Chapter 194 Lieutenant Feng Guo, All Saints Appear

Author: Traveling from the South

Chapter 194 Lieutenant Feng Guo, All Saints Appear

When Yang Wan founded the country, he learned from the lessons of the previous dynasties and did not divide the royal family into feudal families, so as to prevent future generations from causing trouble and fighting against each other.

But the huge clan could not be ignored, so Yang Wan followed the suggestion of the Supreme Emperor Yang Qing and built a city in Yangjiacun, the ancestral land of the Yang family, named Qisheng City.

All the other clans who are not the third generation direct descendants of the current emperor will move to Qisheng City to take care of the Yang family's ancestral temple and serve the spirit of Emperor Qisheng.

There have been rumors within the royal family that Emperor Qisheng was the real ancestral god and had been protecting the Yang family since his death.

Although no descendants have received guidance since Yang Wan, but with the imperial ancestral instructions left by Taizu, descendants still maintain their respect for Emperor Qisheng.

Those who live in the city enjoy the treatment of the clan according to their title. The title is not hereditary and decreases from generation to generation until the last generation becomes the Lieutenant of Fengguo.

Lieutenant Fengguo is a basic title that all clans can have. As long as you live in Qisheng City, you can receive basic living security with this title.

However, in recent years, due to the excessive number of clans and the increasing pressure to support them, the imperial court has also relaxed its policy.

Clan members who have reached the level of Fengguo Lieutenant can choose to give up their title and salary and go to the outside of the city to be self-reliant.

The starting point of the imperial court's policy is very good. It is trying to let Lieutenant Feng Guo, who has the largest base, go out and reduce financial pressure.

However, two hundred and seventy years of unconditional support have already exhausted the clans in Qisheng City, and it is not an exaggeration to call them a group of silverfish.

After the new policies of the imperial court came down, there was indeed a wave of enthusiasm. A large number of Fengguo lieutenants who were dissatisfied with the status quo stepped out of the comfort zone of Qisheng City and went out to explore.

As a result, within half a year, many people came back in disgrace and blocked the city gate every day, asking for explanations and trying to return to the city.

The blood lineage of Yang Yu's ancestors is far different from that of the current emperor. When his great-grandfather was of his generation, he was already a lieutenant in Fengguo, so his status in Qisheng City was naturally among the lowest.

The location of his home is in the outer city, and it is in a private square near the city gate. Most of the people living here are ordinary people who serve the clan.

Zhou Bai took a look at the furnishings in his home. Apart from tables and chairs for eating, there was nothing else. He knew that the resources of his physical family did not need to be considered.

Walking out of the inner room, it was early morning outside. In the small courtyard, a middle-aged man wearing a white gown with a sad and lonely expression was leaning against the well, holding a pipe in his mouth.

"Dad, did Mom go to Mrs. Wang's house again to help with the cleaning?" Zhou Bai walked over and asked the middle-aged man, while skillfully taking out a few pieces of broken tobacco leaves from his body and stuffing them into a shiny pipe.

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The man is Yang Yu's down-and-out father Yang Qing. He is also a lieutenant in Fengguo. He has been stubborn about his clan identity all his life and is trapped in the contradiction between changing and not wanting to change.

"Well, Grandma Wang received a batch of clothes from the nobles in the inner city and needed your mother's help. She was told not to go, don't go, she can't afford to pay for a damaged item. How unbecoming is it for a wife of the clan to make a living with those Guizhou chiefs?

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"Dad, I have to find a job too, otherwise you can't afford to smoke cigarettes."

Yang Qing also wanted to complain about his wife, but Zhou Bai blocked his mouth with one word and remained silent, his face full of embarrassment.

Finally, when Zhou Bai pushed open the courtyard door and was about to step out, he seemed to remember his wife and children's disrespect for him, and seemed to express his helplessness.

"It's better to die than to live. Look at those clans who are always seeking change. If a few of them succeed, we will have some food in the city."

