Ye Celeng stood in the shadow of the flying eaves of Lilingjun Mansion, watching two gray-clothed servants pushing the old beggar into the green curtain carriage. As the sound of the shaft rolling over the bluestone slab gradually fading away, she lightly tapped the glazed tiles on her toes
The black official boots turned into a wisp of light smoke, floating towards the east of the city under the guise of the shops on Zhuque Street.
The lacquered door of Keats Hall is inlaid with a gilt sculpted lion, and the plaque "Jishan Family" hanging on the door lintel is covered with the imperial pen of Emperor Yuanwu. Ye Ce was coldly dismissed at the ground at three o'clock, and the creaking sound of the sandalwood door shaft rotating
The fragrance of water drifted out, mixed with the morning dew that shook off from the copper bells at the eaves.
It should have been the season when frost is condensed, but this luxurious courtyard relies on the steaming heating of the ground dragon to warm the eaves. The fine water droplets roll down along the back of the auspicious beast, like the mist and rain of spring.
The moment he bypassed the red lacquer screen wall, the illusion of the entire courtyard came to his face: Twelve green jade screens stretched across the vestibule like the spine of a giant beast, each jade board was half a foot thick, and the whole body was carved with the "Qin Xuanyuan Order"
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The seal script is filled with gold and powder. When the copper bells at the corners of the eaves are shaking lightly, the fonts of "old people have something to support" and "widows and widows are at peace" flow out, reflecting the brocade banners all over the walls and becoming more and more gorgeous;
On the back, "the unfilial people are born" and "the only one who is over 60 years old will give two stones of millet every month", but dark brown slurry seeps out.
Ye Ce's cold fingertips stroked the base of the screen, touching the biting coldness unique to the Black Ice in North Sea - this luxurious method of preserving spiritual jade is enough to support all households for three years.
"Sir, please see the Forum of Merits and Deeds."
The old manager who led the way smiled, his face wrinkled like a dead tree bark, and the wooden sign "Ci" with jade buckles on his waist jingled with his steps.
After passing through the Yue Cave Gate, 360 obsidian steles were arranged in the shape of a Beidou. A gilt Pixiu was squatting on the top of each stele, and the night pearls in their mouths illuminated the inscription.
The name of Lilingjun was hung high on the head of the monument, followed by the amount of money and grain donated: 100,000 stones of millet, 5,000 pieces of silk, and 30,000 pieces of gold.
Ye Celeng stopped in front of the seventh stone tablet. Qingmos climbed up to the monument along the donation records of "Lihou Mansion" and dyed the words "Three Thousand Treasures to the Household" dark green.
She remembered the secret file she saw in the Business House last month. The actual tax paid by the Lihou Mansion this year is only 2,000 yuan. According to the royal family of the "Donation and Loss", the marquis can be 70% of the rule, and the numbers on these merit monuments,
I'm afraid it's 99% of the water.
The sound of silk and bamboo came from the east wing. Sixty-four copper crane lamps hung on the dome, reflecting the "Qin Lu? Ci Yang Ling" on the eighteen ebony screens is like flowing red gold.
More than twenty old men in brocade clothes sat upright on the red sandalwood ring chair, with a few shorts in front of them posing rhinoceros horn cups, and the amber liquid in the cup rose up in the blue smoke. Ye Celen recognized several faces: the demoted uncle of the official Shishi Li Sile, Wu Yuan, was
The elder brother who was seized from the general's mansion.
The corners of the silver notes exposed on their cuffs were printed with "decent" cinnabar pokes - the retirement money of various powerful families to send their abandoned children. Through the name of "Blood Yin Residential Contract", they became Keats Hall here.
A clear proof of "benevolence and kindness" in the account book.
"Today's Si Shi Shi Record: Liling Jun's Mansion gave you twenty boxes of Anshen San, three to seven vines, and five pieces of plain silk from Xiao Changshi's family..."
The servant in green clothes under the corridor held the gilded book and sang loudly, and the wolf's pen drew lotus patterns on the "Record of Good Deeds".
Ye Ce Leng saw on the slightly rolled page of the book. The previous day recorded that "Three Hundred Bowls of Porridge for Shilang Li's Mansion" was still stained with rice paste, while the rice bags piled up in the veranda were printed with the unique black bird lacquer in the official warehouse.
