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Seeing the frightened look on the villager's face, the Supreme Emperor smiled and explained, "I'm just curious about the taxes in each place. You don't have to worry."

The villager was still a little scared, but thinking that this noble man was his God of Wealth, and that he seemed to be much more powerful than the official here, he still told the truth to the Supreme Emperor.

"Since the natural disaster, they have only charged us [-]% of the tax. They say they want us to recuperate and then resume taxation when our lives get better."

Having said this, the villagers quickly put in good words for the official here: "Noble sir, you must not blame us adults. If our adults hadn't been kind and reduced taxes for us, we don't know what our lives would have been like. What does it look like..."

He even took the lead and knelt down to plead for the officials here. Seeing this, the others followed suit and knelt down to kowtow.

The old emperor couldn't tell what he felt in his heart. It turned out that the people were so simple and simple, and even a little favor would always be remembered by them. He even said good things to the officials here. He really felt that the officials here were treating them well. good.

Thinking of the things he had done before, he felt so uncomfortable that he could not breathe. If he had awakened earlier and done more for the people, the people would not be oppressed like this.

In the end, it's all his fault.

The old emperor was in a bad mood and his face was a little ugly. The villagers were trembling with fear when they saw him like this.

Especially the person who spoke at the beginning wanted to slap himself in the face. If he hadn't said something he shouldn't have said, he wouldn't have offended the noble man like this.

Once a nobleman becomes unhappy and stops buying their tea, wouldn’t he become the sinner of the whole village?
Just when he had no idea what he should do, the Supreme Emperor finally reacted, adjusted his mood, and said, "What are you doing? Get up!"

Just now they were told that the ground was muddy and they were not allowed to kneel down at will. Now a group of people were kneeling in the muddy pond. They really didn't know what to say.

He was obviously not angry when he could say this, but why didn't he speak just now?

And the reaction was so big after knowing their taxes.

The Supreme Emperor sighed and explained: "I just feel a little sorry for you. I was deceived and yet I only care about others. I even want to excuse those people."

He didn't want to say more, but only glanced at Lu Baichuan. Lu Baichuan understood it and explained for him: "After the natural disaster, the court sympathized with the people's hard life. After the refugees settled down, they didn't have to pay taxes for three years. They tried their best to make their lives better." Once life gets better, as for the people who are not so seriously affected by the disaster, the court will only collect [-]% of the tax, and the rest will be left to the people to develop freely."

He paused and emphasized: "In these years, the imperial court has only collected [-]% of the tax. Even though life is better now, it has not increased."

In the muddy field, the people were silent, and they really didn't dare to think that this was the truth.

They originally thought that the court's [-]% tax reduction was enough for their own good, but unexpectedly they were deceived by the local government, which over the years has been charging them [-]% more tax.

Everyone knows exactly whose pocket the extra [-]% goes into!

"This, is this true?"

The village chief couldn't believe that if this was the case, they had really been screwed over these years. He couldn't imagine how much easier their lives would be if the [-]% of the tax was left in their respective homes.

"Of course, we are from the capital, so we are relatively well-informed. We can't be wrong."

Lu Baichuan nodded, extinguishing everyone's last glimmer of hope.

"Oh my God! We have been grateful for so many years, but we didn't expect that he has been cheating us!" "These days are already sad. Every household depends on that ration of food, and they still exploit us like this. How can they treat us with flat heads?" Do the people take it to heart?"

"Even if I risk my life, I have to go and ask myself, is this how my parents act as officials?"

……

The villagers' emotions suddenly became excited and they were cursing in the yard.

The Supreme Emperor reassured: "Don't worry, everyone, I will send people to check early tomorrow morning, and I will definitely give you an explanation. In any case, the extra taxes you have paid over the years will be returned the same way."

This is his country, his people, and what he should do for them.

"Noble sir, you are really...a saint, nothing more than that!"

"Yes, thank you!"

The villagers knelt down one after another, all moved to tears.

"Okay, okay, you are here to sell tea, let's finish the business first before talking about anything else."

The Emperor didn't want them to dwell on the matter, so he took the initiative to avoid the topic. Then the villagers remembered that the tea leaves had not been sold, and hurriedly took out the tea leaves that were protected in their arms for the Emperor to see.

Naturally, the Supreme Emperor couldn't go to each house to see it, so he asked the little things around him to check it and make sure it was correct, so he paid on the spot.

But he didn't have that much silver on him, so he directly calculated the general ledger and gave it all to the village chief, who then exchanged it for loose money and gave it to them tomorrow.

The money was already in the hands of the village chief, so they were not in a hurry. They could trust the village chief's character.

At first, the village chief was the only one who knew how to fry tea. As the village chief, he did not hide his secrets at all. He handed over the tea to those who had tea at home, so that everyone had the opportunity to go to the city to sell it for money.

Although prices have been kept very low, everyone still relies on selling tea to support their families, and life is much better than before.

Everyone was convinced by the village chief and naturally had no objections.

"Now that everything has been discussed, let's all go back and rest. We'll talk about anything tomorrow."

Concubine Liu saw that Emperor Taishan's mood was really not getting better, so she helped him speak.

The villagers then remembered that the nobles had been traveling all day without much rest, so they held back all the questions they wanted to ask and left one after another.

As soon as the villagers left, the Emperor's face turned completely gloomy. Lu Baichuan advised: "Your Majesty, please be patient. The government here only takes [-]%. It's not bad. Since we are here, we can help the local people." That means you have done your best."

Lu Baichuan has been away from home for more than half a year, and he has become accustomed to these things. There are even more extreme things than this. If he is as angry as the Supreme Emperor every time, his life will be shortened by more than ten years?
"Yes, thank you to those people for mentioning it, otherwise we would still be deceived by those people. You have done enough, and the people's lives will be better and better in the future."

Concubine Liu helped to persuade, and the Emperor's expression gradually improved, but she still couldn't help but said to Lu Baichuan: "Why don't you go to the county government office in person tomorrow? I want to see what those dogs are doing!" (End of Chapter)