I changed the world

"Okay, I understand." Zhang Jing replied. This contract is a standard contract. The original version is available on the corresponding page when applying as a musician. Zhang Jing has read it before and has no objections.

"Hmm, let me remind the teacher that your pricing authority has been opened for you. You can price your own works for sale, and in the past few years, 70% of the revenue generated by your own copyrighted music through the Xiami platform belongs to you. all."

"Okay, thank you!"

"Well, then don't bother the teacher, and work hard to create! I'm looking forward to the teacher's new works!"

"Okay, bye, thank you for your hard work."

After Zhang Jing finished replying, he saw that the other party stopped replying, so he closed the Qianluo APP.After that, he opened the Shell Music APP, and sure enough, he received a series of messages in the mailbox of the site. Zhang Jing took a look and found that his personal domain name and musician homepage had been activated, and under his musician homepage, currently There is only one song, "Castle in the Sky".Currently, the number of following fans is only a pitiful 3 people.

Zhang Jing had already eaten up all kinds of skewers in his hands. He found an old shop selling Linzhou local noodles and went in. He ordered a hot pot of fried eel noodles with shrimps and then found a corner to sit down. While waiting for noodles at the stall, I started editing my musician page.

Zhang Jing found a picture of a bright galaxy as his avatar photo, and then set a simple profile for himself: There is a house in the mountains, reading, playing the flute, drinking tea, and enjoying beautiful music. I wish all my friends Happiness, all your wishes come true.

Then, Zhang Jing set all personal information to be invisible, thus temporarily completing the setup of the musician page.He flipped it back and forth and felt that he was quite satisfied.

"Sir, the noodles you ordered are here." At this time, a young man brought up the noodles Zhang Jing ordered and placed them on the table in front of him.

"Okay, thank you." Zhang Jing nodded with a smile, turned off his phone, pulled a large pot of noodles in front of him, and started eating directly.

After dinner, Zhang Jing slowly walked out of the noodle shop and walked towards the night market.Speaking of the Chenghuang Temple Night Market, in fact, in its earliest days, it only sold antiques, calligraphy, paintings, jade, and cultural objects. It was a temporary market that was well-known among collectors and was of a junk-picking nature.

As its popularity gradually increases, today's Chenghuang Temple Night Market has become a comprehensive night market. From some cost-effective clothes, to high imitation A-grade brand-name luggage, and even some incense tea, potted green plants, everything is sold here. Of course, the most sold items are still various collectibles and antiques.

Of course, Zhang Jing was still a collector in his previous life, even if it was two knives, but from his perspective, most of the antiques here were still ridiculously fake and filled with all kinds of cheap handicrafts.

After shopping for more than half an hour, he has already walked through almost half of the night market, and has not encountered any decent items. However, Zhang Jing is not in a hurry. He has successfully made a wish in the wish book, so according to past experience, he should be there soon. Then you can get the skills you want.

And coming here is just to create the greatest possibility for the wish.

Sure enough, not long after, Zhang Jing made a discovery.

"Huh? There..." He noticed that on the ground more than ten steps away from him, there was a stall with a red cloth base. There were some jade articles of various shapes on the stall. Among them, there was a piece of jade that looked quite interesting. Eye-catching.

What caught Zhang Jing's attention was the shape of this jade, which was very similar to those he had seen in the cave.

Zhang Jing walked to the stall, squatted down, flipped through some other jade articles, then pretended to be casual and picked up the jade pendant, and then put in a trace of his spiritual thoughts...

"Huh? Real Fire Eyes..." Zhang Jing's heart moved, and he immediately confirmed that this jade guide was indeed what he was looking for.

"Old man, how do you sell this thing?" The stall was set up by an old man who looked about 60 years old. Zhang Jing pointed to the jade pen and asked the old man.

"This is the authentic jade guide unearthed from the Xinjiang site." The old man looked Zhang Jing up and down, stretched out three fingers and said, "3000 yuan."

"This is too expensive for you..." Zhang Jing put down Yugui and stood up to leave: "I'll look at something else."