Zhou Bai paused for a moment, but did not look back and continued to stride forward.

It turns out that the predecessor Yang Yu was a member of the Sect of Rebellion. He did not want to be locked up in Qisheng City all his life and wanted to go out and make a living. However, his father Yang Qing did not agree, so he did not make the trip.

Of course, he himself was not too determined, and the experiences of his predecessors somewhat dampened the fire in his heart.

Walking out of the ancestral courtyard, there are streets outside. Because it is located on the edge of the outer city, most people from the lower class come and go.

Their faces were rosy, and they were rarely worried but often content. As they talked and bought, it could be heard that the common people in Qisheng City were not actually worried about their livelihood.

Even if you just work as a servant for the clans in the city, you can still ensure that you have enough food and clothing, so it is full of fireworks and bustle.

What Yang Yu knows about the external situation is that there are constant wars, local political power is divided, warriors are rampant in all directions, and the society is in turmoil.

While the imperial court was trying its best to fight against the barbarian cavalry, it was also trying to suppress the rebellion internally. Various exorbitant taxes and levies were imposed continuously, draining every ounce of money from the people.

The people at the bottom have no livelihood and suffer endless pain and suffering. There is a great disparity between rich and poor, famine and plague, and bandits are rampant.

Compared with the outside world, it is not an exaggeration to say that Qisheng City is a paradise.

"Let me in, I am a member of the clan, and I want to return to Qisheng City!"

"There is no way to survive outside. I want to return to Fengguo Lieutenant..."

"Grandfather Taizu, Master Qisheng, have you seen that the imperial court does not give the descendants of the Yang family a way to live..."

No, the sound that overwhelmed the hustle and bustle of the world came immediately from the city gate.

Zhou Bai looked over and saw a group of clan members wearing the same "respectable" gowns of Yang Qing's style, making noise with the soldiers on duty at the gate of the city.

The conflict is very simple, one party wants to come in and the other is not allowed to come in.

These people are what Yang Qing, the down-and-out father, said was the change-seeking clan who wanted to return to Qisheng City after failing to find a good job outside.

But even with the bloody facts before his eyes, Zhou Bai still saw many young lieutenants at the city gate carrying baggage and going out to explore.

Yang Qing was right, Lai could have a mouthful of food in the city, but it was only a mouthful of food.

As the barbarians marched into the hinterland of the Central Plains in the past few years, causing chaos in the hinterland of the Central Plains, the imperial court's supply to the lower-level clans of Qisheng City dropped again and again.

Otherwise, it wouldn't be Yang Yu's mother who would have to wash clothes like ordinary civilians to supplement the family income. It is really a last resort.

Various current situations indicate that there are undercurrents surging beneath the calm waters of Qisheng City.

Among the hundreds of thousands of clan members, 90% are Fengguo lieutenants, and most of them are young and strong men who are well-fed. In troubled times, this is a huge force.

Just when Zhou Bai was thinking about how to master this power, a fierce collision suddenly occurred at the city gate. The defenders, who had only been beaten but did not fight back, drew their swords one after another and drove all the troubled and expelled clan members away from the city gate.

Within a moment, the rapid sound of horse hoofbeats sounded. It turned out that messengers carrying orders with arrows were running towards them, and not one batch, but several batches in succession.

Although the direction of these messengers was Zongzheng Mansion in the inner city, they did not hide any information in their mouths.

No matter how remote the clan is, it is also the most powerful supporter of the Yang family in the world. Qisheng City "raises" so many clans, so naturally they must be given some privileges.

Since the establishment of Qisheng City, there has been a tacit understanding between the imperial court and this side, and no matters, no matter how big or small, will be hidden within the walls.

"Military intelligence is urgent, the barbarians are moving south ahead of schedule, and all three passes in the north have been lost!"

"Eighteen-year-old Yanchen made an alliance and agreed to enter Qisheng City first and become the king!"