The most harsh thing is the crying sound in the northwest corner.
Thirty women in plain clothes sat around the futon, and the white flowers on their temples were shaking neatly as the rattans of the teaching nanny rose and fell. "When crying, you have to think that the child is dead!" The nanny's silver ring ruler hit the blue bricks, splashing
How many incense ash should be raised: "The forehead should be pressed against the ground, and the tone should be turned three times!"
Ye Celeng saw the golden bracelets exposed in their sleeves - this was a crying mother specially trained for the nobles' tribute. Before her tears fell, her makeup powder was covered.
Bypassing the Jiuqu corridor, she stopped in front of the account door.
The sound of sandalwood abacus mixed with copper coins seeped out of the carved pane. The old accountant wearing crystal mirror was pushing two booklets to the man in the gorgeous clothes opposite: "The rules of false donation arbitrage, 30% of the cash will be clear, and 70% will be paid.
The tickets are exchanged into salt..."
The voice was cut off by the cold light of the black jade seal on Ye Ce's waist. The field deeds in the man's arms were scattered all over the ground, and the red seals on the "Liling Villa" on the deeds were as beautiful as blood.
She reached out to take a photo of the desk book and stroked her fingertips of the entry "Donate a piece of money to pay half a piece of money to pay for taxes".
Keats Hall can't donate 100,000 yuan per month, and at a rate of 50% of the tax, the tax silver lost every year is probably enough to rebuild half of the ordinary county town. And those royal families who have paid 70% of the tax will probably be even
The corn that was pretending to be was too lazy to transport it, so they just carved an imaginary number on the merit monument and then pulled away.
When the morning light penetrated the clouds and shone on the new order of "People's Practice and Benefit the World" that had just been suspended on the Rongyang Platform, Ye Ce Leng had already stood in Guanshan Pavilion, the highest Guanshan Pavilion in Keat Hall, listening to the dark iron diagonally below
The forged edict sounded in the wind:
"[Emperor Yuanwu's Imperial Order] I heard that the elders were the root of the country, so I specially ordered the Chief Wusi to send the lieutenant to the Jici Hall of each county, and gave three chapters of "Health Preservation and Body Training"..."
“…… Since the beginning of winter this year, those who are over fifty years old will practice the technique of breathing and sucking nine turns every day; those who are widowed and widowed will be given three cents of deer antler and five liang of astragalus. There is a syrup that should be stored in the North Sea Xuan Ice.
The county magistrate inspected the sealing of the box, and those who violated the period for three days were eighty-year-old."
The cinnabar annotation still has a fishy smell: "If anyone who practices this technique and dies suddenly, he will go to the jail office to check the meridians. If the elixir is used as the best, the person in charge will be able to move three thousand miles away. If the exercises are wrong, it should
The commander-in-chief was killed in the city, and it was revealed that the first nine days were used as a warning to others."
From now on, the imperial edict with the iron painting and silver hook looked down from below. The shadow of the merit monument forest just covered the thin and thin figures of the curled-up base of the north wall. The old people who practiced crying sacrifice were being pulled away by servants, like puppets, who were carrying silk laces.
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She finally looked at the centenary ginkgo tree with wishing signs hanging on the atrium, and the red silk hanging between the branches said, "I wish you many children and longevity" - the signature is the coffin shop in the south of the city, "I ask for the grace of Yuanwu Sheng to be born by the monks in the world
”—There are three turtle stacked arhats on the back.
When the first rotten leaf fell on his shoulders, Ye Celen had turned around, his plain skirt swept through the threshold of half a dry and hard dried salted fish, eliminating the excessive fishy smell inside it, and then heading towards the prison department
The direction is fast moving away.
...
"The 'Keat Hall' opened in the east of the city is just a face-saving project controlled by the powerful, but at least it provides heating for the poor and lonely people, so that they can survive the long winter... The two stones of corn distributed every month,
Only 90% of the actual expenditure is used to supplement the granary consumption, after all, it has helped thousands of people..."
When Zhao Qing stepped into the threshold of the wine shop, the sky was passing through the broken roof, illuminating the broken pottery films on the ground. With a casual move, she decomposed the broken and scorched wine flag into the threads that formed it. Then
The braided stitching was instantly reconstructed and transformed into a new piece that was slightly thinner.
