It's time for a showdown, all the powerful officials in Beijing are my students!

And looking at the scene in front of Prince Liang's Mansion, Kong Xun seemed to have seen that that year, the rich and noble families had too much wine and meat to eat, and it all stinked, but there were bones lying on the road that had died of cold and hunger. scene.

The difference between wealth and poverty within a short distance made Kong Xun deeply aware of the huge disparity between the two. He couldn't bear to look at the blood stains on the foreheads of some common people.

They had given up hope that someone could make the decision for them and whether they could take back the stolen food from the bandits.

Listening to the people's prayers, they just hope that the King of Liang can make the county governor's office collect less excessive taxes and miscellaneous taxes, so as to leave a way for them to survive.

Let them survive this winter.

In front of Prince Liang's Mansion, among many people watching the excitement from a distance, An Xin, wearing a dark blue uniform, watched the scene quietly without sadness or joy.

Kong Xun and Li Ziyu looked at each other after seeing the slender figure in the crowd. Under Li Ziyu's cover, Kong Xun quietly retreated to the house.

Soon, a slender young man with a bamboo pole-like figure slipped out of the back door of the palace cleverly, regardless of whether there was anyone following him or not.

I met a man selling candied haws on a back street and bought one. He ate it as he walked. If he bit into something sour, he would grin, and if he bit into something sweet, he would smile happily.

He was just like a boy sneaking out to play.

After finishing the candied haws in his hand, he turned to the crowd of assholes at the front door of Prince Liang's Mansion to watch the excitement. Sometimes he would pretend to curl his lips when he heard what the people said.

He still vividly plays the role of a young boy who has not suffered much from his master.

An Xin glanced at the boy standing next to her, and then looked at the door of the palace.

At this time, the steward of Prince Liang's Mansion was supporting a pale man, standing on the steps in front of the Prince's Mansion. He should be Prince Liang Si Ji.

He was also a man who was sent to the capital to be raised by King Lao Liang since he was a child. It was not until King Lao Liang died of illness that Emperor Sheng'an allowed him to come back and compete with his brothers for the title of King Liang and succeeded.

An Xin couldn't blame this man for wanting to rebel.

If someone was sent to a strange place by his relatives when he was young, and said to be raised in the capital, he would not understand that it was a hostage sent by the emperor who was worried about the feudal king.

Fortunately, the old Liang Wang did not rebel, otherwise he, the nominal prince of Liang, would be the first to die.

"Ahem, everyone, get up quickly." King Liang said a little out of breath: "I feel sorry for the people in the fief. I originally wanted to lead the guards in the palace to wipe out those bandits.

Let everyone no longer be harassed by bandits, and all people can live and work in peace and contentment.

However, the palace was restricted by the court, and the number of guards in the palace was stipulated. It was really difficult to deal with the large number of bandits. "

Hearing King Liang say this, An Xin, Li Ziyu, and Kong Xun narrowed their eyes slightly at the same time.

An Xin looked at the weak-looking Prince Liang, with a flash of understanding in his eyes.

Without arousing public indignation, how could there be too many people willing to become King Liang's private soldiers to rebel against the imperial court?

In addition, King Liang was seriously injured while trying to suppress the bandits, but the government offices under the control of the imperial court were indifferent to this. Not only did they not suppress the bandits, they also kept trying to find ways to exploit the people.Lingnan is far away from the capital and knows nothing about government affairs. It's not up to Liang Wang to say whatever he wants.

Every year when new grains arrive, they are robbed, and the people are hungry all year round, and are persecuted and exploited by the government. Under such circumstances, as long as someone takes the lead, it will be difficult not to fight back.

At this time, the housekeeper of the palace stroked his master's back to make him breathe easier, and said helplessly to the people below:
"Don't force my prince anymore. He was seriously injured in those years trying to help us eradicate banditry. So far, the root of his illness has been left.

Moreover, the prince's kindness exempted [-]% of the down payment tax. Every year, the food collected by our prince's palace is not enough. He also distributes most of the food to those families who are more in need.

The county governor's office is ordered by the court to collect exorbitant taxes and miscellaneous taxes. My prince is just a vassal king with no real power, and he has no military power in his hands.

Even when he went to the county governor, no one listened to him. I hope everyone will be more considerate of our prince's difficulties. "

An Xin stood in the crowd and smiled slightly with his lips raised.

These two masters and slaves were all responsible for the hard life of the people in Lingnan, and they all blamed the county government's Yamen, which was controlled by the imperial court. They also put the blame on the imperial court in disguise.

Although I didn't directly incite the people to rebel, I just said that I don't have military power and I can't make decisions for you. If I have someone in my hands, I will definitely wipe out those bandits.

Let them never rob you again. As a kind-hearted vassal, I have reduced taxes for you. You will definitely be able to live a good life.

What he did was not just to let the people of Lingnan gradually become dissatisfied with the imperial court, and then follow him and support him to rebel.

Kong Xun stood behind him, his deep eyes looking coldly at Prince Liang's not-so-wide back.

After Emperor Sheng'an often secretly went to Huangjue Temple to teach him the imperial skills, Kong Xun's eyes showed no other expression except for a moment of coldness. He still looked like a gentle breeze and a bright moon.

Li Ziyu didn't care much about what was happening in front of him. The main thing he came here this time was to be a companion. He was a sharp and deep mind, and he knew that this was not the time for him to show off.

No future emperor wants his ministers to be smarter than him, so Li Ziyu only told him all the abnormalities he noticed in the governor's mansion.

After watching the excitement in the crowd for a while, Shan Yongzhen seemed to have lost interest in the way the common people could only kowtow and pray, and quickly ran back to the palace to play with the servants he knew.

An Xin also walked into the shop on the street shortly after Shan Yongzhen emerged from the crowd, holding the note in his hand, bought some necessary things and left.

Back at the cottage, An Xin returned to her room, took out the note that Shan Yongzhen, that clever little guy, had put into her hand, and unfolded it to see the information they had found written on it.

It was so true to see that County Governor Xin Xuyao ​​had not been in the backyard for a long time, and he seemed not to spread rumors about the daughter he once loved.

When An Xin contacted Jiang Chenxi and Feng Yuxiu to confess to Wang Yuantao, she casually said a sentence written down by Xiao Shi. The doubts in her heart made her fall into deep thought again.

Until a bold idea suddenly flashed into her mind. It seemed that the sickly King Liang was not a simple person, but a deep-minded and powerful king of vassals.

An Xin looked out the window at the sunset, which was about to set in the west. The sky was filled with bright red rays of light.

She knew that if things were as she guessed, there would be a bloody storm next.