Chapter 360: People Die and Politics Rest?

Far away in Kunlun, Qinghai, on the north bank of the Kunlun River, there is an inconspicuous town, Nachitai Town. One of the springs is famous.

Around the spring pool, the polygonal pattern is made of flower stone slabs, and a clear spring gushes out from the pond ground in the center, forming a crystal clear mushroom flower, called Na Chitai clear spring, the spring water is cold, clear and transparent. Although this clear spring is located in the alpine region, the perennial ice and snow, the water temperature is low, but it will never freeze all year round, it is the first non-freezing spring in the Kunlun Mountains, and is known as "iceberg nectar".

This spring is a legend. Legend has it that the Queen Mother of the West invited the gods to a banquet on the bank of the Yao Pond in the Kunlun Mountains, and the creation god should attend the meeting. During the banquet, the gods appealed, and the creator god Fan Mo said that he would turn the north of Kunlun Mountain into a land of flowers, so that the grass and water would be beautiful, the cattle and sheep would be strong, and the green fields would be fragrant with milk. When the Queen Mother of the West heard this, she was relaxed and happy, and gave Fan Mo a few bottles of Yaochi elixir. After the feast, Fan Mo returns. On the way, Fan Mo drank in the ascendant, and he was drunk unexpectedly. The gold bottle fell to the ground, and the elixir overflowed. The lotus shrine on which he rode turned into the Chitai mountains, and the overflowing agar water was a Kunlun spring.

In the cabin on one side, a man came out. Wearing a thick leather jacket, cover your face tightly. Qingquan was attached to a jar, and even though he was wrapped in a thick leather jacket, his body was still thin. The border people in the town brought some cooked beef, which she washed with spring water and put it in a pot. She looked back and saw that Luo Yifei, who had just come up from the bottom of the mountain, was panting and walking into the house, and she also picked up the jar and walked towards the wooden house.

"Can you move a lot? The grass is growing in this place. Luo Yifei, who had just entered the house, saw Seng Yizhu sitting by the fire, and his face was a little unsightly.

If the monk is not driven, the robe has already lost its color. You really can. When you build a wooden house, you sit on this for a few months. Still sitting in this place, I can't move. "Seng Yizhu likes zazen. At the beginning, I sat on the mountain behind Wannian Temple for a long time, and even the grass under it didn't grow.

Luo Yifei glanced at Yang Fan who was lying on the bed, added some firewood, pasted those barley balls on the edge of the pot, walked out of the simple wooden house, looked at the top of Kunshan Mountain opposite, and muttered, "I don't know if I can wake up?" He saw Wang Su'er, who had just come from the spring, and took the jar in her hand. said: "If you are not in good health, don't run around." Have you taken the medicine? ”

Wang Su'er nodded and said, "Eat." Let's get inside. ”

There was movement in the house, and the two of them followed the prestige, and the sedentary monk Yizhu actually stirred the barley group there. Seeing the surprised eyes of the two, Yizhu glared back, "What are you doing?" The little monk is also a human being, and he also has to eat. ”

"You moved?"

"Little donor. What do you mean by that? The little monk is not wood, what's the matter, do you still have to agree to enter the Ding? Seng Yizhu angrily picked up a piece of barley cake from the pot and chewed it in his mouth. said, "The little monk brought you here, isn't it because of Lord Yang?" ”

Wang Su'er asked, "I don't know what happened to Brother Yang?" She looked at Yang Fan lying on the bed. The face is gloomy. Monk Yizhu, who was still nibbling on the barley cake on the side, glanced at Yang Fan, who was like a hanging thread, and said, "It's already good if you don't die." Whether you wake up or not depends on the creation of Lord Yang. ”

"Supposedly dead." Monk Yizhu pulled open the somewhat charred black carbon shell and ate the hot barley noodles inside. Said: "Uncle Shi's relics hit Lord Yang's dantian, but this weirdness is strange here, Lord Yang's life is so tenacious that it can compete with that force, and now it can only look at creation." ”

Seng Yizhu raised his head and saw Luo Yifei looking at him with anger in his eyes, so he asked, "Did the little monk say something wrong?" He saw that Wang Su'er on the side was also staring at him, and he rubbed his hands vigorously by the fire with some embarrassment.

"You've eaten all three of us today......"

"Uh...... I didn't eat for two months, and I was really hungry. ”

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Jingshi has been like an explosion in the past two months. First of all, Zhou Yanru, who had just come back to rejuvenate, eliminated the maladministration of Wen Tiren, exempted the people in the war-torn areas from the grain taxes, allowed the people in the disaster-stricken areas to use summer wheat as a substitute for grain, pardoned the criminals below the crime level, recalled the court officials who had been demoted because of the admonition, appointed famous courtiers, and posthumously presented the deceased ministers, so that the people could recuperate and recuperate, and the society could be peaceful. In just a few months, he has made outstanding political achievements, and the government and the opposition are called virtuous.

Wen Tiren, who was demoted, was impeached one after another, embezzled taxes, privately granted military funds, and was placed under house arrest Soon after, he returned to his hometown. Immediately afterwards, those Donglin Party members who were suppressed by Wen Tiren were impeached one after another, and Huang Shilang and Guo Hai of the Ministry of Rites were all excluded and demoted. For a while, Zhu Youzhen seemed to really see the hope of reviving the Ming Dynasty, and for Zhou Yanru, he was even more important.

All this, if Yang Fan can understand, it seems to be the advance of history.

And the Donglin Party and Zhou Yanru, who had just completed the use of each other, made a fuss about another key decision, that is, tax reform. This time, the Donglin Party no longer seems to be able to persuade Zhu Youzhen with the people of the world, and will retreat. Because just when they wanted to explain to Zhu Youzhen how the people were complaining about the tax reform, it seemed that some people had already taken the first step to spread the news of raising the commercial and mining tax and reducing the agricultural tax, and there were special people who were responsible for explaining, for example, the adjustment of the agricultural tax in the north and the south, and how to adjust the commercial and mining tax. In addition to the oral ones, of course, there were also newspaper-like readings for those scholars and literati to analyze.

It is elaborated in a large number of pounds, ten thousand catties of white iron, and five taels of naked tax; The real example of a shipload of ocean-going goods, with a tax of less than 100 taels, has aroused strong repercussions.

The common people in the Jingshi area raised their hands in favor and shouted long live the saints. These things reached the ears and eyes of the Donglin Party, and naturally they also reached Zhu Youzhen's ears.

Zhu Youzhen saw such exciting news and exclaimed in the Qianqing Palace. At the same time, there is also a trace of doubt, who is the person who has already buried such a sum for the imperial court. Jin Yiwei searched for a few days, and found that the source of the spread of the news turned out to be many storytellers and teahouse juniors.

This group of people seems to be very organized and regular, and what they say is not extreme, and they all seem to have drafts and evidence. Of course, it is also regarded by some politicians as a thorn in the side and a thorn in the flesh.

After several investigations, Zhu Youzhen was even more surprised to find that this was Yang Fan's handiwork, and he was sitting in the Qianqing Palace, unable to speak for a long time. After a long time, he sighed and said, "It is said that people die and politics rest, Yang Fan, it seems that you are still one step ahead of me and everyone else." (To be continued......)