Chapter 41 Don’t harm me
Tax collectors, tax collectors, and de facto feudal lords, controlled private armies and attacked several surrounding villages with life and death.
Such a figure is indeed not worth mentioning in the upper echelons of the Kingdom of Jerusalem.
Even in the past, Gairis, as long as he revealed his identity as a royal knight, Ahmed would have to entertain guests with a smile on his face.
After all, the noble Mr. Frank is always there wherever he goes!
Of course, to Ahmed, ordinary Franks are just another kind of creature, inferior to cattle and horses.
In the eyes of the people in Alhadi town, he is a big mountain. Almost everyone lives in the shadow of this big mountain. Just a stone rolling down from the mountain can easily kill someone.
Then, suddenly one day, a Frank, whom he met for the first time, was quite benevolent and charitable. Just after he saved a young man by throwing a gold coin, he suddenly told himself that he had killed half of the Ahmed family?
Are all young people today so good at joking? Dr. Abdullah's eyes turned strange when he looked at Garris after calming down his emotions.
"I'm telling the truth." Garris emphasized.
"Well, I'm listening."
Dr. Abdullah has already begun to recall past knowledge. In Arabic medicine, there is also some research on mental illness... But Abdullah didn't actually care much about this aspect at the beginning.
"Some time ago, when his nephew was extorting money nearby, he was beaten by me. Then the guy was angry and brought some people to trouble me. I killed some people and captured him."
"I thought to myself that this must be done without causing any further trouble, so I suddenly broke into his yard last night and led the people to kill him."
"I really didn't want to kill his whole family, but I couldn't tell the difference at night, and the brothers under my command didn't speak Arabic, so I accidentally killed too many..."
Listening to what Garris said, Dr. Abdullah nodded, feeling that the logic was quite complete and not irrational madness: "Then what?"
"Didn't I knock down his house, and then collected a lot of money from his house, all of which were Ahmed's ill-gotten gains in the past."
"Just as it is recorded in the scriptures: Any wealth obtained through evil means will be discarded. If you want to do good deeds, you need to give the things you love most in your heart to others to achieve success."
"I was thinking about how to return those taxes and levies to the poor. But now, I am not very familiar with the people here in Alhadi Town. I wonder if you can give me a little guarantee. ?”
Dr. Abdullah nodded, looked into those sincere eyes, and thought about how to treat this hysteria. He was actually quite troublesome with this type of disease.
"I know you or the people in the town may not believe what I say, so I brought this here. Doctor, please take a look at it first and then think about it."
As Garris said this, he took out a book from his clothes and placed it in front of Abdullah.
Abdullah was puzzled, and then opened the book with yellowed paper and wrinkled footers.
Then, he was stunned.
No...seriously!
It was no longer the young man in front of him who was joking with him, but more as if Allah was joking with him.
If this Frank hadn't really killed half of Ahmed's family, how could he have taken out such a book!
This book is actually the record of taxes collected by that guy Ahmed from Alhadi Town.
Just opening the first page, Abdullah saw his name hanging on it, and then the various taxes he paid.
As a doctor who runs a medical clinic, Abdullah has to pay a lot of taxes, including professional tax, business tax, local tax, and head tax. The taxes he has to pay in a year are almost several times more than those of ordinary farmers.
In addition, the money taken away by Ahmed for nothing was extorted.
Just when Abdullah was deeply shocked and in disbelief.
Garris also took out gold dinars one by one from his purse, placed them on the table, and spread them in front of Abdullah.
Even though the Middle East has more abundant gold mine output than Western Europe, and the accumulation of gold brought about by long-term trade activities, the purchasing power of gold in the Middle East is far less than that of Western Europe.
But some things remain constant.
Gold, this thing, just a little bit can turn black into white, ugly into beautiful, wrong into right, humble into noble, old into young, coward into brave.
Even a respected old man like Abdullah couldn't help but his heart beat a few times when he saw a dozen gold dinars lined up.
"This money?"
"This money does not belong to Ahmed, nor should it belong to me, but should belong to you."
Temptation, naked temptation, and what is the purpose of this temptation?
Abdullah did not reach for the money, but gave Gairis a wary look. He is an old man, so he naturally won't think that Garris is just giving money out of kindness.
Maybe there really are such silly and sweet good people in this world, but this young man in front of him is definitely not one.
A person who is accustomed to using a sword will definitely have human life in his hands.
Even if he shows kindness, he must have other motives.
"What are you going to do?"
"I just hope that everyone can stand up and stop paying any unnecessary money. Today I killed a tax collector, and there will inevitably be new tax collectors in the future. Only if we all stand up and unite can we avoid paying any more unnecessary taxes." To be deprived of unnecessary taxes ”
What Garris said was sincere, but it was this sincerity that made Abdullah think this Frank was crazy.
"Don't try to harm me! Take this money! What does this kind of thing have to do with us Muslims! You Franks have to deal with it on your own!"
Abdullah hurriedly pushed all the money to Garis. So what if he killed a tax collector? !
If you kill a tax collector today, the lords above may not necessarily take it seriously. As long as someone can make up for the tax, everything will be easy.
The lord can even take advantage of this opportunity to sell out the tax collector's privileges again. It's like eating two things with one fish!
But what did Gareth mean? !
He is almost openly encouraging the people of Alhadi Town to rebel!
What kind of rebellion? ! Are you kidding me? !
A group of Muslims, led by a Frank, went to rebel against the Frankish Crusaders? !
Are you tired of living?
At this moment, the gap between the ethnic groups was like a chasm lying in front of the two of them.
Pursuing reading, really, it is easy to become addicted to reading new books every time (especially next Monday and Tuesday, you must pursue reading, dear!)
(End of chapter)