The Ming Dynasty was bitter and cold, with Longyuan as the most, with Longyuan as the most poor, with Qingzhou as the leader, and Qingzhou as the most barren land, naturally Shunde Prefecture.

Yang Yu had been to Mulin, Qingzhou, and had also passed through Delin and other prefectures. In addition to the severely affected Deyang Prefecture, the big city in front of him was the most shabby he had ever seen.

The listless doormen, the sparse chariots and horses, and the city gate towers with some historical traces all reveal the shabbyness.

"Shunde Mansion."

The old man was a little excited and talked about what happened when he came to Shunde Mansion ten years ago.

What he said was nothing nutritious, but Yang Yu seemed to be unhappy.

This is an ordinary old man from a small border town, a little timid, cunning, a little merciful, and a little kind, just like the most common people in the world.

But without this old man, he might have starved to death in the wilderness.

In Changliu Mountain, the two stayed for another ten days.

Among them, the corpses of Sansha Sanren were buried. It took less than half a day to dig the red crystal stones. Then, they rescued many miners in the mine cave who avoided Yuchi Xing's pursuit.

After that, the two of them took the red-eyed white crane to Shunde Mansion without delay, and prepared to buy some medicinal materials, cloth, silk, etc.

"The old woman has been talking about the rouge powder from the Shuishifang for many years. This time, I have to buy more things from the city, which is great!"

The old man had a rosy face and was in great spirits.

"Then you go first, then we meet in this restaurant, have a meal, and go home!"

Yu Yang kicked the big black dog and signaled it to follow the old man.

With the nourishment of powerful qi and blood, this dog became more and more spiritual, and could restrain his muscles and bones to a certain extent, and was no longer so eye-catching.

Although it is still very large, it is still within the scope of a big dog.

"Go, go."

The old man rubbed his hands. He rarely had a wealthy life. He was so nervous when he came to the capital last time. He was rare to be rich, and his waist was a little harder.

A hundred taels of silver is already a huge sum of money for him.

The two of them said goodbye, and one of them went to the restaurant to buy goods. Yang Yu went to the restaurant, ordered a table of wine and food, and then used some money to let the shopkeeper buy medicinal materials and other trivial things.

While waiting, the thoughts move and come to the living dead through the evil seal.

Xu Wenji has always been very decisive in his work. He only took more than ten days, and even the Shunde Mansion did not have his wanted order. However, some things are not as convenient as the living dead.

After many days of cultivation, most of the injuries of the living dead were healed. The most important thing is that after replenishing the qi and blood, he finally became a bit human, not a ghost energy.

Kakka ~

He turned the stiff body of the living dead into the city and went straight to the Six Gates.

The six gates of Shunde Prefecture were stationed at Yan Sanxiang. He was an old man with a goatee. He was resting at home, but when he heard that the "General Captain Fang Qidao" came, he was shocked.

He rushed out in a hurry and invited him into the mansion with a humble face.

"Take half of the elixirs in the mansion, deduct them according to my share, and fill them out truthfully. By the way, where do you get the information on the files and information in recent days?"

This sound is cold and hoarse.

“Yes, yes.”

Yan Sanxiang shivered and hurriedly took a break. Yang Yu didn't know how efficient he was in his past, but now, this person's work speed is quite fast.

After only half an hour, he was already sweating profusely and took all the things Yang Yu wanted.

"That's all?"

Looking at the bottles and jars in front of him, Yang Yu frowned. It was nothing but too few, and it didn't look like the number that a place in a mansion should have.

"Sir!"

Yan Sanxiang repeatedly claimed guilty, but his face was full of bitterness:

"Sir, you have been there for nearly two years, but you may not know that there have been quite a lot of things in the past two years..."

Next, he screamed.

There is nothing else, I owe salary, pills, and even standard swords.

"...A few years ago, when the imperial court cut the post station and abolished the inner city defense garrison, we were killed. The number of captains laid off from all over the country was hundreds of thousands, and their salary and pills were reduced by 20%. You know that."

