The first thousand six hundred and eighty-fifth chapters
"Hit me? Ha... Well, your word is quite interesting. It is indeed such a collective wisdom. We, Qingmai, have never lost in a duel at this level. Last time, you also saw Cang Qiao Ya Sheng trying to crack our ten
The secret key to refining Tianluo. You see Qingzhu is very smart. It takes no effort at all to stay quiet in the can. He just knows that he is positioned as a force and does not compete with us... If not for the last void battle.
Qing Jin, your flip is really likely to lose to it."
Hearing this, Ye Qing immediately understood that power that can last for millions of years has great advantages, but the fluctuations and fluctuations in different environmental situations are very different, and the ultimate manifestation of power is very different.
"By the way, do you feel comfortable with it now? Do you feel uncomfortable?"
"fine."
All the wisdom and resources for survival were integrated into a near-real simulation. The loss of the Forgotten Land and Cave Heaven was a great loss, but fortunately Qingmai had always prepared for a rainy day. The Qing Emperor used the new "Qingquan Book" as a backup for this purpose.
The calculation center conducts deductions.
Just when Qing Yingying's transparent jade book appeared behind the bead curtain, Ye Qing's body stiffened for a moment. He felt the slight restlessness of Chuan Lin's notes, and the dizziness surged in. It was stronger than the spiritual information he had just absorbed from the nine immortals, and
A lot of information suddenly appeared.
Ye Qing remained silent, absorbing this information... That should be the information in Qingquan's book, but why could Chuanlin Notes easily absorb its contents?
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For a month, frost fell on the ground and the weather was freezing. Xilingzhou is close to Mingde County of Lingqing River. There is a small basin in the mountains on the north bank of the surging river. Only a narrow road between the two mountains connects to the outside. Along the narrow road
After going up the mountain road for hundreds of miles, we arrived at the basin plain where the county seat of Mu County was located. When the horse teams of merchants passed through the mountains, they were all so tired that they rested in the county seat for a day.
The owner of the caravan left his deputy to sell some goods in bulk, and went to the small county government office to get seals. Along the way, he saw many people sorting out dry food and packages to see off their families, and many people gathered around the county.
They were whispering to each other in front of the bulletin board in front of the government office, looking hesitant.
"Do you really want to send your children away?"
"I only have one little grandson at home..."
"Is it okay to be fourteen? Isn't it okay..."
"My daughter is thirteen years old, but can she go to school?"
An official in Han costumes was patiently explaining. If you look carefully, you will find that there are three feet of clear light on the top. This is at least the soul that has reached the real state, and a dragon energy penetrates into the feet. This is not only noble energy,
They only existed in political areas, and in the past, the traditional law-repairing officials who had both qualities were at least the same as Jinshi!
"The legal restrictions are wide open."
The caravan leader sighed. In his impression, this place was never worthy of such a person coming here.
Even the county magistrate who originally served normally has been vacant for a long time. Because it is too vast and sparsely populated, the county was created separately. It is said that the county actually has a population of only one township in the prosperous area outside. It is poor and has no prestige. No one is willing to go to this useless place.
The oil and water place came to suffer, and the caravans were handed over for a long time by local county magistrates.
In the past, the management was smooth, but this time I heard from a familiar government official on the street that the new county magistrate was not from the state, but was sent by the Han Dynasty in the Eastern Wasteland, which was hundreds of thousands of miles away that he could not imagine. It was said that these people were basically all
It started with delegating it to the pavilion chief. The county was actually treated as a rural pavilion for the new imperial court... Ordinary merchants didn't understand this. They only knew that the grassroots people who were walking around now were all taken over by people from the Han Dynasty.
It was different in the troubled times. The previous batch of county magistrates came to their posts with their own team and direct force. However, except for a few couples, most of the new batch of pavilion chiefs went to their posts alone. As soon as they took office and held the seal and received the blessing of dragon energy, they were pretending to be real people.
, the problems caused by the handover between the old and new forces in the local area subsided almost immediately.
Since the pavilion chief recruited local people to establish the pavilion, orders from the county and city are no longer conveyed to the county government in the past. The rest can only rely on the wealthy families in the county. Instead, they are directly implemented with the support of the pavilion organization to investigate the illegal and some bad deeds.
All the wealthy families have earth-colored faces, and there are also bold guys who don't know the sky above their heads, raising flags to rebel, but there is no support from any immortal sect. They are immediately killed by the pavilion chiefs with one sword, or the county magistrate leads troops to organize an annihilation.
Qingheyan...Sifangxianfu.
This style of sending imperial power to the countryside caused a large number of scholars to protest, but they were ignored. Because one thing directly started to be publicized in the newspapers attracted most of the people's attention - the Han Dynasty issued an order to make statistics on the world - or
Let’s talk about all the children under the age of twelve in all townships in the Han Dynasty. In some areas, the custom is that they are thirteen years old. Regardless of whether they are boys or girls, they are all selected to enter the government school.
