In the depths of the waves, Qiu Ping sat on the main seat of the Water Mansion.

A flame like a candle rose from his hand, and in the invisible void, there was a constant flow of resentment into it, like fuel, and the flame grew stronger.

I have to say that although the gods of that world are limited by heaven and earth, their strength is not very strong.

But because the competition is too strong, almost every penny of the power of faith has to be fought for, and it is actually able to create a divine fire, a means to dispel the distracting thoughts of sentient beings.

As soon as Qiu Ping's mind turned, this divine fire flew into his consciousness.

He sits in Ba Shui, is in charge of the Thirteen Cao Yun, and there is a large amount of resentment pouring out all the time. Qiu Ping estimated that now about one-tenth of the grievances have been directly burned and transformed into wisps of incense that are not many but extremely condensed.

The remaining nine-tenths had to take him time to purify.

After all, this divine fire came from a small world where the upper limit was only a celestial immortal, and it was still very reluctant to get rid of Qiu Ping's resentment in this world.

But it can also be clearly seen that Shenhuo has always been in the stage of vigorous growth.

It is estimated that it will not be long before this divine fire will grow strong enough to eliminate the resentment of the entire Bahe River system.

Even, to eliminate the resentment of the entire Shinto.

The little loach's heart was entangled, he really wanted to hand over this flame, there are too many geniuses in Shinto, if everyone uses this to constantly deduce the divine fire, so that Shinto can put out the restrictions of resentment, and he will not be constrained in doing things in the future.

But then what?

Since the last incident, Qiu Ping has had a dislike for the Dijing Shinto in his heart, and in his eyes, many gods, including the Mingling King, may have fallen.

If the Divine Fire is handed over, in case of the Tuofei people, it may cultivate a group of thugs who will harm the world and wantonly mutilate living beings.

"Those gods don't have divine fire, and they all live well. Hmph, instead of handing over this fire directly, it's better to wait for me to grow up, and then pass on the divine fire to trusted people. ”

Qiu Ping quickly made up his mind in his heart, closed his eyes slightly, and continued to practice.

With the divine fire beside him, it seems that the negative aura that is everywhere in Bashui has also been dispelled a lot, and it will not disturb him.

……

"Three days ago, Xunshui passed through the Haiping Mansion section of Qingzhou, and some water bandits attacked the boats heading north, kidnapped three people, and robbed countless goods."

"The government and the opposition are shaken, and the Qingzhou Zhentao camp has been sent to encircle and suppress."

Du Yu talked about some of the major events that have happened in the past few days.

Because Qiu Ping didn't like to read documents, he transferred Du Yu to be his secretary, and after reading the documents sent from all over the country, he reported some key things to him.

"What happened three days ago, and it was reported today?"

Qiu Ping was not shocked by the rampant water bandits, he just felt that the efficiency of Shangcao River in these places was too low.

With the power of Shinto, it took three days to spread the news?

Even if you send a little god to set up the waves, from south to north, it won't take an hour.

Du Yu stopped talking, he hadn't fully gained Qiu Ping's trust now, and he would be cautious in his words and deeds before he completely figured out Shangguan's temper.

"Our rules are about to change, the same knowledge of the thirteen Caohe rivers is going to become the emperor of the soil, each in charge of a section of the river basin, only what they want me to know can know, if they want to hide it, I am just deaf and blind."

"There are also six house masters, you all have iron buckets run by your own yamen, I'm afraid that many clerks and master books may not know me."

Qiu Ping was a little angry, he actually had no interest in power at all.

But he didn't want to be wronged.

Oh, you are doing small things in private, running your own small territory, and then causing some trouble, and the resentment of this life is directed at me.

How can there be such a cheap thing.

Since I am in charge of Caoyun, then you have to be obedient, either do things well yourself, or report in time and let the Bashui Yamen help solve it.

He didn't want to let himself take the blame every time he made a mistake.

"Let's go, follow me to Xunshui to have a look."

Qiu Ping flicked his sleeves, and the anger in his heart was even greater.

Du Yu smiled bitterly on the side, it seems that this Shui Bo is going to do something again.

"By the way, we can't just go, go and prepare a chariot for me, let's go and inspect it seriously."

Qiu Ping seemed to remember something, so he added another sentence.

As a five-rank priest, his status in Shinto is not low, and he is already qualified to equip chariots.

