"Lord Shang, Emperor Yantian of Yanfeng Mainland and Emperor Shenqian of Shuangji Mainland lead their respective elites, and they are only ten miles away from our imperial city!" Dai Rui, the commander of the imperial guard, said nervously.
"Master Yun of the Yuncang Clan, the Rock Emperor of the Middle Kingdom and cousin Ronghe, who had been hiding for many years, should also be coming soon.
"Yes, the eternal war of the endless world is about to begin. Who would have thought that it was not for the country, politics, money and beauty, but for the art of longevity." Mr. Mo smiled, and a chill light flashed in his eyes.
"The world is just something outside of us. Life does not bring us, death does not take us away. Only long life can make vanity live forever." Rong Mu's peaceful eyes swept over a group of soldiers behind him. His eyes were full of determination. He knew that the battle must be won, or the endless world would fall into endless chaos.
"Hear the order of the soldiers of Wuji Business Alliance, and meet the enemy with me!" Rongmu stepped onto a dark gold commander's horse, pulled out the golden molybdenum sword, and shouted
"Kill!"
As soon as the words were over, there was an overwhelming shout behind me, as if even the enemy's soul could be broken.
"How dare you call a small profiteer the Emperor of Commerce?" sneered the Emperor.
"Quickly hand over the art of longevity, and I can keep your whole body!" Shenqian Emperor disdained.
"Don't be obsessed!" said the Rock Emperor murderously.
"The injustice has its head, and the debt has its owner. Today you must pay it back!" said the Master Yun.
"Cousin Rongmu, don't blame cousin for being cruel!" Ronghe's face was only numb.
"It seems that I am too kind-hearted to feed you too much, so I came to find something?" Rongmu, who rushed out of the city gate, showed no signs of war, and the morale of the soldiers of Wuji Business Alliance behind him was even higher.
World War One is about to begin!
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"Next, I announce the results of this exam..." Suddenly, an old voice came. "The first three... Rongmu!"
"It's the first three!" Rongmu, with a splitting headache, was slightly stunned, rubbed his forehead that was about to burst, and looked at the examinees with different expressions beside him in surprise. They were either happy or sad, one by one, intoxicated, crying bitterly, pounding his chest, stamping his feet, or even grabbing the ground with his head. It was only gradually recalled that today is the time to see the list.
"Zhongju! Zhongju!" Qi Hong, an older family follower, was obviously crazier than them. He shouted hoarse and shook Rongmu's shoulder tightly. "Second Young Master, why are you not happy at all? Are you reading silly?"
"You are a fool, oh no, I think you are crazy!" Rongmu tried hard, but still did not break away from Qi Hong, so he said angrily. "Let me go!"
"Under the pressure of the family's decline and your uncle and others, the family leader offered you eight years of schooling just to let you pass the exam and get a civil service job to solve the family's encirclement. Have you forgotten all this?" Qi Hong held Rongmu's shoulder tightly with his big hands and looked frightened and angry.
"Sorry!" Rongmu was quick to get wise, raised his right leg and kicked Qi Hong hard in the stomach, only to see the latter covering the injured place and falling to the ground in pain.
"Who said I forgot? It's just a broken top three. It's not worth my happiness!" Rongmu looked disdainful and rubbed his dizzy head. The memories of the past life and this life were like whirlpools, rolling back and forth together.
In the past life, as an ordinary young man, he experienced the same way as ordinary people in his study and job search. He lived an ordinary life. Although he was not rich and prosperous, he was lucky enough to be safe, well fed and well clothed, and his parents were healthy.
In this life, he was born in the troubled Wanshan Dynasty, a small town timber business merchant family. Although he would like to rely on the minds and insights of modern people to crush the ancients and make proud achievements, like other heroes in the novels, it is totally impractical here.
First of all, in the Wanshan Dynasty, most boys began to participate in some family affairs when they were teenagers, or indirectly joined the ranks of making money. Although Rong Mugui is the second young master of Rong Family, one of the five major merchants in Shanlu Town, he has studied hard since he was five years old. He has neither the mind to go down to earth with Wenqu stars, nor the good life to enjoy clothes and food. He was able to pass the top three in the town when he was 13 years old. In the middle of the declining family, he was barely able to finish it with the full support of his father, who is the head of the family, Otherwise, under the anger of my uncle Rong Jingshui and others, I would have gotten up early and crept into the family's forest farm, picked up axes and hoes, and worked on planting and cutting trees.
