Longevity starts with learning

After lunch, Chu Mu walked out of Fengyue Tower.

Standing in front of Fengyue Tower again, Chu Mu seemed to be worried.

It's not that he didn't play hard enough, but just now in Fengyue Tower, he heard the story of gods and ghosts again.

The protagonist this time is the Fengyue Tower... It should be said that it was the former Fengyue place in Nanshan Town, a singer from Tinglangfang.

To put it simply, it is the story of a prostitute and a poor scholar.

The scholar was poor, so naturally he couldn't afford the ransom money, and then he just agreed to elope as usual.

As a result, the news of the elopement was reported by the prostitute's best friend. On the day of the elopement, the scholar was beaten to death on the spot, and the woman was taken back to Fengyue Tower and humiliated to death.

Then that night, a sudden fire broke out and completely burned Fengyue Tower to ashes.

Passers-by heard howling in the building, and evil spirits loomed in the fire.

There are inspections and passers-by putting out fires, but pouring cold water on the fire is like adding fuel to the fire, which is getting stronger and stronger.

A singer tried to escape, but was dragged directly into the fire by the evil spirit.

Overnight, seventy-eight lives, including those of the guests, were reduced to charcoal.

The current Fengyue Tower only appeared in this town after Tinglangfang was reduced to ashes.

The old site of Tinglangfang was abandoned for a long time because of the uproar. It was not until a few years ago that it was requisitioned by the government and a warehouse was built to store mineral materials.

Chu Mu looked at the end of the street. Every day when he came down from the mine, he would pass by the warehouse. But he didn't expect that there was such a reason.

In just one morning, I heard the so-called ghosts and gods one after another. Even though Chu Mu didn't believe in ghosts and gods, he couldn't help but feel an inexplicable chill down his spine at this moment.

"It's evil. I didn't come here to listen to music. Why did I hear another ghost story?"

Chu Mu cursed secretly in his heart, hugged his clothes, didn't stop for long, and walked quickly towards home in a hurry.

Perhaps it was a psychological effect, but after walking into the home that used to make Chu Mu feel peaceful, he felt inexplicably terrified.

"Woooooooo..."

Walking into the room, the puppy whined and rubbed Chu Mu's trousers. Chu Mu knelt down and rubbed the puppy. At this time, the inexplicable fear dissipated a lot.

After lighting the fire, he put on clean clothes and picked up a book. Then Chu Mu slowly sat on the edge of the bed.

As soon as the book was opened, my anxious heart gradually calmed down, and naturally, it completely turned into focusing on the book.

The wine is still strong, and the fire is flickering, adding a bit of warmth. My whole body is warm, don't be too comfortable.

Time passed little by little, and I don’t know how long it took before I finally finished reading the book.

Chu Mu closed the book, closed his eyes slightly, recalled it carefully in his mind, and then slowly put down the book.

Different from the previous history book, this one is also a type of history, but it is a local anecdote.

That is... the Qinghe County Chronicle of Qinghe County where he is currently located.

It was seven hundred years since the Chu Dynasty was established, and Qinghe County had been established for nearly seven hundred years. Naturally, the county annals could not only be this thin volume.

Of course, the volume in his hand is not the real county annals.

After all, the county annals are compiled by the county government and are stored in the county government. At least, they are not accessible to his small inspection team.

Strictly speaking, the volume in his hand can be said to be wild chronicles, also commonly known as wild histories. It is the wild chronicles of Nanshan compiled by folk scholars.

The so-called Nanshan is naturally Nanshan Town where he is now.

According to this Nanshan unofficial record, Nanshan Iron Ore was officially mined about sixty years ago, and Nanshan Town slowly took shape with the mining of Nanshan Iron Ore.

Before the iron ore was mined, this place was just a barren mountain with no human habitation.

In this volume of Nanshan Chronicles, it can be said that the major events that have happened in Nanshan Town over the years are recorded in detail.

What surprised Chu Mu was that the things about gods and ghosts he heard in Fengyue Tower today were also recorded in the Nanshan Chronicle.

It's just that the person who recorded it obviously made an artistic treatment of it. The story of reincarnation and unsatisfactory retribution can be regarded as a ghost story. The personal opinion of the writer is very obvious.

Among this Nanshan Wilderness, what concerned Chu Mu the most was the record about the Nanshan Iron Mine.

That is what Chu Mu has always been worried about... an uprising...

After all, the severity of the corvee in Qinghe County can no longer be described as severe.

Chu Mu would have found it unbelievable if there had been no rebellion after decades of hard labor.

Although it seems to be stable at the moment, there is no telling when the one eye of the mine stone man will instigate Nanshan Qi to rebel!

And the records of Nanshan Wilderness just proved Chu Mu’s guess.

According to the records of Nanshan Wilderness, Nanshan Iron Ore has been exploited for more than sixty years, and there have been three civil uprisings!

The most serious one was that the civil uprising even swept through the entire Nanshan Town. It was only after the county and city sent troops to suppress the civil uprising.

In sixty years, there were three civil commotions...

Chu Mu took a long breath. Based on his experience in the inspection station for nearly a month, it was actually not difficult to see the reasons for many things.

In the final analysis, it is nothing more than human greed at work.

As far as he knew, the county issued mining tasks for Nanshan Iron Mine every year.

In other words, every year, Qinghe County must complete the mining tasks assigned by the county.

If it is completed, everything is easy to talk about. If it is not completed, then those who deserve to lose their hats will lose their hats, and those who deserve to be beheaded will be beheaded.

For the sake of their official positions, the county lords would definitely complete the mining tasks assigned by the county at all costs.

But the reality is that for the people of Qinghe County, it is obviously not just the mining tasks assigned by the county that need to be completed...

After all, no one is a saint, and who can guard the treasure mountain without getting involved in the slightest bit of money?

This is undoubtedly a dead cycle.

The county city needs mineral materials, and the county lords also need mineral materials to make money. More than a thousand officials in Qinghe County are also reaching out to this treasure mountain.

Those who eat meat eat meat, and those who drink soup drink soup.

This chain of links has formed the big network of interests that Chu Mu guessed.

Even if someone wants to improve the treatment of corvée labor and want to reduce the burden on the people of Qinghe County, it is unlikely to be achieved.

"The most recent civil uprising was six years ago..."

"That was the year when the original owner's father was transferred to Nanshan Town..."

Chu Mu was somewhat surprised. No wonder the original owner's father was doing well in the county, but was suddenly transferred to Nanshan Town.

"What has the original owner been doing for so many years? How come I don't know anything!"

Chu Mu tried hard to recall, but he did not find any news about the civil uprising in the original owner's memory. The most memory seemed to be staying in this yard and playing with Xu Yuan...

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