It didn't take long for the medical team to rush over.The doctor made an emergency examination on the spot, and then quickly made a judgment-the man was extremely weak, but it didn't look like life-threatening.

"Heavy metal poisoning is possible." The doctor rolled the patient's eyelids, and carefully observed the color of the skin: "But the impact is not too big. It is estimated that the weight of the elixir is not heavy, and the basic chelating agent can solve the problem. Now In this way, it is purely hungry - and it is still chronically hungry, this person must be chronically deficient in calories."

Mu Chen glanced back, and the eunuch who was huddled in the corner kowtowed again and again, explaining the matter clearly without much effort.

In a nutshell, the dog emperor they overthrew was not a human being in his daily life. He picked two strange alchemists to search around, and used various treasures to make alloy pills for himself.It's just that these two alchemists had a flash of inspiration while they were messing around, and they actually gave birth to some primitive scientific concept-they reported to the emperor, saying that ordinary people have different physiques from the Supreme, and it is difficult to show the efficacy of the elixir. It is better to choose a blood relative with a physique similar to the emperor, in order to try out the effect.

So after picking and picking, this orphan from the former dynasty naturally became a guinea pig for testing medicine.

Hearing this, even Mu Chen couldn't help being amazed, and admired in a low voice: "The method of controlling variables—those two things really have a set."

Of course the eunuch couldn't understand a word of King Hengyang's emotion, so he could only lie on the ground trembling, and continued to stammer his explanation, saying that it had been half a year since the little white mouse named Xiao Xuan was arrested, because he He is a person who is bound to die, no one will waste energy on a dying test product, and will not pay attention to what happened to him; as for how he survived until today after the alchemist escaped, that is even more unknown...

Mu Chen looked down at the skinny young man curled up unconscious on the stone slab, and couldn't help feeling pity in his heart.It is one thing to know that the emperor was cruel and cruel, and quite another to see the victims of the emperor's tyranny.He sighed, and finally waved his hand, allowing the stretcher team to carry away the victim of the pill.

·

Among the rules explained by the system in advance, the so-called "branch plot" is a rather subtle side-kick - in order to implement the requirements of the "Good Boys Protection Law" in the future, the system-led world of crossing books must adhere to the mainstream values ​​of 1v1 without wavering .But even with the rapid development of science and technology for thousands of years, the enthusiasm for stock speculation in human nature still cannot be changed.In order to make a compromise between principles and desires, the game of plot nodes has become popular in the system world - as long as the host comes into contact with certain specific characters, the resulting butterfly effect may spread layer by layer, and even distort the original process .

——For example, the introduction of new cp or something.

Of course, these specific characters are quite critical, but considering the current bad relationship between the two parties, it is obviously impossible to ask anything from the system.Mu Chen discussed with the consultant group several times, but in the end he could only wait for Xiao Xuan to recover his sanity, and planned to deduce the direction of the plot from him.Anyway, the doctor has come to a conclusion, saying that as long as proper nutrition is supplemented, the medicine man will be able to wake up tomorrow.

The conclusion of the medical team was completely correct, and Mu Chen received a report the next day, saying that Xiao Xuan was awake and everything was responding normally, except for a small problem:

"He's crazy?"

Mu Chen was dumbfounded, and reached out to take the phone from Xiang Liang.On the screen of the mobile phone was a skinny young man sitting stiffly on a white hospital bed, his pair of dark eyes that had become more protruding due to his thinness were already lifeless.No matter how the doctor beside the bed clapped hands, waved his hands, or even performed acupuncture experiments with silver needles, the boy stared straight ahead in a daze, without showing the slightest reaction.Only the occasional flutter of eyelashes can still show that it is a living thing.

"Is this a—nervous problem?"

"To be precise, it's a severe self-containment." Xiang Liang frowned and explained to Mu Chen: "His physiology is fine, but now he is completely aphasic, and he doesn't even respond to the outside world. The doctor has already done it. The basic inspection showed that there was no sign of poisoning, but it was not because of the elixir."

As for the reason... Xiang Liang paused, and handed over a few pieces of ink-stained yellow talisman paper.Mu Chen took the talisman paper and flipped it over, and was very embarrassed to find that he didn't recognize the cursive script on it at all.

"……what is this?"

"The things copied from the alchemy room. It should be something like notes." Xiang Liang said: "From the records above, the two alchemists brought by the emperor walked wildly on the road of alchemy and immortality. .They may be... from Lao Zhuang's school."

This really touched Mu Chen's blind spot in knowledge.He opened his mouth, and silently hinted at Xiang Liang's bewilderment with a slight expression.

