After Ye Xian'er's explanation, Yang Mucheng learned about the martial arts gathering in the Zijin Pavilion.

This is a means of selecting a successor, and every three years, the children of the family gather in the family to compete in three competitions.

First, of course, it is the money earned in these three years. After all, the Zijin Pavilion is a merchant family, and whether it can continue the future of the Zijin Pavilion is the most important thing.

The second is to test the network.

"I understand the first rule, but what is the second rule?" Yang Mucheng wondered.

"Every three years, we will select and recruit the strongest martial artists and alchemists from the regions under our jurisdiction to form alliances with them. The so-called connections are here, and the stronger the warriors you can invite, the stronger the connections. ”

Ye Xian'er sighed and said hatefully:

"I had already invited three martial artists at the peak of the Xuan Qi Realm before, but I didn't expect to suddenly disappear......"

Yang Mucheng's heart moved, and he hurriedly asked, "In the martial arts gathering, what is the strength of the strong people invited?"

"Late Xuanqi. ”

"I'm also in the late stage of Xuanqi, since you can't find anyone for the time being, then I'll help you fill up the number......"

Yang Mucheng smiled.

Getting along with Ye Xian'er these days, he felt that he could cooperate with Ye Xian'er for a long time. If it were someone else, I am afraid that the cooperation would have to be interrupted.

"Uh, okay!"

Ye Xian'er nodded.

I really couldn't find anyone, so I could only pull Yang Mucheng to help.

For this reason, she immediately sent a letter to Granny Green Snake, asking Granny Green Snake to find some martial arts masters near the mountain for her.

Another day passed.

Yang Mucheng took Lu Yao'er and followed Ye Xian'er to set off for Linshan.

Out of the imperial city, a wide avenue stretches out, and migrant workers are building bridges and paving roads.

"Emperor Yang, I heard that you asked your people to build stone roads between the cities that can be reached in all directions...... I don't know why?" Ye Xian'er saw this situation, and she also had doubts in her heart.

In her opinion, only the main roads in the city are used to repair the stone road, and after leaving the city, it is a wilderness, so why waste manpower and material resources on these?

Yang Mucheng showed an expression that was really like this.

He laughed and said:

"Miss Ye, in my Great Qianguo, the flame orange in Sioux City is a delicious and delicious fruit. At least hundreds of tons of flame oranges are produced in Sioux City every year, which are worthless in Sioux City. ”

Ye Xian'er nodded. She had also heard that every household in Sioux City was growing flame oranges. It's like a cabbage on a rotten street, no one picks it up when it is thrown on the ground, not even a beggar who asks for food.

"What does this have to do with road construction?"

"Flame Tangerines are worthless in Sioux City, but they are extremely popular in other cities. However, because there are no roads between the cities, transportation is extremely troublesome. It takes half a month to transport a cart of flame oranges to the nearest city. In half a month, the flame orange has long been corrupted. ”

Yang Mucheng paused, and then said:

"If the road is repaired, it will only take three days at most. This allows Sioux City to transport Flame Oranges to other cities. In this way, the people of Sioux City could make a fortune by selling Flame Oranges, and also stimulate economic circulation. ”

Ye Xian'er's eyes lit up.

She was born into a merchant family, and Yang Mucheng just flicked it, and she understood the key. The mortal world is not like the martial arts world, there are no magic weapons such as storage bags and space rings, so they can only rely on horse-drawn carriages to transport goods.

She could imagine how developed the connection between the cities would be once the entire Great Qianguo had built roads.

"The money for building the road?" Ye Xian'er asked again.

"Naturally, it was allocated from the treasury...... Pay per capitation!" Yang Mucheng said as a matter of course.

To build bridges and repair roads is to serve the country and the people.

Only when the people are rich can the country be strong.

"Smack!"

"Smack!"

"Smack!"

At this moment, the sound of whipping caught Yang Mucheng's attention.

"The old immortal thing, you are still lazy in your work, see if Lao Tzu doesn't smoke you to death!" A servant in an official uniform, holding a long whip in his hand, looked fierce. He held a snake whip in his hand and swung it vigorously at a scrawny old man in front of him.

"Stop fighting!"

At this moment, a young man stood up, looked at him angrily, and said, "This old gentleman is already seventy-eight years old, and you will be punished by heaven for forcibly arresting them for such hard labor, and persecuting an old man like this!"

When the official heard this, his face changed, and he sneered: "Yo, you still dare to keep your mouth shut?"

The servant dropped his whip, drew his saber with a thud, and slashed at the young man without saying a word. There was a scream from the people around them, as if they had seen the young man lying in a pool of blood.

"Lu Yao'er!"

Yang Mucheng shouted.

Boom!

Lu Yao'er heard the sound and slashed out with a sword. Dozens of steps apart, a sword qi shot out. Suddenly, the right hand of the official was directly cut off by the roots.

"Ahh

The official cried out in pain.

The officials around him also pulled out their weapons and looked at Yang Mucheng and the three of them vigilantly.

"How dare you attack an official?"

The severed hand's face turned blue in pain, and he said coldly: "According to the law of the Great Qian, it is a capital crime for you to attack the officials. ”

Rise!

Yang Mucheng rolled over from the horse and helped the old man up.

"What's going on, old man?" he asked.

"Young man...... This group of corrupt officials and corrupt officials, they embezzled all the money allocated by the saint into their own pockets. He also forced us to work every day, not only did he not pay us a salary, but he was beaten and scolded at every turn. The old man glanced at Yang Mucheng and said aggrievedly.

Embezzlement?

Yang Mucheng's eyes were cold, "Didn't anyone go to the imperial city to complain?"

The old man smiled bitterly: "If we don't fight with officials, how can we fight against these corrupt officials." The whole of Yancheng is controlled by corrupt officials, and we can't even get out of our homes, so where can we go to file a complaint? Moreover, the city lord of Yancheng is still a relative of the current generalissimo Ma Ping......

As he spoke, the officials had quickly surrounded him.

The severed hand, a pair of eyes, stared at Yang Mucheng deadly.

"Boy, dare to make trouble in Yancheng, how many heads do you have?"

He waved his hand and pointed at Yang Mucheng and said: "If this kid dares to obstruct us from building roads, he must be a spy to defend the country." Kill this kid on the spot...... These two of his female accomplices were all captured alive and sent to the city lord!"

The city lord of Yancheng?

Yang Mucheng sneered.

"Ma Ping, it's better that this matter has nothing to do with you, otherwise, it will disappoint me too much!"

Thought to myself.

Yang Mucheng looked at the officials who had surrounded him, and said coldly: "Lu Yao'er, cut off all the right hands of these people......

PS: There is one more at 22 o'clock~

(End of chapter)