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After Chu Yang left Prince Qiong's Mansion, he did not go directly back to the inn.

Instead, he took his personal soldiers with him, went on a secret visit, and gathered information along the way.

"Your Highness, Qiongzhou is really a poor and barren place, and the people live in hardship." Suo Si couldn't help but sigh.

Chu Yang looked at the dilapidated scene in front of him with a frown on his face.

As he walked along, he saw only desolation and ruin everywhere. The people were ragged and skinny, and he couldn't help but feel a surge of anger in his heart.

In this way, the few of them walked in the city for about two hours.

"Your Highness, there seems to be a tavern up ahead. Let's go in and take a rest." Suo Si suggested.

Chu Yang nodded and walked into the tavern.

The pub was not big, but it was very lively. Several tables were filled with people, all talking and discussing.

Chu Yang found a corner to sit down, ordered a pot of wine and a few side dishes, listened to the conversations of the people around him, and observed the surrounding environment.

"Have you heard? The new King Qiong wants to fight as soon as he arrives!"

"Fight? What kind of war? With our poor and remote countryside, who can we defeat?"

"Who knows? I heard that the King of Qiong has a very strange temper. As soon as he arrived, he gave Lord Yan a warning and said that he would take back the power of taxation..."

"What?! Take back the power of taxation? Then Lord Yan will..."

Hearing this, Chu Yang's heart moved, but he continued to listen calmly.

"Shh! Keep your voice down! Do you want to die? How can you say such nonsense?!"

"Yes, yes, I am so talkative, so talkative..."

Those people seemed to realize that they had said the wrong thing, and they immediately fell silent and stopped talking about the matter.

Chu Yang's heart was filled with turbulent waves.

Taxes? It seems that Yan Xingrong really treats Qiongzhou as his own private territory, and even dares to embezzle taxes!

"Your Highness, it seems that Yan Xingrong has really become a local emperor."

"nothing."

Chu Yang waved his hand, signaling him not to say anything, and continued to listen to the conversation around him.

But the more he listened, the angrier he became.

"It seems that the power of taxation must be taken back. Yan Xingrong is such a greedy person."

Chu Yang muttered to himself, and decided to summon eight hundred soldiers to ambush.

When the time is ripe, take down Yan Xingrong in one sentence.

When he thought of this, he muttered to himself.

"Use the summoning card for 800 elite soldiers of the Xianzhen Camp."

With a thought, a new memory was added to Chu Yang's memory.

That is, when he was repelled by the Huns, there was a group of swordsmen who rushed thousands of miles to take the head of the local general.

I didn't expect it to become a trap camp!

And now, this trap camp is waiting for the enemy in the deep forest outside Qiongzhou City.

"With this amazing weapon, we will surely win."

Chu Yang muttered to himself and continued to listen to the discussions of the people in the tavern.

I don’t know how long.

He put down his wine glass and sneered in his heart, Yan Xingrong, ah Yan Xingrong, you are so bold that you dare to treat the people as fish and slaughter them at will!

the other side.

In Qiongzhou Prefecture.

Yan Xingrong was flipping through the letter in his hand with a proud look on his face.

These were all reply letters from the other four counties, and the words between the lines revealed the same meaning: they were willing to send troops to jointly punish the "traitors"!

"Humph, this Chu Yang, does he really think he is such a popular person? He doesn't even bother to find out whose territory this Qiongzhou belongs to!"

Yan Xingrong threw the letter on the table, his eyes full of greed and viciousness, "As long as I get rid of you, who else in Qiongzhou dares not listen to me?!"

He seemed to have already seen his dream of owning the entire Qiongzhou and becoming a local emperor.

By then, you will enjoy endless wealth and glory!

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but burst into laughter, his laughter was full of pride and arrogance.

"Your Excellency is wise!"

The master flattered on the side, "Chu Yang is just a young boy, how can he be your opponent? Once he dies, we will put the blame on the other four counties. From now on, the taxation of the entire Qiongzhou will be left to you, my lord..."

"Hahaha, you still understand me!"

Yan Xingrong was in a good mood and patted his master on the shoulder, "Don't worry, after I finish my work, you will definitely benefit from it!"

"Thank you, sir! I wish you a successful start and immediate success!"

The lawyer nodded and bowed, with a flattering smile on his face.

Yan Xingrong was in a good mood and immediately began to deploy troops.

He decided to get Chu Yang out of the city first. When he was besieged by soldiers from the four counties, if he died, he died, because he was killed by the soldiers from the four counties anyway.

If he cannot be killed, then he will be brought to Prince Qiong's palace and killed.

In short, he can't survive!

at the same time.

Four teams were marching towards Qiongzhou City in a mighty manner, and the slogans they raised were all "Meeting the New King of Qiong".

The news spread so fast that it became as lively as the Chinese New Year. Those who didn’t know thought that people were coming to welcome the triumphant heroes.

And Yan Xingrong also took action.

At this time, he was rushing to the tavern where Chu Yang was.

Once inside.

Yan Xingrong immediately saw Chu Yang sitting leisurely in the corner. His legs went weak and he fell to his knees with a thud, like a dog whose tail was stepped on.

"Your humble servant Yan Xingrong pays respect to His Majesty!"

This sudden change shocked everyone in the tavern and they almost dropped their glasses.

They had just gathered together, commenting on Chu Yang and making all kinds of outrageous remarks.

Now, the real culprit is standing right in front of them. They are so scared that their faces turn pale and they wish they could find a hole in the ground to crawl into.

"It's over, it's over, this man is actually the new King Qiong!"

"Oh my god, is this the war god King Qiong who defeated the Huns three years ago? He looks too young!"

"It's over, it's over. This is a big problem. He must have heard everything we just said..."

The tavern suddenly exploded with people talking about it, looking at Chu Yang with eyes full of fear and awe.

Seeing this, Chu Yang just smiled slightly, walked calmly to Yan Xingrong, and looked down at him.

"Master Yan, what's wrong? Why are you suddenly doing this kind of honor? Please stand up quickly, please stand up quickly."

Yan Xingrong didn't dare to stand up. He still knelt on the ground, banging his head like pounding garlic, and kept saying this.

"I was stupid and rude just now, I hope Your Majesty will forgive me! From now on, whatever Your Majesty says is what I will do, and I will never dare to complain!"

Chu Yang looked at his cowardly look and sneered in his heart. He knew that this old fox must be up to something again.

However, he wanted to see what Yan Xingrong was up to.

Anyway, his own 800-man formation was ready for battle and could reach Prince Qiong's palace in less than half an hour.

"Okay, since Lord Yan is so loyal, then I am relieved. From now on, the taxes of Qiongzhou will continue to be your responsibility."

As soon as Chu Yang said this, Yan Xingrong was overjoyed and immediately thanked him, "Thank you, Your Majesty! I will do my best and work hard until my death!"

However, when the people in the tavern heard this, their faces became even uglier.

They had been exploited by Yan Xingrong over the years and had long hated him to the core.

Now, Chu Yang actually wants to continue to hand over the power of taxation to Yan Xingrong. How can they accept this?

However, under the pressure of Chu Yang's power, they did not dare to say anything more. They could only be angry but not speak, and pray silently in their hearts.

I hope the new King of Qiong will not disappoint them.