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Chapter 390: Water Dropping Punishment

Li Changan stood on the cloud boat and looked at the dark clouds covering the three counties of Wushan County in front of him. For some reason, he always felt uneasy in his heart.

He still had many questions in his mind.

According to Lu Zhengju's memory, nearly a thousand years have passed from his time to the present.

Until Lu Zhengju and Zhan Tianhuan died together, the Jin Dynasty had not even been established.

But at that time, there was already a luck dragon.

Why is the Jin Dynasty now in charge of the luck dragon of this land?

Is it related to Wenchang Monument?

But where did the Wenchang Monument come from?

It can actually suppress the luck dragon.

Why was senior Lu Zhengju able to condense a Wenchang monument?

Is the same thing true for the Wu De Monument and the Demon War Monument left by Zhan Tianhuan?

Since suppressing luck is useful, why did the Han Dynasty fall apart again five thousand years ago?

Shouldn't peace and stability last forever and ever?

Li Changan was full of doubts.

These stone tablets that have become commonplace in daily life may have great secrets hidden behind them.

In Wushan County, heavy rain fell.

But outside Wushan County, the sky was clear and clear.

Li Changan came back to his senses and found that all the officials from the Southern Patrol Division behind him were looking at him, and he said,

"In the next period of time, the affairs of Wushan County will be put aside for the time being, and the problems of other counties in Wanchuan Prefecture will be solved first."

"Feng Buyi, collect information on officials from the other five counties of Wanchuan Prefecture."

"Song Siren, compile the disaster records of the people in various counties."

"Zeng Shicai, compiled information on the use of silver and food for disaster relief in various places."

"Xue Shiqing, Ran Boping, topographic map of Wanchuan Prefecture."

"Su Nanyang, Cao Yandao, Wancuan Prefecture Farming Affairs File."

"..."

Li Changan assigned tasks one by one, his eyes passing over everyone's faces,

"You must be careful when doing things."

After Yunzhou landed at the Hsinchu County Yamen, everyone clasped their fists in salute and then quickly dispersed.

Li Changan brought the magistrates of the three counties into the courtyard arranged by the magistrate of Hsinchu County.

"The three counties of Wushan County have now been completely reduced to Zeguo. Is this what you want?"

"There is also the sacrifice of laoshizi. The rituals of Tailao are not enough, and they dare to use boys and girls to sacrifice."

Li Changan poured a glass of water for all three of them, and then poured a glass for himself.

"It's said to be the Dragon God, but it's just a lucky dragon that was not suppressed by the Wenchang Monument."

"Twelve years have passed since we started offering sacrifices in the third year of Shengchang."

"Have you seen those killers who were planted with witchcraft? Maybe your twelve years of hard work are just making wedding clothes for others."

Speaking of which.

The faces of Zhao Yunbo and the other three instantly became extremely ugly.

Those killers appeared too suddenly.

And quite a few of them look familiar.

It is definitely not someone who has lurked into the three counties of Wushan County recently.

Now that Li Changan's words have exposed it, my heart is filled with ice.

"Strange to say, since the flash flood broke out, the Dragon God seems to have ignored the three adults. Even if I take you out of Wushan County, nothing will happen..."

"If this were the case before, I'm afraid the backlash of luck would have come long ago."

"Maybe if I kill three people now, maybe my luck won't backfire. What do you think?"

As soon as he said this, Zhao Yunbo and the other two people suddenly felt as if they had fallen into an ice cave, and their eyes widened in horror.

"Think about it carefully. If you don't say something, you won't have a chance in the future."

Li Changan kindly reminded, "Wushan County has been torn to pieces by you. I am afraid that in a short time, the protective umbrella of fate will be gone."

"Hurry up and explain, and your lives may still be saved."

After saying that, he asked the servants to bring food to the three of them, and then turned around and entered the study.

Wushan County is just the first stop in Wancuan Prefecture.

Although they hit a wall there, Wancuan Prefecture's disaster relief and flood control work could not stop.

"Qi Ming Yao Shu" still needs to be improved.

The farming plans of Pingyao Prefecture and Yangzhai Prefecture have already taken shape.

Next is the arrangement and deployment of Wanchuan Mansion.

One by one, these matters are intricate and need Li Changan to finalize them one by one.

in his plan.

The three southern prefectures will eventually form a complete industrial chain for the production, processing, and sales of agricultural products.

