Zhongnan Mountain is eight hundred feet high and towers into the clouds. It is one of the top mountains in the desert area. Above the mountainside, clouds are lingering all year round. From a distance, it looks like a fairyland. In the past, Zhang Zhenren, the founder of Jianfu, traveled here.
Seeing the beautiful mountain peaks and the overwhelming aura, I felt happy. So I drew my sword and cut off the top of the peak, using it as the foundation to form a sect.
Thinking back to those days, that sword that cut off the peak was so sharp and powerful!
Zhongnan Jianfu is divided into the inside and outside, one above the other. The inner palace is at the top, while the outer palace is located relatively lower. According to the characteristics of the mountain, a large area is opened up and other courtyards are built to provide housing and arrangements for the outer disciples.
Receive guests.
There are people waiting around, but they have no right to live in it.
On the mountain col to the northwest of the outer palace, there are rows of low stone houses, which are the residences of the handymen. The small canteen is next to it, also built with large pieces of bluestone.
Stepping out of the outer mansion, there is a three-foot-tall stone pillar erected on the right side of the gate. Many advertising messages are posted on the stone pillar.
Habitually, Liang Qiufeng stopped and watched - he was literate and taught himself:
"Neishan Piaomiao Valley is looking for a senior gardener. It requires all "Five Elements Planting Techniques" to pass the third level, and he can manage centuries-old medicinal materials. Food and accommodation are included, and the monthly salary is one hundred catties of spiritual rice. This is a rare opportunity, so sign up as soon as possible..."
"There are eight acres of lower-level spiritual fields in Nanguo. The geology is excellent and the output is stable. Because people are practicing in seclusion, they have no time to manage it. We are now specially recruiting for rent. The rent is negotiable. If you have the ability, please come to the No. 17 Sword House of the Inner Gate to discuss in detail..."
"True disciple Long Xiangtian, due to the needs of cultivation, is now recruiting a sword servant. He is required to be a female, no more than twenty years old, with good appearance, and the salary will be interviewed..."
Liang Qiufeng read a lot of the content with great interest. Although he himself could not meet the recruitment requirements in the information, it was a kind of entertainment to read and understand in his spare time. By the way, he could also learn some things that might come in handy in the future.
The market rules were helpful. Soon, he saw a notice from Jianfu and couldn't help but pay attention——
"The storm in the wilderness is rising again. The Tiandu Sect is ready to move and intends to expand to the south. It is known to everyone that it is a wolf's ambition. If anyone discovers a spy, please report it to the Jianfu Guards in time. There will be a heavy reward..."
Is there a big reward?
The young man's eyes suddenly shone, but he didn't even know who the capital city was that day, so where could he go to find the spy?
"Haha, it seems that my family is not down-to-earth enough. I think all day long..."
He shook his head. To get rid of some unrealistic thoughts, it would be most practical to go to eat.
There is no place to eat in the small canteen. After receiving the meal, people either return to their rooms or eat and drink in the surrounding open space.
Today is the fifteenth day, and according to custom, each person can get three taels of spiritual rice.
——Ling rice is a special kind of rice that is superior to ordinary rice. It is the size of a peanut, oval in shape, slightly pointed at both ends, milky white in color, and has several circles of halo rotating on its surface, which is really charming.
Mature spiritual rice does not need to be cooked. It can be chewed raw one by one and has a full taste. It can fill your stomach and absorb the spiritual energy contained in it. It can be said that it kills two birds with one stone. As an extremely important cultivation resource, spiritual rice
Its status is very important. When it was developed and cultivated on a large scale, it quickly became the equivalent of the martial arts world and became a recognized currency.
Today, all the major martial arts sects are trying their best to cultivate spiritual fields and plant spiritual rice. To a certain extent, the size of the spiritual fields can measure the strength of the sect.
It's just that the place that can become a spiritual field must be close to the spiritual veins. The closer it is, the fatter it will be; on the contrary, land far away from the spiritual veins can only grow ordinary food.
Zhongnan Mountain has spiritual veins, so many suitable places up and down the mountain have been reclaimed into pieces of spiritual fields. Some of these spiritual fields are distributed as rewards and become private property of individuals; however, most of them are rented in the form of contracts.
It is run by disciples and a certain amount of rent is collected every year. As for the contractor, it is a personal choice whether to farm it himself or hire someone else.
For ordinary people, they cannot afford to eat spiritual rice, so Jidu relies on ordinary food for a living - working as a handyman in Zhongnan Jian Mansion, he can receive three taels of spiritual rice on the fifteenth day of every month, which is considered a very good salary.
It’s a benefit. Even if you don’t want to eat it, you can still save more and then sell it or exchange it for something.
Liang Qiufeng entered Zhongnan Jianfu as a handyman at the age of fifteen. In three years, he accumulated a total of ten kilograms of spiritual rice. He only ate a few grains of spiritual rice he received every month to satisfy his cravings, and saved the rest. He accumulated a small amount of spiritual rice.
If it becomes more, we only have ten kilograms of inventory.
He has a dream, which is to save up to thirty kilograms in order to exchange for a basic martial arts practice.
Three taels per month, only three kilograms in ten months, which means it will take a hundred months to collect thirty kilograms. It took nearly ten years just to learn martial arts. This dream is so simple and stubborn that it is almost stupid!
