If someone wants everyone to know something, it's hard to keep it a secret.

The fact that Gufengkou has been occupied by the demon clan, now that the cold wind is blowing, has long been heading south without any obstruction, and everyone knows about it.

According to the Monster Race's thinking, after this news reaches the Human Race, it will only take a short period of time for the Human Race to completely lose confidence, become panicked and afraid, and become weak again. In fact, the beginning of this story is also based on

In order to develop the idea of ​​​​the demon clan, the important officials of the imperial court in the divine capital began to discuss the matter of moving the capital. No matter their purpose, the result was still the same. They were always afraid.

It is normal for scholars to be timid. In such a situation, it is normal to be afraid, but because they are afraid, the Chen Dynasty does not allow them to do anything. In other words, the people who guard this world are that group, so then

It was up to them to decide whether they should move the capital or surrender.

But obviously, the answer is no.

So Chen Chao returned to the divine capital from the north, killed people and spoke in the main hall, and stopped the matter of moving the capital. However, Chen Chao could make the final decision on the affairs of the imperial court, and he could use his strong charm and iron-blooded skills to make things happen.

He could go in the direction he wanted, but things outside the court could not.

Whether those monks outside the country want to leave the north, and whether the new monks are unwilling to continue going north, all have the most critical impact on the current overall situation.

The demon clan's eyes in the dark looked at the monks, but no one noticed anything else.

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Hongzhuan County is a small county under the jurisdiction of Weizhou. It has no specialties and no outstanding people. This small county is very ordinary. In the past many years, they have never been worth mentioning.

Their county seat is not even big.

There is a large high platform in the center of the city. This is where the government will announce every time something important happens. But in fact, in the past few years, there have not been many major events in this red brick county that could bring them together.

to here.

Now the thin magistrate stood on the stage and shouted at the top of his lungs: "Folks and elders, there has been a war in the north. It is not easy. A few days ago, thirty-six young people were elected in our county.

They serve as state troops in the state capital. If the war continues, they will appear in the north and add glory to our red brick county!"

After hearing this, the people in the audience did not speak, but there was one person whose eyebrows flashed with sadness and worry.

They are all descendants of their own family.

"Folks, if someone else comes to trample on our land and insult our compatriots, we will naturally have to fight with them with swords. Even if we don't have swords, kitchen knives and dung forks are fine, but now they are monsters.

The clan wants to go south. They are much more powerful than ordinary people, so only those who can be selected by the imperial court can go to the battlefield. We ordinary people have nothing to do."

When the thin magistrate said this, he stopped, coughed a few times, and laughed at himself: "People like us seem to have no other choice but to be protected by others."

The common people looked at this normally highly prestigious official and said nothing, but everyone listened very seriously.

"No...no! Although we can't go to the battlefield to defend our country, we can definitely do other things!"

As he spoke, the thin magistrate picked up a wooden box, opened it, and threw the contents into the big box in front of him.

The banging sound was a large number of Daliang Tongbao.

They kept rolling into the wooden box, and it took a while before they regained their composure.

"I have been an official for so many years and have received the salary from the court for so many years. I have some left over. I still have some calligraphy and paintings from my ancestors. They are all sold and they are all here. I have taken them out for no other reason than to make the people of the court happy.

Bianjun, you and my nephews and descendants can have a full meal and buy a sword, so they will not go hungry and fight against the demon clan with empty hands!"

The thin magistrate gritted his teeth and said: "Everyone, we have received the country's favor in this life, and now is the time to repay it. Let's help each other and resist foreign humiliation!"

“We are in the same boat and we can resist foreign humiliation together!”

Someone among the people spoke, only one person at first, and then everyone started shouting.

“We are in the same boat and we can resist foreign humiliation together!”

A government official carried the big box towards the audience. As he passed each citizen, there would be some sounds in the box. A woman took off the silver hairpin on her head and looked at it with reluctance.

I glanced at it several times, but in the end I just threw it in.

A woman took off her earrings and threw them in.

A wealthy businessman took off his ring finger and threw it in.

What's more, he knocked out his own gold tooth and threw it in.

Ding ding dong dong, money stinks, money stinks, but today no one will feel that money stinks.

