This martial saint is too generous

The two chatted for a while.

Qin Jinyang was also shocked. This Mu Zhihe was actually a fierce man who had washed his hands once.

He can obviously still be young.

Of course, he is a few years older than me.

Qin Jinyang realized another problem.

Fang Shouzhi and Mu Zhihe were probably of the same age, one or two years older than Jiang Xingyang. In a few years, will Jiang Xingyang also become a fierce man?

This is the scary place.

With the support of nobles and resources, you can always be one step ahead of others.

Perhaps at a certain age, the descendants of nobles and ordinary people are of the same rank, and those ordinary people may even have an illusion... The descendants of nobles are nothing more than that. I am the same as him, and even better than him.

Because you relied on your own efforts to surpass him, you were even complacent and laughed in your heart that Xungui could only rely on his father. Once you leave your father, the so-called descendants of Xungui will be nothing at all.

But in a few years, you meet by chance, and someone else is already in heaven.

Only then can you realize the truth of the world, which is an eternal nightmare trapped in the mud.

In the past, the noble descendants that you looked down upon at all have left you far, far away.

"hehe!"

Qin Jinyang laughed at himself.

In fact, he should have understood this simple truth long ago.

When you were a child, you and the rich second generation were both in kindergarten, and you were both calculating that one plus one equals two, and you were even faster at calculating.

In fact, it's not because you are smarter, it's just because the question is that simple.

You laugh at him for being a weakling.

When you reach elementary school, you are still studying, doing homework, and watching cartoons step by step.

The rich second generation has hired one-to-one tutors to learn their skills and cultivate skiing.

In elementary school, you were still able to do well, and you were among the top ten in grade. You used standard scores to slap you in the face, proving that your IQ beat the rich second generation.

You feel even more contemptuous.

But gradually, in junior high school, things became a little different.

You risked your life to take the high school entrance examination. The high school in your mind is a holy place for exams. Once you enter, your parents will be proud of it.

But the rich second-generation classmates whose grades are not as good as yours are admitted without taking the exam.

When you were taking the college entrance examination, your grades were even more of a joke.

You failed to get into the top university by a few points.

You find out that your former kindergarten friend has obtained a foreign status and is sitting in the campus of your dreams with a special status.

You are not willing to go to an ordinary university, so you grit your teeth and repeat one year.

God has paid off, you have succeeded, you have been admitted to that school.

You happily moved into the eight-bed dormitory, turned on the cool electric fan, and went to find your rich second-generation classmate to reminisce about old times and tell him that I don’t believe in reincarnation, and only believe in God’s way of rewarding hard work.

You went to the rich second-generation dormitory. The other room was a single room with a bathroom and air conditioning.

The heavenly law that you believe in rewards hard work is swallowed in the stomach like Huang Lian.

You can only work harder because you have low self-esteem and know nothing except studying.

You secretly like a goddess...

Your goddess secretly likes the rich second generation who knows skiing, hip-hop dancing, piano, finance, and fashion.

One day you open your Moments and see your goddess having breakfast with the rich second generation...

after graduation……

Hahaha... let's not even mention it.

That's too far.

In fact, cultivation is not the same principle.

At the first level, people in the world may not be any worse than the descendants of nobles from the imperial court.

Unfortunately, that's just kindergarten level.

At the third level, it is a routine practice for the heirs of noble families to wash the bell.

In Helan Villa, Xu Wenqing, who had such a distinguished status, did not choose to wash the bell.

It is impossible for Xu Yuan Sheng not to know about Xi Zhong, but his inner expectation for Xu Wenqing is to be at the fifth level, nothing more.

Just like you rely on taking exams to go to a big city. The goal you set for yourself is to pay a down payment for a mortgage. For you, you are already a winner in life.

And the fully paid house that you have dreamed of your whole life is something they are born with.

It looks like the same road, but the scenery is completely different.

In the rough world of rivers and lakes, the fifth rank may already be a giant, an incredible existence.

But in the eyes of the nobles of the imperial court, the fifth rank is the real beginning.

…

In fact, the imperial court updated the volume.

The pressure on this group of nobles is far greater than that on ordinary people.

Perhaps, this is also a kind of luck scale.

According to Mu Shidi, if you want to be an official in the imperial court, you must first have cultivation skills.

At this time, you have alternative qualifications and can wait for vacancies.

The stronger a warrior is, the more likely he is to be free from illness and disaster. However, the dynasty is so big that it is difficult to find a vacant post. There are so many people fighting for it.

The power struggle in the imperial court was serious, and sometimes it was forced.

