N-A-A Chapter 241
Chapter 241
The world began to be chaotic.
Since its establishment, the Great Zhou Dynasty has developed steadily for more than 5,000 years.
But the richer you are, the more greedy you are.
As an imperial dynasty, they will always have a fate that cannot be escaped.
That is the collapse of the system.
The emperor sought pleasure, was incompetent, traitors were in charge, and the commoners below did not have enough to eat, and the wailing was everywhere.
There are even foreign enemies looking at the tiger, and the border region has been fighting for many years.
Internal troubles and external troubles, this is the beginning of the collapse of the imperial dynasty.
Jiang Mu came to Fuyuan Town for the fiftieth year.
The imperial court increased taxes, even small towns could not avoid it.
Therefore, there are fewer families who are willing to send their children to the school to practice, and they are all worried about paying taxes.
If it is only paid according to the taxes designated by the imperial court, then a normal family can still afford it, but the officials in it are layered and scraped benefits, and it is difficult to say when it comes to the bottom.
Things like this don't just happen in Fuyuan Town.
Xue Zhenren's school became deserted until no one came again.
In this way, after a few more years, conscription even began in Fuyuan Town.
In every family, a man must first go into battle.
The common people do not like to fight, but there is no way.
If there are no men in the family, the tax will increase, and if there is a man in the army, the tax can be reduced appropriately.
So there was a craze for joining the army all over the country.
This is not only for ordinary people, but also for monks.
Ordinary mortals join the army, the military salary may only be a little money, and the military salary issued by the cultivator joining the army is the spirit stone.
It's just that for the imperial dynasty cultivators, the imperial court can't force it, and the main one is a volunteer.
Every imperial dynasty must be supported by countless cultivators, this is inevitable, if the imperial dynasty collapses, then the interests of these cultivators will be affected, so there are many cultivators who respond to the call.
Xuezhen did not choose to join the army.
However, he received many letters from other places.
The people who sent the letters were all the students he had taught, all cultivators who had entered the refining period.
Under the lobby lights, Xue Zhen carefully studied these letters.
Sometimes frowning, sometimes smiling.
"Join the army? It is good to join the army, you can serve the country. "
If you want to make a contribution in the army, it's not impossible, this is the path you have chosen..."
Xue Zhenren seemed to sigh, "A group of smelly boys, don't die in it."
In fact, he did not like to join the army, what is the imperial court like now, where is it still worth their trust and fight for it?
"Don't worry, everything will be fine with me in your hometown..." Xue
Zhenren picked up his pen and began to reply one by one.
He has no other ambitions, he just wants to protect the safety of one side.
He just wanders around the town from time to time, solving problems that ordinary people can't solve.
In recent years, there have been more and more displaced people, and the world has become chaotic.
There are displaced people begging in Fuyuan Town, and there are troublemakers.
At first, officials could still manage it, but as the number of displaced people increased, they could not manage it.
At this time, the snow real people will come forward.
He can only do a small part of the handouts to help these displaced people, and more options can only be suppression.
In the face of this kind of world, what can he do as a little cultivator.
The displaced people are not terrible, what is terrible is that the displaced people become bandits.
Can't survive, naturally evil to the side of the guts.
There are bandits lurking in mountain streams, often plundering villages and towns.
Although Fuyuan Town was also affected, fortunately, there were real people in Xue and no fatalities.
It is more terrifying than bandits, and more people die in the mountains, and it is inevitable that some demons will breed.
These demons prefer to eat people, and even Fuyuan Town has several lives, although in the end the demons were all floated by Xuezhenren, but it is always a bad impact.
After all, it is impossible for him to appear at any time to save people.
In response to this situation, Xuezhen reacted to the officials stationed in Fuyuan Town, hoping that the imperial court would send monks to suppress these demons.
The officials stationed in Fuyuan Town also knew the skills of Xue Zhenren, so they did not dare to give a face, so they could only bow their voices: "Zhenren, it's not that we don't want to, it's useless to just report it, you also know that the war in the imperial court is tight, and the monks have been sent to the front, where is the excess left for us?" "
In this way, real people, you guard Fuyuan Town, I can get some rewards for you from my superiors."
Xue Zhenren shook his head, knowing that this matter must be fruitless.
At the end of another year, the white snow froze to death.
Jiang Mu came to Fuyuan Town for the seventieth year.
Officials from the imperial court entered Fuyuan Town, who were front-line messengers and messengers.
This time they came to post a notice, and the content of the notice was which of the people who joined the army in Fuyuan Town died in battle.
This notice is not only for ordinary people, as long as the monks who say their addresses are also among them.
Xue Zhenren also stood in the crowd watching the announcement.
Some of the students he taught chose to join the army, and some went out without being heard.
I think the results of the two waves are similar, I think they are dead.
After all, he has received fewer and fewer letters over the years.
And so it is.
Most of those students who joined the army became battlefield cannon fodder.
So little that the pitiful pension fell into the hands of their loved ones.
Although this pension is small, it is a lot compared with ordinary people.
For a while, the venue turned into a large-scale crying scene, and many people burst into tears.
However, this was only the first batch, the war was far from being explained, and the imperial court began a new round of conscription, and there were many more such cases in the future.
Under the night light, Xue Zhenren began to read the letter again.
This time he wrote to a student who survived the battlefield, in which he said that he had become a thousand-man commander and commanded a thousand-man army.
Troops like this are all mixed with cultivators and martial artists, and as long as they are tempered on the battlefield, ordinary people can become kung fu masters.
Although the powerful martial artist could not cultivate immortals, it was not much different from ordinary low-level cultivators.
Therefore, if you want to get ahead in the army, you can only rely on military merit.
The student first briefly told about the situation in the army, and then said hello to Xuezhenren, and by the way, Xuezhenren helped take care of his elderly parents in his hometown.
If you think about it, the student's parents died last year, as if they were involved in the funeral.
He picked up the pen and wrote it down, and then felt that he couldn't take it off, so he tore it up and rewrote it.
The death of his parents was never mentioned again.
Another ten years passed, and the student who mentioned in the letter that he wanted Xuezhen to help take care of his parents returned to Fuyuan Town.
It is said that he became a small general who could command an army of five thousand.
Only back is the crown, and a waist tag.
However, he was still received by local officials.
"This is also a proud homecoming."
Xue Zhenren wanted to laugh, looking at the yellow-skinned, listless people of Fuyuan Town, but the corners of his mouth did not move.
"This damn way..."