The first thousand two hundred and eighty-eighth chapters return home
Yingzhou Pingshou
The sky was a little dark and the rain was falling continuously. The mountains and rivers were green and green, and at the foot of Nanlian Mountain next to the Nanyu River, the large and empty county town was shrouded in mist and mist, like a dream, and the whole picture could not be seen.
The airship slowly descended from the river. In front of the crystal-clear invisible ship's side, what Ye Qing saw was this quiet scene, even a little peaceful. Compared with the bustling and dense scenery in the past, it made people sigh.
The ship door opened with a "bang", and the sound of wind and rain suddenly reached his ears. He stood at the door, took a deep breath of the cool breath of his hometown that he had not seen for a long time, and strolled down. The mysterious light automatically wrapped around his side, making it quiet and silent...
And when I looked around, I saw that I hadn't been here for a few months. I wonder if my mentality had changed. Looking at this place, I felt alienated and alienated.
This industrial city at the foot of Nanlian Mountain has undergone major industrial migration and is no longer as prosperous as it once was with a population of hundreds of thousands.
However, due to the recruitment of refugees and the retention of 40,000 military personnel and 100,000 family members in the Nanlian Mountains, it was convenient for the officers and soldiers of the expeditionary force carried by the fleet to return to reunite with their families, so they retained some popularity. More importantly, the Han Dynasty's nine states left-behind cabinet
Also here, he was in charge of the political affairs from Yingxiang Prefecture to Jun, Zhang and Fan counties.
It is possible to settle inside the cave. There are hundreds of miles of mountains and fields, which are enough to provide basic survival support. However, it cannot help but communicate with the outside world. The entire Nanlian Mountain has a thirty-mile radius of underground spiritual patterns, which rely on the power of the earth's veins to generate basic magic circles. Therefore,
On weekdays, Dongtian will also allow Jinmen to enter and exit, so that workers can continue to use the existing infrastructure.
Especially at the beginning of spring, not only the fields inside Dongtian must be cultivated, but also the farmland in Nanlian Mountain cannot be left in vain. Even if it may be destroyed by war, it must be sown first before seeing if there is any harvest. When farmers are busy with production, they rest nearby in the city.
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Although most of the population of counties and counties further away moved to the Eastern Wasteland, there were still a few young and strong people who ventured to stay behind for spring plowing. They all settled on the waterside. When danger came, they had to take refuge in the Dragon Palace Waterway.
With the full opening of foreign cooperation, the water system has become closer to the human world. This waterway evacuation strategy has been imitated by all the princes in the world.
In the wilderness, the vitality of the dragnet swept away the remaining soldiers and warriors, and there was no longer any concern for these enemies to roam around and harass the farmland in Yingxiang. However, they were wary of danger, and the sergeants still patrolled inside and outside the city in accordance with the conventions of the "Han Infantry Drill Code". The magician
He Zhenren monitors a radius of 30 miles and is ready to organize soldiers and civilians to withdraw into the cave at any time, at least until the fleet reinforcements are killed.
Everything was in order. Ye Qing looked a little satisfied. It seemed that Lu Shangjing was doing well in this regard... Qing Zhigu gradually drooped, but the fallen rocks separated from the people were just paper. The entire Han Dynasty's body relied on these layers of hinges.
After being transported, it finally received the earth's energy, accumulating the potential of the giant Kun of the North Pluto to dive into the abyss, waiting to be transformed into a roc with wings flying thousands of miles away, carrying the sky on its back to the south...
"Wings, wings...if I fly high, I will definitely live up to you..."
There was a pale blue crystal standing at the gate of the city. When entering the city, there was a queue of farmers entering the city. The queue was hundreds of meters long. Ye Qing was invisible and did not even jump in the queue, but just crossed over...
No guards or real people detected him, which was normal. The entire Nanlian Mountain array belonged to him, so he would not call the police to the owner.
But there was a thin man with a secret aura of Turkish virtue that caught Ye Qing's attention. He couldn't help but look back and look at him. He thought for a while but didn't take any action. He just watched how the situation would evolve.
"Don't jump in line, wait in line..."
"Hey, are you new here? Come and take a look." The crystal shone for a while, and the city gate guards shouted, and a commotion soon broke out: "He is running... he is a spy, the magician cast a slowing spell -"
"Catch the spy and according to the law, you will be rewarded with ten taels of silver——"
"Er Niu stopped this guy..."