It is no longer like before, scattered planting, barely enough to support the family.

"If we really want to do this, we need to build a nationwide sales system."

Li Changan took out a piece of paper and started writing,

"Use the big man as the main body to build..."

"No, the interests involved are too great. The court will not sit idly by and ignore it. If a man wants to live alone, he will die."

"The Ministry of Household Affairs will take the lead in building the main trunk. Maybe the big man can use it to make vines attached to it, and he can also spread his tentacles all over the country."

"This thing is called...the Supply and Marketing Department."

"It can become a separate department under the Ministry of Household Affairs..."

Li Changan wrote quickly, organizing his ideas for the Supply and Marketing Department into a framework.

As for the specific details, they must wait until the Ministry of Revenue decides to do this, and they can only be completed when he takes the lead.

Otherwise, if someone picks the peaches, there will be no place to cry.

Li Changan spent half a day writing in his study.

When I put down my pen, it was already dark outside.

After flicking the wick, Li Changan put away the compiled files of the Supply and Marketing Department.

Then he took out the Thousand Miles Communication Talisman and contacted Feng Buyi.

"In the past three years of prosperity, what is the biggest event that has happened in your memory?"

Feng Buyi was obviously confused by the question, and then he hesitated and said, "Is it your first time to go to Jiaofangsi to meet the oiran?"

Li Changan's head was full of black lines, "How old were you, mother-in-law, twelve years ago? You are only twenty-five this year, right?"

"I'm asking about the major events that happened in the Kingdom of Jin!"

Feng Buyi wanted to curse, who knew you were asking this?

However, due to Li Changan's usual prestige, he could only curl his lips and say,

"The biggest event in the Jin Kingdom is the battle to defeat demons in the north."

"In that battle back then, the situation was originally very good, but for some unknown reason, the front army was cut off by the demon army."

"In the end, tens of millions of troops defeated Shanhai City, which is known as the disastrous defeat of Shanhai City in history."

"The Northern Expedition army withdrew from nine passes. The six northern prefectures at that time were destroyed by two, and this is how the current four northern prefectures came to be."

When Li Changan heard this, his heart was pounding.

This was the first time he heard the details of the battle to defeat demons in the north.

I never expected that such a big event would happen in the third year of Shengchang!

Two entire mansions were lost in the land of six mansions.

The battle to defeat demons in the north ended in such a disastrous defeat?

"Sir, why are you asking this?" Feng Bu asked, "Twelve years have passed since this war, and the defeat was so miserable that many people avoid this matter and will not talk about it at all."

"It's okay, I'm just asking casually." Li Changan cut off the connection and said, "Be more careful when you are outside."

Then he asked Song Siren and Zeng Shicai, and the first big thing they thought of was the battle to defeat the monsters in the north.

"One is in the north...and the other is in the south. Is there any connection between the Dragon God incident and the battle against monsters in the north?"

"Or am I overthinking it?"

"But why did the sacrifices only start twelve years ago? But there was no movement before?"

"If the sacrifice was useful, it wouldn't have been eight hundred years without any action, but I started the sacrifice twelve years ago on a whim."

Li Changan asked someone to prepare hot water, rinse it thoroughly, and then came to the magistrate of the three counties with a bowl of noodles delivered by the Yamen officer.

"Have you thought about it? Do you want to tell me about the Dragon God you are talking about?"

Li Changan slurped and ate the noodles, "Don't worry, a person with my level of cultivation is unlikely to do anything to the Luck Dragon. It's just out of curiosity."

"What is so special about that Dragon God that allows you to persist for twelve years, with a small sacrifice every three days and one big sacrifice every month?"

“Boys and girls were even sacrificed.”

Zhao Yunbo looked at the other two people with complicated expressions, "The three of us... just want to keep the three counties left by our ancestors."

"Who knew it would have such consequences?"

"Keep the territory of the three counties?" Li Changan paused slightly with the chopsticks in his hand and said sideways,

"The imperial court has been unable to do anything to you. This situation has been in stalemate for eight hundred years."

"If you don't do anything, nothing will change at all, and the three counties will remain the same for nine hundred or one thousand years..."

"So, don't fool me with such words."

"Why did you start worshiping twelve years ago? What made you start worshiping?"

Qutang County Magistrate Zhou Jize reluctantly stumbled and said, "Because of luck."

"What kind of luck? Tell me carefully." Li Changan took another mouthful of noodles.

