Looking at Chen Qingxiang, who has grown a little taller this month and is already over seven feet tall.
Qinghe scholar-bureaucrat Chen Weiyao landed from a chariot ten feet high, and then stepped off the chariot.
He came to Chen Qingxiang and raised his hand to draw.
Said with a smile.
"When Xiang is twenty-nine years old, your height will be comparable to that of the noble son in Fang Guogong's palace who has awakened the Xuan Xiang bloodline."
"Let's go and sit in the chariot with Gaozu."
After saying that, he took Chen Qingxiang's arm and walked towards the chariot together.
…
Just two hours later.
Outside Huangshi Xiaoyi.
Many clean, strong and beautiful slaves knelt down and worshiped.
Chen Qingxiang, on the other hand, stood with his body bowed.
Looking at the Qinghe scholar-officials, his great ancestor, Chen Weiyao and his party.
After a brief inspection of Huangshi Xiaoyi, the team left without even touching it.
It was just going through the motions.
Chen Qingxiang didn't stand upright until the team disappeared from his sight.
With a pensive look on his face, Chen Qingxiang returned to Huangshi Xiaoyi under the escort of two soldiers.
In the city, the streets that were neatly swept and sprinkled with water to cover up the flying dust were already in a mess.
Nearly two hundred people, large and small, came together to pay homage to the Qinghe scholar-bureaucrats, and returned home amidst the bustle and bustle.
…
With the departure of Qinghe scholar-bureaucrats.
Huangshi Xiaoyi has regained its original peace.
Chen Qingxiang continued to enjoy his life as a town lord as usual.
Only after just three days.
When Chen Qingxiang was enjoying the corrupt life of the town lord, something happened that completely interrupted his beautiful life.
I heard the news reported by Chen Da, the cavalry commander who was kneeling on the ground.
The bronze tripod held by Chen Qingxiang fell directly on the square table and rolled to the ground.
There was a crisp sound of bronze hitting the stone surface.
The soup from the bronze cauldron spilled all over the table and floor.
"Chen Da, think about it before you speak!"
But Chen Qingxiang didn't care. He was just in disbelief, looked at Chen Da with a livid face, and asked sternly.
Chen Qingxiang couldn't suppress the anger in his heart and directly called himself "Gu".
"Ever since our great-great-grandfather opened up Huangshi Xiaoyi before Jiazi, there has never been a problem in Huangshi Grottoes."
"You are now telling me that the Yellow Grotto, which has only been around for a few years and should have been mined for three hundred years, suddenly has a problem today?"
Facing the furious Chen Qingxiang, Chen Da, the cavalry commander in the late mortal realm, just knelt on the ground with a look of death and remained silent.
Looking at the speechless cavalry commander, Chen Da and Chen Qingxiang forced themselves to calm down.
"Let's go to Huang Grottoes with Gu."
Chen Qingxiang, who was silent for a few breaths and forced himself to calm down, glanced coldly at Chen Da on the ground, issued an order, and strode out.
"I'm lonely enough to see what the problem is."
Chen Da quickly stood up and followed behind Chen Qingxiang.
Under the scorching sun.
After calming down, Chen Qingxiang took out the three-foot ancient horn and the gray stone talisman with a missing corner from the totem.
Except for Chen Da, the commander of the cavalry, he did not lead any other soldiers.
Instead, he took Sanshi Huangshi slave warriors who could decide his life or death with a single thought from behind the city lord's mansion, close to the Huangshi mountain peak.
Step directly onto the hundreds-foot-tall Yellowstone Peak and walk on the man-made mountain paths in the mountains.
Until half a quarter of an hour later.
Chen Qingxiang and his party arrived at the entrance of a cave halfway up the 100-foot Yellowstone Peak.
There is a group of slave soldiers stationed at the cave entrance.
The group of slave soldiers guarding the entrance of the cave saw Chen Qingxiang and his party.
He fell to the ground and knelt down directly to Chen Qingxiang.
"Meet the master."
"Well, get up..."
Chen Qingxiang looked at this scene and said expressionlessly.
"promise……"
He glanced at the group of slave soldiers who stood up.
Chen Qingxiang looked at the three slave warriors he brought with him, including the four slave warrior captains who had reached the early stage of mortal realm.
He immediately gave orders to the four slave warrior commanders.
"Eleven, twelve, thirteen, and fourteen, you four will stay and wait for me at the entrance of the cave."
After finishing speaking, he glanced at the group of slave soldiers who stood up and said.
"The four of you, lead the team of Shiba, and guard the entrance of this cave together."
"Until Gu comes out, humans and animals are not allowed to enter or exit. Anyone who is within three feet of the cave entrance will be killed without mercy."
He paused, looked at Chen Da, and spoke slowly.
"Including Chen Da."
"promise……"
Five slave captains, each leading a team, were stationed at the entrance of the cave, which was more than ten feet in diameter.
Then Chen Qingxiang took Chen Da and the remaining slave soldiers into the cave.
Walking into the cave, as you go deeper into the cave and tunnel, the space begins to gradually become larger.
The diameter from the entrance of the hole is more than ten feet.
After walking about two feet, I turned a corner.
The cave tunnel has a diameter of nearly one foot and five feet.
After another walk through the winding Yellowstone Tunnel.
After walking about a few dozen feet, we arrived at the heart of the mountain.
After a corner.
One is about five feet tall.
About fifteen feet long.
The Yellowstone Cave is about ten feet wide.
Appeared in front of Chen Qingxiang and his group of twelve people.
Walking into it, Chen Qingxiang could sense a rich, pure, yet extremely violent and strange energy flowing in this cave.
The yellow stone floor of the cave is extremely smooth.
Countless and extremely complicated pure yellow totem lines are densely covered on the entire cave floor.
In this totem pattern, there is a distance of one foot.
There is a square piece of yellow stone jade with a length, width and height of three inches, placed on a node of the totem pattern.
Dozens of slaves were surrounding a square of yellow stone jade, waving the heavy yellow stone stick in their hands stupidly as if they were doing useless work.
A group of fully armored soldiers patrolled among them.
In this huge yellowstone cave covering an area of more than two acres, dozens of strong slaves held stone sticks made of yellowstone and waved them around the three-inch square yellowstones.
Use the yellow stone stick of the same origin to disrupt the pure but violent invisible strange energy, causing these strange energy to be absorbed by the yellow stone jade, and then nourish and enhance the yellow stone jade in this area.
And these Huangshi jade in the cultivation are the reason why Huangshi Xiaoyi can exist.
A big businessman in this world.
There are two parallel systems.
One is for taxes.
One act is a tribute.
Taxation is very simple. Taxes are paid based on the population's output.
However, this is usually only done within the towns, capitals, and countries.
For example, in Huangshi Xiaoyi, Chen Qingxiang collected the output of everyone's homes as taxes.
But outside of this, Huangshi Xiaoyi did not need to pay taxes to its lord, the Qinghe scholar-bureaucrat.
There is basically no need to pay taxes between cities, capitals, and countries.
Because in this mythical world, these taxes are just a trivial matter to the rulers.
