543. The rent cannot be reduced by even a fraction.
After calming down for a moment, Yun Baiyi's face turned slightly red, and he said embarrassedly, "Actually, we all know in our hearts that the demonic dragon and the demonic tiger are not something we can deal with."
Our strength is still too weak, but it is our responsibility to defend this place. Seeing all the young ladies and gentlemen busy and in danger, while we can't do anything about it, is a truly unpleasant feeling.
Yun Su nodded gently, bowed slightly, and said softly with respect and gratitude, "Brother in white, you don't need to be so polite. It's already quite an achievement that you've managed to keep this place so clean and orderly, and to keep the surrounding thieves at bay."
I've heard that merchants from many places are willing to trade here, and the area within a hundred miles of the border town is peaceful and safe; demons and ghosts dare not approach, and evil spirits dare not show their faces. Thank you, Brother in White.
Yun Baiyi blushed slightly, lost in thought, unsure of what to say.
Yun Shuni chuckled softly, "Brother in white, there's no need to be so formal. Fifty miles outside this city, many villagers from other places have come here to form villages and live there, free from the harassment of ghosts and monsters."
Along the way, many daring villagers set up stalls and shops, offering tea and water. This was all thanks to the soldiers, including the man in white. The soldiers need not be modest.
However, these roadside stalls, as long as they are within our jurisdiction, must abide by our rules.
Yun Baiyi smiled and nodded gently.
Yun Shuni looked at it and smiled slightly, with the air of a housekeeper. She said with a smile, "The rules I mentioned not only require you to set up your shop in an orderly manner, but also to pay taxes. The tax is 30%, and you can't complain about paying even a fraction of it. If you don't pay, let them leave on their own."
We can't let them all profit from all the good things in the world; there are plenty of people who want to.
"Miss, you say, 'But...'"
Yun Baiyi immediately lowered his head slightly and chuckled, then tried hard to control his expression, becoming serious and attentive. After thinking for a moment, he said softly, "I really haven't considered this matter. However, is it a bit inappropriate for us to collect these taxes?" He hesitated for a moment.
Yun Qing and Yun Su nodded. Yun Shuni, remembering her own words, felt a little shy and remained silent.
Yun Qing said softly, "Taxes must be collected, otherwise, where would we get so much money for our expenses? But we don't need to collect them ourselves. Tell Elder Weng later to have Jin Luo and Jin Feng collect them, just like in the city."
These rules prompted Elder Weng and others to consider the situation early on, as they feared that if things truly descended into chaos, the influx of people would likely increase significantly.
Yun Qing frowned slightly, a hint of worry showing in her words. She was clearly uneasy about the future situation. Martial King, Martial Emperor, and now Martial Emperor—she had crossed the threshold in one step. She only needed to cultivate a few more times to reach that level. A blush crept into her heart.
However, the more breakthroughs one makes, the more suffocating one feels towards powerful opponents. At the sixth level, one can fight against Martial Kings, but fighting beyond one's level becomes increasingly difficult.
Besides himself, Jingzhai, Ji Xixi, and Han Linling were also present. Their strengths were unknown, but their auras were concealed, and their supernatural powers and spells were awe-inspiring.
Liu Qianqian's strength is growing stronger. Once Changzhou is stable, if all the worshippers gather together, the strength within this territory will likely be multiplied. With everyone working together, Dalong Prefecture will not be afraid of self-defense. Suddenly, they also feel that they are a force to be reckoned with.
Moreover, with the Qi Kingdom in chaos and the dynasty lacking a sage emperor to suppress it, or rather, the sage emperor had slaughtered a group of martial emperors twenty years ago, leaving no survivors, but as time passed, a new group of martial emperors began to rise, and the allocation of resources was once again insufficient.
Faced with an unknown powerful opponent, she felt somewhat powerless, but with her lover by her side, any worry quickly disappeared.
Yun Su nodded silently, but with Jingzhai and the others there, and with Ji Xixi and the others' persuasion, she was no longer so anxious. Her lover was also there, and although he would sometimes disappear and go out, she felt inexplicably at ease.
While managing our own territory of Dalong Prefecture, we also need to pay attention to external affairs. The Battle of Xizi Prefecture was earth-shattering, and for a time, various forces were secretly stirring up trouble.
Although news of the battle between the Red King and Xizi Prefecture was delayed by a day, it still reached us. Yun Baiyi confirmed it through multiple channels and relayed the matter to Yun Su several times. Today's gathering was partly for this reason.
But now that Yun Qing is the Martial Emperor, there is not much to worry about. With the military formation in place and the Martial Emperor behind him, the Red King does not need to be too afraid.
Yun Su pondered for a moment, her previous worries gradually disappearing. Looking at Yun Qing, she whispered, "Sister, you've worked so hard. Your breakthrough came just in time. Now we don't need to worry too much."
In the Battle of Xizizhou in Qi State, all of the Red King's subordinates were killed or wounded, and all three of his generals were killed in battle.
With the deaths of Mo Taizhen, the leader of the Xuanji Sect, and Emperor Wu, the Xuanji Sect's fortunes have undoubtedly suffered a major blow.
The Serpent Demon Cult's vice-leader was killed in battle, and its followers suffered heavy casualties; this was a lose-lose situation for all three parties.
As the story unfolds slowly, Yun Qing, Yun Shuni, and Yun Baiyi, though not hearing of it for the first time, are still deeply moved by the brutality of the war, which even the Martial Emperor could not escape. Such devastation must have kept many people up all night.
In this way, it makes sense that the royal city and other noble families have recently started trading with various places and border regions.
Emperor Wu, Emperor Wu! Those who cannot become Emperor Wu are nothing but ants before him. Only Emperor Wu can kill Emperor Wu.
Emperor Wu, Emperor Wu, your moves contain the power of rules, drawing upon wind, fire, thunder, lightning, metal, wood, water, fire, and earth to disrupt the surrounding environment and damage the opponent's true energy flow. The difference is more than a hundredfold.
As he circulated his power, an invisible force slowly sealed off the surroundings, pressing hard inwards. His true energy recovered more than ten times that of a Martial Emperor. The pressure from all sides was like Mount Tai pressing down on him, causing his true energy to stagnate and his flesh and blood to become immobile.
Emperor Wu could single-handedly govern a country. The Holy Emperor was unparalleled in martial prowess, putting pressure on Emperor Wu and killing many of the previous Emperor Wu's men. He also destroyed many sects. It was because of this that the Holy Emperor was able to gain so many people's submission.
Because those who disobey are killed, except for a few who managed to escape like stray dogs, the rest are now buried with their graves overgrown with weeds.
After a brief discussion, Yun Baiyi quietly took his leave, explaining that today's extra meal was meant to share this joyous occasion with everyone.
'Dragon Soup!'
The sound of cheers and excitement came from outside. Many soldiers were gathered in the camp, their eyes filled with surprise and excitement.
'Excellent! Dragon Soup is a rare delicacy and treasure; we can feast to our hearts' content this time!'
'The general's strength has improved again; this is truly a blessing for us!'
"Thank you, Miss. Thank you, General."
Outside, the soldiers were talking amongst themselves, their voices carrying through the doors and windows. Yun Su and the others could almost see the joyful smiles on the soldiers' faces.
They were proud of the general's improved strength and also looked forward to the delicious dragon soup.
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