After Shaoli finished speaking, he turned to Duojiao and said, "Sister, don't refuse, senior brother, I'm very optimistic. Hei Mosu's words are right. If there is no good teacher's guidance, practicing martial arts may go wrong. It doesn't matter if you don't practice well, but if you get possessed by your devil, it's over. Don't worry, my five teachers, the chief instructor who once trained me to strong soldiers and palace guards in Dian Kingdom. Everyone has made great achievements when they were young and was awarded a medal by their father. They are very powerful."

After Shaoli said that, when Duojiao agreed, he saw Duojiao frowning tighter. Shaoli didn't know what she was thinking, so he pulled Duojiao aside and whispered.

"Sister, you don't know. These five old men are so annoyed. They force me to practice martial arts every day. My most annoying is to use swords and guns. But they each have their own strengths, and they don't just use swords and guns. Just be a helper brother, okay~"

Shaoli softly and hardly foamed, showing a innocent smile on his face.

Duojiao, the sister of a twin brother who is also named the son of fate, was really hard to refuse, so he finally agreed.

"Since this is the case, I will treat it as helping you." Duojiao said carelessly. In fact, she certainly knew that Shaoli was deliberately selling a good deal to resolve the unhappiness between Hei Mosu and Wuya just now.

"That's great, sister, then I'll say goodbye first!"

"good!"

After saying that, Shaoli turned around and ran away, pulling a large group of attendants and palace maids to disappear in the sea of ​​flowers, and soon afterwards, his happy and cheerful laughter and the laughter of the palace maids came out. But no one saw that the black Mosu disappeared in front of the sea of ​​flowers, glaring at Wuya with a gloomy eyes, and then looked at Duojiao with a strange smile.

Duojiao originally wanted to take advantage of this storm to talk to Wuya about how to get along with others in the Yongyuan Imperial City, but at this time, he had to stop because of the arrival of one person, and his pretty face suddenly wrinkled.

As Yanzhu's personal guard, Long Xi is not much older than Duo, but she is particularly mature and steady, wearing silver armor, shining brightly, as if she has the momentum of Princess Yanzhu.

"Your Highness, Your Highness, the Regent asked me to send you a memorial and told me to tell you that the memorial must be handled quickly and must not be wrong. The memorial has been on the desk of your study. I saw many unapproved memorials. Please ask Your Highness to deal with it quickly so as not to delay the important matters."

After Long Xi finished speaking, her eyes glanced at Wuya, and then saluted Duojiao slightly, disappearing at the end of the sea of ​​flowers.

Duojiao's face looked a little ugly, but she didn't say anything and took Wuya away from the Imperial Garden.

...

Deep in the sea of ​​flowers, Prince Shaoli was having fun with the palace maids, and a cold voice suddenly appeared beside him.

"Your Highness, the Regent asked me to tell you that you will come to check your homework in a few days, and I hope you will prepare early. In addition, the Regent Highness said that if you have fun, you will go to the imperial study alone. She will ask you if she has something to do."

When Long Xi said that, the noise around him still did not stop, but as soon as the word "Regent" came out, the whole world was silent. In the sea of ​​flowers, except for the wind and the fragrance of flowers, it was as if time had stopped. The palace maids and servants all stood silently, motionless, and Shaoli felt a basin of cold water poured down, and his face, which had been playing with redness, suddenly returned to normal.

Under the sunlight, it seemed that her face was a little pale, and her cynical expression also became restrained at this moment.

After Long Xi finished speaking, she walked away leisurely, and Shaoli's face changed and she was very unhappy.

However, I still waved my hands to let the people around me play again, and the atmosphere around me quickly became lively again.

But the inappropriate voice appeared again, and it turned out that Long Xi stopped: "By the way, Your Highness, when I came here, Your Highness Regent had already gone to the imperial study room, and she said she would wait for you to go back slowly. Now... I'm afraid I'm a little impatient."

As Long Xi said, the surroundings were silent again. Shaoli looked at Long Xi's back without looking back when he spoke, and suddenly took action.

Bang!

The fist force blows the small tree full of flowers on the side so that the petals dance.

There was no wind around, and the petals quickly fell, leaving only bare branches with no leaves and petals at all.

"Scatter."

He waved his hand and turned away. No one around dared to follow him. Even Hei Mosu next to him lowered his head and said nothing.

...

Thinking of countless memorials on the table, piled up like mountains, Duojiao felt his head high. So when she returned to the study, she went to find Lord Wen, hoping that he could help her handle it, which would be much more effective. But what she didn't expect was that as soon as she pushed open the door, she saw a slender back standing in the study.

This is a graceful and luxurious woman with a majestic appearance - Princess Yanzhu.

She was holding the memorial that Duojiao had reviewed, but her calm expression seemed to be re-examining the contents of the memorial. Of course, after a closer look, she realized that there was another woman in the room.

This woman is nothing else, she was the teacher Shu Xiyun, who was fooled by her that day.

Xiyun held her chest with her hands, leaned against the pillar, closed her eyes. When Duojiao came, she didn't open her eyes and looked at it, as if she was really asleep. Duojiao was happy to see this. She knew very well that although the palace was large, it was all controlled by Yanzhu. If Qinghai Yi had not sent some powerful witches to protect them in secret, she really wouldn't know whether she was still alive now.

And this Xiyun is the most powerful existence among all the protectors of Duojiao witches.

"Duojiao has seen his aunt." Duojiao bowed and put away his inner thoughts.

