Manchu traitor, how can you let me be the emperor of the ages

Chapter 159: Integrity of Officials!Yan Song decides for the people!
Ziwei Hall, Political Affairs Hall.

Wu Meiniang and Lu Zhi sat next to Li Qian and wrote their proposals on the small ticket with a pen.

Li Gan stared at a memorial in front of him and fell into a daze.

Ever since he came back from Pingkangfang that day, Li Qian had some thoughts about the Juren group.

The Juren class is very special. There has always been a folk saying that poor scholars and rich Juren.

In other words, according to the common sense of the common people, there are many poor people who are talented, but with the status of juren, basically there is no poorer person.

The reason is very simple. If you are admitted to Juren, you can be exempted from land tax and corvee in large quantities. When a person becomes a Juren, a large number of fellow villagers and gentry will contribute their land to the name of Juren.

In this way, you only need to pay a part of filial piety to the Juren every year, and you don’t need to pay taxes to the court, and the amount of this part of filial piety is smaller than the court tax, so many people are keen to contribute.

In addition, Juren can also rely on his own status to exempt more than a dozen households from corvee. In fact, this is what many people value most.

For some rich people, they may not be short of the price difference of those food taxes, but this privilege of exempting from corvee is extremely important to them.

The so-called corvee service includes forced labor, miscellaneous labor, military service, etc., which means that the government summons ordinary people to work without paying or paying.

Such as forced labor, the most obvious ones are the civilian husbands recruited by the imperial court's forbidden army this year.

They want to help the imperial army transport food, grass and ordnance all the way to Wu State, and follow the front or rear of the army.

If you are lucky, you can come back. If you are unlucky, you just encounter the enemy's food interception or other accidents, get injured, or die directly. This may mean the destruction of a family, and the people have nowhere to go. Justify it.

There is no compensation for work-related injuries in this era, and it is impossible for the imperial court to compensate you as a small citizen, so you can only admit that you are unlucky.

No matter whether you have money or not, as long as you are put on a difficult and arduous corvee, it is very likely that the family will lose its vitality, and even the family will be destroyed.

Therefore, people like to use their names to escape corvee under the names of Juren and Jinshi, but the total number of civilian workers needed by the imperial court will not decrease.

If the total amount remains the same, the corvee can only be added to the remaining helpless people. The fewer the people, the heavier the corvee will be, and they will be more and more out of breath...

In Li Qian's view, the appearance of every Juren is to add another burden to Xiaomin's back.

Of course, the accounts cannot be completely calculated in this way.

The imperial court must rely on these people and the privileged class to govern the country, rely on them to benefit the people, and count on them to rectify the country's ills...

This is a process of canceling each other out. If the privileged class can do something and work diligently to benefit the people, it can offset the privileges they enjoy, and even have a surplus, making Dagan stronger and stronger.

But not every privileged class' actions are worthy of the imperial court's contribution to them, the reduction or exemption of food tax and corvee, and some people even play a side effect in it.

The two cannot offset and balance each other, and the result is that Dagan gradually went downhill...

There is no longer green smoke curling up from the incense burner, the mouths of dragon heads and cranes have gradually cooled down, and the refreshing incense in the burner has long been burned, leaving only a little red light still breathing weakly in the embers.

The old eunuch wanted to go up and replace it with another one, but Li Qian stopped him.

The first emperor liked this thing, but he didn't like it very much. He always felt that it was a bit like a stimulant, which would damage the nervous system.

With a pen in his hand, he writes and draws unintentionally on the paper. He lifts up the ranks above the people, including the civil servants in the court, which is a huge force.

With the current situation, Li Qian couldn't do anything to them, such as reducing the treatment of Juren, that would be self-destruction.

A great man once said that the truth is to make many friends and few enemies.

Li Qian can only follow the trend, unite those privileged classes and officials who want to do something, help them, and let this offset balance gradually return to normal, so as to gradually reverse the decline of Dagan.

To change the balance, we must try our best to choose honest and honest officials, or capable ministers who have the ability to make the people live a better life...

Thinking of this, Li Gan dug out a memorial, which was not a memorial written by the officials below, but a letter written by He Shen to Li Gan, which was regarded as a personal letter.

Although mentioning Nengchen, Li Gan was the first to think of He Shen as a bit ironic.

But I have to say that this little fat man still has two brushes. He not only punished the corrupt officials that Li Gan wanted to engage in, but also made disaster relief impressive. He also came up with such a way to make money and reduce costs. , to increase court revenue.

