Late at night, in the main room of the East Courtyard, Han Xuanchang sat by the window, looking up at the dark night sky, looking a little haggard, and Mrs. Han brewed tea, brought it over and handed it to Han Xuanchang, and said softly: "Master, you have been back today and your face has been bad. I didn't ask much on the table, what happened?"

Han Xuanchang smiled bitterly and said, "It's not a tax matter."

"Tax?" Mrs. Han blinked her beautiful eyes and said, "Don't all counties and households pay rents monthly every quarter?"

Han Xuanchang put the teacup on the table next to him, with a hint of anger in his eyes: "It's not that I don't pay the rent, but Xiao Muzan is getting too much, and the commercial tax has increased by 10% this time. Especially the fishing business has increased by 20%. Those celebrating commercial taxes have increased, and they can't operate at a loss. They came to our Donghai County just to make money. Once the commercial tax increases, the fish market will drop. The fishermen braved the wind and waves and fished on the sea all month, but they couldn't make a lot of money. At this price,

If it falls, it will not make a lot of money to survive." As if it is dry, I picked up the teacup and took a sip, and then continued: "The people earn less money, but the taxes of the court are not reduced. We have to deal with the taxes of the court and pay a full amount of money to the court every quarter. Naturally, we cannot make a fuss to reduce the taxes of the people. In this way, over time, I am afraid that the people will complain about our Han family. Xiao Muzan did this like this, maybe he thought that my Han family would lose their hearts."

"Half of the people in Donghai County live by fishing." Mrs. Han frowned slightly: "As soon as the price of the fish market drops, half of the people in Donghai will be killed."

"Who said no? At this time last year, each pound of fish could be sold for 22 cents. Now, it can only be sold for 14 cents, which is nearly half the price." Han Xuanchang's eyes were full of anger: "I'm afraid this is not the beginning. Maybe one day Xiao Muzan will make trouble again and torture the people. Over the years, even if everyone knows that the culprit is Xiao Muzan, our Han family, as the first family in Donghai County, may not come forward, and the people's resentment will be blamed on our Han family."

Mrs. Han walked behind Han Xuanchang, gently kneaded his shoulders, and asked, "You go to Xiao Muzan today, but this is the case?"

"Yes." Han Xuanchang nodded and said, "I came to him and told him about the current situation of the fish market and the income of the fishermen. He wanted to let him reduce taxes to merchants at the discretion. He opposed me and said that the Northeast camp stationed on the Yanqing border is now preparing for war. The Qing people are eyeing each other, so the states should strengthen tax revenue and prepare for war with the Qing people." He slapped the window on the window, looking very angry: "Isn't this nonsense? I heard that the Qing government's court was fighting for power and power, and the various factions were fighting in full swing. If our Yan Kingdom didn't go to fight Qing Kingdom, they had already left the fragrance, so there was no time to fight our Yan Kingdom."

"Master, don't be angry." Mrs. Han said with a smile: "If you have something to do, let's think of a solution slowly. It's useless to be anxious. Since Xiao Muzan is unscrupulous here, it's better to write a letter to the uncle of Yanjing and I will write another letter to my younger brother. They are all cabinet ministers. It shouldn't be difficult for them to join forces to transfer Xiao Muzan out of Donghai County, right?"

Mrs. Han’s mother’s surname is Hu, and the Hu family is also one of the nine major families in Yan State. Although her strength is second to last among the nine major families, she also has a place in the cabinet.

"If you want to use the power of the Han and Hu family cabinets, is that a big deal?" Han Xuanchang shook his head: "And you also know that Xiao Muzan is the nephew of Xiao, the chief minister of the cabinet. He has a background. When he was sent to Donghai to serve as the county magistrate, it was a nail placed in Donghai County by Taishi Xiao, in order to stab our Han family in the heart of our Han family, monitor the actions of our Han family and constrain us. If the eldest brother and Shangshu Hu took action, it would not be difficult to transfer Xiao Muzan away, but he would offend the Xiao family. At this time, we would rather offend the King of Yan than offend the Xiao family."

