The mage in the late Qing Dynasty

Prairie people are more straightforward in what they say and do.

But if you want to say that they are careless, that is pure nonsense.

Che Hezha and Shengfu are obviously more scheming, Che Hezha is a bit cunning, and Shengfu has a face that can't be wiped off despite his smart appearance, and he looks like he can be easily coerced.

For meals, a table is set up in the courtyard.

Nothing special, just a bowl of egg fried rice, a bowl of cold cabbage and pickles, and a large bowl of milk tea with milk skin.

Shengfu said with some embarrassment: "Prefect Zhao lives a simple life and the food is so simple."

Zhao Chuanxin took a spoon and spooned a bowl of milk tea to his apprentice and Rebecca Levi and said: "Although the landlords have a lot of food, not a single grain is superfluous."

"..."

Che and Zha always felt that there was something in Zhao Chuanxin's words.

When everyone was seated, the meal was served.

Zhao Chuanxin brought the bowl first and started eating, while the others used their chopsticks.

Zhao Chuanxin said: "Today's task is very heavy. Have you seen the lady next to me? She will be the chief accounting office of our Lubin Mansion from now on and will be responsible for taxation. Who knows the style of writing and reminders you brought? Arithmetic, who had done similar work before, assigned Rebecca to do the work.”

Not only the five people, but also Yao Jia, Hu Da and Hu Er were surprised.

Rebecca Levi was a little shy and lowered her head slightly.

Upon seeing this, Zhao Chuanxin patted the table dissatisfied: "Rebecca, don't bow your head. The general office must look like the general office, otherwise how can we convince the public?"

Bulonga was a bit stubborn, and he said whatever he thought in his heart: "Prefect Zhao, how can a woman become an official? There is no precedent? The court also..."

"There is no imperial court. Whatever I, Zhao Chuanxin, want to do is a precedent and no one can control it."

Brounga was scolded, but had no temper.

The main reason was that Zhao Chuanxin took the lead and killed the Tsarist Russian army to a river of blood, which frightened these five people.

Even Maozi is afraid of him, so what can they do?

Zhao Chuanxin continued: "I have something to say first. If any of your people disobeys discipline and you can't control it, I will teach them how to behave for you."

"Don't dare, don't dare..." Several people expressed their opinions quickly.

"In addition, today, we will take people to Ganjur Temple to reopen the temple fair and collect taxes at the same time. This is a big event. Everyone except the family members will go out to get through the market first before starting other business."

As soon as this statement came out, everyone except Yao Jia was shocked again.

Taxes are a big deal.

Originally, the Bingbei Dao was responsible, and the five-wing general manager sent someone to collect it.

Zhao Chuanxin took over, so obviously, the taxes collected by Zhao Chuanxin would not be handed over to Bing Beidao in full.

Zhang Shouzeng hesitated to speak, and finally said nothing.

It is true that Zhao Chuanxin is too arbitrary and authoritative and cannot be criticized.

Shengfu was particularly embarrassed: "Prefect Zhao, shouldn't Master Song be informed of this matter?"

"What are you informing? From now on, everything will be handed over to the Lubin Mansion." Zhao Chuanxin banged on the table, very leadership-like: "In addition, I have something to inform you. I saw the record in the file, the five-wing soldiers , in addition to salary, are there any preferential treatment of not paying tax?"

Several managers felt their hearts tremble.

I have a bad feeling.

Che Hezha's eyes flashed, and he had to remind Zhao Chuanxin: "Your Majesty, the five-winged soldier, even though he doesn't pay taxes, his salary is only half, and half is full. This is a rule."

Zhao Chuanxin took a big mouthful of rice, swallowed it and said calmly: "From now on, the full amount is the full amount, and there is no such thing as half. In addition, there are also preferential treatment every New Year. We are directly exempted from corvee here, but taxes, From now on, no matter who you owe, you must pay, no less!"

Several people began to twist around and look uneasy.

The egg fried rice, which was originally quite delicious, was tasteless.

That's all for Bingben, what about them?

They are big business.

