Li Xiuyuan and Biqing went south and walked for more than a day before finally arrived in Qicai County.

Qicai County looks lively, but the people don’t look very happy.

Biqing didn't pay attention to this. He looked at the stall selling eight-treasure porridge in front, his eyes shining.

"Uncle Daoji, look, we have been away for so long, you must be hungry, why don't we drink some eight-treasure porridge?"

Hearing this, Li Xiuyuan was funny. Who wants to drink porridge?

However, Biqing is young and is normal to be hungry when he is growing up.

"Let's go, let's have some porridge." Li Xiuyuan nodded and agreed.

Just so happen, he could also ask the boss what was wrong with this Qicai County.

The two of them found a remote table to sit down, and the boss asked them what they had to eat without expression.

They all ordered eight-treasure porridge and waited for the boss to bring it up.

Before long, the eight-treasure porridge was brought up, and Biqing quickly started drinking it.

Just now when the boss was scooping porridge, he was already looking at it.

"Amitabha, donor, little monk Daoji, and his nephew passed by here. When they saw the crowds of people in this place, they just came to rest for a while. However, the little monk donor's business here is very good, but why does he look unhappy?"

The boss saw that Li Xiuyuan was fair and handsome.

Now he smiled and asked, his eyes clear, and he was not so resistant.

Therefore, Li Xiuyuan's appearance is very good.

"You little master, you don't know. Everyone here works day and night, and it's difficult for the family to have enough food and clothing."

Maybe I was suppressed in my heart for a long time, and I was asked again, and I was a monk again, so the boss didn’t hide it anymore.

"Oh? How could this be?" Li Xiuyuan had some vague guesses.

The boss sighed, simply sat on the chair next to Li Xiuyuan and shook his head.

"Actually everyone knows it very well, it doesn't matter to tell you. Anyway, you are just passing by. The matter is very simple. Our county magistrate asked for taxes and increased with the hard-earned money we earned."

Biqing quickly finished a bowl of porridge and stared at the porridge in front of Li Xiuyuan in his glasses.

Li Xiuyuan naturally noticed that he didn't care anyway, so he immediately pushed the porridge that he hadn't moved in front of him to Biqing.

"Then no one responded to this problem?" Li Xiuyuan frowned.

He guessed that it had something to do with the county magistrate, but he didn't guess that it was such a problem.

It is not easy for ordinary people to do some small business. If taxes are expanded, it will be a disaster for ordinary people.

It’s not easy to work hard to earn some money, and all of it goes into the county magistrate’s pocket. Who can be happy?

No wonder these people are clearly doing well, but none of them are smiling.

"How could there be no reaction? But as long as the person who reacted, he would die at home inexplicably the next day. Over time, everyone would not dare to say anything and could only endure it silently." The boss was helpless.

"But only you know how much money you earn, how does the county magistrate know, and let you pay taxes?"

Could it be that this county magistrate has any other skills in mind reading and perspective?

"Hey! That's the entire county town, there are many people patrolling. These patrolers secretly took notes to record how much money the surrounding shops received that day, and what can we do?"

So that's the case, no wonder these people are unhappy.

Not only does it take much of your hard-earned money, but it also has to be monitored, which is indeed very hard.

"Donor, where is the county magistrate's mansion? Why not show the way for the young monk?" Li Xiuyuan stood up and folded his hands together.

It just so happened that Biqing had finished eating, and he also put his hands together.

The boss was a little curious, "You are going to the county magistrate's mansion?"

"Yes, the little monk has something to settle with the county magistrate." Li Xiuyuan did not hide it.

"If this is the case, you have to be careful. The county magistrate is probably in danger." The boss sighed again.

This is just a relatively subtle statement. Even the county magistrate's mansion is not an exaggeration to say that it is a dragon, a cave, a tiger's den.

After asking clearly about the road, Biqing took Li Xiuyuan to the county magistrate's mansion.

Although I don’t know what happened, after listening to the boss, Biqing also hoped that his master, who has great power, would do something good for the people.

Of course, this is not because the boss invited them to eat Eight Treasure Porridge for free, but because there must be something wrong with the county magistrate's office.

When Li Xiuyuan arrived at the county magistrate's mansion, this huge mansion was quiet.

There were four people guarding the door, and they were ordinary officers and soldiers.

Li Xiuyuan breathed a sigh of relief, indicating that the bamboo essence had not appeared yet.

In this way, there is no need to worry.

The two of the junior and nephews were not in a hurry and squatted in the inconspicuous little corner.

"Uncle Daoji, I don't understand very well. Why are you doing this for? Didn't you say you want to go in?"

"I'm going to go in, it's just that the world has not arrived now, so I have to wait." Li Xiuyuan sat casually on the ground.

Biqing knew that his uncle was a master, so he didn't ask much and sat aside.

About an hour later, the sky gradually darkened.

Suddenly, a powerful demonic aura penetrated into the county magistrate's mansion, bringing out a gust of cold wind.

Li Xiuyuan's expression moved and knew that the bamboo spirit should be here.

"Biqing, stay here, uncle comes in first."

Biqing kept shook his head, "No, no, Uncle Daoji, I will go in with you. That, I didn't learn a trick from you."

"Okay, then I'll see your performance later." Li Xiuyuan teased.

That move? I guess Biqing was stunned when he saw the monster.

"No problem!" Biqing still believed in himself at this moment.

The next moment, Li Xiuyuan put his hand on Biqing's shoulders, and the two disappeared.

......

Ambiguous sounds came from a room, but not long.

"Master..." A charming woman lay in the arms of an obese old man.

If Li Xiuyuan is here, he will definitely say: It’s a waste of resources!

Such a beautiful woman would actually follow such an old man.

"So what's wrong? My dear, isn't you not serving you well?" The old man put the woman's hand on the palm of his hand, pulled it to his mouth, and kissed her.

The woman patted the old man on the shoulder with her little fist, "Oh, the master is so bad. Xier is just afraid that the wife will get angry if she finds out later. You must know that you are the county magistrate. If the wife makes a fuss, it will be bad for you."

The county magistrate laughed happily, "Good Xier, you are suffering by your wife's side. In this way, I will carry you as Mrs. Ninth tomorrow."

"Thank you, sir!"

Xier was excited and struggled to get up and kneel down to thank the county magistrate, but was pressed into her arms by the county magistrate.

"Follower, this is what you deserve. You have been with me for so long, so you should give me a title."

"Bang!" The door was kicked open by heavy force, "It should be! I didn't know it should be!"

Xier screamed and quickly put on her clothes in a hurry.

ps: I only owe the third update, I'm sorry~
Chapter completed!