If you want to have a say in the court, you have to win over candidate officials to join you, and you have to let others hold real power.

There are only three possibilities for the creation of positions.

First, capture cities and expand territory.

Second, the predecessor retired and returned home, and the predecessor died an unexpected death.

Third, the emperor opened new yamen, such as the Tianwang Division.

Among them, the possibility of dying unexpectedly is as mysterious as it is mysterious.

In short, this group of people has seized the most power in the world, but the word "power" is so sharp, like a spear, pushing them forward, not daring to have a moment of leisure.

If you don't live even a little bit, you will be the one who dies.

People who control great power are just a piece of meat in the eyes of others.

Some officials want to protect themselves and live a peaceful life, but it is not that simple.

The imperial court had an examination system for appointed officials.

This investigation is not simply about asking for orders for the people and being honest and upright.

Which force you side with is a matter of life and death.

The complexity of the court can only be described as shocking every step of the way.

…

After bidding farewell to Mu Shidi, Qin Jinyang strolled for a while and prepared to have a meal.

At this time, two little eunuchs, one tall and one short, came running with food boxes in their hands and smiling broadly.

"I've met Mr. Qin!"

The short eunuch has a very comfortable smile, the kind that pleases you without being particularly flattering.

Like a spring breeze.

sharp.

To survive in the imperial city, even a young eunuch cannot be underestimated.

Just because of this smile, the eunuch is the best bitch wherever he goes.

"Thank you, father-in-law!"

Qin Jinyang casually took out two gold leaves.

Ever since he received benefits from Eunuch Han, Qin Jinyang has maintained the habit of giving rewards to eunuchs whenever he meets them.

"Don't dare!"

The two eunuchs shook their heads hastily.

"You two, please don't be too little."

There was no room for explanation, Qin Jinyang just put it into the arms of the two people.

Sure enough, the two of them were smiling happily and their expressions were even more comfortable.

In fact, in the imperial city, the two eunuchs may not really lack a gold leaf, but they lack a kind of identity recognition and respect.

Eunuchs are born to be looked down upon by others.

The more you look down on them, the more they like to trip you up and make you feel uncomfortable.

You can give money as much or as little as you like, but as long as you give it, it belongs to you.

People who are greedy for money are not necessarily greedy for money.

How ironic.

…

[When you give the eunuch money, you are also giving a favor, and the reward potential is 200 points. 】

…

"Today's meal is the royal meal that was secretly transported out of the imperial dining room at Eunuch Han's order...Shh... Mr. Qin, please don't make any noise. In this courtyard, you are the only one enjoying the imperial meal."

The short eunuch turned his head and motioned to the tall eunuch beside him with his eyes.

Seeing this, Eunuch Gao nodded, turned around and ran to the door, guarding it like a guard.

The short eunuch led Qin Jinyang into the guest room and placed the dishes one by one.

hiss!

When the food box was opened, a smell of fragrance hit his face, and Qin Jinyang even felt a little dizzy.

Very pure essence.

The spiritual energy spreading from the dishes is even stronger than some elixirs.

The most important thing is that it is delicious and delicious.

This is still takeout. If it is dine-in, how can it still be great?

"Mr. Qin, these are the dishes that the imperial chef secretly scooped out from the princes' royal meals. They would not dare to bring them out on weekdays... Eunuch Han heard that Mr. Qin was at the inn, so he risked his head."

The eunuch whispered.

"Thank you Eunuch Han for me!"

Qin Jinyang nodded with a solemn expression.

Perhaps, the young eunuch was exaggerating a bit. After all, if Eunuch Han dared to make luck, he would definitely be safe.

Should I say it or not, Eunuch Han is really capable.

If you are kind, you really remember yourself.

At the urging of the young eunuch, Qin Jinyang began to taste the prince's set meal.

"You should eat a little faster...it's a long night and a lot of dreams!"

The little eunuch urged.

"good!"

Qin Jinyang nodded and started to devour it.

What a waste of food.

The meat... extremely tender.

The vegetables...are extremely crispy.

Shrimp... extremely elastic.

Regarding taste, it is actually not that important anymore.

As the food entered his mouth, Qin Jinyang's chest felt hot, and the energy in his dantian began to increase by leaps and bounds.

Although the effect is very different from that of the big river boat, this is just one of the three meals, and it is an ordinary meal for the princes.

Is it okay to eat like this every day?

"Master Qin, here are some sips of wine... I was greedy, so I risked my life to secretly steal it from His Majesty. This is a tribute from a small country on the sea far away. Even the princes have never drunk it... I have a chance to give it to you today. Sing a little."

