The weather in summer changes constantly. It is sunny in the morning, then it rains heavily in the afternoon, and there is no light from the sun or the moon.
In the rain, two horses were riding south quickly on the official road. The tall and fast black dragon horses galloped freely in the rain, neighing happily. They have dragon blood and are not afraid of rain.
The rain gradually weakened, and the dusk light brightened in the western sky for a while, then dimmed again...it was night.
The sound of horse hooves carried a gust of wind, passing through a tall white stone archway, and a huge manor appeared in front of it, with lights dotted on the high walls, and even tall buildings, like bright torches, pointing straight into the blue sky.
The black dragon horse stopped in front of the door. Zhou Ling was wearing a bamboo hat and a dark raincoat. She looked back at the man who was also shrouded in the raincoat. She took out a red seal from her arms and raised it up to the gate tower, matching the unique black dragon
Horse, needless to say, the heavy door opens.
"Master Baijia" a group of soldiers suddenly knelt down, and there was a clanging sound from the armor leaves.
The knight in the raincoat bowed slightly, and the lanterns and torches were lit under the eaves on both sides of the road, illuminating the young and calm faces under the hat: "No courtesy, please get up."
Riding the horse slowly on the main road of the manor, the horse's hooves stepped through the stagnant water and mud, causing splashes of water. Ye Qing frowned slightly when he saw this: "The drainage is a bit poor. The main road is like this, but it is even harder to say in other places... The sewers need to be expanded.
Already."
Zhou Ling listened from behind and memorized it silently.
Soon we arrived upstairs and downstairs, and we had been waiting for the horse master to come and take the horse. At this time, ordinary people were prohibited from entering and exiting the manor late at night, and we could not send it back to the Nanlian Mountain Paradise to be raised, so we rested for a night in the special stable in the manor.
Ye Qing entered the building directly. However, Ye Mengqiu had stayed there for two months. Seeing that his treatment had not been reduced at all, and Ye Qing's performance in the past two months made him very satisfied, he withdrew from the building and left this center of power.
Give the symbol to Ye Qing.
Ye Mengqiu was originally a little worried that Ye Qingcai would become the head of the family. He would be young and energetic, adjust the structure and interests at will, and conflict with the original vested interests.
But Ye Qing's purpose is to basically keep his original position and interests unchanged, and to establish a new system outside the original old system. Industry, commerce, field, and military are all established one by one, in an orderly manner, and everything is very calm. In just a few months, Ye Qing
The family's influence further expanded, and there was a vague aura of the first family in Pingshou County.
As for the marriage, Ye Mengqiu was a little dissatisfied. Ye Qing paid a special visit and had a very reasonable explanation - the Ye clan was originally just a large family in the county and was a squire. If he married the county magistrate, he was afraid that his wife's clan would interfere and control him.
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Now is the critical moment for the Ye clan to advance from a squire to a county magistrate, but they need to build high walls and accumulate food. Only by joining forces with the Ye and Cao families can they establish a solid foundation. Besides, Cao Baijing is also a magician.
This really convinced Ye Mengqiu, and Ye Qing became increasingly able to govern the clan.
Ye Qing took a deep breath and felt that the slightest bit of luck was still coming from the void, forming a huff and puff, but it was about 50% more than two months ago.
"The luck fruit can be increased through laws and internal affairs, and there is basically room for double the increase." Ye Qing thought as he took off his raincoat.
Jiang Zinan glanced at Zhou Ling who was following him. Without asking any questions, he greeted her with a smile as bright as a flower: "Young master is back."
"what's up?"
She nodded, took the coir raincoat and put it away, holding a lantern and going upstairs: "Mr. Lu asked me to hand over three reports. I summarized them. One was a report about the rural patrol cleaning up enemy spies in the periphery, and there was also a glass lantern.
Five samples have been made, sir, you can take a look..."
There are several lights on the walls on each floor, and the iron doors of some important rooms are tightly locked. There are clan guards waiting. When Ye Qing sees him, he salutes: "Master of the family."
Ye Qing nodded and responded that these clan guards were not from the group training system. Their grandparents had always been close to their family members. Some of the elders in the family were still alive. In the past, even if their fathers passed away, they would visit them every year during the New Year.
The law gave me some support at that time, but the combined credit and voice made the main line afraid and did not dare to bully myself too much...
After Ye Qing came to power, he immediately promoted these direct descendants.
"If I hadn't awakened, as the old people passed away one after another, these foundations would have been scattered within ten years. In the previous life, it was a few years later, and most of them were scattered."
"But now that I am a Jinshi at the age of seventeen and have become the head of the family early, things are going to start to change immediately. All the old friends have taught me a lesson and the disciples have gathered under my command, and they have become a new main line..."
"It's not just these people. The slightest bit of luck condenses on their own, which invisibly forms prestige. They have reputations and talents. As long as they don't commit suicide, the whole clan will be loyal every year. This is a basic benefit."
"I think of a time on earth where the CEO of a collective enterprise passed away suddenly. The vice president below was very shrewd, but it was not his turn. Instead, he promoted a middle-level relative of his."
"Originally, I expected that this relative would be a transitional figure, and the boss' son would take over in a few years. But when he was given the position, I missed him a little in the first few years. At first, the vice president was somewhat resistant, but after a few years, there was no voice anymore.
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"This relative's talent is not outstanding. It is just prestige and loyalty accumulated every year. This is seniority. After a few years, no one can touch it. When the collective turns private, the company will be included in his name."
"It's the same in the world. It's nothing more than the accumulation of fame. It has been accumulated for three generations. It is no less charming than the master. From this, we can imagine the foundation of the county's power for thousands of years."