This letter introduced his actions in the two disaster areas of Xingyang and Bianzhou, including borrowing food, repairing river embankments, building dams and silting land, etc.

This is much better than some people who can only talk.

Maybe he also made a profit when he built the river, but at least he made the people along the river banks have enough to eat.

Moreover, if this embankment can really be built, it will definitely greatly improve the land conditions in Xingyang and Bianzhou, making these two places another grain-producing area for the imperial court after the Guanzhong Plain, and allowing the imperial court to reduce the pressure on various places. Grain dependence.

But here lies the crux of the matter.

Li Gan felt that if he saw the huge benefits contained in it, there must be others who saw it too.

Who wouldn't want millions of acres of high-quality fertile land?
Presumably the officials of the imperial court and the local gentry and big family have all been staring at him.

In this case, what will He Shen and Yan Song do?

Li Gan stared at the letter paper, lost in thought for a long time, thinking about this matter, honest people are not necessarily ministers, for example, some censors usually point and point with their toes, but they may not be able to do it when it comes to real things. Can stand.

People like He Shen and Yan Song who can do things are not very clean. They may take advantage of this opportunity to make a lot of money...

"Your Majesty, this is a letter from He Shen, His Excellency and Prime Minister Yan."

While he was in a daze, the old eunuch suddenly walked in from the door, holding two secret letters in his hand.

"bring here."

Li Gan waved his hands with great interest. Could there be any new tricks this time?

Wu Meiniang and Lu Zhi also stopped writing and looked at Li Gan curiously.

Li Qian first opened He Shen's letter, which said that thanks to His Majesty, everything in Xingyang is going well, and construction will start soon, and he announced to the people and victims that the dam will be silted up.

In addition, I would like to thank His Majesty for proposing the method of restricting the people from buying and selling land, so that those big households cannot merge their properties...

Li Qian was suddenly taken aback while reading.

"When did I say that?"

Li Gan thought for a moment, then suddenly understood He Shen's intentions, and laughed out loud: "He doesn't want me to take the blame for him, does he?"

Heshen's principle is probably to be kind to others and make money with harmony.

Even if he can resist the pressure of those big gentry, he will not completely stand on the opposite side of those big gentry, let alone tear himself apart with those people.

"Your Majesty, Mr. and I are too self-assertive, aren't we?"

Wu Meiniang frowned and said, "Isn't this causing trouble for His Majesty?"

But Lu Zhi smiled lightly and said, "How can you say that you are causing trouble?"

"Your Majesty and I have said it in the letter. As soon as these words come out, thousands of people will surely praise His Majesty's kindness, and those people who have benefited from it will definitely be grateful for the kindness. Is this troublesome?"

Wu Meiniang shook her head lightly, Danfeng's eyes showed two cold arcs: "What's the use of the people's praise?"

"This move has offended those big gentry and their relatives and friends in the officialdom. What good does it do His Majesty?"

"Your Majesty He is shrewd, keep the good ones for yourself, and leave the bad ones to His Majesty..."

"do not talk like that."

Li Gan shook his head with a smile, and opened the letter from Yan Song again.

The content of this letter is very similar to that of Heshen's letter, and the plagiarism rate reached an astonishing 90.00%, which made Li Gan a little unsure for a while whether the two of them got together to discuss and write the letter, or why could they? so like it?

But at the end of Yan Song's letter, he said otherwise that the disaster was urgent, and he had already started to build dams on the north bank to silt the ground.

At this time, the controversy is quite heavy, and it will definitely attract a lot of criticism. Please don't believe the villain's slander and so on.

After reading it, Li Qian smiled lightly: "It seems that Yan Xiang also has a heart of worry, slander and ridicule..."

He put away the two letters, put them aside, and looked at Wu Meiniang with a smile: "Meiniang, in fact, what I did with the Qing family is quite in line with my wishes. The little people you mentioned are the foundation of my career." .”

Seeing Wu Meiniang's expression, she seemed a little unconvinced.

However, Li Qian could also understand her thoughts. After all, they did not have the education that Li Qian had experienced since childhood, and they did not know some truths.

But Li Gan had to explain this to her clearly, this was the most fundamental difference.

There can be disagreements in opinions on weekdays, but this most basic truth cannot be vague.

If the idea cannot be reversed, this kind of disagreement will always exist, and the two will continue to have conflicts in government affairs, which will eventually lead to Li Gan having to give up Wu Meiniang...

