The queen must start from the head

Chapter 171
At dusk, the golden sunset turns the grass into a withered yellow.

A leaf-shaped flying artifact, sticking to the grass, flies at extreme speed in the setting sun.

Under the afterglow of the setting sun, a golden light appeared on Mu Lian's fair side face, as if she had been covered with a layer of gold powder.

Qiao Yan sat behind Mu Lian, her eyes were focused on the person in front as always, but there was no focus in her eyes.

The evening breeze blew gently, and Mu Lian had never felt that the road back to the imperial city had been so long.

She hasn't even figured out what attitude she should use to treat the people in the city after returning to the city, and what attitude she should use to treat the country.

Maybe the sect should not have been chosen to be established in the western suburbs of the imperial city in the first place.

At that time, she was focused on seeking stability and providing a stable living environment for the disciples in her sect, but she forgot that the sect was too close to the market and the court, which would inevitably cause all kinds of disturbances.

She thought it was time to think about sect migration again.

Only this time, where else can they move to?

If they leave the territory of Northern Qi, most of the disciples in the sect are from Northern Qi, how many of them would be sincerely willing to follow her away from home?

Mu Lian folded her hands in her sleeves, her face was lost in thought. The evening wind gently blew her loose robe and the grass, making a rustling sound.

Slime lay bored on the edge of the magic weapon, and suddenly saw a green grasshopper gnawing on a grain of rice.

It immediately grabbed the little grasshopper with quick eyesight and hands, and then sat down firmly on it.

From today, it is also a person with a mount.

Before it could be happy for three seconds, the flying magic weapon under Mu Lian suddenly shook and stopped immediately.

This sudden stop, the slime swayed, and the grasshopper following it jumped down in the blink of an eye, and fell back into a large grass field.

When the slime looked around eagerly again, the grasshopper had disappeared.

It turned its head and wanted to complain to Mu Lian, but the latter jumped off the magic weapon, and Qiao Yan jumped off with Mu Lian.It had no choice but to jump off the magic weapon, and then rushed towards Mu Lian's direction.

Standing in front of Mu Lian was a group of people dressed as villagers, including men, women, old and young, with hoes and sickles in their hands.

When the man standing at the front saw the leaf-shaped flying magic weapon from a distance, he only guessed in his heart whether the person above was the Mu Sheng.

When he saw Mu Lian get down from the magic weapon with his own eyes, he confirmed that the person in front of him was the one he had seen outside the capital of Daqin.

"Who are you?"

As soon as Mu Lian made a sound, the leading man shouted, "It's Mu Shengren! It's Mu Shengren! Everyone, kowtow to the saint!"

While talking, he led the crowd to kneel down straight, and then kowtowed heavily to Mu Lian.

Mu Lian couldn't help being surprised when she saw this group of men, women and children kowtowing to herself without explaining the reason.

Seeing that there was also a girl in the crowd, who was also held down by the woman beside her to salute herself, and her forehead was rubbed dirty, she immediately waved her sleeves, and everyone felt that there seemed to be an invisible barrier in front of them , I can no longer knock my head down.

"Who are you and why are you kneeling to me?"

Mu Lian looked at the leading man, her voice was somewhat serious.

The leading man was a strong young man. Seeing that he could no longer kneel down, he lowered his head and replied sincerely, "Mu Shengrong, Xiaomin used to be a farmer in a village on the outskirts of the imperial city. Later, when the Great Qin invaded our border, His Majesty has recruited troops from the whole country, and Xiaomin was fortunate to be conscripted to serve the country. When our Northern Qi army attacked Tongcheng that day, it was planned by the enemy, and Xiaomin himself was trapped in the city. You may not know, Mu Sheng, if not With your disciples arriving in time, Xiaomin has already died in Tongcheng! Lord Mu Sheng, you actually saved Xiaomin’s life! Why can’t Xiaomin kneel to you?!”

Mu Lian thought in her heart, so that's the case.

This person is a soldier who survived the battle between the Northern Qi Dynasty and the Daqin Tongguan in the past. If he was stationed with the army outside Xiancheng, the capital of the Daqin Kingdom, it would not be surprising to recognize him.

After the strong man finished speaking, he said earnestly, "If you hadn't brought people into Xiancheng and signed the armistice agreement that day, my brothers and I might not have come back alive."

Mu Lian thought for a moment and said, "You said you were originally a farmer in a village on the outskirts of the Imperial City, but this place is still hundreds of miles away from the Imperial City?"