The short eunuch looked around and took out a leather kettle from his arms.

He was even on guard against the tall eunuch.

This matter was really serious enough to warrant beheading, but the eunuch and Qin Jinyang hit it off immediately and believed that Qin Jinyang would not betray him.

Although Qin Jinyang wanted to refuse, he couldn't help but give it a try when he thought that it was the same drink as the emperor. Even the prince had never drank it.

He took a small taste.

boom!

It has a soft entrance and a thin throat.

Suddenly, a warm breath spread from his throat to his whole body.

Qin Jinyang's mouth was full of fragrance. Just one sip made him feel ecstatic and had the urge to fly into the clouds.

It's fine wine.

Unheard of wine.

Although it has been taken down, the aftertaste is long-lasting, and the pure and intoxicating aroma fills your breath.

Not surprisingly, his Dantian was hot, and his true energy surged.

"You... have another bite?"

Seeing Qin Jinyang's intoxicated expression, the short eunuch couldn't bear to stop his drunkenness and gritted his teeth.

There were only a few mouthfuls in total, and his heart was bleeding.

"Nothing can happen...it's easy to get drunk..."

Qin Jinyang waved his hand and was polite.

As long as the little eunuch was polite in return and tried to be thick-skinned, he would still have to take another bite.

"Then stop drinking!"

As a result, the short eunuch was not polite. He shrunk his hand and the wine gourd disappeared like lightning.

Qin Jinyang was very disappointed.

"Father, do you know the background of the imperial envoy in Mushidi?"

Qin Jinyang thought of Mu Zhihe and then of Mu Shidi.

The dignified imperial envoy must be very fierce.

He also asked casually.

"Then you have asked the right person... Mu Qincha, the famous man beside the emperor, is the biggest contributor during this period."

When asked what the short eunuch is best at, he immediately became energetic:

"The richest province in the dynasty is our Shanhu Province... In recent years, the border armies have been fighting continuously, and they are short of food and pay. This is the time when the Shanghuan Province needs to pay for the food. Guess what?"

"Haha, Shan Huxing is crying for poverty. From the governor to the county magistrate, all the officials are working together. The money and grain they pay is actually less than half of last year... There is obviously no natural disaster, but they all say the same thing, saying that floods are widespread and grain production has been reduced."

"Hmph, these moths are twisted into a rope because the emperor has no time or energy to attack them because of the internal and external troubles in the court."

"The imperial dynasty sent factory guards and eunuchs, but those people were very clever and managed the accounts perfectly... The local people were afraid and did not dare to tell the truth."

"The emperor sent imperial envoys there again. As a result, the two imperial envoys, one after the other, were assassinated by rebels in Shanhu Province and died on the spot."

"As winter approaches, the biggest scourge in the north is about to invade the border again. The border troops have no food and pay, and are on the verge of mutiny. The generals are all about to retire and return home... But looking at the court, no one dares to go to Shanhu Province to investigate the case. Food and wages.”

"At this time, Mu Qincha stepped forward."

Mentioning Mu Shidi, the expression on the short eunuch's face became proud.

Qin Jinyang sighed.

This Shan Huxing Province is monolithic, and it is sometimes difficult for the imperial power to intervene.

The emperor must have a reason for dismissing and killing officials.

"Mu Qin sent an iron fist to the province. He took the risk of being impeached by hundreds of officials and directly slaughtered three clans of a county magistrate. The clans that dominated the county, blood flowed like a river overnight..."

"After that, wherever Mu Qincha went, he killed wherever he went... Those worms had never seen such momentum before. Compared with money and life, of course life is more important."

"In less than a month, Mu Qinqin actually collected enough rations from Shanhu Province to feed the population of a province for three years, which shocked the world."

"This batch of rations has also completely solved the problem of food and salary for the border troops."

The short eunuch had an excited expression, as if the imperial envoy was himself.

“A province has suffered from stuttering for three years, it’s amazing!”

Qin Jinyang nodded.

If he were the emperor, he would definitely reward such meritorious officials.

"Not only...this is just food, but also money!"

"Speaking of money, thanks to Mu Zhihe, the eldest son of Mu Qin."

"He was as meticulous as his hair, investigating and collecting evidence all the way, and finally found out that the governor of Shanhu Province and all the officials were actually selling grain to the enemy country... and more than one country!"

The short eunuch gritted his teeth.

"brute!"

Qin Jinyang squinted his eyes and felt an unknown fire in his heart for no reason.

He participated in the Battle of Qiji City.

Recalling the scene of Jin Qingyun being hung on the city wall, my heart ached.

