i have a sword fairy

Chapter 44
The dark clouds that had been brewing all afternoon finally overflowed with rain.

next second.

Collision with the whole world, the world is instantly filled with the sound of rain.

In the north of Luojing City, on the official road back to the city, a group of black-clothed guards guarded three carriages like stars holding the moon.

There was only the sound of rain and the sound of wheels on the road. The hundreds of warriors were silent, walking in the rain, covered in dew and no response.

Zhao Rong retracted his gaze, lowered the curtains of the car, and looked at the only person in the car besides him.

"Yu Linwei, Lin's private army, was built by my great-grandfather."

Lin Wenruo's slender right hand squeezed a small silver spoon lightly, adding spices to an incense burner whose top was carved into a hollow rockery.

"I was still curious when I was young, why would the Lanxi Lin family, who is full of poetry and literature, want this stuff."

Lin Wenruo finished adding Chenxiang, put down her work, picked up a piece of silk and wiped her hands, looked at Zhao Rong, and chuckled lightly. "I didn't expect it to be used in my hands, Lin Qingchi."

Zhao Rong nodded, lightly inhaling the mellow and cool fragrance, smelling the meridians and blood flowing a little faster in his body, he couldn't help but take a few deep breaths, refreshing his heart.

What happened in the Drunkard Pavilion just now, Zhao Rong was covering his sleeves from the beginning to the end, watching indifferently without saying anything.

Later, the three of Zhao Rong were about to leave and set off, but they were "stopped in every way" by Lin Wenruo. He pulled Zhao Rong's sleeve sincerely and said that brother Ziyu should not be ruthless. Brother Yu, you must make a good compensation, and I implore Brother Ziyu to move to the poor house, don't delay.

Zhao Rong pulled back his sleeves with no expression, and reluctantly shied away several times, but it did not dampen Lin Wenruo's enthusiasm.

Later, Lin Wenruo said that it was going to rain heavily on this day, and it was very inconvenient to travel. It was better to go to his house for a rest. When the weather was clear, he sent someone to take his group out of Zhongnan, and take some shortcuts that only local people know. It must be able to fumble faster than his own group.

Zhao Rong hesitated for a while, then asked the other two for their opinions.

Liu Sanbian said it didn't matter, let him decide.Su Xiaoxiao had an "I understand" expression, and said seriously that she would never be as good as the bad guys in the book, telling them to ignore the worldly vision and the gossip of others, and boldly pursue it. Love……

Zhao Rong rewarded her with an afternoon dessert without saying a word, and it is estimated that this will be rubbing her red forehead in the carriage behind.

"Brother Wen Ruo doesn't have to be like this."

"Tzuyu, please don't plead for him, that bastard is in debt." Lin Wenruo sighed. "My father passed away early. I haven't been here for these years, and my mother doesn't care about him. Now he has a bad habit, and people hate dogs. The farce just now made Ziyu laugh."

Zhao Rong looked at his expression, a little helpless.

You know I didn't say that.

But he can only play stupid with him and ignore this topic.

Anyway, I waited for the rain to stop, so I left as soon as possible and left this place of right and wrong.

Zhao Rong savoured the mysterious incense in the car, chatted with Lin Wenruo for a while, suddenly felt the carriage deflected, lifted the curtain and looked out.

I saw that the convoy seemed to have left the straight official road back to Luojing, and turned into another Kangzhuang avenue. There were vast rice fields on both sides of the road, and green water and green mountains in the distance.

"Brother Wen Ruo, isn't your residence in Luojing City?"

"Not here." Lin Wenruo smiled.

"Where is that?"

"It has arrived."

"..."

Zhao Rong looked at the surrounding wilderness, and when he saw that smiling face, he suddenly felt the hairs on his back stand up.

"Cough, I mean that the hundred miles we walk now belong to our Lin clan, and the official road just now was built on our land. This place in the north of the city is called Lanxi, and it is also owned by our Lanxi Lin clan. origin."

Seeing this, Lin Wenruo coughed lightly and quickly explained.

"The manor hasn't arrived yet, it's just behind the mountain in front. Now, during the special period, we won't live in the city."

Zhao Rong breathed a sigh of relief and moved his hand away from the Wen Jian at his waist.

