The ancestors of the demon gate will pass through

Chapter 27 The Emperor of the Human Realm ([-]-character chapter)

When the world is in chaos, the human world is exceptionally prosperous and prosperous.

The sky is bright and the air is clear, and the spring breeze blows over the fertile soil. Unlike the young and old who need to work in the fields, the elderly and children are generally leisurely and at ease in this favorable year.

"Grandpa Tong, Grandpa Tong! Tell us the story of the Dingguo War!" Under the old elm tree at the entrance of the village, a group of children surrounded a kind old man with white beard and hair, chattering and laughing.

"Okay, okay, find a place to sit down! Listen to me tell a story!" The old man agreed to the children's request with a smile, and the urchins who were still playing just now heard that they were about to tell a story, and all of them calmed down.

"Speaking of the Dingguo War, you Grandpa Tong, I have personally experienced it. It happened 50 years ago. At that time, I was a young man in his early twenties, and I took the position of a small school in the Yongning Army!" The old man's tone Gentle and gentle, squinting his eyes, shaking his body lightly, as if wandering in the long river of memory.

"Grandpa Tong, Grandpa Tong! Aren't you a civil servant? Why have you become a general again?" A tiger-headed boy interrupted the old man's memory, rubbed his head and said with some doubts, "Listen to my parents, you But a very big civil servant, what's his name?"

"Yipin! Grandpa Tong was a high-ranking official named Yipin before he returned to his hometown!" The children who knew it shouted, and the young urchins didn't know what "Yipin" represented. They show off.

"It is the tradition of our Great Zhou Dynasty to go out and enter the prime minister. Since the founding of the country, it has been carried on for [-] years and has never been shaken!" The old man will not be angry because of the ignorance of the children, but encourages them to set a great goal. Goal, "Start exercising well now, read the scriptures well, and when you grow up, join the army and become a general on horseback. If you accumulate enough military merits, you will be able to become a 'first rank' like your grandpa Tong!"

"Grandpa Tong, we want to hear the story of the Dingguo War, but you haven't finished yet!" The children still care more about interesting stories than exercising and familiarizing themselves with scriptures.

"I remember that year, there was a severe drought in the world, the people were in dire straits, the world spread wild rumors that the emperor was unvirtuous, and countless refugees rose up..." The tone of the old man changed with the change of the story, sometimes sad and impassioned, "At that time, I brought My own group of brothers drove the refugees, but unexpectedly fell into the ambush of the rebels. The black heads emerged from the withered grass, from behind the rocks, and from all the places you can imagine, or you can't imagine. Surround yourself with your brethren."

"Just when we were in despair, a firearms battalion from Yujing City happened to pass by, and they rescued us with the latest spontaneous firearms in their hands." The old man smacked his lips as if he still had lingering fear.

"What kind of self-propelled gun?" The children were more curious about the weapon.

"The sun is setting! Let's all go home for dinner!" The mother of a child came under the old elm tree and drove the group of children home for dinner. At the same time, she smiled apologetically at the old storyteller, "I really bothered you, Boss Tong. people!"

"Nothing is troublesome, don't bother me, don't call me Mrs. Tong, my old bones have returned to my hometown, just call me Uncle Tong according to the genealogy." Without the surrounding of children, the old man's kind face He couldn't help being a little more dignified, "Tell me, what do you want to do with an old man like me?"

"Well, Mrs. Tong, no, Uncle Tong." Seeing the old man's hesitant expression, the woman hastily changed her words, "That's what happened. My family is planning to raise funds in the village to build a hydraulic plant by the Xiaoqing River. , after all, you have been a high-ranking official and have far more knowledge than us foolish men and women, we want to hear your old opinion."

"Xiaowangzhuang, our neighboring village, built one last year, and now I heard that the income is quite good." As if afraid of the old man's objection, the woman continued.

"The old man is not the old-fashioned type, but I think the hydraulic plant is fine. The flow of the Xiaoqing River is not large, so it can't afford any big factories." The old man continued to speak slowly, regardless of the woman whose complexion suddenly changed: "Thank you!" Due to the old relationship between the disciples, the imperial court will build a firepower factory near our village next month, and the factory using peat is much more reliable than the factory using water."

"This, thank you, sir!" The woman who suddenly turned from sadness to joy was already somewhat incoherent at this time.

"Benefiting the hometown is the old man's duty!" The old man stood up from the stone bench, dusted off his body, turned and walked back to the village.

"In the past 50 years, there have been more and more novelty things. Even my hometown has to build a factory!"

……

Just as the old man surnamed Tong sighed, the development and changes in the 50 years after the Great Zhou Dynasty's Dingguo War far surpassed the previous 700 years.

