After rebirth, I ran wild in the heart of His Highness the Prince

The middle-aged man smiled helplessly, "I can't live in my hometown anymore."

He shook his head and sighed: "I am originally from the county. Two years ago, the prefect ordered a lot of miscellaneous taxes to be increased... At first, I could survive from working early to late, but later..."

As he spoke, he let out a long sigh again, "The miscellaneous taxes have increased again, and I can no longer survive. Some people from the same village went to seek refuge with relatives elsewhere. They sent the news back and said that only Jun Yin was like this. From then on, the people in the city were divided into twos and threes. When I ran away, I took my father with me...we went all the way..."

After listening to the middle-aged man's story, Qin Zhongwan asked about the situation in the city in detail, his face becoming more and more gloomy.

Jun Yin is thousands of miles away from the capital, so if the prefect dares to do this, he must be relying on the fact that the emperor is far away and no one can sue him.

Even if some people fled, the money from heavy taxes all year round would not be enough for them to escape very far.

The middle-aged man was able to escape to Kyoto with his father, firstly because his ancestor Yu Yin had saved money, and secondly because people in the same village supported each other.

Even so, when I arrived in Kyoto, I only had a sling of copper coins left. In Kyoto, it was difficult not to find a place to live, but also to eat.

"Girl! Please help me! Help the county Yin! Save the people in the city!"

The man suddenly knelt down again and kowtowed.

He was worried about his father before, so he didn't pay much attention, but now he saw that the girl in front of him was luxuriously dressed and had an extraordinary temperament. She must be an official lady!

If this young lady can be asked to speak out, Jun Yin will be saved!

They escaped and traveled all the way to Kyoto. Didn't they hope that they could meet the adults in the capital and sue the current prefect of Yin?

Qin Zhongwan pursed his lips tightly, and for a moment he didn't know how to answer this thin middle-aged man.

She had just returned to Beijing for less than a month. Even with Liu Lanyan protecting her, she had no say in the Prime Minister's Mansion, let alone such a major matter that needed to be reported to heaven.

Even if she told her father about it, his father would send someone to Jun Yin to inquire about it and confirm the authenticity before reporting it to the emperor.

This time comes and goes...

Qin Zhongwan closed his eyes, not daring to look at the middle-aged man.

Seeing her like this, the middle-aged man understood clearly in his heart and his expression darkened, "It's me who is making things difficult for the girl."

He stood up and carried the old man on his back to leave.

"Wait!" Qin Zhongwan put the hanging money and his purse into his hand, and said apologetically: "I can't help much, so you can keep the money. Sorry."

Afraid of rejection by the middle-aged man, Qin Zhongwan added: "The old gentleman is in poor health and needs to be taken good care of."

The middle-aged man refused.

After a while, he bowed deeply and said, "Thank you, miss. My name is Qian Er. I am currently living in a ruined temple outside the city. If you have anything to do with me from now on, please feel free to send me."

He carried the old man on his back and walked away.

Looking at the man's stooped back, Qin Zhongwan had a trace of compassion in his eyes.

"Qinglian."

"Miss, please give me your orders." Qinglian's eyes were filled with worry, fearing that she would be sad because of what just happened.

"Later, you go look for Qian Er and ask him to help you open a porridge shop outside the city to serve porridge. Give him a sling of copper coins every day as wages, which will come out of my small treasury. The money for buying rice in the porridge shed will also come from my Take it from the small treasury.”

Almost all of her small treasury was given by her stepmother when she returned to Kyoto. It wasn't much, but it was as long as it could last.

This is the most appropriate method at present.

"Miss is kind-hearted." Mr. Yuan looked at Qin Zhongwan with extremely pleased and kind eyes.

Qin Zhongwan just shook his head and ignored the incident and never talked about it again.

She continued the topic they had not finished discussing before the middle-aged man arrived.