Sword of Coming

Chen Ping'an had already felt the earth-shaking changes in the town before he came out of the mountain. In addition to looking at the town from the top of Dizhen Mountain and finding dust flying everywhere, he also saw nearly a hundred young people in the Yuanmu Peak area, most of whom were kilns. Born as a worker, he has outstanding physical strength and is hard-working. He is busy cutting down giant trees.

Chen Pingan went over and found an acquaintance who used to be a porcelain maker at the same kiln. After asking, he found out that the town was going to build four large buildings including the county government office, Wenchang Pavilion, Wusheng Temple and Chenghuang Temple in one go. The leader was an elderly man. Qing Qing’s new superintendent is named Wu Mingyuan. As for the title of the other county magistrate, what kind of official position it is, and where the county government office is, the people in the small town don’t understand it, and they don’t care. Knowing that I now have an iron rice bowl for the time being, the wages are very attractive, and the surplus is greater than before when I fired porcelain in the Long Kiln.

In the past, the kiln work was cut off and the kiln fire was extinguished. The young kiln workers faced the loess and turned their backs to the sky all year round. They could only deal with the crops. It was not easy to support their families, let alone earn a few copper coins. People's hearts were so excited that they regarded Mr. Wu Yuan as the God of Wealth. In addition, the wealthy men of the four surnames and ten tribes who live in simplicity, Mr. Xiao Wu, who is one generation or even two generations younger than them, behaves in a particularly respectful manner, and his words also reveal the closeness between stock officials and civilians. As for the more subtle eyes and sights, Hidden with the intention of pleasing people, the people in the small town are not blind, even if they are frogs in the well, so they have a lot of knowledge and the ability to observe words and emotions is not bad.

Now the county magistrate Wu Yuan asked the heads of the four surnames and ten clans to come forward and hire five to six hundred young people from the small town to go into the mountain to cut wood and transport it out of the mountain. For this purpose, Yuanmu Peak even dug a special slide, because many of them were used as beam corridors. It would be too time-consuming and labor-intensive to carry the huge log down the mountain just by manpower, so you can put it in the slide and the big log will slide to the bottom of the mountain on its own. However, in this way, Yuanmu Peak looks like a scar has been cut artificially on its face.

In addition to entering the mountains, there was also water. Many male coolies in the town carried sand and stones from the creek. They chose the east gate of the town as the site for the county government. They knocked down Zheng Dafeng’s yellow mud hut and rebuilt it. The foundation, even the wooden fence and wooden door that had withstood countless winds and rains, were all dismantled.

When Chen Pingan went out of the mountain, he did not choose the winding mountain path. Instead, he stepped directly on the rocks in the stream and jumped downstream. This saved a lot of time. Some people in small towns won't make a fuss when they see the young man carrying a basket on his back. Most of them know that there is an orphan in Clay Bottle Alley. He has been good at collecting herbs and making charcoal since he was a child. He is like a monkey when he enters the mountains. No one can catch up with him. .

Chen Ping'an stopped at the confluence of two streams. It turned out that more than two feet further down, there was a jagged stone cliff, where a bunch of people gathered. On the bank and near the stone cliff, they stood on a bluestone protruding from the water. A burly young man, with a sword with a golden silk scabbard hanging on his waist, wearing a clean black robe, covered with a layer of cyan tulle, with his hair tied up in a hairpin, both of them exuded a sharp look. breath.

The moment the straw-shoe boy appeared, the two of them suddenly shifted their gazes in unison, staring at Chen Ping'an who appeared out of nowhere, with their hands already pressed on the handle of the knife.

Chen Ping'an, who was carrying a basket of herbs on his back, stood still, his expression as usual.

The young man has experienced two alley fights with Cai Jinjian and Fu Nanhua, and was chased by the mountain guarding apes of Zhengyang Mountain. Finally, he had to fight against his peers Ma Kuxuan in the Immortal Tomb. The opponent was not superior. The person among the immortals is the wild alien species who has experienced hundreds of battles, or the lucky one who was destined to die, but Chen Ping'an still survived in the end.

Therefore, the gloomy gazes of the two men with swords could make the people in the city tremble, but they could not make Chen Ping'an have too many emotional ups and downs.

However, Chen Ping'an didn't want to create any complications. He was just about to walk to the shore and then return to the town along the mountain road beside the stream. When he saw a young man who was admired by the stars, he smiled and said something to the saber guard standing in the stream. Then, the latter immediately released his hand holding the handle of the knife. The young man who was sitting cross-legged slowly stood up. He was half a head taller than the two sword-wielding guards. His skin was as fair as that of a woman, and his face was slightly feminine. He waved to Chen Pingan and changed into a man from the small town. The local dialect, with a gentle expression, said with a smile: "Don't be afraid, just continue to follow the original route, we are not bad people."

