Zhang Yuan thought that was enough. Since ancient times, this is how saints have ruled the world.
Lighten taxes and levies so that the people do not quarrel.
Although the effect is not very good, the natives are still making trouble all day long even though they have already done this.
There is no use in having no salt, and there is no use in having no iron.
If you sell him things, he makes a fuss. If you don’t sell him things, he makes another fuss.
It's simply...
Well, fortunately, the Holy Emperor recognized him.
Zhang Yuan was very happy.
But soon he was no longer happy.
Ever since this broken thing, no, this treasure of Emperor Yu appeared, all kinds of gods have come one after another.
Even the Prince of Qi came in person, bringing with him more than a thousand soldiers and horses, and actually set up his headquarters in the city.
Now even Zhang Yuan couldn't sleep or eat well.
A thousand or so people may not seem like a lot, but they are more than a thousand brave and powerful soldiers.
How many troops are there in his city? If the King of Qi sends another group of troops over and they join forces from inside and outside, the Dahuang County will no longer belong to Zhang Yuan in an instant.
How could he not sleep and eat peacefully because of this?
Zhang Yuan once said, "I would rather not eat meat for three months than not talk for a day."
But he hasn't had any conversation with the famous scholars in the county for three or four days. Is this still a normal life?
"Mr. Ning, may I ask what I should do now? Can you teach me?"
Sitting opposite him was a white-haired old man. Although he was not young, he had a rosy complexion and was full of energy. He looked like a man with a youthful face and an immortal air.
He held a goose feather fan in his hand, stroked his white beard with one hand, and waved a feather fan with the other hand. He smiled calmly when he heard the words.
"My lord, don't worry."
Zhang Yuan immediately perked up upon hearing this, thinking to himself, "Mr. Ning is truly my trusted aide. He truly has everything planned out."
I immediately concentrated and waited for the next step.
But after waiting for a long time, I saw the old man just smiling calmly but not saying anything else.
Cui, feeling somewhat anxious, asked, "Master, have you taught me anything?"
"My lord, don't worry!"
The old man kept smiling when he heard this, but he didn't say anything else after that.
Zhang Yuan finally understood that this was all the old man had to say.
No, you are quite talkative when you have casual conversations, but you are so vague and talk in plain language that even I don’t understand what you are saying.
Now you only say one sentence, isn't this too unreasonable?
You said there is no need to worry, so there is no need to worry?
At this moment, the old man finally spoke again, "I think my lord should be cautious about being pretentious, uh~ cautious about being impatient, uh... be cautious about being arrogant and impatient, and your heart will naturally be at peace! And then..."
The old man suddenly stopped talking here, the fan in his hand also stopped, and even the expression on his face stopped, as if it was frozen.
Zhang Yuan was listening to him continue talking when he saw him suddenly stop moving. He didn't understand why and could only stare at him in a daze.
After a long time, he suddenly moved again, but he waved the fan as if nothing had happened.
The feeling just passed by like that.
Zhang Yuan almost vomited blood and was about to ask, "What happened next?"
Suddenly a servant came in hurriedly, as if he had something to do.
Seeing this, Zhang Yuan frowned and snorted, "Mr. Ning and I were discussing important matters. Who let you in?"
The servant's face turned pale with fear. Mr. Ning nodded at his goose feather fan and said calmly, "Oh, it's okay. They must have important business to come here. My lord, don't take it lightly."
"Um."
Zhang Yuan nodded after hearing this and said indifferently, "Tell me, what is the reason for you coming here so suddenly?"
The servant then hurriedly leaned over and whispered a few words in his ear.
Zhang Yuan frowned upon hearing this, then looked up in anger, "Asshole, you don't even know who is coming, who told you to bring him into the main hall?
Come, take this slave out with me and give him a beating!
But before he finished speaking, a snort was heard from outside the curtained door, "What strict rules there are in Dahuang County!"
As he was speaking, the bead curtain outside the door rustled slightly and was suddenly opened from both sides by two people.
One face was stern, and the other had sharp edges and corners, as if carved by an axe or a knife.
The other person had a fair face and was quiet but with a hint of determination.
But the two people who lifted the bead curtain did not come in themselves, but stood aside humbly.
There were several people standing right in front of the door, and the first one was a young man with a handsome face and quite a graceful demeanor.
Just standing there gives people a feeling of looking down on everyone.
This is not to say that the man is so arrogant and looks down on others.
On the contrary, the expression on this person's face was very calm, with only a hint of imperceptible sarcasm at the corner of his mouth.
Obviously, the person who spoke just now was this person.
As for that feeling, it is purely a feeling created by the viewer himself.
Behind this person were several people, and each of them looked different from an ordinary person.
When Zhang Yuan saw these people, he couldn't help but frown. He probably understood why the servants led them into the main hall without asking for his permission.
These people not only do not look like ordinary people, but some of them even have somewhat unfriendly expressions.
Judging from the situation, it would be impossible for the servant to refuse.
Zhang Yuan's heart skipped a beat for no reason.
But he was the governor of a county after all, and this was in his own territory, so he quickly calmed down, frowned, and shouted coldly, "Who are you? How dare you trespass into the inner hall of Dahuang County?"
He was about to shout "Come here", but a white-faced, beardless "man" behind the young man smiled sinisterly, "What's so great about the inner court of the county government? We have been in and out of the inner court of the imperial palace many times."
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