The eloquent words and the expression of injustice immediately vividly interpreted the image of a law-abiding people in the Tang Dynasty.


    Only let the two ladies see the itchy roots.


    But in retrospect, Tang Hao''s words are quite reasonable.


    Li Wanqing glanced at Tang Hao unhappily.


    "How will you reply to these lords?"


    "If you give one, you will offend a large area. If you sell it wantonly, it will make those men resent."


    Tang Hao listened and raised his eyebrows, revealing an appearance of a profiteer.


    "That''s the auction. It''s better to avoid the high price."


    "Just now, zhi''er has said that most of the people who can buy it are those merchant families with thousands of families. It is the so-called taking it from the people and using it for the people. Even if those state lords investigate it, they can''t be held accountable."


    "No matter how bad it is, when we return to the Imperial City, we''ll customize another set for each of the country''s princes and take care of the pocket money of the two ladies."


    The last words hit the hearts of the two ladies with a smile, which was very comfortable in their hearts.


    The steward came up again with a serious look.


    He walked behind Tang Hao and whispered in his ear.


    "Lord, there are some changes in the place where we pick sand and stone."


    "Dozens of evil people in Yangzhou occupied the mountains. They said that the sand and stones were good fields handed down by their ancestors. They asked us to invest in the purchase."


    In the land policy reform in the early Tang Dynasty, the government no longer restricted the occupation of land resources by large grain farmers, as long as they paid taxes according to the law.


    According to this principle, if the mountain really belongs to those big families, it means paying taxes. Tang Hao mining like this, even if these stones are of little use to others, he should hand over some copper plates to these big families.


    Hun didn''t care about waving, Tang Hao responded.


    "Although Tang is expensive and Marquis, he doesn''t want to use his identity to pressure people because of such small things in Yangzhou."


    "Give them enough small money."


    The steward behind him hesitated. He was stunned behind him for a long time and still didn''t mean to leave.


    Princess Changle looked at the strange steward and said.


    "But what else?"


    Hearing the question, the steward twisted his face into a difficult shape and hesitated.


    "Hou ye, if you want to give money, you should."


    "It''s just... It''s just that these people, ungrateful, say they want to give up ten times the price of the land."


    Pop.


    The big hand rattled the desk.


    Tang Hao stood up.


    The sword eyebrow was angry, and a sharp light flashed in the bright eyes.


    "Sitting on the ground and starting the price is too deceptive!"


    "Show me!"


    In the world, is it the king''s land.


    It''s just that I work for the court and invest by myself. Even the sand and stones that nobody cares about should be purchased at a high price from these local ruffians?


    Such unhealthy tendencies must be severely punished!


    Seeing Tang Hao''s bad complexion, Li Wanqing was worried and stood up.


    "Husband, I''ll go with you."


    As Tang Hao, who was in charge of the affair and left trembling, waved his hand.


    "No!"


    "Such a small matter, where can the first lady walk around?"


    The barren mountain was not far away, and the carriage arrived in less than half an hour.


    From a distance, you can see that at the foot of the barren mountain, there are about 20 people standing. A dozen civilian men opposite squat on the ground with their heads in their arms. Three people have been kicked to the ground, lying on the ground and holding their stomachs.


    Walking closer, there was a grumpy cry at the foot of the mountain.


    "Damn it! Who is it? Pick stones and burn colored glass?"


    "Pretend to be a member of the Tang family! I see you''re trying to steal some rice!"


    The sound of speech was accompanied by a dull sound of kicking.


    The figure lying on the ground held his head and wailed.


    "My Lord! It''s true. The little one dare not lie. The little one is a short-time worker in the Tang family. He comes specially for picking stones."


    A shadow rushed out and kicked the man on the stomach.


    "Bah!"


    "With your body, you deserve to be a short-time worker in the Tang mansion?"


    "It''s true to pick stones. I think you want to burn some stones. Go to the Tang mansion to get a reward?"


    A few days ago, the trend of digging stones all over the mountains was prevalent.


    It is also said among the people that the excavated stones can be given to the Tang government in exchange for ten pieces of silver after burning.


    The big man with a tiger back and a big waist insisted that his deeds had been exposed and pretended to be a short-time worker of the Tang family to scare them.


    Thinking of this, the man lifted his long hair hanging from his forehead, spit hard on the figure on the ground, pointed around the people present and said viciously.


    "I tell you! My brothers are also interested in the business of quick money!"


    "You straw bags, ten dollars a person, otherwise, don''t go out of the land today!"


    Another man came out of the crowd, took a look at the figure lying on the ground begging for mercy, pulled the scolding man and walked back for a while.


    "Boss, I think this man doesn''t seem to be lying. If it''s true, we''ll be in great trouble if it''s the casual worker in the Tang family!"


    The big man with a tiger back and a bear waist was stiff and obviously stunned.


    Thinking for a moment, a chill flashed through my heart.


    I''ve long heard that the Marquis is a senior official from the imperial city. When you arrive in Yangzhou, it''s the heaven of Yangzhou. One finger can crush people to death.


    If you get into trouble with the short-time workers in his residence, you can be regarded as half stepping into the palace of hell.


    When the cold sweat on his forehead, the man woke up.


    Even if the Marquis wants to pick rocks, will master Zheng, the owner of his family, know? What is the reason to dare to confront such a senior official?


    A slap on the head of the person next to him and scolded.


    "I fucking think you didn''t wake up? We assassins will be fools?"


    "If the Marquis picks rocks, the governor of Yangzhou doesn''t personally sit here? Are these mud legged people still digging gold pimples here?"