, you come here to collect the silver and see if I can cash it. If not, I will not wear this black gauze hat.
Already."
Jiang Yang pointed to his hat and said, "This is my guarantee! Can you rest assured?"
"Also! I will never impose any tax burden when I take office. Everything has its own laws and regulations. If anyone spreads rumors, I will definitely punish them severely."
Hearing Jiang Yangdu use his black gauze hat as a guarantee, the voices of the people gradually became quieter.
After all, it was only one day, so he could afford to wait. Moreover, the county magistrate had a good influence on him, and he also guaranteed that he would not impose any tax burden.
Why not give him a day like this?
"I think the county magistrate has indeed encountered difficulties. Let's wait."
"Don't worry about this day. If you don't give it to me tomorrow, I will go to the county to file a complaint."
Seeing that the people were about to leave, the instigator among the crowd also burst into laughter.
One day, a few hundred taels?
Either he looks down on Jiang Yang, or he doesn't regard Jiang Yang as a human being at all. How could he collect so much money in such a short period of time?
Go to hell.
Are you still using your own black gauze hat as a guarantee?
...
What happened at the county government office soon reached Wang Yuanwai's ears. Hearing Jiang Yang's behavior, Wang Yuanwai burst into laughter.
"They are too young and too reckless. They are just a bunch of untouchables. So why not give them money?"
"He also used his black gauze hat as a guarantee. If he had no money, those common people would be enough for him to drink a pot."
Wang Jianchuan carefully beat the king's legs and whispered: "Then his position as county magistrate is over?"
"Otherwise? There are only two ways for the county government to make money. The first is to collect taxes. How can he collect taxes before sowing has begun? The second is to ask for money from the superiors. Even if the superiors agree, he will not have enough time."
Wang Yuanwai put down the tea cup with a smile and said: "Unless..."
"Unless what?" Wang Jianchuan asked nervously.
Wang Yuan smiled and said: "Unless the gods give him a sum of money again, it will be difficult for the gods to save him."
This is like if you promised to pay him back 50,000 yuan the next day when you were penniless in the future, how could you earn 50,000 yuan a day?
Dreaming?
After hearing this, Wang Jianchuan laughed and said: "Master, that boy's black gauze hat must be gone. Then you can give me a few words to see if I can become the county magistrate?"
When Wang Yuanwai heard this, he kicked Wang Jianchuan to the corner and said angrily: "Do you know why people like dogs? Because dogs know what they can eat and what they can't eat. Look at you.
In what way is he as virtuous as a county magistrate? Gungungun."
Wang Jianchuan didn't dare to resist at all. He nestled in the corner and shivered. When he heard the order, he crawled out like a dog.
Just as he passed by the door, Wang Yuanwai said: "Stop."
Thinking that he had changed his mind, Wang Jianchuan turned his head happily, but heard Wang Yuan say: "The dozens of taels of silver that the county government took out were handed over to me in the treasury. That is not what you should take."
"Yes." Wang Jianchuan's expression turned pale and he stepped back.
...
At this time, a shout came from outside Wang Yuanwai's house.
"White sugar, the sugar that was given as tribute to the emperor, sold at a cheap price!" The person who came was wearing coarse cloth clothes and a straw hat, carrying two baskets on a burden.
The basket was covered with white cloth.
It seemed that he was too tired from walking, so he leaned under the stone lion outside Wang Yuan's palace, unscrewed the water belt around his waist and drank a few sips of water.
"Go, go, is this a place where you can stand? Go away." A middle-aged man in a gray robe at the door waved the man away.
Small traders and hawkers are not allowed to use the countertops, so don't make the place dirty.
Seeing the hawker stand up, the middle-aged man wiped the edge of the stone lion with his sleeve, looked at the hawker with disgust and said, "Get out of here."
The hawker wasn't angry either. He walked forward with a smile and said, "Sir, I have some good stuff here. Why don't you take a look at the stuff from the south that was given as tribute to the emperor?"
"You? Pay tribute to the Emperor? Pu." The middle-aged man looked up and down, then burst into laughter.
What can I offer to the Emperor with my poor appearance?
Seeing that the middle-aged man turned around and was about to leave, Wang Chen, who turned into a hawker, hurriedly stopped him and said, "Sir, please take a look before you talk. Let's take a look first."