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Chapter 7 The sacrifice is ready

Warriors shocked the world, priests cried ghosts and gods, monks cultivated ethereal, and all gentry were ordinary people!

Zhang Xuan can easily understand the gentry and warriors. Even if the warriors have a saying that they are shocking, they can fight.

It is not so easy to accept that the priests cry for ghosts and gods. It is rumored that there are many types of priests, and the names of various races are different. Zhou is called Confucianism, beasts are called saints, barbarians are called gods, muslims are called shamans, mountain people are called shamans. Anyway, they are all strange things of gods and gods. With the information Zhang Mo can collect, they are basically similar to ghosts. Only Confucianism and Taoism in the Great Zhou can know more.

Cultivators are the most mysterious. There are many false things, and they are not divided into races. There are theories of refining qi, alchemy, and god refining. Qi refining is similar to warriors, but it is very different. Refining elixirs is to make some strange things, but only refining gods is the most mysterious.

When Zhang Xuan mentioned the Feng Cultivator six years ago, Zhang Mo hesitated. Among the many teachers he found for his son, this Feng Cultivator was the most mysterious. In fact, he himself did not admit that he was a monk, but his language and behavior were numerous, and occasionally mentioned a lot of things about monks. Zhang Mo was just an eighth-grade county magistrate. Even if the other party looked like a madman, he would not dare to neglect it.

As for the last sentence, the gentry was all ordinary people, Zhang Xuan also disagreed with this statement. The rumored Zhou Taizu was a first-class warrior who had the ability to create the world. Even if the rumors were wrong and only had a little bit of a problem, he could never be said to be an ordinary person.

Today, when Zhang Xuan saw Wei Shijiu's power and appetite that was different from ordinary people, the first thing he thought of was a warrior.

Are there any warriors in Lan County?

The answer is yes, not only there are, but also many.

Uncle Ma at home is a ninth-grade warrior. In addition to Uncle Ma, Zhang Xuan also knew that Zhang Tao, the head of the Lan County Criminal House, was an eighth-grade warrior, and the third-grade warrior was a ninth-grade warrior. It is said that there are more than a dozen warriors in the county, all of whom were ninth-grade, and the strongest in the county was the eighth-grade Zhang Tao.

From my memory and what I saw in recent days, there is no difference between Uncle Ma and ordinary people. The most special thing is naturally the copper sword. Zhang Xuan privately calculated based on the appearance of the copper sword. The weight of the copper sword should be between twenty and thirty kilograms. After all, I haven't got it in my hand. I don't know which alloy it is, whether it is all metal or semi-metal, or whether there is a wooden material, I don't know anything, and I can't calculate it more accurately.

From the bronze sword, we can see that Uncle Ma's strength should be quite strong. Even if it is only twenty kilograms, it is equivalent to carrying forty kilograms throughout the day. Even if you don't exercise vigorously, it is very tiring.

He also guessed whether the giant copper sword would be a special metal with an amazing weight?

This guess was rejected when I went to the iron ore last time. Luoxia donkey was indeed very good, but the donkey was just a donkey and could not be compared with a horse. The little donkey walked back and forth with Uncle Ma, but he didn't see how hard it was. From this point, it can be proved that the weight of the copper sword cannot exceed too much.

"My master, I invite you to go there." Just as Uncle Ma was thinking, Uncle Ma stood behind Zhang Xuan and said.

"Well, okay. Uncle Ma, look..." Zhang Xuan said as he walked.

Before he could finish speaking, Uncle Ma interrupted him: "Yes, it's hard to ask."

"Why?" Zhang Xuan knew, Uncle Ma knew what he was talking about.

"The title of a warrior is sometimes very troublesome, especially for civilians. If life is not too difficult, the extra income of a ninth-grade warrior is not as good as a safe life." Uncle Ma naturally didn't mind giving guidance to Zhang Xuan. Zhang Mo usually teaches him, after all, he takes a different path.

Many things are not available in Zhang Xuan's memory. For example, when Zhang Xuan was very young, Uncle Ma tried it. It turns out that the hereditary power is quite powerful. Like my father, Zhang Xuan's physique is not suitable for martial arts. Forced practice will cause great harm to the body. Martialists who cannot practice practice can practice hard. Even if they have some achievements, they will be exchanged for their lives. Such warriors are usually very short-lived.

Not to mention ordinary warriors, as powerful as Zhou Taizu, in order to attack the first grade, he not only consumed countless wealth, but also died. People only heard that Taizu was a first-grade warrior, but industry insiders knew that before Zhou Taizu founded the country, he was stuck in the second-grade thirty years. He was a second-grade warrior and received the help of nineteen brothers, which led to the Great Zhou.

Later, he borrowed the position of Emperor of the Great Zhou and ordered the world to gather wealth from five hundred counties and forcibly compete for the first rank. However, he rushed over, but he lost his foundation in martial arts. After five years, he died in vain.

It is said that there is another story. Zhang Mo and Ma Shu know very little about the imperial family matters together, but the fact that Taizu forced himself to compete for the first-class should be true.

Zhang Xuan had less information, otherwise he could guess more with his intelligence and insight. Before that, he had doubted which king was so trustworthy and said that he would really share the world? He directly divided half of the world to his brothers. This boss was not ordinary loyal.

It is a good thing to be loyal to the boss, but it is Zhang Xuan who knows loyal to the emperor, hehe...

