Sibao County, an official office.
There are crowds of people in front of the government office at this moment.
There was a clerk sitting at the door, writing in the name list.
The line was long, with men and women, old and young, all wearing coarse clothes made of ramie cloth. Clothes made of this material were not warm enough, and even if the common people added reed catkins and other fillings inside and put on several layers inside and outside, they were still shivering with cold.
The common people who have not yet had their turn can only hug each other and stamp their feet to keep warm.
At the front of the team, the clerk asked, "What's your name?"
"My name is Wang Tieniu."
The clerk wrote down the name and serial number on a blank bamboo slip, handed it to Wang Tieniu in front of him, pointed behind him and said, "Take this thing and walk along the path drawn by the rope. Don't look around too much, and don't walk around with your legs. Got it?"
Wang Tieniu accepted it with many thanks.
The clerk rushed to the back and said, "Next one."
What is the Sibao County government doing
This matter dates back to a few days ago.
That day, the government suddenly posted a notice, saying that anyone from Sibao County, aged between six and thirty-six, with a decent appearance, could come to the government to participate in the selection. The winners would be rewarded with a piece of silk, and the losers would also receive a consolation prize of half a pound of pork and a pound of cotton. The common people didn't know what cotton was, but they knew pork!
I guess this cotton can also be used for cooking.
How many families only eat meat during festivals throughout the year
They don't want the cotton but they want this half pound of meat!
They all came to ask how to get the prize, but the official in charge kept his mouth shut and just said that they could just come and participate. The common people were worried, but they couldn't resist the temptation of half a pound of meat, so they thought of coming and giving it a try. Wang Tieniu was the same. It was the first time in his life that he entered a county government office. Even if the clerk didn't tell him to, he didn't dare to look around. He kept his head down and walked along the line.
This place was the abandoned outer courtyard of the government office. It was simply cleaned up and put into use. Someone outside the door was responsible for collecting the bamboo strips and pointed to the house and said, "Don't be nervous, go in."
In less than a quarter of an hour, he came out.
Holding half a pound of pork and cotton in his hands.
The fellow villagers who were still queuing hurriedly asked him what was going on inside.
Wang Tieniu said blankly: "... I don't know what the big shots inside are doing. They just want to see us when we are happy, angry, or sad... Isn't this just idle?"
He was still confused when he received the consolation prize.
Did you get the reward so easily
Isn't this easier than picking it up for free
I didn't expect these bigwigs in the government office to have this habit.
The villagers were confused.
As more and more common people received consolation prizes, three pieces of news spread all over Xiaocheng. First, the bigwigs in the government office had quirks; second, the pork in the government office was so delicious that people drooled; and third, the cotton was not a vegetable but a warming substance.
Although it was only one pound of cotton, it was warmer than four or five pieces of coarse ramie clothes filled with reed fluff. The government also spread the word that cotton would be planted on a large scale in Sibao County. Next winter, they would be able to buy this kind of clothes at a low price.
For a period of time, any family with cotton-filled winter clothes would attract countless envious glances, and only close relatives and friends could try them on for a while. After wrapping up the cotton-padded clothes for a while, the body that was windy and cold was warmed up.
The common people are looking forward to it.
Merchants with a keen sense of smell can detect business opportunities.
I spent a lot of money to get in touch with government officials and inquire about cotton in a roundabout way. If I could buy it first, I could smuggle it and sell it elsewhere at a high price, which would be a huge profit!
However, promoting cotton is not the main purpose.
The ultimate goal of the government office is to form a drama troupe!
In the lord's words, it means adapting the story into a film or TV series!
The selection of talented actors in the past few days was also for this purpose, and the event was also used to promote Cotton, which would facilitate future promotion. After a lot of hard work, Cotton was widely advertised, but there were not many people with acting talent.
Her appearance was not outstanding, at most she was decent, but that was not a problem. With Qi Zhubu here, there were many acquired beauties. Because Chen Tang had only told Lin Feng a general idea and provided a general direction, but did not involve specific operations, which resulted in the "film and television adaptation of the storybook" plan being completed only by everyone's imagination. This really stumped everyone who stayed behind.
In the end, it was Liao Jia who came to the rescue.
It’s nothing, he has seen a lot.
As a gifted illegitimate child of a small country, Liao Jia is used to banquets, singing and dancing, and thinks that the "filming of a storybook" is similar, the difference is that the former is singing and dancing, while the latter is reading the storybook according to the book, plus the appropriate scene arrangement, it should be almost the same. But it is easier said than done, the common people are basically blind, how difficult it is to memorize large sections of character dialogue.
Liao Jia sighed: "This is too difficult..."
It is difficult to ask the selected candidates to recite the dialogue.
