Luodu.

The falling water flows eastward around the towering city walls, and boats come and go at the ferry pier, even though the caravans kept moving during the war.

The cold wind in mid-November has begun to blow, the autumn chill is sharp, and the sun is shining brightly. At this time, the sky above Luodu City is cloudless, which should be a rare good weather.

Boom!

With the sound of a loud gong, the entire Luoshui Ferry began to become noisy.

Hundreds of ships, large and small, have already docked. Broad and thick wooden boards have been put on the shore. People who can count the goods are counting the goods, and helpers are working hard to carry large and small boxes.

Gu Wen and Qing Cang, who temporarily used Yu Hua's body, came to the ferry. They used a blinding technique on them so that mortals could not see it. The latter looked around curiously, as if he had never seen it before, and his eyes were filled with light.

She pointed forward and asked: "Disciple, what is that?"

Gu Wen followed his gaze and looked at the boats, helpers, and all kinds of people. He didn't know what his new and possibly only elder wanted to ask.

Qingcang seemed to see his doubts and smiled: "What are these things I saw and heard? What are these logs? Are they transporting food?"

Then Gu Wen explained what a ship was, what was on board, and for what purpose it was transported, as well as helping merchants in accounting offices, etc.

Most of it was the baggage of the Nanchun Army, transported by caravans from various places.

Because Nan Chunjun paid a high price and paid in cash and never defaulted on payment.

After doing it several times, the reputation soon spread, and these businessmen dared to take the gamble even if it was profitable to participate in the war.

"I remember that you were also a merchant when you were in Bianjing."

"It's just to make a living. In Daqian, except for the scholar-bureaucrats and the emperor, all are slaves. It is true that there is no extreme fairness in human nature, and we cannot expect these ordinary people, but this Daqian man who serves the people has to pay ten years of land tax and ten years of salt

Taxes. Animals can still catch their breath, but people are working endlessly.”

At this point, Gu Wen fell silent again, because it was better to take action than to complain, but he seemed to be unable to help himself.

But Master's time is running out. With her character that loves and protects the human race so much, will she allow the people to suffer?

Qingcang looked around the well with a calm expression, without expressing any opinions. His eyes were as calm as the night and could not make any waves.

Like a bystander, quietly watching this era without making any good or bad evaluations.

"What do you think we should do, disciple?"

"Enlighten the people's wisdom, enforce the rule of law, and..." Gu Wen paused. He knew what to do and had seen such a society.

But it's not suitable for this world.

In a world of individual power, it is too unrealistic to talk about human rights and the rule of law, and it is even less possible for everyone to be equal. A powerful person can live for thousands of years, and has the ability to move mountains and reclaim seas. His strength, knowledge, and time alone are equivalent to a thousand years.

Thousands of people.

Will humans be equal to ants?

He changed his words and said: "I heard that the world outside the world is dominated by sects, but in the final analysis sects are just large and small courts, and the rulers are just replaced by monks. Since we imitate the ancestor's move to unify the human race, then

Make a law that works.”

"The ultimate executors of all rules are humans, but unification will definitely bring benefits to most people."

Qingcang nodded in agreement with satisfaction: "You are indeed smart."

One of the reasons why she unified the three religions back then coincides with what Gu Wen said, but she did not pass detailed and strict laws, but the benevolence recognized by all races now.

Because there had never been law before, and the law now is derived from charity.

Demarcate the boundaries between good and evil, so that people can be good.

The demon clan also has various rules, but only the human clan sets the limit for the weak.

The two of them continued walking forward, left the ferry, entered the city and came directly to the West Market.

Luoshui officials held books in one hand and pens in the other, standing on both sides of the ferry's entrance to the city. They were inspecting customs clearance documents and goods in a manner that had rarely been seen in the past ten years. The only difference was that what they wanted this time was not

The ultimatum issued by the imperial court was the special ultimatum issued by the Nanchun Army.

The first program Gu Wen set for the Nanchun Army was to fight for the world. Therefore, wherever he went, he always killed the big landowners, spared the small landowners, and killed the county officials and kept the clerks. In this way, he maintained a large amount of land and wealth.

With the military pay, Daqian's original local governance machinery can also be directly utilized.

Qing Cang was thoughtful after hearing this, and explained that the human race three thousand years ago had various types of social activities, but they were not as sophisticated as they are now.

Quantify various regulations and refereeing methods instead of being adjudicated by higher-level monks like them.

After passing the city gate, you are facing a wide avenue with shops on both sides. From silk shops, ironware shops, porcelain shops, rice shops, salt shops, etc., you can find goods from all over the world.

