Dacai Pingjing's sixteenth year·October·Xinluo City
There was a gust of wind, and in the blink of an eye, the flowers were blooming and the trees were green, and in the blink of an eye, autumn was coming to the city. At this time, the rain fell, and Ye Qing held an oil-paper umbrella and walked slowly in the misty rain.
Only one-tenth of the streets paved with blue bricks were open at this time, and there was a faint sound of bamboos. It was unknown whether there was a brothel or a wealthy official residence.
Ye Qing boarded the small bridge and stood silently for a moment. Looking from a distance, hundreds of thousands of people were still busy in the rain, and he couldn't help but smile slightly.
"Congratulations." Da Siming appeared on the side of the bridge, Hong Shui's eyes swept over the city: "With the help of tens of thousands of natives and tens of thousands of magicians, this city was finally built."
"However, even though the situation is strictly sealed, Cai Chao might have caught wind of such a movement."
Ye Qing saw a bright red fruit on the tree and didn't know what it was, so he picked it up on his finger and sneered slightly in the rain.
"It's too late. It will take more than half a year, or a very short period of time, but with the Han ministers and thousands of officials, it is enough to deal with the dragon's energy."
"This place is connected with the old territory and has five counties and thirty-five counties. The five counties have not yet been fully expanded, but the thirty-five counties have been implemented."
"Your Highness Da Siming, do you want to know the government of this county?"
"I would like to hear the details." Da Si Ming's green hair was scattered, his waist was like a weak willow, and he had a unique charm. At this time, he saw that in just half a year, this incarnation alone had gathered golden aura without any chaos, and his heart was filled with fear.
“A county is a large township, and a county often only has four or five townships. The townships only have three elders in charge of education, the miser is in charge of taxation, the township assistant is in charge of litigation, and the wanderings are governed by the county.”
"There is a pavilion below, and a pavilion chief is in charge of security and security, as well as in charge of staying passengers, but not in charge of civil affairs."
"Li, a collection of dozens of households, a village"
"The Dacai township system is really stupid. The officials collude with the townships, and the county magistrates and magistrates often have their own ideas." Ye Qing smiled faintly and said: "Only the system of virtual townships and real pavilions is carried out alone.
"At this point, the green system of this world is gradually reaching its completion." He said, pointing to the void, and within the billowing red dragon energy, the transparent green energy was circulating.
What are you most afraid of locally?
It's the local powerful people who collude with the officials to evade the chief officials. Once the countryside is empty, who will the powerful people collude with?
Collusion with Tingli?
Under the imperial court, the actual counties and counties in Xuzhou and the cabinet are not as powerful as the military. The aristocratic families can only collude with the counties and counties, or get involved in the cabinet, and they will be destroyed in an instant, and the pavilion will be nothing more than that.
The tyranny stops in the countryside, and the tyranny stops in the counties. Thinking of this, Ye Qing sighed: "It would be better for Liu Xiu to be isolated and far away."
The proud control of the countryside by a certain dynasty was based on redundant personnel, which was ten times that of the traditional dynasty. However, the Qing system revised by Ye Qing only used one-tenth of the officials to control the whole country, which was not inferior to that of a certain dynasty.
If you think about the huge institutions and personnel at the provincial and state levels, as well as the central institutions that were added to check and balance this frontier official, you will know how many people and burdens have been reduced.
Although the villages are small, they are also large in number. If the villages are empty, how much will they be reduced?
The extra personnel can be implemented in the pavilion, and how deep the control is. If you really calculate it, only half of the officials of the traditional feudal dynasty can complete the complete control of the world.
Ye Qing was full of emotions and pointed to the distance: "The Guqing system has been established. Even if the Cai Dynasty hears about it, it is beyond the reach of the whip. What can I do?"
"From now on, if it weren't for destiny, I would have no scruples about the Cai Dynasty."
What this means is that from now on, I will no longer take Cai Chao to heart and will become truly independent.
"Then you will ascend the throne and become king now?"
"Exactly, but the foundation cannot be built without blood. After becoming the king, you should conquer the enemy's city and kill the enemy's leader." Ye Qing smiled, but before he finished speaking, the bell rang.
The message spread throughout the city, but it was distant and mellow. Ye Qing smiled casually, apologized a little, stopped talking to Da Siming, held up an umbrella, and walked into the street.
Not walking fast, I arrived at the palace in a blink of an eye. The palace door opened, and two rows of guards knelt down. Suddenly, there was a shout of "Qiantai", like a tide.
Ye Qing did not wear royal robes, only tied up his hair with a bamboo crown, wore a wide robe, high-toothed wooden clogs, his big sleeves hanging down, and held an umbrella in his hand as he walked up.
