I handed in the sand sculpture through the book system

On April 22, Maozheng three quarters.

Before the morning chill dissipated, the quiet and empty streets echoed with deep and loud trumpets.Such a long and penetrating sound vibrates back and forth between the roof tiles, playing the first note of the early morning.

In the past few days, the residents of Jiankang City have become slightly accustomed to the various weird changes in this ancient city of the Six Dynasties—since the King of Hengyang promulgated the decree on the [-]th and the so-called "group" took over the government affairs, the people have lived in peace for many years It was gradually wound up, and all kinds of strange and incomprehensible rules were added.This so-called "wake-up bell" is one of them.

According to the order of the government affairs group, one and a half hours after the bell rang, the porridge factory at the gate of the city was turned off and no longer served porridge.The meal in the morning is really important, even though I still yearn for the warmth of the bed, there are still sparse sleepy figures in the streets and alleys.These shadows greeted each other in the faint morning light, and shuffled towards the gate of the city.

There are hundreds of feet away from the porridge factory at the gate of the city, and sharp-eyed people can catch a glimpse of seven or eight blazing fires under the gate tower, and even smell the soft and tempting fragrance of rice boiling in the large iron pot on the fire.This kind of fragrance has an immediate effect, almost sweeping away the remaining drowsiness in the crowd.So in an instant, there was a loud swallowing of saliva, and everyone quickened their pace.

Of course, even if you speed up your pace, you won't be able to grab the first bowl of porridge.Although everyone watched the gluttonous gluttons rolling in rice soup, they could only toast a little in front of the fire to keep warm. Then they turned around the corner of the city wall and lined up outside the flower cloth shed next to the porridge factory.In the flower cloth shed were twenty or thirty girls guarding the kettle, all of them in white clothes and skirts.Waiting for the porridge recipients to line up, these women came forward with wooden pots to signal, and poured hot water for people to wash their hands one by one.

The smell of this water was so strange that many people frowned when they smelled it, and even felt that their noses were quite uncomfortable.But no matter how much he resisted in his heart, he could only obediently stretch out his hand and scrub carefully, without daring to neglect at all.This kind of caution and solemnity is not only because of the decree from above, but also because of the fear of these sixteen or seventeen girls in front of him.

A few days ago, the imperial court sent people to raid and wiped out a den of human trafficking in Jiankang City. The main culprit and the accomplices were all sentenced to death, and now their bodies are still hanging outside the city wall for public display.Fifty or so abducted children were rescued from the den, most of them were homeless refugees from other places. The King of Hengyang took special measures to allow them to work for a living and shelter for the time being.These people are equivalent to the ghosts caught in the fiery cave of hell. Their gratitude to His Highness is so deep that they will never forget it until death, and they will resolutely obey His Highness's orders without thinking.If someone despises the government order in front of them, it will inevitably explode on the spot, and will not allow a little bit of face.

Even now, watering one by one, the eyes of these girls are wide open, for fear that they missed a perfunctory fish that slipped through the net.

Under such strict scrutiny, everyone's hands were washed clean and dry within a short while, without dirt remaining.After cleaning their hands, everyone received their number plates, turned around and went back to the iron pot to receive porridge (a few who did not line up were reprimanded).Different from the confusion when distributing porridge in temples in the past, King Hengyang’s porridge factory has continued the consistent style of his government orders, which is meticulous and strict that can be seen with the naked eye-according to age, body and sex, different people are divided into three groups: big, medium and small Each bowl has different side dishes; in addition, there are some "small stoves" for those with young children. It is said that they added something extra...

Such trivial and strict, of course, it is difficult for the people of Jiankang to be confused.Often they can only stand in front of the iron pot, watching the people behind the wooden table write words they don't understand, and then hand over a wooden bowl and a spoon full of hot porridge.

The iron pot is heated day and night with firewood, and the porridge just out of the pot is so hot that it is still bubbling, but some people still can’t resist the tangy rice fragrance. The porridge water went straight into the esophagus. Although the tip of the tongue, the throat and the pouch of the stomach were painful and contracted in the burning, the tip of the tongue keenly captured the smoothness of the thick oil, the soft and rich water of the rice grains, and even the long-lost taste after stewed meat and vegetables. Fragrant and delicious.

