The high-pressure policy of the imperial court for more than a year has made the people of the entire Central Plains miserable. Some people went to the mountains to become bandits in order to avoid the heavy corvee.
Nowadays, rumors are everywhere and thieves are running rampant. Even on the official road, under the bright sky, dozens of green forest heroes can jump out, carrying Xuanhua board ax in hand, shouting: "I opened this mountain, I planted this tree, I want to start from now on."
If you pass by, leave money to buy you. If you dare to say no, I will kill you and not bury you."
Even in the Guanzhong area, a green forest king appeared, gathering two to three hundred thousand fierce bandits. It is said that this king has put on a five-clawed golden dragon suit and wants to fight to the death with the current majesty.
This kind of chaotic scene does not only exist in the mortal world, but also in the world of cultivation.
After the Cangyun Sect used thunderous means to sweep away the Xiangxi corpse exterminator lineage, the entire cultivation world was in a seemingly peaceful state, and it seemed that every force was waiting and watching.
In fact, under this calm, the undercurrent is becoming more and more turbulent. All forces are quietly testing the waters. Now even the Nanhai lineage, which is hanging alone overseas, cannot sit still and has sent many groups of disciples into Middle-earth.
Zhou Wu and others that Ye Xiaochuan and others met on their way home were some of the disciples from the Nanhai lineage sent to Middle-earth.
On New Year's Eve, the world seems to have lost the flavor of the past. The once prosperous city would always roar with firecrackers and fill the sky with fireworks. However, this year it seems to be much less.
In almost every household in China, there are men who have gone to serve as corvees, and there are young children who have gone to the local garrison to receive training in physical fitness, fighting, etc.
Small and medium-sized businesses were also greatly affected by this catastrophe, with nearly half of the shops on one street closed.
Large merchants, such as the Yang family in Hanyang City, the largest merchants in Jiangnan Province and Jiannan Province, have also been greatly affected.
Silk houses, wineries, tea and other industries have been closed down, and they are only fully operating the Yang family's main grain industry. Every day, the Yang family has more than a hundred large ships, departing from various docks on the Yangtze River, passing down the Grand Canal, and transporting the Yangtze River south of the Yangtze River.
Food was transported to the north.
As for the fleets, horse teams, and mule teams, there are countless of them.
Now the biggest customer of the Yang family's grain business is the imperial court. In order to prevent thieves from robbing the grain, the imperial court even deployed hundreds of thousands of troops to escort the Yang family's grain transport team along the way.
Yang Shijiu was sitting in front of the window, reading a letter home from her younger brother Yang Shijiu that she received every month.
It was mentioned above that half a month ago, a grain transport team traveling to Dongting Lake was robbed by water thieves. The imperial court dispatched the Dongting Navy to search back and forth on Dongting Lake like a grate for half a month, wiping out 130 water thieves.
He even killed two water pirate leaders with his own hands, Yang Ershi.
When Yang Jiu saw this, the corners of his mouth slowly raised, and he had no desire to continue reading.
There is already a big gap between her and the family in Hanyang City. The only male of the Yang family hacked to death two water thieves who were tied up like rice dumplings and felt extremely proud. If she had taken action, under the influence of her own unparalleled god
Under the sword, those one hundred and thirty water thieves can be wiped out in one night.
The gap between cultivators and mortals made Yang Jiu become more and more unfamiliar with his relatives in Hanyang City.
Perhaps in another two hundred years, even if he is still alive, he may have no contact with the descendants of the Yang family.
this is the truth.
Today is New Year's Eve. Master asked her to go back to Hanyang City to reunite with her family, but she didn't go.
The little senior brother is not here. If I were here and left, the master would be too lonely.
After spending a long time in the kitchen with two servant girls, I made hundreds of dumplings with all kinds of fillings. Master ate two plates and seemed very happy.
But Yang Jiu knew that the master was very depressed inside.
Because lately Master keeps mentioning my little senior brother.
When eating dumplings tonight, Master always said, "Your senior brother likes to eat dumplings stuffed with three delicacies the most. I heard Ning Xiangruo say a while ago that they have arrived at the ends of the earth in the South China Sea. They should come back soon. Nineteen, remember.
Leave a plate of dumplings for your senior brother, maybe he will come back tonight."
Master is old.
In the quiet Samsara Peak, the first firecracker sound of New Year's Eve finally sounded, and then, seven or eight fireworks shot straight into the sky, blooming with colorful light, which was very beautiful.
Many Cangyun disciples walked out of the room and looked up.
Except for those dudes like Zhao Shilin, no one dared to set off fireworks and have fun in such a depressing environment. However, no one stopped them now.
The Cangyun Sect has been too deserted recently and needs some life. Some people have even begun to miss the big rat in Cangyun Mountain.
Although the big rat deceived and stole, and took advantage of the female disciples, it seemed that as long as the big rat was around, Samsara Peak was always lively and not as lifeless as it is now.
Yang Jiujiu and Zui Taoist stood in the courtyard watching the fireworks. Master Jingxuan, Gu Pan'er, Hu Daoxin and other disciples in the north courtyard were also watching. In the south courtyard, Taoist Chiyan, Zhao Wuji, Chang Xiaoman and his wife, and their disciples were also watching.
Xiao Wu and others are watching.
Even further away, Yu Jizi and Gu Jianchi, who were dressed in dark green Taoist robes, were also watching.
Sun Yao is now in charge of Cangyun Punishment. His master, Taoist Yunhe, has recently completely ignored the affairs of the Discipline Academy and focused on tracking down the Thousand Faces Sect. Therefore, Sun Yao is now very proud of himself.
He said with some displeasure: "I gave an order a while ago that no fireworks are allowed on New Year's Eve this year, but these guys Zhu Changshui and Zhao Shilin turned a deaf ear to my words and wanted to see how I punished them."
Meihezi suddenly grabbed him and said: "Brother Yao, you better not get involved in this matter. Didn't you see that all the uncles and uncles in the elders' courtyard next door are watching? No one has any intention of blaming me. If you go out and stop it now,
, will offend the public."
Sun Yao was startled and stretched his head to take a look. Sure enough, many elders and disciples were watching the exploding fireworks with relish.
After coming back to his senses, he snorted softly.
He is a man of small tolerance, and can even be said to be a small-minded person. He cannot deal with Zhu Changshui and others tonight. Now he is in charge of the Discipline Academy. He has a long future and will have the opportunity to punish them in the future.
More and more people were setting off fireworks. At first, only Zhu Changshui and other dandies were having fun, but gradually many young disciples also joined them.
Originally, everyone bought a lot of fireworks and firecrackers because Sun Yao did not allow fireworks to be set off on New Year's Eve, so they hid them under the bed. Now that there is nothing wrong, the little disciples naturally joined the flood.
After a while, Samsara Peak was bustling with activity.
Yu Jizi pinched his long beard, smiled and said to Gu Jianchi beside him: "This is Cangyun, the vibrant Cangyun."
Just as he finished speaking, a voice came closer and closer, and it was still clearly audible amidst the roaring sounds of fireworks exploding.
"Giggle..."
That's the sound of birds.
Then, everyone saw a flaming bird flying freely among the fireworks, seemingly very happy.
That fat body, fiery red feathers, and the whole body looks like fire...
Everyone was stunned. Isn't this fat bird the one who dominates Cangyun in the past ten years? The fat bird is prosperous?
The next moment, everyone reacted one after another.
When Wangcai appears, Ye Xiaochuan must have arrived at the foot of the mountain!