But even if his eyelids flickered, my dear, this radius of [-] miles is equivalent to more than half of Luojing, which is adjacent to the capital of a country.

But after listening to Lin Wenruo's explanation, he knew the ins and outs of this matter.

700 years ago, the leader of the Zhongnan Kingdom saw that the imperial power in the country was declining, hermits and Taoists were not engaged in production, the country had no system, and the law was lax, so he looked around for someone who could govern the country and help the country. , There is almost no culture and education to speak of, so all talented people refuse the invitation.

Lord Zhongnan even traveled all the way to the gates of the two Confucian academies in the north and the south to meet with the scholars who were trying to enter the academies, but no one responded. After they had a meal, they returned to Zhongnan in disappointment.

As a result, one day ten years later.

A middle-aged Confucian scholar came from outside Luojing Imperial City. He came to look for the monarch. He solemnly took out a piece of jade that symbolized the identity of a scholar in the academy. Now that he is a teacher, how can he wait until he is selected by the academy to study in the academy, and now that he has learned the art of Fulong, Lin dared to try it.

King Zhongnan was overjoyed when he heard the words, so he hired the scholar Lin named Anbang to govern the country and fully delegate power.

In less than three years, the state of Zhongnan Kingdom was indeed prosperous.

The monarch wanted to arrange a long-term shelter for him after reading his great deeds, so his ministers hesitated on the map of Luojing, arguing about which house to give him. As a result, the monarch looked impatient next to him and directly He stepped forward, grabbed the pen, and drew a large circle in the northern part of Luojing City, and then gave all the Lanxi in the northern part of the city, which was originally a royal garden, to the scholar surnamed Lin, without any consideration of the future descendants of the king. Snoring on the side.

The Lanxi Lin family thus took root in Zhongnan and passed it on from generation to generation.

Lin Wenruo finished speaking with a smile on her lips, and then gave an order to a black-clothed guard outside the window. The latter left the convoy and returned from the field ridge after a while, holding something in both hands and handing it to Lin Wenruo.

Lin Wenruo raised her hands, slipped down her long and wide sleeves, and reached out to gently take a few ears of rice.

He rubbed his hands and crushed a handful of rice, held it in his white hands and looked at it carefully, his lips moved slightly, his eyes moved slowly, and he counted silently.

The shell is golden yellow, the grains are full, the aroma of rice is pure, and there are very few bad grains.

The man couldn't help smiling.

"Tzuyu, this year will be a harvest year."

"We have a unique climate in Zhongnan, and one field can ripen three kinds of crops every year. Unfortunately, in the past, because Taoist temples occupied too much land, there were 480 temples in Zhongnan Mountain alone, and the landlords were severely exploited. Farmers often couldn't buy seedlings to make the fields The crops are planted all year round, so it takes a lot of energy to buy grain from other countries every year, and when it is shipped to China, the price of grain has increased by [-]%..."

"The Spring Seedling Law, which is being implemented across the country, uses the state as the lender, and lends money to farmers at low interest rates, so that they can grow crops instead of being forced to die by high-interest loan sharks. This law is divided into three quarters..."

"Fang Tian Jun Tax Law is something I learned from a big country in the south. It can clear up the land concealed by the powerful landlords, increase the fiscal revenue of the national treasury, and reduce the burden on farmers at the same time."

Zhao Rong sat on the side, stunned for a moment, silently looking at the current head of the top wealthy clan of Zhongnan, who was holding rice in his hand, talking and dancing at times. A Confucian scholar in the realm.

Listen to him elaborate on his Six Strategies, his new law for enriching the country.

I don't know how long it took, but slowly, the inside of the carriage became quiet.

There was only a loud noise from outside the car, but it only seemed that the inside of the car became more and more silent.

The wheel was rolling in the mud.

Horses' hooves trample the earth.

The rain fell from the clouds to pieces.

The swordsman scholar pursed his lips.

"Why bother with it?"

The stooped man straightened his body and sat upright, holding the rice in his hands.

"Why not?"

Zhongnan Kingdom has supported scholars for 700 years, and my Lanxi Lin family must be worthy of Zhongnan!
(End of this chapter)