"Hey, if he ran away... he shouldn't have been captured alive..."
The thin man had a magician, and he ran to the end of the team despite slowing down. He passed the old farmer picking vegetables and was about to escape. Immediately, the stick roared on the back of his head, and someone could be heard shouting: "Here - lie down for me."
"ah--"
"Hiss... uncle is such a good pole"
Those who can farm in the dangerous area of this inland bridgehead are those with a few skills, and there are even veterans with the fourth level of Qi training. Although their bodies are weak and their Qi has deteriorated and they cannot fight for a long time, they cannot take risks with young people on the frontal battlefield, but they have sufficient experience and means.
Tricky, the sudden attack of the three-blade ax was very frightening. The samurai had the advantage of a close attack and knocked the magician to the ground: "Ha, don't look at my dingy and inconspicuous pole, but it is made of Shen Liu wood and is strong.
Na...bah, you still dare to run..."
"Stop fighting, I'm not a spy...ah..."
The young man also rushed over to help. After being beaten with sticks, the thin man begged for mercy: "I admit it, I am a spy..."
The commotion quickly subsided. Several young men and veterans stepped forward to deliver the goods and receive their equal share of the silver reward. They were so brave that Ye Qing couldn't help but laugh, and he averted his gaze and continued to move forward.
"This is the foundation of the Han people's future... It may not be enough to face the crushing of the immortals in the enemy's domain, but the huge base is enough to support Qingge and cultivate the seeds. With luck and luck, more real people will be born... This is the reserve of the wings.
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This was the seventh day of being promoted to an Earth Immortal and traveling around various places. Ye Qing finally had a new understanding of the meaning and responsibilities of the Immortal King, as well as a new perspective on humanity and the overall situation of the world, which was open-minded and easy to handle.
The parade itself has the effect of showing muscles and stabilizing people's hearts. I remember that before I had a breakthrough, there would always be a new wave of spies to check out the local situation. Beimang Mountain has a fine and deep underground industry tradition, and there are various companies who are half enemies and half friends.
The financial support from the princes is endless...
But this will only become less and less, and the princes are not idiots. Once it is confirmed that the Han Dynasty has been promoted from the core to the foundation, the earth immortal will become the backbone of the heaven in the future. How can this small move be allowed to tarnish the halo?
Until we reached a street corner not far from the palace, we seemed to smell the scent of a stranger. The barking of dogs could be heard in the alley, followed by the crowing of geese and the crow of roosters...
It's broad daylight.
The bright white light of the sun can be felt clearly through the thick clouds and rain. The whole world is awakening, waking up with vitality from the long night's sleep. Hundreds of smoke curl up, fading into the clouds and mist in the mid-air, with a slightly gray background.
This morning of late spring in the north begins.
The day's plan begins in the morning. Many private shops have opened their doors. Some pedestrians hurriedly walked to the street holding oil-paper umbrellas. They took a quick look at the intersection, but then looked away without seeing anything. They continued to rush for today's livelihood and life.
Necessity is like a fine invisible spider web, wrapping all mortal life in it.
The flat bluestone shone with water underfoot. Looking at the paper umbrellas, it looked like a boat swimming upstream in the creek, heading to a few military industry workshops in the southeast of the city. There was already the clanging sound of steam forging hammers in that direction.
As the bell rang, the train stopped on the platform, waiting to load and unload raw materials and goods before continuing north to the grassland... while the rest of the large square area was silent and quiet, as if waiting for an empty nest for wanderers.
There was a popping sound in the air, magpies fluttered their wings and flew over the closed workshops, and swallows built their nests in mud under the eaves. Occasionally, they turned their heads to look at the empty and unpopular courtyard. There seemed to be doubts in their bright little eyes...
Year after year, as autumn passes and spring returns, you can always see many people, but this year there are far fewer people than in the past. Could it be that they are all eaten by natural enemies and beasts?
Wow
The spoked wheels of the carriage rolled and splashed water in several places on the street. Passing by Dongfu Street, which was full of food stalls and densely packed with people, the speed stopped for a while and continued moving forward patiently. I encountered the same Chinese-style carriage coming from a few streets away.
, tacitly agreed to go to the palace of Nanlian, King of Han...
