At this time, they returned to King Ling's mansion, where the old King Ling had already returned, eating fasting and chanting Buddha every day. There were attendant servants who cleaned the king's house.

Song Zhiyao looked at the appearance of the old county king and grinned. "Xianggong, the old county king, since that incident, he has become more immortal."

Liu Yichen patted her on the shoulder and said solemnly. "Don't joke, after all, no matter how bad it is, it's his own son."

Hearing the voices of the two, the old county king turned around and smiled indifferently. "Everyone, the old man has already chosen the Yin Mansion and will take him up the mountain tomorrow."

It was King Ling's coffin over there, and Song Zhiyao walked over curiously, the warm sunlight shining on that face, as if she was still alive.

The wound on the top, the traces have completely disappeared. Song Zhiyao was embarrassed to say anything more, so she walked back and grabbed Liu Yichen.

The old king walked up to the two of them and stretched out his hand, which was covered with sharp scars. He laughed miserably and continued.

"This is the old decay stitch and thread, the old decay is used in the skin, and the blood on the old decay's own fingers is said to be ten fingers connected to the heart, and it is true."

Liu Yichen looked at him like that, hurriedly stepped forward and supported his body. "In the next life, the old decay does not need to be helped, the old decay has already thought about it."

They chatted for a while, and the old county king raised his head, raised his white hair, and said with a smile. "After staying for so long, the old man wants to go out for a walk."

They drove the wagon all the way to the distant field. The old king smiled like a child, and the two of them looked at him like they were at ease.

In the evening, Song Zhiyao and Liu Yichen returned to the secret residence together. "Doctor, I don't know what happened to you for the past few days?"

Listening to Liu Yichen's question, Hou Qu walked out leisurely, his haggard face seemed to be smiling. "Brother Huang, I had a good dream last night."

Liu Yichen looked at him and said with a smile. "I'm glad my brother recovers, and he can tell me whatever he wants."

Hou Qu listened to Liu Yichen's words, and his face was stunned. After a moment, he smiled innocently. "My lord, the little one dreamed of my brother Xiong Li."

As he spoke, he danced merrily with his hands like a child. Song Zhiyao looked at his cute funny appearance and also laughed.

Liu Yichen stepped forward steadily and patted Hou Qu's shoulder. "Brother, this is a good omen, Brother Xiong, you must still be alive in the world."

The three of them sat together, and the attendants on the side poured a few cups of fragrant tea. Hou Qu gulped and burped a few times in a row.

Song Zhiyao was on the side, also eating soft osmanthus cake. The sweet taste surrounds the base of the tongue. Liu Yichen looked at them and said without thinking.

"It's just a rebellion, and you have to write an edict in the morning to calm the heart of the saint." Then, he took the pen and wrote a letter carefully.

Liu Yichen's eyes were blazing, and his pen was vigorous. The fragrant ink is overflowing. In his heart, he is very stable, and he also has a god in writing.

After a while, he closed the letter tightly. "All right, but in this way, the Holy One will send down a will to save the people."

Soon, the letter was delivered to the emperor. He reached out and gently dismantled it. Reading the text above, I have a number in my heart.

"That's it, that's it." The emperor took out a red pen and wrote Zhu Pi. A few days later, the little eunuch came over there and read it out loud.

"Liu Yichen took the order." Everyone knelt down one after another, and the little eunuch, holding the edict, read it aloud. "Fengtian carrier, the emperor said that the rich households in Tanzhou should be evenly divided into poverty, and their prices must be fair."

Liu Yichen slowly raised his body, and the little eunuch handed him the edict with a smile on his face. "My lord, the emperor is very satisfied with your merits."

Hearing this, Liu Yichen was very happy. Soon, he went to the county office and posted a public notice. Soon, the whole city knew the news.

"It is one acre of land, and the price of three taels of silver is appropriate." Liu Yichen thought. "The harvest is equivalent to four or five years, and it is to make the people happy."

He ordered the officials to enforce this standard. The wealthy people, although reluctant at first, eventually cooperated with the sale of their land.

The people used their own money to buy land excitedly. For a time, the fields were in full swing, and they were cultivating the newly acquired land.

When Liu Yichen learned about this, he also went down in person. Song Zhiyao followed him and went to the countryside together. Along the way, the people brought out food to entertain them.

"Brother Huang, what a little reborn parent!" The eyes of the people were so excited, earnest, and innocent. "Without the adults, the little ones are finished."

Those foods, although they are just coarse teas and light rice, melons, fruits and vegetables, nevertheless, have a natural mellow aroma. Song Zhiyao also happily ate it.

She licked her lips, savoring the smell. "It's really delicious, it's this Tanzhou, no longer chaotic, and the people can live a good life."

Every time he walked into a field, Liu Yichen personally inspected the edge of the field, stretched out his palm, gently held a touch of red soil, and smelled the aroma of the soil.

Then he twisted the clod with his fingers. "We have to dig deeper into the soil, this plot is uneven, and the harvest of crops cannot be improved."

Those people looked at Liu Yichen, full of admiration. Liu Yichen walked to the side again, looked at the canal on the side, and bowed up.

Those hands, holding the clear water. He gulped down and laughed. "This land is a good land, but it is only a human heart, and it must be kept simple and kind."

Walking to the side again, he looked at a few rich families on the side, dressed in silk and satin, kneeling on the ground and shouting loudly. "My lord, we have been wronged!"

Those soldiers were just about to push these people away, but Liu Yichen walked down and pulled them kindly. "Guys, what's going on?"

A rich man at the head of the family, glared at him, and said hoarsely. "Adult, damn it, it's just those fields, our family has been cultivating them for a long time."

