Youdao means being poor in the market and having no relatives, and being rich in the mountains with distant relatives.
As the Minister of Disaster Relief, Wu Jun was on a mission to Kuizhou. A group of county and county officials from Kuizhou who had nothing to do with him lined up to give him gifts.
Wu Jun had not been seen in the past few days, and he had gone to receive them.
"That's what you said. We are all from the same hometown, so there is no need to be polite."
The face of the official opposite was full of smiles, and his eyes were full of flattery and praise: "Master Wu returned home in fine clothes, but we are the pride of Kuizhou. Our Kuizhou can produce such a court official as Master Wu, but he will not be able to cultivate it in eight lifetimes." What a blessing.”
Wu Jun has been involved in official circles for many years and has long been familiar with human nature. He rolled his eyes twice and hinted softly: "Master Liu, is there anything that requires me to do my best?"
Mr. Liu exclaimed: "How dare I ask you to do things for me? I'm here this time, um... haha..." Mr. Liu smiled, his face full of temptation: "I'm here to ask. , Sir, regarding our disaster relief work in Anyang County."
Shen Yi'an, who was lying on the roof, almost sneered when he asked about disaster relief but came with generous gifts.
Wu Jun across from him picked up the tea cup and took a sip of tea without saying anything.
Seeing Wu Jun's appearance, Mr. Liu panicked and asked quickly: "Sir, do you think there is anything displeasing about the ceremony prepared by the official?"
Wu Jun wondered: "Your Excellency is very polite and I feel your enthusiasm. But...it's just that a war started here, and the amount of money spent can be said to be equal to the monthly income of my entire Yu clan in one day. It's really... When the cannon goes off, there is a thousand taels of gold.”
"Your Majesty is considerate of the people's sentiments for this disaster relief, but you have to take into account General Qin's food and expenses for the war, so the money allocated for disaster relief..."
Wu Jun paused deliberately for a while, slightly raising his eyes from the tea cup to look at Mr. Liu.
As soon as Mr. Liu heard what Wu Jun said, his face darkened instantly.
His face was filled with uncertainty and suspicion. Many people had come to see Wu Jun before him.
Wu Jun said that the money for disaster relief was not much. How did he know whether it was really not much, or whether the money had already been divided up?
Wu Jun glanced at him, and a proud smile appeared at the corner of his mouth where Mr. Liu couldn't see him: "But..."
Mr. Liu was so happy that his eyes lit up. These two words were often followed by a turning point.
"But what?"
"However, Mr. Liu received you with such courtesy, why don't I say anything? We are all old people. How can I be the one who doesn't care about my hometown when the gods have attained enlightenment and chickens and dogs have ascended to heaven?"
As soon as Mr. Liu heard this, the gloom on his face was instantly wiped away, and he immediately poured tea for Wu Jun with a happy smile: "Your Excellency, you can see Shangguan's only thoughts. It is Xigguan's blessing that he is willing to meet him. How can I say that? Thank you for everything!"
Wu Jun smiled and waved to him, motioned for him to come closer, and said something into his ear. Mr. Liu instantly beamed with joy, and his whole fat body trembled slightly with joy.
Similarly, Shen Yi'an on the roof was almost trembling with anger.
Is this a humble gentleman who emerges from the mire and remains unsullied? Is this an honest and good official who is noble and capable?
Shen Yi'an almost laughed in anger. From a certain perspective, Wu Jun could indeed be called 'meaningful'.
But this method was really despised by Shen Yi'an, and it also completely destroyed the image of a gentleman and an upright official in Shen Yi'an's mind.
Mr. Liu got the answer he wanted. He bid farewell to Wu Jun with a lot of gratitude and left. Only Wu Jun was left sitting in the room drinking tea.
Shen Yi'an didn't leave either. He was still lying on the roof. He wanted to see how many people Wu Jun would receive.
After Mr. Liu left, not long after, a carriage neighed outside the door. Shen Yi'an narrowed his eyes. Sure enough, there was another one.
As the sun went down, Shen Yi'an clenched his fists. Master Wu Junwu really gave him a lot of experience today.
His many sweet words, his skill of playing hard-to-get, and his flexibility in trying to defeat the superiors really allowed Shen Yi'an to see the methods of an old official who is deeply immersed in officialdom.
Dusk has arrived, and Shen Yi'an returns the same way with a heart full of injustice and contempt for Wu Jun.
He was so light that he didn't make a sound when he left the roof.
But what is chilling is that at the moment Shen Yi'an left, Wu Jun put down the teacup in his hand and looked at the roof, and the position of his eyes happened to be where Shen Yi'an had been just now.
The steward bowed in and handed a red booklet to Wu Jun to read.
"Sir, you see, this is for today. It has been recorded, including the counties under their jurisdiction, the land, and the refugees on the land, and the silver taels that should be handed over..."
Wu Jun raised his hand to interrupt him, stretched out his hand to take the booklet himself, and rubbed the pages with his rough fingertips, picking up the edges of the yellow paper.
Such rough leather hands definitely don't look like the hands of a high official in the imperial court.
