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Meng Fu said coldly: "Boy, you don't eat fine wine when you toast. It's okay, some people just don't cry when they don't see the coffin. Brothers, take them all down."
When speaking, Meng Fu had already rushed out first. He was carrying a mace, and that mace was swung high in the air. In a blink of an eye, Meng Fu had already rushed to the front of Du Qi's carriage, and the mace fell directly.
Mordo did not bring a hammer along the way, after all, the hammer is heavy and not easy to carry. His hammer was handed over to the soldiers in the rear. And Moredo only had a saber in his waist. Facing the falling mace, the saber unsheathed in an instant, and greeted it with a single blow.
"Clang!!"
When the blade and the mace collide, there is a piercing sound. There was even a ding ding sound, and when the knife swept across, two sharp thorns on the mace had been chopped off.
The force of the impact bounced back and passed into Meng Fu's arm. This mighty force made it difficult for Meng Fu to stabilize his body, he stepped back two steps to stabilize his body, especially the palm of his hand holding the mace felt a little painful and numb.
"Come again!"
Morador drank again.
He stepped forward, swung his knife and chopped off. The knife poured down like a river, and the blade turned into a stream of light and reached the top of Meng Fu's head. Meng Fu couldn't dodge in time, so he could only hold up the mace to resist. At the moment when the two weapons collided, Morador's strength was stronger this time, so that the mace was directly knocked out by the huge force, and fell to the ground with a bang.
The palm of Meng Fu's hand was burning hot, and the tiger's mouth was even slightly cracked. He himself sat on the ground with his ass slumped, with a shocked expression on his face, and he suddenly shouted: "Run!"
All the people under his command are villagers.
It's not a bandit.
Not even thieves.
It can only deal with ordinary people and charge some tolls. The burly and strong man he met right now is extremely powerful, even if there are a few more people like him, he is invincible. Wouldn't it be courting death to continue to step forward at this time?
Therefore, after Meng Fu yelled, the people who were rushing forward stopped their feet one after another, not daring to go any further. And Meng Fu was about to stand up and run away, but just as he stood up, Moredo's knife had already fallen and rested on his neck.
As long as Meng Fu took a step, he would be killed.
"Don't, don't, don't kill me, I won't move." Meng Fu smiled smugly, showing horror and fear, and immediately shouted for mercy.
Du Qi looked at the rest of the fleeing people, and said lightly: "Whoever dares to do so immediately, I will kill him."
As soon as these words came out, everyone stopped running away. Meng Fu was their leader, especially the folks, they were all from the same village, so no one left Meng Fu alone. After a group of people stopped, none of them left in the end.
Du Qi walked forward slowly, looked at Meng Fu and the rest of the people, and said, "You are amazing, a group of ordinary people dare to block the road on the official road to collect tolls."
Meng Fu held his head high and said: "Young master, today we admit to being killed. But this incident is not limited to us here. In other places in Yizhou, there are also villagers who spontaneously organized to collect tolls on the official roads. And from the beginning to the end, we None of them killed anyone, it was just a symbolic collection of money."
Du Qi sneered and said, "Yo, you are right. Tell me, when did this thing start?"
Meng Fudao: "It's almost two years."
"Two years!"
Du Qi thought about it for a while, and co-authored during Luo Yansheng's time, there were Road Hogs on the official roads in Yizhou. Because this group of people collect tolls, they also pick people. They don't provoke people with many people, and they target people with few people. So even if something happened, it never made a big fuss.
It's just that in Gaochang Prefecture, Du Qi didn't meet him all the way. Now, as soon as he entered Yizhou, he encountered such a thing, which made Du Qi very unhappy.
Du Qi asked, "Which village are you from?"
Meng Fudao: "We are from the nearby Danshan Village. The people in our Danshan Village have poor soil quality and are not suitable for farming. Therefore, the people in the village have no source of income, so they came here to collect a little toll."
Speaking of this, Meng Fu knelt down and said: "My lord, you are a big man, please forgive me. We will never do this thing of collecting tolls again. The people of our Danshan Village will not participate again."
Du Qi sneered and said: "With the first time, there will naturally be a second time. You made a mistake, if you are let go now, it is estimated that you will repeat the same tricks soon. What's more, you say you are poor. The appearance is not poor. Although everyone is dressed in ordinary clothes, you don't look like sallow and emaciated."
After a pause, Du Qi continued: "Today's matterFor love, you arrange a person to go back to report the letter, notify the people in the village, and prepare ten pennies to redeem him. Otherwise, none of you will be able to leave. If I killed you today, it would be in vain. "
Boom! !
A crowd of common people had a quarrel.
Ten strings of money.
This is not a small amount!
Even though they used to collect tolls from time to time and each of them had saved some money, ten pennies would still hurt them. One by one started to discuss, and even many people began to shirk and blame themselves.
Du Qi scanned around, and continued: "Shut up, everyone, and arrange for someone to send a message. If you don't notify now, then I will deal with you immediately. Anyway, if you block the road and rob, you will die in vain."
When everyone heard the words, they all shut up.
After Meng Fu heard this, he said decisively: "Meng Lao Er, you go back to the village and inform the clan elder to ask him to raise money. Every household contributes money and collects ten coins to redeem the person."
Most of the people in Danshan Village have the surname Meng.
There are elders in the village.
That's in charge.
Following Meng Fu's voice, Meng Er Er stood up. This is a child in his twenties, not tall, with a thin body, he nodded to Meng Fu, and left as if flying away.
But Meng Fu was not reconciled, and begged for mercy again: "Master, what happened this time is that we have blind eyes, we offended you, and we are willing to make an apology. It's just that you see, can the ten pennies be less?" Some! For the young master, ten pennies is a drop in the bucket, but for us villagers, it is not easy for each family to raise some money."
Du Qidao: "If you come to collect tolls, will it be easy for others to make money?"
Meng Fu smiled mischievously.
He really wanted to get Du Qi's understanding, but he didn't expect that Du Qi would come back as soon as he opened his mouth. Under this premise, Meng Fu didn't know how to continue the conversation.
Du Qidao: "Meng Fu, let me ask you a few questions."
When Meng Fu heard this, a look of hope appeared on his face, and he hurriedly said: "Sir, please tell me."
Du Qi said: "As far as I know, three years of agricultural tax and corvee have been exempted in Yizhou. In addition, there are many factories that need people to work, and many fortifications are advancing. As long as you have the strength and are willing to farm, It¡¯s not hard to make money.¡±
Meng Fu smiled mischievously.
He didn't answer the call.
There are indeed many opportunities in Illinois, as long as they are willing, they can make money. The problem is that after collecting the toll once, many people have an idea after tasting the sweetness.
As Du Qi said, after the first time, there will be a second time. Some people are no longer willing to go out to work to earn money, and they are also unwilling to farm honestly, so they count on collecting tolls to live. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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