In this mere bowl of porridge, a lot of polished rice, fat, and even sugar were added!

Although His Royal Highness King Hengyang's group was in charge of trivial troubles, the Jiankang civilians who were repeatedly restrained did not complain. Most of the reason was this-although the common people were illiterate, they could understand likes and dislikes in their hearts.In the past, giving porridge was as light as water. Where have you seen such thick porridge that spared no expense and money?They don't understand what benevolent government is or not, but they always know what they eat.

Swallowing all over the place in an instant, the huge wooden bowl was swept away.The person who finished eating first licked his lips and handed back the wooden bowl, still looking helplessly at the cauldron with thick fog rolling over the fire—it wasn’t that the portion of porridge was not enough, it was purely an unrestrained desire for food under long-term hunger.But according to the previously promulgated rules, after a bowl of breakfast, no more can be added. Only a few lucky ones stepped forward arrogantly and pressed a colored note under the wooden bowl.

According to the preaching of the nobles around King Hengyang, what is being practiced now is "more pay for more work". Those who worked diligently and honestly the day before could get two colored notes.The woman at the stove took the note and passed the bowl behind her. When she handed it back, there were already five or six pieces of fat, oily, and fragrant fat in the bowl. Shaking slightly.

These meats are carefully prepared by the chefs of the time-traveling team. In addition to heavy oil and heavy ingredients, spices and white sugar are added.Even if you have just eaten and drank enough, the meaty smell of cooked aniseed meat still catches everyone's eyes straight.

Seeing the lucky one pick up the wooden chopsticks to eat, the rest finally couldn't take it anymore, they could only turn around and leave, discussing with each other that they should work hard today, and also took a few notes to beat the teeth.Of course, even if you "work as hard as you can", there is no hard work - I don't know if His Highness is so benevolent or kind;Such a rich and plentiful supply is just for them to wash and do some daily rough work!

——According to the crippled veterans in the city, even warriors who dare to die first in the army can only be treated like this.

Of course, His Royal Highness's washing and brushing is as trivial as ever.Cleaning the street requires clean water with a strange smell; the mouse holes must be filled with water one by one and sealed; even the decades-old sewers in the corners must be opened and cleaned carefully; the cleaners have to wear "gloves" and "masks" .With such a complicated and troublesome situation, the workers rushing to the east of the city could only mutter while walking, talking to each other about the cleaning process.

However, before the discussion was halfway through, sharp and loud cries came from the quiet street in the early morning, as if they were already hoarse.The few leaders looked at each other and carefully poked their heads from the corner of the street.But I saw a wooden platform built across the long street.A few men and women in bright clothes lay motionless on it, but there was a crying woman kneeling on the street.

Jiankang City is small and crowded, and everyone is familiar with each other. Soon someone recognized the crying woman, and gradually whispered:

"Isn't this Mrs. Liu? Why is she crying?"

"Why are you pretending you don't know? Didn't she lose her son and daughter last Lantern Festival? They haven't been found yet, and they are said to be abducted, but there is no news."

"Why is it abducted? Isn't it because her two sons and daughters are so good-looking that the nobles in the city took a fancy to them, and they were arrested easily? She is lucky that she didn't go to the house to rob them with open flames!"

After saying that, everyone stretched their necks to look carefully, and finally saw clearly the men and women lying on the wooden platform.Even if you look at it like this, you can see the sweat and panic on the faces of those people at a glance.Although the facial features have been distorted by fear, the sharp-eyed ones still recognized it:

"Isn't that human teeth?!"

As soon as this remark came out, everyone present was slightly startled, and immediately relieved—everyone in the city had noble backers, and there was never any scruple in abducting and robbing people's daughters, and no Jing Zhaoyin dared to be cruel.The people in Jiankang City endured it for decades. Although they wished to eat their flesh, they never dared to imagine that they would see any punishment.But now that the dignitaries in the imperial court have been wiped out in one go, since the iceberg of human teeth has collapsed, what will happen?

Immediately, someone trembled and asked, "What do you think this man's teeth will be?"