"I know that the big families have money and food, there are people in the court, and they can organize soldiers at critical moments."

Li Gan said to her: "But Mei Niang, have you ever thought about why they can do this?"

Wu Meiniang frowned lightly, and looked at Li Gan with some puzzlement: "Your Majesty, isn't it because they colluded with the court officials?"

Li Qian said with a smile: "The reason why the big households can call the wind and rain is not because they are powerful, but because they have the support of the small people."

"Ejin should know that although those big landlords have been oppressing the small people, collecting rent and occupying the land, often in a village, those big landlords are the most authoritative."

"Sometimes even the words of the government are not as easy to use as them."

Lu Zhi lightly nodded his head, quite agreeing with Li Qian's words: "Your Majesty, many ordinary people depend on landlords to survive."

"It goes without saying that the tenants who rent the land, if there is no landlord to rent the land to them, they will definitely starve to death. Even those who have land at home are willing to follow those big gentry and landlords on weekdays."

"After all, in case of any famine, they will have to rely on the food stored by the big family to survive..."

"Hehe~"

Li Gan chuckled twice and shook his head: "Look, the common people don't want to trust our imperial court anymore. In the event of a famine, the first thing they consider is the big households, rather than trusting the imperial court's disaster relief."

Lu Zhi's pretty face changed slightly, and she hastily bowed her head and said, "Your Majesty, it's my concubine's slip of the tongue."

"There is no slip of the tongue, isn't this what I asked you to say?"

Li Gan sat for too long, got up and stretched his muscles and bones a little, and walked to the window with his hands behind his back.

The verdant green and the beautiful flowers and trees set off the red pillars in the distance.

A cool breeze blows on the face, wrapped in a burst of fragrance of flowers.

Li Gan looked along the fragrance of flowers, golden autumn and September, but saw chrysanthemums blooming like hydrangeas, red, purple, yellow and orange, each with its own posture.

"Speaking of this, I also feel ashamed."

Li Gan withdrew his gaze, turned to look at Lu Zhi and Wu Meiniang, and sighed softly: "The ministers and officials of our court do not think of making decisions for the people when they are officials, they only want to make a lot of money for themselves. "

"It's been a long time, who else will trust these people? Not to mention the imperial court? Just like the Changping warehouse incident in Longxi a while ago, how can the people trust it when it is spread?"

"When we needed the food in the warehouse to save our lives, we found that it was just an empty warehouse. Our Song County Sheriff had to burn even an empty warehouse, leaving nothing for the people..."

At the end, Li Gan's voice gradually became softer.

Those who believe may have starved to death long ago, and now only unbelievers are left.

This is also one of the fatal situations faced by Li Gan, the lack of credibility of the imperial court.

"His Majesty……"

Lu Zhi bit her red lips lightly, lowered her head, not knowing what to say.

Wu Meiniang stood up and walked to him, stretched out her arms, and gently rubbed away Li Gan's frowning brows.

"Your Majesty, haven't you already punished Song Min?"

She said softly: "In the future, one corrupt official like this will be killed one by one, and the common people will naturally trust the imperial court again when they see it."

There were bursts of fragrance from the nose, and the soft touch between the brows made Li Gan feel a little less tired.

He smiled and said, "If this is the case, I'm afraid someone will rebel immediately." He is not Zhu Yuanzhang, the pioneer of anti-corruption. He is in charge of the soldiers and horses of the whole country.

"Many of these officials are related to rich families... Even if they are not officials from rich families, they will inevitably be involved with them after becoming officials."

Li Gan shook his head lightly: "So, the problem comes back to the big family and the small people."

Wu Meiniang nodded her head: "Yes, Your Majesty, I have been educated..."

Li Qian stretched out his hand and patted the tip of her buttocks with a smile: "No, you didn't understand!"

"His Majesty……"

Wu Meiniang's voice softened a little, she turned her back and covered her butt with her hands, and looked up at Li Gan with a blushing face.

"The big families drive the small people, so they have the confidence to fight against the court."

Li Gan said with a smile: "If one day, all the ordinary people can trust the imperial court more than trusting them, everything in the world can be accomplished."

The imperial power does not go to the countryside, and the power in the village is actually firmly in the hands of the big households. Any official should respect their opinions when they go to the place.

Mencius said: It is not difficult to govern, and you will not offend the rich.

