Zhang Jiucheng didn't know why, but he had no choice but to turn around and return to his seat with an apologetic smile.
"Sir, is there anything else?"
"It's not a big deal, it's just that I was bored in the cloud car today, so I briefly looked through the official documents recently, but found that I didn't understand a few things. After all, Yuanwailang is an old man from the chieftain, so please explain it to me. Confused." Rong Tong took a sip of tea and said with a pleasant look on his face.
"My lord, you're welcome. If there is anything I can do that I can help you with, I'll definitely tell you."
Zhang Jiucheng felt relieved, thinking that Rong Tong was not familiar with the official procedures, so he left him here for advice.
"It would be good if you have Yuanwailang."
Rong Tong smiled and put the tea aside, "The chieftain is in charge of registering the spiritual veins of the world. He divides the grades according to the proven reserves of each spiritual vein and the quality of the mineral deposits, and names them after the six auspicious signs. The highest-grade spiritual veins The pulse is Zhengui, followed by Huan Gui, Xin Gui, Gong Gui, Gu Bi and Pu Bi.
There have only been three Zhengui-level spiritual veins in Junzhou since ancient times, but their number has not changed. There were still 360 items that Huan Gui had discovered a hundred years ago, but now the record on Tusi’s face shows that there are less than 300 items left..."
"Actually, they haven't disappeared. It's just that some spiritual veins have been over-exploited and their reserves cannot reach the Huan Gui level, so they have been downgraded as usual."
When Zhang Jiucheng heard the word "spiritual pulse", his heart instinctively tightened and he hurriedly explained.
"Is that so?" She tapped her knee with her index finger, her tone seemed confused,
"But the spiritual veins of the Zhengui and Huangui classes are both under the direct control of Kunlun. There are clear regulations and restrictions on the annual mining quantity. The reserves of the Huangui class and the Xingui class are so different that they will not be lost even in a hundred years. Can it be demoted to a new level, right?"
"This...is actually like this."
Zhang Jiucheng looked ashamed, "In fact, most of the downgraded spiritual veins cannot meet Huan Gui's standards."
"Oh? How could such a thing happen?" Rong Tong seemed very surprised.
"This is a long story. My lord, you know that most of today's spiritual veins were discovered and graded during the period when the master commanded Junzhou. At that time, we were still fighting against Youzhou, weren't we? This spiritual vein is produced The spiritual mine is the energy source for combat readiness for running magic weapons, and is a symbol of a continent's strength. Therefore, appropriate exaggeration was generally popular in that era to boost morale internally and deter enemies externally.
Later, things stabilized, and the sequelae came out. The mineral output of many spiritual veins could not keep up with the original rating. Now, sir, you see that many spiritual veins have been downgraded. In fact, they are correcting the mistakes of the past! "Zhang Jiucheng felt that his words sounded reasonable and should be impeccable.
"Is that so?" Rong Tong paused while tapping her index finger on her knee. She looked at Zhang Jiucheng with a half-smile,
"Okay, I understand your answer, let's go down first."
Zhang Jiucheng's heart dropped to the ground. He secretly wiped the sweat from his palms on the fabric of his clothes.
"Then the official resigned."
After saying that, he bowed and walked out the door, respectfully closing the door for her.
The light in the room dimmed, and Rong Tong's expression also dimmed.
"I thought he was such a smart person, but it turned out he was another one who treated me like a fool."
She scoffed slightly. It has been over a thousand years since the war ended. Why should the change be delayed until nearly a hundred years?
She really doesn't think she knows. The spiritual veins of Zhengui and Huangui are under the direct jurisdiction of Kunlun, but the lower levels can allow other sects or conditional private contracts. As long as a certain proportion is turned over every year, the rest All belong to oneself.
Kunlun originally issued this regulation to save the manpower and material resources of the sect, and to encourage people to continue to explore other possible spiritual veins.
However, mineral resources are so easy to find, and the proven spiritual veins have long been divided up by the more powerful sect families. Driven by huge interests, someone finally took the idea of Kunlun. Insiders and ambitious families should cooperate with outsiders. I deliberately downgraded the Great Spiritual Vein and assigned it to you. You will give me a huge commission every year. It is a win-win situation for both parties. It is perfect!
A thousand-mile embankment, a hundred-foot room, decay has begun from within.
At nightfall, Zhang Jiucheng's bicycle frame landed on the hillside of Lancaifeng. Two disciples had already come up to him with lanterns, and the one who stepped on the bicycle stepped on it, and the one who stepped on the bicycle helped the one who got off the bicycle. No different than a slave.
In front of him was a grand courtyard with five entrances and five exits. It was now brightly lit. Zhang Jiucheng was no longer as humble as a chieftain during the day. He swaggered in with a shy belly. Along the way, both the sweepers and the night watchmen saw everyone. He had to say hello loudly.