"We accidentally discovered that the luck in the three counties can help with cultivation, so we started to offer sacrifices." Zhou Jize explained,

"After the sacrifice, we can receive the blessing of luck, so the three of us can use the luck grammar."

Li Changan looked over, a dangerous killing intent slowly emerging in his eyes.

The room suddenly became quiet.

The three county magistrates suddenly stopped breathing.

Being stared at by Li Changan like this made his whole body feel hairy.

It was as if he was being targeted by a bloodthirsty beast that would eat him alive the next moment.

"Are you still trying to fight me?" Li Changan stood up and put down his bowl and chopsticks, "I've already seen the grammar of luck."

"It's indeed amazing. The three of you are only in the sixth-grade moral realm, but with the help of luck, you can burst into grammar that is comparable to the fifth-grade gentleman."

"But..." Li Changan approached Zhou Jize, exuding a dangerous aura, "The luck grammar is the benefit you get after offering sacrifices."

"I'm asking you why you offer sacrifices!"

"Because, because luck can help cultivation." Zhou Jize said hurriedly.

"How did you discover it? Why were there no signs before? Suddenly you got the idea?" Li Changan asked sharply.

"I just discovered it accidentally, so I came up with this method! The three of us didn't know it before..." Zhou Jize was so anxious that he almost cried.

A sneer appeared at the corner of Li Changan's mouth, "Interesting."

"Three people accidentally discovered that luck can help with cultivation, and then they learned it by themselves without any teacher, and they started such a sacrificial ceremony..."

"Do you think I'm a fool?"

Wei Hongkui, the magistrate of Wuling County, quickly defended, "We did find some clues, and then tried many methods before finally deciding on the method of sacrifice."

Li Changan nodded, "Yes, it's very reasonable, and the reasons all make sense."

"Why don't you tell me what clues you have discovered? Maybe I can try it too."

Wei Hongkui twitched the corner of his mouth, and his smile was uglier than crying, "I, we found that our luck was loose, so we wanted to give it a try."

"Well..." Li Changan patted Wei Hongkui's shoulder, "It is indeed very reasonable. Qi movement is loose. It hasn't been loose for eight hundred years, and now it suddenly starts to loosen?"

"Let me tell you next, why did they suddenly separate and worship alone this time?"

"I heard Mr. Zhao say that he wants to bring the Dragon God to Xilin County. Is this your plan too?"

The three of them looked at each other, then a trace of anger flashed in their eyes, and they nodded angrily.

Zhao Yunbo tightened his throat, "Bring the Dragon God here, then you will be able to enjoy your own luck, and your cultivation will naturally be faster."

"Pa bang bang..."

Li Changan clapped his hands with a smile on his face,

"The three adults said it very well."

"Now that the rhetoric has been unified, Li will ask the three of you to temporarily separate for a while."

"If your next confessions are the same as what you said today, then don't blame Li for being cruel."

Before he finished speaking, Li Changan suddenly turned cold, took out the Hengyue knife from its sheath, and severed all the hand tendons and hamstrings of the three people.

Then he clapped his hands, and immediately outside the courtyard, officers from the Nanxun Town Fusi came in.

"Please three adults go to their respective secret rooms."

"yes."

The three people were trembling all over, and they couldn't tell whether it was the pain in their bodies or the fear in their hearts.

"Li, Li Chang'an, you can't do this to us!"

"If you kill us, you will also be hit by fate and die!"

"The entire Jin Dynasty will be buried with us!"

Li Changan waved his hand, "Don't worry, I didn't say I wanted to kill three people."

Zhao Yunbo and the other three were dragged toward the secret room by a group of policemen.

No matter how hard they struggled, they were just like fish on a chopping board, ready to be slaughtered.

The three people were tied tightly to a table and could not move.

Above everyone's head, there is a bucket filled with water hanging.

Li Changan opened a small hole for dripping water under the bucket, so that every drop of water could drip onto the foreheads of Zhao Yunbo and the others.

"Master Zhao (Mr. Zhou, Master Wei), take a good rest here. Three meals a day will be delivered on time."

"If you want to confess, shout louder."

The officer of the Zhenfu Division followed Li Changan out of the secret room and was very puzzled.

"Sir, is this really useful?"

Just this drop of water, what kind of punishment is it?

Li Changan smiled and patted the servant on the shoulder,

"Just wait patiently."

"If you think it doesn't work, you can try this drop of water punishment yourself."


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