Secondly, through the real mystery, Rongmu was unprepared and changed from a young man in his twenties to a child over five years old. Not only did he not carry anything with a modern level of discipline, but also his intelligence was inexplicably reduced. Even the knowledge he had learned from childhood to college was not claimed back, All returned to the teachers who had beaten him.
As the saying goes, a skillful woman can't make a meal without rice, and an empty handed harmony can't brush her face against the sky!?
Thinking of this, Rongmu could not help feeling angry and scolding. "God, I often complain that you are unfair to me. What's the big deal? Why do you play such a trick on me? I want to..."
"Second young master, if you can pass the first three in the exam, it's enough not to thank God. Why scold him? Is he not afraid of thunder?" Qi Hong was obviously confused by Rongmu's strange behavior.
"Cough..." I'm fine. Rongmu saw that his mood was out of control, and he was afraid that his identity as a passer-by would be revealed carelessly. He was excited and deliberately diverted from the topic. "You, the other four merchants in the so-called Shanlu Town, dare to try to bring down Rong's family, and old dog Ji Tenghai, I..."
"Shh..." Qi Hong was shocked, and quickly stepped forward, tightly covered Rongmu's mouth, and carefully scanned around his eyes. When he saw that everything was normal, he came to his ear and whispered. "Second young master, there are many people here, so don't talk nonsense. These civil servants are insidious, cunning and evil. We are not their opponents now. It is not too late for gentlemen to avenge!"
Rongmu nodded, pushed Qihong away again, spat at the ground, and looked at the scene without interest.
"Why is it so difficult to take such an exam?"
"We can't pass the exam. Let's practice well and go to the first martial arts exam!"
"If you want to take a test and go home to do business, you will still have the same glory and wealth!"
For many students, years of hard work is to get the results at this moment, but the number of winners is limited, which can be described as a few joys and several sorrows.
In the Wanshan Dynasty, civil officials can be roughly divided into seven specific levels: document, supervision order, guard, city governor, county envoy, state pastor and division minister. Most people will stop working as county envoys, while the state pastor has a very small possibility to reach the goal only when the dragon and the phoenix among the people try hard, and the teachers are almost under one person, and there are few people above ten thousand.
This road to promotion is a sea of official ups and downs, and no one can control it. If you have something to do, you must do it yourself. Being conscientious is far from enough. According to legend, you must be able to plan strategies, turn your hands to create prosperity, master astronomy, understand geography, know the hearts of the people today, understand the clouds in the sky, read the people, and observe the people in gold before you can become a teacher.
"You students, later you need to collect the keepsake of lifting people in Shanlu Town of Mori City from Zhao Jiangrui, the supervision order, and lead the order in the order room of Shanlu Town three days later!" I saw that the owner of the old voice was Ji Tenghai, an old man in his late sixties, who wore a black crane chest made of fifty year old sandalwood on his chest, and the red top of the crane was inlaid with a silver pearl, It means that he is a civil servant in Shanlu Town. In addition to the accessories on the chest of civil servants, the royal family will also give them a brush made of the same wood to encourage them to work hard for the people and benefit them.
However, no matter in this life or in the past life, there will certainly be four words, that is, things go against one's wishes.
"Students who have not won the exam should not lose heart. They can start again next year." Ji Tenghai said positively.
"Xie Ji is guarding!" All the students under the stage said with their hands folded.
"Hmm..." Ji Tenghai nodded with satisfaction. "I have other things to do. The issue of keepsakes will be supervised by Zhao."
"Yes!" A ferocious middle-aged man arched his hand at Ji Tenghai and saw the yellow nanmu crane on his chest, which was the symbol of the civil supervision order of the Wanshan Dynasty. "Students, come quickly to collect the keepsake!"
Most of the students under the Jinbang stage are whispering. Only a few people came to the stage to receive the keepsake. The people on the stage are like fish leaping over the dragon's gate, while the people under the stage are crucian carp crossing the river. They need more training to be successful.
Rongmu came down from the stage with a roll of exquisite parchment in his hand. Seeing many students around him looking gloomy, he suddenly remembered that although the ancient imperial examination system had given them a chance to show their talents, countless people had devoted their lives to fighting for it. Compared with the college entrance examination, which was no longer a single bridge, it was not worth mentioning. At this moment, he remembered an article named "Fan Jin Zhongju" that he had learned in junior high school. He could not help feeling the same feelings and sighing.
"Go back and tell the master first!" Qi Hong said with a comforting smile.
"Fine." Rongmu nodded.