The burly man was about to answer after hearing this, but an old man with white hair behind him sighed and said, "I don't know something. After the armistice between the two countries, our family planned to use some money from the imperial court to enter the country. Do some small business in the city. But before the matter is settled, there are people spreading rumors everywhere in the city, saying that I admire you... Alas, my son is upright by nature, and he is not used to what these people do, and there is no way to complain. In the end, I had to move my family far away and come here to take root."

Hearing the old man's words, the strong man blushed to the base of his neck.

He turned his head to look at the old man, lowered his voice and said, "Dad! What are you talking about? Our family was not the only one who moved out of our village at that time! Who made those people speak ill of Mu Sheng in the city all day long? In such a place we Can I stay?"

But the old man blinked at his son, and said in a low voice, "I said that, didn't I just want to make a good impression on you in front of Mu Sheng?"

"Father! Don't say anything later, okay?!" The son almost got red-eyed.In front of Mu Sheng, he didn't want to say a word that was watered down.

The extremely short whispered conversation between the father and son was accidentally overheard by Mu Lian, who has excellent hearing.

She coughed lightly and said, "I know all of your thoughts. Do you encounter any difficulties in living here?"

The strong man quickly shook his head and said, "No, everything is fine here!"

A woman in the crowd whispered, "It's just that the taxes are too heavy..."

Hearing the sound, the strong man turned his head immediately, only to see that the woman who spoke was his own wife.

Seeing her husband staring at her, the woman taught her daughter Sanya to make faces at the man.

The man was so angry that he was about to speak, but Mu Lian looked at the woman and asked, "How much is the tax for farmers now?"

When the woman saw that Mu Lian had asked about this matter, she was overjoyed, pinched her fingers and said, "In the past, a husband and a wife produced one bolt of silk and two stones of millet every year. Our family has five mu of land, and one mu of land yields one stone of millet a year. Half, after the payment, there is still some rations and grain for the next year. There are three children in the family from seven to 14 years old. All households are required to exchange all their grain into silver money and hand it over. But every harvest season, the price of millet is very low. If you pay it in silver money, there is only a little ration left in the family. You will have to sow seeds next year, but you have to spend money to buy grain but the price of grain was the highest at that time..."

As the woman's voice fell, several other families also echoed.

There was even a vicissitude-looking woman who directly wiped her tears and cried, "The little lady's husband died in the battle last year, leaving only the little lady and her one-year-old and one-three-year-old only son, and her parents and in-laws are far away. There are two acres of Susukida, and I have worked hard for a year, but the two stones of harvest I have paid taxes. My poor son is still waiting to be fed, and the family has no rice to cook..."

When the other people heard what the two women said, they all had sad expressions on their faces, and their eyes were all red.

Since the New Deal came down, are there still few families who have become dilapidated and settled at the beginning of this year?
There is no food to feed their children. I don’t know how many parents are cruel and give their babies who are still in their infancy to other people’s homes.This is all impossible!As long as there is a way to survive, who is willing to abandon their own baby!

Mu Lian looked at the strong man with red eye circles, her heart sank gradually.

She knew that what these people were telling was the truth.

Although I am immersed in cultivation all day long, I only care about the three-acre land of my sect, and occasionally I will do my best for this country.

But in this land, in places she couldn't see, countless people had been bent down by life.

If she hadn't met this group of people today, she wouldn't even have known that the taxes in Northern Qi were so heavy that the hardworking and down-to-earth people were forced to leave their homes and have no food to eat.

Li Tianming, Li Tianming, what are you thinking?
The people are the foundation of the country. You have dug up the foundation, do you still want the country to have long-term stability?

A nameless anger quietly rose in Mu Lian's heart, even after she read the summons from Nanny Rong, she was not angry at all.

But now, looking at the group of ordinary people kneeling in the golden rice fields, but worrying about tomorrow's rations, she felt that the giant cup behind her was buzzing.

She will never forget that on the front page of her Jushang Nine Styles of Sword Art, there is a line like this:

Once the giant knife is in hand, it will cut off all the injustices in the world!

"Get up first. I will personally go to the monarch to verify this matter. Regardless of whether the tax is really too heavy, I will find a way to ask the monarch to lighten the tax and reduce the tax. I believe you will hear the news after a while gone."

After everyone stood up, when they heard Mu Lian's words, they hurriedly thanked her again.

Mu Lian quickly turned around and jumped onto her flying weapon, while Qiao Yan continued to follow behind her step by step.

Poor Slime, who hopped all the way to find Mu Lian, was about to take a breath when a gust of wind passed by in front of him. When he turned his head, he saw Mu Lian had already lifted his feet and walked back.

hateful!Can Little Lianzi give it time to catch its breath?
Before it could call out, Mu Lian rolled up her sleeves, dropped a small box in front of the strong man and the others, and rolled the slime back along the way.

