The Beloved in the Palm

Chapter 173 Debt Collection

King Xuan's army set out at the same time, marching along the way in a mighty manner. Why worry about safety on the road?

It didn't take long for them to arrive at Xingzhou.

Xue Qingyin had not forgotten the handwritten order written by the Queen Mother.

This was not Xingzhou. This was clearly a treasure house containing 800,000 taels of silver.

A full 800,000 strings of silver.

As the carriage headed toward the city, Xue Qingyin asked King Xuan: "Who is Gan Zixu? Does Your Highness know?"

King Xuan's face, which had always been expressionless, showed a hint of strangeness.

"A... jerk." He said.

Before King Xuan could elaborate on what was wrong with this man, Fang Chengzhong's voice rang out from outside: "Your Highness, Yun Yizi wants to see you."

"Yun Yizi? He sounds like a Taoist priest." Xue Qingyin guessed.

"It's Gan Zixu." King Xuan said.

"Ah? So Gan Zixu is a Taoist priest?"

"Not only a Taoist priest, he is also a monk, and his Buddhist name is to help the poor."

Xue Qingyin was full of questions.

At this time, King Xuan lifted the curtain of the carriage.

I saw an old man walking quickly from a distance, kneeling in front of King Xuan's carriage, and bowing.

Then he shouted at the top of his voice: "I heard that King Xuan came to Xingzhou, so I came to greet you. Please stay in my humble home, and I will treat you with food and bean soup."

After the old man said this, he raised his head carefully.

A black face, hair tied in a bun, and a rough bundle of cloth.

He didn't look like a Taoist priest or a monk, but a farmer.

"He doesn't look... like he has money." Xue Qingyin hesitated.

But she soon overturned this guess.

After all, in modern society, there are often ordinary landlords who wear cloth shoes, carry plastic bags, and drive luxury cars to collect rent.

Don't judge a person by his appearance.

"Your Highness, rest at his house for two days before leaving." Xue Qingyin said.

"Yinyin, you don't want to go to his house."

No, it made her more curious.

Xue Qingyin's eyes sparkled, innocent and firm. She looked at him and said, "I want to go."

King Xuan: "..." "Then go."

Xue Qingyin said, "That's 800,000 strings of cash."

"What money?"

Xue Qingyin showed him the Queen Mother's hand order.

King Xuan said coldly, "The Queen Mother's move is really difficult. How can you get the money? She doesn't want to empty her own treasury, but she wants to win your gratitude."

Xue Qingyin shook her head, "I won't be grateful to her. If the money is obtained, it is all my own ability."

King Xuan had no choice but to ask her, "Do you really want to ask for money?"

"Yes." Xue Qingyin nodded.

"Then stay a few more days. I'll ask my father to write a handwritten order."

Xue Qingyin was shocked and said, "He won't still owe the emperor money, will he?"

"Yinyin, you are really smart."

"…………"

Xue Qingyin's face was full of shock to my whole family.

She found her voice and asked, "Then...how much money does he owe the emperor?"

"Three million strings of cash."

"……"

"He didn't get beheaded. He is really a great man."

"He once saved your majesty's life and the queen mother's life. He also blocked the knife for the late prince and was poisoned for the late great ancestor."

Xue Qingyin: "……"

The triathlon award should be given to him. He didn't die like this. How tough he is.

"No wonder I can't get the money back." Xue Qingyin sighed and asked curiously, "Did your majesty give him any extra rewards?"

"Since he saved my life, I naturally have to reward him."

"Then the money will continue to be paid, right?"

"Yes."

"Does Yinyin still want to live there?" King Xuan smiled.

"Go, why not? You have to see it first."

Outside the carriage, Gan Zixu, who looked like an old farmer, raised his head more carefully and asked the soldier beside him: "Why doesn't your highness speak? Did I offend your highness?"

King Xuan lowered his eyes and said: "Go and tell him to prepare food."

"Yes." Fang Chengzhong responded and walked to Gan Zixu's side.

After listening, Gan Zixu got up and was quite happy. He led the team to his home.

Xingzhou is not a rich place. The streets are not prosperous like those in Beijing.

They walked forward, gradually getting farther and farther, as if they were about to leave Xingzhou.

Finally...

"We're here." A voice sounded outside the carriage.

Xue Qingyin couldn't wait to roll up the curtain and look out.

It was actually halfway up the mountain.

There was a house built on the halfway up the mountain, which was different from the usual big houses. It was dark and looked more like a bunker.

King Xuan helped Xue Qingyin get off the carriage.

The soldiers naturally separated to both sides to make way for them.

Xue Qingyin walked closer and looked up.

Well, there was not even a door plaque.

Gan Zixu saw them and knelt down again and kowtowed: "Greetings to His Royal Highness King Xuan, Princess Xuan."

Then he got up, took out a bunch of keys from his waist, turned around and opened the door of the mansion in front of him.

Could there be no one inside?

This thought suddenly popped up in Xue Qingyin's mind.

At this time, Gan Zixu bowed and gestured: "Your Highness, please go first."

King Xuan grabbed Xue Qingyin's hand and took her into the door side by side.

It also caused Gan Zixu to look at Xue Qingyin curiously.

Probably because he didn't expect that there would be someone who could walk side by side with King Xuan.

When he entered the door...

There were no screens or rockery inside.

There were no decorative items such as vases and antique shelves.

The huge house seemed extremely empty.

But fortunately, there was not no one in the house...

A few burly men, with swords on their waists, were dozing under the eaves.

When they saw the Xuan Wang and his party coming in, they were stunned, and it took them a while to realize that someone had come here.

"This is His Royal Highness Xuan Wang and Princess Xuan Wang, why don't you quickly pay your respects?" Gan Zixu said in a deep voice.

The men immediately paid their respects in a submissive manner.

Gan Zixu quickly led them to the flower hall.

No one else was seen on the way.

There were only three sets of tables and chairs in the flower hall, but fortunately... it was barely enough for people to sit.

Nong Xia laid a cushion for Xue Qingyin in the back, so that she wouldn't feel uncomfortable when she sat down.

"I'll go prepare the meal right away." Gan Zixu rolled up his sleeves and said.

Xue Qingyin asked him, "You're going?"

"Yes."

"What about those people outside? What do they do?"

"They are servants, responsible for protecting me."

"Are there no maids, servants, or cooks in the mansion?"

"No, no."

"Why don't you order your servants to take on such duties?" Du Hongxue, who was listening nearby, felt it was absurd and couldn't help but interrupt.

Xue Qingyin thought, I can probably guess why.

Gan Zixu smiled honestly and said, "That's another price, no way."

Du Hongxue: "..."

Xue Qingyin smacked her lips.

It was indeed so.

Xue Qingyin turned her head away, leaned close to King Xuan's ear, and asked in a low voice: "Does he have money? If he really doesn't have much, there's nothing to ask for."

"Yes. In the past, the secret guards found out that he had 371 properties in various places, and he might have more than 90 million strings of wealth."

Xue Qingyin immediately asked: "How much tax revenue did the Liang Dynasty collect in a year?"

"About 40 million strings of money."

"If... I mean if, find a reason and put a knife to his neck, will he give money?"