The small town dialect was slightly obscure, but Chen Pingan heard it clearly. After hesitating for a moment, Chen Pingan smiled at the tall man, then pointed to the shore, indicating that he would be ashore soon and would not disturb him. their chat.

Without waiting for the man to say anything, Chen Ping'an jumped a few times and landed on the shore without any hesitation. His thin figure quickly disappeared into the increasingly green forest path.

Some of the female-looking men withdrew their hands angrily, and the officials and subordinates around them suppressed their laughter. The man said awkwardly: "The young man who collects medicine is very skilled. Look, I said that there are outstanding people here, so don't complain about the competition here." Unlike the bustling capital city, a small place has its own charm and beautiful scenery, which makes it feel special."

Not to mention, it was a blessing, but the official's money was three hundred taels of silver, which immediately caused a burst of unbridled laughter.

The tall man was Wu Yuan, the God of Wealth in the eyes of the town's people. He was the kiln supervisor and the first county magistrate of Longquan. He was not angry when he faced the ridicule of his subordinates. He sat down and continued the previous topic, "Longquan County Government Office" , Wenchang Pavilion, Wusheng Temple, City God's Temple, there are buildings everywhere. Just the plaques alone cost at least fifteen or six yuan. Your Majesty is concerned about the steady fall of the Lizhu Cave and the smooth bordering with the Dali territory, maintaining seven or eight In this geographical panorama, there was not even a major land upset, so Long Yan was so happy that he gave a plaque with the words 'Review the past and learn the new' to Wenchang Pavilion..."

When Wu Yuan said this, an elegant and elegant young man smiled and said: "Master Wu, didn't you help our county government ask for a calligraphy treasure from His Majesty?"

Wu Yuan sighed and said: "Please, why don't you ask, but Your Majesty doesn't agree, what can I do. I can't blame Your Majesty for this, after all, a small county government, if it gets the gift of Your Majesty's golden pen, let so many people become county guards, How can I survive as a provincial official? Do I still want to join the officialdom in the future?"

Everyone smiled knowingly.

Wu Yuan comforted everyone, "Fortunately, Mr. Liu and the Imperial Academy Qi Da Jijiu agreed respectively. When the time comes, people will send two sets of plaques to hang in the county government and Wusheng Temple respectively. The problem now is that Wenchang Pavilion is still three yuan short. The Chenghuang Temple is also short of two pieces. How about you all here thinking of some ideas? Is it really possible for me to write the pen myself? Then my handwriting is crawling with earthworms, which makes even my husband feel desperate. Of course, you don’t think it’s embarrassing. Of course, I don’t care, the only opportunity in this life to turn my calligraphy into a book and plaque has finally arrived!”

The young man with good temperament thought for a while, "Then I will write a letter to my grandfather. My grandfather has a good relationship with the reclusive Mr. Bai Qiu. Let's see if we can find a way to give Mr. Wu some face." To win glory.”

Wu Yuan patted him on the shoulder, "Then I'll leave my honor to you. If the plaque is not enough, the county magistrate's face will be thrown to the ground and cannot be picked up. You will be the only one to ask."

The young man's face froze, feeling that he had dug a hole for himself.

The other colleagues who were about the same age all expressed sympathy. Our Mr. Wu's character is famous for his ability to climb up the ladder. He dares to open the largest dyeing shop in the capital just by giving him a little color. How dare you? Compete with him to see who is thicker-skinned?

These young men with little official aura all have an official position that was popular in the northern dynasty of East Aquarius Continent, Secretary Lang.

This official position is divided into civil and military positions. The civil secretary is like a staff adviser, who advises the mastermind and solves problems. The military secretary is the two strong young men with gold sabers hanging from their waists. They serve as personal guards and protect the chief officer. Safety. However, the position of secretary-general belongs to the subordinate staff and is not included in the official ranks of the imperial court. When the children of wealthy families serve as officials, they are often hired by the family or hired clean servants to serve as civil and military secretaries-general. Of course, the court also allocates quotas, and the number of people starts from two to two. Anyone ranging from one to twenty people can receive a large salary.

Wu Yuan was from the Han tribe and could not afford to hire secretaries on his own. These civil secretaries were all allocated by the imperial court. However, Longquan County was just a large county on the Dali territory, not even a county. Originally, he could only be allocated to civil and military secretaries. One person, but the two Wu Secretary Lang with golden threads wrapped around the scabbards were clearly masters of the Great Li military who had achieved outstanding achievements, otherwise they would not be qualified to wear this sword.

In fact, the fact that Wu Yuan can serve as the first parent officer of Longquan County in Dali can already explain a lot of problems.

The young county magistrate's mentor was the Imperial Master of Dali, nicknamed "Xiuhu".

His future father-in-law is a certain Shangzhuguo who spent half his life in the army on the battlefield at the border of Dali.

