Reborn, meet you again!

Song Yi felt that he had seen enough different kinds of people in his life, and those who tried to flatter him were even more numerous.

But this little girl was not afraid of his intimidation. She looked at him seriously with a sincerity in her eyes that even he could not see was fake. This was the first time he had seen such a girl.

He glanced at Jiang Zheng, who was standing beside Song Wan and looked relatively calm. He seemed to be trying hard to cooperate with his daughter's words and put on some "admiration" expression, but he could tell the truth from the false at a glance.

Raised eyebrows.

"Oh? Master Jiang also admires me?"

Jiang Zheng couldn't let his daughter down, so he could only bite the bullet and say yes.

Song Yi couldn't help but chuckle.

"Then I really want to hear what you admire about me."

Jiang Zheng immediately felt miserable.

What to admire?

His daughter is trying to trick him.

Although he traveled around doing business, he often said some polite words on a daily basis.

But how could he write a story about Prime Minister Song, a man despised by all the people?

He said he worked hard to improve himself...

Do you know how to guess the emperor's mind and flatter him?

Pooh!

But now that things have come to this, he can only bite the bullet and say it.

"The Prime Minister single-handedly surpassed all the other students at the Imperial College and took the top spot, becoming a role model for students from disadvantaged backgrounds across the country."

"Although I come from a merchant family and cannot participate in the imperial examinations, the prime minister's deeds have inspired me, a new owner of my family business, and I admire him deeply."

That was all he could say. After all, the year that Prime Minister Song passed the imperial examination and became the top scorer, no student from a poor family had been able to take the top spot for nearly twenty years.

If it weren't for what Prime Minister Song did later, his deeds would have been enough to make him a role model for all poor students.

Song Yi smiled self-deprecatingly when he heard this.

"Oh? How come I heard that all scholars in the world are ashamed of me now?"

Song Wan spoke at the right time.

"Of course, my father and I both feel that the people of the world have misunderstood the Prime Minister."

"Although I don't understand state affairs, I have heard my father speak of the time when the Prime Minister showed favor to merchants throughout the country and advised the late Emperor to increase taxes by 20% on members of local chambers of commerce."

"Although this glimpse cannot reveal the whole picture, it is enough to prove that the Prime Minister is not as the rumors say!"

Jiang Zheng's mouth twitched silently when he heard this.

Did my daughter misunderstand something?

When he mentioned this matter yesterday, he didn't mean to praise Prime Minister Song...

Moreover, how can levying additional taxes be considered a favor to merchants all over the world?

When Song Yi heard this, a strange light flashed across his eyes, but he quickly suppressed it and put on an indifferent look.

"Miss Jiang, are you kidding me?"

Song Wan didn't miss any emotion in her father's eyes.

My father always said that he never expected anyone in the world to understand him.

But she knew...how could there be anyone in this world who could truly be completely unaffected by external things?

After all.

There will still be a trace of unwillingness in my heart.

After all, my father had once entered the already corrupt court with the ambition of benefiting the people and becoming a good and honest official loved by them...

What awaited him was only endless disappointment and heartbreak.

He also lost his mother forever because he would rather break than bend...

He embarked on this path because he had an elderly grandmother and a young girl.

If using Jiang Wanqiao's identity today could bring her father some comfort, she would be happy to do it.

"Folk girls don't dare."

"It's just that my father is a big shot in the business world, so he naturally knows more than others."

Song Wan said as she looked towards Jiang Zheng.

"Father, since I've met Prime Minister Song today, there's no need to hide what I said to my daughter yesterday."

"Let the daughter speak for her father."

Jiang Zheng felt a little confused in his mind. Although he didn't know what his daughter was going to say, in front of outsiders, he still tried his best to cooperate with Song Wan and nodded seriously.

"Well, Qiao Qiao, you go ahead and tell me."

Only then did Song Wan turn her gaze back to Song Yi.

"I heard from my father that two years before the Prime Minister advised the late Emperor to increase taxes by 20%."