Mrs. Han smiled and said, "Master, you are the smartest and wisest man, and you will always come up with a way."

Han Xuanchang laughed, held Mrs. Han's hand, and said with a smile: "Madam, I am so old, so I am still smart and wise, and my mind is just a mess."

"But in my eyes, you are the smartest." Mrs. Han smiled, like a little girl: "In my heart, you will always be the gentle young man I saw that night. Come, Master, smile to me, just like that night."

Han Xuanchang was amused and cried, and said, "Madam, you...hey..."

"Master, your laughter is even worse than crying." Mrs. Han laughed and said softly: "It really doesn't work. Go and find the sect leader and let him think of a solution."

"Yeah!" Han Xuanchang said solemnly: "This Xiao Muzan has been in the position of the county magistrate of Donghai for almost five years, and it's time to change someone." He stroked Mrs. Han's soft hair, as smooth as silk.

...

It's late at night and the bamboo shadows sway.

In the back garden of Han Mansion, Han Mo was lying on the bed, watching the spring and the palace map that had just been replaced a few days ago. The images of men and women on it were vividly drawn, with realistic movements and strange. However, for Han Mo, who had been baptized by a large number of art films in his previous life, although the spring and palace map were rare in this era, in his eyes, the creativity was relatively backward, but at this time it was better than nothing.

The garden was quiet. Han Mo looked at it for a while without any passion. He put away the palace map of Chun and then stood beside the bed and looked at the night outside.

What the sect leader said today made him feel puzzled. What kind of woman would be like to come? Han Mo is not a fool. He knew that the identity of the woman arranged must be extraordinary, but he did not understand why the sect leader arranged such an important woman by his side.

"Young Master!" Han Qing's voice came from outside the door.

The servants who can enter and exit the back garden freely are only the housekeeper and father and son. No other servants are allowed to take a step without permission.

"Come in, the door is not closed!"

Han Qing walked into the room with a smile and said respectfully: "Young Master, what you have explained has been done."

Although he knew that this matter was about to be done, Han Mo still smiled on his face, sat up and said, "Han Qing, this time, I really want to praise you. I did a good job and I will give you something back."

"The young master told me that the young man would go up to the mountain and the sea of ​​fire, and that would be done." Han Qing laughed and said, "The young man doesn't ask for rewards. As long as he follows the young master, he will be happier than anything else... By the way, the young master, what are you going to reward the young man?"

Han Mo grabbed the shoes on the ground and smashed them at Han Qing. Han Qing smiled and then put them back respectfully, then said softly: "The little king of Hell found a place to hide Xiang Yu'er. When we found out the location, the boy was about to occupy Xiang Yu'er. We followed the young master's instructions and did not take any action. We just knocked him unconscious and took Xiang Yu'er out of the city. Now we have arranged it outside the city!"

"Let's go back and tell the fourth brother secretly about this." Han Mo whispered: "Take him out of the city to see Xiang Yu'er. Remember, everything should be done secretly. First, don't let the two mansions know about this. The most important thing is that if the little Hell suffers this loss, they will definitely send people to find out about Xiang Yu'er's whereabouts. Maybe we already know that this matter was done by us. In secret, they may send people to follow the fourth brother, so they must avoid the little Hell's eyes and ears."

"Young Master, don't worry." Han Qing said confidently: "There are not many people who can follow Donghai City but we don't let us know about it."

Han Mo gave him a blank look, thinking that he was still bragging, and the sect leader was clear about the existence of Black Panther.

At dusk the next day, Han Yuan ran to the garden excitedly with two jars of wine, got into the elegant residence, and said happily: "Xiaowu, Xiaowu, Fourth Brother, thank you, hey, what can I say?"

Han Mo was practicing the "Sutra of Eternal Life" in a meditation. When he heard Han Yuan's footsteps coming from the bridge, he took a breath and stood up, laughing and said, "Fourth Brother, congratulations on getting what you want." Seeing him holding two jars of wine in his hand, he curled his lips and said, "Fourth Brother, are you just thanking your little fifth brother like this?"
Chapter completed!