Xiang Liang sighed and relayed the explanation of the expert group.

"Different from Baopuzi's 'inner alchemy and outer refining' and 'internal and external aid', it pays attention to the combination of outer alchemy and alchemy formulas." He said slowly: "The old and Zhuangzi school advocates retro, and they take the way of isolating external disturbances, The method of keeping the mind and calming the mind, the so-called "destroy the limbs, remove the intelligence, leave the body to know, the same as the Datong", it is necessary to use the state of sitting and forgetting to cooperate with the medicinal power of the elixir."

Mu Chen was taken aback for a moment, his first reaction was that this method actually sounded quite philosophical, and there was nothing wrong with it; but the second reaction quickly came up——

"...'Zuo Wang'?" He whispered: "Then how can people 'Zu Wang'?"

Xiang Liang shook his head and gave the most concise answer:

"See as if you don't see it, hear it as if you don't hear it, don't move without shaking, don't think about it, you can 'sit and forget'"

——As for how to make people "see but not see" and "hear but not hear"... Mu Chen opened his mouth, knowing that there was no need to ask anymore.

He remained silent, vaguely feeling that he heard a sneer from the system.

·

After confirming Xiao Xuan's mental problem, the matter of exploring the plot had to be temporarily put on hold.Not to mention the current shortage of psychiatrists in the medical team, even in modern times with all the equipment, this kind of psychogenic disability tortured by the outside world is a huge problem in psychiatry, basically we can only wait for the patient to recover on his own in time .

But besides the plot problem, Mu Chen also faced much more troublesome problems.After several days of detailed research, the agricultural team handed him a report on April 25.The report pointed out the severe situation they are facing at present: Although the crossing team is omnipotent in attacking cities and conquering land, so far, they have almost completely relied on the supply of modern society for food.Both Jiangling and Jiankang have suffered from wars for a long time, and production has suffered serious setbacks. If the agricultural planning is not arranged as soon as possible, the future development may be greatly curbed.

——In other words, they have to arrange spring plowing quickly.

But arranging spring plowing is not as easy as imagined.The traversers put forward various ideas at the meeting, but in the end they could only change the plan more and more conservatively.They wanted to take advantage of farming to promote new farm tools and high-tech seeds, but after careful consideration, they frequently retreated: the biggest problem in agriculture is often not technology, but implementation—seeds and farm tools are the lives of farmers, why should they Believe in the so-called "high technology"?

The credibility established by the time-traveling team has not yet reached the point where farmers can entrust their lives!

After thinking about it this way, the final plan had to fully compromise with reality.The government affairs group set aside the farmlands of wealthy families in the outskirts, organized the refugees in the city to cultivate collectively, and arranged modern agricultural consultants to guide them as a demonstration and prepare for future promotion; as for the vast rural fields outside the city, the so-called "land to the tiller" was formulated "Policy, announced that His Highness benevolent and benevolent to the people, exempted all agricultural taxes and corvees this year, and all harvests will be enjoyed by the farmers themselves.

In the eyes of Mu Chen and others, this plan neither touched production relations nor land distribution. It was so mild and conservative that modern people would be ashamed.However, consultant Bei Yanbei, who flew thousands of miles from Jiangling by helicopter to manage the economy, glanced up and down, but shook his head.

"I hope there will be no trouble," he said softly.

·

Bei Yan's worries were completely fulfilled.In the three or four days after the order was issued, the rural suburbs outside Jiankang City gradually experienced fluctuations.At first, there were all kinds of weird and weird rumors in the countryside. Farmers spread rumors randomly when they were working, saying that the "government affairs group" in Jiankang City was the reincarnation of demons, and that the porridge was given out to make people fat and easy to eat; The king was possessed by evil spirits, not only usurped the throne, but also killed the first emperor...

The fact that such absurd and shameless rumors can spread widely shows that someone deliberately incited them.But the crossing team hadn't discussed any countermeasures yet, and the situation changed immediately—a special team accompanied the doctor to the countryside to check for parasitic diseases. On the way back to the city, they were surrounded and attacked by [-] or [-] farmers, who kept saying "" Kill the evildoers."The special forces' warning was ineffective, and they had to use non-lethal ammunition to barely break out from the crowd.

This change immediately alerted the advisory group.Xiang Liang led a heavy blow, but within half a day, he caught the mastermind behind the siege this time - a small village chief outside Jiankang City.When this person was arrested, he was still stubbornly resisting and swearing, and greeted the eighteen generations of ancestors of King Hengyang.

