Under Li Huowang's gaze, a carriage came down the distant crossroads.
Its bells drifted over on the ethereal wind, and that lavish, resplendent carriage arrived as though riding the breeze.
Eight sleek, glossy jujube-red horses stepped with elegant, measured trots, steadily pulling the carriage. One glance at those horses was enough to tell that whoever had come was no ordinary person.
When he saw Xuan Pin lift the carriage curtain, joy immediately surged through Li Huowang's heart. He released his grip on his sword hilt and leaped into the carriage in a few quick strides.
But when he saw who was inside, Li Huowang's face instantly turned cold. The carriage held not only Daliang Celestial Surveillance Xuan Pin, but also Daliang's Emperor, Gao Zhijian.
"Sit." Xuan Pin tugged Li Huowang over and had him sit down.
Watching the two face one another in confrontation, Xuan Pin leaned back and vanished into the carriage without another word.
"Senior Brother Li, you've bought up the grain in the capital and driven up the prices."
"Is that so? Did His Majesty's one hundred and eight dishes have nothing to do with it?"
Gao Zhijian offered no defense. The two simply fell silent.
When a clamor rose outside the carriage, Gao Zhijian reached out and opened the window. They had already returned to the capital.
"Previously, in order to encircle and suppress the Fa Cult, Daliang exhausted both its people and its wealth, and life has been hard. On top of that, several double hours are gone now, the lunar calendar is no longer useful, grain has become difficult to grow, and you keep buying grain to send to Great Qi. Even if the Ministry of Revenue opens the granaries to distribute grain, it won't help."
On the left stood a grain shop. The