Ministers like Lian Heshen and Yan Song must respect the opinions of the Zheng family in Xingyang and the local big families when they go to the place, which shows the great influence of those big families.

But if one day, the words of the imperial court are more useful than theirs, and they can directly organize the small people below, then the foundation of the existence of these big households will be greatly weakened.

"His Majesty……"

Wu Meiniang still had some doubts in her eyes, and looked up at Li Qian: "But the small people can only struggle to survive, and they can't survive if they encounter a famine. The big families have money and food..."

Li Qian smiled lightly and shook his head, not knowing how to explain the vast ocean of the People's War to her.

"The number of small people is a hundred times, a thousand times that of big people."

Li Gan said with a smile: "As long as the imperial court can convince them, the power of these people is absolutely unmatched by the rich."

He can only tell Wu Meiniang in such words, and she will understand when she sees the power of it someday.

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Wu Meiniang lowered her head, her voice was a little dull.

Li Gan embraced her soft waist and walked towards the table with a smile: "Don't be in a hurry, this matter has to be done slowly so that you can see the power of it."

"Your Majesty, how do you reply to the letter with your lord and Prime Minister?" Lu Zhi asked from behind the table.

"Back? No need to go back."

Li Gan smiled softly and said, "We don't need to do anything."

"Since they have all done this kind of thing, sooner or later there will be people who are dissatisfied."

"Although Heqing's family pushed the matter to Zhen, won't others cause trouble for them?"

"I just helped the two of them distract a little bit. When those people who like to make trouble start to make trouble, I will just give them a hand."

"Your Majesty is wise." Wu Meiniang and Lu Zhi said with a smile.

This approach is simply the most brilliant.

Li Gan's predictions are correct, things are developing in this direction...

Original Wu County.

Today is the day to release the notice, but Hu Zongxian is not as usual at all. After writing the notice, he discusses it with the master in detail.

He directly copied several copies of the notice written by Yan Song, and posted it below.

Not surprisingly, as soon as this notice was posted, it immediately caused an uproar.

At the gate of the county government, Shenming Pavilion.

Supported by eight thin columns, covered with black tiles, the four corners are flying.

Several yamen servants in soap clothes stepped into the booth, cleaned up all the debris of the other notices pasted inside, and then brushed the paste on the list, pasted this big notice on it, clanging A few gongs were struck.

Then the yamen servants turned and left, went, busy posting notices in various villages.

The people passing by the roadside heard the sound of the gong, and several of them immediately gathered around.

"Don't look, Chen Laoliu, can you understand the words?" There were laughter and cursing from passers-by outside.

The man who was ridiculed was not angry, and said sullenly to the outside: "I don't understand, but Brother Lu's house sells paper and pens, so he still can't understand?"

"Brother Lu, what is written on it?"

At this time, a lot of people had gathered around Shenming Pavilion, and they all looked eagerly at the middle-aged man standing in front of the list, dressed in a straight skirt of green silk.

The man glanced roughly at first, then smiled and said to the surroundings: "Building the embankment is a matter of repairing the embankment."

"Hi! I thought it was a strange thing!"

"Didn't the story of the embankment be built a long time ago?"

"Isn't it? If the embankment is broken, it can't be repaired? The officials in this yamen really have enough time to panic, and they even wrote a special word..."

Brother Lu, who sells paper and pens, laughed, and glanced at the poster again.

But it was this look that made him stunned.

"Damming the silting ground...the court actually wants to dam the silting ground!" He couldn't help but exclaimed.

Hearing this, the people around Shenming Pavilion suddenly felt relieved, and those who were about to leave also stopped.

The crowd was overwhelmed with excitement, their joy was beyond words, and they asked loudly:

"How to fight? Where is the ground?"

"Can it silt up to my house? Brother Lu? It's just west of Chenjiagou. It's very flooded. When I went to see it a few days ago, the water hadn't receded!"

"When will it grow? I still have five acres of farmland, can I catch up with next year's grain planting..."

Lu Qiang, who was in the pen and paper business, looked at the announcement, his mouth opened wider and wider, and more and more people surrounded him when he heard the news, and the chaos here became louder and louder.

"The silt... the silt..."

Lu Qiang suddenly shouted loudly: "Everyone! All!"

He shouted excitedly: "The land along the river in our former Wu County has been silted up!!"

"what?"

"real or fake?"

"So many places..."

The people who had just experienced a flood were temporarily overwhelmed by the happy news, and subconsciously doubted the authenticity of the news.

