After rebirth, I joined forces with my mortal enemy to seek revenge.

The morning sunlight shines through the window frame. The morning breeze blew open the bed curtains, and Pei Jiaoran opened his eyes and looked at the ceiling. Get up, freshen up, eat, put on official clothes and go to the front yard.

The autumn sunshine is just right, and the two green plants at the door appear to be full of vitality. Pei Jiaoran slowed down and walked along the window.

The people in the public room were busy chatting and did not notice the movement at the door.

"Why does our Mingfu become ill? It's as if he has become a different person."

"No. His aura is just like that of a senior official from Chang'an. It's so bluffing."

"These are nothing. She actually set her sights on the garrison. You must know that the general is not a vegetarian."

"I think she doesn't want to live anymore. She doesn't want to live anymore, so don't hurt us."

"Sigh, I just don't know what the town general would think if he knew her thoughts."

Everyone's words continued to reach his ears, and Pei Jiaoran pursed his lips. He knocked on the window frame and coughed a few times.

The sound of coughing reached their ears, and everyone looked for a way out.

Pei Jiaoran was seen standing by the window with a smile on his face, and he arched his hands towards them. He put his arms on the window frame and jumped in lightly.

"Pei Mingfu." Everyone called in unison.

"Well. I just heard, Li Qian, you seem to have an opinion on the suggestion made by me?" Pei Jiaoran said, walking to the main seat and sitting down, "Since you have an opinion, you have to put it forward. You continue to talk. "

"Mingfu...this...isn't this not good?" Li Qian's throat rolled, and he seemed to swallow his saliva. He looked at Pei Jiaoran with embarrassment.

The town general of Jinchang County, Wang Shizhao, was a member of the Langya Wang family, and he was promoted by the previous governor. If you offend him, I'm afraid the whole Jinchang will suffer.

Glancing at him, Pei Jiaoran said in a deep voice, "What's wrong? If something happens, I will be responsible for it. Besides, didn't you tell me yesterday that you would definitely handle this matter?"

She knew that Wang Shizhao. Although he bears the name of Langya Wang family, he is only a disciple of the peripheral branch. Nothing to fear at all.

Wang Shizhao held a heavy army of 4,000 men, all of whom were professional soldiers. Apart from serving as a soldier, he does nothing else and relies entirely on the state for support. When there is no war, these people "waste food and clothing and have nothing to do." This has brought a serious burden to the local taxation.

As far as she knew, these people had formed a tight interest group and all relied on taxes. If it is not handled well, a mutiny will ensue.

This is a hungry wolf entrenched in Jinchang. If you accidentally offend it, it will be dead. But if you don't touch it, there will be no communication with the imperial court.

In her previous life, she was wary of Wang Shizhao's power and did not use the professional soldiers, which led to a civil uprising in Jinchang. No matter what, we can't let this happen again in this life.

"Mingfu... you are Zhongshu Ling's beloved disciple. We are not. I advise you to find another way." Li Qian's voice was filled with tears, "In my opinion, it is better to suffer the people more."

The voice fell, and a figure flashed in front of him. When everyone focused their attention, they saw Pei Jiaoran holding a knife on Li Qian's neck.

"What did you say?"

The sudden situation caused everyone's expressions to change. With wide eyes, he looked at Pei Jiaoran, who was holding a knife on Li Qian's neck with one hand and pressing the table with the other.

Stroking the handle of the knife with his fingers, Pei Jiaoran raised his eyebrows and smiled softly. She is obviously the most gentle and graceful person, but in the eyes of others, she feels fear for no reason.

"Li County Lieutenant, what do you mean by what you just said?" Pei Jiaoran smiled calmly as he looked at Li Qian with fear in his eyes.

"Little... I was confused for a moment and said such words. I hope Mingfu will forgive me."

The fear on Li Qian's face was visible in his eyes. Pei Jiaoran waved his hand, and the knife passed by everyone's eyes with a sharp light, and was nailed to the painting on the wall on the left, dangling.

Turning his head and glancing at everyone, Pei Jiaoran stretched out his hand to help County Lieutenant Li up, and gently patted the dust off his body.

"Captain Li, don't be nervous. I have no other intentions." Pei Jiaoran raised her lips and kept her hands on his shoulders. "I just want to do what the court ordered me to do."

After speaking, Pei Jiaoran shook his sleeves, turned around, walked to the main seat and sat down. He took out a piece of cloth from his sleeve and handed it to the official standing beside him.

"Read it to them."

"Here."

On the cloth is the "County Magistrate's Commandments" she wrote newly yesterday. It was full of handwriting, and everyone frowned. But because Pei Jiaoran was sitting on it, he didn't dare to communicate in a low voice.

Pei Jiaoran lowered his head and stared at the official documents on the table, a coldness flashed in Pei Jiaoran's eyes. The current "County Order Commandment" is very different from the previous one, and can even be considered extremely strict. But if not, I'm afraid I won't be able to suppress these people.

Fingertips stroked the qilin pattern engraved on the case. Pei Jiaoran raised his eyes and said with a smile: "Did you all hear clearly? If not, I will make another copy of the record and post it in the office. Read a few times every day. If you fail to remember it after three days, you will be demoted one level."

With Li Qian's lessons learned, no one dares to refute and say yes again and again.

Pei Jiaoran seemed to be very satisfied with everyone's attitude. The smile on Pei Jiaoran's face became softer and softer, and he called the servants to come in and add tea.

The tea is poured into the pot, and mist rises in front of your eyes.

"We've finished the tea, and it's time for us to talk about this year's taxes." Putting down the tea cup, Pei Jiaoran turned his head and looked at Li Qian, "What do you think County Lieutenant Li should do?"

Meeting Pei Jiaoran's gaze, Li Qian stroked his beard and followed her words, "Since the Ming government feels that the professional soldiers are wasting their food and clothing and doing nothing, the system can indeed be reduced. But the power of these soldiers has always been In the hands of General Zhen, I think you might as well discuss it with General Wang Zhen?"

"Of course. But there's something..." Pei Jiaoran's words stopped on his lips and he gave Li Qian a meaningful look.

As she spoke, Pei Jiaoran opened the account book and said in a deep voice: "You have already calculated the county's accounts yesterday, right?" Withdrawing her gaze, she continued: "The county's revenue and expenditure depend on public property and taxes. And the county government is responsible for People's livelihood requires a lot of expenditures, the bulk of which is for the military. There are only more than 10,000 people in Jinchang County, but there are more than 4,000 soldiers in the town. There is no war at the moment, and the soldiers have nothing to do with farming and production. But it costs a lot of money to support them. There was a severe drought in Hexi last year, and the court did not allocate military expenditures for various reasons, so it relied on the county government's surplus grain and taxes to support it. Now the people are still suffering, and the soldiers are arrogant and disorderly. It is really inappropriate. So This government plans to reduce the number of troops."

Before taking the position of Zuopushe in her previous life, she served as the transfer secretary. At that time, I had a lot of dealings with military general groups, and I knew that they each had their own interest groups, and joining forces was much more difficult than that of aristocratic families.

Li Qian's expression changed again after listening to her words. If someone hadn't grabbed his sleeve, he would have jumped up on the spot. Suppressing his dissatisfaction, he lowered his head and said nothing.