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The king of Zhu Zi Kingdom was very satisfied with this prince.

The prince was only eighteen years old and was so brave. Killing wild boars and shooting tigers was just a casual time, and killing monsters was his best bet.

Such a prince will be able to firmly control military power in the future and the national security will be safe.

However, the prince was too brave and afraid that he would value martial arts over literature and did not know the way of governing the country. The king often had this doubt.

Today, when the prince heard the report of the book, the king couldn't help but feel shocked.

"Report to my king, my Zhuzi Kingdom has a vast territory, fertile land, a large population, and a majestic figure. She is dressed and neat, and she speaks clearly. She looks at the four continents in the world and has a number of major countries. However, my son recently counted the archives of the Ministry of Revenue and found that the tax bank was decreasing year by year, so she reported it."

Chen Zhao's words immediately seemed to stab a hornet's nest. Not only did the officials of the Ministry of Revenue were frightened, but even the ministers and the prime minister also looked unhappy.

The tax revenue is reduced, so naturally the Ministry of Revenue is incompetent, or the prime minister is in vain.

Chen Zhao's words were like a slap in the face, which would make them happy.

Suddenly, the official of the Ministry of Revenue complained: "Report to my king, as the prince said, the tax revenue of the Ministry of Revenue has decreased year by year, and there are many reasons. But last year, my king gave the prince 30,000 mu of fertile land, and these are not included in the taxation..."

"It's ridiculous. Land tax is only one-fifth of the national tax revenue. Commercial tax is the foundation of our country. my country's land tax level is stable, and the reduction is commercial tax. I don't even know this, but I am used to being anxious to turn the tables!"

Chen Zhao said the officials of the Ministry of Revenue blushed and his ears rose. He ignored him and turned to the king and said, "Father, I am too lazy to be in charge of the affairs of the Ministry of Revenue. As I analyzed, the reason why my country's commercial tax has decreased year by year is because the past business travel has gradually decreased."

"During this period, I went deep into the people and carefully investigated it and found several major events that affected my country's business and travel taxation."

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone couldn't help but look at each other, and they really didn't understand what the prince wanted to express.

Even the king was puzzled and confused, and asked, "Prince, if you have something to say, just say it."

"Abide by the order!"

Chen Zhao smiled faintly: "As we all know, in the east, our country is China, China, the country of the Celestial Empire, the country of Tianzhu in the southwest, the Persian country of the Tianfang world in the northwest, and the country of Qin in the farther away. In addition to our Zhuzi Kingdom, it constitutes the five major countries in the world. Among the five major countries, there are countless small countries and city-states."

"And my Zhu Zi Kingdom is located in the central government. For thousands of years, it has provided our country with a steady stream of tax revenue. However, in recent years, the past business and travel have gradually decreased, and my country's tax revenue has naturally decreased."

"Why did the past business trips decrease?" the king asked hurriedly when he heard this.

He is the king and naturally knows the tax issue. Now that he finds the problem, he naturally needs to ask carefully.

"Reporting to my father, the decrease in business travel is naturally because the journey is dangerous, or the journey is blocked and difficult to move."

"My son has investigated that when our country goes east, bordering the country of Jisai, there is a mountain called Qijue Mountain, 800 miles from east to west, and the land is vast and sparsely populated, and no one has ever walked through the deep mountains. Every year, ripe persimmons fall on the road, filling up a stone alley; it is also covered by rain, dew, snow and frost, and after mold and summer, it becomes dirty all the way. This place is commonly called the Sparse Persimmon Valley. The road leading to the east of our country is tightly blocked."

In the west, there is a Pansi Ridge to the west of our country, and there is a Lion Camel Kingdom in the west of the Ridge. The kings, ministers and people were all swallowed by monsters, and Chameng was the king. The merchants and travelers were afraid, so they naturally did not dare to pass by.

The east-west traffic was cut off, so the business trips had to take a detour. Without passing through my Zhuzi Kingdom, the business tax would naturally be less."

"Speaking of this, if it weren't for the Us Tibet's country in the south and the Tochar state-owned merchants and travelers in the north, I would be afraid that the goods exchanges in our country would be cut off and the people would not be able to buy things. They would have cried and cursed the government!"

"What, what happened?" Not only the king was surprised, but even the prime minister was shocked.

Because of the vast territory, the monarch and ministers rarely communicate with other countries, and the mountains are dangerous and obstacles, everyone knows nothing about the situation of neighboring countries, and they are not as good as the prince who is only eighteen years old.

When the prime minister took a look at the affairs, his face suddenly turned red. He wanted to cover it up, but he didn't know what to say.

But the king could no longer wait.

As a king, of course he understood that taxes are the foundation of the country. If he could not receive taxes, even if he was a dignified king, he would not be able to accomplish anything.

He knew that there was no problem with the prime minister and minister handling government affairs, but it was difficult to overcome difficulties like the prince, but it was difficult to overcome demons and eliminate demons.

Therefore, he asked the prince: "Will you find the problem solve it?"

"My son believes that the East is the upper country of China, and its products are abundant, and it is just right to communicate with our country. Therefore, we must first connect with the East, open up the route of exchange with China, communicate with each other, and communicate with each other, and communicate with each other, and trade with each other, and trade with our country's commercial tax will definitely increase."

