The tyrant family read my heart and doted on me.

The Lord of Zhongzhou Prefecture laughed wantonly. His laughter was shrill and cheerful. He did not seem to care about the people at all, let alone understand their suffering.

Jiujiu and Dijiang looked at him indifferently and let him laugh.

After Fujun laughed for a long time, he noticed that Jiujiu and Dijiang were not laughing and were looking at him meaningfully. He finally felt something was wrong and stopped talking.

Why does my back feel a little cold?

It's not right.

The Lord of the Mansion took a deep breath, stepped forward personally, and kindly poured tea for the two of them, then gently put down the teapot.

"Princess, Your Majesty, would you like some tea?"

The two of them remained motionless, just staring at the Lord of the Mansion.

The Lord of the Mansion felt goosebumps at being looked at and broke out in cold sweat.

These two people looked young, but their eyes and the aura they exuded were too oppressive.

He felt a little breathless due to the pressure. He wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and rubbed the jade ring on his thumb nervously.

"Princess, Your Majesty, I wonder why the two of you are looking at me like this? Are you dissatisfied with my arrangement?"

"Or maybe I said something wrong?"

"It seems that you really don't understand. Then I will take you to see it." Di Jiang stood up suddenly without drinking a sip of tea, strode to the front of the Lord of the Mansion, grabbed the Lord of the Mansion's arm, and dragged him out.

"Come on, follow me out and take a look."

"If you see it with your own eyes, you will understand everything."

The Lord of the Mansion was in a state of panic, not understanding what was going on.

"Your Majesty, please talk nicely!"

"There's nothing much to say." Di Jiang said.

Jiujiu snorted coldly, holding the sword in his hand, and followed closely.

The maids and servants in the mansion were stunned after seeing this scene.

Why is the Lord of the Mansion being dragged by someone's arm?

It looks so funny!

The Lord of the Mansion was as fat as a ball, and when the handsome young man pulled him, it was like he was pulling a ball of meat.

Everyone wanted to laugh, but they didn't dare to laugh openly. They all lowered their heads and laughed quietly.

Di Jiang dragged the people to the outskirts of Zhongzhou Prefecture, pointed at the skinny, ragged hungry people on the street, and said, "My Lord, is this what you call the people living and working in peace and contentment, leaving their doors unlocked at night, and living a good life?"

The Lord looked at these people, his lips trembling, and did not answer.

Di Jiang continued: "Is the population of Zhongzhou Prefecture really increasing?"

"Looking at this rate, it's estimated that it will be reduced by half every year, right?"

The question touched a sore spot, but the Lord still did not answer.

To be more precise, he couldn't answer it.

His hands were shaking with anxiety, his eyes were full of fear of having his pigtails grabbed, and cold sweat flowed down his plump, rosy cheeks and dripped onto his blue collar.

Di Jiang glanced at him sideways, and disdainfully let go of the hand that was holding the Lord of the Mansion, and continued: "It's fine that you can't govern the huge Zhongzhou well, but let's talk about your evil intentions."

"No, no..." The prince knelt down hastily, waving his hands to deny, "Your Majesty, you cannot accuse me of such a heinous crime! It will cost me my life."

"Oh, now you know it's a matter of life and death, why didn't you say it when you sent people to hunt down Pei Qingning?"

"Why didn't you think about these things when you sent people to steal treasures from the tomb of the Mermaid Saint and wait for an opportunity to start a rebellion?"

"For years, Zhongzhou has maintained neutrality, handled the affairs of various countries fairly, and spoken up for the weak. But because of what you have done, Zhongzhou is no longer the same Zhongzhou as before."

"..."

The Lord was stunned.

How could His Majesty the Southern Kingdom know these things?

Could it be that the rumors outside that the King of the Southern Kingdom and the Princess of Western Chu were traveling west for fun and not doing their jobs were false?

The people around watched Dijiang interrogating the Lord of the Mansion and couldn't help but stop and watch while wiping their tears.

Over the years, the governor of Zhongzhou Prefecture has been exploiting the people without any bottom line, not treating them as human beings, and arbitrarily increasing various exorbitant taxes, making the people miserable.

He did not care even when the river dam burst, causing thousands of acres of fertile farmland in Zhongzhou to be flooded and crops to be destroyed. The people had no means of living and could only beg on the streets.

The people have been hoping for someone to suddenly appear and save them from the dire straits.

Is this young man in front of me okay?

Can he deal with the Lord of Zhongzhou Prefecture who has the power to control everything?

The people are looking forward to it.

"That noble person is the one who gave us porridge and cotton clothes before."

"And the girl next to him also left a deep impression on me. When she gave porridge to everyone, she would always gently ask if it was enough. If not, give us another bowl."

"Yes, yes, I remember it too."

"They can give porridge and cotton clothes to poor people, so they must be extraordinary people. I think they can definitely solve the problem of the parasite Lord of Zhongzhou Prefecture and give the people a peaceful life."

"Yep."

The people all trust Dijiang and Jiujiu.

They even knelt down, cried and kowtowed to Dijiang and Jiujiu, begging them to deal with the Lord of Zhongzhou Prefecture, who was a parasite that exploited the people.

Di Jiang felt extremely sad when he saw these people crying and begging for justice.

"Master, did you see that? Are these the people in your jurisdiction?"

"They have no love for you, only resentment."

Di Jiang said: "It seems that you don't need to be the Lord of Zhongzhou Prefecture anymore. I can make the decision to take off your official hat and put you in prison to await trial."

"I will investigate every evil thing you have done and give an explanation to the people of Zhongzhou."

Di Jiang is the Majesty of the Southern Kingdom. Among the Supreme Alliance managed by Zhongzhou Prefecture, one third of them are officials from the Southern Kingdom.

But the officials of the Southern Kingdom have no power to deal with the Lord of Zhongzhou Prefecture.

Only the monarchs of Western Chu, Southern Kingdom, or Eastern Cang are qualified to take the lead in handling the case.

Dijiang dealt with it immediately, but just as he and Jiujiu were about to take the Lord to the Zhongzhou prison, the Lord's eldest son, An Zisong, showed up with a large number of men.

They led people to surround Dijiang and Jiujiu.

The young master didn't care who Jiujiu and Dijiang were. He drew the sword from his waist, pointed it at the sky, and said, "Come here, take these two down and rescue my father."

"I will give a huge reward to anyone who can capture these two men."

An Zisong looked hideous when he said these words.

"An Zisong, are you sure you want to do this?" When Emperor Jiang ascended the throne, he summoned everyone from Zhongzhou Prefecture, including the lord of the prefecture and his eldest son.

An Zisong and An Shigeng both knew him and knew his identity.

Since they knew this, how dare they do this?

"A powerful dragon cannot defeat a local snake." An Zisong said arrogantly, "Whoever dares to act wildly on my territory shall die, no matter who he is."

This statement shows that you do not take Dijiang, the King of the Southern Kingdom, seriously, and you will definitely offend him.

To be more precise, he didn't want both his father and himself to go to jail, await trial, and then be sentenced to death, so he decided to go against Di Jiang.

"Someone, come on."

"Save my father and kill these two men."

An Zisong said.

"Okay, you asked for it." Dijiang and Jiujiu drew their swords one after another, ready for a fight.

"Do you think you guys can be a match for our Heaven and Earth Dragon and Phoenix Sword?" Jiujiu raised her eyebrows and asked An Zisong.