Chapter 1141: Chapter 631: Hidden Households (Double-Length) (Part 2)

Thinking of this, he... could he be trapped in the Demon Cave, encountering some troublesome danger?

Yin Weiyin suddenly felt uneasy, unable to calm down without silently reciting the Supreme Forget Love Technique.

"Probably nothing happened, after all, it’s him," Yin Weiyin murmured.

How many times has Chen Yi turned danger into safety, this time is the same, probably just entangled in some small troubles... Yin Weiyin believes that no matter how Chen Yi falters, after all, she’s his Golden Boy, so there’s no need to worry.

But what if Chen Yi is delayed by beauty?

Yin Weiyin’s heart was restless.

His lustful nature, Yin Weiyin knows very well; Sword Mountain and Fire Sea can’t stop him, but beauty might.

Thinking of this, the female crown secretly resents her insufficient cultivation, unable to make him rein in at the cliff’s edge and stay by her side.

She must... practice the Dual Cultivation Technique as soon as possible.

Resolving herself, Yin Weiyin’s thoughts instantly became clear, as the twilight gradually faded away, she also became focused.

Having finished her practice, she got up and returned.

"Speaking of which, where has Qing Yuan gone?"

Thinking of his lustful nature, Yin Weiyin suddenly thought of this Immortal Lady, since their last farewell at the Demon Refining Abyss, she hadn’t seen her again.

After a brief reflection, Yin Weiyin found the answer.

The answer might not be complicated, especially matters between men and women, which are always simple.

"But they’re broken up, separated."

Yin Weiyin sighed, inexplicably wistful.

Because of her as the First Lady, those two ultimately didn’t end up together...

.......

The Annan Royal Mansion has been operating in the Southern Border for three hundred years, and can still run smoothly today, not only because of generations of Prince of Annan’s hard governance but also due to the few people.

Few people and much land mean fewer conflicts and troubles, coupled with dense forests mostly inhabited by the Barbarian Clan, much of the water and soil is difficult to develop.

Even over three hundred years with constant human growth, compared to the vast lands of the Southern Border, it’s still too little.

But recently, there has been a surge in residents, with forty to fifty thousand refugees flooding into the Southern Border, and this is just the number registered.

More people mean more troubles.

Chen Yi sat on horseback, clad in Armor of the Iron Scale Army, riding closely behind a tall horse ahead, wrapped in Mystic Iron Armor exuding a murderous aura, like a moving iron mountain.

And such armor-clad cavalry, the Southern Border can muster five thousand.

Currently, it’s just about a hundred people, yet it’s still quite grand.

Today, Chen Yi accompanied Qin Qingluo to lead a team for inspection.

With many refugees pouring into the Southern Border, being placed everywhere, there must be places where local households engage in hidden population activities.

Taking advantage of the Ancestral Temple assassination case to thoroughly investigate.

If there are few or no Hidden Households, naturally, the gentry and scholars need major rewards, those with many hidden households but reporting them, are unrelated to this matter; those hiding them without reporting, must be complicit.

The twists and turns in the details are not enumerated, witnessing the Capital City’s scheming, Chen Yi can guess most of it, though there are many refugees, they are ultimately counted, the cake is only so big, if the Annan Royal Mansion can’t take the bulk, it must be taken away by all places.

As for why not directly claim to check hidden households?

How could Chen Yi not understand.

But he still secretly transmitted a question: "Why not check directly, why make it so troublesome? And have to come personally?"

The female Prince rode ahead without responding.

Just as Chen Yi was feeling unappreciated, sighing secretly, she suddenly spoke: "If everyone knew we’re here to check hidden households, then not a single head would be found."

"Oh?" Chen Yi questioned.

"The Southern Border lacks people not land, as much land as needed is available, an average well-off family has dozens of acres of land, a permanent agricultural land has about twenty acres, noble family clans have much more land, but if no one cultivates it, any amount of land is just a worthless piece of paper.

With this major case investigating, people can’t prepare defenses, as everyone knows they have nothing to do with it, letting it alone, even if someone knows we’re investigating hidden households but hasn’t reached their home, there’s still the hope of luck, catching them unprepared is how to find the true Hidden Households."

After saying this, she calmly slightly mocked:

"The banner of checking Hidden Households is for people to vie to contribute. You, noble as a Battalion Commander of Capital City, don’t even understand this?" 𝗳𝐫𝚎𝗲𝚠𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝘃𝚎𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝗺

Chen Yi wanted to speak but hesitated, Qin Qingluo glanced at him with the corner of her eye, seeing his look of shame, snorted coldly,

"Four limbs not working, can’t distinguish the five grains."

Seeing Chen Yi suddenly stuck speechless, in her heart was a slight pleasure, must know since the two got along, she was tall, but was always overshadowed by Chen Yi.

Before long, her gaze returned to the road ahead, continuing forward.

Chen Yi exhaled, gathered his somewhat dejected figure to avoid overdoing it.

He certainly knew the difference, was just deliberately asking to draw closer.

Her voice at first was somewhat awkward, seemingly unaccustomed to serious conversation,

After all, since the two got along, their chats were not very serious.

The team proceeded along the somewhat narrow official road, flanked by cultivated fields, further beyond were rolling hills and dense forests. Sunlight filtered through sparse clouds, horse hooves thudded on the firm earth road, emitting a dull yet rhythmic sound.

Cowboys sat tall in their saddles, their backs straight as spears, eyes keenly scanning the fields and settlements along the road. Their route was evidently well-planned, quietly nearing the outskirts of several mansion estates suspected of harboring large hidden populations.

Here was too quiet, even bird songs were rare.

Reaching a fork in the road, beside it was a small woods, tree shade dense. Qin Qingluo reined in the horse, the warhorse under the Mystic Iron Armor snorted, spewing white breath. She raised her hand and made a gesture.