Fairies just want to lie down

Chapter 428 Monopoly
The memory freezes at this moment.

Despise the kings of the past and the past, and regard the past dynasties as rotten trees.

Zhao Si and the others looked up at the Taoist on the high platform. At this moment, the ordinaryness of the other party completely faded away.

Even though there is a long river of history, they can still feel the demeanor of the so-called living immortals.At this moment, whether they were spectators or everyone in memory, they were all shocked.

A thought spanned time and space and appeared in everyone's minds at the same time.

This is the fairy.

Zhao Si clenched his fists, his face was flushed under the agitation, and he tried his best to restrain himself so as not to be exposed.

"This is the true immortal! Li Changsheng is the only true immortal in the world!"

A voice came from beside him, Zhu Yunwei, the former old criminal policeman, praised him unabashedly, his face was more excited than Zhao Si, and his eyes were full of enthusiasm.

In the past, he didn't understand why those reincarnated people in the age of immortality worshiped living immortals so much, but what monks required in various classics was self-oriented, revealing their resistance to individual worship everywhere.

If a monk wants to grow, it is necessary to forge an invincible heart for the top powerhouse, and genius arrogance is also inevitable.

They themselves are also individuals with great power, and it would be a shame to worship another individual with great power.

Like Li Changsheng, there are countless reincarnations who overwhelmed an era. They may not be as strong as living immortals, but strength is sometimes relative.They were already the strongest in their time, so they shouldn't be worse than living immortals.

But among so many strong men, only Li Changsheng has reached the level of convincing everyone.

Now that Zhu Yunwei understood, he finally understood.

Li Changsheng's authority comes not only from his strength, but more from his charisma.

"Individual great power does not necessarily produce oppression of the weak, it is just that the system cannot avoid the exploitation of the weak by the strong. Once it happens, it will be an irresistible exploitation. We cannot put society on the preferences of a strong individual .”

Zhu Yunwei said to himself that the government's worries about superpowers in the early years were also what most people were worried about.

"But if we can't put our society on a certain interest group, since we can make the world peaceful and the people have income, why should we resist? One is an established fact, and the other is the so-called fault tolerance rate."

"Brother Zhu, stop talking." Xu Danting hurriedly interrupted.

This kind of talk can't be said nonsense, the company has always been very strict about the ideological issues of the operators.Once there are rules in the practice world where the thinking tends to be prey to the strong, then there will be very few resources in the future.

Society does not produce a strong man who wants to be above others.

There is nothing wrong with worshiping immortals, but there are also mistakes.

It is not a fairy who is in power.

At least these local monks don't know that the power structure in China has undergone earth-shaking changes.Individuals with strong power will distort everything around them. Li Changsheng, as the ultimate embodiment of his mighty power, attracts everything around him like a black hole.

Even the rules of human society and power in China that have lasted for thousands of years are all overwhelmed by it.

I mean nothing more than God's will.

Now even human thoughts are sucked into the past.

Zhu Yunwei considered himself a good person, he ignored Xu Danting's persuasion, and continued: "I will record the era of immortality and the society ruled by immortals according to my own needs. This is not against the regulations."

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Everyone was speechless and each had their own thoughts, but most of them were undoubtedly touched.

People have a good impression of goodness, no matter what position they are in, they don't hate the existence of altruism.If the law of the jungle is the truth in the world, then it is the nature of creatures to be close to the good.

Otherwise, why did the past dynasties say that those who win the hearts of the people win the world?

Because the human heart is full of all kinds of ugly desires, but still maintains a heart yearning for good.

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One month later, Asgard's decision was made, and all the resources of the human race must be gathered to prepare for the cold disaster in three years' time.

None of the immortal sects dared to object, even the sect of Immortal Flying Star, they did their best to build all kinds of flying boats and control the food transportation of the entire human race.

And its specific plan.It was also quickly drawn up in the discussions of countless spiritual powers.

It is divided into three parts, digging holes, storing food, and opening fires.

The first is to dig holes. The land itself is a very good house to keep warm. Cultivators can use earth magic to quickly build a number of shelters deep underground with ventilation and heat preservation.

If comfort is not considered, many underground caves can be built within three years to accommodate [-] million people for a short period of time to avoid the most severe cold months.

Zhu Xue's golden juicy fire array once again played a vital role in solving the most difficult sewage discharge.

To store food, the Immortal Palace will let the people of the world switch to rice and sorghum, which are long-lasting foods.

Opening the earth fire, Xiangong intends to build a formation covering the entire Tianzhou, arousing the earth fire in the earth veins to fight against the cold disaster.

If all goes well, it is expected to maintain three months of spring every year, so that sorghum can be sown once a year.

The Earth Fire formation is the most incomprehensible part of it, because even the top formation masters can't guarantee that they can control the Earth Fire in a city, let alone the Earth Fire in the entire Tianzhou.

"Pindao is responsible for the ground fire, and the rest will be handed over to you."

Li Changsheng answered the objections of many Nascent Souls in this way.

