The first cause of all realms

Chapter 370: Troubled Times Rise! (Add more updates for Shangxianqitian)
The Ming Dynasty was bitterly cold, with Longyuan being the worst, and Longyuan was poor, with Qingzhou as the head, and the most barren place in Qingzhou was naturally Shunde Mansion.

Yang prison has been to Mulin, also to Qingzhou, and also passed through Delin and other prefectures. Apart from Deyang Mansion which was severely affected by the disaster, this big city in front of him is the most shabby prefecture he has ever seen.

The listless gatekeepers, the sparse horses and pedestrians, and the gate towers with some historical traces all reveal shabbyness.

"Shunde Mansion."

The old man was a little excited, talking about what happened when he came to Shunde Mansion on business more than ten years ago.

What he said was fragmentary and not very nutritious, but Yang Jue seemed to never tire of hearing it.

This is an ordinary old man in a small border town, a little timid, a little cunning, a little philistine, and a little kind, just like the most common people in the world.

But without this old man, perhaps he would have starved to death in the wilderness.

In Changliu Mountain, the two stayed for another ten days.

The bones of Sansha Sanren were buried among them. It took less than half a day to dig out the red crystal stones, and then rescued many miners in the mine who escaped from Yuchixing's pursuit.

Afterwards, without delay, the two arrived at Shunde Mansion on a red-eyed white crane, planning to buy some medicinal materials, cloth and satin along the way.

"The old woman has been talking about the rouge gouache from the hookah shop for many years. This time, I can buy more. The things in Fucheng are good!"

The old man has a ruddy complexion and is in very good spirits.

"Then you go first, and then we will meet up in this restaurant, have a meal, and then go home!"

Yang Jue kicked the big black dog, signaling it to follow the old man.

Under the nourishment of powerful qi and blood, the dog became more and more psychic, and he was able to restrain his muscles and bones to a certain extent, so that he was no longer so eye-catching.

While still large, it is still in the category of large dogs.

"go Go."

The old man rubbed his hands. He was rarely rich in his life, and he was tight when he came to Fucheng last time. It is rare to be rich, and his waist is a little stiff.

One hundred taels of silver was already a huge sum of money to him.

The father and father bid farewell, one went to buy goods, while Yang Jue went to the restaurant, ordered a table of food and wine, and gave some money to the shop assistant to buy medicinal materials and other trivial things.

While waiting, his mind moved, and descended on the living dead through the evil seal.

Xu Wenji has always been very decisive in handling affairs. In just over ten days, even the Shunde Mansion has no arrest warrant for him. However, some things are not as convenient as the living dead.

After many days of recuperation, most of the injuries of the living dead were healed. Most importantly, after supplementing the energy and blood, he finally looked like a human, not a ghost.

Ka Ka Ka ~
Turning the stiff body of the living dead into the city, he came straight to the six gates.

The six gates of Shunde Mansion are guarded by the name of Yan Sanxiang, an old man with a goatee, he was resting at home, when he heard that the 'chief arrester Fang Qidao' came, he was shocked.

He hurriedly rushed out, and invited him into the mansion with a humble face.

"Take half of all the medicines in the mansion, deduct according to my share, and fill them out truthfully. By the way, where can I sort out the information on the dossiers in recent days?"

The voice was cold and hoarse.

"Yes Yes."

Yan Sanxiang shuddered, and hurriedly resigned. He didn't know how efficient he was in the past, but now, he is quite fast.

Not more than half an hour before and after, they were already running around sweating profusely, taking all the things that Yang prison wanted.

"only these?"

Looking at the bottles and cans in front of him, Yang Jue frowned, there was nothing else, it was too little, and it didn't seem like the amount that a house should have.

"My lord's lesson!"

Yan Sanxiang repeatedly pleaded guilty, but his face was full of bitterness:

"My lord, you have been here for nearly two years, but you may not know that a lot has happened in the past two years..."

Next, he cried out bitterly.

Without him, he owes salary, pills, and even standard swords.

"...A few years ago, when the imperial court reduced post stations and abolished the garrison in the inner city, we suffered a knife. Hundreds of thousands of arrests were abolished across the country, and the salary and elixir were also reduced by [-]%. Do you know that? of."

"Ah."

Yang Yu's face was expressionless. He had indeed heard a little about these things.

It's ridiculous to say that the Ming court, which has nine states and 27 states and hundreds of millions of people, will be short of money, but it is true.

Not only lacking, but extremely lacking!

Did the Ming Dynasty really have no money?
No!Just not in the treasury.

The kings, aristocratic families, powerful squires, and martial arts sects are all richer than each other. They often have tens of millions of acres of land and billions of dollars in wealth, but they still can't tell them apart.

All the taxes that should be borne are pushed to the poor people, and even a few things are exploited from it!
How Xu Wenji was able to rectify the administration of officials and help a government in a severe drought, apart from the help of the big boss, the more important thing is that he won the four great masters!

But there are nine states and 27 states in the world...

"If it's just like this, we can still maintain it, but these years, the pass has not been easy, there are disasters here, there are thieves there, and there are wars every year, which may cost a lot.

A few months ago, another knife fell on our heads. "

Yan Sanxiang slapped his thigh hard, annoyed:

"Grandma Youte's cut off [-]%, [-]%!"

As he said that, he glanced at the expressionless 'Fang Qidao', and he also had a slander in his heart, Yun and Baizhou were better off with this knife, and they really ate it [-]% of the time.

Without him, the general arrest is missing.

"continue."

Yang Qiu flipped through the dossier information in recent months, and soon noticed a seemingly inconspicuous item.