There is a very significant change in the Grand Canal connecting the north and south waters of the Zhou Dynasty. In addition to the lush ports, there are now countless hydraulic factories beside the Grand Canal. They use the power of the river to drive the Mohists' institutions day and night. , making a piece of exquisite and cheap goods.

The flow of goods into the market brings much more than just prosperity.

In a modest factory warehouse, two young men working hard are enjoying their rare leisure time, and conversations are naturally inevitable.

"Huzi, I heard that your family will not rent the landlord's land this year?"

"It's the landlord who doesn't allow the planting. Since the Mohist organization has been established, the landlords don't need us mud legs anymore."

"Then what can we do if we don't have any fields?"

"I plan to introduce my younger brother to our factory. He has a bright head, and he might be able to work as an apprentice in the workshop!"

"It's best not to come to our factory. I heard that those apprentices are organizing a thing called a 'trade union', and they want to fight with our factory manager!"

……

What changed the most during the Great Zhou Dynasty was not the two sides of the canal, but the place where all the changes started—the capital Yujing!
The firepower factory, which is rarely seen elsewhere, has become a "scenery" in the boundary of Yujing City.Countless chimneys pierced into the sky, and billowing black smoke obscured the clear sky.

The pollution brought by the factory also makes Yujing City more prosperous. The Hongfu Restaurant, known as the "No. [-] Building in the World", is always full at every meal time. Let alone a private room, it is just a table in the lobby. They all need to be supported by the related parties to book.

Fang Qing, the embroiderer from a thousand households, booked a banquet in the lobby of the Hongfu restaurant at this time, and Xue Zheng, who was also an embroiderer to a thousand households from the same embroiderer, went to the capital for his good friend who was promoted.

"In the future, I will thank you brother for your help in Yujing City! My brother will do it first!" Xue Zheng raised his wine glass and drank the wine in it.

"You and I are from the same hometown, and now we want to..." Before Fang Qing could finish his polite words, he was interrupted by the noise from the neighboring table.But when he was about to get angry, he saw the clothes of the people at the next table, and he suppressed him back with a burst of anger.

Holding back Xue Zheng who was about to make a theory, Fang Qing motioned him to sit back in his seat and ignore those people.

"What is their origin that makes Brother Fang so afraid?" Xue Zheng asked Fang Qing in a low voice, still unable to suppress the doubts in his heart after eating a few mouthfuls of food.

"Barefoot and short brown, Mohists!" Fang Qing just lowered his head to eat, as if planning to leave the restaurant early.

"Anyway, don't get their attention, let alone mess with them."

The ink practitioners at the next table did not notice the unusual behavior of the two embroiderers, and they were still discussing fiercely.

"It's nothing more than your majesty giving the funds to those magic sticks of Qin Tianjian. After all, they found the ink world. We ink scholars can turn around because of their love. Why do those researchers in mourning clothes compete with us?" Funding!"

"Your Majesty is already 90 years old this year, and it is understandable to expect the researchers' bioengineering to continue their lives."

"Bioengineering, this word from the ink world is interesting, but it would be absurd to expect it to save your majesty's life. With the emperor's dragon pillar of luck, the immortal's panacea is useless!" A young Mo Zhe seemed angry and threw his teacup on the ground, "Didn't all these factories rely on our mechanism skills? Those researchers are liars in my opinion! Your Majesty believes that they are really lost their heads!"

"Bold! How dare you talk about your majesty here, you can see that you have committed a crime of disrespect!" The mohist who was not waiting at the same table stopped the young mohist's nonsense, and Xue Zheng, who had been paying attention to them, ignored them. Qing's barrier jumped out.

It's not that Xue Zheng has never seen Mozhe, but the Mozhe in Yujing City is a little too presumptuous. He intends to take up the responsibility of the embroidery envoy, arrest all these bold Mozhe, send them to the prison, and give My brother exhaled.

"Masters, I'm sorry! My younger brother just arrived in the capital today and doesn't understand anything. Your lord has a lot, so how about letting him go?" Seeing that he didn't catch Xue Zheng, Fang Qing knew something was wrong. He didn't want to meet those Mohists face to face, but for the sake of his cheating fellow countryman, he had to bite the bullet and stand up.

"I'm the one talking nonsense, my lords, please go ahead!" the oldest Mohist said in a gentle voice, although no anger could be heard in his words, the meaning of repelling them could not be more obvious.

"Then the two of us will leave!" After speaking, Fang Qing pulled Xue Zheng and left Hongfu Restaurant without looking back.

"Brother Fang, what's the reason?" Xue Zheng, who had been dragged for several streets before stopping, asked inexplicably.