"I'll see, I'll see!"

With so many people here, literacy naturally appeared again.

"Let me see, let me see!" A young man in a shirt squeezed out from the crowd and ran into the pavilion.

"It's Little Chen Xiucai!"

The crowd fell silent, looking at him eagerly.

The little Chen Xiucai looked at it, but his complexion became worse and worse, but he still said to the surrounding crowd: "It is true that the river will be silted up!"

The people around immediately cheered, and some of them excitedly took their things and ran home to inform their families and neighbors.

Lu Qiang was also very happy, but he noticed Chen Xiucai's face, and then asked in confusion: "Chen Xiucai? What's the matter? Is it a good thing to dam the ground?"

Then Chen Xiucai said angrily: "My family's dozens of acres of land were sold by my second uncle the day before yesterday!"

"What?" Lu Qiang was surprised, what else happened?

After the two said this, the common people found out that there are quite a few cases of people around them being bought and reprimanded.

"Three yuan for one mu! It's really a thousand knives. My family's ten mu of land was bought by that limp Liu from Liujiazhuang!"

"He also bought my field, but I will sell him three acres!"

"Haha! I remember that the old Zhou's family next door sold more than 60 acres of land in one go. Isn't it beautiful? I'll see how he looks when I go back..."

Just this year, there was a flood, and many places were flooded, and the river did not recede for a long time. Even good fields would be ruined sooner or later, let alone the original fields.

This kind of land that can't grow crops is useless in the first place, and now when someone wants to buy it, most people will still readily agree.

After all, if you don't sell it, you don't sell it for nothing.

It's just that I didn't expect that the yamen would post a notice every few days that the dam would be silted up!
Lu Qiang stared dumbfounded at the excited people below, never expecting this to happen.

He is not a local, but a businessman from other places.

Although I also bought land here, I didn't buy Lutian, and no one would buy that stuff when they bought land.

So this incident did not affect him.

But Lu Qiang still looked at Chen Xiucai subconsciously: "Chen Xiucai, didn't the notice say that the land you bought before doesn't count?"

"That's what the notice says, does it work?"

Chen Xiucai still looked at the notice in the pavilion with bitterness: "Who doesn't know that Limp Liu is working for Yuanwai Liu of Liujia Village. His relatives are high-ranking officials in the capital, and if they get the land in his hands, they can still ask for it back." ?"

"The government didn't recruit!"

When the people who sold their land heard Lu Qiang's words, they held a glimmer of hope at first, but after hearing these words again, they all became dejected and sighed.

"This... this is not necessarily the case."

Lu Qiang pointed at the notice, and stammered, "It's not mentioned in the notice, but His Majesty and the court said it together. No matter how powerful Liu Yuanwai is, can he beat them?"

"Let's go, let's find him to make a theory!!"

With so many old folks around, Chen Xiucai also gained confidence, and led a group of villagers who had been tricked into selling their land, and rushed to Liujia Village in a mighty way.

The commotion here is so loud, it is natural that it cannot be hidden from the officials in the county government.

After seeing those people leaving, a small official in soap clothes hurried to the back hall of the county government office.

"Yan Xiang, Mr. Zheng, the county magistrate, those people have all gone to Liujia Village, and the leader is a scholar!"

"Scholarly?"

The master Zheng in the hall is named Zheng Chen, and he is none other than Zheng Chen's younger brother.

At this moment, he was wearing a plain gray silk robe, and was looking at the yamen servant curiously: "Which scholar?"

"It's Chen Xiaoxiu from Chenjiagou, and some land in their house was bought by Liu Liezi."

Zheng Chen glanced at Yan Song with some hesitation: "Mr. Yan, isn't Guochao always dislikes lawsuits? Will this..."

Yan Song smiled and shook his head: "Brother Zheng, although I don't like lawsuits by students, the students I work on must be bloody!"

"It's impossible for a villain like this to run rampant in the village, oppress the villagers, and still shrink back!"

"If my fellow scholars don't even dare to say anything when they encounter this kind of thing, then this book of sages and sages will be read in vain. What is the blood of my fellows? The country is about to perish!"

Zheng Chen was stunned for a moment, it was the imperial court not to allow a lawsuit, and now it is also the imperial court that is bloody.

You are also the bitch, and you are also the archway, right?
How can it be reasonable?

Hu Zongxian sat at the bottom, and when he saw this, he smiled and said: "What Prime Minister Yan said is very true."