It is even more difficult to ask them to act out the characters in the story.
Couldn't Lin Feng collect some stories with characters who were closer to the common people? The characters were either princes or nobles, and scholars with a literary mind and warriors with a brave heart were standard. Even if the protagonist was really a commoner, his class would change in the future.
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"This 'Five Elements of Immorality' is truly immoral!"
But when I thought that if the plan succeeded, the government would be able to use it to influence the thoughts and ideas of the people under its rule, I felt it was worth it.
Liao Jia kept mumbling until he smelled a sudden bloody smell. He looked in the direction of the smell and pointed at Qi Shan's hand and said, "Yuan Liang, what's wrong with your hand..."
Qishan was also looking at the palm of his hand.
A wound went through the palm.
The wound was filled with extremely violent martial energy, and Liao Jia suddenly stood up and was on guard. Qi Shan looked calm, "It's okay, there is movement from the lord's side, I think he encountered a strong enemy."
He calmly tore off a piece of cloth and bandaged the wound.
Just as I was about to stand up, I felt a sharp pain in my shoulder.
Qi Shan's body swayed twice and he fell forward. Liao Jia quickly supported him, and the hand on Qi Shan's shoulder was soon stained with warm blood. Qi Shan took a deep breath and said, "Help me to the side room, and ask Dr. Dong to come over."
Doctor Dong obviously knows something.
As soon as he heard that Qishan was injured, he hurriedly carried the medicine box.
When he came over, Qishan had seven wounds on his body. Doctor Dong took off his clothes, and Liao Jia's eyes widened when he saw the wounds on Qishan's body. The other wounds were not fatal, except for the one from the shoulder to the waist...
This was also the first time that Doctor Dong saw it.
He said: "Please ask the chief clerk to circulate the literary energy to protect the heart meridian."
The circulation of literary energy can speed up the healing of injuries.
Qishan said: "I am protecting it."
After all, he also cherishes his life.
Doctor Dong took out the silver needle and burned it with fire.
Although the scholar's spirit can also stop bleeding, the effect will be more effective if it is supplemented with acupuncture. Doctor Dong was about to insert the needle when another bloody wound suddenly appeared on Qishan's arm. He sighed and said, "What kind of opponent did Mr. Shen meet?"
Because Doctor Dong had treated Qishan several times, he had never hidden the origin of the wound from him. As a doctor, he was impressed by the wonders of this world every time he saw it. There are people in this world who can help another person share the pain across thousands of mountains and rivers!
Qishan's face lost color due to blood loss.
Even speaking was a bit difficult.
He said, "He must be stronger than Gongxichou."
Doctor Dong said, "That's a really strong enemy!"
Qi Shan lowered his head and looked at the wound on his chest that was not bleeding, but he was glad in his heart. His knowledge as a scholar could help Chen Tang share half of the injuries. If all these injuries were inflicted on her, she would not die, but she would be in a difficult situation.
Just as he was thinking about it, a mouthful of blood flowed out from his throat.
Doctor Dong handed him the handkerchief calmly.
"Please, Master, wipe it."
Liao Jia looked at Qi Shan: "Yuan Liang, you..."
Qi Shan said: "Don't worry, the lord won't die."
Even if the King of Hell comes, she can't die!
Liao Jia's brows were twisted into knots, and he suppressed his anger: "Jia is not worried about the lord, but you! Qi Yuanliang, you can still laugh after being injured so badly?"
Are you really not afraid
Qi Shan smiled and replied: "It is indeed pleasant."
Liao Jia: “…”
Qi Shan said: "Because I feel at ease now."
He raised his hand, carefully feeling the pain and wounds in his body that did not belong to him, and felt happy.
These wounds proved that Shen Tang always trusted him.
She has always been the lord he longed for, and the most important person to him in the world. He doesn't have to experience the pain of seeing an important person die in front of him for the second time in his lifetime, but he can't do anything about it. That kind of heart-wrenching pain is enough to kill all his motivation to survive. This slightly morbid joy is something Liao Jia can't empathize with, and I feel sorry for him.
Liao Jia: “…”
Haha, he didn't feel sorry at all.
Use the power of words to help Qishan recover the consumed literary energy.
Qi Shan said sincerely: "Thank you."
Liao Jia: "If you die, who will Jia ask for the debt?"
Afterwards, more wounds appeared, but none of them were fatal. It was just that the number looked terrifying: "You are lucky to be alive even though you are like this!"
Do not be ashamed to do good: "The scourge will last for a thousand years!"
Liao Jia and Doctor Dong stayed on duty for two hours.
