After going to Luochuan County, Li Daoxuan thought to himself: The people of Luochuan are suffering now.
However, he could only lament that he could not help.
Liang Shixian's master connected with Thirty-two's master Tan Liwen, and the two masters began to arrange their men to move 500 large plastic bows back to the watchtower.
The two leaders were relatively free, so Liang Shixian brought the topic to the cement road: "Third Steward, I saw a gray cement road extending outside the Guibao Gate. This road is extremely flat and great for driving. After all, How was it made? Could it be that the entire boulder was flattened and laid on the ground?"
Thirty-two shook his head: "That's not something humans can do. The so-called cement is a kind of mud from the fairy world. Stir it and spread it on the ground. After it dries, it will become a road like this."
"Fairy mud?"
Liang Shixian was a little confused.
Thirty-two wanted to mention the name of Daoxuan Tianzun, but after thinking about it carefully, Liang Shixian was from the government, and the government was still vigorously wiping out the White Lotus Sect. As for Daoxuan Tianzun, it was better not to talk about it. Bragging well in front of him.
He changed his mind and said, "Ahem, it's actually a kind of mud that my Mr. Li got by chance."
It's easy to accept it like this. Liang Shixian: "Where did you get this mud? I also want to..."
Thirty-two shook his head: "Master Liang, I have something to say, I don't know whether to say it or not. Remember it in one second https://m.lingdianzww.com
Liang Shixian: "Let me start with this, that is, whether you should say it or not, you must say it, so please give me your advice."
Thirty-two: "Shaanxi has suffered from severe drought for consecutive years, and the people are struggling to make a living. Given the current situation of the people, if you send more corvees to build cement roads, I'm afraid...
Liang Shixian woke up suddenly and bowed quickly: "What the third manager said is true. I have learned a lesson."
He turned around and looked at the cement road leading to Zhengjia Village outside the fort, feeling a little envious in his heart.
Building bridges and roads has always been a good deed that will last forever. Deep down in his heart, he still wants to create a few decent roads for the county he governs, but... the current situation really does not allow it.
well!
I don’t know when this damn drought will end.
The capital, the palace, the imperial study.
Emperor Chongzhen Zhu Youjian was reading the memorial.
The memorials from Shaanxi were getting worse and worse, and each piece of news was worse than the last. The memorial from Shaanxi Governor Hu Tingyan said that Lingong had been delayed in paying wages for five or six years, and owed a total of more than 200,000 taels of silver.
Jinglu Bianbao was missing for two or three years, and Guzhen Jingyun was owed a total of more than 159,000 taels of silver from the 47th year of Wanli to the 6th year of Tianqi...
There are three words in this memorial: "I want money!"
But where can Zhu Youjian have the money to give him?
Let’s look at the next memorial: Luochuan did not stick to the mud and plundered the rich family’s millet. They were eager to be arrested and gathered together as thieves.
The next letter: Zuo Guazi, a native of Qingjian County, recruited ten thousand thieves to rebel against Long'erzui in Yichuan.
Wang Daliang, a native of Hannan, rebelled. He had a tribe of 400 people and called himself King of Daliang.
They are blooming all over Shaanxi.
Zhu Youjian was angry and threw the thick stack of memorials out with a snap. The eunuch next to him hurriedly picked them up all over the floor.
"It doesn't make sense, it simply doesn't make sense."
Zhu Youjian's anger was blazing: "Isn't there a normal memorial in Shaanxi? I want to see the good news, the good news, find me a good news immediately."
The person next to him carefully pushed an urgent military intelligence report 800 miles away in front of him.
Zhu Youjian opened it and took a look: "Cheng Xu was inspected in Chengcheng, Shaanxi? Did he report it from the ninth-grade military attache? Such a small..."
He was about to say something disgusting when he suddenly saw the content clearly and couldn't help but be overjoyed: "Cheng Xu killed Baishui Wang Er, quelled the banditry in Chengcheng, and also defeated Bu Zhanni and Zuo Guazi?"
Zhu Youjian felt as if he was on a jet plane.
Long Yan is delighted!
"Reward, big reward!"
The confidant eunuch Du Xun next to him whispered: "Your Majesty, this Cheng Xu is... from Wei Zhongxian's side."
As soon as these words came out, Zhu Youjian's face darkened, and he felt like he was on a jumping machine.
What a reward!
Wei Zhongxian hanged himself in Fucheng County, Hejian Prefecture on November 6. This news was covered up by Zhu Youjian, and not many people know about it at present.
He has not taken action against the Lott Party yet, but he is already making final preparations for the Lott Party. When everything is ready, he will arrange for the civil service group to fire at the Lott Party. At this time, people who see the Lott Party will feel jealous. bother.
"Check this man named Cheng Xu to see if there are any false or false reports in the things he reported in the memorial. If there is anything wrong at all, let him note it down. When I clean up the lottery party, I will take down all of them. .”
"According to the order."
Mr. Wang is back.
Came back with great satisfaction.
His trip to Chengcheng can be said to be full of pretentiousness. With a large group of "housekeepers" like Zheng Daniu and a large bag of money on his back, he was extremely arrogant.
As soon as we arrived at the county seat, we went straight to the bookstore.
Chengcheng Bookstore has been in a bit of a slump in the past three years. It is difficult to sell printed books and novels. The owner is suffering from a headache and does not know whether he should continue to support the bookstore.
At this moment, Mr. Wang brought a large bag of silver, like a magic weapon descending from heaven.
The owner of the bookstore said nothing on the spot and sold it!
Mr. Wang became addicted to "spending a lot of money" and became the new big boss of Chengcheng Bookstore. Then he took Zheng Daniu and his party straight into the bookstore's warehouse and packed up all the tools needed for movable type printing. , all of them were swept away, and by the way, there were two workers in charge of printing, who were also packed and abducted back.
When they returned to Gaojia Village, each of the young people was carrying a big bag filled with movable type printing blocks.
"We are back." Zheng Daniu laughed naively: "I came back with a lot of words memorized, and I feel like I have never been so knowledgeable."
"You don't have knowledge by memorizing the words. You have to know the words."
I don’t know which villager replied to him.
Then the surrounding villagers laughed.
Gao Sanwa ran over quickly: "Let me see what words you memorized when you came back.
He casually took out a piece of wood from the package on Zheng Daniu's back, wiped it on the charcoal strips, and then covered Zheng Daniu's face with a "pop" sound.
A big black character appeared on the silly man's face.
Everyone looked left and right, well, they didn’t recognize him.
"High school kid, haven't you been learning to read characters recently? What kind of character is this?"
Gao Sanwa shook his head: "I have never learned anything so difficult."
Mr. Bai suddenly popped up from the side: "This is a stupid word."
Everyone: "..."
Zheng Daniu's face suddenly turned red. He quickly stretched out his hands and wiped his face randomly. The words were wiped away, but half of his face was wiped black.
He was so angry that he yelled: "Gao Sanwa, did you do this on purpose? You deliberately put the word "Stupid" on my face, and you just laughed at me for being stupid."
Gao Sanwa ran away holding her head: "Wow, I didn't, I just picked up a word."
