I Am Immortal In The Cultivation World

Spring is cold.

The wind blew through the streets, bringing the choking smell of cinders.

Pedestrians covered their mouths and noses and walked in a hurry. According to the imperial doctor of the Taiyuan Hospital, smoking too much smog would damage the kidney qi and hinder the offspring. It must be cured by taking pills sold by the imperial court.

"This dog's world, the hospital is black!"

Boss Hu of Dongsheng Grain Shop spit, tightened the new narrow-sleeved brocade robe, covered his nose and opened the tavern curtain.

The melodious and melodious sound of the pipa, the thick and high-pitched singing of the blind man, the chatter of the guests in the southern and northern accents, the squeaking of tables and chairs, and the collision of wine glasses all mixed into the ears.

Inside and outside the door curtain, the two worlds in a trance suddenly changed from quiet and desolate to noisy and lively.

"Boss Hu, some days are gone."

Bai Shiyu bowed and invited in, smiled and said, "Today is full, why don't you have a table with Mr. Xu?"

Boss Hu and Boss Xu were already acquainted with each other.

"Hey, the court has won another battle?"

"We can congratulate Boss Hu in advance, you are looking to make a lot of money."

Boss Xu said: "The imperial court has broken the defense line of the northern border of the Xuan Kingdom and captured 100,000 prisoners. It is said that they will be demoted to criminals and used to fill the workshop."

"That's good, I'll buy a few too. Our people are becoming more and more disobedient."

After reading the newspaper, Boss Hu said enviously, "Let's just eat the soup from the corners. In the future, the goods from the workshop can be sold to Xuanguo without paying taxes. Seeing that they are going to make a lot of money!"

Sitting next to him was a wealthy old man. Eight generations of his ancestors were officials, but when he arrived, he only had money left, and he snorted coldly.

"I'm just looking forward to Chimeng making a fuss and making that group of scumbags suffer!"

"Mr. Cui, there must be taboos when discussing state affairs!"

Bai Shiyu clasped the wooden sign on the table and cupped his hands: "Now the limelight is tight, and the court investigates the remnants of the Chi League every day, please bear with me."

Boss Hu said with a smile: "In the entire capital, only this tavern can talk casually, but we don't dare to discuss other areas."

There is a tavern that has been operating in the capital for three years, and it has become a well-known recreational area.

The wine is good, the food is good, and the music is good.

This can only satisfy people's appetite, speak freely, but it can make people feel comfortable from the inside out.

Mr. Xu's ancestral land of several thousand acres provided cotton and linen for the cloth line, with a worried expression on his face: "This red alliance is in trouble every day, and the remnants can't be caught. Today, the east side is destroyed, and tomorrow there will be another group in the west. Will it happen? Something big happened?"

Bai Shiyu was busy greeting the guests, his feet were not touching the ground, but he listened to the guests' discussions with his ears erect.

The tavern is the only place where the Red Alliance can be clearly stated. The city patrol division, the Beijing government office, the army and the horse division, and even the court secret agents have all come to investigate and make unannounced visits, but they have never found the remnants of the party.

That being the case, it is also selling the face of the shopkeeper Sun. The tyrannical court of the martial arts master is most clear!

"The Red Alliance is just a disease of the mustard. Have you ever seen the Mud Legs rebel successfully?"

Mr. Cui's family origins belong to a side branch of a thousand-year-old family, and he said: "If it is really a change of dynasties, they are only the forerunners of the king, and we must be the ones who sit in the country!"

Bai Shiyu just came over to refill the wine, and asked for advice, intentionally or unintentionally: "You are a historian, do you know why?"

Mr. Cui pointed to his head: "Here, it's different!"

"It makes sense."

Bai Shiyu smiled and changed the subject: "What you said is interesting, it's just that our big Zhou Bingfeng is strong, and the sword is pointing at the world, it's not like the end of the dynasty!"

In recent years, Da Zhou has used the power of artillery to swept across the countries of Yunzhou.

Unrivaled in Yunzhou, the tyrannical fronts are cooperating with the dumping of machine creations.

The imperial court and the workshop owners became richer and richer, and the workers’ treatment also increased accordingly, from eight hours to ten hours.

When the domestic people are not enough, they rob the population from the surrounding countries to ensure that the machine rotates day and night. The machine has been developing for a hundred years, like an awakened gluttonous beast, starting to devour everything recklessly.

"The court is naturally prosperous..."

Mr. Cui was stunned for a moment, even if the old wealth abandoned by the times was compared according to the description in the ancient book, he had to admit that the court had the tendency to swallow the world.

"This world, we can't understand it!"

His tone was a little pathetic, and he was proud of what he had learned all his life, but faced obstacles everywhere in the face of the new era.

The side branches of the Cui family are not like the background of the main family. The thousands of acres of fertile fields in the family barely maintain the dignity of their ancestors. If they really break down one day, they have to add blood to the machine for food and drink!

in front of the counter.

Zhou Yi'er listened to all directions, and all the guests' words fell into his ears word for word.

From time to time, guests come to say hello, so they put down the words and chat for a while, regardless of what they said at the beginning, they will eventually turn to the court, the machine, and the Red Alliance.

The first two are the trend of the times, and they are invincible, and the latter is obviously the more banned the more popular.

At this time.

Two figures came in from outside the door, the white-robed old man Jin Cheng, and the black-robed guards followed behind with swords.

The voices in the tavern were stagnant, followed by a roar of discussion. Just looking at the dress, it is not a Da Zhou person. Among them, the well-informed said that they were from outside Yunzhou.

Jin Cheng came to the counter, put his right hand on his chest, bowed and saluted.

"Golden God is above, do you still have a guest room?"

"It does exist."

Zhou Yi nodded with a smile, and instructed: "Xiaobai takes the guests to the second floor, and waits for them."

After a while.

Bai Shiyu returned to the counter and said, "Does the shopkeeper know their origins?"

Zhou Yi said: "One hundred thousand mountains, Moyun City."

"Moyun City is an ancient name, and now it is a city of gods. It is rumored that it echoes Xianjing."

Bai Shiyu glanced around and lowered his voice: "This Jincheng appears to be the envoy of the Kingdom of God in the Great Zhou Dynasty, but it is actually a conspiracy machine. I bought a lot of parts from me, and I thought about stealing the machine blueprint!"

Zhou Yi pondered for a moment and asked, "The Red Alliance's halls are all over Da Zhou, and they are in contact with the machine. I haven't figured it out for all these years?"

"Difficult, I only know some fur."

Bai Shiyu shook his head and said, "The imperial court's precautions against machines are strict, and those who dare to snoop are guilty of conspiracy and rebellion. Besides, we hate machines, and we can't wait to smash them all, just like in the past, weaving fields and weaving!"

Zhou Yi asked, "Has the machine changed much in recent years?"

"It seems to be getting more sophisticated~www.readwn.com~applied more and more widely, but the change is not big."

Bai Shiyu sneered and said, "Since Zhou Taizu died, the imperial court has been reliant on and fearful of machines, and only thinking about squeezing the blood and sweat of the people, the development of machines is far less than before."

Zhou Yi nodded slightly. Human nature is like this. After all, it is the emerging class that was promoted behind the scenes and quickly fell into the comfort zone without competitors.

The Dazhou machine started with high technology, and there was a strong push from the emperor, but it was only after 120 years that the train was developed.

"I need a catfish to stir up the situation in Yunzhou!"

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