"If we estimate the luxurious mansions like Liling Jun Mansion, we can see the more than a thousand guests living in it, and the scale of more than seven miles of glazed bricks and tiles, nanmu beams and pillars, and skillful carvings are frequently used,
As well as floor heating, spiritual gathering array and other facilities, the cost should be around 8 million…”
"The economic scale of the Qin Dynasty was about 2.3 trillion yuan, with agriculture accounting for only 18%, handicraft accounting for 11%, military talisman industry reaching 29%, and spiritual mine purchasing and circulation also 23
% is as high as %, and the fees spent on the army each year are floating around 600 million yuan..."
"The wine shop opened by Ding Ning seems to be located in this dilapidated Wutong Lane. It can attract wine customers by relying on Changsun Qianxue's reputation. Twenty-cost a pot of sour wine, and five-cost a dish of salted peanuts, but it is the general
It can sell well, even if it is deducted from rain and snow, the annual income is more than 1,000 yuan."
"So, his savings over the years should have been worth five or six million yuan. In the context of the Qin Dynasty, it can be said that it is quite considerable. If there is no premium, it will be enough to buy seven or eight standard rune chariots, tens of thousands of yuan.
The fresh corn from the stone may not be comparable to the other children of the noble and powerful families.”
"But at the same time, like Changling's skilled craftsmanship, the monthly salary is only two or three yuan, and the farmers outside the city have only twenty yuan per year... In general, the wealth structure is seriously unbalanced... I really want to eliminate it
The disadvantages are not easy to do.”
After thinking for a while, Zhao Qing had already found Ding Ning, who was sitting on a bench and eating breakfast noodles in the backyard of the wine shop.
Her heart moved slightly, she was covered with a gauze from not far away, and she was invisible to the evil scene outside. She blocked the smell due to her obsession with cleanliness, but she did not urge Ding Ning to clean up Changsun Qianxue.
The two people's plans were roughly clear.
Simply put, the main reason why Ding Ning stayed in this crisis-ridden Changling, stayed under the nose of his enemy, pretended to be a shopkeeper in the wine shop, was naturally to plan to enter the Minshan Sword Club through the Minshan Sword Club.
Sect, use the Success Heavenly God Art to make up for the hidden dangers of the Nine-Dead Silkworms.
Secondly, he recently learned from the dead Song Shen Bookstore that Lin Zhuojiu was still alive but was imprisoned in the Dafushui Prison, and he thought about how to rob the prison and let the other party escape from the prison.
Some facts are too difficult and need to gradually grasp the opportunity in the observation of life in Changling.
In addition, it is also a similar reason. If Ding Ning always maintained the character of this commoner, when a traitor like Liang Lian and others were killed, it would be unlikely to investigate him.
However, considering that she has solved Ding Ning’s so-called “hypertensive Yang” disease, the Succession of Heaven’s God Art and the Minshan Sword Society are no longer necessary, and the matter of robbing prison is illusory after all, and it has to rely on powerful cultivation.
To support it, the speed of practice that can be beyond imagination is easy to attract attention in Changling.
Overall, taking advantage of the destruction of the wine shop, I moved out of my original residence on the grounds of worrying that the Liling Jun Mansion would continue to retaliate, moved to Aries Cave or a more remote place, and spent money to buy a small yard.
, if you get up and develop in secret, it is still the most appropriate solution at the moment.
But, having said that, Ye Celeng observed Ding Ning at close range this time, Changsun Qianxue had a look. There is no need to worry about the camouflage level of the former. Even if using a talisman weapon to kill two people in the fifth realm and fourth realm, it is quite shocking, but the latter,
After all, coldness and arrogance are rarely concealed, so it may arouse some suspicion.
In the eyes of both of them, Ye Celeng's true attitude is still a mystery. I don't know which side he is heading. Therefore, taking advantage of this rare opportunity to change to live in a safer place that can definitely break through the siege is the real thing.
Rational choice.
However, what Zhao Qing had not expected was that Ding Ning, who could clearly rely on the Nine-Dead Silkworm to completely control his body, could not help but have many thoughts that abandoned rationality and could even be called crazy. He was in his heart that he had picked up by chance last night.
