Qiao Qiqi

Mum ran away, dad's crippled, and I'm about to be sold to a brothel.
Qiao Xiaomai rolled up her sleeves in anger: If you've taken from me, regurgitate it.
If you've seized what's mine, return it.
All scumbags, clear off.
A certain man finished tidying up the mess, rolled up his sleeves and pulled Qiao Xiaomai into a light laugh: "My lady, if you're this fiery and domineering at night, your husband..."
Qiao Xiaomai raised an eyebrow, patted the spot next to her: "My dear, come warm the bed~"

Farm Girl Turns Everything Around: Sly Husband, Let's Farm

The horses were robust and shiny, eliciting envy.


The large dogs looked vicious, their fangs intimidating, demanded respect.


"Salutations, General Cen." Tong Sanlang, Tong Tiehu, and a few of the bailiffs greeted him.


Seeing this, the villagers on site started to sporadically echo, "Salutations, General Cen."


Cen Hong sat atop his horse, one hand wrapped around the whip, the other grasping the leash of the dog. His sharp gaze fell upon Qiao Xiaomai, lingering for quite some time before he barely glanced at the few bailiffs from the corner of his eye and spoke, "I am here to inspect the local tax collection."


Taxes in Daqi were collected level by level, moving upwards.


From the village to the county town, the county town retaining enough for their reserves before transferring to the prefecture city, the prefecture city holding enough before finally sending to the capital city.


Chapter 357 He is Disrespectful to the General!