The crowd heheed, rather disdainful: "What do you think? The one from Mutai killed the nobleman at least two or three hundred, is there still a few more?"

——Don't talk about human teeth, even high-ranking nobles, haven't they killed a lot in the past few days?

When it comes to the nobleman, even the most daring people can't help but hold their breath—since the Wangjiawu Fort was breached on the [-]th, rumors about His Highness have become rampant and uncontrollable. Everyone has been rumoring that His Highness is around It was the immortal Penglai who came down to assist him.And Mr. Xiang, who presides over the criminal law, is a judge who came to the world, so he can be so impartial and straightforward to clear up his grievances, and so cruel and ruthless, killing people's heads.

Although everyone respects the judge, but in private, it is always a little scary...

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Xiang Liang sneezed, and the brush rolled a large circle on the yellow paper, leaving bright and thick ink marks.

He rubbed his nose and reached for the paper, but he couldn't help but sneezed again, the ink was scattered and he almost threw away the brush.There was a chuckle next to him, and a tissue was handed over:

"Do you want to go to the medical team to see?"

"No need." Xiang Liang took the paper towel to wipe off the ink, and there was no serious problem in his voice: "I'll just go and drink more hot water. Have you surveyed the location of the blast furnace?"

After many days of deliberation, considering that Jiangling was inconvenient in transportation and iron mines were scarce, it was decided to send the Tangshan blast furnace to Jiankang.For this reason, Liu Heng rushed day and night to find a location, and even meals were basically settled on the road.

Liu Heng shrugged: "It's almost there...but a blast furnace can weigh hundreds of tons, so it might be troublesome in terms of points."

"Don't worry about this." Xiang Liang said lightly: "Since we promulgated the decree, Mu Chen's points have been increasing slowly, which is enough to meet the needs."

The time-traveling team spared no expense in local reforms in Jiankang City, which is essentially an extremely effective Pareto optimization-most of the people in Jiankang have benefited from the reforms, according to the system's so-called "smoothing regrets" According to the rules, they smooth out the regrets of the npcs every day.

As pointed out by the expert group, the male protagonist and the female protagonist are of course NPCs, but why are the eunuchs and maidservants who can be seen everywhere in the article not NPCs?Letting them eat and clothe them warmly and get rid of bullying, wouldn't it greatly smooth out their regrets?

Ji Liu Heng nodded, with a little confidence in his heart, so he asked casually: "How is your case going?"

"Very quickly." Xiang Liang was expressionless—of course, after being shocked by a large number of plots that could be called horror stories, he couldn't make any expression: "More than 200 cases in three days, 150 six people are the death penalty."

Liu Heng felt very surprised. Of course he fully believed in Xiang Liang's morality, but this figure was—

"...Is it too fast? Don't you need to check it carefully?"

Xiang Liang smiled wryly.

"What era do you think this is? Do you think people in this era have to cover up their crimes?" He whispered: "In this era, the law is completely useless paper, and criminals don't even bother to think about getting rid of crimes. Lawlessness despises everything. Murder in the street, abduction, rape in the street, they don't commit crimes quietly, they are aboveboard and commit crimes in full view of the public. As long as there are a little bit of powerful hooligans, they are basically shot\killed first and then judged. There will be no unjust, false or wrongly decided cases..."

Liu Heng was stunned for a moment, and was finally speechless.

Vector shook his head and made a general conclusion.

"Do you think that cannibalism is a metaphor from the cracks in the words?" He said, "Let me tell you, there are more than a dozen files about killing people and eating meat..."

This topic broke the lower limit too much, and Liu Heng felt disgusted, so he could only quickly change direction:

"Since you are on trial... what about Dr. Wang and Mr. Mu? I haven't seen these two people much since yesterday."

"They're busy." Xiang Liang sighed, "They're tidying up the harem."

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In general, after cleaning up the officials and establishing the basic order in the city, cleaning up the unstable factors in the palace has become a top priority.In view of the fact that the advisory group has its own tasks, Wang Zhi and Mu Chen jointly took on this task.

According to the plan of the two of them, the order of cleaning up the whole site was from easy to difficult.The first day was to search the forbidden items of the palace to isolate the internal and external traffic (during the period, a lot of musk and safflower puppets were copied, which opened Mu Chen's eyes); On the third day, it was the most embarrassing battle - to deal with the concubines in the huge harem.