Liu Yichen looked at him like that and smiled slightly. "In this heaven and earth, all things are balanced, and there is this reason, if it is not so, how can all the people be happy."

A woman on the other side also said. "It's just that the imperial court is chasing the taxes below, and we really can't take it out, so we made this decision."

Listening to their words, Liu Yichen turned around and asked in surprise. "How could that happen?" The retinue also walked to this side.

After a long time, there was only one person, and he replied to Liu Yichen. "With such a heavy tax amount before, and this battle, I really can't pay it."

Liu Yichen recalled the previous incident, which really makes sense. "You don't have to worry, I will let the emperor try to give up as little as possible and rest with the people."

The rich men knelt on the side of the road and kowtowed heavily. "Thank you, sir!" The hot sun, shining on their wrinkled foreheads, was covered with sweat.

Liu Yichen remembered all this deeply in his heart. It's just that he also knows that the treasury of the imperial court is also short of money and food, and things are difficult to do.

Song Zhiyao, who was in the carriage, also heard all the words clearly. "Xianggong, if this is the case, he can only write to the emperor."

Liu Yichen smiled slightly. "Yao'er, it's just silver, money, and food, and the amount is limited, if we do this again, it will also make it difficult for the emperor."

As soon as they returned to their residence, the old king stood in front with a smile on his face. "The next generation, the old decay has already thought about things."

Liu Yichen stepped out of the carriage, and the old county king continued. "And these treasures, gold and silver, were sold, and the taxes owed by the people were paid."

The two stared at the old county king, and after a long time, they said. "Seniors, it's really a high wind and bright festival, if this is the case, the people will not worry about their livelihoods."

They soon arrived at King Ling's Mansion, and those treasures, set aside, were bought by merchants one after another. The prices were low, and the merchants were scrambling to get to them.

The old county king stretched out his hand, pointed over there, and said with a wry smile. "Everything is an illusion, gold and silver treasures, nothing more than a walk, morality is eternal."

Looking over there, the silver on the counter was piled up, and the warm sun shone brightly white. Liu Yichen also often sighed.

"The ancients said well, people die for money, and birds die for food, but that greedy heart, I don't know when, became a slave of these things."

The silver was quickly loaded into bamboo baskets, loaded into wagons, and headed for the treasury. Song Zhiyao looked at the towering courtyard wall, thinking in her heart.

"It was like a dream, and that's how it turned out, it's ridiculous." After a long time, the sun set, and the entire Ling Wang's Mansion was empty.

The old king turned his head and smiled kindly. "In seven days, the emperor will have greater grace, and at that time, he will accompany the old decay."

The two listened to the words of the old county king, and before they could react, the old county king walked slowly, leaving only a long lonely back.

Song Zhiyao held Liu Yichen's hand tightly and smiled warmly. "Xianggong, the little woman guessed what it was, but unfortunately she can't say it now."

Liu Yichen blinked his eyes and responded with a smile. "Yao'er, let's go back first, take care of the attendants, and visit for a few days."

Song Zhiyao and the others returned to their residence, and in the center of the courtyard, there was a melodious sound of the piano. It turned out to be Xiaoqinhua, playing the guzheng over there.

When she saw the two of them return, she looked up and saluted. "Madame, the little girl is rude." Looking at those beautiful cheeks, it's very cute.

Liu Yichen walked over softly and grabbed her neck. "Good boy, forget about it, this sound of the piano is God-given music."

Xiaoqinhua looked at Liu Yichen's appearance and nodded ignorantly. At this time, Hou Qu also walked out, and then, he said to the two.

"Adult, the little one has already helped Rufeng, she has chosen the Yin House, she is also a person who likes to be lonely, she will go to the road tonight, please follow the adult."

Liu Yichen smiled slightly, looked at his haggard face, and patted him on the shoulder. "Naturally, if the wind dies for you and me, how can you not go?"

They followed them up the mountain, and a few people carried the coffin. Song Zhiyao took Liu Yichen's hand, and in the distance, a cold wind blew.

"Right here." Hou Qu stopped with his feet and pointed to a grave pit on the side. "This place has a lot of feng shui, so rest in peace!"

As he spoke, he hugged the coffin hard, pulled open the plank, looked at the pretty little face, kissed it gently, and then put it down again.

"Let's go!" Hou Qu's tears erupted in an instant. Those people carefully carried the coffin, went down, and covered the soil hard.

Song Zhiyao looked at that scene and felt sad for her. "That woman is very pitiful, just like Qingwan at that time, the world is impermanent, and she is really emotional."

After a long time, a towering grave formed over there. Hou Qu picked up the tombstone and pressed it down heavily, forming a deep trace.

"Sister, I can't come to see you often in the future!" Like a sad child, he howled and cried. The two looked at him and stood silently.

Liu Yichen whispered to her. "Good Yao'er, let him cry happily." It wasn't until dawn that Hou Qufang slowly got up.

"My lord, let's go!" Hou Qu wiped away the tears on his face and looked over there with courage and determination. The three of them greeted the light and walked back together.

On the side of the road, Song Zhiyao saw a luxurious cemetery again, and the feng shui, according to her father, was also used to bury the rich and noble.

"It's going to be him, right?" Seeing the towering golden pillar, Song Zhiyao also guessed most of it, they returned to the residence, and Song Zhiyao fell asleep.

Liu Yichen wore official clothes again and arrived at the county office. "People, all this silver has been paid, and you only need to pay half of this year's tax."

Those people, looking at the white flowers and silver, and looking at Liu Yichen's kind face, were all impressed. Then the little eunuch arrived.