Under the watchful eyes of the strong man and others, Mu Lian drove the magic weapon and rushed to the imperial city at high speed.

Looking at the slime lying on the surface of the magic weapon, Mu Lian communicated with it with her mind, "Do you still have the strength? I want to exchange some things...Forget it, you look too tired, take care of yourself." have a rest."

"No, I'm not tired, not at all!"

As soon as he heard that Mu Lian wanted to exchange things, Slime immediately jumped up like a chicken blood, and swayed his chubby body from side to side to show that he was full of energy now.

Mu Lian was originally in a somewhat dull mood, but was dispelled by its funny movements.

She flicked it back and forth with her fingers a few times habitually, and then exchanged some things with the other party that she could use after returning to the pie.

After another deal was reached, Slime climbed all the way to the top of Mu Lian's head, where he used to look at the scenery, and lazily flipped through his family's income for this month.

When Mu Lian arrived at the gate of the imperial city, the sky had already darkened.

In the gray-blue sky, there are a few white clouds remaining, and some stars that are eager to show their heads have already appeared on the sky.

Walking to the gate of the imperial city, Mu Lian put away the magic weapon and prepared to walk into the city with Qiao Yan.

The city gate, which should be closed at this time according to the time, is wide open.

Rows of well-equipped black armor soldiers, holding a bright torch in their hands, lined up along the left and right sides of the city gate to form a fiery long dragon.

Behind these black armored soldiers, there are countless people in the city who came here spontaneously holding torches.

There was a slight sound of burning torches in the air, and almost no one made a sound. Everyone turned their eyes to the dark passage at the gate of the city, holding their breath, as if waiting for something.

When Mu Lian's figure appeared at the gate of the city.

Two white-haired old men in vermilion official robes greeted them first, and made a big salute to Mu Lian.

The old man on the left sang loudly, "Xie Musheng, I went to the Northern Qi for peace talks for me in the past, and blessed my Northern Qi land!"

The old man on the right then sang loudly, "Xie Musheng, kill the demon clan for our Northern Qi today, and protect our people in Northern Qi!"

Immediately, the black armored soldiers on both sides of the road shouted three times in unison, "Xie Musheng! Xie Musheng! Xie Musheng!"

Three sounds fell, and the people surrounding the road also shouted, "Xie Musheng! Xie Musheng! Xie Musheng! Xie Musheng..."

Mu Lian walked forward slowly, passing through the passage of the city gate, listening to the bursts of cheers coming from her ears.

Looking at the ordinary faces reflected in the firelight, men, women, old and young, many people even had tears in their eyes when they looked at her.

Those are tears of repentance, tears of joy, tears of longing...

Seeing this scene with her own eyes, if Mu Lian wanted to say that she didn't soften her heart at all, it would be a lie.

Mu Lian walked on this long road illuminated by fire without saying a word.

Even if she didn't look at the faces on both sides of the road, she knew that they were looking at her.

It would take half an hour for Mu Lian to walk from the gate of the eastern city to the Wushuang sect in the western suburbs if she didn't use her holy power.

During this half hour, the countless lit torches along the way have never been extinguished.

The one after another "Xie Musheng!" never stopped, and some people even started shouting from a distance. When Mu Lian walked past these people, their voices became hoarse.

Sometimes, ordinary people will be stupid and do some disgusting things.But sometimes, they will still be stupid and do some inexplicably touching things.

They may be the most annoying group of people, but they are also the most lovable group of people.

In this way, Mu Lian walked all the way to the door of her school.

At this moment, Wu Mei sent people to close the sect's guardian formation. The whole sect was full of anticipation, and stretched their necks, looking at their head who hadn't returned in a month.

Under the archway of the sect, Li Tianming, the monarch, was wearing casual clothes. Seeing Mu Sheng coming here, he bowed to her, "Welcome Mu Sheng to go home."

Mu Lian looked at him and said, "If your majesty has time tonight, can you join the faction to talk? I have something to discuss with your majesty."

Li Tianming immediately said sternly, "Since I'm invited by the venerable saint, I'm not very honored."

As these two entered the Wushuang sect, the gate of the sect was also closed.

Countless people outside holding torches waited for a long time, but Mu Lian finally didn't come out again, so they had to leave in all directions.

When His Majesty the Monarch also returned to the palace, the Black Armored Army started to evacuate holding torches.

At midnight, the bright moon in the sky is full.

The entire imperial city was shrouded in darkness, and it was very quiet, but there was a bit of unrest faintly in this tranquility.

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