Kunlun one millet

Chapter 198 Greedy and plundering the people

"Gloomy yellow sausage wood, ancient temple beam wood, and thunderbolt peach jujube wood, twelve each, have been transported here."

Standing on the bank of the river, Zhao Mi watched the soldiers bring the thick logs ashore. Jiang Ru held the books next to him and said, "The county government sent people here just now. They said that the place where the mandala was arranged has been cleaned up and they can go there at any time. .”

"En." Zhao Mi responded casually.

Jiang Ru continued: "Originally, the magistrate of Boyang County wanted to come to the pier to pay a visit, but I said you didn't like to welcome us, so I declined. He sent two maids, and a box of women's jewelry and plain gauze gowns. I also stayed."

Zhao Mi had a weird expression: "Why did he send these things?"

Jiang Ru smiled faintly: "That was given to me. These county magistrates saw that I was always by your side, so they put their minds on me. The plain gauze gown is as thin as a cicada's wing, and the skin is faintly visible after wearing it. It can add to the fun of the boudoir."

Zhao Mi shook his head: "Boring."

"You can't say that." Jiang Ru said: "Shangling County is rich in silk and silk. In the manor of the local wealthy family, there are thousands of loom brocade workers, which can be regarded as a local specialty. And people see you and I come and go together , naturally treat me as your concubine."

Zhao Mi said, "If you feel uncomfortable, I can arrange for you to go elsewhere."

"I'm not the kind of young lady who is afraid to show her face." Jiang Ru said with a calm smile: "Besides, without me, you have to be distracted from all kinds of chores. It's not good if the scientific rituals are not handled properly. As for others Look, I don't care anymore."

Zhao Mi nodded and said nothing more.Jiang Ru is not a weak woman, so she doesn't need to comfort her too much.

After counting the required spiritual materials, Zhao Mi came to the place where the mandala will be arranged. This place is located in the northeast of the county, and there are several wells nearby.

The place where the energy of the earth veins occurs is not entirely in the wilderness and remote mountains.It would be better to say that the place where mortals live in the world is not a random choice.The water flow is visible to the naked eye, and ordinary people also have a subtle sense of the qi mechanism of the earth veins, and they are not completely unaware.

It's just that ordinary people's daily life, feces and filth seep into the ground, accumulate over time, even the blessed land of clean air will be infected, thereby blocking the air orifice, and ruining the Shangjialing acupoint.

As Zhao Mi went northward, he found several spiritual lands destroyed by mundane filth, and the surrounding land veins were blocked, and the water veins became salty and undrinkable.These places can't be used to set up the mandala at all, and even the officials and soldiers of the altar of talismans walked around.

"After all, not everyone has the cultivation level of cutting grains." Zhao Shu couldn't help sighing when he thought about it. He remembered that in the jade book of Xuanpu, it mentioned how to clean up the filth of the blessed land. It is far from what ordinary people can do, and the superficial monks are also helpless.

What's more, as the level of immortal cultivators rises, they gradually dislike the smell of five grains and meat. They eat buds without grains, and drink dew when they eat clouds, so as to avoid the turbidity of the viscera.

"You guys come to set it up. I have followed me for so long these days. I have taught everything that needs to be taught. How much I have learned, it is time to test the results." Zhao Mi waved casually at several disciples of the Jiangzhen Hall.

Of course, it is impossible for Zhao Mi to complete all the mandala arrangements in various parts of the Huaxu Kingdom. In addition to compiling the rituals and regulations, he will also pass on the well-organized rituals and rituals to the monks of the Jiangzhen Pavilion.

Let them arrange some mandala that are not very important, and Zhao Mi will inspect them, and remind them if they do something wrong.

The ceremonies and ceremonies of the ceremonies themselves are also a fusion of the essence of the predecessors. The foundation of altar rituals lies in the five directions of heaven and earth. It is easy to learn but difficult to master.If you really want to have a deep look at the mystery, you need to spend a lot of effort in polishing your mind.

However, Zhao Shu didn't expect others to be proficient in the rituals and rituals of the officials of praise. The old rules and regulations have been abandoned, and now everyone is in the overall situation set by Liang Tao.

Zhao Mi watched several junior disciples cut wood, whittled it into wooden cones, nailed them into the corners of the mandala one by one after reciting mantras and sacrifices, and nodded slightly, but looked into the distance of the long street.

"Someone is making noise?" Jiang Ru also noticed it.

In order to arrange the mandala and not be disturbed by idlers, local officials often send yamen soldiers to drive away the people.Zhao Mi once advised the local officials not to make a big show of fanfare, but the layout of the mandala should also avoid unnecessary miscellaneous, so as to keep the energy pure.Therefore, in order to please Zhao Mi, local governments often act vigorously, regardless of the livelihood of the people.

This time Zhao Mi noticed the voices of the people shouting in the distance, shouting something like "I beg to see the Marquis of Zhenming", "I beg the Marquis of Zhenming to be the master of the common people".The yamen guards guarding near the mandala were also merciless, and beat them severely with sticks.

