And looking at the situation in front of King Liang's mansion, Kong Xun seemed to see that year, there was so much wine and meat in the house of the wealthy nobles that he couldn't eat it all, and it stinked, and there were white bones lying on the road because he was freezing and starving.

The difference between prosperity and wealth and poverty made Kong Xun deeply feel how big the difference between the two was, and he couldn't bear to look at the blood stains on the foreheads of some people.

They have no hope that someone can make decisions for them, and whether they can take back the stolen grain from the mountain bandits.

Listening to the prayers of these people, I just hope that King Liang can let the county guard yamen collect less harsh taxes and miscellaneous taxes, so as to leave a way for them to live.

Let them survive this winter.

In front of King Liang's mansion, surrounded by many crowds of people watching the excitement from afar, An Xin was dressed in a dark blue regular clothes, watching this scene quietly without sadness or joy.

Kong Xun and Li Ziyu glanced at each other after seeing the slender figure in the crowd, and under Li Ziyu's cover, Kong Xun quietly retreated to the house.

Soon, a slender young man with a body like a bamboo pole slipped out of the back door of the palace smartly, and he didn't care whether anyone was following behind him to watch.

I met a sugar gourd seller on the back street and bought one, and ate it while walking, and when he bit it sour, he bared his teeth and grinned, and when he ate it sweet, he was happy and his eyebrows and eyes were crooked.

It's like a little guy sneaking out to play.

After eating the sugar gourd in his hand, he turned to the crowd of bastards at the front door of King Liang's Mansion to watch the excitement, and sometimes when he heard what the people said, he would pretend to pout his lips.

still plays a young man who has not suffered much with his own master.

An Xin's eyes swept over the kid standing next to her, and then looked at the door of the palace.

At this time, the housekeeper of the Liang Wangfu supported a man with a pale face, standing on the steps in front of the palace, he should be the Liang Wang Siji.

It was also a man who was sent to the capital by the old Liang King to raise him until the old Liang King died of illness and was allowed by Emperor Sheng An to come back and compete for the title of King Liang with a group of brothers.

An Xin thought to himself that he didn't blame this person for being rebellious.

If anyone was sent to a strange place by his relatives when he was a child, saying that he was raised in the capital, who didn't understand that it was a hostage sent by the emperor who was not worried about the vassal king.

Fortunately, the old King Liang did not rebel, or the first to die would be him, the titular son of King Liang.

"Ahem, everybody, hurry up." King Liang was a little lacking in anger when he spoke: "This king is sorry for the people in the fiefdom, he originally wanted to lead the guards in the palace to exterminate those bandits in those years."

Let everyone no longer be harassed by mountain bandits, and all people can live and work in peace and contentment.

However, the palace was restricted by the imperial court, and the number of guards in the palace was regulated, and it was really powerless to deal with the large number of mountain bandits. ”

Hearing King Liang say this, An Xin and Li Ziyu Kong Xun narrowed their eyes slightly at the same time.

An Xin was looking at King Liang, who looked weak, and a flash of clarity flashed in his eyes.

If it does not arouse the anger of the people, how can there be too many people who are willing to be King Liang's private soldiers to oppose the imperial court.

In addition, King Liang was seriously injured in order to exterminate the mountain bandits, but the official yamen, which was controlled by the imperial court, was indifferent to this, not only did not suppress the bandits, but also kept trying to exploit the people.

Lingnan is far away from the capital, and I don't know anything about the government, and it's not what King Liang wants to say.

Every year, the new grain family will be robbed, the people are hungry all the year round, and they are persecuted and exploited by the yamen.

At this time, the housekeeper of the palace helped his master stroke his back so that he could breathe more easily, and said helplessly to the people below:

"Don't force my prince anymore, he was seriously injured in order to help everyone eradicate bandits in those years, so far, leaving the root of the disease.

Moreover, the prince was kind enough to reduce the down payment of 20% of the tax, and the grain collected by our palace every year was not sufficient, and he also distributed most of the grain to those who were more in need.

The county guard yamen was ordered by the imperial court to collect those harsh taxes and miscellaneous taxes, and my prince was just a vassal king with little real power, and he had the power to do not have a single soldier in his hands.

Even if he went to the county guard, no one listened to him, and the old slave hoped that everyone would be more considerate and considerate of our prince's difficulties. ”

An Xin stood in the crowd and smiled slightly at the corners of his mouth.

These two masters and slaves pushed the responsibility of the Lingnan people to live a hard life to the county guard yamen under the control of the imperial court, and they also put this black pot on the head of the court in disguise.

Although I didn't directly incite the people to rebel, I can't call the shots for you without military power, and if someone has someone in my hands, I will definitely exterminate those mountain bandits.

So that they can no longer rob you, and I, the vassal king, have kindly reduced your taxes, and you will definitely be able to live a good life.

Didn't he do this to make the people of Lingnan gradually dissatisfied with the imperial court, and then follow him and support him to rebel.

Kong Xun stood behind with deep eyes, looking at King Liang's not spacious back coldly.

After Emperor Sheng An secretly went to the Huangjue Temple to teach him the imperial technique, Kong Xun did not show a trace of other expressions except for his eyes for a moment, and he still had the appearance of a warm breeze and a bright moon.

Li Ziyu doesn't care about everything that happens in front of him, he is here this time to focus on a companion, he is sensitive and deep-minded, and he knows that this is not the time for him to perform.

None of the future emperors wanted their courtiers to be smarter than him, so Li Ziyu only told him all the anomalies he noticed in the county guard's mansion.

Shan Yongzhen, who watched the excitement in the crowd for a while, seemed to lose interest in the people, who only kowtowed and prayed, and ran back to the palace to find familiar people to play.

Soon after Shan Yongzhen got out of the crowd, An Xin walked into the shop on the street unhurriedly with the note in his hand, bought some things to use and left here.

Returning to the cottage, An Xin returned to her room, took out the note that Shan Yongzhen's little clever ghost stuffed into her hand, and unfolded it to see that the information they had found was written on it.

Seeing that the county guard Xin Xuyao has not entered the backyard for a long time, it seems that he does not spread the truth about the daughter he once loved.

When An Xin contacted Jiang Chenxi and Feng Yuxiu to confess to Wang Yuantao, she casually said a sentence written down by the recorded Xiaoshi, and the doubts in her heart made her fall into contemplation again.

Until a bold idea suddenly flashed through her mind, it seemed that the sick King Liang was not a simple person, but a deep mind and a very powerful vassal king.

An Xin looked out the window at the sunset that was about to sink in the west, and the sky was full of bright red glow.

She knew that if things were as she had guessed, then there would be a bloody storm next.