"The world is not the world of the poor and the poor, but the world of the people in the world."

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Asgard 113 years.

The four seasons are like spring, there is no disaster and no disease, and people are like a thriving appearance.The environment has even warmed up slightly. In some areas with higher altitudes, the temperature in winter can go below zero, but in recent years, the temperature in winter is generally not lower than 10 degrees.

Some river valley areas are even more fragrant with birds and flowers, and the soil is fertile. With the blessing of sufficient fertilizer and spells, the production has doubled again and again.

After meeting the basic food needs, people began to pursue a higher standard of living again, and began to grow various vegetables, fruits and spices.But just at the beginning of this year, the cultivation of all non-grain crops was banned by the order of Xiangong, and rice and sorghum were replaced.

So the common people did not complain, and heard that it was the order of the immortals, most of them took the initiative to remove the cash crops and planted rice and sorghum instead.

At the same time, the news of the cold disaster was announced, so that the people of the world were prepared.

It's that time of year again when grain is collected.

As soon as the expropriation officer opened the gate of the granary, and before he organized people to go to various villages and towns to carry out the expropriation, he saw an old man sitting at the gate, with several bags of rice on a cart beside him.

The confiscator asked, "Old man, what are you doing?"

"I'm here to pay for the food."

The collector's first reaction was that the old man wanted to avoid taxes.

Because Xiangong collects one-twentieth tax, that is, farmers have to pay one-twentieth of what they harvest.According to a rough calculation of the yield per mu, the yield per mu of one mu of land is 600 catties, so you have to pay [-] catties.

The above is for those who only own 5 mu of land.

If the real estate exceeds 5 mu, the tax will reach 10 tax [-], and if it exceeds [-] mu, it will rise to [-] tax [-].

By analogy, big landlords who own hundreds of acres of land have to pay three taxes and one tax.

At the same time, in order to prevent land owners from concealing the output, and excluding factors such as natural disasters and man-made disasters, if the yield per mu does not meet the standard, part of the land will be confiscated.

Paying taxes yourself is trying to hide.

For example, if the yield per mu is high this year, if you come and hand it over yourself, you will generally collect according to the average yield per mu.This is also the tacit consent of the fairy palace, which is used to encourage the people to increase the yield per mu.

"We are also here to pay the food."

"And I."

"Me too, don't jump in line."

Suddenly there was a sound in the distance, and the grain requisition officer looked up and saw a large group of people running towards them carrying grain bags.

Some families carried a bag each, some pushed carts, and some even pulled ox carts.

The grain requisition officer remembered that this year was not a good year, and they had done research in advance so that they could draw up a grain collection plan.

For example, the average point of active grain payment this year will increase by a few points during the harvest, and will decrease by a few points during the harvest.

Did our investigation go wrong?
He pulled the adjutant next to him and said in a low voice: "What's going on? It doesn't mean that this year, except for the Hetao area, there is basically no harvest, and even some places have not had a good harvest due to the weather."

"Yesterday, the collection point for the voluntary payment of grain has been released. How much less grain will be collected?"

The adjutant was also sweating profusely, and said: "I went there personally, and inspected twice a month, it is indeed not a good year."

"My lord, why don't we temporarily change the price?"

"I'm afraid you've lost your mind. If the investigation is not strict, it will be suspension at most. If you change the levy points casually, you will lose your head."

The most taboo thing in Asgard is arbitrary taxation.

As soon as the grain requisition officer gritted his teeth, he could only bite the bullet and open a warehouse to collect grain.

The first old man said that he owned five acres of land and received three hundred catties of grain.

"Huh?!" The food requisition officer widened his eyes and glanced at the ledger in his hand.

"Old man, did you take the wrong one? You have to pay 5 catties of grain for 300 mu of land?"

According to the 5th tax, in conversion, the 6000 acres of real estate produced 1000 catties of grain, and the yield per mu was as high as more than [-] catties!
Fully doubled.

Did you put some panacea in the field?

The old man patted his chest and said proudly: "One thousand catties per mu should be paid so much. I am honored to pay more!"

"..."

The food requisition officer and the adjutant took a step back, turned around and began to whisper with their ears.

"What should we do? According to regulations, we have to collect, and there has never been a precedent for refusing to pay."

"But my lord, how do we account for this account book when it is handed over to the higher authorities?"

"Why don't we do this, wait until you go to investigate this person's field, and at the same time, the account book you handed in will be marked with red, and you will ask for a thorough investigation."

"feasible."

The grain requisition officer accepted the old man's grain, and then he was the second on the scale.

For eight mu of land, six hundred catties are paid, and the yield per mu is also one thousand catties.

3th place.

Thirteen acres of land, paid 1200 catties, and the yield per mu reached an exaggerated 2000 catties.

The grain requisition officer was completely numb. It is hard to imagine what kind of good year can directly double the yield per mu, and some even quadruple it.

As the food collection points from all over the country sent the ledgers to the Immortal Palace, Taiyin Xianjun was in charge of counting, and just glanced at the ledgers and threw the ledgers in the face of the person in charge.

