Gu Chengyu sighed inwardly, unsure whether to say Yin Kun's earlier comments about him were correct, or if Yin Kun was simply too insensitive to the situation.
"I only need to spread the word that if the tea tax cannot be implemented, the burden on the common folk's taxes will increase. You see? If the tea merchants openly resist, the people naturally won't accept it. If they act in secret, I have even less to fear."
Yin Kun looked at Gu Chengyu in shock; this was a master at playing power games.
He stroked his beard, "As you said, if those people act in secret, they're also hard to guard against, and two fists are no match for four hands. Besides, there's only a thousand days to be a thief, but no thousand days to guard against one. Even if you're not afraid, what about your family?"
Gu Chengyu knew Yin Kun was worried about him, and a warmth surged in his heart.
