The tyrant is changing the plot madly because of the fake princess's voice

Behind the Quchun government office, ten miles east, at the foot of the nameless mountain.

Jiang Yingcheng held the hand of her handsome father, stretched her neck, and kept looking into the cellar that the secret guards had just found.

My eyes are busy, and my heart is always grumbling.

【hiss!!】

Jiang Yingcheng, who had already learned the amount of silver and money from 007, took a deep breath.

[The money here is enough to support dozens of Cheng Chengs at the same time! ]

The chubby little hands unconsciously counted the total amount of stolen money summarized on the panel, bit by bit. The moment the shocking number was spoken, several gasps were clearly heard on the field!

Oops! !

Several figures in the crowd stiffened for a short time, then shook their heads left and right. After confirming that the Minister of Revenue did not suddenly appear like Lu Yao, their minds instantly became active!

When the money manager is not around, you can make a lot of money!!

Before the piles of gold and silver were pulled to the ground, the ministers present looked at each other thoughtfully, and then began their own performances.

The Minister of Rites Chu Jiaxu suddenly sighed and sounded the first battle drum of the day.

After sighing, he gave a look to Pu Yuanzhou, the Minister of Rites, who also worked in the Ministry of Rites.

Pu Yuanzhou: “…”

I understood it, but I didn't dare to move.

Pu Yuanzhou smiled bitterly.

The boss' words successfully attracted the attention of everyone around him. With his weak body of a fourth-rank official, he withstood the sharp gazes of the senior officials.

Bitter tears kept falling down in my heart: "Sir, why are you sighing?"

Very fragile, but still pretending to be strong.

The ministers present: "..."

Damn it, they got the upper hand!

It’s different when we have our own people on the field to cooperate with us!!

but……

Based on the number mentioned by the little guy in his heart...

Even if the Ministry of Rites gets the upper hand, it's not a big deal.

Everyone changed their minds and felt relieved for the time being.

Chu Jiaxu sighed again: "It's okay, I just felt something when I saw this scene..."

After he finished speaking, he raised his eyebrow and gave Pu Yuanzhou another suggestive look.

Pu Yuanzhou: “…”

Pu Yuanzhou: "How do you feel, sir?"

"Alas..." Chu Jiaxu's eyes showed compassion, "I just feel that the lives of the people in Quchun are too difficult."

He raised his head slightly and looked up at the sky at a 45-degree angle: "Just a mere evil county magistrate was able to collect so much money... The resources of an area are limited. The gold and silver in this cellar were taken from the people, but cannot be used for the people. I simply cannot imagine how the people who have been robbed of their money will live..."

The words were spoken passionately and righteously. Although everyone knew that these were just bricks to attract jade, they couldn't help but show some emotion on their faces.

Yes... How hard is the life of the people here...

The county magistrate alone has amassed so much money. If the entire Quchun community follows suit, everyone will be exploited...

Ugh.

Lament the hardships of people’s lives!

Jiang Yanchuan's index finger kept stroking the jade ring on his hand, and he didn't say anything for a while.

Jiang Yingcheng looked at her Uncle Chu blankly, her heart filled with confusion: [Ah...]

The moment this voice rang out, Chu Jiaxu's heart skipped a beat for no reason.

An ominous premonition suddenly arose, and before he could open his mouth to interrupt, the little guy's childish voice sounded again -

[But——the things in the cellar are all protection fees collected from those rebels...]

[This county magistrate is very smart. He knows that if he exploits the people too much, it will easily arouse the people's resistance. That's why he went through so much trouble and personally trained a large group of rebels, and only exploited them from beginning to end...]

[That group of rebels lived frugally and even made various goods in between studying the handouts for the organization to set up stalls at the market. They got up earlier than chickens and slept later than dogs, but in the end, all the money they earned went into the county magistrate's cellar...]

The huhuhu voice turned around and asked a soul-searching question: [Don’t these traitors have any dignity?!]

It was different from the rebels she had read about in the story books before!!

Qingliu present: Ah this——

...It seems, indeed, a bit cowardly, huh? !

Chu Jiaxu: “…”

He forgot all the prepared speech in an instant. The little guy's last soul-searching question kept playing in his mind. Chu Jiaxu's body froze for a long while before he could remember the prepared speech with difficulty.

"This County Magistrate Qu Chun has only been in office for a few years, but he has already accumulated such wealth." He said expressionlessly according to his previous thoughts, pretending to look down into the cellar, then slowly shook his head and said, "You may not know the value of the gold and silver inside."

"Let me tell you this. The gold and silver inside is more than five times the amount of money left over from the New Year's Day banquet in my Ministry of Rites!!"

The words were sonorous, powerful and resounding, and the lingering sound lingered in the place for several breaths before finally dissipating.

The ministers: "..."

It's really hard for you to lay such a long background for crying poor! !

Chu Jiaxu stood in front of the entrance to the cellar, with his hands behind his back. The character of a scholar was fully displayed in his lonely and lofty back. It was a pity that——

Everyone present knew what kind of person he was.

The one who didn't know was still intent on protecting the mountain of gold and silver she had created for her "beautiful father".

Everyone looked at them with disdain, but in fact...

His eyes unconsciously drifted towards the direction of the little guy.

The then Minister of Revenue, Jiao Hongmiao, was a notorious miser. The funds they applied for from the Ministry of Revenue were often discounted in half before being approved. If they deliberately applied for a high price, their application would be rejected on the grounds that it would disrupt the "market price".

The people have been suffering from the Ministry of Revenue for a long time, but there is really no good solution.

This amount of funds, which has not yet entered the Ministry of Revenue's eyes, is like a glittering sweet cake, constantly emitting the fragrance of money, attracting them to stretch out their tentative feet.

However, all the clear-minded people who could hear the little guy's voice knew where the money came from. If they wanted to get a share of it, it still depended on the little guy's willingness.

Jiang Yingcheng's face was blank: [Chu, Uncle Chu is here to ask for money?!]

After listening for so long, she finally understood her uncle Chu's intentions!

This guy is trying to take advantage of her little gold mountain!!

It was too much, but she really had no reason to refuse.

The more Jiang Yingcheng thought about it, the more aggrieved he felt, and he almost couldn't breathe!

Everyone watched helplessly as a layer of mist quickly accumulated in the little guy's eyes. Just as they were about to say something to calm the little guy down, they heard a familiar voice with a hint of resentment, ringing in everyone's ears -

[Uncle Chu spent a month making hot tea for Uncle Jiao, and only managed to apply for such a small amount of funding. Woohoo… If Uncle wants money, then Chengcheng should give some to Uncle——]

Chu Jiaxu: “…”

Chu Jiaxu: “???”