Luodu is the main supply channel for Longqiao. The difference between the two is that Longqiao only deals with the business of noble people, while Luodu West Market deals with the business of people all over the world.

Qingcang has shown a strong interest in all these things. Rather than an immortal who has reached the top, he is more like a young lady from an aristocratic family living deep in the boudoir... No, maybe this is the real immortality.

He should be a true immortal in the sky, who has never fallen, but is more friendly than all the powers Gu Wen has seen.

An hour later, Gu Wen felt a little thirsty and went to a restaurant on the street.

Grandmaster Qingcang imitated Gu Wen, making tea and drinking tea in a decent manner, and then tasted various dishes one by one.

After having dinner and tea, Gu Wen asked: "Master, what should we do next?"

Qingcang answered without thinking: "When I went to see the charlatans, I remembered that the methods used by mortals were mostly used by people who pretended to be gods and ghosts to deceive people. Now I am also a liar, but I have never harmed anyone. The changes of the years are really amazing.

"

Then he thought of something again and muttered:

"There are also those objects carved from gravel, which look like they are very valuable. A bowl of rice in this restaurant costs ten taels, and one thousand taels of silver. A stone like this costs dozens of taels."

"Why is this?"

Gu Wen naturally knew what the gravel he was talking about was, and he replied: "The price of goods is given by people. As long as a considerable number of people think it is valuable, stones with no actual value can be worth a lot of money."

"Just like the benevolence I have decreed."

Qingcang looked thoughtful, then nodded as if he had some understanding.

She is constantly understanding and learning about this era. Her spiritual thoughts can instantly envelope the entire Luodu. Her thoughts can read a hundred thousand words and write them into a document within one hundredth of a second.

During the less than 10,000 steps from the ferry to the West Market, she already fully understood the society three thousand years later.

But knowing is different from understanding, and understanding is different from solving problems.

At this time, Gu Wen realized that he had been led astray and asked again: "I mean what should we do next, should we kill Emperor Daojun directly?"

"Okay, you can do it now."

Qingcang's tone was calm, as if he could do it with a little effort.

"I can crush him to death from thousands of miles away at this moment, but what if the master is not here in the future?"

"How long can you exist?"

"A hundred thousand years."

The unexpected answer made Gu Wen, who had a somewhat serious expression, be stunned for a moment. He raised his head and opened his mouth slightly: "Huh?"

His master had a smile on his lips and a hint of joking in his eyes. Gu Wen reacted quite helplessly.

"I'm serious, please stop teasing me."

If it really takes a hundred million years, then I can just lie down.

I don’t know whether Qing Cang influenced Yu Hua or Yu Hua influenced Qing Cang. The two have somewhat similar temperaments and both like to tease people.

"Master, I'm not lying to you. If I kill myself with a knife and escape from the distance, I can live for hundreds of thousands of years."

Qingcang shook his head slightly, with a smile on his face, and said: "You have to serve me well, otherwise I will really run away if I am not satisfied. Let's go and buy a candy man."

Then Qingcang took Gu Wen and got into the busy city again.

Just as monk fighting had no impact on the lives of the people of Luodu before, neither did the Nanchun Army. No matter how the world changed, people were still willing to keep things as they were as long as they had food to eat.

The collapse of Daqian was because people had no food to eat.

Qingcang came to an old man's stall and said, "Child, bring me a candy man and shape it into a big tree."

The old man was stunned for a moment when he saw Qing Cang's young and bright face. Gu Wen placed a piece of silver on the stall and silently closed his mouth.

If you have money, I can call you daddy.

Soon Qingcang got his favorite candy man, put it in his mouth and chewed it directly, and said as he walked: "Let's go watch an opera."

After burning incense, the two of them sat in the hook railing and watched the performers on the stage.

Soon Gu Wen discovered that something was wrong. What was being sung on the stage were all Li operas, which were easy-to-understand and slightly erotic operas for the general public to watch.

Even privately, he often attended banquets held by dignitaries.

Color can be said to be appreciated by both refined and popular people.

But is it really good to bring your master here?

Glancing at the side with his peripheral vision, Qing Cang's expression remained unchanged, even a little fixed.

She touched her chin and whispered: "People like other people's wives, and cheating on each other... well, it's human nature, and it's not guilty of putting it on the stage, but will it create a bad atmosphere?"

"But the people like very little, and they can't take away what others like. What's the difference between overly harsh rules and the three, six, or nine grades in Jianmu Cave?"
To be continued...