"Young man, don't leave yet..." When the old man saw that the business was going bad, he hurriedly called to Zhang Jing: "Then you name a price and I'll see if I can pay."

"Actually, I just want to find some beautiful handicrafts to display at home...it doesn't matter if they are real or fake, the main thing is that they are pleasing to the eye." Zhang Jingxin said nonsensically: "But it's boring if it's too expensive."

"Let's do this. I'll give you 500. If you are willing, I'll take it."

"500 is too low. It's real. Look at the paste and the craftsmanship. It's definitely not a machine-made imitation... The minimum price is 1500."

"I don't understand this either. It's mainly just for fun. I don't care too much about whether it's real or fake, and I don't want to sell it for money. Let me add more, and you can subtract some, 800 yuan."

"Let's do this. You can add another two hundred or 1000 yuan and take it away..." the old man waved.

"Okay, then I'll do as you say." Although he might be able to reduce the amount if he pesters a little more, Zhang Jing still felt that there was no need to bother. He took out his mobile phone to transfer money to the old man, and then transferred the jade to the old man. Kei put it in his pocket.

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PS: Let me explain why you don’t use the lottery, stock and other methods mentioned by some friends in the post.Everyone already knows that the deduction of wish points is positively correlated with the disturbance to the world's fate line, and one of the variables of the disturbance of the fate line is the number of people affected.Therefore, whether it is lottery or stocks, you will affect a large number of people and cause great disturbance in the fate line. This is essentially the same as directly making a wish to obtain money.

At the same time, I would like to say a few more words about stocks. I often see in some rebirth novels that people are reborn with memories and place heavy bets on a certain stock that has risen sharply in their memory, thereby making a lot of money.In fact, if you do this, you can do it with small money, but if you do it with big money, accidents will happen.

Stocks are not fixed. What you buy and sell is itself a variable. When you buy a certain stock, you need other funds to sell it and sell the stock before you can buy it. Otherwise, your buying action itself will change. Boost the stock price.And when you sell, you also need to have funds to buy it before you can sell it. Otherwise, the stock price will be suppressed.

If you rely on the skill of predicting and use large funds to buy, then when you buy or sell, everything will change. Other funds in the stock will make changes that you will remember because of the entry of this large amount of funds. After all, in the market, it is impossible to completely eliminate traces of the entry of large funds. They have many ways to notice your money.If you make money through swing operations in stocks, then someone will lose money accordingly. Who is willing to carry the sedan chair for you?

Of course, if you buy during a slump such as a stock market crash or economic crisis, you can indeed make money, but such opportunities are uncommon.

Chapter 51 The Emperor’s Decision

承和36年西历2015年11月16日19:56京师紫禁城瑞安宫

Ruian Palace is the residence of Chenghe Emperor Chen Bingtai, the current emperor of Jozhao. Emperor Chenghe, who is 68 years old this year, has been in power for 36 years. During his reign, the country's political affairs were stable, and he also upheld a similar governing philosophy to his father, Emperor Taixing. Less He interfered in the administration of the cabinet, so he was evaluated as a loyal elder at home and abroad.

"Attendant of the King, are you free now?" Outside the Ruian Palace, the second prince Chen Xuhuan, dressed in a purple robe, asked in a low voice after bowing his hands to the sixty-year-old female official in front of the door.

Since reforming the eunuch system a hundred years ago, the Jokhang royal family has abandoned the eunuch system that had been criticized and considered "inhumane" and established today's female official system.Recently, Emperor Chenghe intends to carry out further reforms on a basic basis and introduce a certain number of male chamberlains. This idea is still being discussed at some levels.

"Your Highness, the Emperor is reading a book. When we served tea just now, he asked you when you would come over?" the female official replied with a smile.

"I really miss you, Father..." Chen Xuhuan, a young man in his twenties, heard this and hurriedly raised his hands.Then he said: "I have visited several slums in Zhongzhou Province in the past few days. I just returned to the capital, so I thought I would come over to say hello first, and also tell my father what I have seen in the past few days."