Mu Chen carefully read the record several times, but still felt puzzled.To be honest, they have punched hard since time travel, and they were mentally prepared for possible resistance.But to put it bluntly, the person who was hammered by their iron fist was at least a noble family, so what does it have to do with a small village chief?The noble master of the aristocratic family still shrinks back and does not dare to stand out, where does the head of the village get his true feelings?

Most importantly, this incident was not accidental.Mu Chen looked back through the records, and saw the confession of the chief.According to what he said, there were still five or six corporal chiefs and neighbor chiefs who wanted to conspire to attack, but he rashly advanced it.

Mu Chen put down the record and stretched out her hand to rub the space between her eyebrows.He thought about it, and finally sighed.

"...I really don't understand." He whispered: "Could it be that the family's influence is so great?"

Wang Zhi took the record, glanced at it, but shook his head slowly.

"Of course the influence of the aristocratic family is great, but it's obviously not as big as this." He said slowly: "If you really want to stand up for the celebrities, you can do it more than ten days ago, and you don't have to wait until now... To put it bluntly, The story of us blowing up the wall has already been spread up and down, and no one would take this risk for some influence. Now that we can suddenly become so bold, it must have touched our core interests."

Mu Chen was surprised: "Core interests? What core interests?"

He thought about it carefully for a moment, and finally frowned. Since the capture of Jiankang, the work of the crossing team has basically been focused on the city, and has not touched the countryside for the time being.In such inaction, how can the "core interests" of a village chief be violated?

Seeing Mu Chen thinking silently, the consultants at the long table looked at each other.In the end, Bei Yan coughed lightly and made a reminder:

"It should be the agricultural tax."

Mu Chen groaned, and then became even more confused: "Agricultural tax—aren't we exempted from agricultural tax? Does he have any objections if he doesn't pay the tax?"

Bei Yan smiled slightly, but brought up a topic:

"If you have any comments, it depends on how you pay taxes...Mr. Mu, what kind of tax payment law do you think in the Middle Ages?"

Mu Chen shrugged: "Send the officials down to collect it."

Bei Yan snorted, then shook his head with a smile.

"You overestimate the administrative capabilities of the Middle Ages." He said calmly: "The government in the feudal era was just a grassroots team. It basically had no social functions other than excessive taxation and deterrence by force, and the administrative organs were basically paralyzed... I went to I checked the booklets of meritorious officials of the Ministry of Officials in the Southern Dynasties. Even if the account numbers are not counted, the number of subordinate officials who can be transferred to collect taxes in the city is only 40. Can such a small number cope with the collection outside Jiankang City? "

He glanced back at Wang Zhi, and sure enough, he got the nod of approval from the historical consultant.Bei Yan knocked on the table and finally came to a conclusion:

"Generally speaking, the tax system of the entire imperial court is empty. If you want to rely on officials to collect all the grain, you must wait until the year of the monkey. Therefore, in practice, another set of plans is often implemented-officials. The power to collect taxes is subcontracted to a few tyrants in the countryside. As long as they can collect the amount on time, the rest will be ignored. Naturally, the tyrants in the countryside have the privilege of collecting taxes for the court. Do you think he will cheat? Up and down, move your hands and feet?"

Mu Chen was shocked when he heard it, but suddenly realized:

"So—we're blocking his money?"

"That's right." Bei Yan said: "These tyrants are waiting for the right to collect taxes, but they waited and waited. When the order to cancel the agricultural tax was announced, there was no way to cover it up... If there is no agricultural tax, there will be no collection. Taxation rights, without the right to collect taxes, what is the profit? The core interests have been deprived of everything, so why not do anything?"

Mu Chen was dumbfounded when he heard this remark. On the one hand, he lamented the eye-opening political manipulation of the feudal society (can tax collection be contracted?), and on the other hand, he gradually sorted out the situation, knowing that his policies had completely The situation in the countryside has been stirred up, and there is no room for retreat.

He pondered for a while, and finally made a decision, requesting Xiang Liang to send people to intensify the attack, and must suppress this trend of counterattack.

Naturally, Xiang Liang absolutely obeyed his orders.It's just that when writing the order, he also sighed an extra sentence:

"It is more difficult to touch the interests than to touch the soul. Trouble is coming."

·

Over the next week, as expected, troubles ensued.Mu Chen reads the documents every day, and can always see the news of the team being attacked in the countryside, and the frequency is increasing significantly-of course, the strength of the local tyrants cannot be compared with the crossing team, but these people are difficult to distinguish when walking in the countryside. Secretly using rumors and rice to incite farmers to make trouble, it also caused a lot of headaches for the traversers.