"Go and persuade them, don't let them go too far." Zhao Mi said to Jiang Ru: "If the people have any grievances, please help me pay attention."

Jiang Ru left immediately when she heard the words, and saw her quickly come to the other side of the long street, and saw dozens of yamen servants beating a group of shabby-dressed people with sticks. Judging from their clothes, they should be poor villagers.

"Stop!" Jiang Ruqing yelled, and sacrificed Yangbo Caifeng Conch, and the wind blew on the flat ground, separating the yamen servants and villagers.

Seeing Jiang Ru coming, the county magistrate who was sitting idle under the eaves quickly put down his warm hands and embraced the stove, and went forward to greet him, "I don't know what the envoy has ordered? Could it be that Marquis Zhenming wants to summon the lower officials?"

"What are you doing? Why are you torturing the people for no reason?" Jiang Ru glanced at the scene, and some villagers had already been beaten to the point where their heads were bleeding and their bones were broken.

The county magistrate hurriedly said: "A group of unruly people are used to being lawless. If they disturb the envoy, the subordinate officials will fail their duties!"

"Don't prevaricate with such words!" Jiang Ru followed Zhao Mi, and she had a lot of experience. She knew that these local officials would not be able to ask questions.

So Jiang Ru took out a few elixirs, crushed them directly and stuffed them into the wind-gathering snails, and then activated the magic weapon to attract wind and water, and the elixirs turned into a mist, which floated directly to the injured villagers, stopping bleeding and removing blood stasis, and took effect quickly.

"Marquis Zhenming asked me to come, what grievance do you have? Just say it." Jiang Ru said.

The magistrate of Boyang wanted to stop him, but Jiang Ru stared at him so hard that he couldn't open his mouth.

"Immortal Master, Immortal Master Mingjian!" Old man Hu had no time to be shocked, and quickly knelt down on the ground: "We are villagers in the vicinity of Boyang County. Because the master of the manor forced us to replant mulberry seedlings, we had to take risks to survive. Come here before you die, and beg the Marquis of Zhenming to be the master of Xiaomin!"

"Please Marquis Zhenming be the master for the common people!" All the villagers knelt down and shouted, weeping.

Jiang Ru didn't understand all of a sudden, and thought that planting mulberry seedlings was nothing more than raising silkworms and weaving silk, and the profit should be much higher than farming grain and rice. Why did these villagers come to complain?
"The envoy! Don't listen to the nonsense of these unruly people!" The county magistrate broke out in a cold sweat. A few days ago, the Chiyang Wang family sent several groups to ask him to send yamen servants to a place in Boyang. Promote the replanting of mulberry seedlings.

In the past, this persuasion of Nong Sang can be regarded as good governance on the part of the official.But the magistrate of Boyang County knew that the Wang family of Chiyang suddenly wanted to change a large amount of rice into mulberry seedlings, and there must be great benefits in it.He even asked the local officials to participate in it, probably in order to take the opportunity to annex the land wantonly.

The county magistrate of Boyang understands that although he is a county magistrate, how can he compare to Chiyang Wang, one of the bloodlines of the Chongxuan Pavilion?The family's manor property spans counties and counties. If they are not willing, they don't need to ask their relatives in the court to write a letter of impeachment.

"Quick! Get rid of these gangsters!" The magistrate of Boyang was impatient: "If you let them spoil the important event of Marquis Zhenming, you will not be able to cut off a thousand heads!"

"Presumptuous!" Jiang Ru flicked her sleeves, and the wind blade scraped three sharp marks on the ground: "Marquis Zhenming ordered me to come and ask, how can you make your own decisions?"

Jiang Ru knew that Zhao Mi had no right to interfere in local government affairs and civil affairs if he really wanted to follow the court's duties.But Zhao Shu's personal authority and prestige are too strong now, and even people like Chu Shizhong cannot be overthrown. If local officials want to resist, they have to weigh their own weight.

As soon as Jiang Ru made a move, those yamen servants didn't dare to move.At this time, the wind conch in Jiang Ru's hand suddenly flew up by itself, and Zhao Mi's voice came from it:

"I am Zhao Mi, Marquis of Zhenming. You wait here for a while, and I will come later to ask about the cause and effect."

The villagers and officials present were all amazed at this kind of technique, but they didn't know how Zhao Mi's voice came from.

Old man Hu had seen the monk's magical skills on the battlefield before, and he was a little relieved to hear Zhao Mi speak the sound transmission himself.

On the other hand, the county magistrate of Boyang was nervous and uneasy, and secretly ordered his subordinates: "Hurry up and send a message to the Wang family of Chiyang, saying that Marquis Zhenming has already known about planting mulberry seedlings, and I'm afraid he has bad intentions."

Zhao Mi, who was outside the mandala, knew the situation on the other side of the long street well, but he didn't come forward immediately, but after seeing the mandala was properly arranged, he personally performed the method adjustment and connected the energy of the earth veins. Come and ask.