But under the officialdom, many rumors have become popular as a result. The eschatology that was once suppressed and silenced can no longer be suppressed and explodes. It seems that a bomb has been detonated in advance, and people are in a state of uproar and confusion.
At this time, we can see the benefits of the Han Dynasty establishing the Tingli organization to clean up some dangerous elements in advance. During this process, Liting was ordered to wield the butcher's knife without hesitation.
In a few days and nights, it is said that hundreds of thousands of people were killed in one breath across the entire continent.
There were heads hanging in every pavilion. This kind of deterrence immediately suppressed the world. This was the main method. The second was official propaganda. When their children would be protected, most people were resentful, fearful of death and the unknown, and even in a certain
The resentment towards immortality that was deliberately instigated suddenly dissipated.
Nowadays, the most that local families do is that they are not cooperating and their children do not deliver newspapers, but they cannot inspire the local people.
This plan is nominally voluntary, and the government will not force it or be cynical or conservative. Every major change in the era must involve sacrifices. Not forcing it is actually letting it go and die.
He only patiently persuaded wealthy families who were willing to follow but had doubts, and sent teams to the countryside to persuade ordinary farmers. They were often led by the local pavilion chiefs who had established prestige. These real people's power had far-reaching influence in the local area without intervention, and now it also
With local official status, people are regarded as immortals in the eyes of ordinary people - in traditional consciousness, the most important thing is that they are immortals and have credibility.
Of course, even if ordinary people are persuaded not to cooperate, that's it. The protection plan consumes a huge amount of resources. If you don't want it, who will care?
"I heard the metaphor, those who don't cooperate will die!"
"No matter how high or low you are!"
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In a small village on the outskirts of Huanghui County, the roots of the rice fields are exposed in the sky after harvesting. Under the cold wind of early winter, not a single blade of grass grows. It is very bare and ugly. In the past, there would be some children playing outdoors at this time, secretly roasting cassava or rabbits, and they would be so happy that they would not want to go back.
Now everyone is called to their parents to go home for dinner. Instead of sitting outside the house to show off the abundance of vegetables in their bowls, every household has closed its doors to discuss things. In a small village with dozens of households
Seems to be losing popularity.
There is a dusty house at the back of the village. Rather than a house, it is more like a thatched hut made of mud and straw. It was originally supposed to be somewhat regular and round, but because it could not withstand the wind, the straw often blew away, even if there were many thorns.
The leaky gaps were patched with soil, as it would be extremely cold in winter, so the owner took advantage of the autumn harvest and piled up stacks of straw, which became more and more bloated and messy. Only a small chimney mouth was exposed, which was smoking.
The embers of smoke.
The sound of Xili snoring in the house was that of an old man and an old woman, as well as a young son, a young son, and a young daughter. They were sitting around a small wooden table drinking porridge, and there were two steamed buns on the table.
, but no one moved. It was for the eldest son who was a strong laborer. Working as a helper earned more money, but it also consumed a lot of physical strength.
The vegetable soup filled with dark green leaves floating in the earthen pot has been reduced by more than half. Originally, after the harvest in autumn, there should be a period of time when they can eat dry food, but recent rumors have prompted the family to start preparing dry food. There is no day when farming is not exhausting.
Just eat less, drink more water when you are hungry, and lie down all day when you are tired - the thatched cottage is still divided into two small areas, with a layer of straw and a hardwood bed board, which may be the same as their mouth.
Like the black iron pot, it is the only valuable household item.
The old man ate little and ate quickly. He quickly put down the bowl, knocked a long pipe on the rough stool leg, filled it with tobacco and lit a fire. The clouds of smoke filled the air, and the old woman pushed.
A handful: "It's time to eat!"
The old man reluctantly got up and went to the door to smoke. Red sparks flickered in the smoke. After a while, he heard him say: "The government is recruiting people to go to Xianshan. Er'er and Yaomei, please go."
"I am over two years old, let Yaomei go." The young man said dullly.
The eldest son finished drinking the porridge and glanced at the two buns on the table. He put one into his younger brother's hand and the other into his younger sister's hand. He said with a straight face: "The notice said that physical examinations will be relaxed. The old Zhang family's children are in their third year."
Years have passed."
The young man was silent for a while and gritted his teeth: "I secretly went to the county magistrate yesterday and asked him to show it to me. He said that I don't have the qualifications to practice and the age requirement cannot be relaxed... The children of the old Zhang family have the qualifications to practice, just like the little dolls
It’s easy to adapt. Ordinary people can force themselves through it, let alone the fairy mountain. In the end, if they can’t survive the disaster, they will still die.”
"What nonsense are you talking about..." The old woman was angry. How could you talk nonsense?
The young man stopped talking and thought about his thoughts.
The whole family was speechless. In the sullen and depressing atmosphere, the youngest daughter looked at this and that, and whispered: "Give my place to the second brother."
