After wandering around for a while, I saw a few idle men drinking in a restaurant.

This is a dream restaurant. Some people have discovered that you can drink in dreams. You can try it now if you can't afford it at ordinary times.

Of course, you still save money on eating. After all, if you eat in a dream, you will be hungrier when you wake up. It’s not like drinking. What you want is to be energetic when drinking.

"Last time, the tax collector overcharged me by five cents. I have to sue him secretly."

"It's only five cents, forget it."

"How can it be calculated? If the report is true, I will be compensated ten sons and two days' wages. All I have to do is cover my face and secretly drop a letter."

"Aren't you afraid that he will retaliate against you?"

"What are you afraid of him doing? If he beats me, he will have to support me for the rest of his life. Everyone in the Heavenly Saint Army is careful and will supervise everyone. From the officials to the petty officials, they will not dare to do anything wrong." The idle man said proudly.

"makes sense."

Everyone is an eye and everyone monitors?

The emperor's heart moved, and then he became depressed.

He can't do this.

Because if he does this, people will send innate masters to kill him!

The royal masters have declined because they simply have no money and food.

Military pay has to be increased. If there is no money or food, how can one buy expensive medicinal materials and support the masters?

The cost of food and clothing for an expert is much more expensive than a few thousand elites.

The only few were left by the late emperor to save their lives.

Their Heavenly Holy Army is a demon sect themselves, has its own masters, and only has two counties, so it can suppress those officials.

But he couldn't do it anymore.
Chapter completed!