Zhu lacquered copper nails, evil heads holding rings, sky streets, corridors and corridors, kneeling down one after another, it is really exhausting... Ye Qing smiled and walked up the hall step by step, towards the highest point in the depths.
At this time, officials gathered in the hall, but they could hear the sound of breathing and clothes, but no words were heard. However, there were yellow bells and big bells, chimes arranging rhythms, and music was playing loudly.
Sitting on it, Ye Qing took out the jade seal passed down from the country. This jade seal was only left here temporarily, but it was enough.
Ye Qing looked at the palace and made a brief gesture. Cao Cao took a step forward and read the decree: "The Qinglong Zhaozhao, the people of the clan gather together the country, the earth is below and the emperor is above, and the country is called Han again. The country has no two masters, and there should be a king of Han."
After reading, Cao Cao turned his face, opened his eyes wide, and shouted in an unquestionable tone: "The ministers bowed three times and kowtowed nine times."
"The King of Han is a thousand years old, a thousand years old, a thousand years old." The palace was full of ministers and bowed down, and the mountains roared and the tsunami roared.
Ye Qing was sitting upright with a smile on his face, and inadvertently, the past nine-fold arch and the rule of the world seemed to be before his eyes again.
It was raining continuously, and Cai Wenji sat in front of the window, embroidering seriously.
The black silk hanging down, she frowned, finished embroidering a stitch, rolled it up, and was about to pierce it, when she suddenly heard the faint roar of mountains and tsunamis in front of her. She listened intently, and suddenly a needle pricked her finger, and bright red blood beads flowed out.
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He stood up in a daze, with tears streaming down his face.
The train "roared" through the dense forest and miasma. In the middle carriage, a female nun in a white dress sat by the window and looked out. Through a thin layer of glass and an anti-miasma shield, the dense forest was lush and colorful.
Colorful, sometimes tigers appear in the forest, monkeys climb on the trees and look at the big steel guys, chirping non-stop.
Some of this new territory is no different from the new territory of Xianmen. The dense forest is still a dense forest, the miasma is still a miasma, and the enemy is still an enemy...
But some things have changed, such as this first train.
Regarding this train, a meeting of various immortal sects was held at Aoki Port in the Western Colonial Area.
This year, the second batch of fleets in Hope Port brought twice the trade, and the mines that exploded surprised all the immortals in Dongzhou and were excited.
In late July, after receiving the third fleet replenishment, Cao Cao presided over the construction of the railway to Qinggan Peak ten days ahead of schedule. Ye Qing issued an eastward mission at the exchange office that had spread throughout the western colonial area, with the goal of continuing to advance the railway.
The reward is spiritual stones and skills - it is completely a temptation for the disciples of the Immortal Sect.
On the first day of August, the eastward bell rang, and the defense systems of the immortal sects in the south and north of the Qinggan Territory were basically stable, and a group of branch magicians and even real people headed to the Qinggan Territory.
"The first train started... Before the winter battle, the railway was connected to the front line. Overcoming the miasma and dense forest environment, we could advance or retreat without losing. At least we would not lose. If we win, we can get a lot of resources... The true king is loyal and generous.
Famous." Now Xianmen looked at this development, his face burst into laughter, and the blue paper cranes flew out one after another.
After September, more people gathered. Because the railway line had not yet been connected, and the Lingshuqing road network had not yet established a Lingshu node, real people could fly by, so the magicians chose a more time-saving transportation method that took a long way. They were in their own territory
We boarded the ship at the home port, successfully arrived at Hope Port along the western coastline, and took the train to Qinggan Peak - where the Peng Yu tribe's army had harassed us several times.
she is one of them
Perhaps it was because the legendary capital city suddenly had a certain charm that made her feel excited. It was too rare and too far away for Qingmai to truly develop a vassal state.
The train rumbled through the gorge in front of the tea castle, and drove against the southeast wind into the forest area of the Great Plains. Along the way, fellow magicians patrolling the road waved to the train: "We must win -"
"I will definitely win." Many people in the car laughed.
The female cultivator also smiled, feeling a little worried in her heart. Is such an expectation really okay?
The train travels very fast. It approaches a city in an hour, and many people point to it and say, "Look, this is Xinluo City."
She held her breath and looked around. What she saw was a stretch of fields, a magnificent city wall, and more of a tic-shaped official road. Except for the green trees, the rest was dark and crowded with people.
"In half a year, all the barbarians in the territory were wiped out, and the number of slaves increased to 170,000."
"In order to fight against the fierce wind of the Han Dynasty, I sent out elite soldiers to cut off the main roads, wielded crossbows and whipped them. In just one month, tens of thousands were killed and their corpses were laid on the forest shelf. They were so powerful that they suppressed the surrounding areas and the savages obeyed.
"Originally 230,000, but now it's only 170,000. To build this big city, 50,000 were killed."
