Waiting for the wind, waiting for the rain, waiting for your return

In the Hall of Wende, Jun Fu flipped through the roster handed over by the Secretary of the Household Department. When the Eastern Great Desolation was a fairy sect, the threshold for recruiting disciples was always the lowest. As long as they had a golden core, they could be admitted to the sect.There are not many outstanding ones, but the advantage lies in the large number of people and the important geographical location, so it has entered the list of the Eight Great Immortal Gates.

It's just that other immortal sects have always looked down on them, and because of the remote location, they seldom interact with them.

Hubu Shangshu Zou Bing said: "Since the Holy Majesty entrusted this matter, I have been unable to sleep at night, and I have searched all kinds of documents that are still preserved day and night, but Xianmen was rarely under the jurisdiction of secular dynasties before, so Their management of population taxation is extremely chaotic."

Jun Fu said "Yes": "I know your difficulties, so I will pick up your discovery and talk about it."

Hubu Shangshu wiped the sweat from his forehead, and said with a sigh of relief: "Since the Immortal Sect of the Great Eastern Wilderness was established here more than a hundred years ago, theoretically, a lot of people have flowed in. Moreover, the Eastern Great Wilderness once posted a list Then it is announced that people who cultivate immortals can marry more without dowry, and actively encourage women to marry people in the immortal sect. Both men and women can get more land distribution. Therefore, many casual cultivators with poor morals can't get along. I am also willing to move to the Great Eastern Wilderness.”

Jun Fu turned his eyes to the other side: "Zhong Min, is this notice issued by the Xianmen?"

Jun Fu looked at this face, it was indeed very ordinary, and he couldn't find that kind of face in the crowd.

Four years ago, when Xianmen entered the world, the former head of the sect who had already "abdicated to the virtuous" was standing in front of the imperial case with a sad face. The new emperor picked it up again from the corner, and only said that he was asking about some old things.

"Yes, it was us who sent it..." Eunuch Hao's shrill voice came to mind before he finished speaking: "Bold—how dare you call yourself 'I' in front of the Holy One, you are a pariah, even a grassroots."

Zhong Min shivered in fright, and quickly changed his words: "Yes, yes, yes... yes..." After saying yes to more than a dozen in a row, he didn't know which yes to answer.

Hubu Shangshu had no choice but to continue: "The children of immortal cultivators can usually bear golden pills, so it can be seen that the Eastern Great Barren Immortal Sect encourages population development in this area under its jurisdiction, especially those who cultivate immortals. It's just that after more than a hundred years, as the Holy One said, the number of cultivators has not increased but decreased, which is really strange."

Zhong Min's speech finally returned to normal, and he said dissatisfiedly: "The spiritual power of the Great Eastern Wilderness is thin, and the climate is harsh, so even if I... the grassroots tried everything I could, I still couldn't keep the population, and many cultivators left in the end, yes, yes What a strange thing."

"Huh? Zhong Min, are you sure they all left?" Jun Fu suddenly intensified his tone, and his murderous eyes fell on the seemingly worthless former door master.

Suddenly looking at each other, Zhong Min felt a mountain pressing down, and kneeled down as soon as his legs softened: "Caomin thinks so, where else can we go if we don't leave?"

Hubu Shangshu continued to talk eloquently: "However, I found that there are two problems. One is concealment and omission. The registered immortal cultivators are far less than the theoretically deduced population. Of course, it may also be the management of the immortal sect. It was caused by confusion. The second is that the death rate of those cultivating immortals seems to be extremely high. For example, there is a family with the surname Wang. In the year of Dingmao, there were three members of Huang Ding, but in the year of Bingxu, there was only one member left in 20 years."

Immortal cultivators are much stronger than ordinary mortals, and they live longer, which makes such a death rate seem really strange.

Jun Fu: "According to your preliminary estimate, how much less is the actual number of Huang Ding than the deduced number over the past hundred years of development?"

Hubu Shangshu looked up at Junfu, and said cautiously: "At least... more than 40."