"Um."

Yang Yu had no expression on his face, and he had indeed heard of these things at all.

It's ridiculous. The Ming Dynasty court, which has nine 27 states and hundreds of millions of people, will be short of money, but this is true.

Not only lacking, but also extremely lacking!

Did the Ming Dynasty really have no money?

No! It's just not in the treasury.

The kings, aristocratic families, gentry and powerful people, and the Wulin sects were richer than the other. They had tens of millions of hectares of land and a hundred million of wealth, but they still couldn't pay a penny.

All the taxes that should have been borne are pushed to the poor, and even a few more have to be exploited from them!

How could Xu Wenji rectify the administration and help a government with severe drought? In addition to the help of the big boss, what is more important is that he won the four great masters!

But there are nine twenty-seven states in the world...

"If it's just like this, we can still maintain it. However, it's not easy to live in the pass over the years. There are disasters here and there are thieves. There are big fights every year, and the cost may be huge.

A few months ago, another knife was slashed on our heads.”

Yan Sanxiang slapped his thigh hard, and he was very angry:

"Grandma's death was 20% off, 20%!"

As he said that, he glanced at the expressionless "Fang Qidao" and felt a deep complaint in his heart. This knife, Yun and Baizhou were better, and they did 10% of them ate it.

There is nothing else, the arrester is not sure where he is going.

"continue."

Yang Yu casually read the file information in recent months, and soon noticed one of the seemingly inconspicuous ones.

[Last autumn, the Lingnan Road bandit Wang Wenzhao caused a rebellion, and surrounded 1.8 million refugees. In a few months, it conquered twenty-three county towns and one prefecture town!

The court was furious and sent troops to attack]

"Someone rebels again..."

Yang Yu was not surprised. Over the years, Jilong Mountain in Qingzhou has caused trouble, and the other Taoist governments are similar. It seems that only Kyoto is located, and Linlong Taoist has never been heard of.

But I couldn't help but wonder whether Mr. Xu's return to Beijing would be related to this matter. At least, the six doors were cut because of this matter.

"I had no choice but to disperse some of my brothers, and then squandered my food and barely supported me. If it weren't for Mr. Xu's help, I'd be even more sad..."

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content later! Yan Sanxiang sighed repeatedly and was depressed:

"Especially, some time ago, the Duan Shen Captain summoned a good man to chase and kill Dao Ren Lin, and sent someone to take up most of the elixirs in various cities.

It's true, there's nothing I can do..."

"Forget it, forgot."

Yang Yu took the silver notes, just like he bought a few bottles of elixirs, and then pushed the rest back to him, picked up the file and left.

"grown ups!"

Yan San called him, but he wanted to speak but stopped, but still gritted his teeth:

"Sir, Mr. Xu can help you for a while, but you can't help you for a lifetime! If this continues, even your subordinates will not be able to suppress your brothers from getting a wrongdoer..."

"Um?"

Yu Yang looked back coldly.

This time, Yan Sanxiang gritted his teeth and did not bow his head:

"Brothers, you must live!"

"I'm going to send my order, and Bu Lingxu temporarily acted as the chief inspector, and asked him to take all the wealth and elixirs in my mansion to disperse it, and subsidize the strongholds of various prefectures and counties, and there must be no mistakes."

Leaving a general arrest warrant, Yang Yu turned around and left.

Of course he knew that if he lost his salary, the six doors of the elixirs would have hidden dangers, but there were tens of thousands of people who were recorded in the record of the six doors of Qingzhou.

Where can he fill such a big hole?

Yan Sanxiang was stunned for a while while holding the general inspector's order, and then bowed to his back:

"My dear sir!"

...

...

Daocheng.

Winter goes and spring comes, everything revives, old trees in the city grow new buds, and distant mountains also have greenness.

On the swaying bamboo chariot, Zhang Lingfeng held his fat face and fed fresh fruits and behind him were several guards with cold expressions.
To be continued...