This night, Emperor Jiang had a dream, in the dream he woke up in a very magical place, where the green mountains are verdant, surrounded by green water, there are groups of wild beasts running, but he ignores him alone, so that he has a hanging heart and let go, fortunately it has not become the reincarnation of the beasts.

As soon as he turned around, there was an old man with white beard and white hair standing behind him, dressed in white, looking like a fairy, looking at Emperor Jiang with impatience, no matter how he looked at it, he looked like an immortal.

"You are Jiang Zhuzi?" The voice was ethereal, but it was very clearly conveyed into his heart, giving him a spiritual shock, a touch from the depths of his soul.

"It's the little emperor, I don't know who the immortal is." Emperor Jiang was called by the immortal by his former nickname, not only did he not get angry, but he became restrained, who in the whole world now dares to call him Jiang Zhuzi? If it's not a real immortal, who has the guts?

There is also this place that is obviously different from the fairyland of the outside world, and he naturally believes that he has entered the fairyland unintentionally.

The 'immortal' twisted his beard with his hands, with an unfathomable posture, and after a long time, he snorted coldly: "Jiang Zhuzi, you are guilty!" ”

Seeing that the 'immortals' were angry, Emperor Jiang knelt on the ground in fright, kowtowed again and again: "The little emperor doesn't know, ask the immortals to make it clear." ”

Secretly, he was shocked into a cold sweat, the other party was an immortal, how could he afford to provoke him? What's more, he already felt the sense of oppression around him, probably the coercion of the legendary immortals.

He was convinced that if he displeased one of the immortals, the immortals would be able to destroy him by raising their hands.

The 'immortal' smiled coldly again, "Since I don't know, the deity may as well tell you that the deity is the Yuan Tianzhen of Guangchengxi Dan Hollow, because of the experience of the suffering of mortals in the lower realm, so he came to overcome the difficulties, your dead son is the closed disciple accepted by the deity, acting on behalf of the teacher, benefiting the people, and when the function is not only immeasurable, but also able to bless future generations, but you are lamented that you are greedy for profit, and you want to go against the sky, unscrupulous means, regardless of the life and death of the people, and do a sect, one wrong thing after another, Not only did it cause the good apprentice with the best qualifications of the deity to die tragically, but also ruined the deity's good intentions, Jiang Zhuzi, are you guilty? ”

Emperor Jiang was dumbfounded when he heard this, he had always thought that Mei Niang was the initiator of all miracles, how could he never have thought that his son would be a disciple of the immortals, but this was not in line with Jiang Chuye's rhetoric when he was in Baohe Village?

There is an apprentice of the gods in the family, and his throne is naturally as stable as a rock, but now that his son is gone, where will the gods bless him? If he hadn't wanted more, how could everything have come to such an irreversible point?

Emperor Jiang sat on the ground at that time, thinking of the tragic death of his favorite son because of his ambitions, and his daughter-in-law who is now missing, Emperor Jiang suddenly felt that what was the point of him being so obsessed with power, looking at the entire Cangjian country was devastated, the country could not become a country, the family could not become a family, and the immortal master without his son was behind him, how long could he hold on?

The most beloved son is gone, the most beloved woman is missing, the remaining children are all mud that can't support the wall, the women are all superficial and pretentious, and there is no one around him who can make him feel relaxed.

All the negative emotions came up, Emperor Jiang grabbed his hair fiercely, he began to hate his bastard, of course he understood Jiang Chuye's filial piety when he gave up his glorious power and would rather go back to his hometown with him to recuperate, and he could understand that among all the children, the most filial and caring one was only Jiang Chuye, but now, Jiang Chuye died tragically because of his ambition, and he couldn't even find a corpse after his death, how could he not be sad as a father?

It's just that the power made him blinded and confused, and when he really understood what he had lost, he wanted to regain the happiness that Jiang Chuye had always wanted to maintain in the past, but found that all the roads were blocked by himself.

Emperor Jiang's state of mind grew old in an instant, and the whole person quickly became haggard, it turned out that because of his persistence, he had lost so many of the most precious things, if he was given a chance to start over, would he put power first again?

The 'immortal' stared at Emperor Jiang's expression without blinking, and after seeing his sudden decadence and rapid haggardness, he thought: Is it too much to act?

But at this time, it was not that he could stop if he wanted to stop, and sighed heavily, like a compassionate god, "Jiang Zhuzi, although you can't be more wrong, but the benevolent disciple of the deity made one last request to the deity when his soul was not gone, since he is the deity's most beloved disciple, this last wish, the deity still has to do it for him." ”

As he spoke, the 'immortal' waved his long sleeves, "You go back and think about it, find a granary where you can store grain, the last thing the deity can do for the common people in the world is to leave the granary full for you, remember, the deity only gives you a period of ten days, after ten days, whether you find a place or not, the deity will return to the cave and never set foot in this sinister world again." ”

After speaking, the 'immortal' waved his long sleeves again, "Tong'er, let's give Jiang Zhuzi a ride." ”

After speaking, Emperor Jiang heard two crisp words in his ears: "Obey!" ”

I only felt a flower in front of me, and when I opened my eyes again, there was him on the bed.

