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The shifting winds of Beijing were unknown to Taohua in Ningmen Prefecture, but when she learned from Yan Shouhou that they were to deliver military provisions again, Taohua was initially stunned. Upon asking for the reason behind it, the corners of her mouth couldn't help but curl upwards.
The opportunity she had been waiting for had finally come!
Taohua sought out Gu Jian: "Master, the Imperial Court is levying food again!"
Gu Jian had already learned from Dongli the previous day about the burning of the military provisions and had cursed Eighth Prince in his heart, while also pitying Xiaowu, the Emperor, for his tough rule.
Seeing that her master did not respond, Taohua felt compelled to walk up to him: "The common people have already paid their grain once; to levy it again would make their lives difficult."
Gu Jian sighed, "What can we do? We can't let our soldiers go hungry in battle."
Taohua blinked, "Master, I have grain."
