Chapter 212 If you get the chance, you will definitely make progress.

Chapter 212 If you get the chance, you will definitely make progress.

"Then the young lady's husband is this coolie?" A handsome young man dressed in luxurious silk and satin walked in and glanced at Zhang Shun with disdain.

"Master Ming, that's him." The warrior slave who had just made a move suddenly changed his expression, bent down low, nodded and bowed.

Zhang Shun struggled on the ground for a long time, but was unable to get up at all. He said intermittently: "You... Xiu Xiu... what happened to Xiu Xiu?"

The young master showed a lustful look on his face, smacked the corner of his mouth and said: "So her name is Xiuxiu, she is pretty and has a good figure. She resisted quite fiercely at first, but then she started to take the initiative to please this young master. That taste..."

Zhang Shun's heart was trembling, and his eyes were about to burst. He was so angry that he struggled more and more fiercely. He wanted to stand up, but he used improper force for a moment. The broken ribs in his body were directly pierced into his chest and abdomen, and he opened his eyes angrily. His eyes slowly fell down, and he died directly.

The luxuriously dressed young master suddenly felt a little bored and waved his hand: "Throw this kid and his son's body together and let's go."

"Yes, Master Ming."

Several domestic slaves stepped forward to lift Zhang Shun and threw him directly into an ancient well outside the small courtyard.

boom!

The ancient well had long since dried up. There was a small boy's body at the bottom of the well, but now there was another one, which hit it hard.

…

There were two young men above the clouds. One was riding a magic flying sword, and the other was riding a flame eagle spirit beast. They were watching what was happening in Zhangjiacun below.

"Senior Brother Gou, why are you blocking me?" Qin Huamao asked with a flash of anger in his eyes the young man riding the Flame Eagle Spirit Beast beside him.

Gou Lezhan shook his head and said: "Junior brother Qin, you are already at the Daoji level at this time, why are you acting so impulsively? This is the case in all the state capitals under the rule of the Holy Sect. You can take care of these mortal affairs for a while. , can you still manage it for the rest of your life?"

Qin Huamao shook his head and said firmly: "I, as cultivators, have some things to do and some things not to do. I have no control over the affairs of other state capitals. But the two of us have been ordered to stay here for a hundred years. I will never do that." Don’t allow something like this to happen again here!”

Goulezhan seemed to get to know him again, looking at him as if he were a fool.

There are tens of thousands of Daoji realms among the Holy Sect of the Shangqing Dynasty. Among them, there are some similar to those of Qin Huamao.

Man, it’s not surprising.

There was no need to stop him now, let him go.

A sword light containing the power of heaven and earth flashed. In Zhangjiacun, the expressions of the young master and several evil slaves stopped for an instant. After a moment, they were cut into countless pieces by this bright sword light, and the heaven and earth carried by it were The power completely crushed and annihilated it, leaving not even a trace.

Countless villagers in Zhangjiacun saw this scene, and they all knelt down and prayed silently.

Qin Huamao was above the clouds, looking down at the dry ancient well where Zhang Shun and his son were buried. He took a long breath and said, "Senior Brother Gou, let's go to Fucheng."

…

In the courtyard of the Ming Dynasty, people were wearing linen and mourning, and everything was plain white.

Mrs. Mingxu's eyes were red, she kicked open the door of the pavilion, and said in a hateful voice: "Drag this cheap maid out and beat her to death with sticks!"

The delicate and beautiful woman in the pavilion was also wearing luxurious clothes, but she was dragged out by several evil slaves without mercy, and they beat her delicate body severely with stick after stick.

It had been less than a year since she gave birth to Zhang Xiaoniu, and her body was extremely weak. She fainted after just two sticks, and blood oozed from under her skirt.

Mrs. Mingxu came over and shook her hand and slapped a stunned slave on the face: "Slave dog, who told you to stop? Just beat him to death and throw him out!"

…

She had a dream.

In the dream, a family of three were sitting around in a dilapidated but cozy wooden house.

Zhang Xiaoniu couldn't speak yet, so he giggled and nestled in Zhang Shun's arms.

She held a needle and thread, and under the bright moonlight in the sky, she sewed the cotton coat in her hand stitch by stitch. Although the cotton coat was worn out, it was extremely clean. Although there were several patches on it, the stitches were fine. Very strong.

Zhang Shun laughed naively, stretched out his hand to tease Zhang Xiaoniu in his arms, raised his head and said, "Xiuxiu, we don't have enough rice at home. I heard at noon that Fucheng is recruiting hard laborers. I have already signed up for the list, and I will go and sell my strength tomorrow. I’ll earn some money and come back to buy you some meat to eat and replenish your health.”

She hummed and turned her head quietly.

Two lines of clear tears reflected the moonlight and flowed down silently.

Wake up from dream.

The picture is fragmented.

…

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Junior Brother Qin, if you continue to act like this, I will go to the Reporting Office, record everything that happened here, and remove you from the position of envoy to Anxi Prefecture! Gou Lezhan's face turned livid as he looked at the jade slips recording the spiritual tax in front of him, "It's enough for you and me to keep some for ourselves. How dare you reduce the spiritual tax for these mortals?" It’s simply a way to die! "

The two of them have been in Anxi Prefecture for ten years. Goulezhan, like other envoys in ordinary prefectures, just looks for a place full of spiritual energy to practice quietly, and occasionally attracts the favor of beautiful women in the prefecture. The mundane things in it are almost never included.

After leaving the customs this time, it was shocking to learn that Qin Huamao was so bold that he directly reduced the 80% spiritual tax that needs to be collected from mortals in the state capital to 60%!

Qin Huamao also knew that he was somewhat unreasonable, so he said harshly: "Senior Brother Gou, do you know how much those mortals will have left after paying 80% of the spiritual tax? How much will they have left in money? It's not even enough to support a family!"

Putting away the jade slips that recorded the spiritual taxes for the past ten years, he continued to persuade with sincerity: "Before we arrived, there were many mortals who, under the strict inspections of the state sergeants, protected and cared for the holy sect's spiritual objects and elixirs day and night. Do you know how many of them were exhausted and how many were starved to death?"

"Just like the most common golden feather flower, it is only reduced from 80% to 60%. It is insignificant to us, but for these mortals, it can at least save hundreds of thousands of lives, so that they will not As for starving to death!”

"We have also cultivated ourselves among mortals, so it would be a good thing to do some meritorious deeds. Senior Brother Gou, I don't want my share of the spiritual tax that I have squandered. How about I give it all to you?"

After Qin Huamao said this, Gou Lezhan was speechless for a moment. He shook his head and said, "I don't care about things here anymore, but don't go too far! When I first came here ten years ago, , you directly exterminated all the Xu family in Zhizhou here, which has brought shame on Senior Brother Liu, and I have not dared to reply to Senior Brother Liu’s jade slips until now!"

"The children of the Xu family in Zhizhou bully men and dominate women, and the common people will die without mercy!" Qin Huamao obviously didn't care about this, "Brother Gou, you can go, I will take care of everything here."

Gou Lezhan didn't bother to get involved in these mortal state affairs. He just wanted to spend these hundred years as soon as possible. He didn't say anything more to him and just threw up his sleeves and left.

It's just that he doesn't have the slightest idea at this moment that the four words "excessive measures" can also be applied here.