"Is Miss ye so inseparable from the palace now? Even if you go to the western suburbs, you have to take your palace with you? Or are you just short of a free hitter? "

    In the face of Ye Hongshuang''s invitation, Junlin couldn''t help making fun of him.

    Ye Hongshuang''s mouth rose slightly and pulled up a bad smile. She slowly came to Jun Lin''s body and whispered in his ear: "this has been seen by her royal highness. You don''t know. Now as long as Chen Nu doesn''t see her royal highness one day, she will be as miserable as ten thousand ants eating her heart. If you love Chen Nu, please remember to come to see me every day."

    Jun Lin was slightly stunned, and his face turned red. This is not the first time that someone has said this to him. I don''t know why, from ye Hongshuang''s mouth, it has such power.

    He quickly turned his head to one side and said angrily, "I''m going to accompany you. Do you flatter me like this? Let''s go. "

    Junlin hurried out to the pawnbroker. Ye Hongshuang, with a proud face, cried out to his back: "did your highness just blush? You don''t go yet, let the courtesan have a good look. "

    ……

    Ye Hongshuang and Junlin went to the western suburbs together. The road was rugged and difficult, but the beautiful scenery was worthy of living up to.

    She used to rarely go out. All she could see were high walls. When did she see the emerald green all over the farmland? It was refreshing to just look at it.

    The star and moon couldn''t help sighing: "Miss, if only we could live here all the time."

    Ye Hongshuang looked out of the carriage. In her eyes with long eyelashes, she flashed a look of yearning. She slowly closed her head: "yes, it''s so pleasant to be away from the noise of the market, away from intrigue, away from family struggle. However, I was born to be in it, and some things are totally out of our control."

    Xingyue can''t help feeling a little depressed when she heard that she felt ye Hongshuang''s helplessness for a moment. The slave had the trouble of the slave, but how could she know that the master''s trouble was less than that of the slave?

    Ye Hongshuang exhaled a long breath of turbid air, reached out and patted Xingyue on the shoulder, and said with a smile, "but it doesn''t matter. When I get everything I want, I will naturally take you away from all this."

    The emperor''s lips curved slightly and outlined a bitter smile: "in the future, there will only be more intrigues than now. You''d better be prepared for all this."

    Ye Hongshuang took a deep breath and shook her head helplessly: "I''m naturally clear about that. Don''t you remind me that you have something else to say to me? What on earth is it that his Highness The Prince of his hometown is walking around? "

    If Jun Lin was not reminded by Ye Hongshuang, he almost forgot about it.

    "In fact, it''s no big deal. Duan Ning has been inquiring about you recently. If our palace guesses well, it must have something to do with ye yanrou. Even though you are cautious, you still have to guard against it."

    Ye Hongshuang frowned slightly and said, "it''s just this thing. It''s OK. Your sister and ye yanrou can''t do anything to me. There are some tricks waiting for them."

    Junlin see ye Hongshuang so confident, don''t know why, subconsciously will blindly believe, put Buddha what things in front of her will save the general.

    Up to now, he has not been able to figure out what secret is hidden in this woman. Everything about her is so elusive.

    Soon a group of four came to the 50 mu paddy field left by Liu. Ye Hongshuang ordered Xingyue to find the steward, while she and Junlin waited again.

    After a while, Xingyue brings a man to ye Hongshuang.

    "Miss, this is the manager of the 50 mu paddy field. He has been in charge of it since his wife passed away."

    Ye Hongshuang closed her head, looked at the man in charge with a fierce face, and said with a smile: "just now, Xingyue has explained to you who I am, right? Now, can you tell me why, after so many years, you have not seen a grain of rice in the good field my mother left you to take care of? "

    The steward didn''t even have the most basic etiquette, but he bowed perfunctorily: "Miss, you haven''t asked about it for so many years. I don''t know how hard it is for these 50 mu paddy field slaves to take care of it?"

    Ye Hongshuang picked to pick eyebrow, the eye ground flashed a trace of displeasure: "Oh? How do you say that? "

    The steward sighed: "Alas! What you don''t know is that the twelve tenants who are in charge of the 50 mu paddy field have to sell part of their wages to the tenants every year. Except for these, they can only hand in 30 Dan grain. "

    Ye Hongshuang frowned slightly. The 50 mu paddy field is located in the western suburbs, and the soil is extremely fertile. Even if you have to pay the tenant farmers, you will never have only 30 days of grain left. Obviously, the manager is lying.

    "Even if it''s only 30 days, why haven''t I seen a grain of rice? Don''t you want to give an explanation? "

    The manager can''t help but sneer. She knows that ye Hongshuang is a girl, and she is also a precious girl. She will never know how to govern the land.

    Without waiting for him to explain, Jun Lin had a bad smile on his lips and coughed softly: "well... No matter who owns the farmland, he has to pay 30 days'' grain to the imperial court every year, and he will no longer collect grain tax."

    It''s absolutely certain that the Steward will say this. Ye Hongshuang knows very little about this place. She doesn''t dare to ask if she wants to give it to the imperial court 30 days later.

    Through Jun Lin''s explanation, the steward''s look at ye Hongshuang was filled with disdain: "yes, that''s the truth. All the thirty Dan''s tribute was given to the imperial court, so naturally there was no food to go to the prime minister''s office."

    Ye Hongshuang can''t help frowning. It turns out that there is still such a saying. Even so, the harvest of 50 mu paddy field will never be only 30 days.

    She closed her eyes thoughtfully and whispered a few words in Xingyue''s ear. Xingyue nodded and left here.

    "That''s true. I don''t know. Now go and get the account. I''ll be at ease after checking it."

    The steward didn''t think so. He said confidently: "that''s natural. Please wait a moment for the eldest lady. I''ll take it now."

    After he left, ye Hongshuang turned around and glared at Junlin: "why didn''t you tell me earlier that farmers have to pay tribute to the imperial court every year? You mean to make a fool of me, don''t you

    Jun Lin spread out his hand, his face was innocent, but he had a smile on the corner of his mouth: "have you asked this palace before? Can''t you predict your needs and explain them ahead of time? "

    Ye Hongshuang doesn''t bother to argue with Junlin. Seeing his appearance, she knows that it''s intentional. Undoubtedly, she knows that she has never been in touch with the way of Zhitian. She has too many opportunities to explain it to her along the way.

    Soon the steward brought the hand account and gave it to ye Hongshuang.

    Ye Hongshuang looked at it roughly, and did not find any abnormality.

    Suddenly, Xingyue comes with a tenant in a hurry from a distance, and her feet are stained with a lot of soil. She points to the steward and says to ye Hongshuang, "Miss, this person is obviously lying, and the account books are all fake."