Chapter 690 Bank

"Ah? What should I do then?"

"Lord Velas, aren't we collecting old Linman's taxes?"

"But how should this be recorded in the book, and there is also the head of the fourth library, Mr. Harris, the royal accountant"

When the tax officer under Velas heard the commander's words, he spoke anxiously.

If it is just a wool merchant, the tax is not much, but the difficulty lies in how to explain this matter to the general manager of the Siku and the royal accountant, and there is no way to record it on the books.

After all, the new dynasty has already made a cut with the previous dynasty, and even his majesty rode a dragon to burn Braavos, and even the millions of golden dragons owed to the iron vault of the biggest creditor were all at once.

And the remaining creditors, the Tyrosh Trading Company, the Lannister family, the Tyrell family, the Hightower family, etc. died, declined and declined, and those who survived by chance did not dare to ask for the account.

The policy of the Iron Throne is to start over, so no matter whether it is an old account or past taxes, it will not be recognized. If you have the ability, you can come to the Iron Throne to personally ask Viserys to ask for the account.

There is a precedent for the matter of old Linman, and he is not the only one who has paid his taxes 30 years later.

When Velas heard what his subordinate said, he waved his hand to tell him to calm down. He flipped through the booklet in his hand at will, and then closed it directly.

But what he thought in his mind was the news that the Minister of Finance, Illyrio, told him a few days ago, and he already had a plan in his heart, and then he said.

"We can't make false accounts and no one will pay old Linman's taxes. The money must still be collected."

"I'll talk to him myself."

Vilas has been suffering from leg problems since he fell off his horse and broke his leg when he was fighting Oberyn when he was young.

He boarded the carriage embroidered with golden roses on crutches, and he was accompanied by several entourages of the Tyrell family. This carriage was extremely comfortable and valuable. The face of the Lier family.

"Eel Alley."

Then he explained something, the driver of the carriage nodded in response, and then the wheels rolled and drove towards the destination.

Eel Lane is located in the Visenia Hills. It is also named in memory of the former queen. Visenia Hills is a commercial area in Jun's Landing. There are many shops here, mainly living in some middle-class and even middle-class people in Jun's Landing. lower family.

The Tyrell family's carriage drove to Eel Lane, which attracted the attention of the residents here, because everyone in King's Landing knew that the Tyrell family, despite suffering, was still very rich and had a profound heritage that should not be underestimated.

This is the effect of Miss Margaery Tyrell's crazy money throwing, and this is also the idea of ​​the Queen of Thorns, Madame Olenna.

"If the Tyrell family doesn't pretend to be strong, those jackals can't help but pounce."

However, the residents of Eel Alley only paid attention to the carriage of the Tyrell family, and did not swarm up like the poor in the flea nest to ask for a reward, because the income level of the residents here is quite good in King's Landing.

The Tyrell family's carriage stopped in front of the shop in Eel Alley that looked pretty good, and then Velas jumped out of the carriage with the help of the attendant on crutches.

"Where did the wind come from, and it actually blew Lord Velas over?"

"I can smell roses from far away."

The brown-haired young man with a cane in his hand was wearing a decent shirt, with golden roses embroidered on his chest, and a ruby ​​ring on his fingers. He walked into the woolen products store with a cane. A fat man, The half-white-haired old man hurried out to greet him.

He is a wool merchant from White Harbor. He is responsible for reselling wool products from the north to King's Landing. However, business is not doing well now. The north was originally a place rich in wool, but because of the invasion of the White Walkers, the north fell , so the old Linman could only be forced to import the expensive wool of the trading city-state to process it himself.

The money is worthless, the price has risen, and the people have no money. These three factors are like a mountain, and Lao Linman's savings have all been lost.

Old Linman has been operating this store in King's Landing for decades, starting from the time of Mad King Aerys II, accumulating a lot of savings, and constantly growing bigger and stronger.

At that time, the Mad King was notorious and often set fire to nobles. Old Linman also felt abhorrence and denounced the other party as a stupor. However, until the rebel army he supported broke into the city of King's Landing and burned, killed and looted, Lao Linman's family business was instantly robbed. most of them.

Afterwards, the leader of the rebel army, Robert Baratheon, became king, and he was reckless and lewd. Thirty years after he received his taxes, the old Linman's family was completely ruined. He could not hold back. Suicide by hanging.

However, it has only gradually returned to normal until now, but the wool production base in the north has not recovered, and it needs to import the high-priced wool of the trading city-state.

Although the market has generally returned to normal, it is still a little bit saving. After all, I actually paid taxes for 30 years.

Old Lin Man was unwilling, and still had a bit of a fluke mentality. Now there is no taxpayer to make trouble, he is still not used to it.

When the taxpayers started businesses, the countermeasures of the merchants was to hire some mercenaries, use magic to defeat magic, and the local gangsters fought against the mercenaries.

So this time, he also paid a small amount of money to hire a few mercenaries, and every time the tax officer came, he would drive them away with rambunctious means.

However, this time Lord Velas from the Tyrell family, the tax accountant of the empire, came in person. Old Linman still didn't dare to play tricks. He could only let the mercenaries hide to the side and go out to greet him.

After coming in, Velas didn't even greet him, but stated his intention bluntly. After that, Old Linman's expression changed to a look of grievance. Raise your hand to exempt him from the tax.

"I really have no money, Lord Velas."

"I did not lie to you."

The half-white-haired old man looked aggrieved, and then took out the ledger, making it clear that he didn't want to die if he asked for money.

"Are you really out of money?"

However, Vilas looked at the exaggerated performance of Old Linman and nodded slightly, and then asked seriously.

"Ah yes."

"I'm really out of money."

Old Linman didn't know what Velas meant by confirming it again, so he could only scratch his hair and nodded to repeat it.

"I have a method here that allows you to borrow money at a very low interest."

"Do you know the bank?"

But then Velas spoke up.