Li Erlang couldn't help but sit up straight and asked with a smile, "Then do you think the Prince of Yizhou is a good official or a bad one?"
"I haven't met him, so how would I know if he's a good official or a bad one?" Manbao answered matter-of-factly, "I'll tell you after I've met him."
Bai Shanbao couldn't help but glance at Manbao, not saying a word.
Li Erlang, who obviously hadn't expected such an answer, smiled and asked, "Then based on what you've heard and seen, do you think the Prince of Yizhou is a good official or a bad one?"
Bai Shanbao couldn't help but say, "He's not a good official."
"Oh? Why do you say that?"
Bai Shanbao said, "Excluding the year of the flood, two years have also passed, and Yizhou only had a tax exemption for three years. Taxes will be collected again this autumn, and up until now, the price of grain in Yizhou remains high, very different compared to three years ago."