"Your Highness is truly filial." The female officer nodded in praise, and then said: "In that case, Rong Chen will go and inform His Highness first."

"I'd like to thank you, the king's attendant."

The female officer turned around and entered the palace. After a while, she came out again and said to the second prince waiting at the door: "Your Highness, please follow me."

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In mid-November, the capital has already entered the cooling stage. Especially this year, the cold air seems to be coming more violently than in previous years.The constant temperature device has been turned on in the warm pavilion of Ruian Palace. Chenghe Emperor Chen Bingtai, wearing a wide robe and long sleeves, is sitting at the desk reading a book. In the incense burner not far away, the faint scent of sandalwood is slowly spreading.

"Your Majesty, His Highness the Second Highness has arrived." The female official announced at the door of Nuan Pavilion, and saw the Second Prince Chen Xuhuan walking in quickly, standing not far from the emperor, bowing and cupping his hands:

"My son, I see my father and pay my respects to him."

"Huan'er, come on, sit down." The old emperor smiled and waved his hand.

The female officer on the side quickly moved a chair and placed it next to the emperor's desk. Chen Xuhuan sat on it. After that, the female officer withdrew and closed the door.

After sitting down, the father and son chatted about daily chores for a while. Chen Xuhuan emphatically asked about the emperor's diet, daily life and rest. This was actually part of the greeting etiquette.

It was obvious that the emperor was in a good mood today. During the conversation, he took out a piece of Qinan agarwood sent by the Nanzhang envoy from the drawer and handed it to Chen Xuhuan to try.Chen Xuhuan quickly stood up and thanked his father for the reward.

The topic soon extended to Chen Xuhuan's experiences related to his visit to the poor. The emperor listened very attentively and interjected a few questions from time to time, which seemed to take this matter very seriously.

"...Although local officials try their best to cover it up, in my opinion, malnutrition should be widespread in slums..."

"...especially children. Many of them I saw along the way were skinny and skinny, which shows how difficult their livelihood is..."

When Chen Xuhuan finally finished speaking, the smile on the old emperor's face had gradually faded. He frowned and was silent for a long time. He looked up at Chen Xuhuan and said, "Based on my son's trip... can the people... still be patient?"

Chen Xuhuan lowered his head and thought for a moment, then raised his head, looked at the emperor's face, and bravely asked: "Father... I don't understand, why... why can't the empire show some mercy..."

"If my father proposed to promote it and implement benevolent policies... to help the poor and orphans and provide minimum living security. Come to think of it, with the current power of the empire, it is not difficult..." Seeing that the emperor was silent, Chen Xuhuan became more bold: "I want to come, I The status of the royal family will also be stable and unshakable, and the saintliness of the father will be as good as that of Liang Zong Qi Ren (in the history of this world, Liang Taizong and Qi Renzong are famous kings who loved their people like sons)..."

The emperor was silent again for a while. Surprisingly, he did not change the subject or directly scold him as usual. Instead, he sighed and said, "Do you know why the great powers want to join forces to control the price of energy, resources and technology licensing?"

"Since the day the star fell, countries have been forced by the situation and need to fully develop related technologies for aerospace, energy and interstellar defense, so the great powers have just established the 'Resources and Technology Control Coordination Committee'." Chen Xu said: "However, In my opinion, this may have been necessary a hundred years ago, or even 50 years ago, but today it is not necessary. Moreover, even if it cannot convince other countries to modify the framework of Lei Tong (see later note), the empire can still make some changes internally. Provide subsidies..."

Before Chen Xuhuan could finish speaking, the old emperor stretched out his hand to stop his words: "Even if you can see something is wrong, how can the elites of other countries not see it?"

"My son is right. From a technical perspective, today is different from the past, especially after the breakthrough of leap technology. Humanity has broken through the last technological node. There is no need to maintain the operation of 'Leitong'."

"Not only me, Dazhao, but also all the great powers, there is no one who has not acted under pressure." The old emperor stood up and waved his sleeves: "However, so far, no country has proposed to lift the 'Lei Tong'. Did you know Why?"