The carriage at the front was the first to stop in front of the Political Hall. The official boots with blue silk moiré patterns kicked out from the bottom of the curtain and stepped on the swept stone platform.
A middle-aged man with slightly gray hair came down, with clear and steady eyes. He was wearing a green robe of an important minister in the cabinet. He had a specially awarded perilla silver belt around his waist and a gold-patterned carp bag hanging on it. Maybe he didn't have time to eat at home. This important minister held it in his hands.
While eating the breakfast snacks, donkey meat sesame cakes and soybean milk bought on Dongfu Street, he said to several civil servants in green and yellow robes behind him: "Have you sent the final report of this spring's farming work?"
As long as humanity has not reached the level of ecological self-production in Xianyuan, even industrial society cannot do without food. Farming is busy and the entire system is busy. A young civil servant is biting a meat bun, spitting it out in a hurry and holding it in a silk-cotton sleeve parlor.
Not greasy, he only took out the jade plate of information and said: "Mr. Lu, I have sent them all, but after the inspection, the situation is worrying. Last year, the winter in Kyushu was warm. Not to mention other places, we should go to the two states of Hunan and even Jun, Zhang and Fan.
In one county, the results of soil pest detection by real people from all over the country are very unsatisfactory..."
"Well, what about the Shuifu side?" Lu Shangjing frowned slightly and asked again.
A middle-aged civil servant with bloodshot eyes, who stayed up late like a rabbit, stepped forward and sighed: "The Dragon Palace of Taiping Lake has issued a climate abnormality warning. If the weather continues to be cloudy and rainy like this, the warm water vapor will be overdrawn, and we will be in the north by summer time."
It is very likely that the land will usher in a severe drought... It will happen just in time for rice and wheat to sprout, and the consequences of a lack of water will be even more disastrous, maybe..."
"There is nothing we can do about this matter, so we can only report it to the king..."
We talked all the way until we entered the political hall, where someone was gossiping: "...I heard that the king became an earthly immortal in the Eastern Wasteland?"
"You are quite well-informed." Lu Shangjing smiled and turned to look somewhere outside the hall. No one was there. She was slightly confused, nodded and said: "Indeed..."
"Ah, this is really gratifying." The ministers who stayed behind looked at each other, and their eyes lit up. Without it, if the master is promoted, he will be better.
The continuous rain made the sky dim and could not penetrate into the inner hall. Glazed lamps were lit in rows, illuminating the desks, tables, floors and excited faces. The Han Dynasty's nine states left-behind cabinet began another busy day.
Ye Qing saw it outside the hall and felt satisfied. He said nothing for a while and went to the former residence of the Ye family.
In Yejiazhuang, the rain was still falling, falling on the eaves. The smell of cooking smoke came from a few places inside, and the voices of people were faint.
Memories flowed in the sea of consciousness. In the past life, the entire Ye family had 791 servants, and none of them was spared. In this life, they are all prosperous and wealthy, and they are all working somewhere.
It's just that the building outside the building is empty. I don't know how many courtyards I turned around, and I heard a few birdsong. An egret fluttered its wings and flew quietly across the sky, leading its young egret.
Ye Qing arrived at the ancestral hall. There were still some people here, but when he passed through, no one noticed.
This is an ancestral hall with high bluestone walls. There are five levels on the ancestral hall. It was built according to the rules of "Three Civilians, Five Nobles, Seven Kings and Nine". Although Ye Qing later upgraded it, the first one was built in Nanlian Mountain, and the second one was built in Han Dynasty.
Guozong Temple, so it is still the old system, with three tablets placed on the high platform.
Below are the densely packed ancestral tablets. The aura in this ancestral hall is dim, and only three tablets have a little aura.
"The aura is dim, and everyone has gone to their new homes." Ye Qing thought to himself, lingering for a long time, then he burst into laughter and walked out of the ancestral hall. After seeing this, his inspection was finally over.
Only then did I have this idea, standing on the steps, there was a "boom", the Tianmen opened, blue flowers fell, fairy sounds were faint, and the fragrance flowed down along the clear wind, circling around Ye Qing, and the transparent trade wind wave was filled with...
A blue edict appeared.
"This is the edict that summons me to heaven." Ye Qing perked up, held the edict tightly, and bowed to the trade wind: "Your Majesty Ye Qing, I sincerely abide by the emperor's decree."