Seeing that it was getting dark outside, Liao Jia asked the cook in the government office to cook some medicinal food for Qi Shan to nourish his blood and qi. He thought the battle was coming to an end, but he had to defend for a whole day and night. Qi Shan's internal Qi was replenished several times. The Danfu Qi could be replenished, but it was difficult to recover from physical and mental fatigue. He could only barely stay awake. At this moment, the Danfu, which was originally full of Qi, was instantly drained of its Qi, and Qi Shan suddenly closed his eyes. Liao Jia was so scared that he thought his soul had returned to the underworld.
Doctor Dong checked the patient's pulse.
"Fell asleep."
Liao Jia asked: "The person is not dead?"
Doctor Dong said confidently: "Yes, alive."
At the same time, they also found that after Qishan fell asleep, there were no new wounds on his body. This proved that the battle on the Lord/Chen side had come to an end for the time being. Doctor Dong looked at Qishan who was sleeping peacefully and said, "It was a hard battle!"
Liao Jia was worried: "I don't know who will win or lose."
Doctor Dong said: "Mrs. Shen has a prosperous martial arts career. Even if she encounters setbacks, I believe she will be able to turn danger into safety in the end."
The battlefield was brutal, far beyond what the two had imagined.
This matter started from the first day, when Huang Lie said, "Three armies, attack." Jiang Ao was confident in his strength, so he naturally wanted to fight three games to decide the winner. With 100,000 elite soldiers and the morale boost from the consecutive victories, it would be no problem for him to crush these rotten fish and shrimps in front of him.
As for the coalition forces refusing to fight the generals and directly declaring war
This possibility did not exist in Jiang Ao's mind.
He was sure that the coalition forces did not have the courage!
The reason was simple. The coalition forces were not as strong as his own. If he gave up the chance to fight the general, even if the chance of winning was slim, what if? Cao Jie always liked to have a lucky thought of "what if". As a result, the development of the matter did not meet his expectations.
He provoked and suppressed Huang Lie, forcing him to send someone out.
Huang Lie really had someone, a young scholar who knew his humiliating history. This person had brought him great shame back then! But what was even more shameful was that Chu Yao had silenced him in front of the two armies. How was this different from slapping him in the face
Jiang Ao's anger suddenly reached its peak.
"You are looking for death!" He used his martial energy to break through the ban on speaking, and the reverse flow of energy and blood made his face turn purple.
The roaring drums sounded like a beast roaring in anger, and the battlefield lit up with strong or weak martial and literary lights, causing the aura of heaven and earth within a hundred miles to tremble. Shouts of killing rang out, and the vanguard cavalry of the two armies took the lead in the clash, and weapons were everywhere.
Even angrier than Jiang Ao were the generals of the allied forces.
Several weapons flew out from the crowd, creating shadows of different colors in the air. There was only one target -
The sixteenth-rank great rank, Jiang Ao.
Jiang Ao didn't take these childish tricks seriously. He just stomped his foot on the ground, and the movement under his feet was as fierce as a dragon turning over, and the cracks rushed towards the coalition forces. The majestic and surging martial energy burst out in all directions and collided head-on with those weapons. The air was distorted, and countless colorless ripples appeared.
He said arrogantly: "You are just an ant, with only a few tricks!"
With a glance, ordinary soldiers exploded and died one after another, blood splattered everywhere, and no one had a complete body. Ordinary people were indeed ants in the eyes of warriors of this level, and warriors below the sixth level were just slightly stronger ants. The former could be killed with just a glance, while the latter only needed to raise their hands or move their feet.
But is there a difference in the results
There is no difference, everyone must die!
"You are the only page left in the family's household registration book. No wonder you are so arrogant. Are you a barefoot orphan who is fearless?"
Those weapons could not hit Jiang Ao, but Chen Tang and Shao Chong were able to get close to him, and along with them came the Five Virtues Word Spirit. The seemingly insignificant Mother Sword in Chen Tang's hand made Jiang Ao laugh, and he raised his finger to pinch it.
Unexpectedly, the expected sword breaking and person death did not happen.
An iron claw came towards me.
The target was his eyeballs.
Jiang Ao raised his eyebrows and finally drew his weapon.
There was a loud bang and both sides retreated temporarily.
Chen Tang said: "You should open his head."
Shao Chong does not accept Shen Tang's suggestion.
"But I'd rather pop his eyes out."
Chen Tang looked at Jiang Ao and challenged him: "Okay, you pop his eyeballs, and I'll open his skull to see what kind of shit and piss is inside!"
Jiang Ao didn't know Chen Tang.
As for Shao Chong, he had seen him in intelligence, but he was only a 15th-rank Shaoshangzao, so he was not to be feared. He also planned to take advantage of this battle to wipe out the top combat force of the coalition forces. He would use enough military merits to prove his strength and shut up the doubters.
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Two such young opponents.
Who are you looking down on