The tax books for several years are not small projects, they are piled on the table in a thick stack.

The book is scribbled in its handwriting and is written in cursive calligraphy, which is specially for review officials of the six departments to read.

I can't understand the font that I have never learned before.

Song Yao frowned and was displeased, "What's going on in the Nanxun County Magistrate? I know you are a woman in the boudoir, why don't you change the font before sending it? Who can understand this?"

Song Zhao's rose-like lips bent slightly, leaned against the chair and flipped lazily, saying in an unknown way, "He probably just doesn't want me to understand, so that I feel that the account is complicated and throw the stamping matter to him."

Song Yao didn't understand, Liu Ye frowned even more, "It's so difficult to see the account, and there are still people who want to take on this mental work?"

Song Yao is now in the house of his husband and mother-in-law, and he knows the cumbersome accounts.

It was just a commoner in the inner husband, which made her exhausted and wanted to be a hand-off manager.

Not to mention that this is tax accounting...there are all kinds of tax payment matters, various personnel details...

Mom, I'm bald just thinking about it.

Didn't you see the officials in charge of reviewing taxes in various places? Are they all bald?

Song Zhao supported his chin with one hand, tilted his head and licked his lips, "What if he... steals... taxes... taxes... take the opportunity to eat oil and water?

Sister, you know the truth that wealth is moving!”

Song Yao nodded, "I understand that even in the civil servants, there are all women and girls who are cheating and cheating, but they are trying hard to take advantage of it. I have caught several of them before..."

As he said that, Song Yao suddenly opened his eyes wide, "Little sister, do you mean that the county magistrate is exercising taxes on the fief?"

Song Zhao turned the pages thrillingly, his little head swayed proudly, and said in a cute and sly manner, "Oh, look, my sister has already found something is wrong~"

Song Yao’s focus is, “Can you understand madness?”

Song Zhao smiled and said, "I have read it in the book before, so I wrote it down."

Song Yao's brows jumped, feeling helpless, "We are also studying in the Mansion School, why did I not understand it after reading it many times... Why are you so smart? Fortunately, I am the sister!"

Song Zhao left the account book, squatted in front of Song Yao, pressed his ears on Song Yao's big belly, and said in a soft voice, "Perhaps... I want my sister to take on the task of protecting my sister and protecting my little nephew."

Song Yao listened, and the tip of his nose felt sore.

For some reason.

From Song Zhao's words, she felt infinite emotion.

It seems that she had married and had a child before... but in the end, she left nothing behind.

Song Yao touched Song Zhao's hair bun and said gently, "So now there is something wrong with the account book? Then the county magistrate touched your taxes, right?

That's all you have to bring people here and ask for a lot of questions."

"Maybe it's not just torture..." Song Zhao's eyes were sinister.

She remembered it.

In the last life, a large-scale peasant uprising occurred in Nanxun.

Those peasants claimed to be bullied by capitalism and felt that the great prosperity dynasty was under the dark rule, so they combined uprising, occupied Nanxun, and established themselves as kings!

The incident caused a sensation, and in the end, he used his father's military power to calm down.

Moreover, for some reason, the powerful ministers were also involved in the uprising. The peasant uprising he was slandered behind his back and oppressed, which gained a reputation for being infamous for thousands of years.

Thinking about it now, Song Zhao felt that it was impossible for the peasants to revolt without reason.

The problem is most likely, it lies in these taxes.

The Nanxun County Magistrate was very good at making accounts at a glance and deliberately made the words cursive, probably because he knew that she could calculate and didn't want her to understand.
Chapter completed!