Seeing Zhao Cheng like this, Gu Zhao didn't say anything more. He pointed at Chu Ye and introduced, "This is Fangfei's son Chu Ye, I want to ask you some things."

When Zhao Cheng heard that Chu Ye was Shu Concubine's son, he immediately looked at him. When he was about to salute, he was stopped by Gu Zhao.

"Just think he is a junior, there is no need to polite him." Gu Zhao smiled after he finished speaking, "Let's go in and talk. It just so happens that this child wants to ask you something about."

Zhao Cheng nodded, "Okay, go in and talk."

The three of them walked into the thatched hut. Chu Ye looked at it and found that the layout inside was very simple, with a bed, a table and a few chairs.

"If you want to ask me, just ask." Zhao Cheng looked at Chu Ye with a little soft look, "But I may not know much."

When Chu Ye heard him say this, he immediately took his eyes back, "I came to Jiangnan for the flood in Jiangnan. The prince and the third prince also came because of this, but they lost the news when they entered Jiangnan City. The father was worried that something would happen to them, so he asked him to come to Jiangnan City to see what was going on."

After hearing this, Zhao Cheng showed a sarcastic expression on his face, "There are several floods in Jiangnan a year. Those officials make a fortune by the floods, and the people who end up suffering are the ordinary people."

Chu Ye immediately heard something else in this sentence and immediately asked, "Every time the imperial court receives memorials about floods in Jiangnan, it will allocate a lot of food and relief silver. Although not a lot, it can at least ensure everyone's daily needs. How can the people suffer?"

Chu Ye couldn't understand such a thing. Although he was not valued in the capital, he still had some of his own powers.

Therefore, Chu Ye is still very clear about how much food and relief silver is allocated to Jiangnan every time the imperial court has.

For example, this time, the memorial said that the floods in Jiangnan were particularly serious, so Emperor Longzong asked the treasury to send 150,000 taels of silver and 150,000 stones of food.

Why can’t the people get nothing on Zhao Cheng’s side?

"The Seventh Prince is still too young." Zhao Cheng shook his head and sighed heavily before he could speak. "The court has distributed food and silver every year, but we people have never seen anything."

Seeing Chu Ye frowning, Zhao Cheng continued, "If the Seventh Prince doesn't believe it, you can go outside the city to find the elderly people and ask, and see which floods have they received from the imperial court after so many years?"

Chu Ye looked at Gu Zhao, and Gu Zhao sighed lightly, "Jiangnan City has always been a special existence. Because the wealth here can pay a lot of taxes every year, the court is very relaxed here. It is because of this relaxation that Jiangnan City has long been no longer subject to the court over the past few hundred years. Ye'er, do you understand what I mean?"

Chu Ye pondered for a while, then nodded and said, "I understand what my grandfather said. But... How could Jiangnan City be so bold that he secretly deducted the food and relief silver distributed by the court every year? Are they not afraid of the matter being exposed?"
Chapter completed!