Huaxia is a country above the Heavenly Kingdom. Although the monarch and ministers have never seen it, they have heard of it. Legend has it that the Huns who fled westward through Zhu Zi Kingdom hundreds of years ago were driven away by Huaxia. Such a magnificent power is really well-known.

If you can trade with such a big country, this tax will definitely be indispensable.

Thinking of this, the king was shocked and immediately ordered Chen Zhao to open the east route with full authority and provide convenience for opening the trade route.

As for the prime minister and the Ministry of Revenue, they naturally had to convene business travelers and urge them to trade with the East.

After receiving the order, Chen Zhao took a brigade of men and commanded by Jiang Bin and others, left the royal city and galloped eastward.

They were cavalrymen, and their speed was many times faster than those who had obtained the scriptures in one step. They only took seven or eight days to reach Qijue Ridge.

Sure enough, I saw the seven or eight hundred miles of mountain path, with only one thin persimmon valley connecting on both sides. It had been blocked and smelly again. The officers and soldiers under my command changed their colors together.

Jiang Bin also looked sad and bowed to Chen Zhao and said, "Your Highness, this persimmon valley is full of rotten persimmons. The soldiers, let alone clearing it, can be smoky to death by just getting close."

Chen Zhao said lightly: "Soldiers come here for battle. Naturally, there is no way for ordinary people to do this kind of valley that is so scattered."

He paused and said, "Give me instructions to set up camps and prepare extra food for each person. I will invite the great master of magic power to clean up this persimmon valley."

"But I don't know who the Crown Prince will invite?" Jiang Bin asked curiously.

"You will know when he arrives!"

Chen Zhao smiled faintly, supervised everyone to set up camps, and ordered Jiang Bin to lead the army and not to cause trouble.

After everything was arranged, he rode his horse away, and went to a place where people were rarely visited and rushed to the sky.

In the original work, this persimmon valley was Zhu Bajie who showed the world and turned into a giant pig, and he ate all the way, cleaned the eight hundred-mile valley, which was considered to have received this bad cause.

However, I don’t know if Zhu Bajie has descended to earth now, but there is another guy with stronger magic power than old pigs. If he comes to open this persimmon valley, he will probably do it faster than Zhu Bajie!

Thinking of this, Chen Zhao went up to the cloud head and flew straight to the southeast. In just a moment, he saw a high mountain climbing the Han. He pressed the cloud head and stood on the top to watch. The mountain was made of stones as the bones, and the stone was the essence of soil. The mist and clouds were moist, and the moss helped the new green. The rugged towered on Peng Island, and the quiet fragrance of flowers was like the sea. A few trees were pine trees and wild cranes, and several willows were talking on the mountain warbler. It was indeed a thousand-year-old ancient site, and the immortal traces were heard. The blue silhouette was roaring. Colorful phoenixes, living water hides the blue dragons. The winding paths are lingering radishes, stone steps are hiding vines and nudes climbing cages. Apes roaring on the green rocks and cheering on the moon, birds and tall trees are happy on the clear sky. The bamboo shade in the two forests is as cool as rain, and the flowers are thick and thin. When I saw white clouds coming to the distant mountains, my body was filled with wind. Chen Zhao smiled with satisfaction, pressed the cloud head, and suddenly shouted: "Crown Prince of Zhu Zi, Chen Zhao, come to pay homage to the great sage of Cuiyun Mountain, the Great Sage of the Heavens of the Great Bull Demon King! Please give me a message!"

The sound rumbling like thunder, and it instantly spread to every corner of Cuiyun Mountain. Even if it was a group of insects, ants, birds and beasts, it could hear it clearly.

Chen Zhao's voice was like rolling thunder, thundering, spreading for dozens of miles around. In addition, with the echoes of the valley in Cuiyun Mountain, it was even more like thunder roaring, shocking people dizzy and at a loss.

When Chen Zhao uttered that sentence with Lei Yan Daoyin, he stood proudly, as if a peerless swordsman drew out his magic sword, showing his sharpness and showing his aura of looking down on the world.

The entire Cuiyun Valley seemed to wake up from its sleep and boiled in an instant.

And the banana cave in Cuiyun Mountain is even more in a mess.

The Bull Demon King was playing some fun in the boudoir with his wife Princess Iron Fan. After hearing this thunderous sound, his wrist suddenly shook and the eyebrow pencil stroked a heavy stroke on Princess Iron Fan's face, but he turned a blind eye.

Not only him, but Princess Iron Fan was also shocked. When she looked at the bronze mirror in front of her, she found nothing.

Because just now, the bronze mirror was shattered directly.

The two sat in the room, stunned, at a loss. After a long time, the Bull Demon King stood up and shouted incredibly:

"Where did the bastard come from? He actually came to Cuiyun Mountain to make trouble!"

The good devil, pulled his steps, left the study room, went to the hall to get the cloak, it was over, took a mixed iron stick, went out and shouted, "Who is the one who is indifferent to me?"