Arriving at the top of the building, there is a newly renovated study room. With the gangway open, you can go up to the heavy wooden building on the rooftop... It has been a month. Ye Qing still continues his grandfather's original plan in the family decree. No matter what the building is outside the building,
It’s already your own territory, so some fine-tuning is inevitable.
Opening the study room and entering, the clear glass light illuminates the small space, making it feel familiar and unfamiliar, as if it were a world away.
"How's it going? Sister Qianqian came to see it, and she said that this lamp is very easy to use, does not flicker, and does not hurt the eyes." Jiang Zinan smiled and raised one to show him, looking forward to it. This was something she had worked hard on for several months.
, I ran to the craftsman and experimented many times before coming up with it, although the idea was provided by the young master.
"Zi Nan did a great job." Ye Qing knew what she was thinking and never hesitated to praise him. As expected, her eyes were full of joy and her slim body leaned over, which made people enchanted.
"My study room in my previous life had the same configuration, but without her, without Zhou Ling, without Qianqian... everything is different." Ye Qing thought, touched her smooth cheek, went into the desk, and tidied up the things during the day.
things accumulated.
After becoming the patriarch of a family, he directly determines the livelihood of 6,000 people, and indirectly affects 34 families in the county. The workload increases several times.
If you have to do something, you will never finish it, but Ye Qing deeply understands that his task is not to work, but to cultivate the system.
Focusing only on institutional construction, the specific authority was assigned to the Xiangtian Hall and the uncles in the clan, and only a few matters needed to be consulted.
Then there is the regularization of the family's armed forces. As the saying goes, "Soldiers are a major event for the country, the place of life and death, and the path to survival." Ye Qing had to see it in person.
At the moment, she was calmly flipping through the briefing. Jiang Zinan had been trained very considerately and smoothly. She was asked to make a brief comment and put a label in advance. This was the job of the internal affairs minister, which filled Jiang Zinan with energy and made her smile every day.
Not afraid of hard work, Ye Qing just watched the processing, and it was completed within half an hour.
Jiang Zinan filed the documents, and Ye Qing stood up, yawned, picked up three lamps, and handed them to Zhou Ling with a smile: "Take them back to the yard, one for each person."
Zhou Ling was a little distressed as she held the pile of fragile lamps, so Jiang Zinan gave her a silk bag: "That's how it was when I came..."
Ye Qing had already stepped out of the study and stopped for a moment past the window.
The night outside the window is deep, the rain is sparsely hanging under the eaves, the courtyards are continuous on the ground, there are deep and shallow lights, half of the Ye Mansion is shrouded in a layer of light yellow light... This is the family's good fortune.
"Go back, Qianqian has been waiting for a long time..." Ye Qing took the silk bag with lanterns from Zhou Ling's hand.
Upstairs was the office. Ye Qing usually had to go back to his house, so when he entered, he saw Qianqian coming up to him, and with a small bow, he ordered the food to be served.
All of this has been prepared in the kitchen and set up very quickly. The table has been set in a moment, and the seven or eight side dishes are full of dazzling aromas.
Seeing Ye Qing sitting down, Qianqian took a spoon and spooned soup for Ye Qing. The fruit was delicious after Ye Qing drank it, and Qianqian put a piece of meat into his bowl, which was very satisfying.
Then, Qianqian set the wine pot and poured wine for Ye Qing.
Ye Qing smiled: "I will write a manuscript later, but I can't drink anymore."
After dinner, I went to the study. I saw the lights in the study emitting a faint yellow light, and the sound of rain pattering outside. This was the rain in May.
Under the lamp, Qianqian squinted her eyes and saw Ye Qing who had put on a long-sleeved toga, with a calm demeanor and a gentle temperament, and thought to herself: "Young Master is becoming more and more charming."
Ye Qing sat down and Qian Qian began to polish his ink. On the bookshelf further away, there was a scroll with fifty volumes.
Ye Qing randomly took out a volume and unfolded it. Every word was about the size of a fly. This was the manuscript he wrote yesterday. As he looked at it, he already had today's manuscript in his heart.
The main framework of "The Romance of the Three Kingdoms" has been released. The Three Qing Dynasties and Nuwa still appear as saints, while the two saints of the West have become one, totaling five.
This makes people in this world understand at a glance that he is likened to the Five Virtues Emperor.
The plot of the story is that the Ling Emperor (revised) of the Han Dynasty sacrificed Nuwa and wrote blasphemous poems, thus ruining his fortune. However, the Yellow Turban Uprising was basically replaced by the seventy-two smoke and dust. The following plot is that the five saints secretly performed
Influence and luck are added to make the princes rise up with the dragon spirit.
We have now written the seventy-third chapter, "Xuande ascends to the throne and King Yunchang of Hanzhong attacks Xiangyang County."
Ye Qing read the first few volumes again, and after a brief review in his mind, he found that the following volumes were not easy to read, and they were clearly visible. This is not uncommon in the world of immortality. Basically, if you are successful in refining qi, you can basically have it.
If Ye Qing had written this book when he was still a child, he would have gained more fame and indirectly gained more luck.
But who is Ye Qing now?
He is a man of heaven, he is the second-ranked prince, and he is the leader of his clan. He has long passed the stage of relying on his literary reputation. Writing this book may even be considered as "losing his dignity". Not only is it not beneficial, but it may harm his luck.
It's just that Ye Qing had his own intention in writing this. At this time, with a sneer of frost, he took out the pen and secretly thought: "Time does not wait for me, but this article is about to be published."
Immediately he started writing: "The sky is dead, the yellow sky will stand."
But when the Three Kingdoms were in conflict, the Yellow Turban Uprising held high this flag, destroying all order on earth.
As soon as I finished writing this sentence, I heard a "boom", a huge lightning flashed through the thick black clouds, illuminating the study brightly, and then exploded with a deafening thunder, which made Qianqian tremble with fear.