Chapter 725

He carefully looked up to Zhou ruo'an, and said in a dry voice, "people are suffering now."

Zhou ruo'an kept blinking, and he put his eyes on Ling Tianwang, who was at a loss between his eyebrows and eyes.

"I know..." Zhou ruo'an hesitated and said, "what do you have to say?"

Ling Tianwang raised his hand to touch her shoulder, silent comfort.

"If you have something to say," Ling Tianwang looked at him without expression, deliberately raised his voice and said, "don't dawdle here."

The man seemed to have been hit by a big blow. His face was as pale as an orange peel, and his upper body was shaking, as if he would fall to the ground the next moment.

"People's life is hard, tax revenue, tax revenue can't go up any more," he cried with his eyes closed and all his strength.

There is floor heating in the room. Even if it snows outside, the floor is still warm.

But now, the man felt that he was becoming cold step by step, and the blood output from his heart became pieces of ice.

He didn't know whether his words would be heard in his heart, and he didn't know whether he could protect those people. But the hopeless future didn't make him give up, on the contrary, it made him more firm in his ideas.

If he refuses to even try to protect the common people, how can he be at ease!

"For the people now, taxes are already very heavy," the man said. "If they go up again and again, don't they want to resist against the people!"

Zhou ruo'an was stunned for a while. He recalled what he had said before. Only then did he understand why the other party had such a move.

Ling Tianwang frowned and said in a cold voice, "no one says to raise taxes. You don't have to worry about it!"

Zhou ruo'an's explanation is about to be exported, and Ling Tianwang's dissatisfaction is emphasized in her ears. She squints her eyes and simply closes her mouth, waiting for the final result.

Ling Tianwang won't let her down, Zhou ruo'an thought in his heart. His eyebrows are bent and his eyes are bent, sweeping away the depression before.

After listening to Ling Tianwang's words, the man widened his eyes and said, "before Niang Niang, Niang Niang said that whether the Treasury is full or not has something to do with tax revenue. This... "

He was afraid that all this was a misunderstanding and stammered out a whole sentence.

Ling Tianwang's face was even more heavy. He looked at each other without expression, and stressed in a cold voice, "you don't have to worry, I will never do this kind of killing the chicken to get the egg!"

That person is a little excited, but still can't believe, a pair of eyes keep blinking, let a person can't help worrying whether his eyes are OK.

"Well, what you're worried about won't come true," Ling stressed again.

Sipping his lips, the man looked up at Zhou ruo'an, his eyes full of expectations.

He wants to hear what he wants to hear from Zhou ruo'an's mouth. Only in this way can his heart be stable.

In his expectant eyes, Zhou ruo'an nodded carelessly and said, "you don't have to worry."

After listening to such a sentence, the talent finally felt a little relieved.

He picked up his sleeve and wiped his wet eyes in a panic. He said uneasily, "I misunderstood your majesty and your mother..."

He also wanted to apologize, but Ling Tianwang was no longer interested in listening.

He waved his hand impatiently and said, "if you don't have anything to do, step back."

Looking at the person's back disappeared in front of his eyes, Zhou ruo'an quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

She raised her hand and rubbed her face. She said with emotion, "although he is a bit stupid, he has a good heart for the country and the people."

Ling Tianwang nodded and turned to look at Zhou ruo'an, his eyes burning.

"What do you mean by what you said before?" Ling Tianwang asked, his heart beating, full of excitement and incredible surprise.

Zhou ruo'an looked at him suspiciously, raised his hand to scratch his face, and asked with some doubts, "didn't you guess? Then why do you believe me so much? "

Ling Tianwang holds her in his arms, like holding a hand warmer, or a doll made of cotton cloth.

"Why don't I believe you?" Ling Tianwang asked casually, and Zhou ruo'an didn't know how to answer.

Zhou ruo'an grasped Ling Tianwang's broad palm and rubbed it every time. After a moment of silence, he said with a smile, "you're right."

Arm shook to shake, Ling Tian Wang once again open mouth to urge a way, "don't increase tax revenue, how to let the national treasury full?"

Zhou ruo'an leaned back, put his back on his broad and warm chest, and let out a sigh of relief.

"Not adding taxes on agriculture does not mean negotiated taxes are the same," Zhou said.

"Business?" Ling Tianwang frowned slightly and repeated the word subconsciously.

It is said that scholars, agriculture, industry and commerce, although he did not have such a persistent prejudice against businessmen, he did not think how feasible Zhou ruo'an's proposal was.He shook his head gently and said, "businessmen pursue profits. If they raise taxes, many people will give up."

"It's better to reduce taxes," Zhou said casually, clapping his hand.

First, she was frightened by her actions. When she came back, Ling Tianwang was left with nothing to laugh or cry.

He caught Zhou ruo'an's hand and said, "we are trying to raise taxes. How can you clap your hands and say the way to reduce taxes?"

Zhou ruo'an straightened his fingers and let him gently pinch them. He said, "if you want him to take the initiative to pay, you always have to give him some sweet taste at the beginning. Otherwise, there is no such a fool."

Ling Tianwang still shook his head and said, "if you don't say anything else, just say scholars, agriculture, industry and commerce. Businessmen are at the bottom of the social class. Not many people want to be businessmen."

Zhou ruo'an once lived in the modern age of equality and saw many pictures of big businessmen being chased and touted by people. Therefore, she did not think it was such a difficult thing to solve.

She sat up straight, her face becoming more and more serious.

"What is the most important thing in life?" Zhou ruo'an asked.

"You," Ling Tianwang said, even though he was rubbing against Zhou ruo'an's neck socket.

Endure again and again, Zhou ruo'an still couldn't help laughing.

After a long time, she tilted her head, pretended to be discontented, and stressed, "I'm asking people all over the world, not your own ideas. Be honest, don't talk nonsense and disturb my thoughts."

Ling Tianwang hummed softly, and said with the same dissatisfaction, "this is my original intention. How can it be nonsense?"