What a luxury!

How arrogant!

However.

It's next door to Zhangtai Street, back to back to back from Sihai Weizhen, separated by a high wall.

"It's mine, it's mine, Hugh wants to rob me."

"Get out of here, this is the territory of the Axe Gang, you Qinglong Gang came to our territory to grab things, you crossed the line."

"If you want to find death, just say it, Lao Tzu will send you to the ground for free."

"Look for death, kill them for me, fight!"

The structure of the city has not changed much for thousands of years, and behind the bustling Zhangtai Street, there is a slum area full of dirt and blood.

After this slum area, the sewage generated by Zhangtai Street will flow into Weishui.

And in this area, there lives a group of people who are at the bottom of the entire Xianyang.

"Tut-tut, another cart of fresh ingredients is coming, hurry up and grab it, it's late, it's gone."

At this moment, an inconspicuous slave who came out of the 'four seas for treasure' and belonged to the kitchen waste disposal was smiling with an extremely disdainful gaze.

As if looking at a group of dogs he raised, he dumped a cart full of kitchen waste on the foul-smelling pile.

There was no reaction from the two groups of people in the process.

And the servant who waited until the kitchen waste was emptied pulled the cart back, stood aside and stared at the garbage dump with joy and said with a smile:

"This is also the mercy of my master, if it were me, even if it was this garbage, it would be poured into Weishui and let you pick it up, what a waste of this expensive leftover."

The slave's voice didn't do much, but the slave was still very satisfied with what was happening in front of him, and even admired his masterpiece with great appreciation.

"Mine, mine, mine."

"Get out of the way, it's mine, who the fuck is pushing Lao Tzu, get out."

"Look for death, it's mine."

"Ah, I grabbed it, hahaha, there's meat on it, I can gnaw on it for a few bites."

"This bone is mine, don't grab it from me."

"Hahaha, what a big piece of meat, mine mine."

It's not to blame the slaves for appreciating it, but it's just ahead, and there's a lively scene happening that can be watched for a while.

One after another, dressed in what looked like silk and satin, but in tatters, with their shoulders and belly exposed, extremely greasy and dirty, and their long hair that had curdled into an oily whip, they were frantically grabbing the leftover bones that had just been thrown away by the slaves that belonged to the kitchen and the various chambers of the 'Four Seas for Treasures'.

These people don't care if the bones are dumped on the dirty, foul-smelling ground, or even what kind of story they have.

It can be seen clearly.

A man in a dirty, tattered robe snatched a bone belonging to a thigh bone, squeezed it out of the crowd, ran aside, and began to gnaw the bones that had obviously been eaten fresh and tender, leaving only hard bones.

"Whoa!"

While gnawing hard, the man couldn't help but enjoy the bar, smacking his mouth, reminiscing about the wonderful taste of the bones.

It wasn't until he finished gnawing that the man took the bone in his arms, squeezed into the crowd and scrambled, grabbing a bone with a fish skeleton and blood on it.

But the man didn't care, grabbed two bones, and ran into the filthy slum.

"Hey!"

Yingcheng stood in the corner and witnessed it all happening.

A truckload of kitchen waste was about to be disposed of, but under the coaxing of a group of people, only a little bit of mud meat could not be used.

As for the bones, even the fish bones were snatched.

Yingcheng didn't pause, and gently followed behind the dirty man.

Even Yingcheng didn't have too much rejection of dirty.

But walking in the narrow and dirty alleyway, there was still a feeling of nausea, and there was no way, Yingcheng could only cover his mouth and nose and endure the river and pour his stomach in.

I saw a dirty man, washing a tiger thigh bone and abalone fish skeleton that he had just snatched in a fairly clear pool.

"Daddy, Daddy, Daddy!"

In an instant, Yingcheng's heartstrings were touched cleanly.

Just beside the pool washed by the dirty man, a little girl with a beautiful face, dirty body, wearing a robe that didn't fit well, and I don't know where to pick up the adult shoes, climbed on the man's back with great enjoyment.

"Tuan Tuan is good, wait for Daddy to wash the bones out."

The man touched the bridge of the little girl's nose lovingly, and vigorously washed the tiger thigh bone.

"When Tuan Tuan grows up, he must let his father live a good life."

"Silly boy, with you by your father's side, what kind of hard life can be lived by your father, don't think nonsense."

