Immortal Cultivating Dynasty

Along with the sound of the chicken, Yang Xuan, who was sleeping, felt someone push open his door. Immediately after, a pair of cold little hands stopped on his face, and Yang Xuan suddenly opened his eyes.    

After confirming that the Shadow Pavilion had completely declined, Yang Xuan returned to the constabulary. Because he was too tired previously, for the first time in his life, Yang Xuan did not go to the silence room to cultivate. Instead, he slept soundly in his room.    

During the few days that he stayed in the Lo Capital, Yuh Qingcheng seemed to have already regarded this place as her home.    

Actually, strictly speaking, since Yang Xuan was conferred the title of Marquis of Lo Capital and the Lo Capital was given to Yang Xuan as his fiefdom, this place had already become Yang Xuan's home.    

Yang Xuan rubbed his sleepy eyes and found that the sky outside the window had already lit up. He stretched his body and jumped off the bed. It had been a long time since he slept so relaxed. Yang Xuan suddenly felt refreshed.    

Suddenly, he heard a scream.    

Yang Xuan looked in the direction of the scream and found Yuh Qingcheng covering her eyes with both hands. Her ears and cheeks were red.    

Yang Xuan seemed to have realized something when he saw Yuh Qingcheng's appearance. He looked down and found that he was only wearing a pair of shorts. He was not muscular, but his upper body was exposed in the air.    

Yang Xuan scratched his head in embarrassment and then found a short shirt to put on.    

Although the official robe that was customized for Yang Xuan in the palace had been sent to the constabulary, Yang Xuan did not really like this kind of clothes that dragged on and on. In comparison, the neat and tidy outfit made Yang Xuan more fond of it.    

Yuh Qingcheng only dared to open her eyes when she saw that Yang Xuan had finally put on his clothes, but her earlobes were still red.    

Yuh Qingcheng took out a jar from the kitchen. Inside was a pot of Inkfish Rib Bone Soup. Lo Capital was not near the sea, so Inkfish was not common here. It could be seen that Yuh Qingcheng had also put in a lot of effort.    

Yang Xuan also did not stand on ceremony. He made a bowl of soup from the pot and held it in his hand. He was not afraid of being scalded and took a big bite. He realized that he was getting used to this kind of life.    

Yuh Qingcheng was naturally happy when she saw Yang Xuan's expression of enjoyment.    

Just as the two of them were filling up the temple, there was a knock on the door.    

The person who came was Zhang Tianci. As soon as he entered the door, he saw Yang Xuan squatting in the yard and drinking soup. He couldn't help but smile. The rules in the palace were strict, and every word and action had to be appropriate. There was nothing that could be overstepped, let alone someone like Yang Xuan, who didn't care about his image as he squatted on a green stone bench and drank soup.    

"Manager Zhang, are your injuries better?"    

Seeing that it was Zhang Tianci, Yang Xuan greeted him with a smile. Ever since Zhang Tianci was seriously injured when he went with Yang Xuan to look for ghost cultivators, he hadn't been seen for a few days. Most likely, he had been recuperating in the City Lord's Mansion.    

Zhang Tianci nodded and said to Yang Xuan, "Thank you for Mr Yang's concern. My injuries have recovered a lot. I heard that Chuan County was almost slaughtered by ghost cultivators last night. It was Mr Yang who resolved the crisis. Mr Yang's action of punishing the heavens and saving people in the midst of fire and water... I am truly impressed."    

Yang Xuan waved his hand with a smile. Although he was no longer the sixteen year old young man from the Yang family, he still felt a little embarrassed to be praised like this.    

After some pleasantries, Zhang Tianci spoke again, "Mr Yang, I am here to say goodbye to Mr Yang."    

"What's wrong? Is Manager Zhang leaving Lo Capital? I was planning to invite you to two tables at the Misty Rain Tower later."    

"I appreciate Mr Yang's kindness, but I have to go to Jiangnan to deliver a letter for Mr Yang when I leave the capital."    

Zhang Tianci said. Seeing Yang Xuan's questioning look, he hesitated for a moment and continued, "Well, this is not a secret. I can tell you."    

"Emperor Wai suddenly announced that he was going to enter seclusion a year ago. He threw all the things in the palace to prime minister Xu and the heads of the Twelve Guardian Families. Not long ago, prime minister Xu was seriously injured in Profound Gate Pass, and he had also started to recuperate. It was also at this moment that some people seemed to have lost their patience. The Jiangnan Imperial Censor had been unwilling to hand over the monthly tax collection of the Imperial Court a month ago. I've also sent people over to inquire about it several times, but they were all like stones sinking into the ocean."    

After listening to Zhang Tianci's words, Yang Xuan and Yuh Qingcheng looked at each other, their gazes somewhat strange.    

"You mean the people of Jiangnan Road want to rebel?"    

Yang Xuan pondered for a moment and came to this conclusion. It should be known that the taxes paid by the local government were on time every month. It's one of the important sources of treasury funds. If the tax in a certain place is less, it means that the salary of the military might not be able to be paid out.    

Therefore, Wei Kingdom had always regarded national tax as a taboo. Even the most audacious corrupt official would not dare to extend his hand over. One had to know that even if one touched one of the taxes, it would be a serious crime of being killed.    

When Zhang Tianci heard this, his expression immediately became ugly. He gave Yang Xuan a look and then carefully looked around.    

This kind of topic was extremely sensitive. As a popular person by prime minister Xu's side, Yang Xuan might not care about this. But Zhang Tianci was just a small chief of the palace. If someone heard this, it would be hard to avoid making things difficult for him.    

Yang Xuan nodded and stopped this topic.    

However, when they talked about this topic, Yang Xuan suddenly thought of something very important.    

"Oh right, Chief Zhang. If I remember correctly, the nobles of the Great Wei can collect taxes from their fiefdom, right?"    

As soon as he asked this question, Yang Xuan saw Zhang Tianci looking at Yang Xuan with a strange look and said, "Mr Yang, could it be that you just remembered this matter after being sealed for so long?"    

However, he immediately remembered that after Yang Xuan was conferred the title of Marquis of Lo Capital, it wasn't easy for him to return from Profound Gate Pass. He had encountered a ghost cultivator again. How could he be free during this period of time? Naturally, he wouldn't consider this matter.    

"Idiot, when you think about it, my private money will be used up."    

Yuh Qingcheng could not help but laugh and said to Yang Xuan, "A few days ago, I suddenly remembered this matter, so I went to the City Lord's Mansion to find Zhang City Lord. During the time you left, all the taxes in Lo Capital were paid by Zhang City Lord. Didn't I tell you before?"    

"Did I?"    

Yang Xuan scratched his head, but then he thought about it and felt that Yuh Qingcheng did not need to lie to him. He said," Maybe I have been dealing with ghost cultivators a few days ago and did not listen carefully. "    

Zhang Tianci wanted to go to Jiangnan. Yang Xuan wanted to let him drink with them, but Zhang Tianci turned him down.