Seeing that there were no more important matters in the governor's house, Wu Zheng thought for a while before calling his colleagues to go outside the house.
Most of the hundreds of thousands of ordinary monks in Yuantang City work in the mines. Since the superior supervisor left, Jiu Wangling has not seen a big shot for three to five years. This time the supervisor came He is also a disciple of the Shang Sect, and he is the first one who cannot be offended in this city. For this reason, many monks followed the people from the Governor's Mansion to the city gate, just to see the true face of the disciple.
Wu Zhengzi did not dare to let these people disturb the Shangzong envoy. He only waved his hand to the side, and some people dispersed to drive away the people and monks who gathered around him.
Not long after waiting, I saw a figure coming from outside the city. It was a young man who looked about thirteen or fourteen years old. He raised his hand and shouted to where the stewards were standing: "I'm watching, it's coming!"
As soon as the young man landed, Wu Zheng hurriedly walked forward, held his shoulders, and asked urgently: "Can you see clearly, how many people have come in total, what kind of vehicles are they traveling in, and are they going fast? We are about to arrive. Will it arrive immediately, or do we have to wait for another quarter of an hour?"
This series of questions, if it had been asked by another person, would probably have made him dizzy, but the young man was very alert and answered clearly: "Father, don't worry, I have seen it all, the Lord is true." The messenger was traveling in a carriage, with four strong black horses in front of it, and was driven by a man. I couldn't tell that his cultivation was higher than that of his son. I'm afraid he was better than his son. As for how many people were sitting in the carriage, my son didn't know. But that carriage is extremely fast. I just blinked and it came from the horizon to my eyes. In the time it took me to speak, the envoy of the Sect was about to arrive!"
Sure enough, as soon as Wu Hua finished speaking, there was a roar in the crowd. Dust was flying outside the city, and four mighty and strong black horses were galloping towards them. Each horse was as tall as three adult men, with muscles all over their bodies. , glowing like gold and jade under the sun, and the horse's hooves are like gold, and when they fall on the ground, they will make a crisp sound like the knocking of gold and stone!
Wu Zheng quickly pulled his son behind him and stepped forward to greet him along with other stewards.
When he heard what Wu Huajiang had witnessed, he was still confused in his heart. Every time an envoy from the Shangzong came here to supervise the work, he would create a large formation. This was to give everyone a warning, to intimidate the subordinates, and to be more careful. Quickly establish majesty in Jiuwang Ridge. The envoys of the Shangzong who come here may ride on rare and exotic animals, or may be equipped with imperial multipliers, all of which attract attention.
Like the last governor, he was followed by thousands of attendants when he arrived. His car was a flying mansion, surrounded by landscapes, gardens, pavilions and palaces. It was no less exquisite than the governor's mansion in the city. On weekdays, he He lived in the mansion with his attendants and rarely interfered with the affairs of the mine. But even so, monks thousands of miles away were still in awe of the huge mansion that could be seen when they raised their heads.
Wu Zheng was still a bit dissatisfied. When he took a closer look at the four tall horses, his eyes widened and he thought to himself, could this be the ground-level spirit horse that the former governor mentioned?
The former governor was very tired of the common affairs in the mine. During the decades he was stationed at Jiu Wangling, he almost spent all his time doing repairs in the mansion. However, he was a very talkative and friendly person. Wu Zheng worked under him, and occasionally came to visit him. I will get a few words of advice from him. In addition to the problems in cultivation, it is more about imparting knowledge and experience. The former governor was very knowledgeable and seemed to have an extraordinary background. He knew something about everything from astronomy and geography to playing with ornaments. ….
Wu Zhengneng knew that this Golden Tower came from the mouth of the former governor. Such spiritual horses are fed exclusively by disciples in Zhaoyan. It is a sky-high price to buy them from the sect. How to feed them after buying them will depend on their use. With a lot of money, the former governor himself raised one in Zongmen Cave. He raised it carefully on weekdays for people to enjoy. Occasionally, when he got interested, he would ride it to compete with others. It was used to pull a cart like this, but it didn't work. It is absolutely intolerable.
If this disciple of the Shangzong dares to ride four horses on the Golden Que, his net worth must be much greater than what appears.
The steward next to him didn't see the difference, and was still surprised by the speed of the black horse. Wu Zheng had already strode forward, kowtowed in front of the stopped car, and shouted: "Subordinate Jiu Wangling Mine Wu Zheng, the manager of the field, is here to greet the Superintendent of Shangzong. Please come and see the Superintendent!"
Seeing him leaving, the remaining stewards quickly followed him and fell down one after another under the tall horse.
Only four black horses were seen
The sky neighed, and then snorted again. There was silence in all directions for a quarter of an hour before the plain dark patterned car curtain was lifted up, and a tall woman with a cold face walked out of it. Today is the day when the new official takes office, so Zhao Shun wears a black robe that symbolizes a law enforcement disciple. After breaking through the catastrophe and becoming an infant, she has also been promoted from a human-level disciple to an earth-level disciple. Not only the patterns on her shoulders are more complicated, but also on her chest and abdomen. There are some patterns woven with dark gold embroidery thread.
As soon as Wu Zheng saw the black robe, he knew that the person in front of him was the new governor who came to blame Wang Ling. He looked at him calmly, and when he saw Zhao Shun's cold and unfriendly expression, he began to feel wary in his heart. Come on.
However, he did not dare to speak, and Zhao Chun did not ask him to get up. He only waited until all the monks in the car got out before she said, "Get up, everyone. You won't have to pay such a grand salute in the future."
His voice was as clear as a sweet spring, and it was also powerful, showing that he was used to giving orders.
Wu Zheng waited for the first steward to stand up, and saw three people following her. Among them, there was only one man who was tall and fierce-looking. The other two were better, except for a younger girl who could see her cultivation. In addition, the woman with a slightly gentle expression is as elusive as the tall man, which shows that her cultivation level must be higher than that of Wu Zheng and others.
"These are all guests of my house. Please treat each other with courtesy." Zhao Chun did not introduce much. Seeing Wu Zheng standing at the front, he called him to his side to lead the way, hoping to settle in the city first.
Along the way, I also got a rough idea of the situation at Jiuwangling Mine from Wu Zheng.
There are people inside and outside the Governor's Mansion. There are more than ten stewards headed by Wu Zheng, who are usually in charge of everything in the mine. Although they are miscellaneous, they are also in good order.
They usually don't go to the mine in person. They just stay in the governor's house and take care of things with their words. Therefore, in the eyes of others, they are all called big managers. Supervisors are the immediate superiors other than supervisors. Supervisors only supervise work, while they actually manage general affairs.
Under the big stewards, there are the little stewards who are running around everywhere and have little leisure time. There are countless number of these people. In short, there will be no shortage of manpower when the time comes. As for the lower level workers who are responsible for mining the spiritual minerals, there are both ordinary people and low-level monks. It depends on the quality of the mineral and the difficulty of mining. The more precious the spiritual mineral, the more difficult it is to mine. It is more important for people with cultivation skills to dig carefully.
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Waiting for the raven to fly away
