Genius 3 seconds to remember the website of this site [Pen Maze Pavilion.] Lu Jiabang people rely on water to draft, often drink the reed root tea cool and reduce the fire, when she lives here, it is often used to boil herbal tea.

The small shrimp in the lake are almost transparent, no longer than the tail finger, and the meat is very tender. Most people like to grab leeks and fry them, or wrap them in flour and put them in an oil pot, but Ning Xiaoxian thinks that it is best to peel the shell and eat it raw, or it is also very delicious to make a medicinal shrimp.

"Bring the wine. Huang Fuming instructed the lame king, turned around and poured her a cup of reed root tea, "Sure enough, I still have to take you out for a walk, so you are willing to eat more." In the past three years, she has lived in Guanming Peak of Mount Kinabalu, and the amount of food has become smaller and smaller, and in the end, there is less than one or two rice per meal. The God King used the world's first-class delicacy, but no matter how he persuaded her, she only said that she would eat more to nourish her fat, and refused to eat again, how could she have such an appetite as today?

Ning Xiaoxian didn't look at him, and said calmly: "No one else has anything to eat, so don't be born in a blessing and don't know the blessing." She also knew that the situation in the world was not good, but when she came out and walked all the way and looked all the way, she realized that the mountains and rivers were erosive, and they had reached such a shocking point!

All the way, the beast carriage flew in mid-air. She looked down from the window on the earth, and often saw the ruins, the wounds of years of war, and the red land, where the great powers fought fiercely, perhaps because of the supernatural powers, or because of the heavy evil spirit, turned into a barren land, and no plants could grow for hundreds of years.

They also passed through large tracts of farmland, but although the fields were not barren, the crops did not grow well. At this time, it is already the season of rice harvesting, but the rice field she sees is lodging, the ears are small and deflated, but like a dog's tail grass, a gust of wind blows, indescribably desolate, how can there be a harvest scene of the past year?

Let's talk about cotton fields. At this time, it is time for the flocculation period of cotton, and farmers usually have to protect the roots and leaves to promote early maturity, so as to increase the autumn peach. But even when she flew in mid-air, she could see the black spots in the field, like bald spots on the head of an elderly man. She also presided over agricultural water conservancy in the southwest, and knew that this was the result of the dual effects of drought and disease.

There has been a major drought in southern Ganbu for three years, with only a few exceptions. The mountains and rivers are like this, and the embarrassment of mortal life can be imagined.

Huangfu Ming's face did not change: "There will be improvement after the war." ”

Ning Xiaoxian shook his head: "This is heaven's curse." "In the vast world, there are already three out of five barbarians, and the Heavenly Dao naturally doesn't want to let them have a good time.

Huangfu Ming laughed: "Sister, I don't care about other places, this place in the central part is just because the sacred mountain has come to the world and changed the landform." ”

He also knew that Ning Xiaoxian's eyes turned on him. Originally, the central part of the southern Ganbu continent and Zhongzhou were smooth, and there was no major disaster or epidemic for thousands of years, which can be described as the land of fish and rice and the country of abundance. However, since the barbarian invasion three years ago, the land has been out of harmony and plagues, resulting in a great drought in the sky and the cutting off of rivers. If she hadn't known that Hellgou was in the southwest, she would have thought that the drought had slipped into the middle of the world to plague the world.

But the power of the drought is not so extensive.

In fact, she understands that the climate in other places may be the result of the Heavenly Dao, but the climate variation near the central part is the result of the advent of the Sacred Mountain. The central part of the country is flat, and there are no huge mountains in the north and south, so the water vapor transport is abundant and the temperature is pleasant.

As a result, Liu Qingli broke the seal of the sacred mountain.

Mount Kinabalu is a vast area that spans several large states, and it still runs east-west, and the huge mountains that rise into the clouds block the southward flow of cold air and water vapor, so that the rainfall in the central region has dropped sharply, less than one-third of what it used to be, and the climate has become hot and hot, and it is now nearly late August, and the ground is still so hot that dogs stick out their tongues.

At this time in the past, the people of Lu Jiabang were going to change their autumn clothes.

She shook her head: "Heaven is angry and people are resentful, barbarians are so perverse, sooner or later they will be punished." ”

Wang lame happened to come up with a jar of "reed flowers", and when he heard this, he hurriedly said: "This lady, be careful that trouble comes out of your mouth." I heard this a few days ago, and the man was gone the next day. ”

Ning Xiaoxian glanced at Huang Fuming and smiled: "Why, you won't even be allowed to tell the truth here?"

Huang Fuming touched his nose and didn't dare to answer: My sister seems to be very angry today. He smashed the mud seal of the wine jar with his hand, poured himself a full glass, took a sip, and frowned.

She said again: "How did Lu Jiabang become so desolate?" Sitting here, you can see the city gate while looking at the lake and mountains. But she counted for a long time, and only a dozen people entered and exited the city gates.

This is completely different from the pomp and circumstance of three years ago. When the war alliance was still sitting here, the city gate was noisy with cars and horses, and the market was one after another, and I didn't know how lively it was.

"Have you been here?" the cripple sighed, "here...... It's changed. ”

I want to say all the bitterness, but I want to talk about it.

Ning Xiaoxian was silent for a while before asking him, "How much is the tax?"

"Eighty percent. The lame king exhaled, and the air was filled with the smell of smoke, "The harvest of the year has been taken away, and less than half of what we can keep in our hands is less." ”

Before Ning Xiaoxian could react, Huang Fuming had already frowned: "Shouldn't it be a tax of thirty percent?"

He had given an order, and the name and amount of taxes and fees were set out in black and white, and for mortals, they would not exceed thirty percent of their income at most.

Ning Xiaoxian glanced at him: "Young Master, you have lived in the mountains for too long, do you know the meaning of the words 'layer by layer'?"

The Sacred Domain was transformed into a country a long time ago, and in terms of system and regulation, it was dozens of streets away from the Immortal Sect. However, the blessings and misfortunes depend on each other, and the advantages and disadvantages complement each other, and it inevitably nourishes a vast bureaucracy. The longer the country exists, the more its bureaucracy understands the interests of power.

The God King may still want to take the Southern Ganbu Continent as his own, and he does not plan to use the knife to bleed the people who are the foundation, but the bureaucrats at all levels do not have such concerns, and this is not their own world. How can he not seek his own interests in his place?

Therefore, the order to levy 30% of the tax was issued, and when it was actually implemented on the heads of the common people, it had been superimposed layer by layer, and finally reached a shocking 80%!

The god-king lives high in the sacred mountain, far away from the world, and while demonstrating his majesty and power, he is far away from the people's feelings and ignores the sufferings of the world. The barbarian ancestors in ancient times were like this, and the current Huangfu Ming has not escaped from this strange circle.

was ridiculed by her like this, Huang Fuming's eyes flashed with anger, but it was not aimed at her. Those who know him well will understand that the God-King intends to kill.

He hates others to deceive him and hide from him, not to mention that they are all his subordinates.