All Heavens Gou Xian

Chapter 225 Ten Years Later (Fourth Update)

Talking with Chen Hu in detail all the way, Luo Feng learned a lot of information.

The Daxiong Xian Dynasty is based on military merits, nobles and old clans. The rulers have surnames, and the common people have surnames without surnames.

The veteran swordsman of the Xuan'an gang is also a nobleman, but he was kicked out of his house and can only sell private salt in Xuan'an County.

"The white gloves of the noble family?" Luo Feng nodded thoughtfully, and then asked casually, "Do you know which family the old sword is from?!"

"This..." Chen Hu looked embarrassed and hesitated.

Luo Feng understood, and didn't press the question, but changed the subject: "What is the maximum distance we can go in this line of business?"

Chen Hu thought for a while: "Anyuan, Xuan'an, Xisha... maybe four or five counties."

Luo Feng smiled knowingly, no accident, the old swordsman's family was among them, and they were very prominent.

Otherwise, you can't do it, private salt business.

Such things as intelligence are created in this way.

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At night, there is a slight wind and waves, and the river is full of stars.

Under the shining of the stars, Chen Hu led Luo Feng to a brightly lit courtyard.

Stepping into the courtyard, Luo Feng first noticed that it wasn't the handle of the old knife, but the pearl on the roof.

With the power stone function, the prohibition drawn inside is relative to the circuit.

Seeing that Luo Feng first paid attention to the jewel of the magic weapon, the old swordman was not displeased, but laughed out loud: "Sir, I haven't seen the light ball for a long time. It must have been hard work for many years."

"This thing, I, Daxiong, has already started mass production, and I will give it to my husband some other day."

Luo Feng savored the words carefully and felt the connotation in them.

The more he talked, the more mistakes he made, Luo Feng was not ready to speak, and he sensed that the old swordsman had some sympathy for him and regarded him as a vulnerable group.

With a thought, he clenched his hands into fists, blue veins popped out of his fair skin, his eyes couldn't help being a little moist, he was about to cry, he wanted to cry.

Sure enough, the old swordsman made up his own brain, and then sighed: "The old man is gone, why should you remember it, my Daxiong didn't kill all the nobles of the six countries."

"Voluntary defectors can be granted household registration to Nobita, and start over."

It turns out that the old swordsman regards me as a remnant of the six kingdoms, no wonder, my family's skin is not to mention overwhelming, it is also magnificent, extraordinary temperament, must be the ruling class, but I can't show my household registration.

Besides the remnant nobles of the Six Kingdoms, who else has these two characteristics.

After thinking about it for a while, Luo Feng revealed a look of grief and indignation, and said decisively: "The old country is destroyed, and it is already a humiliation to live in vain. How can you take refuge in the enemy's country? Feng would rather die."

Hearing this, the old swordsman's eyes flashed with joy, but he still pretended to be calm and comforted: "Since sir is unwilling to join the imperial court, my Xuan'an gang is willing to hire you as a consultant, and every time you sell salt, you will get half of the net profit."

"What do you think sir?"

Luo Feng pondered for a while, and said with some hesitation: "After I am a noble, how can I serve the common people."

The old swordsman laughed loudly when he heard the words: "Sir, I don't know, I can be a nobleman, but the business is not worth it, so I can't involve the family."

l Luo Feng's expression loosened after hearing the words, and after turning around in place a few times, he looked up to the sky and sighed: "That's the only way, I will meet the master's house in Xiafengshu."

"Don't dare to be, don't dare to be." The old swordsman took a step back and returned a half-respect: "In the future, I will be a brother, and I will be Lei Meng, and I will fight for it."

"I've seen brother Chong."

Luo Feng smiled lightly, his household registration, food and clothing issues have been settled.It seems that there is still potential to dig deep. Raymond's first tool man must be used well to become the first pot of gold.

A few days later, Luo Feng finally understood why Lei Meng had to recruit him.

In this era, although magic tools have been mass-produced, only the ruling class, nobles, civil servants and generals can enjoy the benefits they enjoy.

The literacy rate of the common people is extremely low, and it is slightly better in the areas farther from the Central Plains. There may be one literate person in a hundred people, but Xuan'an County is in a peripheral area, surrounded by mountains, and it is not possible to find one literate person in a thousand people.

In the entire Xuan'an County, there are not a few literati who have read books. It is the right of nobles to read and read.

As for the level of counselor, don't be kidding, there may be a few third-rate characters in the county.

In such a big environment, illiterate ordinary people can only engage in agriculture, or go to factories to assemble parts one after another until they also become a part of the factory.

"People's livelihood is difficult?!"

Luo Feng held his pen and stared, as if seeing Daxiong Xianchao turned into a giant factory under the control of a huge giant hand.

Everyone works repeatedly in this factory, day after day, and finally becomes a part.

Is this form okay? !It is definitely not friendly to the people at the bottom, but for the high-level people, the higher the level, the more benefits they can enjoy.

But the people at the bottom, why should they endure this kind of exploitation?

"Because they don't have a choice."

Luo Feng asked himself and answered, he seemed to have seen how to crack the Xianxiong Empire.

The right to choose is always the most important right, whether it is for Da Luo or for ordinary people.

Because the big Luo has countless choices, he can do whatever he wants, while ordinary mortals seem to have choices, but in fact they only have one choice.

Compared with the war in the Seven Kingdoms, the days when the flames of war were raging, precarious, and even food was not available, Xianxiong was undoubtedly a paradise.

In Xianxiong, you can eat food, no matter how hard or tired you are, you can also eat food, and you will not be starved to death.

As for eating meat and eating enough, I dare not imagine that since ancient times, it has been the right of the noble lord to eat meat.

Luo Feng withdrew his gaze and moved the pen.

There is a word in my heart, it has always been like this, right? !

Ten years later.

Luo Feng seems to have matured a lot. After ten years, Luo Feng has a clear understanding of the strength of Dao Xianxiong Empire.

The more you know, the more shocking you will be.

So in the past ten years, Luo Feng did not take any special measures, but actively integrated into the Xuan'an Gang and became a member of it.

On my own one-acre three-point land, experiment with the superiority and specific implementation of the right to choose.

In the past ten years, the gang leader Lei Meng has also relied more and more on Luo Feng, asking for answers to everything.

But recently Raymond came a little too often, and Luo Feng couldn't bear it.

The reason is that Raymond wants to expand.

With Luo Feng's help, the Xuan'an Gang gradually grew, and it was about to expand five years ago.

However, Luo Feng pushed him down with all his strength, and the reason was naturally that he was not stable enough.

Sending troops without full confidence is simply giving away the head. In case a real fairy on the side of the road sees that you are not pleasing to the eye and kills it, wouldn't it be a failure.

Facing the ebullient voices from the gang, Luo Feng remained expressionless, entered the house of the five hall masters at night, and beat up the five hall masters of the nine levels of Houtian.

Coupled with the support of the gang leader, there is no voice of opposition within the gang.

Five years have passed, and there are more and more voices wanting to expand, so many that it affects the leader Raymond.

On this day, Raymond hurried in with a message.

Hastily said:

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【The author is not feeling well. He will go to see a doctor tomorrow. Today is the fourth watch, and he will ask for a day off tomorrow】

　I found some comments, the mystery disappeared
　　
　
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