However, at this moment, Li Shimin was still drinking and talking with the ministers at the table.

He thought it would be safe for Li Lizhi to follow Li Chengfeng. Who knew that after Li Lizhi and Li Chengfeng had a fight, they rushed out alone?

...

On the streets of Chang'an in November, the hot sun hangs high above the sky.

On the street, teams of royal soldiers and horses stood in neat rows, surrounding the West Pavilion Restaurant.

There are crowds of people on the streets, and everyone knows that there is a powerful person living in the Xixiang Pavilion Restaurant today, namely the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty, Li Shimin.

Chang'an Street still returned to its former prosperity, but Li Chengfeng could not find Li Lizhi.

Under the sun, Li Chengfeng and Wu Xu walked together.

"Selling sesame cakes, selling big sesame cakes!"

On the left corner, there was a clamor from hawkers.

Li Chengfeng turned his head and saw that it was an old man selling sesame cakes.

Li Chengfeng looked at Wu Xu and said, "Xiao Wu, haven't you eaten it just now? You still eat sesame cakes, won't you lose your stomach?"

"Well...I'm not full!"

Looking at Wu Xu's big watery eyes, mixed with a hint of innocence and innocence, Li Chengfeng couldn't help but shake his head helplessly, and said as he walked: "I just asked you to eat a little more, you won't eat it, but now I'll have to eat sesame cakes when I go out.

I bought it this time, and I want to find my sister Princess Changle. Who knows where she went? If she encounters danger, it would be bad!"

"Yeah, thank you, the Eighth Prince!"

Wu Xu smiled happily, then followed Li Chengfeng with a jumping leap.

When Li Chengfeng came to the side of the selling sesame cakes, bought two sesame cakes and gave them to Wu Xu.

He saw an old man selling candied haws next to him, and he wiped the blood left on his nose while wiping his tears.

"Go and go, go there, have you paid the stall fee? No stall fee is paid, who allows you to sell candied haws here? Why don't you get out of here?"

Suddenly, a domineering voice came.

Li Chengfeng turned his head and saw that it was a young fat man, who came over with a group of strong men and thugs.

The ones who sell sesame cakes, the ones who sell candied haws, and the vendors who set up stalls all looked at the young man with confusion!

The fat man smiled, opened the folding fan in his hand and fanned himself, professing his graceful appearance, and said with a smile: "Havengers, I'm really going to hide my father's promotion. My father is now the third-rank censor of the court, in charge of the court.

The whole streets and alleys of Chang'an City.”

"So logically speaking, this Chang'an Street should not be your private property, so from today on, the vendors who do business here will have to pay the stall fee, and each person will pay five taels of silver every month

!If you don’t pay, I will ask someone to smash your stall and break your legs, and see if you dare not pay the stall fee?"

The man's words instantly ignited everyone's anger.

Li Chengfeng also frowned slightly and looked at the young man.

It seems that there are really many bullies on Chang'an Street. Some people dare to collect stall fees after a day of broad daylight?

Does the country have this regulation? In Li Chengfeng's impression, I have never heard of it before. Is there a stall fee to charge for setting up a stall on the street?

This is the Tang Dynasty, not the 21st century?

In an instant, all the vendors were angry.

The old man who sold sesame cakes immediately shouted: "Who set the rules? We used to buy things here, but we never had to pay for the stall fee. Why did we start asking for them today?"

The young fat man smiled and said, "Hehe, you don't understand this, right? It used to be the past, now is now!"

"This year's Tang Dynasty is a year of severe drought. The national grain tax has been exempted from everyone. In addition, a lot of grain has been distributed as subsidies. So, I'm asking everyone to collect taxes and fees for some stalls, isn't it too much?"

"Excessive, who sets the rules? I'll talk to him now!" said the old man selling sesame cakes.

Another old lady who bought cloth also said, "Yes, we are doing small businesses, we can only make some money to support our family. Why do we have to collect stall fees now? Who sets the rules?

?”

"That's right, who sets the rules?"

A group of vendors, one by one, looked at the fat man inexplicably.

The young fat man said, "Okay, that young master will tell you now, who set the rules! That is, the current Emperor of the Tang Dynasty!"

"What? Is the rule set by the emperor? This is impossible. How could the emperor charge our stall fee?"

"Yes, the emperor is unparalleled and righteous, and it is impossible for us ordinary people to charge the stall fees!"

When the fat man said the word "The Emperor", all the vendors dared not speak loudly.

Because at this moment, the emperor was having a meal in the West Pavilion Restaurant.

Li Chengfeng also looked at the fat man and frowned tightly.

Beside Li Chengfeng, Wu Xu pulled Li Chengfeng's clothes and said, "Eighth Prince, are we still going to find Princess Changle?"

Li Chengfeng nodded and said, "Don't worry, let's see what this fat man is going to do first? He dares to make trouble to my Li Chengfeng's territory? He's tired of living!"

...

The fat man continued, "Think about it, this world is the emperor's world. The land you step on is the emperor's land! In the recent severe drought, the emperor has gone to the tax on your food, but he proposed another

The new rule is that you must pay your own labor taxes! For example, if you set up stalls here, you will have to collect stall fees in the future! Each person will have five taels of silver per month. If anyone doesn't give it to you, who will not be able to do so in the future.

Do business here!"

The fat man was very sarcastic, which made the vendors stunned.

He said this was the rule set by the emperor, so who else dares to disobey these ordinary people?

"Oh, we earn so much money every month and maintain our household income. Now we have to pay a tax of five taels of silver? This can't make people live!"

"That's right, but the land we are stepping on is the emperor's territory. If we don't pay taxes to the emperor, the emperor will not let us set up stalls in the future!"

"Old Li, do you pay taxes?"

"I'm just paying it. I'll make less than five taels of silver in a month. If I pay taxes, wouldn't I have to pay for it? Oh, forget it, I won't do this business in the future. I'll sign up to dig up the big ones.

When you go to the canal, you can earn 5 gold every month. Although it is a little bit hard, it is worth it!"

"But can you survive your body?"

"What's the solution? I have a grandchild to support me. My father has joined the army. I am the only one old man at home. I have to support my grandson!"
Chapter completed!