Zhao Chuanxin glanced at them with a half-smile but not a smile: "Whether it's a profit or a loss, don't rush to a conclusion right now. I said, my soldiers can die in battle, but not starve. You have always suffered from Han officials. Suffering from oppression, the New Deal was implemented, and all Han people were in power. In addition to large-scale reclamation, Russian people occupied land, and Russian soldiers bullied and dominated the market. Now, I will return the power to you to balance the contradiction between Mongolia and Han. As for the Russian people and Russian soldiers, Haha, they have to spit out everything they take. Not only do you have to pay taxes, but you are not allowed to exploit them at will in the future. All taxes can only be collected by the Lubin Mansion Accounting Office. I will collect them how I decide. "

Che and Zha had already put down their chopsticks, their brows full of anxiety, and they frequently winked at the others, wanting to unite to resist.

Zhao Chuanxin has sharp eyes, and he never loses face. He will report any grudges on the spot and say what he has to say on the spot.

He stared at Che and Zha: "What, there's sand in your eyes? Do you need me to check for you?"

Che Hezha: "..."

I'm Zhuo, the new prefect is really, really intolerant of others.

Zhao Chuanxin sneered: "Don't you give me that trick of grouping and boycotting. It worked in the past, but it won't work in my Zhao Chuanxin place in the future. If you have any opinions, you must raise them in person. Whoever has an opinion is the one to say it. If it is reasonable, I will adopt it." There will be a meeting to discuss the irrationality. Whoever is behind his back is making things difficult for me, and I am making things difficult for his whole family."

Che and Zha were sweating profusely.

"This, this, I don't dare, I don't dare..."

"I dare not do my best." Zhao Chuanxin continued: "Do things one by one. The top priority right now is the gathering at Ganzhuer Temple. Let's get this done first."

Whether it is a profit or a loss, the person who feels the most deeply about it is Batang A.

Zhao Chuanxin settled the issue of their grazing land in an understatement, which was a big deal for their Sauron tribe.

He felt that Zhao Chuanxin was not lying.

So he immediately stepped into the role and said: "Master Magistrate, although the soldiers have arrived, they are all skilled, but we have no weapons, especially quick guns. If we maintain order in this way, I am afraid it will not be enough to deter us."

The proficiency he mentioned was definitely inconsistent with what Zhao Chuanxin required.

But Zhao Chuanxin didn't say anything.

He shoveled all the rice into his mouth, stood up and said, "Follow me."

Regardless of whether they finished eating or not, they quickly put down their chopsticks and followed Zhao Chuanxin.

The barracks that had just been cleaned up behind was opened by Zhao Chuanxin.

The fifth manager, Hu Da and Hu Er looked at each other and their eyes widened.

I blanched...it was full of guns.

Mosin Nagant M1891, Berdan M1870, and a few Winchester M1895, Japanese Type 30, a few Mosin Nagant revolvers...

Tsarist Russia, which has been strong for a century, has experienced a shortage of weapons and a wide variety of equipment due to several wars.

Many weapons are on the verge of elimination, such as the Berdan M1870, but they are still equipped in road protection teams.

As for the Japanese Type 30 rifle, it was captured by Zhao Chuanxin before. It only has a gun and very little ammunition.

"We can't unify the system for the time being, so we can bring people to pick it up and use it for the time being. Every night, except for the patrol soldiers, all the others must be returned to the warehouse and strictly inspected every day."

During the start-up period, you can only make do.

Bodigrile swallowed his saliva: "I am immortal, so many quick guns..."

He spoke out what everyone wanted.

Zhao Chuanxin waved his hand: "Stop the ink stains and quickly bring someone to get the gun. We are going to the temple fair right now. Yang Sangdaxi, you are counting at the door. At the moment, you are only counting the total number, not the categories. When you hand it back, you just need to match the numbers." ."

Yang Sangda bent over happily: "Yes, sir."

He originally thought that Lubin Mansion had no future, but now it seems that he was thinking hastily.

This prefect is definitely a capable person.

In just one day, I had the people I needed, the guns I needed, and I even had the money.