The scene in the dream was too clear, so that Emperor Jiang couldn't think of it as a dream, thinking of the closed disciples and the last food that the 'immortals' said...... Although Emperor Jiang's heart was very blocked, he still knew that this was related to the fate of the people of Cangjian Kingdom, so he got up in a hurry, regardless of the fact that it was still late outside, and asked the eunuch to announce that his most trusted courtiers would go to the Imperial Academy to discuss the arrangement of the granary.

He didn't see a figure that quickly appeared in his bedroom when he left, and when he was sure that no one was outside, the figure quickly left on a flying carpet, leaving no suspicious clues.

Emperor Jiang is naturally full of granaries that can put grain, only in this way will he not think about how wrong he is, losing his son, losing his beloved wife, his life is only left with loneliness and regret day after day, but the road is his choice, even if it is wrong, he can't complain about others, no matter how hard it is, he has to grit his teeth and go on. After making a mistake once, we can't make mistakes and then let the people of Cangjian Kingdom live and die.

Such a location is not difficult to find, in a big mountain two hundred miles away from the capital, is the granary where the Cangjian country mainly stores grain, there are several such granaries in the Cangjian country, all of which are under the unified dispatch of the emperor, and others have no right to open the warehouse.

These granaries are so big that if they are filled with enough grain for all the people of Cangjian to eat for a few years, even if there are continuous disasters today, there are still a lot of grain stored in them, but they are all old grains, and the taste and taste are much worse.

There are also some good grains that he asked his subordinates to scavenge in other cities during this recent period, at the beginning he recognized that these good grains were the same as those that Jiang Chuye had brought back, at that time he just thought that Mei Niang had a treasure, and now with Yuan Tianzhen's statement, he finally understood that these grains were all transformed by Yuan Tianzhen's immortal law, but it was a pity that he miscalculated for a while, and turned the continuous grain support into a hammer deal, but whether it was a hammer deal or not, he still wanted to get as many benefits as possible.

Even if it wasn't for his ambition, it was rare to think about it for the people of the entire Cangjian Kingdom.

As for the future...... Without his favorite heir to the throne, this Jiang family's country is not as important in his eyes as it was at the beginning.

There are still ten days, Emperor Jiang looked at the endless granary, except for the heavy troops defending outside, no one is allowed to come, the granary is very large, a lot, but in the eyes of Emperor Jiang is still far from enough, if you can get more food, it is naturally the best, and there is the water that bothers the people of Cangjian the most.

Although there is still a water source, the water that can flow out is not enough for normal use at all, in addition to boiling porridge, the people of Cangjian Kingdom now eat without washing vegetables, and the soil on the leaves is directly put in the porridge to boil together.

Besides, it's all dry like this, and people who can eat a bite of food are really happy people.

As for extravagant things like bathing and washing clothes, I basically don't even think about it.

In order to set an example, Emperor Jiang had to endure the bitter days of taking a bath once every ten days and changing his clothes once every five days in a hot day, but fortunately, after he took the Cleansing Pill, there were not many dirty things in his body, and the meridians in his body would no longer have extra dirt left after being cleaned, and the smell of sweat was not very bad.

But Emperor Jiang has no worries about the smell of sweat, which does not mean that the women in his harem do not have this worry, because of the restriction of water consumption, even the most favored concubines today are at most on par with Emperor Jiang, and taking a bath once every ten days is a special grace, and they have not taken a bath since the summer, and women who have washed their heads abound in the harem. The favored concubine can also wipe the sweat on her body with the face wash that is sent once every three days, and then use the rich aroma to diffuse it, but most women can only stand on the top of the body without moving, and the smell of sweat is dangling in the harem, this kind of rich and suffocating taste makes Emperor Jiang very uncomfortable, but when he thinks of the role of example, he still grits his teeth, at most he keeps those palace maids and eunuchs who have too strong a taste away from him.

If he can solve the problem of water for the people of Cangjian this time, he will no longer have to endure this unbearable taste.

However, after ten days, Emperor Jiang waited all night and did not wait for the immortal trace, even if he went to bed desperately and wanted to sleep, he did not meet the immortal in his dream.

Emperor Jiang thought: Was that day really just a dream? What Yuan Tianzhen Zhenren and what closed disciples were just his dreams, although he was a little disappointed, it made him a lot easier.

He can be said to have been iron-blooded for most of his life, and he is a lot older, and suddenly said that his selfishness killed his most beloved son, and also ruined his hope of becoming rich and strong, and this blow was more difficult for him to accept than seeing his son die in the fire.

If it can be proved that it was just a dream, there is no so-called closed disciple, and there is no immortal secretly helping Cangma Kunichi, then there is nothing that will make him regret it, although there is no chance to fill all the granaries, in the end he is not a fool who digs his own grave.