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Chapter 137: On the Shameless Degree of the Sage

Refugees!?

As soon as this word came out, it was like the atmosphere suddenly changed, and the calmness was suddenly ignited. The low flames burned crazily, causing the faces of everyone in the hall to darken.

Ling Yutong barely concealed the sharpness in her eyes, making herself look natural and ignorant.

The Holy Spirit's tone suddenly became several times darker.

"Tax-evading refugees?"

"Keep talking."

Xifu wiped the non-existent cold sweat from his forehead and continued quickly: "Those refugees have built very simple houses on the outskirts of the city. It seems that... they want to live there permanently."

A sudden sneer sounded, and the Holy Master's eyes were cold.

"How many of them are there?"

Xifu reported a number in fear. Not only the Holy One reacted greatly, but everyone in the hall straightened their backs.

Ling Yutong's eyes trembled. Are there so many?

There are so many people who are displaced because they cannot afford the taxes levied in the area where they live. The world is their home!

Although they had seen the house they lived in last night, maybe it couldn't be called a house, but they never expected that the number of people was so good, then...

Thinking back to the extremely empty house where they stayed, if that simple house could accommodate so many people, how many people would have to sleep together on the same bunk at night?

And they gave them such good conditions.

That was the best condition they could do.

The circles under Ling Yutong's eyes suddenly became astringent. She encountered too much bitterness, hatred and malice in her previous life, so in this life, even a little kindness can instantly make her emotions burst.

Qi Yan was keenly aware of her emotions, but before he could react, she raised her head as usual, closed her eyes, and when she raised her eyes again, she had already collected her emotions.

He looked silent.

After staring at her quietly for a long time, she turned her head, curved her lips, and subconsciously smiled at him, with a hint of inquiry.

Qi Yan pursed his lips and couldn't tell what he felt in his heart.

It seems that since the change in the Qi family, she has become more and more calm, and all the innocence and innocence in the past have disappeared. She has become someone the family can rely on, and has the powerful ability to support the world on her own.

But what did you get for being so powerful...

"Who allowed them to build houses in the suburbs of Beijing?"

He spoke sharply with a voice filled with turbulent anger, instantly pulling all those who were meditating away from their thoughts.

The Holy Master's eyes narrowed dangerously, and his words became more and more sharp.

"In our Zhou Dynasty army, tens of thousands of hard-blooded warriors rushed to the battlefield, white swords went in and red swords came out, and many young lives were lost in exchange for the peace and tranquility of the country."

"Every country collects taxes to support soldiers and horses to prevent invasion from outside one day. We have soldiers and horses to compete with them!"

"So, I don't understand what those people who evade taxes are thinking. They don't care about the overall situation at all and just want to live a luxurious life in their small family!"

"Those who evade taxes should be like street rats that everyone shouts about and beat up. The common people despise them every time they see them. They have no face to be left in this world. They should not stand in the sun!"

"How dare you build a house in the suburbs of Beijing? Why are you provoking me?"

The Holy Spirit's aura was so strong that it was almost overwhelming, and the beard on his lips was almost blowing with anger.

"Where in the whole world is not my royal land? Which piece of land does not have an owner?"

"When they built a house, did they ask for my opinion?"

There was silence in the hall for a moment.

Ling Yutong tried his best to suppress it, so as not to let his anger come out from the top of his head!

What it means to be shameless, what it means to confuse right and wrong, what it means to tell lies with your eyes open, she has seen it all today!

The Holy Master's skills in this area can be said to have reached the pinnacle of cultivation!

Why do people evade taxes? Do they want to live a luxurious life? That's because they have no money to pay taxes!

Last year's harvest was not good, this year's taxes have increased, and officials are forcing us. One by one, we are forcing the poor people to leave. But in the end, all the faults are the people's fault.

Qi Yan also suddenly lowered his eyes.

All tax money is used to raise soldiers and horses. Over the years, my father has been a general, and I don’t know how much money he has spent on the military camp, secretly or overtly! The stakes they use for training are also old and have not been replaced.

Taxes have been raised so much from last year to this year, and the Holy Spirit said on the surface that he was very affectionate and that the frontier soldiers were miserable, but in reality, he turned around and built himself an extremely luxurious villa outside the palace.

No one echoed, and the Holy One seemed to think it was too quiet.

As soon as he rolled his eyes, his gaze stopped on Qi Yan's face.

"Qi Yan, you are the son of the General's Mansion, you should know best, right?"

"Soldiers are suffering so much on the front line. If ordinary people take out a small amount of money from their pockets, they can be fed and clothed, and have more strength to fight. Isn't this right? Isn't this too much?"

Ling Yutong raised his eyes in disbelief.

How on earth could the Holy One say such a thing!

The expressions on the faces of the Queen and Chen Qiushui were also very wonderful. Together with Qi Yun and Doctor Fang, their expressions were unified at this moment.

"..."

Qi Yan raised his narrow eyes, and the ends of his eyes curved into sharp arcs.

He asked softly: "Are you sure, Your Majesty, that the tax money is only a small part of the money in people's pockets?"


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