Noisy and noisy, no order to get guns.

Only the five stewards who kept scolding him could restrain the excited and commotion of the prairie man.

Everyone carries a gun, which was something I couldn't even think of before.

In the original history, all of them were carrying guns. It was when that bitch Wu Sadi brought out 500 quick guns and instigated the five-wing general manager to rebel.

Now that Zhao Chuanxin is here, this kind of thing will never happen.

Zhao Chuanxin frowned when he saw them making a fuss and being disorganized.

When things got urgent, he didn't have time to train these rabble.

If the insurance team is like this, the Japanese will not be afraid.

After everyone got their guns, Zhao Chuanxin led the team and mounted their horses suddenly.

Except for the soldiers guarding the home, except for Yang Sangdaxi and Zhang Shouzeng, the others, including Rebecca Levi and Yao Bing, all set out on the road.

What Zhao passed on was a tall Don horse.

He was familiar with the nature of the Don horse, and because of the heart of the Holy Spirit, the horse was very cooperative.

Yao Bing was excited at first and kept talking about "fighting", but soon he got tired.

Riding a horse is actually a chore.

Ganzhuer Temple is located on the left boundary of Xinba-Erhu.

After running for a long time, everyone arrived.

After getting her feet on the ground, Rebecca Levy walks a little giddy.

Zhao Chuanxin held Yao Bing with his left hand and helped her with his right hand: "Are you okay?"

"It's okay." Rebecca Levi insisted through gritted teeth.

She is today's protagonist.

The grassland outside Ganzhuer Temple is densely packed with yurts as far as the eye can see.

Countless cattle, sheep, camels, and camel carts are here.

The crowd was bustling.

Many people held rosary beads in their hands, worshiped and chanted scriptures.

There are also those who are skilled in craftsmanship, holding small porcelain dishes filled with paint, and helping to repair and color the old wooden murals in the Ganjur Temple.

Seeing a group of armed soldiers approaching, the crowd began to commotion.

The people with five wings recognized their clansmen, and seeing how majestic their clansmen were, they couldn't help but say hello from afar.

Not long after, several Han Bi Tie Shi and Zuo Ling came to inquire about the situation.

Zhao Chuanxin stepped forward with a cigarette in his mouth and threw his seal over: "I am Zhao Chuanxin, the prefect of Lubin Prefecture. My people will take over this place. You will assist me."

Zuo Ling couldn't believe it and said bluntly: "When did taxation become managed by Lubin Mansion?"

Zhao Chuanxin raised his hand and slapped him away.

Snapped!

Zuo Ling staggered after being slapped, covering his face and looking at Zhao Chuanxin in disbelief.

Zhao Chuanxin pointed at him with a cigarette between his fingers and said, "From now on."

The five general managers looked at each other.

I'm so domineering!

Zuo Ling gritted his teeth and said, "Just wait, I will report it to Mr. Song right now."

Putting down his harsh words, he got on his horse and ran away.

Zhao Chuanxin dismissed it.

He twisted his neck, flicked his cloak, and a log appeared in front of him.

This was something he had already prepared for.

He took out the elf carving knife and slashed it five times.

Zhao Chuanxin slashed horizontally under the log.

brush……

The log split into four pieces, and four boards of the same thickness and width came out.

The cross-section of the board is very smooth and neat, showing the sharpness of the elf carving knife.

Zhao Chuanxin cut the edge of the board neatly, holding the nail in his mouth, took out the hammer and asked someone to hold it, and banged it with a clang, and instantly made a wide and long table top.

Zhao Chuanxin threw the hammer to Che Hezha casually: "Have someone nail the table legs, set up the table, and prepare to start trading."

Everyone was dumbfounded.

How is this done?

Simply unbelievable.

No wonder Zhao Chuanxin didn't take anything, but he had a plan in mind.

It turns out that you really just need to bring people with you.

It's easy to get things done when there are a lot of people, so everyone worked together. Not only did they prop up the table, they also nailed a few small wooden benches.