Different from the little court ladies and eunuchs with miserable backgrounds and simple minds, these concubines were all torn up by the palace and the house, and it would be quite difficult to deal with if they accidentally played tricks.Therefore, Mu Chen and Wang Zhi waited in strict battle, and specially formulated a disposal policy.

Fortunately, the two of them were very lucky, and there was no change in the day.The concubines knew that their hearts were broken after the palace change, and they were lucky to be able to survive, so they were extremely obedient when they counted, and obediently obeyed the orders.So Mu Chen made the best use of the situation and assigned jobs to the concubines according to their specialties.It just so happened that the concubines studied hard and practiced a lot of methods in order to be favored, which made up for their serious lack of professional talents...

But, there are thousands of strange things in people, even though the vast majority of concubines accept their fate with peace of mind, there are always a few outstanding and outstanding protagonists.Mu Chen and the others were counting and counting. Before calling the next one, they felt the fragrance of the tip of their noses floating and refreshing. When they looked up, there was already a beauty with sparkling eyes in front of them.

This beauty is petite and petite, but there is a certain coquettish charm between her eyebrows and eyes. She bows her knees and salutes like a weak willow fluttering.

The emperor did not set up a main palace when he was desolate, and concubine Shu was the most respected concubine in the harem.So even Mu Chen was slightly moved, and couldn't help but look up, and saw that the beauty was as delicate and soft as a flower, and she was indeed a beautiful woman from the south of the Yangtze River with picturesque features.Concubine Shu lowered her head shyly to meet her gaze, but revealed a section of the back of her neck that was as white as jade.

Remember

After her behavior, Mu Chen and Wang Zhi were still unaware, but the concubine who was waiting at the side scolded her thousands of times in their hearts—they are all thousand-year-old foxes, how can everyone not understand Concubine Shu's tricks?It's nothing more than seeing that the emperor can't be relied on, and I want Pipa not to hug him!

But thousands of lowly maids and thousands of slaves can't stop Concubine Shu's graceful demeanor.Sure enough, Mu Chen was taken aback for a moment, and asked:

"Have you read any books?"

It was a strange question to ask, but Concubine Shu immediately understood.She lowered her head and said timidly:

"The concubine is not talented, but I have only read a little bit of "Poetry" and "Sao", and I have only read Ban, Ma, and Yang in Han Fu, and I haven't finished studying Wei and Jin poetry..."

The concubines felt even more angry - this seemingly humble, but really showing off, it was clearly a tactic of the bitch to retreat in order to advance.However, although the emperor was brutal, he was good at poetry and calligraphy, and concubine Shu was even better at writing.If they really get involved in some poems and songs, this bitch is sure to win...

Mu Chen nodded, as if surprised by such knowledge.He pondered for a moment, picked up the seal, dipped it in the inkpad, and stamped two large characters on the front of Concubine Shu's list with a snap:

【literacy】

Wang Zhi asked again: "Do you have any specialties?"

Concubine Shu smiled shyly, and the smile was so touching:

"I know some ways to use incense, and I also learned cooking skills in the palace. On weekdays, I often cook dishes for the supreme, and the supreme says it is delicious..."

Wang Zhi nodded, turned around and discussed with Mu Chen for a while, and finally made a decision:

"Go and help in the kitchen." He said, "Help write materials, copy menus and so on."

This sentence was like a bolt from the blue sky, Concubine Shu's wonderful eyes widened, she could hardly believe it:

"--what?!"

"What?" Wang Zhi frowned: "You are literate and know how to cook, so it's just right to memorize the ingredients in the kitchen. Now the kitchen is short of people, do you have an opinion?"

Of course Concubine Shu has an opinion!I don't know how much she has gone through in the past ten years from being a concubine to being a concubine, fighting openly and secretly, but even if she exhausted her last imagination, she never thought that she would be able to connect with the kitchen helper!This is not a fucking style at all, is it?

Even if it is thrown into the limbo and killed with a stick, at least it is much more reasonable than this treatment!