"With Daddy here, Tuan Tuan is not afraid of anything."

The man washed the bones, and with the bones in one hand and the little girl in the other, he ran happily towards a courtyard surrounded by a broken earth wall.

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The courtyard is some years old, the courtyard wall is not high, and it has been corroded by moisture next to Weishui, and it has long been dilapidated.

There are some dilapidated farm tools, firewood, stone pots, etc. in the yard.

The man lowered the little girl from his arms, then placed the bone in the stone trough, then picked up the stone hammer and began to pound the bone.

The hard bones finally cracked open with a hammer blow.

And the original tranquility in this courtyard.

But it was also broken by the arrival of Yingcheng.

Yingcheng stood at a gap in the wall, quietly staring at the scene in the courtyard.

"Daddy, daddy, where is a beautiful brother watching us."

The little girl was the first to discover Yingcheng and looked at it curiously.

But with this surprised sound, the man who was hammering hard was suddenly stunned, looked back and just glanced at it, he was carrying a hammer stick in one hand, protecting the little girl in the other, and said coldly to Yingcheng:

"I have already said that even if I die of poverty and starvation, I will not sell my daughter."

"I'm disgusted with that kind of money."

"Don't get out of here yet."

"Bold!" Guo Huaiyi responded indifferently and angrily.

Yingcheng waved his hand, the wall was not high, and he climbed into it when he raised his hand.

Bang la blah.

More than a dozen black-armored guards followed closely and climbed over the wall.

And the sword armor only tapped its toes and entered it.

"Are there a lot of people who come to you to buy your daughter?" Yingcheng stood by the wall and asked softly.

"Pickled things, don't come close to Lao Tzu, don't get out of here." The man rebuked politely.

"It stands to reason that if you live near Weishui, even if you make a living from fishing, you won't live to this extent." Yingcheng asked angrily.

"You are not welcome in my family, and I don't know you, if you want something, no, don't get out of here." However, Yingcheng's inquiry did not get a response, which made the man even more hostile.

"If I am malicious to you, you have no power to stop me, what do you think?" Yingcheng shook his head and smiled.

The man was also looking at the surrounding situation, indeed, with such a number of people in the courtyard, he was indeed powerless, but no matter what, the man still stubbornly said angrily:

"Even if I die, I will fight you to the death."

Yingcheng didn't understand why this person was so hostile to him, maybe it was really the mercy of the superiors, he didn't get angry, and continued to ask:

"Why don't you talk?"

Although Yingcheng was polite, the man sneered: "Heh, don't you know what the situation is, it's ridiculous to be next to Weishui and make a living by fishing." ”

"The ban on fishing was given by you, it's just to stop us from fishing, it's ridiculous, don't show your mercy here, we don't need it."

This made Yingcheng even more strange, so he asked again.

The man's grievances are not small, and he is not half polite to Yingcheng.

But.

Yingcheng still figured out the ins and outs.

The creation of slums is a very dark history.

These people have lost the land they rely on to survive in Xianyang, and they don't even have a good land, so naturally there is no talk of farming.

If you want to live, you can only rely on work to make money.

It's just that this workmanship is extremely difficult, and even if you make money, there is no guarantee.

This will not lead to such an extent.

But.

Since the order to ban fishing in Weishui was issued, the family could no longer hold on.

Little by little, the days became what they are today.

The main reason why he was particularly hostile to him was because there were several groups of people who wanted to buy the man's daughter, Tuan Tuan, but the man firmly disagreed.

The people who came to buy did not rob by force, but persuaded them in a very determined way.

It's just that.

What puzzled Yingcheng was.

The imperial court did have a ban on fishing, but only in March, April, October, and other times, and there were no restrictions on fishing, and everyone could fish.

"Heh, looking at your outfit, I don't think you're a good person, you have done good deeds yourself, and now ask us in turn?"

The man stared at Yingcheng coldly, and sent his daughter to the house, so he looked like he was going to fight and confronted Yingcheng in the dilapidated courtyard.

"Oh?" Yingcheng is even more confused.

This understanding made him frightened.

It seems that there have been no major changes in the government for thousands of years.

Next to Weishui, the river is forbidden to catch for four months.

The terminals were closed for several months.

Catch those who go out of the river without permission.

And then.

The people living along the coast, who live on semi-fishing and farming, can only look at the ocean and sigh.

