"Is this the Imperial City?"

Luo Zhengdao, who let out a sigh, stopped on the earthen hill outside the ruined city wall, looked at the ruins of the city in the distance, and then turned his head to look at the excited expressions of his subordinates, he stood here with a strange expression, as if he was holding back something. ∈♀

Despite shouting about the glory of the empire, in fact, the Second Goblin Empire has always been very pragmatic, and in the past thousands of years, it has always been an unlucky person who has been regularly surrounded and hunted by the human army, and is often driven around by the human army to run around like a reservoir dog, and the goblins no longer know how to be flexible, and they die early.

It was confirmed that the human race was not scaring itself with big words, whether it was the goblin emperor or not, the bigwigs, the military department, and the senate also put down their shelves and concluded a new agreement with the human race with super high work efficiency. This time, the goblins bowed their heads very simply, and in order to avoid falling into disputes again, they ceded a large area south of Dongning, up to the mouth of the Chishui River, including the old imperial city that went deeper than 2,000 miles inland, to Luo Zhengdao. Anyway, these places are often at war with demons and demons, and it is not easy for the goblins to barely maintain the ruling order, so they just need to keep the Grand Canal City and continue to take on the task of exporting the emigrant ships to the eastern region.

The goblins offered a ten-year truce in exchange for a ten-year truce in the form of the Styx Pact, officially announcing that the bloody storm that had lasted for more than ten years since the fall of the Human Light Dynasty had temporarily subsided, and the goblins and human enemies had entered a new era of peace together.

Will Needham's memories were almost whitewashed when his soul was annihilated, and Luo Zhengdao had no sense of the concept of a prosperous human dynasty, and he knew very little about the experience of this body growing up. Naturally, he couldn't understand what it was like for a group of rough old men under his hand to hug each other and look at the silhouette of the old imperial city with tears streaming down their faces, do you think this is playing philosophy? All right! Luo Zhengdao, who couldn't understand this, could only take the scene of the blind dog in front of him as a Western scenery to watch the excitement.

Noticing Luo Zhengdao's absent-mindedness, Zola Hegel, who also had no emotional foundation for the old imperial cities of the human dynasties, spoke:

"Your Majesty, is the Holy Spring really here?"

Coldly asked about this, Luo Zhengdao was vague and said:

"Uh, I guess!"

Although the location of the old imperial city was in an earlier era, but after his efforts to cultivate and sort out, from the perspective of the pattern, it is completely in line with the requirements of the Chinese Feng Shui Kanyu doctrine. For most people, the story of Emperor Taizu and Shengquan is just a pastime in the tavern, and those big people who may have access to the secret core have either died under the butcher's knife of the goblin, or they have taken advantage of the chaos to mend the knife for the enemies who had a grudge earlier, and the latecomers who do not know the inside story can only rely on guesswork to judge the truth of the rumors in the market.

Luo Zhengdao had no intention of delaying his efforts here, so he opened his mouth and said:

"Everyone, don't look at it, let's go into the city."

A few years ago, the court of the Second Goblin Empire ordered the old imperial city of the human dynasties to be abolished and a new city to be built, and the public reason was that because they considered the old imperial city unlucky, the goblins found another way to build a new capital on their own. After that, some of the building materials of the old imperial city were removed for construction projects elsewhere, and the rest of the city was left untouched, after all, it takes energy to destroy it, and the goblins are obviously not interested in competing with a pile of bricks and tiles. At this time, Luo Zhengdao rode a horse and led his subordinates through the ancient bluestone streets with a history of thousands of years, and the crisp sound of whisking horses' hooves echoed in the empty streets, and a feeling of empty and lonely decay and decadence arose.

With a length of 15 miles from east to west and a width of 20 miles from north to south, the Imperial City of Mankind is a large-scale Chinese-style city with three layers of inner and outer walls.

In its heyday, the old imperial city had a permanent population of more than 3 million, and the barges on and off the canals connected to the river stretched for dozens of miles.

This time he insisted on retaking the old imperial city from the goblins, Luo Zhengdao was not only for the legend of the Holy Spring, although the concentration camps in the inland areas were abandoned by the goblins, the goblin army no longer pursued the fleeing human refugees. However, with the exception of those lucky ones who were close to the Dongning and Chishui basins and could be relieved in time and moved to areas under de facto control such as Qiongzhou, the rest of the people could only survive in the wilderness, and Luo Zhengdao was beyond his reach. Faced with famine, wild beasts and disease, and the potential threat of bloody war, these displaced people did not suffer much less mortality than they did in concentration camps.

Luo Zhengdao's group gathered a large number of displaced people along the way along the waterway, and when he was about to enter the ruins of the city at this moment, he shouted loudly:

"Zola, you're in charge of settling the refugees, and from tomorrow you'll be able to do it on a cash-for-work basis, and those who are willing to participate in the clean-up of the city will be given three meals, the rest of the population will be given one meal, and pregnant women and children will be given two meals."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Formulating an appropriate welfare policy is a double-edged sword, playing well or not, it is a compulsory lesson that tests wisdom and conscience, and the grasp of proportions and scales can be called an art.

