Spring celebrations, summer rewards, autumn punishments, and winter punishments are long-standing rules.
The "Jishui Dragon God" Tuomeng King has actually not been convicted yet, but he knows that there is no hope of hiding unless there is a way to overturn the moral ethics set by the ancestors and emperors.
Otherwise, death is certain, it just depends on how you die.
Although there was no high-profile discussion in Xiayi about how to give a god a gold medal to avoid death, the issue of mental retardation at the court meeting was still widely circulated in the capital.
Although the little emperor's behavior can be excused by his youth, the emperor is the emperor. If the emperor does this, of course the people can shut up, but they can't suppress the various dissatisfaction in their hearts.
Who said prices in the capital have been rising for the fifth year?
The people of Xiayi may not care much about the dire straits of the people on both sides of the Huai River thousands of miles away. However, the dire straits of the people on both sides of the Huai River will cause difficulties in the transportation of materials. The final result will make the lives of the people in the capital also become dire.
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Therefore, to save others from disasters is to save yourself.
The ordinary people in the roots of Huangcheng still understand this truth.
It was precisely because I understood that I felt extremely angry when the young emperor discussed how to reduce the death penalty for the "Jishui Dragon God" at the court meeting.
Fire that cannot be spread is still fire.
You must know that this is not a routine meeting. Under normal circumstances, the civil and military teams will not gather together in the front hall to discuss national affairs.
Normally, decisions made by the central committee are resolved internally by each department. Only when major issues arise that require the cooperation of multiple departments, they will be discussed together through a court meeting.
In other words, the little emperor wasted a lot of officials' precious time in an important meeting.
This is why the Minister of the Ministry of Civil Affairs was so angry that he started to vent his anger. It was not until Ji Tianxia, the minister of the Ministry of Rites, that he smoothed things over, and then he calmed down a little.
In fact, after the country's affairs were corrupted, everyone was generally anxious. However, as the apparent leader, the little emperor was still engaging in mysterious things. How could this not make people angry?
The old minister is like this, and the common people are not like this.
Our rice, noodles, grains and oils are not as good as the favors from gods, right?
This lively news spread widely among the good people, and many elves in the capital told each other about it. As a result, Wei Hao was in Taiyang Mansion. Although no one was dreaming about it, all kinds of excitement actually came from a group of house sparrows.
I heard it from my mouth.
The first month of the year is not easy for the little birds. There are many people in Xiayi who are competing with the beasts for a bite to eat. There is no way. At least the little birds can fly, but they can fly farther.
"The capital shouldn't be short of food, right?"
Wei Hao frowned, "I heard from a royal family that there are three major granaries in the capital, and with the vast arable land in the Central Plains, how can there be a shortage of food?"
"Your Majesty, what you are talking about was all five years ago. Even the mice in Sancang's warehouse were starving and thin. Where is there any extra food now? My sister made a meal for someone.
I was so hungry during the papering work, and even ate the paste secretly..."
A red-billed flower magpie is from the Tori family in Beijing. He works as a "family guardian fairy" in the home of a female dyeing shop worker. He was saved by the daughter of that family when he was young. By chance, he took a breath of spiritual energy and became wise and gave birth to a child.
Now that it is difficult to find food in the capital, it flies farther every day to get some fish and meat back.
"How could it be so bad? I see that the teams coming and going from the capital are all fine."
"Your Majesty, you also said that we are a team. Like my sister, can she walk far? She can't walk, she doesn't have the ability."
The red-billed flower magpie combed its feathers with its beak, and then said, "My family is pretty good, and I still have a job. I can also go out and get some meat, mice, frogs, as long as it's food, just stir it up and you won't die." You can still survive. Some unlucky families have sold their sons and daughters."
"It's the most beautiful place in the capital, isn't it?"
"Ouch!"
The elf immediately sighed, "Your Majesty, you just said that the Central Plains has vast arable land, right?"
"right."
"The little one flew out from Xiayi, and for a hundred miles to the east, there was no one inhabited, and there were wastelands everywhere."
"Ah?" Wei Hao was surprised, "If you have land but don't plant it, what the hell is going on?"
He is a little expert in farming in Weijiawan. He feels awkward when he sees the wasted land, unless it is used for fallow.
"Growing, but when it comes to farming, don't you have to farm your own land? If you can't farm your own land, then it's normal to rent other people's land, right? However, within a hundred miles of Xiayi, as long as there are acres of fertile farmland , the land is owned by the owner, how can it be rented out casually?"