"This..." The old woman's eyes flickered and she was a little moved. All her life, she wanted to pass on the incense to this family. She loved her younger son more and hesitated a little. The palms and backs of her hands were full of flesh. Her daughter was not guilty!
"What nonsense are you talking about? Is this possible?" the old man scolded.
The eldest son also said in a deep voice: "I hate the government. I don't even have a quota. I was imprisoned a few days ago. I heard that a big landowner in the next county encouraged the villagers not to go, and they reduced the age of a dozen overage sons by themselves."
If you make a false report, you will be sent to jail after being tested and checked again and again, and even the quota for your younger son who meets the age limit has been cancelled."
"Hey, after just a few years of peaceful life, what kind of disaster has happened? Even the government is so anxious..."
The young man didn't say a word, and put the cornbread in his hand into Yaomei's hand: "Go, the dry food and clothes have been prepared for you. My eldest brother and I are at home."
After he finished speaking, he pushed the door open and went out. The old man shouted: "Where are you going?"
"The government is recruiting militiamen, who are busy with farming and working as laborers. Li Er and I made an appointment to sign up. If you die early, you will die later. It is better to kill a few enemies and get a scar on your head as big as a bowl!"
Across the table, the old woman wiped away her tears: "Now I have no more cigarettes. I told the old man that you should sell your cattle as a betrothal gift and find a wife for your eldest son to have a baby as soon as possible. You didn't listen... It's too late. I still can't."
I missed the eldest daughter of the Xiao family!"
The eldest son stood up irritably, moved his lips to say something, but in the end said nothing. He just touched Yaomei's hair and went outside... He felt depressed, didn't he just want a child? Hurry up and find him now
If a girl gives birth to a baby, she can still get pregnant in ten months.
The old man at the door sighed: "Alas..."
The little daughter lowered her head and silently held the two steamed buns, tears streaming down her cheeks because she couldn't eat them.
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The next morning, the eldest son and the second son of the family came back to say goodbye to their sister. The eldest son looked a little gloomy. I went to the Li family last night and asked, and found that young and fertile girls are now in high demand, and the poverty is as high as
The prices of the three daughters of the Li family increased overnight and they were all sold to other families... This old guy is going to die and he still wants money!
At this time, it was really helpless. If it was said that during the war, local chaos, laws and regulations were abolished, which would also lead to committing crimes. Now the new dynasty suppresses the world, and no one dares to commit crimes under the suppression - those who dared to do so in the past few days,
It’s already dead!
I personally saw that the Han soldiers, who were like wolves and tigers, rushed into the family and killed them, leaving no one behind, no matter the young or old, and the screams continued.
"Kill, kill until no one dares to raise their head!"
"Kill, kill, even if you die tomorrow, you have to kneel down today!" One of the pavilion chiefs even shouted rudely, with murderous intent rushing out. The eldest son was so frightened that he knelt on the side of the road and did not dare to move, and waited for the others to disperse.
It took a long time before I dared to get up.
When bidding farewell, the whole family cried again. The old man took out a piece of cloth that had been written by someone overnight and tied it on the younger daughter's wrist: "Go ahead and write down your hometown, the entrance to the village, and your name. Come back and see if you have a chance."
Look, it’s not necessarily death yet, it’s not necessarily…”
The younger daughter cried and knelt down: "My daughter is unfilial. If she gives birth to a son in the future, she will surely offer sacrifices to the family and pass down cigarettes."
"As long as you have this intention, live a good life and don't forget about it, ah... the motorcade is here, let's go, let's go."
A rolling convoy comes to the village entrance, and the adult men in the village spontaneously organize an escort. These children will arrive at the county town, board a flying fairy ship, and go to the fairy mountain somewhere unknown. Some legends are in the sky, and some legends are in the East China Sea.
Some legends say it's in a cave, and some even say it's deep underground, but no matter where you go, you'll always be safe if you stay with the immortals.
Looking at the heroes who know more about humanity, I feel deeply that what the Five Meridians Immortal has done up to this point is finally worthy of the support of mortals for hundreds of thousands of years.
This is not obvious at first and may even cause dissatisfaction and resentment. You always feel why you have to sacrifice yourself, but when the Taoist sect does not respond to this action at all, a gap is formed in comparison. Only with contrast can there be happiness. At this time, many people who are qualified to know something
Insiders suddenly realize that the inner world of Immortal Dao is also different!
"No wonder the Five Meridians want to establish a new heaven. If not, we will all die!"
These rumors spread rapidly, and the officials of the three vassal states of Cai, Wei, and Chu, which were the main stream of Han and its tributaries, did not explain or prohibit it. This was a good thing, which would help consolidate the status of the new heaven and put the grievances back. The grievances must have someone to vent their anger on.
Xiang, is there anything more suitable than Daomen?
It's just that the Dao Lord operates the way of heaven and doesn't care about the slow erosion of the black pot of humanity, and goes his own way. In other words, he is already prepared to bear the cost and doesn't care about this in a short period of time.
"God's will is so high that no one can reach it!" Some people sighed secretly when they saw this.