Nianzu and Lei Wanxi were walking with the young woman towards her home. "Miss, what is your name?" Lei Wanxi asked.
"I am Chuntao."
"A Spring Peach! You have a lovely name, Miss Chuntao." Lei Wanxi gave a compliment to the young woman who passed a tiny smile.
"What does your family do, miss?" Lei Wanxi asked, trying to make the journey comfortable.
"My father is a peasant," replied Chuntao.
Nianzu was interested in knowing if the people were happy about the taxes. "Miss Chuntao, are you happy with the taxes that are imposed on the peasants? What I mean is that as a Prince, I do not know what a commoner wishes for! The thing which is right in my eyes might not be in the eyes of the people. You were going to be an entertainer for that landlord because your father could not pay the debts, so it might have some relation with the tax amount," Nianzu pronounced.
