At the entrance of Immortals Gathering Hall.
A young master was pointing arrogantly at a group of minor officials in front of him and berated angrily,
"What tax? Didn't I already give it to you before?
Let me give you a piece of advice. Don't take advantage of me. Do you really think I'm so easy to talk to?”
The small official opposite him had a fawning smile on his face. He bowed and apologized,
"Young Master Zhou, don't be angry. Don't be angry. Didn't I say so?
This lowly one was also under the orders of my family's Lord Minister, that's why this lowly one came out to do business.
According to my lord, the tax you paid last time was not enough for this shop. You have to make up for it!”
When the young master heard this, he frowned and looked impatient.
He didn't pay any attention to this minor official. Instead, he turned to look at his subordinate at the side and shouted,
"What are you all doing? Were they watching the show from the side?
Can't you see that someone is blocking the entrance? How are we going to do business later?
Hurry up and chase her away!"
Young Master Zhou had just finished speaking.
The subordinates standing at the side were like hungry tigers pouncing on their prey after receiving the order.
He pounced towards the panicked officials.
After a series of wails and howls, the small officials curled up on the ground, their bodies covered in footprints.
A few of the minor officials started to bleed from the corners of their mouths.
Young Master Zhou, who was standing at the door, looked at the scene with a cold expression. He looked at the small official curled up on the ground and sneered.
Previously, when the Ministry of Revenue sent people to collect taxes.
Young Master Zhou looked at these lowly officials and simply threw a few taels of silver and sent them away.
He originally thought that this matter was over.
However, who would have thought that less than a day had passed since he had received the reward money.
The small officials who collected taxes left and returned.
Then, he told him that after the emperor had seen the tax details, he said that his immortal abode would be calculated according to the scale and type of business. If the amount of business tax was insufficient, he would have to pay it back?
When Young Master Zhou heard this, he immediately scoffed.
And the emperor said that he didn't pay enough taxes.
If that was the case, the ones who came to collect the business tax would not be these petty officials.
It should be the East Chamber or the Jinyiwei.
Furthermore, Young Master Zhou did not believe that the Minister of Revenue, Wang Yan, would dare to say in front of the Emperor that Huixian Hall was his Zhou family's property.
However, after hearing the minor official's words, Young Master Zhou recalled something.
The last time these petty officials came to collect taxes, Zhou Ying had heard that Zhang Lun, that fool, had handed over more than ten thousand taels in one go.
When Zhou Ying heard the news, she laughed for a long time.
But now that he thought about it, even if the emperor could say that the tax was not paid enough, he would not be able to do it.
Perhaps it was because when the Emperor was looking at the tax details, he saw the ten thousand taels of silver that Zhang Lun had paid.
If it wasn't for Zhang Lun's 10,000 taels of tax, perhaps this wouldn't have happened.
……
The surrounding crowd looked at the petty officials lying on the ground and could not help but reveal mocking expressions.
"Are these guys crazy? He actually dared to provoke Young Master Zhou Ying. This was the eldest young master of Marquis Qingyun's Zhou family. Was he that easy to provoke? Do these people want to die?"
"They didn't even think about it. Even if they took the money, is it that easy to take money from Marquis Qingyun's family?”
"That's true. Even if we hand over the task here, what about the future? He wasn't afraid that the Zhou family would take revenge in the future! You have to know that I've heard that there was once…"
"Shut up! Brother, are you tired of living? I slipped up!"
Just as this person was about to continue speaking, someone suddenly stopped him in a low voice.
However, the person who spoke was not angry after hearing this person's low voice.
When he came back to his senses, he had a look of lingering fear on his face. He was even more grateful to the person who had reminded him, and he clasped his hands in thanks.
He turned around and left quickly.
The surrounding commoners discussed animatedly and whispered among themselves. They stood in the distance and quietly watched everything.
As for the officials from the Ministry of Revenue, they looked dejected as they struggled to get up.
The person in the lead held his stomach and staggered forward. He returned to Zhou Ying's side and tried his best to put on a fawning expression. He bowed and continued,
"Young Master Zhou, your status is noble, so don't make things difficult for us.
The previous tax details had been submitted, and the emperor was already furious.
Not only will I not be able to do my job, but if the Emperor were to investigate in the future, Young Master will also be in trouble.”
When Zhou Ying heard this, her expression immediately turned cold. She stared coldly at the minor official in front of her and said in a cold tone,
"Are you threatening me?"
When the small official heard this, he was stunned. When he saw Young Master Zhou's expression, his expression instantly became terrified. He waved his hand in panic and quickly explained,
"Young Master Zhou is mistaken! Young Master Zhou misunderstood! This lowly one was only stating a fact, how could there be a threat?”
However, Zhou Ying, who was opposite him, acted as if she did not hear the words of this minor official.
His expression turned vicious, and his words seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth.
"I've lived for so many years and have never been threatened by anyone.
Beat this person to death. If anything happens, I'll take responsibility!”
Following Zhou Ying's cold words, the group of subordinates who had already retreated to the side rushed forward again and began to punch and kick the petty official who had come forward.
The minor official who had been kicked to the ground wailed as he curled up on the ground with his head in his hands.
However, with so many people's punches and kicks suddenly concentrated on him, how could his weak body withstand it?
As the punches and kicks continued, his wails began to weaken.
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