On Shaobo Lake, there are vast smoke and waves, fish sails dotted, endless, and willows on both sides of the river, living up to the reputation of "thirty-six lakes falling, leaving only a good lake light."

"..................... and do your best to see the rainbow without experiencing the wind and rain...!"

Inside a tour boat, there were not very pleasant singing, but it was full of passion.

"Lalala...Lalala!"

I saw a big fat man holding a short wooden mallet, beating a small bronze mirror, swaying his body, holding his fat face, singing with his affectionate sing.

There were two older young people around, one playing the piano, the other playing the pipa, and the other was watching them stupidly.

These four people are Han Yi, Xiong Di, Chen Xiao, and Ono.

After sitting at home for so long, Han Yi felt a little bored, so yesterday he secretly asked them out and came to Shaobo Lake to play, drink, sing, dance, discuss poetry, and talk about the wind and moon.

Although there are only four men, you should know that the four of them are surrounded by beauties all day long, including Ono, because he and Xiaopang often have beauties in Fengfei Tower, and Fengfei Tower is full of beauties. Now the four men are coming out and having fun.

"One more song, another song."

After singing the song, Brother Xiong seemed to have not yet been satisfied with singing, and was still shaking his fat body.

But Han Yi's hands had left the strings, laying down, holding a wine gourd, and said laughing and crying: "Okay, okay, your voice is hoarse, and you still have to sing."

"Just happy."

Brother Xiong laughed, then picked up a piece and put it in his mouth. While eating, he said vaguely: "Brother Han, we have to come out to have more fun in the future. In fact, there are many fun places in Yangzhou, and we didn't have time to go there before."

He laughed and joked: "Xiaopang, aren't you making things difficult for Han Yi? If he goes out, he doesn't even dare to show his face. He can only hide on the boat and yell at him."

Han Yi rolled her eyes and said, "As a brother, I really thank you for your understanding."

Chen Xiao laughed and said, "No thanks, no thanks."

Han Yi put the wine gourd behind his head and said, "This kind of life is really fascinating."

He smiled and said, "I have told you a long time ago that people like us are not suitable for being officials. They are so serious. We are not short of money or women. We should live such a god-like life."

Han Yi snorted: "You are so light-hearted. If you didn't have me, you would have lived such a comfortable life."

Chen Xiao said, "Don't say that, I won't be grateful to you. Even if I am a beggar, I can live happily. Money is a common thing. I have never valued it. Just like you, if you make so much money and have no time to spend it, then I might as well not make this money, just... Just like what you said, the wind blows the eggshells, and wealth leaves people happy."

"I really refute silently. After all, you have really been a beggar." Han Yi smiled and stretched out her feet and gently tapped Xiaopang's butt, "Xiaopang, how about your Xiaopang group?"

"Hmph...I won't talk about business today."

Brother Xiong was humming a small song, and was still intoxicated. He sang it directly when he heard this disappointing question.

Han Yi was stunned for a moment, sat up, and cursed with a smile: "You little fat man are getting more and more arrogant. Ono, let's throw this arrogant fat man into the lake."

"But Xiaopang doesn't understand water nature."

"If he understands water nature, it will be meaningless."

"Brother Han, you are so poisonous." Brother Xiong hugged in the corner, grabbed the window ridge, and tightened his fat face.

"Ha ha...!"

.....

After slept outside for two days, Han Yi returned to Meicun, wearing a straw hat and a raincoat on his shoulders, and walked home with a fish basket.

As soon as I arrived at the entrance of the village, I happened to meet Yang Yun and others, and they had just returned from the farmland.

"Xiaoyi."

"Second Brother Yang."

"Are you fishing?"

"Yes! Xuanpin wants to eat fish, so I'll try my luck with Meihe."

"Look, you caught a few fish."

“It’s pretty good.”

Yang Yun and others surrounded Han Yi and saw how many fish were inside the fish basket.

"Oh! There are really a lot!"

"This fish is so big!"

"Why didn't I catch such a big fish when I went to Meihe?"

