Chapter 23 Real and fake tax collectors
Garris naturally understood the meaning of the man in front of him, and because of this, he felt that it was so ridiculous that he needed to take some time to think about it.
First of all, the name of the Saladin tithe was definitely used against Saladin. Basically, a war was imminent, so Jerusalem temporarily added a tax item to raise more money to defeat the opponent.
And who is Saladin? He is the Sultan of Egypt, Syria, Yemen, and the Arabian Peninsula. He rules the most powerful country in the Muslim world. Everyone knows that he is mobilizing to recapture the Holy City of Jerusalem and will not give up until the Holy City of Jerusalem is recaptured.
But the "tax collector" in front of me is wearing a headscarf? A Muslim, in a Christian-dominated country, levying taxes against Muslim leaders.
Oh haha! Are the Muslims in Jerusalem taxing the Christians in Jerusalem to fight against Saladin's attempt to regain the Islamic holy sites?
Garris couldn't help but smack his lips. He could only say that the magic of reality was indeed something he didn't expect. At first, Garris at least thought that the tax collectors should be Christians.
After all, Leonard's external image is that of an extreme religious fanatic with a double zero-tolerance attitude towards pagans. He was unhappy, so he went to arrest some Muslim pilgrims and took them from the top of the castle. Throw it on the wall and listen to people scream, just to have some fun.
And if life is happy, he will take his knights to attack passing Muslim caravans to make some extra money so that he and his subordinates can live happier lives.
But the result... first let the pagan mercenaries attack Garris and his royal convoy, and now they hit the Muslim tax collectors under Leonard. This is really a "religious fanatic" and a "real" person. "Crusader", it belongs to his devotion to faith, which has broken through the boundaries of faith.
Of course, Gehris also knew that the arrival of the Crusader lords did not essentially change the religious composition of the population in Transjordan. It can even be said that the establishment of the Crusader Kingdom, for many grassroots villages, simply replaced the Iqta feudal lords of the Seljuq Empire with castle lords from Europe.
Both were essentially feudal lords, and there wasn't much difference between them. The castle owners who had just arrived even found the former tax collectors and entrusted them to continue collecting taxes from the tax farms where they were located.
After all, those tax collectors were familiar with the way, as long as they could give the money to the lords according to the quality and quantity, why should those lords be too demanding about the beliefs of their subordinates?
Similarly, for these tax-paying families who have successfully re-employed, why do they care about the name of tax collection? Anyway, collecting taxes is their job, and religious belief is their life. Work and life must be treated separately and cannot be confused. After collecting taxes and oil and water today, they will go to the mosque to pray tomorrow and just donate more money. I believe God will forgive me. What they do, after all, they pay so much zakat every year, is all for the believers to live in harmony.
Faced with such a situation, although Garris could figure out the twists and turns, he was still a little overwhelmed, and no matter what, it was impossible for him to pay the tax. After all, he was ready to break up when facing Leonard.
"What will happen if I don't give it?"
"Don't give it?" the guy with a sinister face on the other side asked back.
Garris nodded directly, and then he saw the Arab on the other side swinging his fist at Garris. The two thugs on the side also rushed over to hold Garris down.
These people were so skillful and fearless in their use of force that they did not care at all that Garis lived in the village chief's house, nor did they care that they were in a Christian village. It can be said that their domineering attitude has been engraved in their bones, and even if they are questioned at the slightest bit, they will punch them in the face.
After all, in their opinion, they are the tax collectors, and the person standing behind them is Lord Leonard, and a group of farmers, what do they have to worry about?
"It's really annoying."
Facing this world that has long been accustomed to using violence to resolve conflicts, Garris feels disgusted from the bottom of his heart. What's even more disgusting is that he has to use violence in return to make these unrepentant people listen to some sense. So when? How can we establish a truly peaceful world? Facing the oncoming fist, Garris turned slightly to avoid the punch, and then gave him a gentle push. The Arab tax collector with a sinister face lost his balance and fell forward. go.
As for the two thugs holding wooden sticks, they seemed to be menacing, but when faced with a guy like Garris who could no longer be measured by ordinary people's physical fitness, they were even worse than the building blocks.
In the blink of an eye, Garris swung two punches and hit the upper part of the stomach of the two people. As if they were being shocked by electric shock, they took a few steps back to both sides. They gradually felt a wave of nausea and vomiting pain. They curled up like shrimps and felt sick. Nausea, loss of mobility.
"Simon, find someone to strip them naked and throw them outside the village!" After giving this order, Garris ignored the Arabs.
But when walking back to the yard, Isabel tugged on Garris's sleeve.
"What's wrong?"
"He is not a tax collector. He did not show Leonard's coat of arms, nor did he bring any soldiers."
Garris just nodded and said nothing.
Not long after Simon led the villagers to throw the knocked down and stripped guys out of the village, the news quickly spread in the village, leaving many villagers feeling at a loss. Not long after learning the news, Cardoso hurriedly came to Gellis with a nervous expression. When he saw Gellis, he immediately asked without even saying an honorific: " How did you mess with him?”
"Him? That guy isn't a tax collector, is he?"
Cardoso hesitated for a while, then replied: "He is not a tax collector, he is the tax collector's nephew!"
"Then why is he here?" Garris asked again.
Cardoso was a little hard to answer, but Garris actually had some idea of what was going on.
It's nothing more than extortion. Before the real tax collector comes, find someone first and collect them randomly in the name of the tax collector. When the tax collector came two days later, he pretended not to know anything. It was an obvious case of corruption and extortion of bribes.
After waiting for a long time, Cardoso sighed and said: "This is the rule."
"Rules? Then starting from today, there will be no such rules. You should not pay any taxes that should not be paid! I only came to Jerusalem to do three things: fair! Fair! Or tmd fair!"
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