"This... son is stupid and really doesn't know."

"Do you know why the Westerners have risen in the past 500 years?" The old emperor suddenly asked an irrelevant question.

"It should be...the great voyage and the outbreak of the technological revolution?" Chen Xuhuan gave the answer after a moment of thought.

"It was the Great Navigation. The Great Navigation expanded the horizons and living space of all the Western tribes. After that, the boom was unstoppable." The emperor nodded and added: "You have studied history at the military academy. Let's talk about it. Why did the great voyage occur?”

"Well... It should be that the Seljuks blocked the east-west trade routes. The economies of the Western countries were in decline and they urgently needed to find new trade routes. Finally, Gasol, who had developed sailing at that time, started the prelude to the great voyage. Yierchen It seems that it can be said to be a forced coincidence..."

"Yes... they were all forced out." The old emperor walked slowly to the window, looked at the night outside the window, and said quietly: "If the trade routes were smooth at that time, and the Westerners were rich and beautiful, why would there be a great voyage, and what would happen? It will rise in the next 500 years..."

"Father..." After hearing this, Chen Xuhuan, who was following the emperor, felt his heart tremble and his spine trembled, as if he had finally grasped something.

"Today, energy and aerospace technology have matured, and all the technical difficulties that have hindered mankind's journey to the stars have been overcome. All investors in Songjiang Exchange know that the second era of great navigation is about to begin..."

"This generation will seize the land and benefits under the starry sky for the future generations of the empire!" The old emperor raised his right hand and clenched it tightly: "The starry sky seems boundless, but the high-quality planets and routes closest to the earth are indeed Far from infinite.”

"The empire sees this clearly, and so do all the countries. Therefore, this is a time of great strife..."

Chen Xuhuan only felt that his throat was a little tight, so he bit the bullet and said, "Isn't there a better way?"

"Endure the pain for a moment, and the merit of all eternity will be achieved!"

"The empire needs to mobilize a large number of people to take risks! To develop! To explore! To expand!" The old emperor's voice was gloomy, echoing in the Nuan Pavilion: "If I don't force it, what will happen to my national character of being content with my small wealth? Can you compete with Westerners?"

"Besides, the Westerners are willing to give up, but my empire is reluctant to give up?" The old emperor turned his head and stared at his son like a hawk: "In terms of patience and hard work, how can we, the nobles of Xia, ever lag behind others!"

"If it weren't for this, Guan Renyue is known as a moral gentleman. With his temper, there is no point in you talking so much today."

"So that's it..." Chen Xuhuan murmured. Public opinion in both the government and the public has been criticizing Guan Renyue, the first minister of the government, saying that he talks about morality, ignores suffering, and eats meat on the corpse. It turns out that the real reason is here... Come to think of it, it's not just my father who thinks so. , even the top government officials have already had a tacit understanding.

The emperor turned his head and continued to look out the window. After a moment of silence, he suddenly said: "Huan'er, haven't you always said that you want to go to the Earth Defense Force to train?"

"I'm sure, I'll report it in three days."

"It's getting late. If you have nothing else to do, please retreat."

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Watching his son exit the room, Emperor Chenghe stood silently in the room for a while, closed his eyes, and sighed after a long while...

"I don't know how people in history will look at me a thousand years from now..."

Note: The "Resources and Technology Control Coordinating Committee" was established in Redfield, the capital of the United Kingdom of Rune, in 1915. All major powers in the world have joined this organization, and it is known as the Leitong in history.

Chapter 52 Murder scene

承和36年西历2015年11月16日20:35临州主城区八角巷

A car painted with the word "Patrol Police" stopped beside the sidewalk near the street. This was not a main road and there were not many pedestrians. Two uniformed police officers got out of the police car, one of whom looked mature. Some middle-aged police officers, about 40 years old, reached out and pushed the dome hat on their heads and looked up at the building in front of them.

"No. 382 Bajiao Lane, this is where the police call was made."

This is an old-looking 7-story building with yellow walls and a relatively ordinary type of tube building.Such buildings are very common in the main urban area, and most of them were built around the 80s.

