Luo Qianqian naturally went to Shushan, but Shushan is not optimistic at present, and the situation is not as good as before.

In other words, after Emperor Shu completely lost the lily, people became particularly depressed, he always fell into a deep guilt for the lily and could not extricate himself, it has been thirty years since the lily's soul was scattered, and the Shu emperor fell into a state of depression, it has been thirty years.

Emperor Shu did not care about the suffering of the people, nor did he pay attention to the increasingly serious infighting in Shushan, and even turned away all visitors, including the envoys of the heavenly court.

Over time, Emperor Shu's depression has become a well-known secret in the fairy world.

Although no one publicly blamed Emperor Shu, everyone was talking behind their backs that Emperor Shu's status was probably precarious.

At least, the Jade Emperor was a strong dissatisfaction with the Shu Emperor.

In the past three years, Shushan has not received any grains, and no tribute has been paid to Heavenly Court.

The Jade Emperor couldn't bear it anymore and thought that the Shu Emperor was contempting the heavenly court.

The ministers who assisted Emperor Shu were very annoyed by Emperor Shu's depression that had not improved for a long time. They each have their own thoughts, some want to go to Lingshan, and some want to wait for an opportunity to seek power.

Just in time for the treacherous situation in Shushan, Luo Qianqian came to the long-lost Shushan realm alone.

Her fate may not be much better.

She walked on the border of Shu Mountain, and she should have been happy in her heart, and it was a joyful thing to reunite after a long absence, but she made her eyes startled.

Thirty years ago, Shushan was green and green, the people were thriving, and the villages were peaceful.

Thirty years, however, passed. For some reason, time has eaten away at the green mountains, rotted the green water, and disintegrated the originally peaceful cottages.

A cottage not far away, where she once borrowed it, was very popular back then, although the tea was coarse and the rice was light, but the villagers were also rich in food and clothing. Today, however, the cottages are cold, uninhabited and overgrown with weeds. Houses became dilapidated.

"It's probably been a long time since anyone lived!" She muttered to herself.

But. Where have all the people gone? Did you move to another village?

She walked alone in the ghost-like village, panicking in her heart, she was not afraid of the occasional ghost jumping out of here, but worried about the changes in Shushan. Something bad has happened in the thirty years of the Fear Shu Mountain.

She was more worried that she would not be going well. I couldn't find a place to retreat. I am afraid that after leaving the fairy world for thirty years, there is no place for her in the fairy world.

She walked through ruined villages, hoping to find a place where her personal life thrived. Inquire with someone about the situation in Shushan.

However, she walked through several villages in succession, and they were all the same.

Moreover, she walked for most of the day without seeing a single figure.

She pondered and said in her heart: Perhaps, Shushan is being renovated, and the villagers have moved away and gone to the other side of the mountain......

Just as she was pondering, she suddenly saw some people in official uniforms not far ahead, and some people who were escorting them. They walked together on the forest path, the people were ragged, their faces dark, and they were all middle-aged strong men. The man in the official uniform, with no weapons in his hands, only leather whips, kept whipping dozens of middle-aged strong men, like driving livestock.

The person in the official uniform also scolded and scolded, saying: "Hurry up for Lao Tzu, fuck you, are you lazy donkeys?" Or a stupid pig?! Can't understand people? I told you to hurry, did you hear me? ”

Dozens of middle-aged strong men, skinny and bone-like, with broad shoulders and narrow waists, and bruises on their legs, staggered down the road, each without even a decent pair of shoes.

Luo Qianqian watched from afar, and her heart was sour.

I don't know that these strong men have violated the royal law of Shushan, and they want to let some miscellaneous people bully like this!

She followed, cloaked in a leafy cloak, intending to see where the group was going.

Time is short, but it has recently set.

The group stopped in front of a tall temple, which was not very complete, as if it had been newly built and had not yet been completed.

The group walked into the temple and did not come out for a long time.

She also swaggered into the temple, and looked up to see that it was the old man of the Jade Emperor who was enshrined in front of her.

However, the group just now was not here, they were probably behind the main hall, and there was a clanging chisel sound.

She was about to bypass the main hall and walk inside, but when she heard the sound of noisy footsteps behind her, she suddenly looked back and saw a group of people waiting to enter the temple. The leader is a bearded man with round eyes, especially like Zhang Fei, a historical figure in the global village.

This person looked in the temple for a moment, and the person behind him stood honestly, although he was not uniformly dressed, but at first glance it was the subordinate of this person who looked like Zhang Fei.

Luo Qianqian took two steps back lightly, retreated to the corner of the main hall, and waited to watch the play.

The person who looked like Zhang Fei shouted: "Lu Patrol is here, you don't send someone to meet you quickly." ”

As soon as the words fell, a person ran out from behind the main hall, a man in official uniform, who ran to Lu Xun in three steps and two steps, bowed and said, "Lu Xun, hello!" We have been digging a garden behind the main hall according to the instructions of Lord Sun. ”

"Hmmm! How many temples are there? Lu Xun asked.

The man in the official uniform said: "Go back to Lu to inspect, this is the seventh room, and it is all done according to the instructions of Lord Sun." ”

"Hmmm! Well, this is the money that Lord Sun gave to the laborers, so that they can use it to support their families. Don't take it for you. Lu said.

With that, Lu Xian threw the money on the ground, looked around again, then turned around and walked out of the main hall, leaving the temple with his people.

The man in the official uniform stooped down and picked up the money bag, stuffed it into his bosom, crooked the corners of his mouth, and then turned and left the main hall and went to the garden where he was digging.

Luo Qianqian understood the conversation between the two, Master Sun was preparing to build a temple, this was the seventh temple, and that Lu Inspector should be Lord Sun's subordinates, who came to check the construction of the temple and came to pay the laborers.

The person who wears the official uniform is actually the supervisor of the labor, supervising the work of the laborers.

Those strong men who look like ordinary people are real laborers.

However, the bag of money for the laborers has been carried into the arms of the overseer, and this is probably a problem.

She guessed that the overseers most likely shared the money privately and would not give any of it to the laborers. I am afraid that the laborers will be bullied by the overseers in this way, suppressed by the official authority, and I am afraid that they will not dare to ask for money if they do not receive it.

At least, when she was in Lingshan, this is how the immortal soldiers oppressed the people.

Thinking of this, she immediately walked to the back, intending to see if the overseer would give the money to the poor strong men.

She bypassed the statue of the Jade Emperor in the main hall and came to the garden behind the main hall, where flowers and plants had not yet been planted, and it was still a messy field of stones. A few laborers were wielding iron tools and carving a rockery, while others were waiting for the overseers to beat their backs and feet. (To be continued.) )