However.

The government ordered a ban on arrests.

The government's boats, many of them, still go out of the river under various names to fish in Weishui.

And this.

It is the reason for the formation of this slum.

"Doesn't the county government care about such a thing?" Yingcheng couldn't help but ask.

It stands to reason that this kind of thing must be dealt with by Xianyang Ling.

"Anyway, heh, if the officials collude with you powerful sons, how can they treat us as human beings."

"If it weren't for the laws of the Qin State that prohibit forcible robbery, I'm afraid my daughter would have been snatched away by you a long time ago."

"I won't come here to pretend to come here to curry favor."

The man sneered.

"Oh!"

Yingcheng nodded, and also understood.

It's more of a 'garbage dump'!

"What are you going to do with this bone?" Yingcheng asked softly.

"I didn't eat it, so naturally I was boiled into powder and eaten!" The man replied.

"Oh!" Yingcheng nodded, got up, and slowly walked out of the courtyard that the man regarded as his territory.

He had no mercy on any money or food, much less on promises.

Many people in the world may be motivated by kindness on a whim, but when there is a problem with a system, no amount of kindness is of any use.

Yingcheng understood.

He is one of the participants in all this.

There are nobles, and when the noble people get richer and richer, it means that there are lowly people who will lose more things.

He didn't know the accounts of Fusu Mansion, but he didn't think that Fusu Mansion had not encroached on so many acres of fertile land.

Perhaps it was those few acres of fertile land that caused a family in this slum to lose the arable land on which they depended.

And he enjoys the luxurious life of Fusu Mansion.

Or maybe the fish and meat he ate were the result of the ban on fishing in the river.

Perhaps the meat he ate was the result of the Forbidden Forest.

It's really easy to change a household.

One hundred gold is enough to make a family go from poor to rich.

However.

The change of a household is not what he wants.

Yingcheng had just walked out of the man's door with a large number of guards.

It seems that he has adapted to the air here, and Yingcheng does not have so much nausea.

And this is the time.

There were errand soldiers, the government soldiers were clearing the lanes, and the noisy voices came quickly.

"Xiaguan Feng Shijie visited the prison country, this place is dirty, this place is dirty, and there is a disease, the prison country must not be in danger!"

"Lieutenant Commander of the Lower Rank and Commander to meet the prison country."

"Xiaguan Shaofu's right ordered Li Fang to visit the prison country."

"Xiaguan ......"

Time.

In the crowded alleyway, more than two dozen officials were squeezed out.

There really is a tendency to meet in a narrow way.

However.

This scene fell in the eyes of the man in the courtyard.

But he was stunned on the spot.

What the prison country is, he doesn't know.

But Feng Shijie, that is the biggest official he has ever seen, he cares about everything, he is majestic, and he is a person in Xianyang City.

But now.

Such characters, many characters, actually despicably greeted the young man in front of him, who seemed to him to be just a noble son.

Who is this young man?

What kind of big man was he talking to just now?

"Idle, huh?"

"Feng Shijie, aren't you presiding over the matter of Da Lesi and agricultural collectivization, I'm just walking around Xianyang City, what are you doing here?"

"There is also Li Fang, the right government of Shaofu, aren't you counting Xianyang real estate, and you are also idle, what are you doing here?"

There are a few Yingcheng who don't know him, but the few he knows are named one by one: "It seems that the problems that I think may be difficult are just a piece of cake for you, and they can be easily solved." ”

"In three days, I want results, get out, don't be an eyesore here."

But Yingcheng is not half polite, it's really ridiculous.

Only then did he move from Zhangtai Street to Weishui'an, the supervisor in charge of Xianyang, large and small, and the various doorways followed like a fart.

The news is really well-informed.

"This, the prison country, the lower officials ......" Feng Shijie couldn't help but want to say something.

"Guo Huaiyi listened to the order, and returned the three breaths to the fucking ones who stood in front of Lao Tzu, and killed all of them on the spot." Yingcheng stared indifferently at the person blocking the road in front of him and said coldly:

"I think Lao Tzu is very clear to you."

But it was the right order of the Shaofu, and he said softly: "Prison country, although the subordinate officials have a humble status, the prison country should also respect the subordinate officials." ”

"When I came, I also accompanied the prison state to inspect Xianyang City, which is the responsibility that the lower officials should fulfill."