Something happened at the front of the parade, and the parade was forced to stop.

"What's going on?" Lord Xuanyuan frowned slightly, what happened?

After staring for a moment, Tao Yao lifted up her long hem, twisted on tiptoes and flew to the front of the parade using Qinggong.

An old man dressed in coarse linen knelt in the middle of the road. No matter how the soldiers pushed him, he remained motionless.

"Get out of the way!" Tao Yao shouted coldly and landed next to the old man.

"King side by side!" The soldiers knelt down on one knee with their hands clasped in fists.

Hearing the soldiers call Taoyao King of Side by Side, the old man looked at Taoyao with tearful eyes, and kowtowed three times: "King of Side by Side..." The old man's voice was slightly choked, with vicissitudes of life and a hint of sadness:

"Save us... We can't survive anymore! We can't survive anymore!"

Tao Yao frowned slightly and helped the old man up with both hands: "Old man, get up first!"

"I can't live anymore!" The old man murmured this sentence repeatedly: "There is a severe drought this year, and there will be no harvest in the fields!" As he said, the old man knelt down again: "The old man wants to sue Jiang Tianjue, the prefect of Hebei, for indiscriminate killing and no success.

Cover the sky with your hands!"

"Jiang...Tianjue..." Taoyao frowned. She is from the Jiang clan! When she broke into Long's house at night, she saw this name on the book!

"Jiang Tianjue..." The old man seemed to want to say something else.

"Be careful!" Taoyao pushed the old man away, turned around and caught the empty bow and arrow with her bare hands. The cold silver arrow had turned dark due to the poison and smelled of conspiracy. Taoyao turned her head sharply and looked.

In the direction of the arrow, there were only two urchins playing.

Tao Yao handed the poisonous arrow to the soldier beside him, and then helped the old man up: "Old man, this is not the place to talk. Are you willing to go to my palace?" Tao Yao asked.

"This..." As if he was frightened by what just happened, the old man blinked his eyes with a look of horror on his face.

Tao Yao turned around and said to the first cavalryman who was less than ten meters away: "Lend me your horse! Get it from my place later!"

The cavalryman who was called was stunned for a moment, turned over and dismounted, and said with clasped fists, "Yes!" Then he led the horse to Taoyao's side and helped Taoyao help the old man onto the horse. Taoyao also turned over and sat down behind the old man.

Tightening the reins: "Old man, thank you for your hard work, but now it's not safe to ride in a sedan, and secondly it's too slow, so I have no choice but to ride a horse!"

"King side by side...this!" the old man looked flattered.

"King Bingjian, aren't you going to march?" A guard with a sword asked weakly.

"Human life is more important!" Taoyao tightened the reins and met Xuanyuan Jue's eyes in the air. The latter silently agreed. Taoyao shouted "Drive!" and walked away.

The parade continued as usual, and everything just seemed to be just a small episode!

Lord Xuanyuan still nodded and smiled, and the civilians still knelt down and chanted. The only difference was that they chanted: "Long live the king, long live the king!" and at the same time added "A thousand years later, a thousand years later!"

The tone is impassioned, and the admiration in it can naturally be heard in the voices of civilians, but the disgust and dissatisfaction in the hearts of some people is not so easy to hear!

At the corner of the street, two children who were playing disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Are they really just children?

As soon as she arrived at the Bingjian Palace, Tao Yao ordered someone to prepare a room for the old man and let him rest for a while. She took off the official hat that almost broke her neck, took off the cumbersome court clothes, and put on fresh and clean plain clothes.

Tao Yao, wearing a long gown, walked to the study and sent someone to invite her brother and the old man respectively.

He spread the rice paper, ground the black ink, dipped his brush into the ink, and wrote on the paper, writing a long article in one go. Tao Yao called out softly: "Black Phoenix!"

"Here!" Suddenly someone appeared in the study. He has been protecting Taoyao for several years. Looking at the person in front of him who is stronger than himself, Hei Huang's heart is full of admiration. Looking back on the events of these years

, Black Phoenix could only smile slightly.

"Send this letter to the battlefield "by hand" and give it to Leng Yu. I want to receive a reply!" Tao Yao handed the letter to Hei Huang.

"Yes!" Black Phoenix took the letter and turned around.

One step forward and one back, the old man walked in. He was about to kneel down as soon as he came in, but Tao Yao hurriedly supported him: "Old man, sit down and talk!" Tao Yao helped the old man to the guest seat.

"Your Majesty! This..." The old man was still a little uncomfortable and timid. He sat on the mahogany chair and only sat on the edge of the chair.

Taoyao knew very well that ancient people had a strong class concept between officials and civilians, and there was nothing she could do about it, especially since she was still a prince!

"Drink tea!" Taoyao poured a cup of tea for the old man with her own hands.

"This..." The old man was about to stand up again, but Taoyao pushed him back to the chair.

"Old man!" Taoyao was about to say something when her brother Leng Ao came in: "Brother, sit down!" Taoyao pursed her lips towards her seat.

Leng Ao also knew a thing or two about what happened just now and understood what Taoyao wanted to do with him. He walked straight to the seat next to the old man and sat down. He looked at his sister and asked bluntly: "Yao'er, what are you going to do?"

"Old man, please tell me everything first!" Taoyao sat down and looked at the old man, deciding to understand the situation first.

The old man's eyes turned red: "The grass-roots people are from Cangzhou, Hebei Province. They have only lived for fifty-two years. They originally had a son, but..." The old man choked and said: "There is a severe drought in Hebei, and there is no harvest from the fields. The imperial tax has not been paid yet."

It was twice as high. The prefect Jiang Tianjue was so happy that he did not report the disaster to the court or ask for relief. He also strictly prohibited people from publicizing it. My son took the lead and went to the government to ask for an explanation, but he never came back..."
Chapter completed!