That piece of paper and the meaningful message Ce Leng not long ago.
...
That's right, after trying to provoke an alien faction transferred from the Zhengwu Department in the Jiantian Department, Zhao Qianliang, who was not directly under his jurisdiction, went to the front of the Liling Jun Mansion to make trouble, Ye Ce Leng seemed to have left the wine shop, but in fact he was quick.
Then he turned back and flashed into the darkness of the wine shop.
At that time, her eyes were scanning the mess and finally landed next to a broken jar with some remaining wine.
Ye Celeng raised his hand and scooped up a spoonful, put it to his lips and tasted it. He frowned instantly, and spit out: "This wine is really hard to drink, just like the rotten water from washing rice, with tears mixed in the rust
salty."
During the years of investigation and handling of cases in Changling, she has seen too many things that are bright and beautiful on the surface but are as corrupt as a pillar inside. She has seen thousands or tens of thousands of cold and ruthless supervision cases, and for Zhao Qing there.
The remarks on the "Suggestions" are also deeply touched, and they truly have a clear understanding of clearing the clouds and seeing the sun.
Although in Changling, the Jiantian Si Ye Sishou is a stunning woman who is in charge of power, decisive in killing, and very fond of wearing white skirts and changing like water. She is more beautiful than those young ladies from powerful families.
He has a few different temperaments, giving people a sense of being out of heaven.
This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! But the real situation is that she was just a concubine of an ordinary merchant, and she was defeated by seeing Wang Jingmeng competing with someone on the bank of the Wei River in the past.
The enemy's elegance had the idea of practicing, so he ran away from home and found the other party's military camp, and was actually taught by swordsmanship.
Wang Jingmeng's words "Every Qin man should hold a sword" are indeed not a lie, and there is no difference in status.
Even when facing a thin and helpless lower-level Qianshou, he can still put down his figure, respect the perseverance and thoughts of every Qin man who strives for self-improvement, and help.
Ye CeLeng is a person who was truly born from the bottom of the world. She also lived a hungry meal when she was young. She tasted the cold eyes and humiliation of others one by one. But when the words that pointed out the truth jumped into it
When she was wandering in her heart, she suddenly remembered the snowy night twenty-four years ago.
At the age of ten, I was curled up under the bridge hole of the Dead River, holding a pot of soaked rice in my arms. This was the only food I brought when I left home. Even though it smelled sour, decay,
On that cold and hungry snowy night, this was her hope for survival.
Rotten grass and fishy fish floated on the frozen river surface, and the wind leaking from the gaps in the bridge cave wrapped the stinking of the corpse of the mass graves upstream.
The warm light from the wine shop on the bridge pierces the snow curtain, and several drunk noble children are picking the deer tongue with silver chopsticks. The sound of the jade cups being knocked over: "I heard that Wang Jingmeng taught swordsmanship again in the army, even the untouchables.
Can you learn?”
"Isn't that?" The young man in a sable cloak poured wine on the snow, and saw the ice crystal reflecting a colorful halo: "The day before yesterday, a slave escaped from my mansion. He dared to say that he was going to join the army and learn swordsmanship-
Haha, this kind of inferior person is also worthy of holding a sword? is also worthy of practicing?"
Ye Ce Leng still remembers how he cut his frozen fingers into the crack of the bricks, climbing to the height of the back wall of the wine shop like a devil. While the aristocratic family raised their heads and laughed without any warning, they suddenly pulled the jar in the jar.
The rotten rice water poured on his face.
Then, without having time to take a look, she turned around and ran to the Bianmasi Station on the south bank of the Hegang. As the pursuers cursed, she suddenly remembered the last few yellowed rice on the inner wall of the pottery jar - which should have been left for New Year's Eve
, but it was stuck on the man's hair and fermented.
But before he could get far, he was caught up by those aristocratic families.
The cold fist, the wanton insult came like raindrops, and she half knelt in the snow, her hands tightly protecting her head, and the snow water mixed with blood soaked her clothes. When the golden silk shoes of the aristocratic family ran over her fingers,
It was Wang Jingmeng, who had returned from the camp, who used his sword sheath to open the man's throat.