Du Yu has always been in charge of the officer's room, where does he know about these trivial matters around Hebo. Fortunately, Jiao Yuan had been waiting outside, so he quickly ordered someone to prepare the sedan chair.

This is a pair of moire jade, carried by twelve tall aquarium wrestlers.

There are dozens of honor guards in front to open the way, and in the back are hundreds of people to protect them.

Although there were no formal soldiers under the water, there were 500 patrols and a number of errands, but there was not much shortage of manpower.

"Boom."

Qiu Ping sat on the sedan chair, accompanied by the sound of a gong, the water around him was surging, and a group of wrestlers carried the sedan chair and went forward.

With the help of the power of the water under their feet, they can reach a hundred feet in one step, although they are as slow as a turtle in Qiu Ping's eyes, but their movements are light and very steady.

Du Yu and Jiaoyuan, Qiu Ping's nominal henchmen, followed on both sides of the sedan chair, ready to be dispatched at any time.

A group of teams were speeding in the water, and many water tribes in the water quickly avoided encountering them, so as to avoid colliding with the master of the river.

After all, Bashui crosses the imperial capital, and there are thirteen luck luck, although the water quality is not good, but there are still a large number of water tribes, and even the strength of these water tribes is not weak, but there are a lot of people in the realm of the Yuan body.

After Qiu Ping inquired, he learned that Ba Shui's status is special, and his status in Shinto is almost equivalent to that of the capital.

Many demon clans gathered here, hoping to be seen by the great god, and from then on, they would rise to the top and have an unlimited future.

There are not a few lucky people like this.

When Qiu Ping heard this, he couldn't help but pout, it turned out that they were all opportunists.

Shinto is now recruiting people on a large scale, as long as you can practice to reach the ancestral point, a god from the ninth rank is indispensable. Even if there is some talent, this threshold can be relaxed to Tongmai.

But these aquarists gathered in Bashui basically looked down on those petty officials, thinking that they could directly set foot in the seventh, sixth or even fifth grades in one day.

It's too greedy.

……

The water was not too long, and after passing through a patch of abundant aquatic plants, the water suddenly became a little more turbid, but the waterway was much wider and smoother.

On the top of the river, you can see some huge shadows slowly passing by.

These are the big ships on the Cao River, carrying the grain sent to the imperial capital from all over the country.

"Let's go up and have a look."

Qiu Ping gave an order, and the wrestlers changed and put it down, and a cloud of water vapor rose from under the sedan chair, lifting them out of the water.

"Whoa."

The chariot broke through the river, and hundreds of people and horses stayed on the water, but in the eyes of mortals, everything seemed to have changed at all.

The spells of the Shinto, even if the Martial Saint is here, at most he feels that something is wrong with the void.

But as long as they don't show up, they can't be discovered.

Xunshui is not very wide, after all, it is an artificial canal, and the distance between the two banks is only ten zhang.

But it dug deep enough to carry many large ships.

At this moment, several large ships are passing over the water. There were nearly a hundred slender men on each side, pulling the boat forward with great difficulty.

These big ships are very heavy, and even when the sails are raised, they move slowly when there is no wind or against the current. This also gave birth to a large number of slender men, who worked full-time to help people pull boats.

Although life is hard, compared to the increasingly serious land annexation, their life is not bad.

And it is precisely because of the increasing population of these slender men, coolies, and laborers that the vicinity of the wharves in various places has also flourished, and countless cheap food, accommodation and even hooks have sprung up.

But at the same time, the flooding is getting worse everywhere.

In the eyes of everyone, Caoyun was the golden waterway, carrying a large amount of grain, salt, sugar, and cloth, which in many cases were better than gold and silver.

If you can loot one, you don't have to worry about it for the rest of your life.

As a result, a large number of bandits occupied waterways and lakes, crisscrossing the water with clippers, often roaring hundreds or thousands of people, wantonly plundering.

In order to solve this matter, the imperial court increased the number of sailors and horses year after year, but with little success.

These bandits are like leeks, killing one batch and another, but it seems that they can never be cleaned.

A group of wrestlers carried the sedan chair and galloped quickly on the water. Sometimes, when they encounter a ship, they don't give way, and they just turn into a phantom and pass through the boat.

"What's that?"

At a distance of 100 miles between the two sides of the strait, you can see some government offices, which are quite magnificently repaired, and there are also messengers who intercept ships, as if they are doing an inventory.

