Of all the people who entered the city, the most popular soldiers guarding the gates were adventurers and caravans. Those people have the highest taxes, and the most generous extra money, because if you look carefully, you can always find one or two contraband items on those people. After all, no one wants to make trouble!

So when they saw these two young men dressed as swordsmen, they drove their carriages to the city gate, and several soldiers ran up to stop them, and shouted skillfully, "Two men, a loaded wagon, collect the city tax of one gold and twelve silver coins." ”

The two men who came were none other than Dipu and Kho. Today they were going into the city to remove the coffin and buy some furniture and other daily necessities. Dipu's magic robes were all damaged, so today he was dressed as a swordsman, just like Kay.

In the face of a few janitors, Dipu will not be polite. He shouted, "Get out of the way! I'm a magician." ”

Of course, there will be exceptions to the collection of the entrance tax, such as magicians, nobles, etc., who do not have to pay it.

And after listening to Dipu's words, these soldiers were a little puzzled, these two people didn't look like magicians, right?

"May I ask who you are?" asked one soldier again.

"I'm Baron Dipp, Lord of the Black-Eyed Lords. Dipu didn't want to talk nonsense, and immediately revealed his identity.

"Oh!" Realizing that there was no oil and water, several soldiers bowed and prepared to get out of the way. Nor did they suspect that this aristocratic status was a fake. Civilians pretending to be nobles are guilty of killing on the spot. I went into the city again. Not many crooks would do such a stupid thing in order to escape a few city taxes.

But suddenly one of the soldiers remembered something, and he muttered to his companion, "Isn't the Lord of the Black Eyes dead?"

The soldier's muttering was not loud, but it was loud enough for Dipp to hear. Dipu gave Kai a blank look, with a "look at the good things you have done" expression.

And Kei also coughed a few times in embarrassment: "Ahem! I made a mistake the other day." Lord Dipu is not actually dead. This one is. ”

But after such a toss, the soldiers did not dare to let Dipu and them into the city, and who knew whether the black-eyed lord was really dead or alive? ”

But this time is not a short time, a full time of half an hourglass. By the time a drunken officer appeared, Dipp had waited a little impatiently.

"Who? who is it?" the officer looked at the two of them, and his tone was rather unkind. In the tavern, the officer was having a hot fight with the wine lady, but suddenly someone disturbed his interest.

"I'm Baron Dipp. Dipu replied immediately. He didn't want to get entangled with the drunkard much either.

"You—can anyone prove it? Aren't you dead?"

As soon as he heard this, Dipu became a little angry. Anyway, he is also a magician and a nobleman, even if he wants to find out his identity, the officer should have some basic politeness!

"A lot of people in the city have seen me, you can go and ask!" Dipu grimaced, not wanting to talk nonsense.

"Whom?" the officer asked, squinting and crossed. He's clearly making things difficult.

The officer didn't think that Dip was a fake, but it would be better if he had a real person. Besides, the officer had also heard that the Marquis's son, Allen, was not very interested in this waste magician, and if he could make him ugly, he might even be able to get some reward.

Moreover, there were many people at the gate of the city, and Dipu could not attack. Even if that waste magician had the guts to attack, it wouldn't be a big deal, would he be able to unleash his magic?

But Dipu still suppressed his anger and replied, "You can go to the city and find any nobleman, they have all seen me." Or, find the golden butler of the Marquis's Court. ”

"The grown-ups are busy, they don't have time. The officer scoffed, and immediately refused.

By this time, the soldiers at the city gate and the few idlers watching had already seen that the officer was teasing Dipp. They all grinned and gathered around, and pointed at Dipu, just waiting for him to make a mess.

To be honest, at this time Dipu was already angry, but he still did not lose his mind. Beating that officer, it was very simple, even all the soldiers at the city gate were on it, and Dipu alone could easily solve it. But why bother?

Dipu himself is a character who rolls out of the market, and his ability to read words and emotions is quite strong, and he is also quite familiar with the dirty deeds in the market. So for the officer to play his own routine, Dipu has already seen that ** is not far from ten.

From beginning to end, if you only understand the officer's words literally, they are actually based on reason. It is unreasonable for an unknown person to enter Grenville without paying taxes, and to ask the nobles of the city to testify. So what was the result of Dipu's move? Even if he won the war, he would be ridiculed behind his back as a bully.

Could it be that it was for the sake of the entrance tax for more than one gold coin? The reason for doing this is too ridiculous! Obviously, the officer was trying to provoke himself and to play Dipu like a monkey.

Since the officer wanted to provoke himself, then Dip did the opposite. He pretended not to see the officer's tricks, showed a bright smile, and said: "I have heard that Lord Marquis has trained elite soldiers, and even the small soldiers guarding the city gate can fulfill their duties, which is really admirable! I'll give you money, and I'll reward you, master. With that, Dipu took out the money bag in his arms.

And Dipp's change of face was beyond everyone's expectations. Kayi, who was already ready to do it, was full of doubts, and he didn't understand why Dipu swallowed his anger. And the officer seemed to have punched him in the air, almost suffocating his internal injuries. In fact, they didn't know that Dipu had already memorized this face, and he would definitely find a chance to get revenge. And...... Now Tipu has actually begun to tease in turn.

"How much? a gold coin and twelve silver coins?" said Dip, pretending to count the money.

"No......!" the officer hurriedly raised his hand to refuse. He wanted the Dipu Confession, not really the entrance taxes.

"Why? Did I hear me wrong?" Dipper's face was full of confusion, the show was in full swing, "how much is that?"