Gu Wenheng plunged into a busy routine. Although this place bordered other countries, the neighboring states were just a few tiny, insignificant nations that normally wouldn't dare overstep their bounds. With a garrison commander stationed here, the military aspect was relatively relaxed.
However, the commoners here were truly at the mercy of the weather for their livelihoods.
Before they arrived, the grain had already been harvested and stored in the granaries. Due to the local climate, the fields had long been plowed again and planted with seasonal vegetables.
"My Lord, because we are located in the hills, the arable land in the hands of the commoners is limited. These are the taxes collected this year, which haven't been handed over to the higher-ups yet."
Gu Wenheng flipped through the tax ledger presented by his subordinate. "Why is it still in arrears?"
Looking at how the revenue and expenditure couldn't even balance out, he thought it was simply too much of a joke.
