"My lord, the lower official only asked, this merchant ship has just collected taxes, and according to the customs tax, one hundred and twenty-one taels of ...... have been collected" The person in front of him was seriously reporting.

Song Han stood at the top of the building, looking at the sea in the distance, listening to the responses of his subordinates, but secretly sighing in his heart.

The first tax bill, a lot of taxes, is a good start?

It is said that everything is difficult at the beginning, and I really hope that everything will go well in Chudi's customs, although the current tariff of 50% is really a bit scary.

You must know that Dayan is a five-percent commercial tax.

It depends on the extent of the sailor's blow, as long as those who dare to smuggle will sink the ship, naturally this is nothing.

To put it bluntly, the key to customs lies in the force of the sailors!

Song Han understood very well why the king kept the three fleets.

"Keep an eye on the nose. , "Micro"

After Song Han gave the order, he went down the high tower and came below.

"Master, are you going back to the house?" Next to the tower, there was a carriage of the Song family parked, and in the wooden shed next to the carriage, there were several attendants of the Song family who were resting, and when they saw Song Han coming over, these people immediately got up and trotted over to listen to the instructions.

"Let's go back. , Song Han said in a deep voice.

There are people stationed on this side to manage it, and if anything happens, someone will send it to the mansion at any time as quickly as possible. Song Han was already a little tired at this time and wanted to go back to rest for a while.

Seeing that their family was going back, these servants of the Song family immediately became busy, driving the door and leading the horse, and they were quickly ready.

Song Han got into the carriage with the help of the servant, the door closed, and the carriage moved.

Along with the carriage there were four or five attendants on horseback to protect them.

The soldiers at several checkpoints outside all recognized the Song family's carriage, and when they saw that it was the Song family's carriage coming, they hurriedly let it go.

"Master of the house, there is a caravan in front of you, do you want them to give way to the carriage?" After not far away, the carriage suddenly stopped, and Song Han was about to ask what was going on outside, when at the window next to him, an attendant approached and whispered to him for advice.

Caravan?

Song Han lifted the curtain, looked ahead, and saw several carriages pulling goods, because someone was unloading the goods downward, and the customs people were inspecting them, so half of the road was blocked.

The traffic suddenly became crowded.

Song Han retracted his gaze, sat down in the car again, and ordered, "Let's take a detour." , his master's order did not dare to question, Song Han's carriage and the attendants guarding the carriage all took a detour and left from a small road that was not very wide.

Naturally, there are customs handles, but because the road is narrow, there are not many pedestrians in the convoy on this road, and it is a lot quieter to walk.

Thinking of what he saw, if his guess was correct, he should go out to sea to trade with the caravan.

Thinking that since the establishment of the customs, there have been tax bills one after another today, Song Han's mood has improved.

"Master, the mansion has arrived. , closed his eyes for a while, and then heard the voice of the slave outside, and Song Han opened his eyes again.

Someone had already opened the door, and a wooden bench was set up underneath, and he stepped on the wooden bench and walked down from the carriage very easily.

Facing the butler who greeted him, Song Han instructed: "Let's prepare food, be lighter."

"Han!" The young butler, who had followed him to the new house, hurriedly answered, and rushed to the stove himself to arrange the lunch of the head of the house.

Walking on the path in the house, H1A is lush with green plants, located near the port, this mansion was purchased by Song Han half a year ago, and after making people arrange it, although the place is not big, it can be temporarily lived for a while, and it is quite comfortable.

The people who came with him were all old people, so he didn't have to worry too much about many things, and someone would handle things very properly.

"I'll have people move these stone carvings elsewhere. When walking through the H1A Garden, Song Han pointed to several stone carvings in the H1A Garden and said.

Originally, it was nothing at first glance, but when I looked closely, it was quite similar to several stone sculptures I had seen in the palace, how dare I place it in my own courtyard?

"The head of the house......" didn't quite understand the intention of the head of the house, and the servant who followed Song Han hesitated.

Song Han turned his head to look at the confused servant in front of him, and said lightly: "Tell the housekeeper in a while, he knows how to deal with it." , pillar incense time, after the hall.

"Housekeeper, have you heard from home recently?" Song Han asked as he held a cup in his hand and took a sip slowly.

The housekeeper standing in front of Song Han hurriedly said: "The head of the family, there has never been a letter coming, but there is some information from the family. "Really?" Song Han glanced at him. "Show it to me. "Please wait a moment, and the little one will go and fetch it for you." , the housekeeper should respond.

Song Han nodded, and the other party stepped back.

After a while, Guo took a stack of information and came back over.

"These are all of them. , the other party respectfully handed over a stack of information.

Song Han received it in his hand and looked at it seriously.

"So, the eldest young master is going well?" Song Han frowned, but quickly let go.