Poor social welfare will lead to a corrupt atmosphere, similar to the negative example of the elderly who can't be helped when they fall, to put it bluntly, the social security system can't keep up with the actual demand, the amount of medical treatment is too large, and it is impossible to solve the medical expenses without blaming people. In fact, it has nothing to do with moral education or anything, Cang Liao is enough to know the etiquette, the ancestors have said it so clearly and thoroughly, there is actually a vote of bricks called beasts deliberately pretending to be confused, talking nonsense and whitewashing the peace, then you can't complain that others want to hack you, and regularly shooting a group of brick beasts is conducive to social harmony.

Of course, it's not a good thing to get too generous welfare conditions, and the European pigs who raise a bunch of lazy people work four days a week, doing an average of six hours a day and crying and shouting about how they are brutally exploited, which makes those poor people in the Celestial Empire who stay up late and work overtime like eating and drinking water how envious, jealous and hateful!

Luo Zhengdao looked at the thin refugee in ragged clothes, asked his entourage, and said:

"Any news from the Scout? Demons and demons don't move much, right? ”

"Your Majesty, our people have been watching, and if there is a situation, we will report it immediately."

Hearing the sound and nodding, Luo Zhengdao admonished:

"Don't let your guard down, we've all run through countless storms, because it's not worth it to be planted in the ditch because of negligence."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

For the people who stand at the foot of the mountain and look up, the difference between 1,000 meters and 10,000 meters is not big, and it is also an unattainable distance. As the examples cited earlier, the more Luo Zhengdao understands the power system of the magic card masters, the more he lacks confidence in whether he can break free from the tragic fate, how good the predecessors are the magic card masters, such a big bull has been destroyed by the curse of the desolate gods, what virtue does Luo Zhengdao have, and he can catch the great deeds that his predecessors can't do, such a nonsense argument has been completely divorced from reality.

In the old world, when asked what a schoolboy's life dream was, it is estimated that the answer would be to become the head of a country, or to become a star or a scientist. When you go to college, ask the same question again, and you will be much lower as a boss after graduation. When this person stepped into the society and worked hard for many years, he was suddenly asked about his life ideals, and it is estimated that after he was stunned, the final answer was inseparable from having a car and a house.

Recognizing the indifference and cruelty of the real world, and constantly lowering one's expectations for a better life in the future, this is the true embodiment of the ideal of reality consumption. No one is the protagonist in the story, in the story of reality, each of us is a supporting role, this is the deepest and most painful life insight!

After disposing of mundane matters, Luo Zhengdao turned his attention to another purpose of this trip, and muttered to himself:

"I'll look for it!"

As he spoke, the wave of thought slowly radiating from the center of his eyebrows was like a ripple caused by throwing a stone on the surface of a quiet pond, sweeping the entire imperial city in a gentle and unstoppable way, and in the sea of Luo Zhengdao's divine consciousness in a shallow meditative state, a three-dimensional map of the city was slowly being generated.

This method is time-consuming and laborious, and the only advantage is that there is no need to rely on external forces, which can be regarded as the most appropriate method for Luo Zhengdao, who is currently short of manpower.

In the ancient legend, when the time-traveler emperor was conquering the world, he stumbled upon a magical spring that could wash away all the filth in the world, and successfully healed him of the negative energy damage left by the assassin's assassination. Due to the high degree of secrecy, the exact location of the holy spring seems to be confusing, after the death of this Emperor Taizu, no one has ever seen this holy spring, and even several human emperors in later generations have ordered to search the whole city, but still nothing.

At this time, the wave of thought released by Luo Zhengdao was formless and colorless, but it was pervasive, and even so, he couldn't find the holy spring as he wished after tossing and turning for three days in a row. Two-thirds of the city was excluded, and the rest were mainly concentrated in places with underground facilities, such as cellars for breweries and labyrinths of mansions.

In those cities with a longer history, the number of inexplicable underground structures is correspondingly high, especially in the main centers of political activity such as the Imperial City, where the escape tunnels and hiding places set up by the wealthy and nobles may be more dense and exaggerated than rat holes. Luo Zhengdao can't use wide-area idea wave scanning to identify subtle differences in scenery, such as distinguishing the difference between a three-story building and a thatched house, which is certainly no problem, but he can't distinguish the difference between a deep water well and a deep water well in a large-scale scan, so he has to reduce the scanning area and increase the beam density of the thought wave to achieve accurate imaging.

“…… Haha, I found it! ”

The spring should come from somewhere underground or on a mountain cliff, this is the subconscious thought of ordinary people, who have not considered how unusual it is that no one has ever seen a spiritual spring after the death of Emperor Taizu, which means that the spring water exists in an extremely secret place, rather than a normal way in people's impressions, which is the most reasonable speculation.