"But it's not that he died from exhaustion. Wen Zhenjun, oh no, the King of Han personally visited the dining tent several times, inspected the food, and killed thirty-seven corrupt officials. It's so called a generous treatment."
"It's just to feed the cattle and plow the land."
"Even if you cultivate the land so that the cattle have enough to eat, it is already a benevolent policy."
"How can killing fifty thousand people be considered benevolent?"
In the carriage, the magicians were arguing with each other, but the female cultivators were stunned and silent.
In the past thirty miles is Qinggan Peak, and the new city was built directly on the front. With the war background, large-scale construction was carried out... It is incredible
When I came here, I heard from the elders of the sect that the Eastern Han Dynasty's calls were all based on hope and the railway, and it was very courageous to go directly to the front line to build a new city.
Once the new city is established, Xinluo City will become the capital and a place of war. It will directly support the war of annihilation against Pengyu City State at close range, occupy new lands and rebuild counties, and further advance...
But right now, it is still a fragile baby that needs to be protected. In terms of war, it is obviously a target for foreign city-states to attack.
"We are arriving one after another to protect New Luoyang City and go through the most difficult period." However, the female cultivator paid attention to the situation in the city and couldn't help but wonder: "The main force of the Han army is not here?"
Thirty miles away, before the train stopped at the platform, all the magicians jumped out of the car window.
As soon as the female cultivator went out, someone shouted: "The King of Han is on an expedition. Fellow Taoists, please accept the mission and intercept and kill these foreigners."
"There is no one in the country, but the Han Dynasty is prosperous"
"Bring out our Qingde Lang Lang in the world"
My ears were filled with these shouts, and I could see only a few miles away from the platform. There were shouts of killing, arrows were raining in and out of the forest, the explosions of Ye Huolei continued to sound, and dozens of plumes of smoke were rising.
"go ahead"
"Wan Sheng"
Excited drumbeats sounded, and orders were faintly transmitted. Thousands of Han troops were marching in formation at the nearest place, with the cold light of their spear points advancing like a forest. Farther away, faint figures were jumping, fighting each other.
"Fellow Taoist, are you new here?" She looked at it dumbfounded. The voice coming from behind her suddenly startled her. When she turned around, she saw that it was a young Taoist whose clothes were stained with blood and covered with blood.
Said enthusiastically.
Before he could answer, the man pointedly said: "Look, we built the platform, but nothing happened. Once the train was opened to traffic, the foreign gods had some supernatural powers and drove foreign countries to attack and destroy the train and the platform."
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"It was only an hour after the King of Han ascended the throne that he arrived with all his troops. He fought fiercely with them and won the first battle. The main force had advanced ten miles... in this autumn when the trees and miasma had not disappeared."
The female cultivator heard this and thought to herself: "Do you advocate using offense instead of defense?"
Trees were cut down hundreds of meters around the "killing" platform. At this time, in the woods under the misty rain, a hoarse roar suddenly broke through the tranquility, followed by dozens of sharp roars and a shower of arrows.
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"Another counterattack of samurai"
"Humph, it's just a matter of death."
With a "buzz" sound, the magicians and real people on the platform raised their shields for defense, and some Han soldiers who remained on the platform raised their shields, making the sound of arrows hitting each other.
The magician on the platform said something in the message, calling for a sudden fire and thunder attack, but I don't know what it means.
"I'm going to drive away the enemy." The female cultivator touched the magic weapon and was about to attack, but the young Taoist smiled: "You are a real person, there is no need to waste everyone, it is better to hurry up and speed up the advance."
Several people looked at each other, and in just ten breaths, dozens of small black dots rose in the air in the distance and fell towards the woods where the enemy was hiding.
A huge explosion, the ground shook, dozens of screams continued, and the screams suddenly stopped, vegetation, dust, sand, and flesh were splashed into the air, faintly dyed red.
Then, magicians and soldiers rushed in, hunted and killed him.
All the real people looked at each other, shocked by this luxury...
There are many raw materials for Ye Huolei in Dongzhou, but the finished and semi-finished products are provided to the rising princes of Qingmai along the coast. The Xianmen themselves have not used it a few times, let alone used it on a large scale. These are nothing more. The power is the real thunder.
Bombardment, in the counterattack battle, hundreds of real people join forces to bombard the enemy's domain.
But the question is, who has the luxury to cover dozens of real mines just to kill a few harassing squads?
No one has such broad veins...
"New real people and cultivators will line up according to their levels. They can choose to fight in small groups or join the army. No matter what they are doing, come with me to the camp to receive free equipment and cooperate with me to advance."
A Taoist shouted and led people through the military camp. He seemed to be very experienced. He quickly completed the initial reorganization and immediately went into battle.