Frowning his brows, Wei Hao suddenly understood that this was probably not a typical land annexation, a normal scene in the last years of the dynasty.
Do you know the monarchs and ministers of the Great Xia Dynasty?
I know, but I'm afraid there's nothing I can do.
Which of these landowners is not a relative of the emperor, and which one is not a powerful official in the court?
In fact, why are the emperors, ministers and ministers themselves not landlords?
It was the extremely enlightened "uncle of the emperor" Naojiulang. He did not become a vassal, but he had his own fiefdom.
But the area around the capital was like a no-man's land, which still opened Wei Hao's eyes.
Living in the capital is not easy, but talking about it is no problem.
But if people who have lived in the capital for a long time have a place to establish themselves, obviously there will be no such difficulty.
"So, Your Majesty, this Great Xia Dynasty is definitely coming to an end. Your Majesty, you should make plans early or find another way out."
"How is Xiayi's fortune in protecting the city and the country?"
Wei Hao ignored the red-billed flower magpie's complaint, but asked something that he had not paid attention to originally, but was actually very important.
"Protecting the city and national destiny?"
Stunned for a moment, the red-billed flower magpie didn't know how to describe it for a while, "Your Majesty, I can't really tell you how small it is. I think there are more. I can come in and out very easily now. It's not just me. There are actually a lot of people in the capital now." There are three to four million elves, especially insect monsters, who can also move in the first month..."
"..."
"But to say it's not the case, we, the 'Baojiaxian', want to use our magic power or something, but we still can't. We are still restricted."
"Well……"
Rubbing his chin, Wei Hao suddenly felt that he had seen this situation before, as if it had replaced the national destiny...
Isn't it right here in "Jiangjiagou"?
Suppressing the majestic momentum of the "Three God Lords" is the legacy of the Qing Emperor.
The aftertaste of human ancestors?
Could it be that it was the founder of the Great Xia Dynasty and the final influence of King Yu?
It's not impossible.
But all the truth will not be known until he goes to the capital to take the exam.
With Yuan Hong, the evil spirit, in the capital, any kind of moth may be possible.
It may not necessarily be the influence of the Human Emperor.
"By the way, Your Majesty, there is an altar to protect the country near the imperial city. When I flew there, I felt particularly strong. I think this great national master does have some abilities."
"The altar of national protection?"
"Exactly."
"What does it look like? Can you describe it?"
"Of course, the little one is... eh?" The red-billed flower magpie was about to describe it, but found that he couldn't describe it. He knew it clearly, but he couldn't explain why.
Wei Hao immediately knew that there was a mechanism in the Altar of Protecting the Country, and the memories of people and elves who saw it would be interfered with, and they would not be able to describe it in the end.
Wei Hao had seen this method many times in the underworld, so it was not unusual.
Another example is that Yuan Junping did not dare to mention "Jishui Dragon God" directly, but only dared to say "hidden dragon" because it would be sensed.
There is a god three feet above your head, and if your supernatural powers are so great, you can erase all connections with yourself.
Where there is a cause, there is an effect. If the source is erased, then the result cannot be traced back.
However, Wei Hao now also knows that most powerful people cannot erase the source. At best, they can only block it.
In short, it feels like "your search found no results".
The method is not difficult, as long as you have the ability to intervene in the rules.
Theoretically speaking, as long as Wei Hao's "martyr arrogance" is fully activated and condensed to a certain extent, he can seem to be isolated from the world.
No matter what you do at this time, no one can predict it.
It's just that Wei Hao has never done this. He walks upright and sits upright. There is nothing shameful about him.
"That's all, there's no need to force it. The 'Altar of the Protector of the Country' is covered by great magical powers. It's normal that you can't describe it. Don't force it to describe it, otherwise you will be noticed and they can curse you to death from thousands of miles away."
"Yes, yes, thank you, Your Majesty, for reminding me. Thank you, Your Majesty, for reminding me..."
Frightened out of his body by Wei Hao's words, the red-billed flower magpie thanked him repeatedly, and then asked in a low voice: "Your Majesty, can the little one... still come here to beg for food?"
"In fact, life in 'Jiangjiagou' is not easy, but there are always mountain goods. If you want to come, you will have fewer friends to come with. I'm not saying that I won't let you save a few more mouths, but we also have to compare our feelings. This mountain
The fields in the countryside are originally thin and thin, so I have to dig some for the gods and ghosts. The pigs, dogs, cattle and sheep are not all neatly arranged, but if there is a pickle dumpling, it is good."
