Started from listening to music in the brothel and earned billions of bad people

"Xiao Wangzai, have you checked the warehouse?" Li Xingyun asked Jing Xinmo who was walking into the hall.

He did not forget that Li Qiankun gave him all the silver in the southern border treasury, which was a huge sum of money.

"I've checked, but... there's not much." Jing Xin Mo said with some embarrassment.

"Not much?" Li Xingyun was stunned, then asked, "How much is not much?"

"About 20 million taels of gold." Mirror Heart Demon answered with his head lowered.

"We have arranged people to investigate, and there will be news soon." Mirror Heart Demon added.

"Okay, I got it. Take me to the warehouse." Li Xingyun nodded. There wasn't much silver in the warehouse, so there were only a few possibilities.

Li Qiankun didn't keep his word. He said he would give the money but he didn't intend to. Or maybe the money was in the hands of the four major families, or the previous state governor had embezzled it. No matter which possibility it was, Li Xingyun would get it back. How could he let the money go away?

The two came to the warehouse, and Li Xingyun looked at the empty ground with a sigh. If it were full, how much money would there be~!

"Twenty million taels isn't bad, I should be able to draw something good!" Li Xingyun wanted to spend all the money on the lottery, but he was still worried about the future military rations and salaries. He turned to Jing Xinmo and asked, "Is the profit of the Langya Chamber of Commerce enough to cover the expenses of the entire Southern Xinjiang system?"

A complete system in Southern Xinjiang refers to a full army, sufficient staffing of officials at all levels, food, horses, weapons and a series of other expenses. Li Xingyun's plan is to have a full army of one million people. Just the daily meals are a huge expense. Although the Langya Chamber of Commerce makes huge profits, it is not easy to feed millions of people!

"There shouldn't be any problem. The Langya Chamber of Commerce has begun to expand its business. With the support of many experts, it is developing very smoothly!" Jing Xinmo thought for a moment and replied.

"Well, then I feel relieved." Li Xingyun felt relieved and prepared to draw the lottery. Suddenly, a dull drum sound suddenly rang out!

Boom!

Boom!Boom!

Three consecutive drum sounds attracted Li Xingyun's attention.

"Where does the drum sound come from?" Li Xingyun had a vague guess. There were two big drums at the gate of the government office, which were used to seek justice, and the sound came from that direction.

"It seems to be the drum for seeking justice at the gate of the government office." Jing Xinmo answered uncertainly.

"Let's go and take a look." Li Xingyun temporarily put the idea of ​​drawing a lottery on hold. He had just arrived in southern Xinjiang and someone was already beating the drum to seek justice. This was not a good sign.

At the gate of the Nanjiang government office, a middle-aged woman with ragged clothes and disheveled hair was waving her drumsticks vigorously with a determined look on her face.

"Hey, Widow Zhang, is she going to die? Do you really think that the arrival of a prince can deal with the several major families in Southern Xinjiang?"

"Yes, in my opinion, they are all the same. Widow Zhang is going to die this time!"

"Ah~ This widow is really pitiful. Her husband was beaten to death, her son was kidnapped by human traffickers, and her only remaining daughter was raped by the young master of the Tang family a few days ago!"

A large crowd of onlookers soon gathered at the gate of the government office. Many of them knew the widow Zhang who was beating the drum, and they began to tell her about her tragic experience.

"Who is beating the drum to appeal for justice?" Li Xingyun strode out of the government office with Jing Xin Mo and asked Widow Zhang.

“Sir…” When Widow Zhang saw Li Xingyun, she immediately put down the drumstick in her hand, knelt on the ground with a thud, and banged her head hard on the ground. She looked very excited and could not utter a complete sentence for a long time.

"Sister-in-law, please stand up and talk. Southern Xinjiang is my fiefdom. If you have any grievances, I will help you." Li Xingyun helped Widow Zhang up and comforted her.

These people will be his people in the future, so Li Xingyun naturally cannot bear to see his people suffer and be exploited!

"Prince...Prince, you have to make the decision for me!" Widow Zhang's face was full of tears, and her teeth couldn't help but tremble.

"Well, I'll make the decision for you!" Li Xingyun nodded, turned to look at Jing Xinmo and gave instructions.

"Prepare for the court session. This prince will personally judge the case!"

"Yes, Your Highness!" Jing Xinmo immediately took action. He knew that Li Xingyun wanted to show his muscles, suppress the aristocratic families, and win the hearts of the people!

"this………"

"This new prince doesn't seem to be on the same side as the aristocratic family. Is our southern Xinjiang saved?" A commoner muttered in disbelief as he looked at Li Xingyun's back from afar.

"What the hell are you dreaming about? In my opinion, this is just a formality. I don't believe that what he gave is the most for Widow Zhang and the Tang family." Another citizen sneered at this, thinking that Li Xingyun was just putting on a show.

"I don't think so. Maybe he is really a good official."

"Good official, even if he is really a good official, can he still defeat the Tang family in southern Xinjiang?" The people's awe of the four great families is engraved in their bones. Even the government is not as powerful as the four great families in their eyes!

Not long after, a simple and luxurious court session began.

Li Xingyun sat high in the main seat, with Jing Xinmo beside him, and the Water and Fire Judge, Li Cunzhong, Li Cunxiao, Li Cunli, and Ba Ye standing on his left.

On the right are Liu Ruyan, Jiang Chen, Hou Qing, Feng Lao, Yunxuzi, and Xuanxuzi.

Kneeling beneath the stage was a thin, haggard-looking woman—the unfortunate widow Zhang. She knelt there alone, surrounded by a crowd of ordinary people, each craning their necks to peer inside through the gaps in the crowd, their faces filled with curiosity and concern.

In the lobby, Li Xingyun, dressed in a green robe, sat with an imposing demeanor behind a desk. He held a wake-up stick in his right hand and suddenly swung it vigorously. With a crisp "snap," the stick slammed heavily onto the desk. The sound, like thunder, instantly quieted the previously noisy scene.

"Who is kneeling in the audience? Tell us your name quickly!" Li Xingyun stared at Widow Zhang in the audience with a sharp gaze and asked loudly.

When the widow Zhang heard the question, her body trembled slightly, and she kowtowed quickly and replied, "My lord, I am Zhang." Her voice trembled slightly, and she seemed very frightened.

"Oh? What do you want to report to me?" Li Xingyun continued to ask with a gloomy face.

"I want to sue someone." Widow Zhang raised her head and looked at Li Xingyun with tearful eyes.

"Who are you telling?" Li Xingyun raised his eyebrows and asked.

"It's Tang Xiaosan, the young master of the Tang family!" When Widow Zhang said the name Tang Xiaosan, a raging rage suddenly ignited in her eyes, as if she wanted to eat the other person alive.