Xiao Zhongyuan finally understood the purpose of Jun Fu asking the Ministry of Households to investigate the population flow. If we talk about governance, the land managed by the secular dynasty has a huge population, which is far from comparable to that of the heavens.I silently praised him in my heart.

A small official who had been bowing his head behind the Minister of the Ministry of Finance stood up and said, "The young one has been serving as a coordinator in Juling for more than 30 years, and occasionally conducts autopsies on monks. The young one doesn't understand the magic of the immortal sect, and Immortal cultivators are very particular, saying that it is not safe to be buried in the ground. After the monks die, most of them will be sent to the immortal gate to do Taoism and cremated on the spot. Therefore, most of the ashes that are buried by family members are the ashes that were brought back.”

As he said that, he presented a black earthenware pot. Needless to say, it must be a cremated corpse.

Eunuch Hao couldn't help covering his nose: "Your Majesty, do you really want to see such unlucky things?"

Jun Fu: "Of course, take some samples and present them."

Jun Fu turned over the chopsticks casually, and sarcastically said: "This is very interesting. If this family knows that what they offer incense and worship every year is only the wild boar carcass mixed with dead branches and rotten leaves, how will it feel? Burial Continue to check the ashes to see if they have been stolen."

Xiao Zhongyuan felt the hairs on his back stand on end: Could it be that this conspiracy had already been implemented more than a hundred years ago, so where were the corpses of so many monks taken away, and what was their purpose?

After everyone looked at each other for a while, Zhong Min fell to his knees: "I'm wronged, the Caomin has always been just a decoration, and it's just a title of the master of the Eastern Great Desolation Immortal Sect. Caomin doesn't know anything about these utterly unscrupulous things."

Jun Fu leaned forward slightly, and his gaze was like a torch: "Zhong Min, even if you are just a decoration, you have been there for more than 40 years, do you really not know? Well, even if you don't know, there are always people who instruct you on many things. Who is this person? ?”

Zhong Min's face turned pale suddenly, and his mouth began to tremble again: "No, I don't know. Cao Min has never seen him before. Every time he comes, he is wrapped in a black cloak and has a black hood. Zhenrong. I only know that he is a man with a rather tall figure, and the other grassroots really don't know anything."

Xiao Zhongyuan thought of the black shadow he had seen in Shen Yan's illusion, Beichen?He instinctively remembered the name.But all he has done is to let Junfu open the Demon Realm, what is the use of collecting so many corpses?

Jun Fu: "If you saw that person again, would you recognize him?"

Zhong Min: "Or, maybe. Although I have seen him several times, I didn't dare to look too closely."

"Okay, Gu knows, let's all go down."

"Ah Fu, what's your plan for the next step?" Before Xiao Zhongyuan could finish his sentence, there was a loud noise at the door, and dozens of people from the six great immortal sects poured in. : "Little Emperor, they all said that the disappearance of the disciples of the Immortal Sect is related to you. Did you do it?"

Looking at the menacing group of people below, Jun Fu smiled calmly: "Who poured this dirty water on Gu's head again? Master Zuomen, do you believe it?"

Zuo Guhong thought for a while, then shook his head: "I didn't believe it at first. You are kind to us Wangjunshan Xianmen, so why would you arrest our disciples." Pointing at Fang Junji, he said: "He said it."

After Zhong Min, Fang Junji took over the Dongdahuang Immortal Sect. Although he is no longer the "jun shang", he has become the master of a sect anyway, and said with a dark face: "If you can live in half a month, you can't see the gods." Who else could have killed hundreds of disciples of our immortal sect without knowing it? What's more, now that you are in charge of Juling, and something like this happened under your rule, shouldn't you be asked to explain it?"

"Haha——" Jun Fu raised his head and laughed: "You guys are really belated. Shouldn't the sect masters first review whether they are caring enough for their disciples? I have already worried about this matter for you, and I am working on it. Investigated."

