Not good! An Xian wanted to use the people to stabilize his position in the court.

Jiang Huan's eyebrows furrowed, he raised his eyes and glanced at Ling Chen, but quickly retracted it.

Ling Chen was not a fool, so he naturally knew what An Xian meant by begging him at this time. But An Xian's appearance just now can be said to have earned enough favorability from the onlookers. He had earned enough favorability, and Ling Chen was in trouble. Because of An Xian's words, there were many more people around Ling Chen, but the soldiers who were protecting him were in the fields and did not follow them in the fields to plant seedlings, which made Ling Chen in a dilemma.

The people are human beings, and they cannot be easily arrested or killed until they have committed a crime, but they should be appeased with good words, otherwise there will be a riot.

Ling Chen knew this, and the people beside Jiang Huan naturally knew it. They formed a protective circle and surrounded Ling Chen inside, preventing the people from approaching.

But the consequence of this is that your body is dirty, like a secret loach that has just come out of the mud.

Ling Chen rubbed his eyebrows and looked at Jiang Huan with pain on his face.

The taxes of the people were set by himself, and An Xian begged him, which was fine. But the problem is that he has set the tax very low, so low that everyone can pay it, and there is no problem at all.

If it declines again, it will lead to an empty treasury, a shortage of finances, and other states and counties will not be able to contribute money and efforts to rescue them as soon as they happen, and that will be the real trouble.

However, how can you politely refuse without breaking the hearts of the people?

Ling Chen thought about it for a long time, but he still couldn't think of a solution. In the end, he decided to turn to Jiang Huan as usual.

After thinking about it, he found Jiang Huan through the cracks in the human and said with his lips.

"Ah Huan, help Xia Lone."

Jiang Huan received Ling Chen's message, and his mind was spinning rapidly.

How can I help him?

Jiang Huan thought for a while, and soon, a solution came to his mind.

That is, he walked forward with a smile, stretched out his hand to help the person up, and couldn't stop talking.

Lord An laughed, this is to reduce taxes for the people, which is what a monarch should do. As an old minister of the previous dynasty, how can you kneel in front of everyone? Isn't this embarrassing for our monarch and other fellow flirts? Come, please get up. You've been kneeling here, unknowing, thinking that the Lord has bullied you. Think about it, the lord is the king, you are the minister, if you bear the name of a bully in front of all the people, then you will not be honored. Not only will it not be honored, but it will also be lost. Jiang Huan said, "You know, this common people are the most taboo to bully the kings of their subordinates." An is a smart person, and he knows what to do without being told by his subordinates. Jiang Huan still has that warm and warm smile, and everyone will think that he is a very warm person when they see him. But An Xian, under Jiang Huan's face, saw those people who were originally innocent, but died because of themselves, turned into powerful ghosts who came to ask for their lives, and locked his life.

Ahn Hyun instinctively wanted to call out. But so many people are here, if he calls it out, it is equivalent to saying to the world that he has wronged good people and framed Zhongliang, so he will hallucinate in broad daylight. When the time comes, whether or not you have confessed to those who should be confessed and those who should not be confessed, you will have to die. And the death was embarrassed, and everyone spit on it.

Fortunately, he is a tolerant person and a person with high psychological quality. After experiencing this kind of hallucination in the eyes of the enemy, and being able to get up without being helped, Jiang Huan really wanted to applaud him.

"That's what my lord said." An Xian naturally knew that Ling Chen had been cornered, and Jiang Huan, as a confidant, would never put Ling Chen in danger, and he would definitely find a way to help him settle this matter, so he followed Jiang Huan's words.

What Master Jiang said was that the old man was too anxious and didn't care about the occasion, embarrassed the lord, and made him unable to get off the stage, which was the old man's fault. It's just that the old man saw that these people were dressed plainly, and some of them were patched, and he couldn't hold back for a while, so that's why..."

An Xian said, wiping a handful of empty tears. That appearance won the favor of the people around him in a minute.

And An Xian's henchmen looked at him dumbfounded, as if they were looking at strangers.

They are not to blame. If you want to blame it, blame this An Xian's impression in their hearts, they are all old treacherous and insatiable, as long as there is silver, black can be said to be white old slippery heads.

This kind of person can think about the people wholeheartedly, and even kneel on the ground and beg Ling Chen to reduce or reduce taxes for those people regardless of the gorgeous robes they are wearing, and deceive the ghosts.

"Master Taifu's thoughts, the subordinates all understand." Jiang Huan rolled his eyes in his heart, but he had to pretend to be "don't say anything, I understand" on his face.

"The adults are wholeheartedly thinking about the people, and the officials admire them. But the tax was set by the Lord, but it did originate from the kings. The first king had a set of strict rules for every place within the Yue Kingdom, which place to collect how much and how to collect, and the Lord just followed it. After all, the ancestral family law cannot be done, and the previous kings can only do it. Moreover, the Lord has reduced the three taels of silver prescribed by the previous king so much, which is already the greatest care. If he is reducing the amount of silver, if something happens to the treasury or other places, it will definitely have to be solved by the imperial court. If this court comes forward, it will definitely give out the silver. When the silver was scarce, the people did not accept it. There are too many out, and the court can't afford it. I believe that all of you are sensible people who know what the country's revenue depends on. If the people are really exempted from taxes, and something big happens to the foreign side, it is those of us who are the people who are in trouble. Think about it, do you really want to do this? ”

What a sharp mouth.

Zhu Mingliang sighed secretly.

Jiang Huan's sharp mouth is something An Xian loves and hates. loves him with a good mouth, and can easily make people speechless. Hate, hate people who are not his own. No matter how good your mouth is, you can't use it for yourself.

There is no other way but to kill.

It's really, it's a pity that such a talent is here.

At this moment, An Xian, who had always thought that the world was big, had a thought of cherishing his talents. But it was only for a moment, and it quickly disappeared without a trace.

Because the people who were about to be moved by what he had said, they actually tilted the balance in their hearts to Jiang Huan's side.

"Lord Jiang is right, the taxes we handed over to the imperial court are already very low. If it goes low, then it really has to be reduced. When the time comes, what will happen to the others? ”

(End of chapter)