People from outside the peak may not know much about it, but everyone up and down the Lancai Peak knows that although Jinguang Daoist Zhang Jiucheng is not the most advanced person in cultivation, he is the richest person in the entire peak. Being rich is secondary. The main reason is that he loves to show off and show off, and often does not regard his disciples as human beings. He is still small-minded. If anyone dares to make him unhappy, his future life will definitely not be comfortable.
This Lancai Peak is also called "Bu Peak", which is where a group of old scholars gather together to study Ziwei Dou Shu, Ba Zi, and Four Pillars all day long. The art of divination is difficult, and if one has not cultivated enough to become a god, it is basically impossible to calculate a hexagram accurately. The secrets of heaven are unpredictable, so how can it be so easily calculated? Therefore, Bu Feng has been marginalized in Kunlun, and his talents are withering. In addition, Da Xiu, who has become a god, basically ignores worldly affairs. It is because there are no tigers and monkeys in the mountains to dominate, and everyone can only "insult" Jin Guangzhen. The behavior of "Dao Feng" is nothing more than turning a blind eye.
"The spiritual spring for bathing has been prepared. Do you want to wash away the dust first?" A female disciple came up to him and asked with a low eyebrow.
"Okay, okay -" Zhang Jiucheng smiled and pinched the female disciple's tender face, "You come too and serve me!"
The female disciple froze and said no more. Zhang Jiucheng grabbed his delicate shoulders and dragged him to the bedroom.
"Real person! Real person!" Suddenly a male disciple ran over from the east wing, "Senior Brother Bai, please come over."
"It's so late, what can't be said tomorrow?" Zhang Jiucheng frowned, but he hesitated for a moment.
"That's all, let's go and have a look!"
There was only one candle burning in the east wing, and the frost-like moonlight outside the window shone through the plum branches. The pale light and shadow swayed on the terrazzo bricks. The man in the moon-white gown put down a jade slip and meditated in front of the case. Under the dim light, his figure was as thin as a paper cut.
Every time Zhang Jiucheng saw him like this, he had the illusion that the person in front of him was about to ride back home. He pushed away his entourage and closed the door.
"Come on, what's going on?" He pulled out a chair in front of the case and sat across from the man.
"I have read the two articles you sent me during the day, and I have to say that maybe my previous judgment was wrong."
The man's voice had a bit of a hoarse texture, as if someone who had been ill for a long time spoke.
"The difference between this real Ziguang and the rumors is too big. The rules she set up seem to be just repeating the same old tune, but in fact they are to break down all the official affairs of the chieftain one by one so that they can all be caught in her hands. If she is a little bit Seriously, if you want to take advantage of the loophole again in the future, it will be even more difficult."
He laughed coldly, "This 'work group' is also very clever. All the exchanges between superiors and subordinates can be seen and recorded. Originally, there was a person between you, the chieftain and the subordinate Cao. How could you secretly plot against Chen Cang?" It's very easy. Now she directly steps over you and catches all the shrimp soldiers and crab generals below, so you are basically ignored. "
"You... are thinking too much. Everyone in Kunlun knows that she used to be a charming young lady, and there are so many twists and turns in her mind. Maybe she just wants to be fresh and come up with it. "
Zhang Jiucheng was shocked by his mention, but he still had some luck.
"It's better to be more vigilant!" The man shook his head, "Before, I thought she was just a young lady with a certain background, so I wanted you to coax her and support her more. This family is almost a toast. It's yours too.
But now it seems that this woman's methods are not simple. Either others are spreading rumors, or there is an expert's guidance behind her. You need to change your attitude towards her. If you should do things for her well, do things for her well. Unless it is absolutely necessary, it is better to be less pretentious. "
He fiddled with the jade slips on the desk and suddenly thought of something,
"By the way, you said at the summons that she left you alone today, but what did she ask you about?"
Zhang Jiucheng was a little uneasy by what he said. After hearing what he said, he absent-mindedly recounted the conversation this morning.
Under the candlelight, the man's eyes gradually darkened.
"Is this how you answered her?"
"Ruo Mo, is there any problem?" Zhang Jiucheng said nervously.
The problem is getting bigger. Being greedy for ink spiritual veins has been the norm since the previous chief minister, the official. Later, the official died in an accident while in office, and Zhang Jiucheng has been holding a large portion of the profits.
Now that Zi Guang has asked this question, it is clear that she already knows the secret. If Zhang Jiucheng honestly reports this secret, he might be able to stay in his current position if everyone is involved in the crime. superior.
But he kept concealing it. Ziguang should have known that he was going to make money alone and deceived others. How could he keep him? !
The candle crackled and sparks popped out, Bai Ruomo smiled with a smile.
"It's okay, maybe I'm too sensitive."
He watched Zhang Jiucheng slumped on the chair across from him with cold eyes, and let out a long sigh of relief while rubbing his stomach.
"Don't speculate about this and that all day long. It's only serious that you give me approval for your daily business. Work hard, and naturally your sister's life-extending elixir will be indispensable."
Zhang Jiucheng stood up with his heavy body and left with his hands behind his back.
"Best regards, Master."
He said calmly, but his smile disappeared as the door closed again.
