Peerless Moe Concubine: Get the Black Belly of Your Highness

Chapter 760 Heartless Mountain

"We pay a lot for what we should pay, and we won't pay what we shouldn't!" Fang Xiaodie said stubbornly.

"Miss Fang, how much should I pay? How much should I not pay?" Master Chen looked at Fang Xiaodie.

"The ones that should be handed over are those of our Fang family, and the ones that should not be handed over are the ones that the merchants next to us asked us to hand over!" Fang Xiaodie said.

"According to Fang Xiaodie, those merchants shouldn't have to pay these taxes in the first place. It was only because of the suggestion of the concubine Ying that the emperor began to ask the merchants in the city to raise taxes. If even your Fang family doesn't set an example, Wouldn't that make people laugh out loud?" Master Chen sneered.

"Master Chen's words are wonderful!" Nalan Ying's cold and stern voice suddenly came, and Master Chen's expression changed in shock.

"Your official, Chen Weimin, has seen Concubine Ying!" Chen Weimin knelt on the ground and saluted Nalan Ying.

Nalan Ying stepped out of the carriage with a gloomy expression on her face.

"Mother!" Fang Xiaodie looked at her nervously.

"How much tax should the Fang family pay?" Nalan Ying asked.

"One hundred and seven thousand taels!" Chen Weimin said.

"Brother won't pay?" Nalan Ying looked at Fang Junshan.

"Caomin has prepared the silver taels!" Fang Junshan said with his hands clasped.

"Since that's the case, why is Master Chen dawdling?" Nalan Ying looked at Chen Weimin.

"Your Majesty! I have one more thing to explain!" Chen Weimin knelt on the ground and said.

"What is it?" Nalan Ying frowned.

"Because of the increase in taxes, merchants in the whole city are complaining, saying that they can't pay so much taxes. Therefore, they strongly demand that the Fang Patriarch hand over these taxes to the court instead!" Chen Weimin said in a deep voice.

Nalan Ying was silent for a moment, then laughed angrily: "Chen Weimin! You are so brave!"

Chen Weimin prostrated himself on the ground and said, "I have no other choice. If the Fang family doesn't pay, neither will the other merchants. The emperor entrusted such an important task to the subordinate. If the subordinate cannot complete it, he will be in vain as a minister!"

"What a vain minister!" Nalan Ying sneered, flung his sleeves, sat on a chair beside him and shouted: "Bold Chen Weimin, how can such an unfair thing really come out of your mouth? "

"I really have no choice but to be an official, please forgive me!" Chen Weimin said in a deep voice.

"Patriarch Fang, just hand in what you should hand in, and follow my orders!" Nalan Ying said in a deep voice.

"Wouldn't the empress do this and make all the merchants say that the empress is partial to the Fang family?" Chen Weimin said with twinkling eyes.

"The money that should be taken by the Fang family will not be less, and the money that should not be taken will not be more!" Nalan Ying said coldly.

"Wouldn't your empress's move chill the hearts of all merchants in the city?" Chen Weimin looked at her aggressively.

Nalan Ying sneered: "Chen Weimin, even if the emperor came in person, you would not approve of your approach!"

"Zhen will agree!" Feng Yanli's voice sounded from behind her, and he was wearing a bright yellow long dragon python robe, walking forward with a serious expression, and behind him was Su Zifeng.

"I have seen the emperor!" Chen Weimin had the backbone when he heard Feng Yanli say this, and quickly bowed down in front of him.

"The grass people have seen the emperor!" Fang Junshan led the Fang family to kneel on the ground together.

"Have the Fang family's taxes been paid?" Feng Yanli glanced around and asked.

"My Majesty, Patriarch Fang seems to be dissatisfied with the tax bank!" Chen Weimin glanced at Fang Junshan and said.

"What are you dissatisfied with?" Feng Yanli looked at Fang Junshan.

"The grassroots think that the Fang family paid too much tax!" Fang Junshan said with his head bowed.

"A little too much?" Feng Yanli's expression suddenly darkened.

Fang Xiaodie seemed to feel that something was wrong, and quickly looked at Nalan Ying, only to see that her eyes were full of deep coldness.

"Fang Junshan, don't you know how much your Fang family should pay?" Feng Yan left his mouth and asked.

"Your Majesty, the grassroots know it well!" Fang Junshan said with a frown.

"In that case, let's hand it all over!" Feng Yanli said lightly.

"Your Majesty!" Fang Xiaodie's expression changed drastically.

"Shut up!" Feng Yanli scolded her.

"Your Majesty, why did you ask the Fang family to hand over all of you?" Nalan Ying said slowly, with a deep chill in her icy voice, which made people tremble all over after hearing it.

"Because this is my order!" Feng Yanli could not hear any emotion in his tone.

Nalan Ying glanced coldly at him and Su Zifeng standing behind him, with a mocking smile in his eyes: "Your Majesty, you came here on purpose to make me angry, right?"

"I have always done things aboveboard, unlike some people who don't tell the truth!" Feng Yanli said sarcastically.

"Which of you dares to make the Fang family pay taxes today, believe it or not, I will let Nalanying make you feel peaceful?" Nalanying's cold eyes swept around, making everyone bow their heads immediately.

"Nalan Ying!" Feng Yan bid farewell to her with an ugly expression on his face.

"In my opinion, you are not here to collect taxes today. You are here to trouble my mother's family. Since you are doing this, I am not welcome. Who would dare to touch a hair of Fang's family today?" Nalan Ying gave Chen Weimin a warning look.

"Your Majesty!" Su Zifeng looked at Feng Yanli's face ashen, and anxiously went to comfort him.

Nalan Ying's face darkened, her cold eyes fell on the arm holding Feng Yanli, and a sneer appeared on the corner of her mouth.

"Everyone back down!" Feng Yanli said coldly.

"Yes!" Chen Weimin naturally knew that today's tax money would not be taken away, so he quickly bowed down and took him down.

For a while, only Nalan Ying, Fang Junshan and others were left.

"Your Majesty!" Fang Junshan seemed to want to ease the atmosphere.

Feng Yanli's face was dark, he grabbed Nalan Ying's arm, dragged her and hurried towards the backyard of Fang Mansion.

Su Zifeng wanted to keep up, but was stopped by Fang Xiaodie's outstretched arms, so he secretly worried.

Nalan Ying was dragged by Feng Yanli and couldn't break free. After reaching the back garden, she pushed Feng Yanli away and looked at him with a serious expression.

"Are you enough?" she asked coldly.

"Nalan Ying, why are you so mad at me?" Feng Yanli asked with an ugly expression.

"What do you want to know from me? I didn't do anything to be sorry for you, nor did I do anything to make you feel uncomfortable. Why are you angry with me?" Nalan Ying asked him.

"What happened between you and the King of Beijiang in Weiliang City?" Feng Yanli asked in a deep voice.

"Why do you keep pestering me about this matter? I didn't do anything to him!" Nalan Ying frowned.

"Do you dare to swear on the Unfeeling Mountain?" Feng Yanli asked her word by word.

"Unfeeling Mountain?" Nalan Ying's eyes sank.

"Not bad!" Feng Yanli nodded slowly.

"What is Unfeeling Mountain?" Nalan Ying asked him suspiciously.

(End of this chapter)