Wu Jun read the brochure quietly for a while, then suddenly turned around and asked the steward: "Tell me, how many of the accompanying minor officials I brought with me are not confused?"
The steward was stunned and said with a smile: "Sir, they are all young, so naturally they cannot understand your profound intentions. When you complete this disaster relief, everyone will get the ending they deserve, and everything will come to light when the dust settles." In front of everyone."
Wu Jun smiled, handed the notebook to the steward, and told him to keep it.
The steward held the book in his arms, it was more important than his life.
What was recorded in that book were all the county and county officials in Kuizhou who had come to see Wu Jun in the past few days, including the generous gifts they had prepared.
The wind from the second secret realm of Linbai Domain blew through the old woman's hut. Qin Qin helped the old woman sit down. There was a big bruise on her leg. For an old person like her, such a fall was obviously very serious. Deadly.
In fact, it wasn't just her, everyone in this small village fell and got injured inexplicably yesterday. What's more, they fell from a height due to bad luck and died.
Yesterday in the square, the woman in red asked a total of three questions, and among all the participants she drew, no one answered correctly. She gave the people in the village three punishments, and today she One fulfillment.
Qin Qin frowned. According to the rules of the game mentioned by the woman, they would have to go tomorrow. If no one could answer her questions tomorrow, they would continue one day later.
Participants were not allowed to leave until all her questions had been answered.
But the questions she asked were so bizarre that people didn't know where to start with the answers, and the answers were all decided by her. As long as she didn't want to, there was no way she could get them all right.
Qin Qin looked at the old lady's injury and said, "We can't let her ask any more questions."
If she continues to ask questions, the people in this village will not have to live.
Gu Beilin hugged Yushen with a gloomy face. Now that he knew that Chang'an had come to the secret realm this time, he had no reason not to settle the score with him. He decided to go and deal with Chang'an first tonight, and then find a way to deal with that Hong Clothed woman.
Gu Beilin nodded: "But we can't kill her directly. There might be some unexpected punishment if we do that. It would be okay if this punishment is for us, but if it is for them, I'm afraid everyone in this village will be punished." No one would have to live anymore.”
Li Shuo said: "What should we do? Yesterday was only the first day, and the punishment is already so severe. If we come again several times, this village will not be able to save many people."
Qin Qin said: "If she had the ability to directly deal with the villagers, she wouldn't have to do it through us. The villagers are the original residents stationed here. Lin Baiyu wanted to control this place, but failed. He wanted to We want to force all the villagers out, but we don’t have the ability.”
Li Shuo hammered his hand: "So we can directly deal with that woman. Even if there is any price, it will not be irreversible, because Linbaiyu cannot sanction this primitive village."
Gu Beilin rubbed Yushen's hand: "It sounds like this..."
Li Shuo said: "This method is quite easy to think of. I don't know if anyone has done this before."
Gu Beilin rolled his eyes at him: "Not everyone has the same purpose as us."
But no, there are no participants who don't want to complete tasks and get rewards, but think about how to destroy the secret realm.
"Then let's do this." Qin Qin squinted his eyes, a prelude of a violent storm flashing in his eyes: "Let's kill her."
Gu Beilin nodded: "I'll go out first."
The sky had completely darkened. Qin Qin was a little surprised and asked him: "Where are you going?"
"Look at the stars." Gu Beilin walked away and waved behind him.
Li Shuo was puzzled and looked up at the sky: "Where are the stars here?"
As the night deepened, Gu Beilin stood quietly in front of Chang'an's door. When he was in the hall yesterday, he specially sprinkled Thousand Mile Incense on Chang'an. This is the unique scent tracker of their Yu clan.
He is not here to see the stars, he is here to let others see the stars.
Gu Changfeng had just come out of the room after taking a shower, and was punched so hard that he was really shocked.
Just as he was about to fight back, Gu Beilin took advantage of the fact that he didn't have a sword in his hand and completely suppressed him.
Gu Beilin's tone was cold, with a sneer on his face: "Brother, haven't you heard that you have to pay back sooner or later if you come out to work? I don't know if you still remember what happened in the secret realm, but I remember your grandfather clearly. Very well, isn’t it a bit unethical for you to do this? Huh?”
Gu Changfeng's heart skipped a beat. He didn't understand how he was exposed. He refused to admit it: "I don't understand what you are talking about!"
Gu Beilin smiled: "You don't understand, do you? Okay, anyway, you don't have a sword now, so you can't beat me. I don't care if you are. Tell me, if I kill you here, no one will be able to save you." ?”
A flash of panic flashed in Gu Changfeng's eyes, but he still did not panic: "Cough-cough...Young hero wants to kill me? I wonder if you can tell me the reason so that I can understand."
Gu Beilin looked at him with a smile and said nothing, and stabbed his neck with the imperial god in his hand without hesitation.
Gu Changfeng opened his eyes in disbelief.
How dare Gu Beilin really kill him? Qin Qin's Mujiu is still in his hand.
Gu Changfeng felt that his life was in danger and struggled violently. However, Yushen was too powerful and he had no ability to break free.