"Hey, I've written it down. Don't worry, Your Majesty, I won't shout too much..."
The red-billed flower magpie actually understands this truth, but since it acts as an elf to protect someone else's house, as the saying goes, "the house has a kind heart", and the elf gradually understands human nature, it will naturally become more humane and gain people's hearts.
After seeing the poverty and suffering of the neighbors, I thought of helping them.
Flying so far in the first month of the year and trying to get back home with only one piece of meat and two pieces of fish is also difficult because of the ups and downs along the way.
How many people can one bird help?
Although the red-billed flower magpie was chattering and lively in front of Wei Hao, in fact, it went out for a trip and turned back, and fell asleep as soon as it closed its eyes under the eaves.
After traveling hundreds of miles, it is just a bird. Even if it does not eat or drink, it will not be of much use.
Wei Hao saw through its thoughts and didn't want it to waste its life in front of this endless pit of kindness, so he gave a reasonable and cruel reason to let the red-billed flower magpie retreat in spite of the difficulties.
However, this bird was also enlightened after all. He was like an old man in the city. He couldn't understand the good intentions behind Wei Hao's words. He was moved in his heart and secretly said: When King Wei arrives in the capital, if it can be useful,
I have to try my best...
One and a half kilograms of dried fish hung around the bird's neck. After the red-billed magpie thanked him repeatedly, he didn't stop much and flew away toward the west.
After the bird flew away, the dog sighed with emotion: "It's difficult for people to survive in this world, but it's also difficult for birds and animals to survive."
"Stop lamenting blindly. After I'm ready, I'm going to the 'Dragon Tomb'. You and Xuan Xin, it's better not to go."
"no!"
"It doesn't matter what you say. This time I go to the 'Dragon Tomb'. I have to concentrate on it. The 'Dragon Tomb' nine levels of hell are the nine levels. Bai Chen is probably on the fifth or sixth level. I have to defeat at least five or six."
Overlord of Hell. In addition, I don’t know what the attitude of the underworld dragon in the Dragon Tomb will be. If I have to fight, the extra help I need will not be in the Dragon Tomb, but in the earthly world."
"Does a gentleman need more popularity?"
"That's right. Only by being united can we gain great strength, and finally be united."
Wei Hao is a hero that ordinary people long for, and similarly, Wei Hao is also willing to fight hard for ordinary people.
Even though his own purpose has nothing to do with ordinary people and is just the pursuit of morality in his heart, this morality is just right. It is closely related to and perfectly overlaps with the desires of mortals.
Some power, if you say it ten thousand times, it is better to do it once, and it will be recognized and remembered by others.
There's nothing frivolous about it.
"Then how do I know that the gentleman needs help?"
"There will be a signal."
Wei Hao looked up at the sky and pointed his finger at the sky, "Remember to look at the stars. The battle in the 'Dragon Tomb' is no different from slaying a dragon. There will definitely be strange phenomena."
"..."
"I'm not kidding, I have such a premonition."
"..."
"Okay, I'm just talking nonsense. But I really don't have a good way. I can only convey the news through the stars. Dreaming is definitely not possible. I confirmed it with the third princess."
"Can a gentleman sense changes in the stars?"
"cannot."
Wei Hao shook his head, "But don't forget the 'Oath of Alliance', and don't forget that you are actually a 'Dalmatian' now."
"That's the little star!"
"I am still no match for the gods, but just because I am no match does not mean that I cannot fight, nor does it mean that there is no possibility of victory. There will always be a moment when even a child can easily kill a strong man."
"..."
Gouzi was confused by what he heard, but he vaguely felt that his gentleman might have made a breakthrough.
"Then when will the gentleman go to the 'Dragon Tomb'?"
"Now."
"What? Now?!"
"good."
After saying this, Wei Hao shouted: "Where is the God of Sun Travel!"
"The little god is here, the little god is here..."
The crying Riyushen hurriedly appeared, then raised his hand to draw a circle, and a passage suddenly appeared. Wei Hao was about to step in when he looked back at Gouzi and said, "By the way, remember to go home early."
"Woof!"
When he screamed, there was no sentimental difference. In an instant, yin and yang were separated.
It was obviously not a separation between life and death, but Gouzi actually felt a little bit like that.
Wei Hao arrived in the underworld again. At the end of the slowly flowing underworld, there was a sea. There, the underworld ship was bound for the "Dragon Tomb". After seeing Wei Hao coming, he immediately hung up the guiding light and then headed towards the sea.