Fengshen: I, King Zhou, demolished the Nuwa Palace at the beginning

He looked at Zhao Yun: "Uncle Yang, is there a guest at your house?"

While speaking, the man looked at Zhao Yun with vigilant eyes.

Before old man Yang could speak, Yang Zhan rushed to answer: "Uncle Zhang, they are distant relatives of my family, and they came to my house to visit me and grandpa."

Hearing this, the man frowned, and said, "Nonsense, your father and I have been comrades-in-arms for many years, why have you ever heard him mention that your family is far away..."

Speaking normally, the man was stunned, his eyes fixed on Di Xin who came out from behind Zhao Yun, showing an expression of disbelief.

'boom! '

The crutches fell, the man's body stopped, and he threw himself on the ground, looking at Di Xin: "Great... Your Majesty, you must decide for us!"

===Chapter 22 Weeping Blood ===

Di Xin hurried forward and helped the man up.

The man in front of him is a warrior who fights for big merchants and causes disabilities.

Although Di Xin didn't know the man in front of him, nor did he know his name, but he became what he is today for himself.

No one can erase this point.

Di Xin helped the man up: "Sorry, I'm late."

The man looked at Di Xin and burst into tears.

"My lord... ah ah ah..."

Tears could not stop streaming down.

Who said that a man doesn't flick his tears easily, but he hasn't reached the point of sadness.

a long time.

The man finally regained his composure, and apologized to Di Xin, "Your Majesty, I'm so rude."

From the bottom of his heart, he admired the current king.

Your Majesty's series of benevolent policies have already been announced to the world, but some officials secretly withheld them, presumably Your Majesty does not know about them.

Di Xin patted the man on the shoulder and said, "Come on, let's go into the room and talk, no matter what hardships you have, just say it."

By now, Di Xin had already made a rough estimate.

It is estimated that the relief funds and other benefits distributed by the imperial court are not much in their hands, and this cannot be forgiven for Di Xin.

The man nodded and said, "My lord, I believe that my lord will deal with it fairly."

There is only one gate left in the courtyard of old man Yang's house, and it creaks when the wind blows.

Passing through the courtyard gate is a narrow and dilapidated small courtyard. The courtyard is filled with all kinds of sundries and is extremely depressed.

The house where old man Yang lives has no gate, and the windows are full of holes.

When I entered the room, the ground was full of pots and jars, which were filled with muddy rainwater.

At this moment, Di Xin finally understood what it means to have a leak in the house when it rains all night.

In the house, the only table still lacks a foot, leaning against the wall to maintain the balance.

After finding a place to sit down at random, Di Xin looked at the man and asked, "Is there any factor for the relief money and other benefits allocated by the imperial court to be distributed to you?"

The man immediately shook his head and said with a wry smile: "Your Majesty, the hair was paid, but no one only paid a very small amount, and the taxes of poor families were not reduced or exempted."

"I went to them to argue, but was brutally beaten."

"Very little? How much?

"One hundred seashells."

"One hundred seashells?" Di Xin said in shock.

How can they live with twenty buckets of rice?

And there are no tax breaks.

It can be seen how much money those corrupt officials have deducted from it.

Looking at the lonely Yang Zhan and the thin old man Yang.

Looking at the big merchant warrior who broke his right leg but didn't have a Haibei pension.

this moment.

Di Xin only wanted to kill people, he wanted to kill all these corrupt officials, he wanted to kill all these lawless villains, he wanted to kill all these ruthless people.

Emperor Xin hates it!

He hated himself for not personally supervising the distribution of relief funds and welfare. He hated those people who were corrupt and violated the law.

Regardless of their life or death.

These people are the incomplete warriors who fought for the peace of the Dashang border.

But after they retired incompletely, their lives became more difficult.

This is not what they deserved.

He will definitely investigate this matter thoroughly.

Di Xin turned to Zhao Yun and said, "Zilong, go back and find Jia Xu and ask him to find a place to settle the people in this area first."

"Also, ask Jia Xu to check for me which official is responsible for distributing relief funds and benefits."

"This king will definitely let them pay with blood."

His tone was cold and shuddering.

Zhao Yun responded, "Yes, Your Majesty."

After the words fell, he turned and left.

Anger flickered in his eyes.

Zhao Yun was already a chivalrous man, looking at Yang Zhan and his grandfather, with no food to eat, no clothes to cover their bodies, and such a difficult life, Zhao Yun's heart was also bleeding.

This should not be the situation that the families of soldiers who sacrificed for the great merchants should have.