The two of them went to Fangjia Village in person. This time, after no longer having the idea of ​​resistance like before, they discovered a lot of new things.

For example, there are many people coming to Fangjia Village to work, and there are many people. The emerging business opportunities have brought another kind of vitality to this supposedly remote place.

"Shang?" County Magistrate Du vaguely caught something.

Scholars, farmers, industry and commerce are not as opposed to business as before. However, in his opinion, he still thinks that if everyone goes to do business, who will stay to farm? Because of this attitude, he does not care about business very much.

But if commercial affairs emerge and the government can get a lot of tax revenue in the middle, that is another situation.

He felt that he needed to organize it well.

After Mr. Lu'an knew what he was thinking, he finally felt relieved and began to point him at the side.

"Why is Your Majesty not as repulsive as before for the business? Because every year the income in the treasury comes from commercial tax. Take Lishui for example. If commerce emerges, the commercial tax you get can be taken from the people and used for the people. Whether it is building bridges and paving roads, or laying seedlings and planting, this is a real good thing for the people, and for you, it is also a political achievement."

County Magistrate Du listened to the teachings. After listening, when he returned home in the evening, he couldn't help but write a memorial on what he had thought about today.

However, he did not submit it immediately, but decided to make some results first before talking about it.

...

After Fu Yao stayed in Zhongli's tomb for two days, Zheng Zhiren from Huaishu Forest sent the restored ancient sword.

After she got the sword in Pohu Lake, the sword itself was too incomplete, so she took it to Huaishu Forest and let the craftsmen see what kind of sword this sword was. The blacksmiths of Huaishu Forest were very interested in ancient swords, so they directly repaired the swords.

Looking at the ancient sword covered with dark green in the sword box, Fu Yao took it out, "Can they say what kind of sword this is?"

"I don't know the specific name." Zheng Jiangren said, "But one thing can be determined. When casting this sword, people have sacrificed it."

There are different swords that have been sacrificed. Although others can't see the tricks, for those who are good at iron tools, they can always see a clue.

"Oh?" Fu Yao also knew about making swords and offering sacrifices, but this kind of thing is basically rare now.

The swords cast by the iron generals are much better in terms of craftsmanship than before. There is no need to throw a furnace to sacrifice to get a good sword. Moreover, throwing a furnace to sacrifice may not necessarily lead to divine weapons, so there is no need to take this risk again.

"This is an ancient sword from the Spring and Autumn Period," Zheng Jianren said, "It's a pity that it's broken." Otherwise, if you want a sword, you will definitely be sold at a high price outside.

Ancient swords are more rare than other antiques.

"It turned out to be from the Spring and Autumn Period." Fu Yao looked at the sword that was not yoggling in his hand and swung it for a while, "It feels really good. Thank you, Master Zheng."

"I'm just an errand runner, why are you working hard?" Zheng Zhiren waved his hand and looked at the tomb again, "Where is Zhongli?"

"He's busy." Fu Yao rarely disturbed him. Although the two were in the same tomb, the only time they met was last time.

"Then I won't disturb him." Zheng Zhiren said with a smile, "I'll ask Miss Fu to help take care of him in the future, so that we can rest assured."

Fu Yao's hand gestured at the sword was not stopping, but his eyes looked at him: "I'm taking care of him? He thinks beautifully."

"He can take care of you, it's the same anyway." Zheng Zhiren said with a smile, "Then I'll go back first and come to you if you have something to do in the future."

Fu Yao watched him slip away, knowing in his heart that they should have thought of something wrong. However, such things always get darker and darker, so it is better to treat them as if they don’t know.

Putting the sword back to the palm of your hand, Fu Yao felt something was wrong with the sword.

Before, she clearly felt such a sky-soothing blood in the inn, but now she can't see the evil spirit of the sword. And the soul that night seemed to be hidden in the sword, which was a little difficult to pull out.

The sword was bounced between his fingers, and the ancient sword made a crisp buzzing sound.

Fu Yao thought about it and finally took the sword to the tomb where the jade coffin was placed. Then she lay in the jade coffin and placed the sword again.

She lay down without any movement, and the sword next door didn't move at first. After a long time, the sword finally couldn't control it, and the spiritual energy in the jade coffin began to pour into its body.

While it was sucking happily, a woman suddenly laughed on her head: "You can't help it so quickly?"

The sword immediately stopped absorbing spiritual energy, and his whole body recovered from his previous death.

"I'm still pretending." Fu Yao reached out and grabbed it. This time, a man's phantom was caught by her from the sword.

This man was unshaven, not the one he met in the inn before.

"Why can you catch me?" The man was very frightened. He hid in the sword. It was basically impossible for people outside to deal with him. It was through this method that he lived until now.

