"Zhao Fuli, you are too careless, right?"

Jiang Ru chuckled and did not reach out to answer: "We are here to lay out the mandala, and we don't have the time to develop such kindness."

Zhao Shu glared at her: "Didn't Liang Shuo think about how to seek credit all day long? This is the way I gave him. Don't send this letter directly to the county government, but to Liang Shuo, asking him to talk to Wang Junzhu, saying that he learned that there were people from the countryside in Xingluo County who were hungry and unwilling to sit down and see the situation, and planned to dispatch grain and rice to the county government to provide relief."

Jiang Ru frowned and said, "Are you making a decision for my young master? Why do you need to seconded grain and rice for these untouchables?"

Zhao Shubang looked up: "Liang Shuo said that I can ask him for anything I lack. And I am tired. Before I see the grain and rice delivered to this village, I don't want to go anywhere else."

"Are you taking advantage of the situation to threaten?" Jiang Ruyu was angry: "My young master looks down on you, but you should not be too arrogant!"

Zhao Shu took a deep breath, resisted the idea of ​​cursing, and explained: "Do you think this time the imperial court sent various museums to Xingluo County, it is really just to see who can better suppress bandits and eliminate monsters? Xingluo County is not a poor border county. As long as it is good at managing, it will be a place with rich wealth. If any museum can relieve people's livelihood while suppressing bandits and eliminating monsters, it can help Xingluo County, which has experienced wars, recover as soon as possible, and can be reused in the future."

Jiang Ru leaned against the carriage and said, "Reward? Do you think other museums can be compared with Chongxuan Pavilion? Liang's head is in the capital and the general of the cavalry is sitting in the border guarding Xiongguan. What responsibilities can be compared with these two?"

Zhao Shu sighed: "Sure enough, what kind of owner raises what kind of dog."

Jiang Ru narrowed her eyes and smiled, "Zhao Fuli is more careful when she sleeps at night, so as not to be pulled out by the fairy."

"I'm helping Liang Shuo! You can't even tell the difference between good and bad things?" Zhao Shu said immediately: "He came to Xingluo County without any size, so I don't believe that Liang's head really doesn't care. Now he lost the magic talisman immortal general and hurried in the City God Temple all day long. If you don't do anything, don't expect to follow him to ascend to heaven!"

Jiang Ru's face changed: "How did you know that he lost the Immortal General of the Magic Talisman? This matter is clearly prohibited from being spread!"

"Look, I just cheated on you, right?"

Zhao Shu was secretly shocked. He was just now because he was careless about it. Fortunately, he reacted keenly and immediately responded:

"Don't think that no one else can understand it. The court enthroned such a city god for no reason. This is clearly a way to cover up the ugliness of Chongxuan Hall. Can the Immortal General of the Magic God and the Earth God be the same? Can I set up an altar and practice the Dharma myself without any sense? Liang Shuo's current situation is not daring to go to the battlefield to take risks, and he is eager to make more achievements. Anyone with a discerning eye can see it!"

Jiang Ru's face changed, and she naturally knew that Hengbi Immortal had removed the name of the magic talisman. Liang Shuo was furious in the first few days, and Jiang Ru herself was not feeling well.

What the Hengbi Immortal General represents is not only the use of magic and the power of summoning, but also the Liang Shuo Immortal Blood Yin and the natural status of being a bloody person. If the loss of the Immortal General is a little exaggerated, it will turn Liang Shuo loses the protection of the Immortal Ancestor, and Jiang Ru himself may lose her backer.

If outsiders learn the inside story, how would they view Chongxuanguan and Yongjia Liang family? This is why Chongxuanguan quickly submitted a letter to the court to seek a decree to enfeoff the city god and cover up Liang Shuo's loss of the immortal general.

Jiang Ru was pondering there, while Zhao Shu continued: "If you don't want to take the risk of fighting, then you will care about people's livelihood. Xingluo County's bandits are in trouble, and the people are still having a difficult life. Although the county government has issued a land order and can barely settle down in the future, it is now the time when people are not in a position to work in the city. Those with skills will go to work in the city, and those with ways will go to help relatives, but there are still many villagers who can only guard the land. If there is no grain and rice to be put into the pot and the government refuses to provide relief, what will happen?"

"How can the county government let the hungry people not provide relief now?" Jiang Ru asked.

"Yes, but who should do this? Who should do it? If there is not enough local food in Xingluo County, where will it be dispatched? How to divide it after dispatch? There are too many statements here!" Zhao Shu kept talking: "Don't you Mr. Liang like to instruct others? Isn't this an opportunity? Relying on the power of Chongxuan Pavilion, Wang Junzhu will naturally obey your arrangements. The Liang family in Yongjia is the first-class Zhongding Family in Huaxu. It is not difficult to temporarily second the grain and rice from the county governments in other places?"