"The Fang family, the richest family in Jiangzhou, colluded with dozens of local merchants to bribe the prefect, hoard goods, and drive up prices. They were investigated by the imperial court, and all those involved were convicted and their property confiscated!"

"The year before the Prime Minister persuaded the late Emperor to increase taxes by 20%."

"The Ming family, the richest family in Tianqi, conspired with the Zhu family of Bingzhou, the Zhao family of Liangzhou, and several other well-known merchants to privately manufacture weapons and sell them to Mobei at high prices. They were also investigated by the court. Not only was the entire Ming family sentenced to death, but all those implicated were also exiled and their property confiscated..."

"Besides these, there are other local merchants in chambers of commerce, both large and small, who have also experienced similar situations, for different reasons..."

"But what is the same is that these merchants who operated for decades or even centuries eventually had all their wealth added to the national treasury."

"Until the late emperor issued an order to increase taxes on members of chambers of commerce in all regions by 20%!"

"Everyone behind his back accused the Prime Minister of being unkind and only knowing how to help the late emperor exploit the people, but no one noticed that since then, such things have rarely happened again."

"During those years, the war on the front lines was intense and military funds were urgently needed, but the late emperor was busy building the imperial mausoleum..."

Song Wan didn't continue talking.

But even without pointing it out, Jiang Zheng's heart was already filled with horror.

Of course he knew all these things...

But at that time, everyone thought that the court had issued a new order to vigorously rectify merchants, which is why so many horrific cases of lawlessness were discovered.

Merchants everywhere are feeling worried and checking themselves, fearing that they might have made some mistake and be caught.

But I never doubted the authenticity of these things.

After all, when those things came out, there was sufficient evidence.

And now, hearing my daughter connect these unrelated things...

Could it be that those things were actually the handiwork of the imperial court, in order to...

Collecting money to fill the national treasury?

And if that were true, wouldn't the Jiang family, the richest family in Jiangnan, be the first to be chosen and become a stepping stone?

Thinking this way, it seems that some strange things happened in the Jiang family's medicinal materials business back then, but later...

Suddenly it ended...

Thinking of this, Jiang Zheng felt a chill down his spine.

Those who can enter the local chambers of commerce are all well-known merchants. Although paying an additional 20% in taxes will reduce a lot of profits, what does it matter compared to the disaster of having their property confiscated and their clans exterminated?

Song Yi's eyes flickered slightly at this moment, not just because he heard such words from such a little girl today.

Moreover, because...

When she said these words, the Chicheng in her eyes made him feel as if he saw his Wan'er...

Once upon a time, when Wan'er was still young, she would sit in his study with red eyes, feeling wronged and unfair for him.

It’s me…

Have you been sick for too long?

Song Yi thought about it and chuckled inadvertently, making it impossible to understand what he was thinking.

"It's just a coincidence. Miss Jiang has a very rich imagination."

"But I have heard and understood what Miss Jiang said today, and that is all I have to say today. If you truly cure the old lady's eyes, my residence will pay every cent of the consultation fee."

"As for the rest, we'll talk about it later."

Song Wan knew that today was only his first day in the Prime Minister's Residence, and many things could not be rushed.

it's fine.

She still has two months left.

Although the idea of ​​reincarnation was too bizarre, and her father had never believed in ghosts or gods, she believed that as long as she had the chance to get close to her father, he would definitely believe her, even if it was such a bizarre story...

Thinking this in his heart, Song Wan stood up tactfully.

"Yes, Lord Prime Minister, I will take my leave from my father first!"

Jiang Zheng, who was standing by, also recovered from his shock. He stood up following his daughter's voice and saluted Song Yi.

"Prime Minister Song, goodbye!"

But at this moment, the look in his eyes when he looked at Song Yi was obviously different from before.

But at this moment, before Song Yi could agree, a servant suddenly ran in hurriedly and reported without caring that there were outsiders present.

"Prime Minister, the Prince Regent is here to visit!"