What about cheating?

Seeing that he didn't seem to understand, Uncle Ma continued: "Warriors will be transferred to serve the military affairs. The power that low-quality warriors enjoy is far less than their efforts."

There are about 20 million civilians in the Great Zhou Dynasty in terms of household registration, and the number of hidden households, slaves, and fugitive households is at least doubled or even doubled. There are not many people with talent in martial arts practice. The problem is that there are too much food consumed by martial arts practice, so there are many low-level martial artists, and middle-level high-level ones are rare.

"Don't think about it, the Wei family is a civilian. You can't force it to, and you can't buy it." As if you saw Zhang Xuan's reluctance, Uncle Ma whispered.

The three levels of the Great Zhou Dynasty, scholars, farmers, merchants and scholars are the leaders, and farmers and merchants run side by side, so there is no one who lives higher than or lower. The classification is also consistently simple and crude. Those who live in the village rely on farming to make a living are all farmers; those who live in the city are all merchants except scholars.

Farmers are relatively pure, and business is very chaotic. They not only include businessmen, businessmen, craftsmen, but also service industries, construction industries, and even officials. In short, except for scholars and farmers, everyone else is businessmen, not specifically refers to those who do business.

No matter which one it is, they are righteous people in the Great Zhou Dynasty and have a high status. Even if their work seems humble, officials will be a little polite, and they are serious people in the Great Zhou Dynasty.

There are clear rules in the Great Zhou Law, and the people of the country prohibit any form of population trading. This is roughly the meaning. If the Great Zhou Law is placed in front of you and look at it from the eyes of people in the past, there are many omissions in it that make people speechless.

Don’t think about taking advantage of loopholes. The gentry has no habit of reasoning with you. If you think you are wrong, you will just follow the Dazhou law and you will not discuss it. Don’t talk to your master. No one will pay attention to you. As for the severity of the judgment, you can only follow the circumstances. If you are in a good mood, you will be gentle. If you don’t like it, you will be very common. If you are not satisfied with it, you will be very common.

You snatch a piece of clothing and sentence you to death. The whole family only has one piece of clothing. If you snatch it, how can you work in the future?

Even if Zhang Xuan had his previous memories of the laws and behavioral standards of the Great Zhou Dynasty, he still found it incredible.

"Father." Zhang's mansion had two courtyards in front and behind, not far away. After chatting with Uncle Ma for a few words, Zhang Xuan saw Zhang Mo who was waiting at the main entrance. There were four county magistrates and several shaved donkeys beside Zhang Mo. Zhang Xuan couldn't tell that he had just returned and wanted to go out.

"Let's go, you're going to have all the things you want." Zhang Mo said.

"Eight hundred knives?" Zhang Xuan asked in surprise. He had not been here for a long time. After a few days, plus his previous memories, he had no less understanding of Dazhou. The speed of Dazhou County Government was acting was not ordinary slow. The entire Dazhou lived in a very slow pace of life, so slow that even Zhang Xuan, who dreamed of being a salted fish, could not adapt.

"Well, it's a thousand swords." Zhang Mo said without looking back on the donkey.

Interestingly, my dad also likes to peel off his hands!

When Zhang Xuan was young, he really didn't do this until he started doing material research. Some money was inconvenient to reimburse. After a long time, he developed the habit of slashing his hands.

"This..." Zhang Xuan suddenly discovered a problem. He had not considered it carefully before. After all, the ability of sacrificial priests came quite suddenly. He was tight at work, so he had no chance to study it except for the first time.

"Is there any problem?" Zhang Mo's heart skipped a beat when he saw his son's hesitation from the corner of his eyes, and suddenly relaxed. If there is any problem, there will be problems. As long as the property has not been lost, he will bow his head to Huiquan at most. He has not given up before. Moreover, the most urgent thing now is the spring tax issue. If you can't pass this level, it doesn't mean that you will not bow your head or not.

There are famous families behind Huiquan. If Hui family is willing to work hard, it is not difficult to save Huiquan's life. Zhang Mo is a poor family that has just risen for 20 years. Unless he runs away immediately, Zhang Mo will die. Fortunately, such a case should not harm his family, and Zhang Xuan doesn't have to die.

"Father, my sacrificial art is the sacrifice of heaven, and the sacrifice will be taken away by God." Zhang Xuan said that he was wondering, is this possible?

"Oh? It disappeared out of thin air?" Speaking of which, Zhang Mo believed more about this matter than Zhang Xuan. After all, Zhang Mo heard more about some of the magical things about the monks than Zhang Xuan.

"This... should be right." Zhang Xuan felt even more guilty. He had never tried it. The first time he confiscated things for free.

"Don't panic, I'll know it after a try." Zhang Mo didn't care anymore. He saw that Zhang Xuan was a little panic. The county magistrate who had been for twenty years was still very responsible. Anyway, the goods worth a thousand dollars were left there. If his son had the ability to get them out of thin air, even if he lost his property, Zhang Mo felt it would be worth it.

What if it is done? If the place where the spring tax is really sacrificed and the spring tax is successfully recovered, it will not only be a mistake, but will be a great achievement. Huiquan is in the examination and evaluation. A top-level official will not be able to escape. Zhang Mo's name as a capable official will spread all over Luoxia. This time, he and Huiquan dare to report the offerings of a thousand swords and ask their superiors to reimburse them.
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