After rebirth, I joined forces with my mortal enemy to seek revenge.

Sitting on the main seat, Pei Jiaoran listened carefully to the words of everyone at the banquet. Just now at the inn, she had heard Chang Shi report who was attending the banquet. In addition to the two commanders, there are also the governor of the state and the small and medium-sized powerful people in the three towns of Heshuo, but there is no big family like the Cui family.

The reason is mostly because these noble families are unwilling to submit to the imperial court.

Turning his eyes, Pei Jiaoran looked at Commander Wei Bo. Compared with Cheng Dejieshuai, he seems to be more eager to surrender. And Wei Bo is the one with the strongest financial resources among the three towns. If the imperial court can support him behind the scenes, it will be easier to contain the other towns.

However, there are so many people right now, it is not a good time to negotiate with Wei Bojie Commander. I have to invite him to the inn for a talk.

I don't know how many times the wine was in the cup, but everyone at the banquet seemed to be drunk.

Pei Jiaoran looked around, covered his eyes with sobriety, and said with blurry eyes: "The wine in the North is really intoxicating. Marshal Tian Jie will have to come to the house in person to deliver some altars in the future. Well... it's late at night, so I have to go back. I won’t disturb your enjoyment.”

"Okay." Seeing Pei Jiaoran stand up, Wei Bojieshuai said hurriedly: "Mr. Pei, please slow down and be careful where you step."

"It's okay. I'm sober." From the corner of his eye, he saw someone coming up to help her, but Pei Jiaoran waved his hand to ward it off. He wandered out the door alone.

Seeing how handsome she was, Bo bowed his hands to everyone and personally escorted her to the car. He didn't leave until the carriage started.

Pei Jiaoran in the carriage opened his eyes and exhaled a foul breath. Leaning against the car wall, he rubbed his forehead.

"The wine in the North is really strong." Pei Jiaoran murmured.

Return to the inn. Seeing that the lights were on in the house, Pei Jiaoran breathed a sigh of relief and turned to ask the postman to bring hot water. He staggered upstairs.

When he opened the door, he saw Wu Lingjia sitting in front of the desk, leaning against the door frame and asking, "How is it?"

"It's not good." Wu Lingjia looked at her and said, "Not to mention the decades of departure. Although there is no big cultural barrier, Confucianism is not favored by local scholars. The people still maintain a skeptical attitude towards the imperial court. , after all, their taxes have been set by the Commander-in-chief in recent years, and they may not be able to accept this in a short time."

"I have also considered this issue just now. Heshuo is different from Tongzhou. Tongzhou is in Gyeonggi, so I can use bloody and violent methods to make it surrender. Heshuo's methods should be gentler." Pei Jiaoran walked to the case and poured tea. "I plan to have a good talk with Marshal Wei Bo about this matter and try to minimize the conflict. So as not to cause unnecessary trouble."

Once the taxes of Heshuo were included in the imperial court. Many shortcomings in the tax system in the past can be abolished by taking this opportunity. This completely stopped Neiku from reaching out to Zuozang.

"You want tax reform?" Wu Lingjia asked in shock.

"It can't be said to be tax reform. It's just to integrate the acquired wealth and then divide it fairly." Pei Jiaoran sipped his tea. "For example, there is no need for such things to exist in the tax system. Apart from it, the internal treasury The more things you can get, the more things you can get. But this has to be done slowly. The implementation of the two tax laws has touched the interests of too many people. It will not be easy to stop and advance."

Listening to Pei Jiaoran's words, Wu Lingjia nodded thoughtfully.

Wu Lingjia asked with a smile: "Listen to what you said. We are afraid that we will be delayed in Heshuo for a while. Aren't you afraid that someone will beat you to become Zhongshu Ling?"

"No. No one dares to take over this position right now. Whoever takes over will become a thorn in the side. To say the least, even if someone takes over, I have the ability to pull him down from the top." Pei Jiaoran said with his lips.

Now Zhongshu Ling's position is a target, and everyone is staring at it. If there is really someone who is not afraid of death, climb up. Without her needing to deal with him, cold arrows fired from everywhere could turn him into a hedgehog.

It was still late autumn, and there were several heavy rains in Heshuo. I sent Fangge out to investigate and learned that the official road was muddy and difficult to navigate. Pei Jiaoran simply used this as an excuse to rest in Weizhou. He also invited various aristocratic families in Heshuo to come and see him in the name of Xuanwei Envoy.

At the same time, Pei Jiaoran ordered someone to send a letter back to Chang'an. Report the situation of Minghe Shuo to Emperor Wei.

On the fifth day after the letter was sent away, Wei Bojieshuai came to visit with his portable wine.

When Commander Wei Bojie arrived, Pei Jiaoran was looking through the information collected during the past few days. Many of them come from the mouths of local people. As she watched, she made comments on the side with a red pen.

After listening to the postman's report, Pei Jiaoran put down his pen and said, "Invite him to come here. Then let someone make a pot of the hooded stone flowers I brought."

"Here."

Although this inn is not big, everything is new. Many flowers and plants unique to the North are also planted. In addition to taking his accompanying officials for visits every day, Pei Jiaoran also tended to flowers and plants according to the methods in the book.

So when the postman led Wei Bojieshuai in, Pei Jiaoran rolled up his sleeves and held gold scissors to trim off the excess branches.

She was not wearing a third-grade purple robe, but she was wearing a ethereal green skirt, which was quite eye-catching in the sky. Her hair was also randomly tied into a ponytail. A tasseled jade hairpin was placed on the temples. The wind blowing in the courtyard also blew the hem of her skirt, like a white plum blooming in the frosty sky and snow, exuding a refreshing fragrance.

Pei Jiaoran turned his head when he heard footsteps. He looked at Wei Bojieshuai with a smile.

Wei Bojieshuai looked at her blankly. After a while, he came back to his senses and called Mr. Pei.

Pei Jiaoran smiled when he saw this and led him to sit down, "I just saw Mr. Tian stunned. Is there something wrong?"

When the topic was brought up, and seeing that Pei Jiaoran no longer had the airs of a central official, he couldn't help but feel a bit close to him. Then he sighed and said, "I'll tell you the truth, Mr. Pei. When I saw you just now, I thought I saw my sister who died young. Your appearance just now is somewhat similar to her."

Pei Jiaoran heard the words and said warmly: "That's it. It was someone who brought up the sad things about Commander Jie. I'm really sorry."

"Mr. Pei, you don't have to be like this. It was you who came first." Tian Jieshuai waved his hands hurriedly.

Listening to his words, Pei Jiaoran's originally lowered eyes suddenly opened up, "Jie Shuai doesn't have to be like this. I wonder why Jieshuai came suddenly today?"

Although the postman had just reported it to her. Wei Bojieshuai is here to bring her wine. But she still wanted to see how sincere he was to the court, so as to determine how much chips she should put.

"I want to have a good talk with Mr. Pei. It's just..." After finishing speaking, Wei Bojieshuai glanced at the defense pavilion beside her.

Catching his gaze. Pei Jiaoran raised his hand to signal Fangge to step back.

"What are you going to talk about? Is it Heshuo's taxes?" Pei Jiaoran opened the topic with a smile.

The topic has been raised, and Wei Bojieshuai can only follow the topic.

"Since Mr. Pei is in charge of the household branch, he should know that the taxes of the three towns have not been paid to the imperial court for many days. Now I still want to apply to the imperial court to continue the old system. In order to avoid making it unacceptable to the people under the rule, and then affecting the imperial court in Heshuo has a foothold."

Hearing this, Pei Jiaoran licked his lips and asked, "Does this make sense?"