"I have met His Highness the Regent." Behind me, Lord Wen, also hurriedly bowed.

Yan Zhu seemed to have noticed that the two of them came in, and she was stunned. She put down the memorial and came to Duojiao with a smile. She held Duojiao's delicate cheeks with both hands and watched carefully... At this time, Xiyun's eyes also opened, as cold as a beast staring at the seemingly soft hands. She seemed afraid that the princess's head would break if she used her hand.

"Let my aunt see if Jiao'er has lost weight recently. Well, she has lost a little bit. Although there are many memorials, her health is more important. In contrast, your younger brother is not as hard as you, so you should train him well in the future." Yan Zhu also felt that a tangible and invisible pressure was approaching. She could sense that Xiyun was indeed very terrifying and destructive, which forced her to guard against it.

"Thank you for your care." Duojiao smiled slightly, as if his relationship with Yanzhu was exactly the same as that of ordinary people's aunts and nephews.

"Well, the memorial has been delivered just now, and you can also review it. This time the memorial is a little different. I am afraid that you will not be serious, so I asked you to hold on. Later, I thought about it and was worried, so I rushed over." As he spoke, Yan Zhu had already pulled Duojiao to the table with a kind face, picked up a memorial and handed it to her.

"Well? Jiao'er, what made my aunt so anxious."

Duojiao opened the memorial and frowned immediately. It was indeed the first time she had reviewed this matter, and she was a little thirsty.

The content of the memorial is very simple: increase the commercial tax of business travelers in the Han Dynasty.

"Aunt, this is probably inappropriate. I remember that the Han Dynasty's commercial tax had reached nine points before, but now it is directly raised from nine points to twenty percent. If this is approved, not to mention that the Han Dynasty's business travelers will probably evacuate. This may also lead to dissatisfaction from the Han Dynasty. If the Han Dynasty is angry, it will inevitably fight again."

"War?" Yan Zhu smiled, turned around and walked aside, leaving Duojiao with a back.

She said in a faint voice: "My Dian Kingdom and the Western Regions in the rear are rich in gold, silver, pearls and gems. However, over the years, the Han Dynasty's business travelers bought at low prices and sold them to us at high prices. How much is the people's fat and ointment that has been scraped away? The elderly in the Dian Kingdom call the Han people a fox on the turf. You can tell how much can two-foot silk be sold in my Dian Kingdom? 50,000 yuan, the silk robe you wore is at least one million yuan, and in the Han Dynasty, this robe is at most tens of thousands of yuan. Lord Wen, you are a Han, tell me."

"Yes, Your Highness." Master Wen hurriedly said: "The Han Dynasty used this huge profit and paid back official taxes. Such high taxes were enough to give the Han Dynasty enough money to make weapons and build a military force. Because of this, the Han Dynasty became more and more powerful, and the surrounding areas of our Yunnan Kingdom were declining, and even fearing and fearing the majesty of the Han Dynasty. On the contrary, if we could earn taxes, we could curb the momentum of the Han Dynasty, and make profits from the surrounding areas into the national treasury of our Yunnan Kingdom and strengthen our Yunnan Kingdom army. After a long time,

If one will rise and fall, this is a good law for a strong country. But this commercial tax cannot be collected too much, otherwise the other party will be angry when it hits the bottom line of the Han Dynasty. Once the war is fought, both sides will not please each other. But after all, our Dian Kingdom is not as strong as the Han Dynasty, and even if it wins a battle, it will be difficult to recover its vitality in one go. Even if the Han Dynasty is defeated, it will have a lot of room for recovery. Therefore, this control of the commercial tax amount is very important. In fact, 20% of the control of this memorial is not an exaggeration, or it can be above the bottom line of the Han Dynasty just now."

Slap sex.

After Lord Wen finished speaking, Yan Zhu applauded and praised: "Lord Wen is worthy of being a Han Chinese. The situation is much better than mine and is very powerful."

"Your Highness is too much. I, Wen, was killed by the Han people. I lost my wife and children and almost died of a wild dog. Since I was rescued by His Highness, I have abandoned my identity as a Han person. I am now an official in the court and a member of the Dian Kingdom, not a Han person."

Yanzhu's eyes showed a hint of admiration, and then turned to look at Duojiao.

"So that's the case, Jiaoer is superficial. Fortunately, my aunt reminded me that if I were not, I would have made a big mistake." Duo Jiao said sincerely, and after getting up, he looked at Lord Wen with gratitude.

"It's okay, you are still young and the road is still long. Aunt will leave first." After saying that, Yanzhu was about to leave, and stopped at the door: "Mr. Wen, Jiao'er is much more sensible than Shaoli, so I'll bother you. And Lord Xiyun, Jiao'er is also troubled by you."

Lord Wen didn't say anything and bowed to the door.

"Hmph, pretend to be hypocritical." Xiyun said coldly.

Yanzhu smiled slightly, shook her head and left without saying a word.

As the Regent, she was in power in the court and the people, and no one dared to be troubled by life and death. But there was only one place that dared to say this, and she did not dare to be unscrupulous in this place.

It just so happens that Xiyun is from this place - Heyou Sect.

"Little girl, don't blame me for the sake of senior sister. I didn't remind you. Don't be deceived by this woman. If something happens to you, it's not a question I can explain, but... did you hear it?" Xiyun looked at Duojiao solemnly.

Duojiao looked outside, smiled slightly, and shook, "Auntie doesn't, she has always treated me well."
Chapter completed!