First Cause Of All Realms

Chapter 1

First Cause Of All Realms Chapter 1

2021-09-03

Chapter 1 A Broken Knife
Great Ming 404, Qianyuan seven years.

Qing State, Shunde Prefecture, Black Mountain City.

The end of summer is approaching autumn, and although the weather is still hot, it has several points of autumn.

Boom!
The deafening thunder sounded from far to near, trampling on the dark clouds, from the dark horizon to near.

The fine raindrops are connected into a line, from top to bottom, and fall through the air.

From the distant mountain range, the nearby fields, and finally, the Black Mountain City enclosed by the gray and white city wall, sprinkled all over the earth.

crash-bang ~
The cold spring rain fell from the eaves, slapped on the few bluestone slabs on the street, and shattered the bones.

"It's raining again..."

Yang Yu raised his head slightly, looking at the gloomy sky, not in a good mood.

He was wearing a gray linen shirt with patches and holes, and stepping on a pair of straw sandals. Looking at the pouring rain, he felt a little cold.

Don't go out when it's raining.

This is a common sense of life spread among the residents of the outer city, and he has verified it himself, but...

"Alas...grandma, I went to work!"

sighed, Yang Yu took off the hat on the wall and put it on, and was about to go out.

"Child, slow down."

The grey-white-haired Old Lady walked out of the room, held his hand distressedly, and shoved an egg into his hand , told him to be careful on the road.

“grandma...”

Yang Yu knew that he couldn’t refuse, so he could only put the egg in his mouth, said something vaguely, and went out. out the door.

It is inevitable that there will be sourness in my heart. I really wasn't a wealthy family in my previous life, but I never gave in because of an egg.

During the year he was adopted, it was not that he did not think about doing something to improve his life, and finally gave up.

In this world, it's too hard to do something.

“Ouch~”

In the rain, a stench covered the earthy smell, and savagely got into his nose, making his eyelids twitch wildly.

In the six months since he came to this world, what Yang Yu couldn't bear the most was not the lack of electricity, internet, and mobile phones.
It was the people here who didn't pay attention to hygiene.

It's pretty common to defecate anywhere. It's fine in normal times, but when it rains, it's a disaster.

The heavy rain cleans everything, and can easily wash out the excrement of some people and animals in the dark corner.

That scene is terrifying!
Of course he has no cleanliness, but who can stand it?

“must move, move!”

Yang Yu gritted his teeth, raised his feet carefully, and walked as high as possible.

There are not too many people in Black Mountain City in the rain. Some people wipe their bodies in the rain, some people wash agricultural implements, and of course, some people wash their manure buckets.

Yang Yu looked steadily forward, walked timidly through alleys, streets, and squares before stopping.

The inner city has arrived.

The low but renovated city wall separates the inner and outer cities.

Compared with the outer city, the inner city is slightly cleaner, and the facilities such as drainage are also much better. When he got here, he was much faster.

After a while, you can see the stone lion of the Yamen from a distance.

The yamen is very old, and many places are in disrepair on the verge of collapse, and many places even have weeds.

If it wasn't for the pair of stone lions, Yang Yu would hardly have recognized it as a yamen when he first came.

Of course, the yamen has money, and there is no shortage of maintenance money, but who will take out the money that can be bumped into their own pockets to repair the yamen?

It's not just Black Mountain City that doesn't repair government offices.

“Little Yu came early.”

Someone greeted him behind him.

Yang Yu turned back, and under the same hood and hat was the same tender face.

His name is Zhu Shisan, and like Yang Yu, he is an officer.

"Well, I'm afraid the rain will get heavier."

Yang Yu casually added a sentence.

"Ai, I really envy you. All you need to do is guard the warehouse, we, I'm afraid we will have to patrol the streets..."

Zhu Shisan looked sad and envious.

“hehe.”

Yang Yu forced a smile.

They are officials, not officials. It can be said that they are a kind of corvée, and there is no difference between labor and military service. It is a real drudgery.

A few hundred years ago, not only did they have no wages, but they had to bring their own dry food.

But for this kind of work, if the Old Master who adopted him was a jailer, he wouldn't be able to do it at all.

Without others, although the officer is a drudgery, it is possible for him to become a regular.

"Counting the days, the new batch of prisoners will be delivered soon. I hope there will be no murderers..."

Zhu Shisan is a little excited and a little worried.

Black Mountain City is a prison city.

Most of the prisoners in Shunde House will be sent here, and after the autumn, they will either be executed on the spot, or they will be sent to Qing State State House together with prisoners from other houses.