Jiang Ru thought about it carefully and could not refute Zhao Shu, but she was still a little dissatisfied: "Isn't it just a poor village that has to do such a big battle?"

Zhao Shu also understood that he had made a big fuss. He had just finished his practice. He was already worried. He thought that the monks in Chongxuan Pavilion were luxurious and glitzy on weekdays, and the villagers of Xingluo County were deeply in poverty. He couldn't help but give guidance to the country for a while.

"If you can't control the troops, then govern the people." Zhao Shu added: "Suppressing bandits is just a temporary situation, and governing people's livelihood is a long-term solution. Even if you don't say anything about benefiting the people, if you want to take power, of course you have to do things. The promotion and deposition of officials, officials, officials, and taxes, taxes, labor, and labor services for ordinary people, can only be considered as holding power in your hands if you really have these things. Instead of hiding in a big house all day long and drinking tea, waiting for others to help you do things well! If that's the case, won't the power be undermined?"

Jiang Ru was secretly surprised when she heard this. Zhao Shu stuffed the letter into her hand and turned around and waved her hand: "Forget it, it's useless to tell someone like you. Please send the grain and rice quickly. If this matter is not done well, I will stay here and not leave!"

After leaving these words, Zhao Shu went back to the village to find the elderly: "I have asked someone to take the letter to Yanze City. In less than a few days, there should be grain and rice delivered."

"Thank you, thank you, thank you!"

Several old men were about to kneel down as they said, and Zhao Shu quickly supported him: "No need to do this."

The old man thanked him so much that he hurriedly invited Zhao Shu into the village. He did not refuse. He asked at the same time: "I remember that the county government had a previous law on labor-for-relief. The repair of city walls, dredging of ditches, and strengthening of river embankments in various places all require a large amount of manpower. As long as you go to work, not to mention how much money you earn, at least you can fill your stomach. Is there anyone in your village?"

"Oh, the fairy god doesn't know anything." The old man said: "The young people in our village were either killed by the bandits or ran away with the bandits. Most of the sowing of the spring is done by women."

Zhao Shu was stunned for a moment and had nothing to say.

It was getting dark, and the villagers went down the river to catch a fish, and specially stewed a pot of fish soup to entertain Zhao Shu and asked him to stay overnight. Zhao Shu didn't plan to leave, so he agreed.

At night in the countryside, there was no light, and the villagers went back to their house to rest. Zhao Shu was placed in a clean farmhouse. The owner of the house was obviously careful and caring. The floor was erected and thatched mat was laid. The bedding turned white after washing it many times.

Zhao Shu did not rush to go to bed, so he found the incense burner candles and cinnabar talisman paper from the bamboo box. Cultivators like him consumed the talisman every time they were rituals, and they naturally had to replenish them in time afterwards.

Just as Zhao Shu was lifting his pen, he heard light footsteps outside the house. The visitor was hesitating and wandering, as if he wanted to enter the house, but he couldn't make up his mind.

"Who is outside the house? If you have something to say nothing, just say it."

Qingxuan's brush strokes were hooked, and the door panel was opened in the air. Under the dim light, a village woman could be seen standing outside, holding her clothes with her hands. Seeing that the door panel opened, she was so scared that she shouted softly.

"It's dark, what's the matter with Madam?" Zhao Shu walked out with a candlestick in his hand. He saw the village woman tying her hair, obviously marrying a wife, but looking at her appearance, she was probably about the same age as hers.

"Immortal, Immortal, I..." The village woman lowered her head and did not dare to respond.

Zhao Shu vaguely guessed the other party's purpose, but still asked, "Is it someone else who asked you to come?"

The village woman nodded in a subtle and difficult-to-see manner. Zhao Shu immediately thought of the jade mirror in Mingtang, her eyes circling red, and the dark village was as bright as daytime. He saw an old man hiding behind a big tree not far away and leaned his head.

This is one of the techniques obtained by Cunxiang Mingtang Palace. The jade mirror is filled with red light and can see things at night.

Making sure the village woman might be forced by others, Zhao Shu sighed and said to her, "Come in."

The village woman did not dare to respond and entered the room silently. Zhao Shu covered the door panel and turned around and put down the candlestick. She saw the village woman standing in the room, tying her hands and feet and not daring to move.

"Sit." Zhao Shu signaled the village woman to sit down. The candlelight shone. She saw that the clothes and cloth on her body were exactly the same as the bedding. She immediately reacted: "Is this room yours?"

The village woman sat by the bed and nodded. Zhao Shu scratched her forehead, feeling a sense of anger in her heart, but she had nowhere to vent her eyes.

"Where is your husband?" Zhao Shu avoided his eyes and did not dare to look at the village woman.

"Die." The village woman's voice was as thin as a mosquito.

"I was killed by the bandits?" Zhao Shu asked.

The village woman shook her head gently: "A few years ago, the county labor service was taken to mining and died in the mountains."

