The little sweetheart dressed as the ghost king

After telling the group of people to take the money for treatment, Xiji returned with a group of people around him.

After he left, another group of people who had been following showed their figures. They looked at Li Da and others who were kneeling on the ground and supported each other with disdain, and looked at Xiji who left with complex expressions in a blink of an eye.

"What do we do now?"

"Go back first and tell the young master all the details. For other matters, the young master can judge by himself. We just need to follow the young master's orders."

The person who asked the question agreed with what he said, nodded, and greeted his subordinates.A group of people quickly hid in the crowd and disappeared quickly.

On the way back, Xiji was thinking about the miserable appearance of those people just now, and how to euphemistically mention this matter to the Night King after returning.Reason told him that he shouldn't care about this matter, but his conscience couldn't ignore it.

Thinking of the night king's cold eyes, Xiji felt a little worried.He knew that the Night King actually didn't want to pay attention to such trivial matters.

"Master, are you worried?" Mo Shu looked at the young master who was looking sad all the way, and asked with some confusion.

He quickly remembered the peasants he met on the road just now, pursed his lips, and said with some displeasure: "It's all to blame for those people. If they didn't appear suddenly, the young master wouldn't be unhappy."

Hearing what he said, Xiji was a little taken aback. She didn't even care about the things she was struggling with just now. She turned her head to look at Mo Shu, frowned and asked, "Don't you think they are pitiful?"

"Poor thing." Mo Shu replied simply.

"Then why do you still say that?"

Mo Shu tilted his head, not quite understanding what his young master was talking about.

Seeing this, Xiji sighed, and said with a complicated expression: "Since they are so pitiful, shouldn't it be right for me to help them a little bit?"

Mo Shu didn't understand, looked at Xiji, and said very strangely: "But they are not the only ones who are pitiful! If they all sympathize, how can they be busy? Why do you want to make the young master's mood worse for them? Young master Happiness is the most important thing."

Hearing what he said, Xiji didn't know what to say for a while, and looked at him with a very complicated expression.After a while, he sighed, touched his head, and secretly sighed in his heart, "Yes, Mo Shu is right, there are many poor people."

In this era, whether it is a landowner or an aristocratic family, the ruling class with land ownership always collects taxes from the lower classes according to their needs, regardless of the life and death of the lower people.

Thinking of this, he was relieved of the indifference shown by Mo Shu. He lived in this era and was used to the way of life here, so he didn't think those people who begged for taxation were so pitiful.

Knowing this, Xiji also has some confidence in how he will tell the Night King about this later.Although he sympathizes with the peasants of this era, he cannot do things beyond his ability because of his sympathy for them.He could only say something in front of the Night King, as for the rest, he could only resign himself to fate.

After I figured it out, Xiji was not as worried as before. As soon as he returned to the hotel, he took the things he bought to the small kitchen and packed them up non-stop.

After putting away all the fresh ingredients bought today, Xiji rolled up his sleeves and prepared to use his housekeeping skills to cook a table of good dishes.

Its purpose, one is to thank the Night King for letting him go out, spending money on himself, and sending so many people to protect him.The second is for what I am going to say tonight. I hope that even if the Night King gets angry after hearing this, he can let him off for the sake of this meal.

Although the Night King never seems to have lost his temper with him, Xiji always has an inexplicable fear of the Night King, thinking that what he did this time may offend the Night King, and he is well prepared.

So, that night, Xiji made three dishes and one soup, each with great care, braised lion's head, spicy chicken, fish in sour soup, and three delicacies soup.

In the evening, when King Ye came to eat, Xiji found that he had done nothing wrong with these meat dishes, because King Ye lowered his chopsticks much faster than usual.

When the two had finished their meal and rested together on the waterside pavilion, Xiji even offered to pour a glass of wine for the Night King, and his expression could be regarded as a dog's leg compared to before.

The Night King was holding a cup, sitting leisurely on the waterside pavilion, looking into the distance, as if he was looking at the scenery. When Xiji added a second cup to himself, he turned his head and stared at him with an inexplicable expression look.

It wasn't until Xiji himself began to wonder if he saw something, that the Night King said slowly: "What did you do to please me like this?"

Xiji faced the Night King's sharp gaze, struggled for two seconds, gritted his teeth, and told what happened today.

After hearing this, the Night King glanced at Xiji who was staring at him, his tense face began to tense, blinked, and there was no emotion in his tone, "Have you ever thought about it, what if they lie to you?"

