In the empty hall, only the pillars carved with unicorns are the most conspicuous, and even the peony flower chaise longue carved from boxwood is counted.

The person on the couch, a red coat, dark striped sleeves, the person sat there cross-legged, leaking out of the knuckled feet, he lowered his head, the snow-white gooseneck, the ink-colored hair on the body at will, the skin color was even more snow-white and translucent, the slender fingers turned over the things in the hand, the slender eyes blinked from time to time, under the candlelight, the shadow of the eyelashes poured out, it was very good-looking.

He frowned slightly, and spoke slowly, his voice like a trickle of water:

"Last year's tax revenue was half less than this year's, and there are still many people hungry, which is not right." Since the subsidy has been carried out, the money has not reached the hands of the people.

The man still pursed his lips, lifted a few pages of yellowed ledgers, but still did not look up, and asked, "Huajian, what have you heard among the people?" ”

The young woman next to her, bent over and put her mouth close to the ear of the man in red, she was different from Wei Wanyan's cuteness, and also different from Li Pu's elegant conversation, saying that she was a little arrogant, but not like Jin You's coldness, and a little bewitching.

"Lord, Huajian saw many people in Yecheng in Jinzhou have come to seek refuge with relatives, Huajian inquired, the imperial court is to issue silver taels, reduce taxes, but often not enough for the people's daily life, Huajian learned that each household issued the same silver taels, but some people with a larger population are not enough, can only be hungry."

The current situation is because of the famine, the rich find ways to raise their prices to make huge profits, and the poor lead to poorer.

The man rubbed his sour eyes, there are about a thousand peasant families in Yecheng, and the emperor asked the local official Situ Wei Fu to allocate 10,000 taels of gold from the treasury, but after layers of deductions, it is only a thousand taels in the hands of the people, and what to do now is to touch the melons from the bottom and pull out the people of Yu Yu and Wei Yan one by one.

"Blossom, come here." The man's fingers hooked the man in black on the other end of the flower, and then his fingers tapped on the ledger and moved his neck:

"Tell Qi Yuan and let him tell his father that each household will allocate silver taels according to their population, and increase taxes on those rich people."

"Yes!" After the flowers bloom, they are leaving.

"Wait." The man rolled his eyes and pinched his sleepy eye sockets. "Tell him I'll help him find out the details one by one, so he doesn't have to worry about it."

Hua Kai hesitated a little, the words came to her mouth, she still swallowed, and was about to leave, but she turned around and knelt down on one knee, raised her arm and buried her head in the crook of her arm, and her voice was not loud but floated throughout the hall: "I heard the prince mention it." The richest armor in the east of the city is the Nangong family, and if you want them to pay more taxes, I'm afraid it's a little difficult. ”

"And what good advice do you have?" The man tossed the ledger aside, bent over with interest, and watched the flowers bloom by the steps.

"The prince intends to attack their power, and secretly sends people to investigate the stolen money they have collected in recent years, and finds that it is very huge, if he can blackmail them and take out part of their family's money, he will definitely be able to solve this urgent need. By the way, you can also suppress them. Hua Kai respectfully said everything.

The man in red jumped down lightly, pacing up and down the soft dark red carpet, Hua Kai looked at the thin feet that were getting closer and closer, and finally stopped in front of him, he slowly raised his head, met the unfathomable eyes, and heard him ask:

"What is the Nangong family's biggest source of income?"

Hua Kai blurted out: "Tea and silk." They are all from the Western Regions. ”

Western regions? The man rubbed his chin, Nangong Jue's mother's hometown is in the Western Regions, and the clothes used for the emperor's tea are all from their family, if one of these two goes wrong, it will be miserable. But they're certainly going to be aware of the problem and won't pay attention to either of these things.

"Then let them go wrong, right? Use this reason to let Qi Yuan go to their house openly, shake out all their details, and see who can be saved. ”

"When is the new batch of tea to pay tribute to the imperial court?"

"The third day of the next month."

"Tell Qi Yuan to let him wait for the fifth day of the first few days to get ready to go to the Nangong family."

The man picked up the flower blossom and gently patted his face, which was more delicate than a woman's. Trying to open his small eyes, the candlelight flickered in his eyes, and he pursed his lips, innocently and lovely, watching the flowers bloom.

"Thank you for your hard work, go quickly."

"Oh...... Well! "Hua Kai quickly figured herself out of her senses, although she was often teased like this, but every time she encountered it, she would have a reflex arc to react. The flower quickly jumped onto the wall and disappeared into the night.

The man grew long, sat cross-legged on the couch again, looked at the flowers, pointed to his neck, and the flowers comprehended, raised his jade hand, and gently kneaded it for him. The man's vigilant nerves relaxed, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Why do you say Qi Yuan likes to make a mess for me so much?"

"Because the prince is so handsome, he is jealous."

"Hahaha, your little mouth looks like you've eaten honey all day long."

If it weren't for his usefulness, Qi Yuan might have abandoned himself a long time ago. Why didn't he understand this, even if Qi Yuan didn't open his mouth, he would still help him without hesitation, because he was a dear brother, and the blood on his body was exactly the same, why didn't Qi Yuan understand? He thought of this and "tsk" in his mouth.

The strength on his neck was much smaller, and Hanama asked, "Did it hurt the prince?" ”

"No, I'm thinking about something, hey, Hanama. What did you do when the father who wanted to kill you for? ”

When he was picking up flowers, she was small and nervously hidden in a corner of the wall, looking at him with blood on her hands. Hua Jian was the daughter of Chaozhou Sima at the time, because he happened to be playing in Chaozhou, and when he heard that Da Sima was killed by his own daughter, he was interested in joining in the fun, and when he saw that it was a little beauty, he wanted to bring her over no matter what.

Hanama's hand paused, and as if it was nothing, he talked about the unbearable past:

"He's not Hanama's own father, just because Hanama is his sister's daughter, and he sees Hanama looking good, so he regards it as his own daughter." Hanama smiled embarrassedly as she spoke.

"If you want to bully Hanama and kill Hanama's mother, I'll just teach him a lesson."

"How did you manage to kill your loved ones?" His voice was cold.

"Because of hate."

Because of hate? He stopped talking, so why was he so willing to be used by him?

"The prince doesn't have to blame himself, this kind of person should be killed, it's just a cruelty to this world."

Hanama knew what he was struggling with.

"Why don't you bring him to the right path? In case there is still some hope. His voice was full of hope, but at the same time it was full of despair.