"It's because I didn't explain it clearly to you. In Yujing, we can mess with anyone, because we are His Majesty's eagle dogs!" Fang Qing paused here, as if organizing his words, and continued after a while: "But the only thing we can't do is to provoke those ink scholars and researchers in white coats in the capital. They are His Majesty's precious lumps."

"In addition, the work of us embroiderers in the capital is no longer to monitor the officials and arrest criminals. What to do, after you report to the department, someone will explain it to you, and then you will understand that you are a brother. Why don't you want to provoke ink scholars and researchers?"

……

The sky was getting dark, but the electric lights illuminated the halls inside the palace walls.

In a side hall used for discussion, Anqing Emperor Ji Quan, the ruler of the Great Zhou Dynasty, was discussing the imperial secrets with his confidant ministers.

These secrets are all related to the fate of the Great Zhou Dynasty, and the court councils usually don't reveal a single bit of it.

At this time, the meeting had come to an end, and it was the turn of the embroidered clothes envoy Dutong to report on his work, and he came out of the class and knelt down and said: "The third edition of "Common Sense of the Ink World" has been sorted out, and it will be sent to the front line soon In the hands of the Embroiderer, the finishing work of the fourth edition has also been advanced, in order to complete His Majesty's order as soon as possible, I still need more talents who are skilled in soul searching and torture."

"Well, well done!" Emperor Anqing was very satisfied with the efficiency of his pro-military work. "Order the Ministry of Criminal Justice and Dali Temple to continue to send torture masters from all over the country to Beijing, and the Temple of Consecration should also increase the treatment of monks who are good at searching for souls!"

"How many embroidered envoys have successfully taken root in the ink world?" Emperor Anqing asked the embroidered envoys.

"A total of 810 undercover agents were dispatched, and 15 of them succeeded in lurking." The embroidered clothes envoys all reported truthfully. Seeing Emperor Anqing's face that was turning from sunny to cloudy, he hurriedly reported the news after the success of the plan. It was thrown out in advance: "Three embroidered clothes have successfully sneaked into a bioengineering laboratory in the ink world. I believe they will be able to completely control it in a short time."

"Very good, increase the importance of this matter, I grant you the right to act cheaply!"

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

After all the embroidered clothes envoys got up and returned to work, Qin Tianjian was bringing his disciples and staff members out of the class and knelt together: "The date and approximate scope of the immortals' fall to the mortal world have been determined, please Your Majesty to decide!"

After finishing speaking, Jian Zheng raised the memorial in his hand above his head.

After receiving the memorabilia handed over by the eunuch and carefully reading it, the old Anqing Emperor seemed to be rejuvenated, and his spirit immediately rose to a higher level. He had waited for this moment for too long.

"Let the monks of Confucianism and Buddhism enter Confucian temples in various places, and open the humanitarian law net!"

"Follow the holy edict!" The Minister of the Ministry of Officials came out of the class to answer the order.

"Let the ground division and the officers and soldiers of the tunnel battalion rush to the major nodes of the land veins, and prepare for the great formation of the mountains and rivers!"

"Follow the holy edict!" The minister of the Ministry of Industry came out to answer the order.

"The Ministry of Rituals and the Chief of Staff are preparing for the grand ceremony of worshiping the ancestors!"

"I would like to obey the holy edict!"

"Let the Yongning Army, the Zhenshuo Army, and the Navy..."

"Follow the sacred order!" The Minister of the Ministry of War and the general went out to answer the order at the same time.

"We must catch those lofty immortals!" Emperor Anqing's cloudy eyes shone with a soul-stirring light. "No one can be greater than me! I will be immortal!"

Walking out of the side hall, Qin Tianjian Jianzheng's favorite disciple asked his master: "Do you think His Majesty will succeed? Catch the immortals, really, really..."

The young disciple couldn't think of any words to describe his inner feelings for a while, and the master who looked at him with a half-smile was scratching his head anxiously.

"When you leave this palace gate, don't call them immortals. What His Majesty said is the truth. They are all demons from outside the territory. They fell into the mortal world to harm the common people. Remember?" With a smile, he exhorted his disciples and staff.

"If you are still worried, look back at the dragon pillar of luck! Have you ever seen such solid luck?" Everyone in Qin Tianjian has cultivation bases, so of course they can see the golden dragon pillar standing above the palace city. Jade-like Luck Dragon Pillar.

"Yes!"

ps: The Mortal Empire has already discovered a technology-side alien world, and has begun to actively infiltrate it. Are you surprised?

　There will be time travel, so please be patient and give you an amazing story with lightning!
　　Thanks to Wu Shaoxiang's book friends for the reward, thank you!
　　
　
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