She was furious and said, "Are you treating me as a fool? The yield per mu is 3000 jin. I'm afraid that someone who stepped on a rice pole would be able to prop him up."

"Investigate thoroughly immediately, anyone who dares to collect food indiscriminately will be killed without mercy!"

A few months ago, the immortals emphasized not to rob the people of food by force, but now the average grain harvest in various places has reached 300 catties, and in some places it has even reached 1000 catties.

According to the standard family of five, the grain grown each year does not exceed [-] catties, and harvesting [-] catties is the rhythm to force rebellion.

It's even slapping the fairy in the face!
The Immortal Palace attached great importance to this, and sent a large number of monks to various places for field investigations, and even Qingxuan Taoists were dispatched.

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Somewhere in the fields.

Now that the autumn harvest has just passed, the fields all over the mountains and plains are bare, with scattered piles of straw tied on them.

This place is a rare Hetao area in Tianzhou. The living environment is suitable, and it is one of the few places where you can live scattered. It is also one of the best granaries in Tianzhou.

Qingxuan descended from the sky, changed into plain clothes, and then walked into a village not far away.

Under the setting sun, smoke slowly rises from large and small thatched cottages.

A family of five randomly selected by Qingxuan, he walked into it and revealed that he was a wandering Taoist priest, wanting to stay overnight.

Qingxuan, who was warmly received by this family, even killed a chicken for him and took out a jar of rice wine.

After drinking for three rounds, Qingxuan finally asked: "The layman's family looks well-to-do, how much food has been paid this year?"

The white-haired and bearded old man opened his cloudy eyes and asked, "Is the Taoist priest sent down by a fairy?"

Qingxuan did not deny it: "My father-in-law, just say it, I will make the decision for you."

"Old man, I know you can't fool the Taoist priest. This year our family paid 1000 catties of grain." The old man said truthfully.

"But we didn't pay more, and no one forced us to pay more. Every household in the village paid at least one hundred catties of grain, and this was all voluntary."

"The starting point is 100 catties, which is far from the rules set by the Immortal Palace. Laymen, don't be afraid, there are poor people here, and no one can hurt you."

Qing Xuan's eyes narrowed slightly, and there was already a hint of murderous intent in the depths of his eyes.

A family of five dared to collect 1000 catties of grain. No one dared to be so bold even when the immortals purged the powerful a few decades ago.

"No, we're all voluntary."

The old man still shook his head, and there was no sign of fear or coercion on his face.

"It is also true that the yield per mu is 2000 catties."

"Layman, what good will such nonsense do to you?"

"Dare to ask, old man, if I don't say so, will the fairy palace accept my food? Will the immortal accept it?"

"No, the immortal will not covet the common people for a penny."

"So we can only produce a thousand catties per mu."

Qingxuan suddenly felt that things might not be as he imagined, the old man in front of him was full of lies, but he was extremely calm in his heart.

After checking the soul several times, nothing was wrong.

He asked suspiciously: "Why is this so? With so much food, I am afraid that you will have problems with food and clothing."

"The immortal said that the cold disaster is coming, we want to help the immortal."

A gleam flashed in the old man's muddy eyes, his words were firm, and his face was resolute, not like an old man half buried in the ground.

"We mortals can't move mountains to fill seas and fly to escape the earth, and we can't keep warm and comfortable. The only thing we can do is to farm and pay for food."

"The immortal said that the world is governed by the people in the world. Please accept our food and do your best."

Qing Xuan was silent for a long time, this was the first time he encountered such a situation.

"What if you don't have enough to eat?"

"We keep enough for ourselves, and if we really don't have enough to eat, the immortals will help us."

"What if the immortal can't help you?"

"It means that the immortal is in trouble, and we should help the immortal."

The old man held his granddaughter in his arms, gently shaking and caring for him, and said: "My father told me since I was a child that we followed the immortals to this land. There are wolves, tigers and leopards on the road, and there are natural disasters. There is a subsidence."

"But the immortal never gave up on us, and we never gave up following in the footsteps of the immortal."

"We are all the children of immortals, the father never abandons the son, and the son never forgets the father."

The autumn harvest is over, and the granaries around Asgard are full.

From the beginning to the end, the Immortal Palace never increased taxes, nor did it want the people to suffer, but the people all over the world rushed to pay for it.

Showing the hearts of the people, God's will is irresistible.

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In Asgard.

"Your Majesty, the Autumn Harvest Immortal Palace has a total of 30 jin of food, which can be used by the human race for a year. If it is like this every year, it can be used by the human race for five years."

Immortal Feixing offered the account book in his hands with both hands, his voice trembling a little, not from fear, but from an indescribable excitement.

Throughout the ages, there have been things that do not rely on force to harvest the food of the world.

Li Changsheng just glanced at it, then leaned back on the chair and asked lazily:

"understood."

He wasn't too surprised, even the answer was so perfunctory.

Because he, Li Changsheng, monopolized the harmony all his life.

(End of this chapter)