The woman in red shook her head, "It is not easy to get into Beijing to arrest people unless Chen Jinning comes to Dongzhe."

"Can you let someone sneak into the capital secretly? It's nothing more than spending more money, and there will be a brave man under the heavy reward." The King of Dongzhe said proudly.

The woman in red thought for a while and said, "If the prince insisted on doing this, I could think of a way to attract her."

"Duan Ming, I will leave all this to you." The King of Dongzhe looked at her with admiring eyes.

Duan Ming has always been like this. Whenever there is any problem, she can always think of a solution.

However, although she is used by herself, it is a pity that she cannot become her pillow.

With her beauty and wisdom, it is more than enough to be a concubine.

He looked at Duan Ming, but Duan Ming was thinking.

"How did you attract her?" asked the King of Dongzhe.

Duan Ming smiled slightly, "I have my own way, the prince is waiting."

After saying that, she went out with great luck.

Ke Ling Keli and Chen Daxia continued to run up the mountain in Dongzhe. In fact, there is nothing to investigate now. The three of them were sure that they could not pick out a corpse from the pile of corpses and identify it as Chen Jingting.

Everyone was guarding a specious hope, waiting for Jinning's instructions from the capital.

Yesterday, they had already received a letter from Beijing, which was sent by the guards around Su Yi, who told them to stay in Dongzhe and gave them a task.

Now, Wuming is the attack on the King of East Zhejiang because he did not raise an army.

Jinning needs a legitimate reason.

The reason for attacking a prince is not only a legitimate but also an unforgivable crime.

There are many tea shops gathering in the Double Hey Tea House in Dongzhecheng every day, which is hard to find.

It’s not how delicious the refreshments at Double Hey Tea House are, nor how comfortable it is in Double Hey Tea House. It’s not that the storyteller in Double Hey Tea House is brave enough to denounce unfair things in the world, and can hit the pain points and make people scream and indignate.

Every day, he stayed in the Double Hey Tea House for two hours and told two classes of stories. These two hours were filled with the audience.

On this day, he was talking about the peaceful and prosperous times today, but the emperor began to value business and over agriculture, which made the people unable to live and work in peace and contentment. The country's foundation was unstable, and the emperor used the taxes he paid to use force to use military force. A warlike emperor would eventually bring disaster to the country.

Mr. Cha has said a lot of such remarks in the past.

But today is particularly angry.

Because, before he came today, he heard two soldiers entering the city say that the emperor was going to launch a large number of troops again, and he didn't know which small country it was to attack.

Now that the frontier war has stopped, the Marquis of Jiangning returned to the court for a triumphant time, it was rare that he had been calm for a few days but was about to start another war. How could Mr. Cha not be excited?

If he said this in the past, everyone's emotions would be excited.

The same is true today, but an extremely harsh voice sounded, "Mr. Su Wencha is knowledgeable and respected in Dongzhecheng, but he did not expect that when he saw him today, he was a nonsense villain!"

The voice seemed particularly sarcastic in the angering voice, and everyone looked over.

The person who spoke was about 20 years old, and he was a young man with a straight face. He was wearing a strong suit and looked particularly heroic.

However, his face was full of disdain and disappointment, and the disappointment came from the bottom of his heart and spread out from the bottom of his eyes.

It was as if he was telling everyone how much he admired Mr. Cha in the past and how disappointed he was today.

"You little brat, how dare you insult Mr. Cha like this? Are you afraid of your life?" A big man came in from the door, separated everyone and walked to the young man, and said angrily.

This young man is Chen Daxia.

Chen Daxia sneered, "What I am talking about is the truth, how can it be considered an insult? Can't people say a few words when doing something wrong? If so, this so-called high moral character is a hypocritical one."

When everyone heard him say bad things about Mr. Cha again and again, they were angry and encouraged the big man to beat him up.

The big man was urging and said angrily: "If you don't teach you a lesson, you don't know how powerful your grandfather is!"

After saying that, he punched Chen Daxia in the abdomen.

The man fell down.

Everyone saw him punching the boy majesticly, and his eyes blurred, and the one that fell down became him.

Everyone stepped forward to help the somewhat dizzy man up. He looked at Chen Daxia in a daze, some of his guards and some hostility, but he did not dare to move forward rashly.

Seeing this, Mr. Cha closed the folding fan in his hand, picked up the teacup and took a sip of tea, and looked at Chen Daxia and asked slowly: "What is the basis for you to say that I am nonsense and talk nonsense? If you can tell me what lies I have said, I apologize to you for your mistakes."

Chen Daxia smiled coldly, "Okay, since Mr. Cha said that, don't blame the Huangkou child for being outspoken. Just now, Mr. Cha said that the emperor now values ​​business over agriculture. May I ask, the emperor has greatly reduced the tax on farming, but the business tax is 20% heavier than in previous years. Isn't this a favorable measure to encourage farming? But it's no wonder Mr. Cha doesn't know. After all, the people of East Zhejiang City have never had to pay taxes, so naturally they don't know."

Mr. Cha was stunned, "You are talking nonsense, why don't Dongzhe pay taxes? Not only pay taxes? Over the years, the court has imposed agricultural taxes more and more heavy, and the farmers in Dongzhecheng have already struggled to support them and are almost out of reach."

Chen Daxia sneered, "Mr. Cha said this, isn't it too much for Xiaoke? In the land under the jurisdiction of the vassal kings, the royal family never collects taxes, and all tax matters will be collected by the vassal kings. Xiaoke only came to Dongzhe for a few days, but he knew that Dongzhe loved the people of Dongzhe as parents and children, even if they collected taxes, it was just a meaning. How could it be so heavy that the people could not continue?"

A middle-aged man wearing a rustic cloth clothes came out and refuted Chen Daxia: "You are talking nonsense, why don't Dongzhe pay taxes? In the spring and autumn, taxes will be paid as scheduled. Even if it encounters a natural disaster year, you have to find a way to pay taxes. If you don't pay, you will recover the soil..."

Chen Daxia interrupted him mockly without waiting for him to finish his words, "Are you, don't coax me, don't coax me, don't pay taxes to the court, who doesn't know about the Great Zhou Dynasty? The King of Dongzhe has the right to mine, and I don't know how much money I earn every day, so where do you need to pay taxes?"

After saying that, he felt very bored, "Mr. Cha from this pair of Heytea House is nothing special, but it's a waste of time."

After he finished speaking, he turned around and left.

"Stand, young man!"

Mr. Cha suddenly stopped him.

Chen Daxia turned around and looked at Mr. Cha and asked lightly: "Does Mr. Cha still dissatisfied? If he dissatisfied, let's talk about two more?"

Mr. Cha's eyes shaved sharply on his face and asked in a deep voice: "What you said just now is true?"

Chen Daxia laughed, "It's so interesting. Is this true? Just go out and ask me if I know."
Chapter completed!