Zhao Chuanxin took out pen, ink, paper, inkstone and ink pad.

The bronze seal of the accounting firm was engraved on site for Rebecca Levy.

He also called Bi Tie Shi Yang Sang'a and asked him: "How was the tax collected before? By the number of animals, or by the number of pounds?"

Yang Sang'a said respectfully: "When I return to the magistrate, I will calculate the tax neither by head nor by catty. I will count the amount of silver. The livestock transaction tax is 3 cents per tael of silver; the fur tax is 3 cents and 6% per tael of silver..."

When Zhao Chuanxin heard this, he found it interesting.

This tax collection method is very reasonable.

No matter how many heads, kilograms or skins you trade, it will only be calculated based on the total transaction amount, which is very accurate.

He thought for a while and asked: "How to calculate the fire consumption?"

After all, the transaction is not only silver dollars and silver ingots, but also broken silver.

"As usual, the fire consumption takes the credit," Yang Sang'a said.

Yongzheng still had his moments.

Returning to the public with a single hand of fire consumption can be regarded as a good deed for the people.

Rebecca Levi next to her also had the courage to listen.

She didn't do this.

Zhao Chuanxin has never done it either.

But there are always people who have done it, such as the pen-post style Yang Sang-ah in front of me.

Zhao Chuanxin asked carefully, and Yang Sang'a didn't dare to answer without any hesitation.

Rebecca Levi listened and took notes carefully, taking notes with a fountain pen in English, because she was better at English than Chinese.

In addition to livestock and fur trading, there were also daily goods for the common people such as rice, oil, salt, ginger, vinegar, tea, tobacco, and wine.

Except for livestock and furs, all transactions are small. If the transaction amount is slightly larger, tax will be paid, but if the transaction amount is smaller, no tax will be paid. There are no fixed rules.

After figuring this out, Zhao Chuanxin told the five general managers: "Send people to go among the people to announce that trading will begin now, and everyone who trades will come to register and pay taxes."

Although it is a grass-roots team, it is easy to get things done when there are many people.

People rode horses and ran among the many yurts.

Due to repeated delays, the total number of people attending this temple fair reached a record high.

Che Hezha was good at calculating. He took a quick look and said to Zhao Chuanxin: "Prefect, the number of people attending this temple fair is probably as high as 15,000."

He felt Zhao Chuanxin was offended because he had winked at others before, and now he was eager to show off, so he reminded him verbally.

Zhao Chuanxin was surprised: "So many people?"

Che Hezha nodded: "Because there were people who made trouble and stole and robbed before, Bingbeidao ordered the transaction to be postponed. They first suppressed the bandits and appeased the people before trading. As a result of the delay, the people of all banners were gathered together."

Just as he said this, Yao Jia, who had walked into the crowd before, hurried back.

He whispered in Zhao Chuanxin's ear: "The people I'm looking for have already told me that they won't cause trouble again, but the others can't guarantee that."

Zhao Chuanxin nodded inconspicuously.

This is the secret between the two of them.

Yao Jia's words were not without purpose. The people causing trouble were not only the people he was looking for, but also others.

I saw a few big-bodied Russian businessmen, their faces red from drinking, pushing a few herdsmen from other places, and kept yelling and cursing.

When soldiers came to take care of it, the Russian businessmen not only were not afraid, but even pulled the soldiers off their horses.

The soldiers were angry but did not dare to take action.

For a long time, Tsarist Russia has been domineering and oppressive on the border. No one is willing to stand up for the grassland herdsmen. They are all used to being bullied.

Yao Jia smiled bitterly and said to Zhao Chuanxin: "Actually, sometimes I just play a role in fueling the flames. It is said that people come to make trouble every year, especially Tsarist Russian traders."

Zhao Chuanxin handed Yao Bing to Rebecca Levi and came forward with the five-wing manager.

A few Russian businessmen over there were still insulting the herdsmen and soldiers.

"You filthy pigs, cowardly fools, you are still refusing to open the market, asking us to wait. Today I must give you some color, so that you know what a real man is..."