Chen Zhao stood upright, and saw the Bull Demon King wearing a shiny and shiny silver helmet on his head, a pair of velvet wearing brocade golden armor, a pair of rolled-point suede boots under his feet, and a three-strand lion strap around his waist. His eyes were like a mirror, his eyebrows were as bright as red. His mouth was like a bloody basin, and his teeth were lined with copper plates. The roar sounded shocking the mountain god, and his actions were majestic and terrifying.

Of course, the most important thing is that the current Bull Demon King still relies on two big bull horns.

Chen Zhao held back his smile and said lightly: "The Great Bull Demon King, it really looks so fierce, it really suits my wish."

After saying that, he walked over, bowed slightly, and smiled, "You are the Great Sage of Pingtian, the Great Power Bull Demon King, who is so polite!"

The Bull Demon King looked puzzled and subconsciously raised his hand to answer the greeting, saying, "You are the Prince of Zhu Zi? I wonder what's going on to find Lao Niu?"

He looked carefully and saw that the boy opposite him was seventeen or eighteen years old, with a bee-waisted and ape back, and was strong and seemed to be a battlefield general. But his whole body was clean and filthy, and it didn't look like a long journey at all.

The Niu Demon King was the king and dominant in Xiniu Hezhou, and his friends were vast. He still heard of Zhu Zi Kingdom thousands of miles away. He knew that it was a great country in the world, no less than the Tang Dynasty in the Southern Continent.

But no matter how powerful Zhu Zi Kingdom is, shouldn’t this prince be an ordinary person? How could he still be calm after coming here from thousands of miles away?

Unable to figure out the situation, the Bull Demon King was still very cautious in his speech.

Chen Zhao smiled faintly: "I heard that the Niu Demon King is a great demon of the world. Once he uses the magical powers of heaven and earth, he can cover the sky and the earth. So if you have something to ask for, don't worry, Niu Dasheng, this is done, and gold, silver, jewelry, silk, silk and satin will definitely be offered."

Although the prince of Zhu Zi Kingdom had a bit arrogant attitude, what others said was justified. The Niu Demon King said to himself: "I live here with my wife, and I spend a lot of money. My old cow is also a hospitable person, and I often have a little stretched. If there is a big income from Zhu Zi Kingdom's offering, it would be a good thing."

Thinking of having money, Niu Mowang was already half willing, and he thought that the other party was the prince of a country, so it was a great deal of face to invite him in person, so Niu Mowang had completely agreed in his heart.

You should know that Chen Zhao is the prince of a country. If there is a big deal, he will naturally treat it with his own talents. At the very least, he can invite nearby monsters. At this time, he heard that he had something to ask for, and he couldn't help but feel vain and satisfied. He hurriedly said, "Your Highness, the Crown Prince, came to me from thousands of miles away. Since I have something to ask for, my old cow dare not obey?"

Chen Zhao said, "Don't agree too quickly, just because this matter is not easy to handle." The Niu Demon King smiled and said, "If it is an easy thing, the Crown Prince would never have thought of me as a ox." Chen Zhao clapped his hands and smiled and said, "Yes, he is worthy of being the Great Saint of Pingtian, a hero with vast friendship in Xiniu Hezhou! Then have you agreed?"

The Bull Demon King said: "One word is certain! Go in the fire, go in the water, go in the water!"

Princess Iron Fan listened to the two of them answering each other, and a hint of uneasiness arose in her heart.

She has been practicing the Immortal Sect since she was a child. Although she is upright, she is not unfamiliar with the intrigues in the fairy world. At this time, she was afraid that her husband would be caught, so she quickly asked, "Husband, let's ask His Royal Highness what happened to the Crown Prince?"

Chen Zhao smiled and said, "This must be Princess Iron Fan, right? Please rest assured that your princess, it will take five days to last for three days. I will definitely let you, a healthy and lively husband, and return to Cuiyun Mountain with thousands of jewels."

He turned around and looked at the Niu Mowang: "The eastern border of my Zhuzi Kingdom is an 800-mile Qiji Mountain. The only passage that runs through the east and west is filled with rotten persimmons all over the mountains and fields. It has accumulated for decades and has been unable to walk, so I want to ask Niu Mowang to make a bad reputation for my Zhuzi Kingdom."

"What?" Bull Demon King and Iron Fan were shocked.

The Bull Demon King roared immediately, "The Qiji Mountain is 800 miles long, and the Sparagus Valley has a foul air, but you asked me to open it? If the old bull doesn't go, please come back."

Chen Zhao said indifferently: "What did you say? You agreed just now. I asked you to think carefully. As a result, you agreed well, but now you have to regret it?"

"This..." The Bull Demon King paused and said, "Yes, my old bull just regretted it, so what? If I knew from the beginning, I asked my Bull Demon King to Gong Xishishigu and would not go to death. I would have a reputation in Xiniu Hezhouguang, so how could I do such despicable things!"

Chen Zhao sneered: "It is rumored that Pingtian Great Saint Bull Demon King is a heroic person and never frowns when he promises others. It seems that the rumors are just false."

The Bull Demon King stammered his neck and said, "No matter how bright the lotus you say, the old bull won't go! Humph."
To be continued...