"The Martial Arts Alliance decided to hold a martial arts conference to discuss the superiority and inferiority of martial arts, elect a new martial arts alliance leader, and fight against the Northern Barbarians under the leadership of the new alliance leader."

"The new policy of the imperial court is that from the royal title on down, the clan salary will be reduced by another 20%."

Suddenly, the whole city was abuzz with heated discussions. Some enthusiastically called for joining the army, some made appointments to go out of the city to participate in martial arts conferences, but most of them scolded the court for being incompetent and ruthless.

"If you still reduce the price by 20%, does that mean we won't be able to survive?"

"They are sure that the Yang family will not rebel. They have an army of one million, and even if they are bullied by the Northern Barbarians, they have also been turned into 18 rebels internally!"

"I think it's better to set up a separate court in Qisheng City. There are many princes, princes and kings anyway."

"Shh, do you want to die? This city is full of Zong Zhengfu's spies..."

Zhou Bai sat in a tea shop for a while, but when he heard no substantive news, he continued to walk to the ancestral temple.

No matter how the world changes, no matter what big thing he wants to do, he must first achieve the basic goal of returning to this world.

The Ancestral Temple, dedicated to the ancestors of past dynasties, is naturally located in the center of Qisheng City, but this center is right on the edge of the later-built inner city.

The nobles in the inner city would rather the lower-class clan disturb their ancestors than have a large number of poor relatives disturb them.

Arriving in front of the magnificent ancestral temple, which almost occupies the area of ​​several residential buildings, a large number of lower-class clan members came and went.

Occasionally, a few noble princes in rich clothes would enter the quiet place through the side door, and they would burn incense and worship as quickly as possible, for fear of being entangled by poor relatives.

In recent years, too many clan members have come to complain about their poverty, so the inner city is now generally closed to people from outside the city.

It is not impossible to say that the proposal to clean up Lieutenant Fengguo was first proposed by a noble person in Qisheng City.

According to his memory, Zhou Bai arrived at the main hall of the ancestral temple with ease. There were several layers of spiritual tablets on the shrine, but in the middle could only be the Qisheng Emperor Yang Chenglin, Taizu Yang Wan and Taizong Gaozong.

Every ancestor who made a significant contribution in the history of the Da Sui Dynasty will have an independent large incense burner.

What is strange is that the incense burner belonging to Emperor Qisheng in the middle has the least incense.

When Zhou Bai was offering incense, he also discovered that the objects of most of the clan's prayers were Taizu, Taizong, Gaozong, and Zhongzong.

No one else, just because these few people have really manifested themselves, and they are truly ancestral spirits who can bestow blessings and luck.

Only Emperor Qisheng has always existed in legends and has not yet appeared.

Except for those who worshiped it during the founding years of the People's Republic of China, it basically became a spiritual totem. It was only worshiped seriously during public sacrifices by the court or royal family.

Zhou Bai's soul is gradually adapting to the rules of the ghost world. Now he can only use half to 10% of his power, but this is enough.

The spiritual realm hidden in the ancestral temple was clearly visible in his eyes.

Due to the limitations of the energy level of the world and the development of the underworld, Dasui did not form a dragon court, nor a blessed land, only a small spiritual realm that could be maintained.

Sitting inside were several famous emperors in history, especially Taizu Yang Wan. Zhou Bai could vaguely see some of his childhood appearance in his vicissitudes of life.

Naturally, there was no Yang Chenglin, the Qisheng Emperor. Zhou Bai thought that the real Yang Chenglin, who he took to the mass graves of the underworld, should have been gone after so many years.

After releasing his spiritual consciousness, he immediately sensed the mark on Yang Chenglin's tablet. Nearly three hundred years later, it has weakened a lot, but it still exists.

After further strengthening the mark of divine consciousness, Zhou Bai activated the function given by the mark, and he left a mark of the same origin in the mass graves of the underworld.
To be continued...