Su Xiu's words were like drumsticks, and every time they hit the man's heart.

Especially the sentence "Everyone has enough to eat, everyone wears clothes." ”

The man didn't know if such a day would come in this Chu country.

But at this moment, the man was sure that the eldest son of the Su family in front of him, the young master of his own family, had really changed.

is no longer the young master who used to look for flowers and ask willows.

The man clenched his hands into fists and knelt on one knee at Su Xiu.

"In the Lower Heavenly Machine Gate, one of the four cardinals, belonging to the number of Yan, will be sent from now on."

Su Xiu smiled and threw the bead in his hand to Yan.

"Today's conversation is effective for anyone in the Heavenly Machine Gate, since you are a martial artist and one of the four cardinals, then my safety will be handed over to you."

Yan clasped his hands into fists and whispered, but said in a sonorous voice: "My subordinates will never give up." ”

Su Xiu waved his hand: "What is immortal, unlucky." ”

"But you do have to pay attention to a group of people in black, with extremely high martial arts, very strong strength, poisonous ones, and hidden weapons."

"These people are extremely mysterious, and there is no trace of them."

"Our Tianjimen Xiucai hasn't found the slightest clue, you can worry about these people."

Yan nodded and gave Su Xiu a firm look.

"Please, young master, don't worry!"

Su Xiu patted Yan on the shoulder, said a few words, and then turned his head and walked towards the county office.

When I arrived at the county office, I went to bed.

Nothing was said all night.

……

In the early morning after January, Su Xiu went for a morning jog as usual.

Unlike normal days, smoke rises early on both sides of the street.

I guess it's burning the kang, after all, in winter, the temperature plummets.

The tree-lined path that was not paved with cement and stone slabs was cracked by the frost, and the north wind was like a knife, scraping on Su Xiu's face.

Su Xiu tightened his jacket and jogged on both sides of the riverbank that had frozen into ice.

This month of December is not as attractive as the ripening and attractive fruits of August and September, but he also has his unique sense of beauty.

After the morning exercise, Su Xiu ate his pickled white porridge, thinking about the letter his father had mailed him.

You'll have to prepare for it yourself.

……

There are many flowers, and each has a branch.

On the side of Yanzhou Thorn History, because of Su Xiu's advice, all the casinos in the county were transformed into green buildings.

In the past month, the harvest has been very rich, and the tax revenue has directly increased by more than four or five times.

In winter, merchants traveling between Chu and Qi will basically pass through Yanzhou.

Each merchant will stay for three or five days, and he will keep the singer he is familiar with for three or five days before leaving.

After all, no one wants to travel far in winter.

With a ready-made gentle township, who is willing to walk thousands of miles.

Besides, these businessmen made money, just for enjoyment, so they naturally stayed for two more days.

This Yanzhou assassination history sat back and enjoyed its success, and without touching a single penny, Yanzhou's tax revenue increased several times.

Inside the city of Yanzhou.

Assassin's House.

Zhang Zhidong is drinking boiled tea and savoring it.

The master of Yanzhou on the side, flipping through the account book, carefully reported to his own assassination history.

Zhang Zhidong didn't speak, just shook his head and tasted this tea.

It's as if what the master book says has nothing to do with him.

After the master book was finished, Zhang Zhidong raised his drooping eyelids and looked at the master book in front of him.

"You say, at the end of this year, if the tribute and the tax revenue of Yanzhou exceed 10 million taels, how should Emperor Chu feel?"

The main book smiled and looked at the history of thorns, and the corners of his mouth were listed on the tooth flowers.

"My lord, you really have the means to get the tax power of the city that never sleeps."

"In this Yanzhou, it's really easy for you to do anything, and now even the city that never sleeps is yours."

Zhang Zhidong pursed his lips, and did not answer the words of the master book, but mentioned it.

"Don't say that, no matter who this tax belongs to, it will be used for the subjects of our Great Chu Dynasty."

"As the saying goes, what is taken from the people is what is taken from the people, and if you think about it, this is the way."

Yanzhou's master secretary modestly echoed on the side.

"What you're saying, what you're saying, I'm narrow-minded this time."

Zhang Zhidong snorted and put down the teacup in his hand.

"Good tea, it seems that the Longjing in this West Lake is really the best in tea."

The master book hurriedly catered to it.

"Yes, then the county guard of Fengxian County does have a heart."

Zhang Zhidong nodded, then got up and walked out.

When the people were about to disappear into the hall, Zhang Zhidong's voice slowly floated in.

"In the long history of Yanzhou, there has always been a shortage of one, so let this Fengxian County guard take care of it."

Master book, hands clenched into fists.

"Yes!"

Walk to the front of the hall.

Look at the snowflakes flying in the sky, and the north wind that looks like a tiger, roaring wantonly in the sky.

Looking at all this, the corners of Zhang Zhidong's mouth slowly rose.

This year was a year of good luck for me, and I doubled the state's tax revenue without much effort.

Although the weather is drifting with goose feathers and heavy snow, our Yanzhou Thorn History is proud of the spring breeze at the moment!

Just when Zhang Zhidong was proud, an officer and soldier suddenly ran towards the hall outside the door.

The officers and soldiers who burst into the beautiful scenery broke Zhang Zhidong, who was enjoying the beautiful scenery, in an instant.

Then his face sank.

"Panic, what is it like, what is so panicked!"

When the visitor saw Yaxing, who had disturbed his own assassination history, he couldn't care so much for a while.

Quickly gasping for breath and briefly organizing the language in his mind.

"My lord, Emperor Chu has arrived outside the city, waiting for you to meet him!"

As soon as Zhang Zhidong heard that Emperor Chu had arrived outside the city, his originally calm face changed dramatically in an instant.

In a panic, he asked this family to bring his court clothes.

A cup of tea

Zhang Zhidong, who was in a hurry, after putting on his court clothes, trotted all the way to the outside of the city and knelt in front of Luan.

"Minister, Yanzhou Thorn Shi is late, and I hope Your Majesty will forgive me!"

Emperor Chu didn't say anything, snorted coldly, and walked towards the city.

Zhang Zhidong saw that Emperor Chu ignored him, so he knew that he was not interested in following Emperor Chu and walked towards the city.

While walking, he looked at Emperor Chu and followed him, all of whom were important ministers in the court.

Among Emperor Chu's entourage, there were six, including Zuo Xiang, and even Su Wenhai, who was deposed as prime minister, followed them.

Zhang Zhidong looked at the mighty crowd, combined with the situation when he met Emperor Chu just now.

Suddenly, cold sweat ran down his neck.

The face became extremely bad, and outsiders looked like they were proud of the spring breeze just now.

Everyone walked into Yanzhou Mansion in a grand manner.

Emperor Chu waved the hem of his robe and sat directly on the public court of Yanzhou Mansion.

The officials of the six departments below, civil and military, stood on both sides by themselves.

Su Wenhai also found a place of his own in the crowd, a quiet stander.

After everything was settled, Emperor Chu in the hall slapped the hall and shouted angrily.

"Zhang Zhidong, you are guilty!"