He turned his head and looked at Zheng Zhen with a smile: "Master Zheng, this little scholar Chen is also a man of blood, and he will definitely become a great weapon in the future."

"good."

Zheng Chen also sat up straight, and said with a smile: "He is a good boy, no matter what other people's land is, anyway, I will definitely give him his land back!"

"Everyone can get it back! Don't worry, Mr. Zheng!"

Hu Zongxian laughed loudly and said: "If there is only one next person, I definitely dare not praise this kind of praise."

"But now Prime Minister Yan is also sitting in Yuanwu, helping the people to get the land back, it's really easy!"

Yan Song added with a smile: "Naturally, we still have to follow the court's law. Even the prime minister can't overwhelm others with power."

"That's natural."

Zheng Chen suddenly sighed softly, and said with emotion: "To be honest, since Prime Minister Yan came to our Xingyang, I have really seen the character of a famous official."

"To this day, I don't know that the one I saw before was not a minister at all, but all of them were rice bugs!"

Hu Zongxian suddenly glanced at Zheng Chen vigilantly, but he didn't expect this old boy to have such profound knowledge.

Naturally, Yan Song's body was even lighter, he took a sip of tea with a smile, and said: "Brother Zheng's words are a bit extreme, there are still many honest officials in the court..."

Zheng Zhen waved his hand helplessly: "Needless to say, Prime Minister Yan! My brother used to be a sheriff, and my father was Tai Changqing before. How can I not know their virtues?"

Yan Song almost spit out a sip of strong tea, and there is such a arrangement of his own brother and father?
Hu Zongxian also stared at Zheng Chen dumbfounded. He had always known that this old man had a fierce personality, but he did not expect him to be so fierce.

Zheng Chen took a sip of tea and said disdainfully: "I won't call my father an old man, but my brother is a dog, and he is still a sheriff?"

"I put on airs in that yamen every day, put on airs, pretend to be gods and play ghosts, and like to flatter my boss and flatter my horse."

"He has learned everything from my dad, it's exactly the same."

The corner of Yan Song's mouth twitched, he couldn't say right, right, so he scolded his own father and brother along with Zheng Chen, right?

"Don't tell me, I haven't stopped working in the past few years. I always think about this and that..."

Zheng Chen seems to be resentful towards his brother, and complained endlessly: "A while ago, I gave my granddaughter to someone else to be a concubine. Listen, is this something people do?"

Yan Song was startled, and suddenly became interested: "Brother Zheng, why don't you elaborate?"

……

Liujiazhuang.

Liu Yuanwai dared to take this opportunity to buy and reprimand Lutian, so he was naturally fully prepared.

He had already positioned his opponents in those county government offices and imperial courts. As for a young scholar leading a group of mud-legged...

mob!Liu Yuanwai didn't pay attention to them at all.

Chen Xiucai and his party went there without even seeing him, so they were coaxed away by the servants of the Liu residence.

A group of people walked dejectedly on the road from the village, feeling depressed.

Little Chen Xiucai's face was even hotter, and he brought a group of villagers to ask for land, but he didn't even see the face of the owner.

He faintly felt that the villagers around him looked at him differently.

"We'll be back sooner or later!!"

As Chen Xiucai was walking, he suddenly couldn't help it anymore, blushed and said angrily, "I don't believe that Liu Yuanwai can cover the sky with one hand!"

"If it's a big deal, let's sue all the way to the capital, let's sue the imperial court!"

"Okay~" The villagers got up and expressed their support.

"Yan Xiang is still in our Yuanwu County! Let's go find him!"

Someone suddenly yelled, and the crowd exploded even more.

"Yan Xiang is the master of Qingtian, and he can definitely make decisions for us!"

"Let's go find Prime Minister Yan. It's not just a matter of saying that he wants to rule Yuanwai Liu!"

"Chen Xiucai, we can't read or speak, why don't you take us there?"

"That's right, we don't have many students in Chenjiagou, but we can only count on you to come out ahead..."

It's not a good thing for a student to get involved in a lawsuit, let alone go to a big man like Yan Song?
But Chen Xiucai's young man is full of energy and blood. He was provoked just now, and he was already impulsive. Now he is encouraged by his father and fellow villagers, and the impulse in his heart quickly overwhelmed the shyness.

"Let's go! Let's find Prime Minister Yan to make the decision!!"

(End of this chapter)