In the hearts of Mu Hibiscus and others, they no longer have such a high sense of reverence for imperial power. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

In troubled times, they died because of military disasters. In the past, they wandered blankly on the wilderness and broke ground, and people called them 'outcasts'.

Like wandering lonely ghosts, none of them know why they are alive. It's just that he instinctively struggles in the quagmire of troubled times, and will do whatever it takes to fill his stomach.

Until Canglong City appeared, a large number of displaced people were attracted by the cart of food, and they also walked in the direction where the flow of people gathered.

Before this, except for those displaced people who saw the grain and grass with their own eyes, most of them didn't even know about food, but instinctively gathered along the flow of people, like weeds and duckweed, moving with the wind.

After being captured by Canglong City, they gradually knew the meaning of life. That is to guard the dragon, to guard the lord who brought them new life.

Therefore, when the soul envoy made his finger upwards during his inspection, Mu Hibiscus and the others present didn't feel anything wrong.

The first thing that came to mind was not to bring trouble to the lord because of this, rather than the reverence for the imperial power.

The same is true for other people, what they care about is Wu Bai, and what they care about is Canglong. As for the imperial power, it is nothing.

Therefore, countless historical events have proved that the exile is a harbinger of the destruction of the country. When the commoners were disillusioned with the imperial power, then the empire was not far from falling.

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In the past few days, there has been turmoil in Yuzhou, and the threshold of the state pastoral mansion is about to be broken. Those solid families and small nobles who are connected with the righteous spirit hall are endless, hoping to suppress General Youhu with the power of the imperial court before he can make a move.

Yuzhou Prefecture Mu Feng Zhang is one of the few old foxes in the Dazhen Empire. Among his five major state pastors, he is the only one who does not belong to the imperial capital family.

Feng Zhang is in his fifties, a few years younger than Huan Zhiru, the patriarch of the Three Dynasties. Born in Yuzhou, he has served as the governor of Yuzhou for more than ten years, and he can be said to know the land under his rule well.

In the second hall of the State Pastoral Mansion, Feng Zhang listened to the report of the scribe of the State Pastoral Mansion, he put down the brush in his hand, carefully studied his paintings, and then asked.

"Then what kind of moth is Chen Jun's righteous qi hall doing?"

The scribe who reported was stunned for a while when he heard this, he obviously reported the situation of the cornerstone house in the territory, why did the governor ask this?

He lowered his head and thought about the recent movements of the Righteous Qi Hall, and replied cautiously.

"My lord, the Zhengqi Hall is still as usual, and there has been news from time to time that the disciples of the Zhengqi Hall have helped the government officials to arrest the bandits!"

Feng Zhang snorted coldly when he heard this, there are some things he can turn a blind eye to, but that is irrelevant.

This time, these people stretched their hands too long, and they even wanted to affect their own will, who should they be?

It seems that it has been a long time since I knocked on them, so that they can't see their position clearly.

Zhou Mu Feng Zhang originally didn't plan to touch this matter, this matter was too deep, and at his age, everything was better to seek stability.

But Zhengqitang has stepped on the line with these little warriors, and has begun to put himself in a bad position, and he is trying to influence his own will, which is really unknown.

Feng Zhang is right to seek stability, but this does not mean that he can tolerate others trying to carve up his own power.

In the territory of Yuzhou, except for the emperor's will, he will never allow the existence of a third will. Zhengqitang, the hand is stretched too long.

Looking at the ignorant scribe, a trace of disappointment flashed in Feng Zhang's eyes. This kid didn't even know that those little nobles were working for righteousness, or for their common interests.

"Go down! Go out and summon Xie Zuoshi, the official has something to look for him! ”

The scribe retired. After a while, Xie Jing, the historian of Yuzhou, hurried over.

Xie Jing was not a scribe, and when he was in the country's wealthy family and the small nobles who kept stepping into the governor's mansion, he foresaw that this matter would anger the governor.

This kind of thing is the same result for anyone in power, and no one is the same as their own power is provoked.

But there is one thing that makes Xie Jing puzzled, these things related to Zhengqitang were all brought forward by Ling Shi before.

Two days ago, Yuzhou Ling Shi Mofang suddenly said that he was not sick. Is this a coincidence? Or is there something else going on?

Xie Jing thought a lot along the way, and when he saw Lord Zhoumu's black face, he clearly realized that those people were completely counterproductive.

They continued to step into the state pastor's mansion, and in the eyes of the state pastor, they obviously crossed the line.

But these have nothing to do with him, and Xie Jing is not going to stand up for them. He just needs to do what he does in his area of responsibility.

Entering the second hall, Xie Jing first tidied up his robe ceremoniously, and then respectfully saluted Feng Zhang.

"I don't know if the lord summoned the officials to come, do you have any important orders?"

Feng Zhang looked at Xie Jing, who was well-mannered and unfazed, and the anger on his face was slightly restrained.

"Xie Zuoshi doesn't have to be polite! Count the days, General Youhu's men and horses should enter my territory in Yuzhou, these days you have a snack, if General Youhu's subordinates come to visit, bring it to me! ”

Xie Jing's pupils shrank when he heard this, and he instantly returned to his unfazed appearance, respectfully accepting the order.

"The subordinate obeys!"

After exiting the second hall, Xie Jing was full of thoughts, he looked up into the distance, smiled mockingly in the direction of Mo Lingshi's mansion in the city, and let out an inaudible whisper.

"Mo Lingshi, Lord Zhou Mu is about to cut off your arm, it's painful! It's time for you to recuperate! ”

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In the Yuzhou Ling Shi Mofang Mansion who was mocked by Xie Jing, Yiyan Scholar Inspector rummaged through the account books in front of Mo Fang.

"Master Lingshi's income is good, take a look! Hexi Valley Field, 260,000 taels. North slope ancestral field, 340,000 taels. And this, Sangtian, one hundred and nineteen thousand taels. Tsk, is this mulberry field of the Ling Shi family raising silkworms? With an income of more than one million taels, is it all gold? ”

Yiyan scholars inspected the account books of those who recorded that the output value of every field under the name of Mo Fang exceeded its own value by thousands of times.

What's even more interesting is that the benefits created by each tenant are also remembered below. After the judgment of Yiyan scholars, these so-called tenants should all represent the small forces and small nobles who support Mo Fang.

Mo Fang's heart was incomprehensible, and he couldn't imagine capsizing in the gutter. It's not a pleasure to be held by someone.

A few mysterious people who suddenly infiltrated the mansion learned where they hid the ledger somewhere, so as to blackmail themselves not to participate in the incident of the righteous hall.

Not only that, but he also lied to the people who came to the door and asked them to go to the state governor's mansion to find a way out. Isn't this a clear pit of righteousness!

Although Mo Fang has not been to the state pastor's mansion in the past few days, he is very sure that this matter will inevitably anger the state pastor, and power is not something that anyone can provoke!