The other party's voice was small and his tone was plain, not like he had an indelible pain, but every word she said was chiseled into Zhao Shu's heart like a wedge.

"It was the old man in the village who asked you to come?" Zhao Shu said: "I have promised them that it will take not too long for the county government to bring food and rice. I will stay in the village as a guarantee so that you can rest assured."

The village woman wanted to speak but stopped, and pulled her clothes with her hands. Seeing her like this, Zhao Shu asked, "What did they ask you to come? If you don't say it, I don't know what to do."

"My father-in-law said that after the grain and rice are delivered, I only hope that the immortals can give our family more than seven or eight dollars." said the village woman.

"Seven or eight dou?" Zhao Shu felt unspeakable. He had seen the miserable situation of selling his children and daughters before, and knew that his wife even had to sell her body to make up for the family. But when the matter really happened in front of him, it was even related to him. His knowledgeable and well-known skills were immediately destroyed and had nothing.

When the village woman saw Zhao Shu pondering, she immediately replied: "I, I can do laundry and cook, can go to the fields to help the plows, and also know some needlework. She can sew clothes and soles for the fairy, and only hope that the fairy can take me away."

Speaking of the back, the village woman simply knelt down in front of Zhao Shu, and refused to get up.

Zhao Shu said: "Get up first... Is this what your father-in-law teaches?"

The village woman knelt down and nodded, Zhao Shu frowned and said, "What about you? What are you planning?"

As soon as he said this, Zhao Shu wanted to slap himself. In such a remote countryside, a young widow with no husband would have any "plans"? She really doesn't have any back pain when she speaks while standing!

Sure enough, the village woman looked confused and said numb: "My father-in-law said, I want me to serve the immortals."

Not to mention that Zhao Shu was not interested in men and women, the appearance of this village woman is really not good-looking. Her hands, who have been working all year round, are covered with rough calluses and old scars. If it were Liang Shuo, she would probably treat this village woman as dirt and mud, and she would even be too lazy to take a look at her, let alone talk to her.

"I will give your family more grain and rice, but I have something to do and I can't bring others with me." Zhao Shu said: "I don't need you to serve you, but I won't drive you away. You will sleep here tonight."

The village woman looked up at Zhao Shu, then lowered her head in panic and did not dare to respond.

"You go to bed, don't worry about me." Zhao Shu put the things back into the bamboo box, sat in the corner, blew out the candlelight, and the hut fell into darkness.

...

The next morning, Zhao Shu quietly left the hut and found a secluded place to practice and practice. He waited until the sky was bright before returning to the village, but met the old man who peeped behind the tree last night.

"Zhao Xianchang, how did you rest last night?" the old man stepped forward and asked with a smile.

Zhao Shu endured the urge to smash his old face with a punch, and smiled and said, "It's okay."

"That's good, that's good." The old man pointed to the carriage outside the village: "I saw that Zhao Xianchang's companions did not come in, so I don't know how to arrange it?"

Zhao Shu waved his hand and said, "The father-in-law doesn't need to pay attention, they are afraid of seeing strangers."

After a few greetings, Zhao Shu came outside the village and was confirming whether the energy of the mandala was stable, he heard Jiang Ru's voice coming from behind: "Zhao Fuli is really romantic and diligent. Not only do he ask the villagers for borrowing grain and rice, but he also works hard and spreads rain and dew. I heard that these country women often farm and their bodies are much stronger than those of the ladies. Could it be that Zhao Fuli likes this kind?"

Zhao Shu suddenly turned around, and the talismans between his eyebrows appeared, like a ferocious tiger, staring at Jiang Ru fiercely.

Jiang Ru was shocked and couldn't help but take a step back, but then she raised her courage: "What? I'm wrong? But Zhao Fuli didn't need to worry. It was because her ancestors had accumulated virtue when the village woman could get Zhao Fuli to spread rain and dew."

Zhao Shu's body moved instantly, and his five fingers turned into claws to hold Jiang Ru's neck. The words contained the low roar of a tiger: "Monster! Do you really think I dare not kill you?"

Jiang Ru's appearance was fading. This was the first time she realized the murderous intent of Zhao Shu. It was completely different from Luo Xixian's martial arts and swordsman. Zhao Shu's murderous intent was like the rolling magma deep underground. It was usually hidden very deeply and would be out of control once it exploded. At this moment, Zhao Shu's five fingers were astonishingly powerful. If it were ordinary people, their necks would have been broken long ago.

"Stop!" Ling Xiao's voice wiped out his anger. Zhao Shu suddenly woke up and let go of Jiang Ru.

"You..." Jiang Ru gently stroked her neck, her fear still faded, and she looked at Zhao Shu with fear.

"You are no different from her." Zhao Shu let out a long sigh, looking down at Jiang Ru with a bit of compassion and helplessness in her eyes: "Although you are wearing gorgeous clothes and riding in a fragrant car, there is actually no difference between you and her!"
Chapter completed!