The soldier struggled hard, but only on his horse, but did not dare to fight back.

Even the horses under his crotch were a little bit irritated.

The Russian businessman was cursing when he suddenly leaned back.

He was pulled by a strong force and fell to the ground involuntarily.

Then he saw Zhao Chuanxin.

Zhao Chuanxin raised his leg and stomped it hard!

Click.

Click.

Click!

The Russian merchant only screamed for the first time, and when the second foot came down, his consciousness began to fade.

When he stepped down on the third step, his head was already tilted to the side, and his whole face was bloody.

Zhao Chuanxin slowly raised his leg and gave it a final kick.

Click!

The remaining three Russian businessmen were trembling with fear and pointed at Zhao Chuanxin: "You, you, you are so bold."

Zhao Chuanxin looked at the soldier on the horse and asked him: "Who are you from?"

"I, I..." The soldier was also horrified and stammered: "The people of the New Baer Tiger Left Banner."

Zhao Chuanxin said coldly: "Next time I see you and you don't fight back, go back and herd the cattle. Don't let me see you again. Do you hear me?"

The man's eyes turned red: "Prefect, I..."

"Shut up."

"yes."

Herdsmen from all over the area were talking about it.

They were asking, where did this fierce man come from?

At this time, Zhao Chuanxin pointed his fingers at the other three people: "Come here and talk."

Although the three of them continued to curse fiercely, they did not dare to step forward.

Zhao Chuanxin saw a hammer for blacksmithing placed at the door of the yurt next to him. He picked it up, activated his violent armor, and was in front of a person in an instant.

The hammer struck in his hand.

puff……

What a miserable old man.

Red and white...

Throwing away the hammer, Zhao Chuanxin swept and kicked.

The second person was simply swept to the ground.

Zhao Chuanxin stepped forward, picked up the collar with one hand and the crotch with the other, pressed it down violently, raised his knees and pushed it against him.

Click!

"Forehead……"

The man let out a muffled groan, his eyes straightened, and his body trembled.

It seemed like there was something wrong with his spine, he wasn't dead, but he couldn't move anymore.

Zhao Chuanxin threw the person aside as if throwing away garbage, and walked towards the last person.

"Don't come here, don't come here, I am a Russian citizen, I am protected by the Tsar..."

This man was so frightened that he peed and his crotch was completely wet.

"Haha." Zhao Chuanxin bared his teeth and smiled: "I can't protect you even if Nicholas II comes today. I, Zhao Chuanxin, said so!"

As he approached, the man actually took out a short knife from his waist in an attempt to defend himself.

Zhao Chuanxin suddenly bullied him. The man didn't react. He held the knife and shook it, and Zhao Chuanxin snatched the knife away.

Zhao Chuanxin held the short sword upside down, one, two, three, four, five, six...

The shoulders, arms, upper waist, thighs... Zhao Chuanxin stabbed N knives in many places as fast as lightning.

The knife rotated in the palm of the hand, held upright, and stabbed into the brain from the lower jaw.

The man fell straight down, as defenseless as a child from beginning to end.

Zhao Chuanxin spat: "Ah... tui! Listen carefully, my name is Zhao Chuanxin, the prefect of Xinxin Lubin Prefecture. From now on, this place will be under my protection. Anyone who is oppressed by the Russians should come to me; taxes are only If you collect taxes once, who dares to take extra advantage, come to me. The ugly words come first, this is my first time to collect taxes, and whoever dares to evade taxes and do not handle it according to the law, I will make you so painful that you will doubt your life. Don't say anything. Preliminarily, no matter who comes, Nicholas II or the imperial court, it won’t work!”

All the people looked at each other.

This is the first time I have seen the prefect who kills people without blinking an eye.

This was the first time I saw the prefect who killed Russians without blinking an eye.

Killing people is as simple as eating and drinking. The prefect with explosive force is unprecedented and unprecedented.

But after hearing Zhao Chuanxin's self-report, anyone who had heard of Zhao Chuanxin was shocked and said, "Mr. Zhao actually became the prefect of Lubin Prefecture?"