Xiji imagined that he would be scolded by the Night King, and also thought that he would disdain him, but he never thought that he would ask such a question, and was a little stunned for a while, staring blankly at the Night King, stumbling and saying : "Why did they lie to me?"

Hearing his question, the corner of Night King's mouth curled into a sarcastic arc, looking at him like looking at a little fool, shaking the wine glass in his hand, and said in a sarcastic tone: "Because someone like you The rich guys are the best liars. If you sympathize with them, they will be able to cheat you of things, whether it’s money or anything else.”

Xiji opened his mouth to refute, but then remembered the piece of silver he had given out, so he didn't say anything.It's just that he is still a little unconvinced in his heart. He thinks that group of people are so miserable, and they shouldn't be professional liars.

The Night King looked at Siji's face, knew what he was thinking, and didn't care.He drank the wine in the glass, put it on the table, looked at him and said, "I'm bored, let's make a bet, do you dare?"

"What's the bet?" Xiji listened, a little confused, not knowing the topic between them, why, suddenly turned to this.

"Just bet that what those people said is true or not." Night King looked at him and said casually, "If what they said is true, then you win. If what they said is false, then I count Win. If anyone wins, the other side has to listen to him."

Xiji looked at the person in front of him who seemed very interested in this bet, and secretly complained in his heart, why did he feel that no matter who won, he still had to listen to him in the end.

Anyway, the result was the same, Xiji felt that he had nothing to lose, and even felt that if he won, Ye Lin would listen to him once, which would be considered a profit.So, he nodded and agreed.

What surprised Xiji was that he thought it would be a few days before he saw the group of people again, but who knew that in the evening, he saw those people again.

After the guards came to communicate, Xiji followed Ye Lin, who signaled him to accompany him, and walked out of the place where he lived, and along the way came to another place where he rarely came, where the Night King used to work.

Seeing this, Xiji was still a little strange, and didn't understand why he suddenly wanted to come here by himself.Just looking at the Night King who was striding ahead, Xiji didn't have time to think about it, so he raised his foot and walked in.

Entering the room, the most conspicuous thing is the five men kneeling on the ground trembling. They are dressed in the same clothes, and the blood on their faces is still there, but the broken place is covered with something, and it looks gray. Fluttering, making them look even more unbearable.

Seeing them like this, Xiji's heart beat up. Could it be that they were really liars, so they didn't use the money he gave to treat injuries?Did not leave here to go home, otherwise why would they appear here.

Thinking of this, Xiji began to feel uncomfortable, and the eyes staring at the group of people also became complicated.

The Night King ignored Xi Ji who was standing there with a complex and difficult expression, and walked straight to the main seat, looked down at the several people kneeling down below, raised his hand, and signaled the white shirt standing beside him to start questioning.

After receiving the king's instruction, Bai Shirt nodded, and then stood in front of those people with full momentum. Looking at them who were trembling, he asked directly, "Who are you? Why are you blocking the way today?"

Li Da looked at the man full of evil spirits in front of him, he didn't dare to lift his head, and he didn't dare not answer, he could only kneel there, and said tremblingly: "The villain is from Mangshanpo Village, come here this time I want to ask Wang Kaien to reduce the tax in our village."

Seeing that the man came here and still made the same remarks, the Night King's eyes were very unpredictable, and then he tapped his finger on the table and said in an unclear tone; "Oh, it seems that you guys have a lot of opinions on taxes?"

Hearing what he said, Li Da kowtowed fiercely on the ground, and said sadly: "I don't dare, it's just that we really can't survive, so we dare to come before the king and beg the king for mercy." .”

After he finished speaking, the white shirt opened his mouth and said: "You better be honest, I don't think you want to try the punishment in this mansion, and explain honestly, what is the purpose of you guys coming here. Make it clear, Maybe my king will consider letting you go."

"Everything I said is true, I dare not deceive you, and I hope you will learn from me." Hearing what he said, Li Da became even more frightened, knelt on the ground, and lowered his head even more.

Ye Lin looked at the trembling people kneeling on the ground, and said softly, "Do you know what will happen to those who deceive me? Now I will give you a chance to explain the matter clearly. What are you here for?"

Hearing what he said, Li Da raised his head, stared straight at Ye Lin, and his tone was full of determination, "The villain heard that the land tax under the king's rule was only [-]%, but here it is [-]%." I have some doubts in my heart, so I came boldly and hoped that the king would lower our taxes for the sake of our fellow king's people. Otherwise, after paying so much tax due to the drought this year, we will I can't survive."