In previous years, there were many murderers who robbed prisons.

It is accompanied by danger, but it is also their hope of turning positive...

"Hope."

Yang Yu sighed blankly.

From a law student who was about to step into a university campus, to a refugee, and now a temporary yamen worker, he collapsed.

But he is not without any support.

The 'Cauldron' that was suspected to have brought him to this world was still stuck to his stomach like a birthmark.

Unfortunately, it is temporarily unavailable.

The two chatted for a while. There was another case, someone died, and more people were infected recently. Liansheng's teaching business is not good, and so on.

It was mostly Zhu Shisan, Yang Yu listened quietly.

Not long after Dianmao's officials arrived, they met each other and went to work each minding their own business.

The warehouse of the yamen is very leisurely. After the shift, Yang Yu finished the day's work in just one hour.

The written language of past and present life is naturally different, but mathematics is universal. Of course, this guy in the yamen warehouse is not a problem for him who is just preparing for the college entrance examination.

After finishing the work, he took out a tightly wrapped small cloth bag from the corner.

Spread out, inside is a book and some small stones.

'I hope it's worthy of the stones I eat...'

Picking up a stone, Yang Yu sighed inwardly and swallowed it quickly with a blank face.

It wasn't until I felt an almost imperceptible heat flow through my body that I was mentally shaken.

rich fight while the poor write
Eat the rocks!
As everyone knows , a small stone contains a lot of inorganic salts, which is an excellent supplement for the poor man.

As long as you eat stones well and fast, you can become a winner in life, a martial arts expert is not a dream...

This is of course impossible, eating too many stones will only cause your stomach to sag .

Yang Yu has no habit of self-abuse, and the reason why he eats stones as a snack is all because of the cauldron.

The opening of this cauldron requires energy, and the source of this energy is actually limited to 'soil' 'stone'...

In order to open this cauldron, he has already eaten It's been a year of stone...

On the stone, he opened the book on the case,
In this era when most people have never left the world, reading is the only thing he does in addition to the pub The only way to understand this world outside of storytellers.

In the past year, he also borrowed several books and had a preliminary understanding of this era.

Unfortunately, it wasn't any dynasty he knew well.

"The 404th year of the Great Ming, the seventh year of Qianyuan, Qing State, Shunde House... It's really a completely unfamiliar world!"

Long sighed, Yang Yu put away Books, ready to finish morning work.

At this time, I suddenly heard a loud noise from outside the warehouse, accompanied by a sound of inhalation and exclamation.

"Are you dead again?"

Yang Yu just closed the book and didn't care.

"Alas..."

Zhu Shisan, who was soaked in wet clothes, had already rushed into the warehouse, complaining about the water in the yamen, but his expression was a little dodgy.

“Who died?”

Yang Yu put away the book and stood up.

"Little Yu, you...you have to mourn. Your Old Master..."

Zhu Shisan lowered his voice and showed an unbearable expression.

"What condolences? What nonsense are you talking about?"

Yang Yu's heart skipped a beat and stood up, flustered for no reason.

I remembered the jailer, Old Master, who escorted prisoners to Qing State after only one meeting.

His life has no parents and no mother. Fortunately, he was adopted by Grandma Yang. After all, the Old Master, who has never been masked, can be regarded as his 'adoptive father'?
"Your Old Master has an accident. I saw someone from your clan come to the yamen before, and I'm afraid that he also got the news of Old Master's death...

No, no. It should be missing. The news..."

Zhu Shisan said in a low voice, a little afraid to look into Yang Yu's eyes.

Missing means death, everyone in the yamen knows that.

The reason why she reported missing is because she needs to be compensated for her death.

Missing,

I don't need...

"How could..."

Yang Yu's throat is surging, and his heart is a little blocked .

I was muddheaded when I first came to this world. If it wasn't for this old man who took in him, I'm afraid that he who became a beggar would have already died, right?

"hmph!"

Outside the warehouse, there was a coldly shouted, a middle age person like Iron Pagoda stepped into the warehouse and glanced at Zhu Shisan coldly:

"If you dare to talk nonsense again, I will pull out your tongue!"

"Constable Wang!"

Zhu Shisan keep quiet out of fear, scared to the ground All softened a bit.

"Hold on, this is Old Yang's knife!"

A middle age person like Iron Pagoda raised his hand, and a broken knife with a smell of rust had arrived at Yang Yu's hand.

"This knife..."

Take the knife, Yang Yu body trembled.

"Old Yang, he is really missing."

He said coldly and sighed when he saw the young man shaking with the knife.

The loss of a pillar is a disaster for such a family.