The first cause of all realms

Chapter 119 Upgrading? (first update)
Qingzhou is divided into inner and outer cities.

The outer city is lively, but the inner city is quieter.

With the Qingzhou government office as the center, at the end of the four avenues are the four great masters of Qingzhou. If you look down from a high position, it seems that the four great masters are surrounded by the state government.

As the aide of Nie Wendong, the governor of the state, Yu Wanghai came to the yamen every day to order his hair. In the rest of the time, he either drank tea in the teahouse or went to the restaurant to listen to people's stories.

In his spare time, he doesn't like to be disturbed.

A few yamen servants were waiting outside tremblingly holding the files, the sky was getting dark, and Yu Wanghai walked out of the teahouse slowly.

"My lord, the new year is approaching, and the reports of the various prefectures and counties still need you to come and have a look..."

Several yamen servants hurriedly handed over the files.

"Ah."

Yu Wanghai nodded slightly, and another yamen servant stepped forward, and said in a low voice, "This is for the people below to honor you..."

"Oh?"

Yu Wanghai took the file and walked slowly on the quiet street while scanning the file.

For a moment, his movements paused slightly.

"...Liu Wenpeng, the county magistrate of Heishan City under the jurisdiction of Shunde Mansion, greets the boss, and offers three thousand silver and two hundred gold..."

"Another one died..."

Yu Wanghai closed the file and stopped.

In front of you is the center of the inner city, adjacent to the state government office, with blue bricks and yellow tiles, but it is a Taoist temple, with Taoist boys cleaning the fallen leaves outside, and towering trees inside.

In the busy city, it is especially quiet.

Yu Wanghai paced into the Taoist temple, surrounded by dozens of quiet rooms with red walls and green tiles, and the courtyard was deep with trees.

At this time, the sky was getting dark and the wind was getting cooler.

Under the old tree, there was a group of people sitting cross-legged, and several pretty girls, who were younger than cardamom, knelt carefully and waited on them.

This Taoist is quite old, although his appearance is exquisite, he still looks old, but he is well groomed, his hair and beard hang down from root to root, moving with the wind.

Duan Duan is a good seller.

Yu Wanghai bowed slightly: "My lord, this is the annual income of Zhufu counties this year."

"In life, if there is a gap between heaven and earth, it is all of a sudden. I haven't noticed it yet, and more than half a year has passed..."

The Taoist breathes rhythmically, and his tone is as warm as water, but he has a touch of reluctance:
"Another year wasted."

"From Emperor Qin to Mingzu, 3000 years from ancient times to the present, how many people have longed for it but can't get it, why should you be in a hurry?"

Yu Wanghai looked respectful.

"Young people are full of vitality, young people are full of vitality, middle-aged people are already on the decline, morality is old, and the situation is declining..."

Nie Wendong casually flipped through the file for a few times, then ignored it:

"The old man is already in a declining year, how can he not be in a hurry?"

Yu Wanghai was silent for a moment, then changed the subject:
"One hour ago, the kid from Heishan City took the mission and went out of the city. Granny Shi also followed, I'm afraid..."

"Small things, why bother to talk about them?"

Nie Wendong was slightly displeased.

"Didn't you suspect that this kid had attained Dao fruit before?"

Yu Wanghai had to remind.

"If it's true, how could that crazy girl let him go? Ah, the spittoon..."

Nie Wendong yawned, and phlegm seemed to rise in his throat.

Yu Wanghai watched with a blank expression.

"Jilong Mountain..."

After spitting out a mouthful of phlegm, Nie Wendong's face was as serious as water.

With his kung fu, although it can't be said that he is free from all diseases, he shouldn't have any filth. The only reason for this is because he was injured.

"From the point of view of my humble position, what you have to consider is no longer Ji Longshan, but your classmate..."

Signaling all the maids to back down, Yu Wanghai said slowly:

"I heard that when he left the capital this time, he only brought an old servant, a granddaughter and a blank certificate. In Qingzhou, all the positions are filled by himself..."

"He will not."

Nie Wendong interrupted him, asked him to sit down, and said:

"I have practiced the Three Refugees and Five Precepts of Taoism for many years. How far must I go before I can go further?"

Yu Wanghai was surprised by his composure, and he didn't dare to be negligent when he heard this sentence, and replied in a deep voice:
"The Eight Precepts of Buddhism and the Three Refugees and Five Precepts of Taoism are, in essence, self-restraints and spiritual cultivation. If you can't practice the Tao, you can't go any further..."

"Dao Xing..."

Nie Wendong frowned slightly:
"I heard that the patriarch of your sect held the Three Refuge and Five Precepts for eighteen years and finally became a real person. I have been practicing the precepts for 18 years. Could it be possible?"

"This…"

Yu Wanghai's expression was slightly unnatural, but he still responded:

"My family's ancestor lived in the deep mountains, and kept the rules and precepts for 18 years, and he has hardly been contaminated by the world. Although you live in a Taoist temple, my lord, you have too many mundane things.

If not, with your talent, you should have taken that step long ago..."

"Ugh……"

Nie Wendong let out a long sigh:
"After all, it was Qingzhou who misled me, and Li Min who misunderstood me..."

……

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Outside the spacious moat, there are many sheds on the flat ground several miles wide. Although the weather is cold, there are quite a lot of people.