The housekeeper smiled and said, "The eldest young master is all-round in civil and military affairs, and he is good at business and communication, so there will be no problems."

"Hehe, if you can really make a difference in Jinling, it's not a shame for the Song family, a hundred years later, I also have the face to meet the ancestors underground. Speaking of which, put the stack of information in his hand on the desk. Then he looked at the butler in front of him and asked, "Who is coming to visit today?"

"The head of the family, there are three groups of people who visit, and only five groups of gifts are here. The visitor, the little one has already responded to your command. As for gifts, whoever received them gave them the same valuable gifts. , said the butler.

Song Han nodded with satisfaction: "It's a good job, it doesn't matter if the etiquette is still exchanged on weekdays, but now the Song family is on the cusp, and you really have to guard against the mouth of the villain, you can't take these things lightly, and there must be no accidents, do you understand?"

"The little one understands, please rest assured, the little one will not let this kind of mess happen. The butler answered.

Seeing this, Song Han didn't say more, and after a while, the dishes were served one by one.

Song Hansu likes to be lighter and not luxurious, so he only served six dishes, a soup, and a plate of dim sum, which was lunch.

It's just that the Song family is a family that has been down from the well for several generations, and they are very careful in both etiquette and exquisiteness.

Even if it is just a few light dishes, whether it is color, fragrance, or taste, it can be regarded as very in place, Song Han ate for a while and ordered someone to remove the dishes.

And another servant served tea to rinse his mouth, and after he had been imprisoned, he served tea to clear his throat and moisten his throat.

Tasting this tea, Song Han's mood became calmer and calmer.

"The head of the house. At this time, the housekeeper walked in from outside the hall and stood down in front of Song Han: "There are guests outside who ask to see." "But who is it?"

"The head of the family, someone who came claimed to be Hu Zongyao of the Hu family. , said the butler.

"Hu Zongyao?" Song Han couldn't help frowning slightly: "Hu family......? Invite him to the parlor. ”

Han watched the housekeeper go out, and muttered in his heart.

is really the Hu family from Wu Land, and this Hu Zongyao is an important figure in the Hu family.

Sending him here to see him, what is the purpose of the Hu family?

Could it be that even the Hu family wants to place people at customs?

If you really do this, it will be too Meng Lang.

Song Han pursed his lips lightly, thought about it in his mind for a while, and ordered him to take his coat and put it on, dress it neatly, and walk towards the living room.

When they arrived at the meeting room, the guests were already waiting in the hall for a while.

"In the lower Song Han, there is a loss to welcome the ......"

Walking into the living room, Song Han just took a look, knowing that he was a character, not looking at the outfit, just looking at the temperament that had been practiced for a long time, he was by no means an ordinary person.

This man looked to be forty years old, and his two small beards made this white-faced man a little more heroic.

"Hehe, Hu is a little presumptuous to meet Song Gong this time, I hope Song Gong will not be surprised......" Hu Zongyao said politely.

While talking, the two sat down, the servants served tea, and after a few small talks, they got to the point.

Only then did Song Han know the other party's intention, and the Hu family planned to marry one of Song Heng's concubines, and she was still Hu Zongyao's third son.

Because Song Han is the head of the Song family, this matter is not big, but it has a lot to do, so Song Heng intended to refuse, but Hu Zongyao came over in person and asked Song Han for marriage.

Song Han couldn't help but fall into silence, it stands to reason that he couldn't agree to this matter, but the necessary marriage is an inevitable thing for the family, just marrying a concubine, not asking to marry a daughter-in-law, no matter how you look at this matter, the Hu family is more risky.

After talking for a while, Song Han finally relented. "I'll discuss this matter with my second brother again, and I'll give you an answer." , Hu Zongyao laughed and said: "I hope that the Song and Hu families can become in-laws in the future, and Hu will wait for the news of Song Gong!"

Then he said goodbye and left.

was originally a calm mood, but it fluctuated due to Hu Zongyao's arrival.

Song Han sat on the chair, thinking about the origin of this matter, since the king of Chu gained a firm foothold in the south, many families who were originally waiting to protect themselves were a little unable to sit still.

The Hu family intends to ask the Song family for marriage, which is probably a sign.

sighed, this matter can only be discussed with the second brother.

Soon, Song Han's attention was noticed elsewhere, because someone sent letters one after another, saying that there were merchant ships docked in the port.

And when evening came, when the accounts were settled, there were a thousand eight hundred taels of silver.

"On the first day of the customs opening, there were 1,800 taels of silver, and it seems that at the end of the month, I can report to the king once. When Song Han received the report, he thought with relief.

The success of the customs is the success of the Song family, and Song Han knows that Wang Hongyi is preparing to build a trade port and establish a customs in each coastal province to stimulate the economic development and the dispatch of materials.

Even if there are only five customs, the combined strength is not trivial, which involves millions of taels of silver and the strength of five guards!

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