Of course, Concubine Shu has been fighting in the palace for more than ten years, so she is not a fool who dares to talk nonsense.After she froze for a moment, she finally managed to restrain her frenzied thoughts running like a wild horse, and she bowed stiffly and backed away.Mu Chen reached out to greet her, and called the next concubine named Chen.

Compared with Concubine Shu's brilliance, this little girl who only had the status of a concubine seemed ordinary.Of course, this is also a very normal thing - Concubine Chen is just a small palace official in Concubine Shu's palace, who was lucky to be favored by the emperor after drinking by chance, but she was also thrown away by the emperor in the future back.If Concubine Shu hadn't been thinking about her old love, she would have been in limbo long ago.Such a cautious and cautious life, naturally dare not have any cleverness

Concubine Chen stood still after saluting, and could only shake her head when facing Mu Chende's questions.Mu Chen pondered for a moment, and planned to send her to mend the mask with the maid.However, before he opened his mouth, Wang Zhi who was beside him gasped:

"What's the pattern on your clothes?"

He pointed to Chen Bing's sleeve.She was wearing a very ordinary palace attire, but the sleeves were finely embroidered with a flower of winter jasmine. Looking closely, the color of the jasmine flower was bright and smooth, and it turned out to be an extremely beautiful style.

Concubine Chen hastily bowed her knees: "This is just something my concubine made out of my mind, it's dirty the eyes of adults."

Wang Zhi couldn't take his eyes off his eyes, but after a while, he stretched out a hand and said in a solemn tone, "Do you still have such tricks? Show me one."

Concubine Chen dared not refuse, she quickly took out a shoe upper from her bosom, and offered it respectfully with both hands.The surrounding concubines were shocked and looked at each other: Concubine Chen was favored by Concubine Shu because of her embroidery work, so the weaving is naturally excellent; but the two adults opposite don't need to fight for favors, why are they looking at the uppers?

Wang Zhi lifted the upper of the shoe and carefully looked it up at the sun, the expression on his face gradually changed unpredictably.Mu Chen looked at it inexplicably, but looked at Wang Zhi's expression and knew it was a bit weird.He asked in a low voice:

"what is this?"

"...Four warp weaving." Wang Zhi replied angrily: "I didn't expect to see something that was lost in the Song Dynasty. If the technique can be restored, damn it, at least it is an intangible heritage... "

Mu Chen was stunned: "...Are you sure?"

"Of course I'm sure." Wang Zhi said, "My mentor has been responsible for the restoration of ancient weaving. I have seen too many..."

He squinted his eyes, slowly put down the upper of the shoe, and carefully stared at Concubine Chen who was anxious and anxious.

"Ms. Chen." He said softly, "We intend to hire you as a manufacturing consultant with a monthly salary of [-] yuan. I wonder if you are willing?"

In an instant, there was a dead silence in the hall, only the stunned concubines, the even more stunned Concubine Chen, and——

There was a soft slap on the side of the hall, and then Concubine Shu cried out in pain—it turned out that she had just scratched the wall with all her strength when she was excited, and actually cut off her onion-like nails.

Wang Zhi glanced at Concubine Shu, but there was no disturbance in his heart.

——Two years ago, Southwest Province asked his mentor to restore the technique of Shu brocade. The follow-up patent dividends are not counted, and the remuneration alone is 3000 million.In comparison, [-] yuan per month is nothing but prostitution...

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Concubine Shu covered her bloody hand, still in disbelief.

Even if she is hiding in a corner now, she can still feel the surprised and even sarcastic eyes shooting from all around.Of course she understands the reason for this surprise - before she was a concubine Shu, she was the favorite of the six officials, and her monthly salary was only a mere [-] yuan.

Now the lowly servant girl surnamed Chen was silent, and she rode on her head in an instant!

She stared wide-eyed, almost staring at Concubine Chen who was still in astonishment in the center of the hall with hatred.She glanced at the maid's plain eyebrows, dull expression, and calloused fingers from years of work.But gradually, Concubine Shu's eyes turned to blankness and astonishment.She raised her hand slowly, looking at her slender wrist as white as a bright moon with doubts.

——Although the aesthetics of human beings are free, this is too fucking excessive!