"Hey, Brother Wang, it won't be another false police report this time." Another young policeman in his 20s looked at him and opened his mouth and yawned: "We have encountered two false police reports this week. .”

"I don't know, but the telephone operator said that the person who called the police this time was a personal mobile phone. It can't be false." The middle-aged policeman stretched out his hand and pressed it on his baton: "No matter what, it's always good to be careful. .”

"Be careful when sailing for ten thousand years, I understand."

The two policemen locked the car and then walked towards the Tongzi Building nearby.

"At 20:06, we received a call from the residents upstairs, saying that they heard strange screams coming from the first floor. The screams were very miserable, so I hope we can confirm the situation." The middle-aged policeman called up the phone briefing on his mobile phone. , confirmed again.

"It couldn't be domestic violence..." the young policeman guessed.

"This possibility is not ruled out, but the telephone operator asked the person who reported the case and the other person said that the first floor was a rental house, so they did not know his living situation."

"Just ask in a while and you'll know."

The two policemen looked around while walking towards the first floor. The night light in the corridor seemed to be broken and it was pitch black, so the two policemen simply turned on their flashlights and shined them around while walking to the door. A young policeman reached out and rang the doorbell.

A pleasant ringing sound came out immediately, but it rang for a while, and until the ringing stopped, there was no sound.

The two policemen looked at each other, and the young policeman rang the doorbell again. However, until the doorbell went silent, there was still no sound.

"Aren't you at home?" After muttering, the young policeman simply began to slap the door with his palms, banging loudly.

"MD, my hands are numb from patting..." After patting for a while, no one responded. The young policeman retracted his hand and waved his palm: "Brother Wang, it seems that you are not at home. We don't have a search warrant. We can't do it." It's just a couple quarreling in a good family, so it's not good to just break down the door, why don't we go back first."

"Well... that's all. I'll report the situation first. Let's leave this case as it is..." The middle-aged policeman nodded. For a patrol officer, there are countless trivial things happening every day. It's impossible to cover everything. To get to the bottom of things, situations like this are usually handled this way.

The middle-aged policeman lowered his head, pulled out the walkie-talkie inserted in his waist and was about to call the headquarters. Suddenly, he caught something out of the corner of his eye...

"Huh?!" He squatted down and shined his flashlight under the crack of the door. There were some wet marks there, as if some dark liquid had seeped out.He reached out and touched the wet marks on the ground with his index finger, then brought it up to his nose and sniffed.

"The smell of blood!" The policeman's expression changed drastically, and he stood up quickly: "Something really happened."

When the young policeman heard this, he crouched down and reached out to touch the liquid seeping out from between the cracks in the door. He sniffed: "It's really blood...Brother Wang, do you think there could be..."

"I'll report it first." The middle-aged policeman connected the intercom in his hand: "Hey, Li Tou, something happened here. I'm on the first floor of No. 382 Bajiao Alley. No one answered the door, but there was blood on the crack of the door. Seepage, we suspect a murder occurred inside. Hmm... um... ok... we will pay attention... ok... over."

Putting down the walkie-talkie, the middle-aged policeman said to his partner: "Li Tou said that their reinforcements will arrive soon. We will handle the situation here at our own discretion. If the danger is not great, we are allowed to break in directly."

"Then what are you waiting for? I'm going to get the hammer." The young policeman looked nervous and excited. This was the first time he had encountered such a scene in the two years since he graduated from the police academy.

"Well, you go."

The breaking hammer was quickly taken over by the young policeman. Because it might be involved in a murder, the policeman surnamed Wang directly pulled out his own gun. This is a 9mm-caliber police revolver that can be loaded with six rounds at a time. Has a good hit rate within 25 meters.The policeman surnamed Wang carefully opened the safety of his gun, held the gun in both hands, and nodded to his partner.

The young policeman didn't hesitate when he saw this. He held the door hammer with both hands and pointed it at the door lock. Then he moved back like a swing, and then used his inertia to hit hard.