"It's money."

"The tax on the commercial goods used to collect passing ships is, of course, limited to ordinary merchant ships, but the shipping of the imperial court is unimpeded." Du Yu was a court official when he was alive, and he knew more about things in the world than Jiao Yuan.

Qiu Ping nodded in understanding.

It is also normal to pay for the crossing.

With the help of the imperial court's canals, merchants were able to allow goods to travel between the north and the south, and the imperial court could also obtain more materials, which was a win-win situation.

"It's a pity that this banknote was originally intended, but now it has changed its taste."

Du Yu still had some bookish anger in his heart, and the topic stopped here, but he had to sigh.

"What do you want to say? Read on. ”

Sure enough, Qiu Ping's attention was attracted to him.

"So that Lord Hebo knows that the original intention of this banknote is good, but now, as long as you pay a fee privately, you can place the official flag on the ship, and your tax will no longer be collected here."

"At the moment, the next level should be closed or must be collected. Unless, you bought the official flag of this checkpoint as well. ”

Du Yu pointed to a big ship in the distance and said.

On that ship, it was actually full of colorful flags, and a rough count showed that there were more than a dozen, which looked magnificent.

"Generally, those who can afford to buy so many flags are also big merchants, and some small merchants can only buy some selectively."

"But despite this, the fees paid did not fall on the imperial court, and all went into private pockets, resulting in a decrease in the tariffs collected by the imperial court year by year."

"Whenever the money is in a hurry, the imperial court can only continue to increase taxes, but those who should not pay taxes still do not have to pay, and those who need to pay taxes sometimes have to go bankrupt and take risks to do business, but in the end they can't even get their money back."

Du Yu deeply felt the maladministration here, but when he was alive, he was suppressed by political enemies, and when he became a god after death, he could only sigh gloomily.

In the end, it's all the money that is to blame.

The disadvantages of this money, the various problems of transportation, can't those Gongon princes see it?

But now there are too many people tied up on this boat, and the interests of the bundle are too great, and whoever opposes it is the common enemy of the big guys.

You don't see it, that Jing Xinghuai inherited the temper of his teacher Pei Tao, and wanted to get rid of the bad government, but only a few days after his action, he was assassinated in the imperial capital.

Although the emperor protected him in the palace, unless he did not come out for the rest of his life, I don't know how many people wanted his life.

After Du Yu finished speaking, he looked at Qiu Ping.

Qiu Ping's expression did not change much, but he silently took in all the various situations on both sides of the strait.

But his heart is far less breezy than he seems on the surface.

Damn, I said how the resentment of the Bahe River is more and more every day, and it turns out that there are still these humans doing-stirring sticks in it.

It's good now, how can you humans stir it up, this luck will not fall on your heads again.

But I'm going to be your scapegoat.

There is nowhere to vent the grievances of the people, and it will not fall on me in the end.

I said what kind of beauty is the lord of the water, it turns out that he is a backpot.

Qiu Ping felt as if he was playing a game of drumming and passing flowers, and every Ba Shui Hebo was terrified, hoping that this thunder would not explode in his hands.

But the devil knows if this unlucky guy will be himself.

Qiu Ping's heart suddenly rose a trace of resentment, I have come to take the blame for you, and you still want to empty me?

In that case, don't blame me for going crazy.

Anyway, if it's a big deal, I'll be dismissed, and I really don't want to do this anymore.

Those thorns who don't obey discipline and want to turn the sky upside down, I don't believe that you can't kill you.

Just when Qiu Ping made up his mind and was ready to straighten out the workplace.

But suddenly, I saw more than twenty small boats rushing out of the waterway at several tributaries on the Xunshui side, and there were six or seven men standing on each boat.

Each of them wielded a simple spear or a slender steel knife, and a whistling sound came out of their mouths.

The boat sped like an arrow, and in an instant it was on the side of the flag-laden ship.

Everyone on the boat, moving very fast, directly threw the hook rope, and dragged the rope to keep getting closer to the side of the boat.

Then the crowd bit their short knives and climbed and turned over on the boat.

The action is fast, and it only takes a quarter of an hour before and after.

Qiu Ping was a little shocked when he saw this scene, are these water bandits already so arrogant? This is a banknote pass, and it is not a wilderness, and there are more than 100 people stationed nearby.

Although they are not elites, once the fight starts, these bandits should not be opponents.

(End of chapter)