Most of them are people from nearby prefectures, counties and villages who come to communicate with each other.

The entry fee for Qingzhou City is not low, as much as [-] Wen. For some villagers, [-] Wen is enough to feed their family for four or five days, so they are naturally reluctant.

Over time, there was also a mutual market outside Qingzhou City.

The mutual market also needs to pay, but only half of the entry fee.

This mutual market is not big, but it is very lively. From a distance, many Lifu, villagers, hawkers, and merchants are shouting and selling.

There are also many strong men who hold swords or long whips to maintain order.

It is not easy to live in Qingzhou city.

Not just people, but also horses.

In this year and month, the price of an ordinary poor horse in Qingzhou was about 15 taels of silver, and better ones often cost more than 30 taels.

Even for the people in Qingzhou City, it is not a small burden, let alone afford it, and may not be able to support it.

Not to mention, Qingzhou City does not allow foreign carriages to enter.

Let someone take care of you, you get [-] copper coins a day, but this is the worst treatment, it only guarantees that your horse will not starve to death.

If you want good fodder, you have to pay for it.

"Thanks for your patronage, one or two taels of silver."

The owner of the barn with a mustache smiled and brought out Yang Jian's Huang Puma with a very good attitude.

Not only because of the money, but also because this master is carrying a sword and a bow, no matter how you look at it, he is a ruthless character.

"You can really do this business!"

Taking out a piece of silver and handing it to the boss, Yang Jue lightly combed the mane of the yellow puma:
"Someone will probably ask me later..."

"The guest officer was joking, it's just a small business... Someone asked?"

The boss's face froze, and he forced a smile:

"What did the guest officer say? If someone asks, of course I don't know anything."

"That's not necessary. If someone asks later, just say it."

With that said, Yang Jue led the horse and left.

"It's weird."

The boss muttered and got busy again.

And sure enough, as Yang Jian expected, within an hour, the group hurried out of the city and found the owner of the stable.

"Six, six doors..."

The boss turned pale with horror, and hurriedly showed the way.

In my heart, I couldn't help being secretly lucky.

If the guest hadn't deliberately mentioned this matter, he was so busy that he probably couldn't remember when the guest left and which direction he went.

"Wait a minute!"

A group of people led the horses and were about to give chase, Grandma Shi suddenly called the crowd and passed a file to them:
"The old lady hasn't handled the case for a long time, and she's a little rusty. Let's take a look at this file and guess if the kid has other goals?"

"The flower picker 'Wang Sheng'? Has this scum really fled to Qingzhou?"

Eugene frowned slightly.

The world is chaotic and bandits are rampant. What he hates the most are flower pickers, especially after he gave birth to his daughter.

"That Wang Sheng's lightness skill is not bad, it's not easy to besiege and kill him, but Yang Jue is good at bows and arrows, but he can defeat him."

Jia Qiu read the dossier in detail:

"According to the information, Wang Sheng seems to have come near Qingzhou City..."

"Mother-in-law is worrying too much. Even if a boy from a small city yamen has some talent, what kind of trouble can he cause when we join forces?"

Eugene sneered:
"If his martial arts surpasses the Qin brothers, why bother to stab someone in the back? We only need to guard against his cold arrows, and he can only be captured with nothing!"

Granny Shi nodded slightly, and looked at the middle-aged man with a longbow in the middle of the team:
"Mr. Liu, what do you think?"

"This person, leave it to me."

Liu Wenlong looked indifferent:
"No matter who he is, if he is suspected of stealing my Four Elephant Arrow, he must die!"

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"Good bow..."

While straddling the horse and rushing forward, Yang Jue caressed the shiny steel bow and admired it slightly.

In many cases, the things that ordinary people and people in the Gongmen come into contact with are two completely different things.

Ordinary bows can effectively kill only 150 feet, but the bows and crossbows in the army are far from this. The god arm crossbow in Heishan City is only a defective product, and it can shoot more than [-] feet.

The real god arm crossbow is much more lethal.

Lin An spent a lot of effort on the bow in Yang Jue's hand, the fine steel bow body is nothing, the black iron content is very little, but the bowstring is extraordinary.

"It is said that those masters who make bows all the year round will often enclose large mountains and rivers, and raise pythons in captivity, and use the python's large tendons to soak in the secret medicine glue soup for many years.

It is said that King Longyuan has such a bow, which is made from the tendon of a giant python soaked in the secret medicine glue soup for 300 years, one of the world-famous divine bows..."

Gently stroking the bow, Yang Jue yearned for it.

So far, his archery is still his best point. If he has a magic bow in his hand, not to mention this old lady Shi, is the famous Qingzhou bandit Ji Longshan.

He also dared to touch it.

pity…

Thoughts were spinning in his mind, Yang Juan casually left the horse on the side of the road, turned back, entered the jungle, found a small cave and sat cross-legged.

"It is said that Mrs. Shi has already stepped into the level of qi and blood like an elephant. In addition, she is old enough, and her high-level martial arts is probably not low... You can't underestimate the enemy."

Playing with the red porcelain bottle, Yang prison was talking to himself.

At this time, the sky is getting dark, and the time that belongs to him has not yet come, just in time, to do other things.

For example, upgrade a level.

　It's still three o'clock today...

　
(End of this chapter)