Looking at the scene in front of Prince Liang's mansion made Kong Xun seem to see that year when the rich and noble families had so much wine and meat that they could not finish eating them and they all became stinky, while on the road lay the bones of people who died of cold and hunger.

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

They had given up hope that someone would be able to help them and take back the food that had been stolen from the bandits.

Listening to the people's prayers, they just hoped that King Liang would ask the county governor to reduce some of the excessive taxes and levies, so as to leave them a way to survive.

Let them survive this winter.

In front of Prince Liang's mansion, among the crowd of people watching the excitement from afar, An Xin, dressed in a dark blue casual suit, watched the scene quietly without any emotion.

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

Soon, a slender young man with a bamboo pole figure cleverly slipped out of the back door of the palace, without caring whether there was anyone following or watching him.

I met a candied haws seller on the back street and bought one. I ate it while walking. When he bit the sour one, he grimaced, and when he ate the sweet one, his eyes curved with joy.

He was just a servant who sneaked out to play.

After finishing the candied haws in his hand, he turned to the crowd of idiots in front of the Liang Palace to watch the fun. Sometimes when he heard what the people said, he would pretend to curl his lips.

He still played the role of a young servant who had never suffered any hardship following his master vividly.

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

At this time, the steward of Prince Liang's mansion was supporting a pale-faced man and standing on the steps in front of the mansion. He should be the Siji of Prince Liang.

He was also the man who was sent to the capital by the old King of Liang to be raised since he was a child. It was not until the old King of Liang was about to die that he was allowed by Emperor Sheng An to come back and compete with his half-brothers for the title of King of Liang and succeeded.

An Xin thought it was no wonder that this person had the intention of rebellion.

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

Fortunately, the old Prince of Liang did not rebel, otherwise the first person to die would have been him, the nominal Prince of Liang.

"Ahem, everyone, hurry up." King Liang spoke with a lack of energy: "I feel sorry for the people in my fiefdom. I 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.

But the palace is restricted by the court, and the number of guards in the palace is limited. It is really unable to deal with the large number of bandits. "

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

An Xin looked at the weak-looking King Liang, and a hint of understanding flashed in his eyes.

Without arousing public indignation, how could so many people be willing to serve as King Liang's private soldiers and rebel against the court?

In addition, Prince Liang was seriously injured while suppressing the bandits, but the government office controlled by the imperial court was indifferent to this. Not only did they not suppress the bandits, they also kept finding ways to exploit the people.

Lingnan is far away from the capital and knows nothing about state affairs, so King Liang can do whatever he wants.

Every year, the new grain would be robbed when it arrived at the house. The people were often hungry and underperformed and exploited by the government. Under such circumstances, as long as someone took the lead, it would be difficult for them not to rebel.

At this time, the butler of the palace patted his master's back to make his breathing smoother, and said helplessly to the people below: "Everyone, please stop forcing my prince. He was seriously injured in those years to help you eradicate banditry, and now he has a root of illness.

Moreover, the prince was kind-hearted and reduced the down payment tax by 20%. The grain collected by our palace every year was not enough, and he distributed most of the grain to those families who were in greater difficulties.

The county magistrate's office was ordered by the imperial court to collect those heavy taxes. My prince was just a vassal prince with no real power and only had military power over a single soldier.

Even if we go to the county governor, no one will listen to him. I hope everyone can understand our prince’s difficulties.”

An Xin stood in the crowd and smiled slightly.

These two masters and slaves pushed all the responsibility for the hard life of the people in Lingnan onto the county magistrate's office which was under the control of the imperial court, thus putting the blame on the imperial court in disguise.

Although I did not directly incite the people to rebel, it was like telling them directly that I have no military power and cannot make decisions for you. If I had people in my hands, I would definitely wipe out those bandits.

Let them never rob you again. I, as a kind vassal king, have reduced your taxes, and you will definitely live a good life.

What he did was to make the people in Lingnan gradually dissatisfied with the court, and then follow him and support him in rebellion.

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Kong Xun stood behind, looking coldly at the not-so-broad back of King Liang with deep eyes.

After Emperor Sheng An often went to Huangjue Temple secretly to teach him the art of ruling, Kong Xun's face showed no other expression except for a cold look in his eyes for a moment. He still looked gentle and cool.

Li Ziyu didn't care about anything that was happening in front of him. His main purpose this time was to provide companionship. Being a smart and thoughtful man, he knew that this was not the time for him to show off.

No future emperor wants his subjects to be smarter than him, so Li Ziyu only informed the county magistrate of all the anomalies he noticed in the county magistrate's mansion.

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

Not long after Shan Yongzhen emerged from the crowd, An Xin walked slowly into a shop on the street holding the note in his hand, bought some things he needed, and left.

After returning to the mountain village, An Xin went back to her room, took out the note that the clever little Shan Yongzhen had stuffed into her hand, unfolded it and saw the information they had found out.

Seeing that County Magistrate Xin Xuyao ​​had not entered the backyard for a long time, it seemed that the rumors were not as true as they said about his once beloved daughter.

An Xin contacted Jiang Chenxi and Feng Yuxiu about a sentence that Wang Yuantao casually said in the recorder when he was confessing. The doubts in her heart made her fall into deep thought again.

Until a bold idea suddenly flashed through her mind. It seemed that the sickly King Liang was not a simple character, but a king of vassal kings with deep thoughts, powerful means and great power.

An Xin looked out the window at the setting sun, the sky filled with bright red glow.

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