"Then dare to ask Your Majesty, what is the result of your investigation?"

"Obviously you are calling yourself a thief, except you want to catch monks to refine Shura puppets, who in Juling City would catch disciples of the Xianmen?"

"It's clear that Juling, your capital, has ulterior motives and covets the Demon Realm."

"In any case, you must give us an explanation."

All kinds of questioning voices sounded, and the hall was suddenly noisy.

Looking at these accusatory faces, Jun Fu felt extremely ugly, his heart was ablaze, and he said coldly: "Have you had enough trouble? If you have time to yell here, why don't you go and track down the whereabouts of the missing disciples.

With the Shura Evil World Mirror in hand, why use these forbidden magic circles that can't be put on the table to open the Demon Realm.As for refining puppets, that's even more of a joke. What's the use of these hundreds of Shura puppets? "

"Why should we trust you?" Fang Junji raised his head and shouted.

A cold light suddenly appeared in Jun Fu's eyes, and he stood up suddenly: "Believe it or not, Master Fang, are you going to fight?"

Everyone took a step back involuntarily by the thick black mist around him. This guy turned into a dragon body in minutes. Could it be that the human body is not a praying mantis blocking the car, and a mayfly shaking the tree. The noisy hall finally calmed down, and the eyes focused on Xiao Shu's body.

Xiao Shu clasped his hands together and said: "Since you are already investigating this matter, we will wait for your news for a period of one month. If you still can't give Xianmen an explanation by then, Tianlinhuang, this matter can only be counted on you on the head."

Jun Fu snorted coldly, did he rely on him?

But he didn't want to continue to entangle with this group of people endlessly and waste time.Not without sarcasm, he said: "Xianmen really has great ability, okay, Gu will be the one who has been taken advantage of. But in this month, everyone in Xianmen must cooperate with Gu. As for what needs to be done, Gu will discuss it one by one later. I will speak to you alone."

"No problem!" Zuo Guhong had seen the abilities of Jun Fu and Xiao Zhongyuan long ago, so he readily agreed.

No matter how much Fang Junji disagreed, he was no match for everyone's opinions.After everyone reached a consensus, they all withdrew from the Wende Hall.

Xiao Zhongyuan walked past Xiao Shu without looking sideways.

"Yuan'er..." Xiao Shu called Xiao Zhongyuan to stop.

Xiao Zhongyuan stopped in his tracks, but did not turn his head: "What's the matter with Master Xiao?"

"Yuan'er, there was something wrong with being a father about the Qingqiu monster clan before. For three years in Juling, you have always been indifferent to me. Can you still not forgive being a father?" I felt quite heartbroken.

"Is there anything else that you can take advantage of me? Clan Master Xiao might as well just say it directly." Before, he would feel heartache, but now when he hears these words, there is no further disturbance.

"Yuan'er, are you and I really going to be strangers to this point?" Xiao Shu's voice was full of sadness.But such "sadness" and "sincerity" will only make Xiao Zhongyuan feel more false.It's over, it's all over.

"Master Xiao, could it be that he forgot that I had severed the father-son relationship with you when I was in Qingqiu. Now you and I have nothing to do with each other. If you are looking for me for this matter, there is no need to talk about it. I am very busy, so please excuse me." I will accompany you." The person has drifted away.

"Yuan'er—"

Jun Fu let out a smirk from beside him: "Master Xiao knew why he did it today, but in this troubled time, Master Xiao should be more careful, I don't want you to cause any trouble for Ah Yuan."

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The author has something to say:

Once the household is designated, it will be inherited from generation to generation and cannot be changed arbitrarily.Divide the population into civilian, military, craftsmen, doctors, immortals, etc.Among them, households such as military, station, craftsman, and salt are compulsory by the state, and households such as Confucianism, monks, and immortals are recognized by the royal court examination or other methods.Each type of household has specific obligations to the state, and the tax burden and treatment are different.The immortal is Huang Ding, which is recorded in the Yellow Book.