"Do you think I let you suck this spiritual power for nothing?" Fu Yao looked at the sword, then looked at the man, a little disgusted, "It turns out that it is not a sword soul, it is not a sword soul, but it is still so edible."

Although he had only sucked one or two breaths of spiritual energy just now, ordinary jade has long become waste stones.

I don’t know what material the jade coffin of Zhongli is made of, but it is still intact now.

But then again, if she broke the jade coffin, would Zhongli drive her out?

"I'm hungry," the man said aggrievedly, "If I don't replenish some spiritual power, I'll probably disappear. Are there any other jade artifacts in your tomb? Let's talk when I'm full."

"Don't even think about it. I am not the real master of this tomb. The real master is a stingy person. I'll tell you to be more at ease." Fu Yao said.

"Stingy?" Zhongli's voice came from the door.

He noticed the breath of an outsider in the tomb, but when he came over, he heard the woman say behind him that he was stingy.

Fu Yao immediately denied, "What a stingy guy, you heard it wrong."

"Is it black to cut my heart?"

"I'm praising you for your intelligence and making sure you have no choice."

"Is that true?" Zhongli walked in, "You are really unique in praising people."

Fu Yao bowed, "I'm sorry."

"I'm not praising you." Zhongli held the ancient sword in his hand. "You are right. I'm really a stingy person, and I'm the stingy person who is talking bad about me behind my back. Now I've been remembered by this infamy. If I don't do anything, I'm really sorry for your 'praise'."

Fu Yao looked at him alertly, "What do you want to do?"

"In the next month, I will not be happy to lend money, and it will depend on my mood in a month. In addition," Zhongli shot the sword, "I originally wanted to tell you the secret of this sword, but now I am unhappy and say it, so I'll leave it to you to think about it slowly."

"Don't!" Although Fu Yao seriously doubted whether what he said later was true, she was under the roof and had no money to get through. She could only grab Zhongli's arm and said with a look of pain: "I shouldn't have told the truth just now, I will definitely be more tactful in the future."

Zhongli stretched out his hand, spread her hands with one finger after another, and smiled brightly in the night, "Two months."

"This is too much! If you have shortcomings, you have to admit it. You see, I am greedy for money and lust, I have never denied it." Fu Yao said.

"Three months, no negotiation." Zhongli released the sword and turned around and left.

Fu Yao turned around, but saw the man next to her looking at her with a vigilant look, swallowing, "You can't watch..."

Fu Yao kicked her feet, and the next moment, Lin Qiu found that he had another partner next to the stone at the entrance of Fangjia Village.

...

In the end, Fu Yao took the sword to Chang'an.

The reason is very simple. She thought this ancient sword was a bit weird, so she decided to raise the residual soul in the sword.

To nourish the soul, jade must be used, and the most and best jade is in the mine and in the palace.

The jade in the mine is the master, and the jade in the palace is... there is still some room for operation.

In addition, there is another matter in Chang'an that she needs to settle now. In order to save trouble, she went directly to the National Master's Mansion and asked him to enter the palace to present the sword tomorrow.

"Is there anything wrong with this sword?" Tian Xuanzi is indeed not a human spirit, but he doesn't like being a confused person.

"There aren't three high monks in the palace? They can naturally see if there is anything." Fu Yao said.

"Can they really see it?" Tian Xuanzi said with some suspicion.

Fu Yao looked at him deeply, "Go to the palace tomorrow to wear thicker clothes."

"Why?"

"I'm afraid you will be beaten up."

“…”

After giving instructions to Tian Xuanzi, Fu Yao walked towards the east wall and appeared in the Yong'an Marquis Mansion the next moment.

At this moment, in the main courtyard of the Yong'an Marquis' Mansion, the Marquis's eyes were staring at the tent.

Now no one cares about her life or death. It’s summer now, but she still has a thick quilt covered with her body. At night when mosquitoes bite her, she also has a mouthful of her tent.

Her condition was getting worse and worse, but none of his husband and sons were willing to care about her.

If it weren't for this, how could those servants dare to treat her like this?

After lying in bed for so many days, she has experienced the warmth and coldness of human nature.

The person who used to flatter her with a smile in front of her was just to get benefits from her. Now she is useless and is thrown aside.

The resentment accumulated in countless nights made her not want to lie in bed so cowardly and be paralyzed for the rest of her life.

So she thought of the only person who could get her out of her current situation.

"Master Fu Guan... I know... you must be watching from the side." Mrs. Hou said this while drooling, "You help me... I am willing to... give you anything..."

After saying this for about a quarter of an hour, she finally saw a figure standing outside the tent from the corner of her eyes.
Chapter completed!