The villagers were still kneeling on the spot. When the magistrate of Boyang saw Zhao Mi, he immediately went to see him, and then said, "The Marquis of Zhenming doesn't know something. Don't look at these ragged people in Shengdou, but they are really very cunning. They may have found it elsewhere." Knowing that Marquis Zhenming is coming, they gathered people to make noise to win Marquis Zhenming's sympathy. But these people have impure intentions, they are definitely not the kind of loyal and diligent people, maybe they want to use Marquis Zhenming to seek personal gain."

"I have my own way to understand the specific situation." Zhao Mi's expression did not change.

The county magistrate of Boyang said again: "How about this, how about Marquis Zhenming go to the government office to rest first, and the next official is promoted to the hall to inquire about the truth, and then Marquis Zhenming will have a look at it?"

"Then you separated these villagers in the middle of the road, intimidated and lured them, so as to divide them, so that the words in the hall were inconsistent, and the matter was covered up casually, right?" Zhao Mi smiled lightly.

The county magistrate of Boyang was also sweating profusely in the winter. He didn't expect that Zhao Mi was not the kind of master cultivator who knew little about common affairs, and he couldn't hide it from him.

"I'll ask here." Zhao Mi came to the old man Hu and waved his sleeves in the air, making the villagers stand up involuntarily.

"What happened? You just say it." Zhao Mi didn't promise casually. He didn't know who was involved in the matter, but he already had a premonition in his heart.

Old man Hu bowed and saluted and said: "We are all villagers near the county seat. A few days ago, the head of Zhuang Yong led a group of Zhuang Yong's family members to ask our village not to plant rice grains after spring sowing, but to plant mulberry seedlings instead."

"The fields in your village belong to other families? You can't decide what to plant?" Zhao Mi asked.

Old man Hu replied: "Not all of them, about half of them are the farmland of Mr. Wang. People in the village rent the fields to grow grain, and pay the rent to the farmer after the autumn harvest. If they borrowed seeds and cattle, there are more Pay off a debt."

"If you can't pay the rent, you have to pay it with land. Isn't it?" Zhao Mi said.

Old man Hu and a group of villagers nodded with difficulty, and Zhao Mi said again: "If I guessed correctly, the head of the village must have raised the rent for this year. In fact, he is forcing you to replant mulberry seedlings to pay off the rent. .And you have planted mulberry seedlings in the fields of your village, and the food is running low, so you have to buy food from Mr. Wang. If you do this again and again, this year, not to mention nothing, the fields of the entire village may have to be taken in.”

Speaking of this, some villagers couldn't bear to hear it, and immediately howled loudly, fell to their knees again, and begged Zhao Mi to save him.

"It's a desperate plan." Zhao Mi gritted his teeth, and Jiang Ru knew that he had murderous intentions when he saw this expression.

"Master Wang, which Master Wang is it?" Zhao Mi asked.

Old man Hu said with a wry smile: "They are all Lord Wang. In Boyang County, and even the entire Shangling County, there are very few fields that are not owned by Lord Wang. They are all one family."

"Chiyang Wang, I see." Zhao Mi sneered, and then said, "Where is your village? I'll go with you."

Hearing this, old man Hu's eyes lit up. He was just putting all his eggs in one basket. He didn't expect that Zhao Mi really planned to intervene, let alone that a dignitary like him would condescend to come here.

"It's a day's walk to the west of the county seat." Old man Hu said quickly.

Zhao Mi turned to Jiang Ru and said, "Call some carriages and I'll take them back. You pack your things here."

Jiang Ru stepped forward and asked in a low voice: "Are you really going? I think it will be more beneficial for these people to replant mulberry seedlings. If you intervene in it, is it a big deal?"

"The Wang family of Chiyang is doing something to change rice into mulberry for their own self-interest. It is clear that they want to drive the people to a dead end, so that they can annex the land!" Zhao Shu gritted his teeth: "Replanting mulberry seedlings seems to be more profitable, but silkworm breeding Silk reeling, silk weaving, none of the latter can be done by ordinary people.

Even if a small village needs to replant mulberry seedlings, the Wang family of Chiyang must plan to weave a large amount of silk. At that time, there will be a lot of silk in the market. Even if small households can weave it by themselves, the silk in their hands will immediately become worthless!Not everyone is like us, gold cakes and silver cakes can be rewarded at hand, but many people still have to exchange cloth and silk for daily expenses to survive! "

Jiang Ru was slightly taken aback, she really didn't expect this just now.It seems that Zhao Mi's experience when he was in charge of Jianjiaguan made him see a lot of things.

Zhao Mi then turned to Boyang County Magistrate and said, "I know that you have colluded with Chiyang Wang and sent someone to contact them. Then tell me by the way, Zhenminghou Zhao Mi is waiting for Chi Yang Mrs. Wang, come here!"

(End of this chapter)