Of course you can't catch it, I fell from the lake. Han Yi muttered to himself, and the few of them walked home while talking about fishing skills.

When Han Yi first came, Yang Yun and the others respected Han Yi more and didn't dare to joke. However, as the days passed, everyone seemed to have forgotten that Han Yi had been the prime minister, often drank and spanked together, and occasionally took his son to dig loaches in the fields. This is actually the most special thing about Han Yi. No matter who he is with, as long as he wants, he can fight with you because he is a fraud.

After leaving Yang Yun and the others, Han Yi walked towards his courtyard.

"Dad!"

As soon as I arrived at the door, I heard a scream of excitement.

Han Xuanpin ran over with his feet.

"Good son!"

"Dad, have you caught a fish?"

“Required.”

"Let the kid see...wow! So many fish!"

Han Xuanpin's little face was full of excitement, and suddenly turned around and ran over, and said to a girl who was taller than him and looked pretty: "Sister Yang, come and see, my father caught a lot of fish." As he said that, he took the girl's hand and ran over.

Why did this kid hold hands? It won’t be like me before? Oh my God! Han Yi said to the little girl: “Qian'er, when did you come?”

"Uncle Han. I came with my father, and I just arrived not long ago." This little girl is Yang Zhanfei's second daughter, named Yang Zhiqian.

"Dad, can you take your child to fish next time?"

Han Xuanpin suddenly hugged Han Yi's thigh and said coquettishly.

Han Yi sighed and said, "Son, how many times have your father told you? Now my father has no money or job, and he can't even afford a fish. He has to spend a day or two to fish. Now your mother is the one who decides the family, so you have to tell your mother."

"But my mother will definitely not agree."

"Then I can't help."

"Han Yi, you are back."...

Yang Feixue suddenly appeared at the door, then walked over, picked up the little Xuanpin who was pestering Han Yi, and said to Han Yi: "My second brother is here, it seems that he has something to do with you."

"Your second brother is such a snobbish person, you won't come to me if you have nothing to do." Han Yi rolled his eyes and said.

Yang Feixue stomped her feet gently and said, "What are you talking nonsense? Qian'er is here."

Han Yi laughed and said to Yang Zhiqian again: "Qian'er, uncle will make fish soup for you later."

"Thank you, Uncle Han."

"So well-behaved! By the way, Xuanpin, where is your sister?"

"My sister painted on it."

"Look at your sister, how well you are."

"I was also painting with my sister, but I had to greet Sister Yang."

Yang Feixue gently pinched Han Xuanpin's little face and smiled: "Your father is right, you are really a tiny person."

"You boy!"

Han Yi pointed at Han Xuanpin and walked inside.

When they arrived in the hall, they saw Yang Zhanfei and Yuan Mudan sitting in the hall with a serious expression.

"Hey! It seems something happened?" Han Yi stood at the door and said.

Yuan Mudan nodded and said, "What happened."

Han Yi frowned, entered the hall, sat down, and asked, "What's wrong?"

Yang Zhanfei said with a serious expression: "A few days ago, three merchant ships in Xuzhou were burned by local villagers."

Han Yi blinked and said slightly: "What did you say?"

Yang Zhanfei told Han Yi about the whole story.

Han Yi was stunned for a while after hearing this, and then said, "How did the court respond?"

"That's why I came to you." Yang Zhanfei said: "The court not only did not punish those unruly people severely, but instead began to impose commercial taxes."

Han Yi frowned and said, "Commercial tax is imposed? How much commercial tax is imposed?"

Yang Zhanfei said: "The news I received is that the tariffs are charged for every five cents, and the workshops are included in the scope of the city tax collection."

"Five cents."

Han Yi pondered slightly, breathed a little relieved, and said, "This is not a lot. I think the court should do this to calm the public grievances in Xuzhou."

Yuan Mudan suddenly said: "With that being said, don't you think this is unfair to merchants? Merchants are victims, and the court also collects commercial taxes for those criminals, and even compensation is asked by the court to negotiate compensation."

"It's unfair, but the court has no choice. We can't offend the people of a state for a businessman." Han Yi sighed.
To be continued...