In the blood flowers blooming on the snow, the blue-shirted swordsman picked up a suitable iron-wood sword and stuffed it into her palm. His voice was as warm as charcoal: "The sword is straight, and the human heart should be straight."
But when she really held the sword in the army, she realized that the world was as bent as a snake's mountain road.
The elixirs of the monks in the army are always provided to the children of aristocratic families first, and the pensions of the fallen soldiers must be deducted by the seven yamen. Last winter, she secretly executed the corrupt criminals, and the people kneeling at the execution ground were cheering for "the wise and wise" - they were used to it from
I picked up food residue from my fingers.
Feeling the sour and astringent taste of wine, Ye Celeng suddenly raised his head and his eyes penetrated the newly reborn holes of the rammed earth courtyard wall next to it. The frost flowers reflected the shadow of Changling City in the morning light:
The cargo porter hurriedly with a hard cooked cake in his arms, and their monthly money was only two pieces; the blood-stained fingers of the city's south weaving lady shuttled between the dragon yarns, and the lights at the third day exchanged for half a hanging copper coins; and the Liling Jun Mansion
The glazed tiles are reflecting the sunlight into a rainbow, and each of them is worth half a year of food for the poor alley.
"Where should a real good sword slash?"
Before leaving, she suddenly chuckled and pointed to a sword. The water droplets round like tears were grinding deep ravines on the wall: "That man once said, 'If the Qin people were bullied, every Qin people could hold on.
The sword rose, who dared to bully me in the Qin people in the world? I have remembered this sentence for many years."
"But he never saw through until his death. What really hit the back of the Qin people was this heavy shackle called "Qin System"!"
...
Recalling the sound of the repetition of the white-clothed officer's head half an hour ago when he was about to leave in the shop, cold sweat oozed out of Ding Ning's forehead. He suddenly saw clearly that every patch on the wine flag was a devastating wound to the people's livelihood.
The chats of those drunkards who heard "drunk eyes" were now strung into a chain of shock in their minds:
The farmer's ankles are tied with iron shackles of "household tax" and the craftsman is wearing a copper shackle of "city tax" on his neck. The shoulder pole on the shoulder of the porter presses the stone tablet of "force tax". The tip of the weaver shuttle leads the bloodline of "city rent", Lian Zhizi
The malt candy in the children's pocket is covered with the "sweet sugar" green glow...
Countless Qin people who bent down to work, their shadows were entangled by tax chains, and finally pulled away from the black hole that had entered the sky above the imperial city, and turned into the capital for the extravagant life of the powerful. However, ordinary people suffered under this heavy oppression.
struggle.
When the apprentice of Dongshi Satin Village blinded his eyes, the tax-deductible silk book donated by the boss said "Hundreds of blind people who are loyal to him"; when the apprentice of the military weapon supervisor broke three fingers due to the explosion of the furnace, the supervisor was the chief supervisor to take Xuan Tie
The fragments are mixed with the next batch of arrowheads - where the real "blind people of Qin" is hidden!
"I suddenly thought, there was one thing I might be able to do."
Ding Ning put down the bowls and chopsticks, straightened up like a sword spine, and his firm and persistent voice seemed to overlap with Wang Jingmeng of the past: "Tell the Qin people all over the world who hold the sword in their hands."
"It is good to have such an idea, but you have to have the right strength to match it." Zhao Qing was also thinking about it and noticed the change in the other party's thoughts: "I just created the "Taixu Zodiac"
"Jade Jue", Ding Ning, come and study it."
After saying that, she glanced at the broken pottery pieces that had not been cleaned up on the ground. Some of them immediately jumped and flew away. All the edges and corners were worn away by nature, and they were refired in a vague furnace.
The wine jar looks like a standing on the counter.
Ding Ning narrowed his eyes slightly. He recognized that during this period, he had combined the grinding stone sword technique, Lishui God Art, Tiandi Honglu and other moves with very special meaning. It seemed that his guess was not much wrong. It happened yesterday.
Those big events are indeed unrelated to the other party.
Looking at the tacit cooperation presented by Ye Celeng and Zhao Qing, and the reproduction of the Grinding Stone Sword Technique and the famous quotes of that person, this can lead to more thrilling conclusions.