Fortunately, the saved spiritual rice can be stored at the Jianfu Rice Warehouse Management Office and exchanged for rice coupons that can be cashed at any time. Otherwise, it will take a long time to realize the dream, and the spiritual rice that is not properly stored will become moldy.
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Since he let it slip last time, Liang Qiufeng has become like a little sparrow in the circle of handymen, so he no longer speaks easily. His behavior of secretly accumulating spiritual rice has also become a hidden secret in his heart.
's secret.
…
"What, there is no spiritual rice distributed today?"
"Not only is it not available today, I'm afraid it won't be available from now on."
"What's going on?"
"I heard it was Deacon Luo's idea. Luo Papi, the man who eats people without spitting out their bones, is really going to attack our spiritual rice..."
"Hush, be careful if he hears you, he will drive you down the mountain."
Arriving at the small canteen, Liang Qiufeng noticed something unusual. When he asked, his heart suddenly sank and his hands clenched into fists.
The inside story of the matter is very simple: Deacon Luo, who is in charge of the miscellaneous affairs of the outer government, took aim at the benefits of three taels of spiritual rice received by the handymen on the fifteenth day of every month. He stretched out his big hand, hugged them directly, and stopped giving out. Naturally, those spiritual rice were lost.
It went into his private pocket and was lost by greed.
The servants dared not speak out in anger, and there was nothing they could do. Not to mention going past Deacon Luo to file a complaint, even if they showed some anger, they would be fired and lose their jobs.
The discussion stopped abruptly, and Deacon Luo's fat body was seen outside the cafeteria door. His hands were clasped behind his back, and his eyes were scanning majestically.
"Hey, what does Liang Qiufeng want to do?"
"Oh, this stupid boy is going to get into trouble."
When Liang Qiufeng walked up to Deacon Luo, he hesitated for a moment and then asked: "Deacon Luo, I heard that from now on we will no longer have spiritual rice to distribute. This is your instruction..."
"Um?"
Deacon Luo had a straight face and immediately shouted: "Liang Qiufeng, you are so brave. When will it be your turn to ask this and that, and you don't want to do it anymore?"
He spoke harshly and looked like he was going to eat Liang Qiufeng.
An inexplicable surge of blood rushed to his face, Liang Qiufeng clenched his fists tighter, and his nails were digging into his palms: Maybe not having those three taels of spiritual rice every month is missing a benefit for others.
But it was a heavy blow to him.
"What, you still dare to attack the deacon?"
Deacon Luo smiled sinisterly, and a sinister light flashed across his eyes. He looked fat, but he was also a warrior with two levels of strength. It was easy to deal with Liang Qiufeng, and he could beat this weak young man with one hand.
I have to look for teeth all over the place.
Slowly releasing his hands, Liang Qiufeng lowered his head slightly: "I don't dare..." After all, he is not the kind of simple-minded young man. A conflict with a huge difference in strength is like an egg against a stone, which is meaningless.
"snort!"
He snorted coldly and began to announce: "The day after tomorrow, you all have to go over to the Jiangjian Hall to run errands to help. Give the deacon some help. If you make a mistake on your errand, don't blame me for being rude."
After that, he strode away.
In fact, Deacon Luo was unhappy with Liang Qiufeng's daring to raise questions in public. However, at the current time of employment, it was not easy to get angry all at once. As for what should be liquidated after the sword lecture hall is completed, the liquidation will naturally be done.
"Hey, just a little handyman dares to question the deacon's practices. He doesn't care about life and death. Let's see how I deal with you in the future."
Thoughts passed by, and a cold smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
"Liang Qiufeng, you are stirring up a hornet's nest. Deacon Luo is not a simple person. His nephew Luo Gang is an inner disciple of Jianfu. I heard that he is likely to become a true disciple."
Hearing the name "Luo Gang", all the servants' faces turned pale. Some of them still had feelings for Liang Qiufeng, so they immediately acted according to the prevailing situation:
"That's right. If you don't hurry up and apologize to Deacon Luo, there might still be room for you..."
"Liang Qiufeng, I'm not telling you, you are too rash. Who is Deacon Luo? How can you afford to offend him?"
"No, don't make us get scolded and angry..."
"Yes, Liang Qiufeng, now we have been harmed by you."
There is an old saying that goes: "The first bird is shot with the gun." Deacon Luo deceived his superiors and deceived his subordinates, and squandered the benefits belonging to the handymen. But when Liang Qiufeng asked something that others did not dare to ask, he instead put himself in a trap.
Isolated situation. Out of self-protection, other people not only did not dare to blame Deacon Luo, but instead blamed Liang Qiufeng.
Human nature is always unpredictable!
Liang Qiufeng bit his lip and said nothing: he had become accustomed to many faces and faces, but he would never accept the situation without a bottom line and be that person who allowed others to manipulate him.
In life, if there are things that should be fought for, you must fight for them with reason. Otherwise, if you get used to being cowardly and have a mind like mud, you will only be trampled under your feet for the rest of your life, and you will never be able to stand up.
However, a group of handymen believed that Liang Qiufeng had offended the narrow-minded Deacon Luo, and a settlement was inevitable. In order to distance themselves from each other, they all avoided him and did not even dare to say more to him. Among them, there were many who gloated about his misfortune.
Just waiting to see the good show.
Invisibly, Liang Qiufeng became more lonely and silent.
Time flies, and the big day of the Sword Hall soon arrived.