They just felt that it was the clearest spring water in the mountains, flowing slowly and moisturizing everything silently.

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In the counties of Weizhou, wealthy households called on their slaves to move out all their valuable belongings. The woman tried her best to stop them, holding a jade sculpture the size of a human head and crying: "Master, this jade sculpture is too big."

It’s valuable, I can’t get it!”

Seeing the lady like this, the slaves didn't know what to do for a while and stood stunned.

The middle-aged, pot-bellied rich man looked at the wife who loved him the most, gritted his teeth, and waved his hand.

With a snap, an extremely loud slap sounded, and a bright red five-finger print suddenly appeared on the woman's face, which was very clear.

The woman was stunned on the spot and even forgot to cry.

The rich man snatched the jade carving, handed it to a domestic slave, and said cruelly: "Take it away!"

After saying this, the rich man hugged his wife, preventing her from hugging any more belongings.

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The same thing happened in different places. Before the war with the demon clan, in order to have enough money in the treasury, the imperial court levied more taxes on the big households and wealthy people. There was some resistance at that time, and many people refused to do so.

willing.

Now that we have reached this stage, we see that the situation in the north is getting more and more critical. Rich households and ordinary people have spontaneously collected a lot of money and want to hand it over to the court so that they can use it as military expenses to stop the demon clan.

outside national borders.

Just like what the imperial court has been doing for more than two hundred years.

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The incense in Luming Temple is still very good these days. People from Bailu Prefecture and people from outside Bailu Prefecture still rush here in an endless stream to pray for Buddha.

It's just that these days, the monks in the temple have clearly felt that what the people want is no longer their concern, and words like "Northern Territory" are mentioned frequently by them.

These days in the temple are not as peaceful as they appear on the surface. Although they are still meditating as usual, some faint crying sounds can be heard in the temple from time to time. Those are young monks crying. The reason for their crying is also very simple.

Relatives died in the north.

During the first war, most of those who died were original soldiers of the border army, but at the beginning of the second war, state troops came to fill in, and among them were their relatives.

They have just joined the temple, have not yet become true core disciples, and have not cultivated enough in Buddhism. It is completely normal to have some distracting thoughts in their minds.

Their cries were very weak. In fact, even if they were louder, they would not be able to disturb those monks who are profound in Buddhism. They have practiced Buddhism for many years and have long lost any perception of everything in the world.

The abbot, Master Pingdu, gave the morning lecture as usual. After the lecture, he asked the monks to leave. He also wanted to change places to continue meditation, but a monk came to report that someone wanted to see him.

"who is it?"

Master Pingdu's old face seemed to have guessed who the visitor was.

"It's Huixuan."

The monk said softly.

Pingdu glanced at him, waved his hand, got up in person, went outside the Main Hall, and met the former disciple of Luming Temple.

"I thought I would never see you in the temple again, Huixuan."

Pingdu looked at the black-clothed monk in front of him without any emotion.

The monk in black smiled and said: "I told you not to call it this anymore."

Pingdu didn't take it seriously and just said: "After leaving the temple, I thought you would take the same old path, but why didn't I see you in the city of Gods?"

The monk in black smiled and said: "The road must be walked step by step, and the food must be eaten one bite at a time."

Pingdu looked at him, was silent for a long time, and said straight to the point: "I know your purpose of coming, but as it was in the past, it will be in the future. Things in the temple will not change."

During this battle, even Chixinguan was moved, but not even a single monk from Luming Temple was seen on the top of the city.

This so-called leader sect of Buddhism is hidden outside the world and remains silent, as if everything that really happens in the world has nothing to do with them.

The black-clothed monk said: "I am not here to invite anyone, but to collect debts."

"Collect debt? Collect debt for Daliang?"

Pingdu's eyebrows swayed in the wind, but he found it interesting, "Luming Temple never owes Daliang anything."

The monk in black looked at Pingdu and said calmly: "I'm here to collect debts for the people."

Pingdu looked at him and shook his head after a moment, "The temple doesn't owe the people anything?"

The monk in black seemed to have known that Pingdu was going to say this, so he did not feel disappointed, but said bluntly: "Have the monks in Luming Temple ever grown grains and vegetables?"
To be continued...