【Last autumn, the bandit 'Wang Wenzhao' from Lingnan Road made a rebellion, engulfed 80 refugees, and conquered 23 counties and one prefecture in a few months!
The imperial court was furious and sent troops to crusade]

"Another person rebelled..."

Yang Yu was not very surprised. In these years, Qingzhou has Jilong Mountain as a disaster, and other Taoist prefectures are similar, it seems that only the capital is located, and Linlong Tao has never heard of it.

It's just that I can't help but guess in my heart whether Mr. Xu's return to the capital will be related to this matter. At least, the six doors were hacked because of this matter.

"I have no choice but to disperse some of the brothers, and cut down on food and clothing to barely support them. If it wasn't for Mr. Xu's help, I'm afraid it would be even more sad..."

Yan Sanxiang sighed again and again, depressed:

"Especially some time ago, Duan Shenchao summoned experts to hunt down that Lin Daoist, and sent people to take more than half of the elixirs in stock in each prefecture.

In fact, there is really no other way..."

"That's it, that's it."

Yang Jue took the silver ticket, Quan Dang bought a few bottles of elixir, and pushed the rest back to him, picked up the file and was about to leave.

"grown ups!"

Yan Sanxiang called him, hesitated to speak, but still gritted his teeth:

"My lord, Mr. Xu can save you for a while, but not for the rest of your life! If things go on like this, even the subordinates will not be able to stop the brothers under their command from going astray..."

"Ok?"

Yang Ju looked back coldly.

This time, Yan Sanxiang gritted his teeth and did not bow his head:

"Brothers, live too!"

"Pass me an order to take Bu Lingxu's position as chief arrester temporarily, and ask him to take all the wealth and medicines in my mansion and distribute them, and subsidize the strongholds in various prefectures and counties. There must be no mistakes."

Leaving the general arrest warrant, Yang Qian turned and left.

Of course he knew that there would be hidden dangers in the six sects who lost their salaries and elixir, but there were tens of thousands of head arrests recorded in the six sects of Qingzhou.

How could he fill such a big hole?
Yan Sanxiang was stunned for a while while holding the general arrest order, and then he bowed to his back:

"My lord is benevolent!"

……

……

Daocheng.

From winter to spring, everything revives, the old trees in the city grow new buds, and the distant mountains are also green.

On the swaying bamboo chariot, Zhang Lingfeng supported his fat face, while the maid was feeding fresh melons and fruits. Behind him were several guards with stern expressions.

"Seventeen days ago, Duan Qilong and Lin Daoren fought for the second time. Duan Qilong lost again, and the Flying Eagle Arrow team lost three people. Lin Daoren retreated to the deep mountains and old forests...

Eleven days ago, the two fought for the third time, Duan Qilong coughed up blood and retreated, Qi Liuyi was seriously injured and retreated, Lin Daoren retreated again, and reached the Mulin Mansion...

Four days ago, the commander of the Longyuan Weishan Battalion, 'Yu Fangzhou', and the commander of the Huozi Battalion, 'Nanshan Ba', helped Duan Qilong, and the three fought together, Duan Qilong was injured again, and Lin Daoren retreated again..."

"The mine in Changliu Mountain has already collapsed. Yu Chixing is missing and may have absconded..."

"Miss..."

……

"okay."

Zhang Lingfeng stretched his waist and got out of the chariot. In front of him was a small mountain. In the Dao City where every inch of land is expensive, there is only one mountain.

That is Vientiane Mountain.

Among them lives the Vientiane Mountain native, Wang Muzhi.

"You wait outside."

Repelling the guards who wanted to follow, Zhang Lingfeng swayed his thick hands and feet, and stepped into the Wanxiang Mountain.

Vientiane Mountain is not high, and there are many houses in it. Only at the foot of the mountain, next to a clear spring, there is a row of bamboo houses, where Wang Muzhi, a mountain native from Wangxiang, and his disciples lived.

At this time, there is greenery in the mountain, and by the bank of the clear spring, a middle-aged man is sitting on the bridge stone, as if he is meditating, and he seems to be breathing in the city.

"Brother Wang is so elegant."

Zhang Lingfeng smiled slightly and handed over the file.

Wang Muzhi is not a person of outstanding demeanor, on the contrary, he is unattractive, with spots on his face, he is not like the number one master of Longyuan Dao who is both civil and martial arts.

On the contrary, he looks like a woodcutter in the mountains.

Wang Muzhi looked at the distant sky, stared blankly, and didn't go to pick up the file.

Zhang Lingfeng was not annoyed, and read the information on the file for him:
"Six gates together on June [-], left the city more than a month ago, and haven't returned yet..."

"Wang Fulin, Commander of Jinyiwei, left the city more than a month ago and has not returned yet..."

"Longyuanwei's 'Shan' and 'Huo' Second Battalion left the city and have not returned yet..."

call!
Wang Muzhi exhaled, tears seemed to flow from the corners of his eyes:

"Teacher, he is really leaving."

"Brother Wang, why are you crying?"

Zhang Lingfeng was slightly puzzled.

"Into the sand."

Wang Muzhi wiped away tears from the corners of his eyes.

"..."

Zhang Lingfeng was silent for a moment, and believed it.

"Wang knows the purpose of the son's visit, but I promised the teacher that I will not come out of this mountain in one day, so I can only give you this thing..."

Wang Muzhi popped out a dusty iron pellet:
"As for what you're going to do..."

"I, I just want the old man to take a look..."

After receiving the iron pill, a morbid smile flashed across Zhang Lingfeng's face:

"I am a bitch, can I afford to wear his python robe!"

　The junior year is over, good night everyone.

　
(End of this chapter)