How many soldiers went through life and death and died in a foreign country.

The enemy's thieves ate Zhongzhou's food and killed Zhongzhou's hungry soldiers. The reason was this group of traitors.

"Fortunately, Mu Qin sent thunderous measures and these beasts have been uprooted. The governor punished the nine tribes, Ling Chi executed them, and the rest of his accomplices all punished the three tribes. The case of Shan Huxing in the province is the biggest murder case in recent years..."

"It's pitiful that Your Majesty is working so hard for the country, yet so many officials in the court are still carrying out such activities..."

The short eunuch sighed, with a melancholy expression that showed concern for the country and the people.

"Looking at it this way, Mu Zhihe's contribution is really great!"

Qin Jinyang nodded.

Compared with this shocking case, his prestige in Qiji City was indeed nothing to mention.

As for the eunuchs pitying the emperor, that's even more ridiculous.

Even a mere post station was so luxurious, but the emperor never thought of tearing it down and using it as food.

Of course, it is normal for eunuchs to depend on the emperor for survival and to think about the emperor.

"Yes, Mr. Mu is a young hero, brave and resourceful, and will be the future pillar of the country."

The short eunuch gave a thumbs up.

If Mu Qinchai's thunderous methods are a force of anger, then Master Mu's investigation of all kinds of irrefutable evidence is solid wisdom.

…

The next day!

Before dawn, Qin Jinyang was already called by the eunuch.

Take a bath, comb your hair, burn incense, and change your clothes.

After leaving the inn and following the eunuch all the way, Qin Jinyang finally set foot in the famous palace.

The vermilion city wall stands tall and majestic, like a natural chasm that has existed since ancient times, with no end visible at a glance.

All roads and corners are guarded by solemn-looking golden-armored forest guards.

From a distance, this group of people look like sharp swords, and it hurts your eyes just to look at them.

Qin Jinyang lowered his head. Under the eunuch's prompting, he did not dare to casually perceive the rank of these imperial guards.

But he was curious and took a look without leaving any trace.

Very fierce.

The fourth grade is the follower, and the fifth grade is the leader.

Level 6 may be everywhere.

Not to mention the sixth grade, there should be quite a few of the seventh grade.

When he reached a door, Qin Jinyang went through another body search, inside and out, over and over again.

At first, Qin Jinyang was a little uncomfortable, but now he is numb.

move on.

Qin Jinyang appeared before and behind him, and other people gradually appeared.

There are older officials and there are younger people.

Along the way, Qin Jinyang had been shocked to the point of numbness.

The roads paved with gold and the walls made of white jade all seemed so commonplace that they were not worth mentioning.

The location that Qin Jinyang remembers most is a corridor. There are various paintings in the corridor. The wood of the picture frames is the kind of wood that Qin Jinyang has seen in Xu Yuansheng's study.

It was an accessory about the thickness of a little finger. Xu Yuan Sheng would smell it from time to time, and it had a strange smell. He obviously treated it as a treasure and had to carefully soak it in potion for maintenance when not in use.

In the palace, it can be said that everywhere, the wood is reduced to a picture frame, humbly enduring the wind and rain.

Passing by a pond, the water is filled with spiritual liquid.

Passing by the rocks, you can see the scenes of various precious spiritual objects being cast.

Qin Jinyang didn't recognize those vines at all.

After walking all the way, the energy in Qin Jinyang's dantian also soared.

It's a pity that Da Jiangzhou is left in the inn and is not allowed to be brought in... Forget it, even if he is brought in, he won't dare to swallow it.

I have to admit that the imperial palace is the real holy place for cultivation.

Isn’t it the king’s land in the whole world?

Qin Jinyang had a deeper understanding of this sentence.

Huh……

By the way, if you are in an enemy country, can you sneak into the palace and let the river boat swallow it?

Bah... I think too much, but my life is still at stake.

…

It's still dark.

Qin Jinyang stood in the corner of a square, waiting for the emperor to deliver the order.

There were still many people standing in front of the square.

The young man had various expressions on his face, but he didn't dare to express his dignity.

Some old men were more relaxed and chatted quietly with each other. Although the eunuch saw them, they turned a blind eye.

"Are you Qin Jinyang?"

Suddenly, a middle-aged man with a long beard came over.

Next to the middle-aged man was Mu Zhihe, who smiled at Qin Jinyang.

"The common people have seen the imperial envoy!"

Qin Jinyang clasped his fists and bent over, respectfully.

The eunuch told him to call himself a commoner in the palace.

Damn it.

Is there any substantial difference between ordinary people and untouchables?