Hearing his words, Ye Lin frowned, then seemed to think of something, turned his head to look at the white shirt, and said in a bad tone, "The tax here is still [-]%?"

When Bai Shan heard his question, his face was also a little ugly. After thinking about it, he was sure that he had no impression of this matter, so he knew that this matter should not be handled by himself, and shook his head towards the Night King, expressing that he had no idea I don't know anything.

Seeing his reaction, Ye Lin knew what was going on, and gave instructions to the guard at the door.

Soon, Mr. Guo walked in tremblingly.

"Wang." Mr. Guo first bowed to the king, then looked at the people around him, and asked with some confusion: "I don't know what is the king's order for the old man to come here this time?"

"Sir, have you handled the taxation of this place?" Ye Lin asked straight to the point.

Hearing Ye Lin's question, Mr. Guo pondered for a while, then quickly remembered, nodded, and replied: "The old man has dealt with the matter of asking for tax instructions here a few days ago, what happened? ?"

Hearing his question, Ye Lin raised his eyebrows calmly, and then motioned to Bai Shirt to let him tell the truth.

After listening to his retelling, Mr. Guo let out a sigh, thinking of his own negligence, looked at Ye Wang and said sincerely: "A few days ago, I dealt with a document about asking for instructions on how to collect taxes here. My handling The opinions are collected according to Wang’s usual practice, presumably the person who executed them didn’t think carefully, so he handled it according to the requirements of the previous Han family. It’s the old man’s negligence, and I ask the king to punish him.”

After listening to his narration, the whole incident became clear. At this time, everyone was waiting for the final decision from the Night King.After waiting for a while, I heard Ye Lin say slowly: "Since Mr. Guo has a problem handling this matter, let Mr. Guo handle the rest of the matter."

"Yes." Mr. Guo heard Ye Wang's words and knew that he didn't intend to deal with him. He bowed to Ye Lin and assured him in a clear voice: "Thank you, Wang, for giving me the opportunity to make up for my mistakes. I will go down and investigate in person. Be clear, deal with this matter well, and make up for this mistake."

"Yeah." Ye Wangwang nodded at him, agreeing to his request to make amends, and then looked at the people kneeling on the ground, "If Mr. Guo finds out that you are not lying, then let you go free. You are just making up an excuse to pick up the plane and get away with the crime, and I will execute you in a hurry."

"Yes, the villain will never dare to lie." Li Da knelt on the ground, trembling.

Ye Lin glanced at the people on the ground, and was no longer interested in this matter. After dealing with this matter, he took Xiji and left.

After learning that this matter might just be a mistake by his subordinates, Xiji knew that he had won the bet with the Night King this time. Looking at Ye Lin who was walking in front, Xiji began to think about winning this time. , What should I order as the reward for the winner.

Thinking of something, Xiji's eyes lit up, or else, he would use that as a reward.

Just when Xiji was happy alone, he didn't notice that Ye Lin who was walking in front stopped at some point.Caught off guard, Xiji bumped his head into his back, hurting his nose, and couldn't help but yelled out.

Hearing the movement from behind, Ye Lin turned his head, looked down at him, and asked in a bad tone: "What were you thinking about just now, so fascinated?"

Seeing Ye Lin staring at her unblinkingly, and the familiar oppression from the past reappearing on her body, Xiji immediately cringed again, not daring to say what she just thought of.

"Anything to say?" Ye Lin asked directly regardless of Xiji's entanglement at the moment.

Xiji looked at the tall man in front of him, took a step back as a safety precaution, and then spoke out his thoughts.

As soon as he finished speaking, the man in front of him narrowed his eyes threateningly, came to his side, touched his face, made him look up at him, and said in a sarcasm: "You are getting bolder again now." .”

Xiji stared at the ghost face very close to him, swallowed his saliva, strengthened his courage, and said in a trembling voice: "What you said just now, if anyone wins, promise the other party one thing. Obviously, this This time I won."

Ye Lin looked at Xiji who was still negotiating conditions with him even though he was about to tremble with fear, slowly lowered his head, stopped at the position where the two were about to kiss, and said with a light smile while the two were breathing entangled : "If I don't agree, what will happen to you?"

Xiji looked at the person in front of him who didn't intend to fulfill his promise, and was about to explode.