After joking, Wu Yuan said seriously: "The workload of these four buildings is already very large. Moreover, the location of Shenxian Tomb and Lao Porcelain Mountain. Here in the town, from the saint Ruan Master to Taoye Fulu Street where four surnames and ten ethnic groups gather. Alley, they are dealing with it in a tacit understanding, and it is obvious that the next step will not go smoothly, and there will be hardships. But the real big and troublesome thing is that the three parties of the Ministry of Etiquette, Qin Tianjian and Academy will gather here to consecrate the mountain gods and river gods. If it were not for the mountain god, the resistance would be too great, which would make His Majesty hesitate, otherwise His Majesty would even come to our Longquan County in person."

Wu Yuan saw that their faces were getting more solemn, so he took out the dry biscuits and took a bite. He joked easily: "Can this big temple of the Mountain God be built on the Piyun Mountain within our jurisdiction? Can it become a great temple?" The new Dali Beiyue is really not something we can get involved with. We are just small fish and shrimps in the county government, so stop chewing dry biscuits and worrying about the hearts of the central ministers, and just follow those officials in yellow and purple. Let’s go and toss.”

The mood of the people around him improved slightly.

Wu Yuan munched the dry biscuits silently, hesitated for a moment, and said vaguely: "There is news, which is both good news and bad news. After the fall of the Lu Dynasty, how to resettle the survivors of the subjugated country has always been a big problem. What's next for us in Longquan County It will receive between 5,000 and 10,000 prisoners, a mixed bag of good and bad, from all three religions and nine schools. Therefore, the Dali military will closely supervise all the way and be responsible for moving this group of guilty prisoners here. This move is beneficial to us. There are disadvantages. The advantage is that Longquan County finally has the prototype of a large county. The disadvantage is that it is so smoky that it makes it even more difficult for us who are not familiar with the place to start. We have to work hard to win over those local snakes who choose to stay in the small town."

A young man from an aristocratic family who became a secretary asked: "Can we divide and rule those big families?"

Wu Yuan shook his head without hesitation and said: "It's difficult. Who is willing to believe us when we are here for the first time?"

Wu Yuan said in a deep voice: "Instead of making things self-defeating and alarming the snake, it is better to take it slow. We have come to this place with extremely complicated historical origins. Naturally, you will follow me, Wu Yuan, to gain a bright future, but we must be clear about one thing. Only hard work under difficult circumstances can lead to great wealth, so if any of you want to get promoted and make a fortune in a year or two, I think you can turn around and leave now, and I, Wu Yuan, will help pay for the travel expenses."

The six civil and military secretaries looked resolute, and no one had any intention of shrinking back from the difficulties.

Wu Yuan said softly: "Remember, don't act hastily."

This was definitely not Wu Yuan's empty words, but he suffered a terrible loss not long after entering the town. At that time, Da Li official forces were dispatched to suppress the Ziyanhe Qi practitioner. It was Wu Yuan who insisted on going his own way and risked his life. At the risk of being held accountable by the imperial court, he decided to kill first and then report later, trying to break the deadlock and win Master Ruan's favor first, and then use the power of the saint to suppress the four surnames and ten tribes in the town.

Facts have proved that His Majesty the Emperor did not hold him accountable, but the reaction of Master Ruan, the sage at that time, made Wu Yuan sweat profusely and wanted to slap himself hard.

Someone asked out of curiosity: "Are those remaining prisoners used as laborers for the Qi Practitioners to help open up the barren mountains?"

Wu Yuan nodded and said: "In addition, the imperial court officials will also ask the Qi practitioners to drive two young golden-threaded apes over, plus the Xiling Jiajia and Kaishan Puppet from the Taoist Fulu Sect, and strive to bring them together within ten years. The more than sixty hills have all been opened up, and there are Taoist temples, pavilions and pavilions."

The young people around Wu Yuan all showed fascination.

On the other side of the town, tall buildings are rising everywhere on the plains, and in the mountains, there are more fairy mansions.

Everyone looked at each other and smiled, saying nothing. As the first group of officials in the history of Dali Longquan County, they are destined to be recorded in the history. How dare they not work together and serve Wu Yuan, the backbone who is destined to have a great future?

At the top of Piyun Mountain, a handsome young man with a mole between his eyebrows waved his sleeves, and the sea of ​​clouds halfway up the mountain was pushed aside to the left and right. He tried his best to look far away, and at the end of his sight, an ox cart and a horse carriage appeared.

He smiled happily and said: "Let's bet. Qi Jingchun, if I win this bet, then the two sticks of incense you have worked so hard to leave will be completely cut off. How pitiful."

The young man twisted a seal with two fingers, and the seal text read "The world welcomes spring".

The smiling young man suddenly exerted force with his fingers, and the seal cracked and turned into powder, quickly dissipating between heaven and earth.

The reason why the seal can be crushed so easily is due to the true meaning of the four words in it, which is like a person being disheartened and extremely disappointed, so it has already dissipated automatically.

He quickly looked away, and finally saw a young man carrying a basket walking toward the town alone.