"Wait a minute, Rong children, are you sure you didn't cheat in this exam?" The first one in the exam, Liu Ming, came to Rongmu. As the only son of the town guard of Liutang Town in Mori City, he hated the merchant children deeply. Relying on his height advantage, he looked at Rongmu with malice.
"Brother Liu is absolutely right." Song Wenxi, the first two in the exam, rolled up his sleeves, which showed that he and his father, who was a first-class captain in Liutang Town, had the same dissatisfaction with businessmen. "How can you give birth to your first three sons with your father who can't understand your business?"
In the Wanshan Dynasty, the three groups of civil officials, military officers and businessmen only saw deep contradictions and accumulated grievances for a long time, and no one could bear to see anyone. It was almost impossible to mediate. If it were not for the existence of the royal family, there would have been internal strife.
"Liu Ming and Song Wenxi, don't talk nonsense. My second young master is talented and inquisitive. How can he be suspected of fraud?" Qi Hong asked. "I'm afraid Rongmu only got the first three in the exam now. It must have been Liu Tianzhu, the father of Liutang Town, and Song Tieyan, the father of the first lieutenant of Liutang Town!"
"The two of you are over 20 years old. You should have gone to Kaoshichuan County, but why did you come to Shanlu Town to make trouble?" Rongmu said after hearing the words. "Are you mentally retarded and incapable of doing anything?"
"Bastard!" Liu Ming said. "Brother Song, get rid of him!"
"You are so proud, and you are such a slave. You are so bloody. I will not unload your dog's leg!" Song Wenxi darted to Qi Hong's left knee and kicked him away.
"Let's do it!" Rongmu saw that the two were rude and immediately winked at Qihong.
"The dog slave should be you!" Qi Hong flashed sideways, folded up his left knee, firmly took Song Wenxi's flying foot with his thigh, endured the pain, waved a fist, and went straight to Song Wenxi's face.
Rongmu also took the opportunity to fly.
Song Wenxi was shocked and quickly raised his arms to defend.
"Ah..."
Liu Ming, who was about to sneak attack Rongmu, was first blocked by Rongmu's feint kick, and then turned by Qihong to hit the face.
"Dare!" Song Wenxi said angrily. "I killed you both!"
"Do you really think you can defeat two with one?" Feeling Song Wenxi's strong body, Rongmu just found a place to vent his five emotions, so he stopped hesitating, gathered all his strength, flew up and kicked Liu Ming in the face.
"Ah..." Liu Ming fell to the ground and rolled painfully on the ground. "Brother Song, vent your anger for me!"
"Come on!" Rongmu looked at Liu Ming, who was bleeding all over his face and was about to kick Liu Ming.
"Don't fight, we'll let you go!" Liu Ming screamed at the sight.
"Let us go?" Rongmu chuckled. "It's not your turn to say that."
"You!" Song Wenxi said angrily.
"Forget it, we have to forgive people and forgive people, and it will be a good deal for you insidious and greedy officials." Rongmu patted the dust on his hands.
"Good." Qi Hong nodded slightly and said angrily to Song Wenxi. "Go away, or I will avenge you for kicking me!"
"Go." Song Wenxi quickly stepped forward, grabbed Liu Ming lying on the ground, glared at Rongmu and left quickly, leaving a few threatening words, which attracted Rongmu and passers-by to laugh.
"Second Young Master, are you all right?" Qi Hong cared.
"It's OK, let's go!"
The Wanshan Dynasty is located in the northwest of the rock continent of the endless world. As its name implies, the Wanshan Dynasty is geographically remote and its products are extremely poor. Almost all the areas under its jurisdiction are large mountains and deep valleys. There are almost no plains. Most of the villages, towns and cities are built on the hillside, and very few other places can be built on the basin in the mountains.
Even so, there were wars with several neighboring dynasties for hundreds of years. Because of the lack of resources, if you want to survive, there must be war.
Even for a small forest, a low yield mine, or even a small river, the Wanshan Dynasty will compete with the surrounding dynasties.
Qianren Prefecture, located in the southwest of the Wanshan Dynasty, has three counties. Shichuan County is also located in the southwest, governing three cities. Similarly, Mori City is also in the southwest of Shichuan County, governing five towns, while Shanlu Town is still located eight hundred miles southwest of Mori City, with only more than 3000 people. Compared with other towns, it is the poorest.
On the bright side, Shanlu Town and other towns belong to the Wanshan Dynasty, but they fought in private for the same reason. The difference is that they keep relative restraint.
"The second young master won the victory, and the second young master won the victory..."
Soon, Qi Hong's excited shouts echoed in the Rong's courtyard.