A few days later, a bigger problem appeared at Mu Chen's hands - Yi Cheng came back from the northern army's mission. In addition to reporting the results of the negotiations and the movement of the northern army, he also mentioned a rather ominous sign: the governor of the states in the Southern Dynasty There is a constant exchange of news between them, and it seems that they want to conspire to raise troops on the side of the Qing emperor.

Ever since the time-traveling team ruthlessly cleaned up Jiankang, this kind of development has been completely predictable—there are aristocratic families with the same spirit inside and outside the capital, but now Jingzhao has undergone major changes. Sweep away, if they sit still and wait to be killed, it will be called aggressive and strange!

Although it had been expected, the team was caught off guard by such a quick contact and dispatch.In terms of force, they can beat the squares of those weak chickens, but the situation outside Jiankang City is already treacherous. If the conspirators are inspired by the news of the state capital sending troops, there will be commotion inside and outside, and the spring plowing that has just improved may be the end of the war. will be greatly affected.

With such restraints, it would be quite troublesome to discuss the plan.Mu Chen and the advisory group held repeated meetings to discuss the details, and even stayed up late into the night for the first time since time travel.At one o'clock in the middle of the night, he bid farewell to the consultants one by one, and was about to get up to leave, but he almost staggered from exhaustion.Xiang Liang, who was next to him, quickly supported him.

And at this moment, he clearly heard a sneer from the system.

Mu Chen immediately woke up from sleepiness.He looked up at the ceiling, and then he reached out and summoned the system that he hadn't seen for a long time.

Although it was still a blurred light group, Mu Chen had a long-standing grievance with it, even looking at the floating movements of the system, he could feel its gloating.He got angry and blurted out: "You did it?!"

The system floated slowly, but there was a weird chuckle in his tone:

"The host is joking, how could I deliberately interfere with the plot... This is your choice."

Mu Chen thought for a while, and the answer jumped out of his throat almost immediately——

"Sub-plot?" He said loudly, "Xiao Xuan?—Who is he?"

These few words were earth-shattering, and almost all the consultants were startled, and looked up at the ball of light spinning in the air.But the system giggled, as if it didn't intend to answer at all.Xiang Liang and Wang Zhi looked at each other, and finally said in a deep voice:

"What conditions do you want?"

If a character can control the plot in this way, then intelligence must be mastered.Even if you pay some price for it, you won't hesitate.

Of course, their statement like this is completely under the consideration of the system.As a result, the ball of light jumped more and more violently in the air. It suppressed the joy of revenge, thinking about opening its mouth, and preparing to blackmail every point in the hands of the light host——

But Mu Chen stretched out a hand violently, interrupting all its asking prices.

"Born as a medicine man, with royal status, and suffering a lot." He said coldly, "How dare you show off a character that you would not even write in ancient Chinese literature ten years ago? The plot of this kind of character is moving towards me. I can write it down—it’s nothing more than national hatred and family hatred, it’s nothing more than psychological distortion, it’s nothing more than beauty and misery, and in the end, it’s nothing more than messing up the world to vent their hatred and use this to conspire to usurp the throne—can there be any new ideas?”

He looked up, his sharp eyes clashed with the system in the air—it was the contempt of a dog blood text collector that had been stuck for countless years, and it was the cry of thousands of online novels behind him.At this moment, Mu Chen's eyes are piercing, and what is shining is the brilliance from X Point, X Jiang, and X Pei, which is the counterattack of the earth's hundreds of years of dog blood against future artificial intelligence.

The system froze in place.At that moment, it changed its mind sharply, and finally understood why the old seniors were unwilling to come to the earth to attract people, and even more understood that the artificial intelligence community's talk of X Jiang had changed... However, things have come to this point, and the loser can't lose array.It can only bite the bullet and fight back:

"...The host is very smart. It's a pity, didn't you choose the direction of this troubled world?"

"I chose it?" Mu Chen laughed dumbly: "Then you still have to tell me that as long as I wash away my medicine man cousin, the problem will be solved?"

After the development of the plot, it has its own logic, and of course it is impossible to end so sloppily.The system was silent, but Mu Chen snorted.

"'Troubled Times'? Just this little movement, what kind of 'Troubled Times'?" He sneered, "It's just a bunch of trash, I can easily grab it..."

After saying this big word, he slowly got up from the table and cast a sharp look at the consultants.

"Everyone." He said slowly, "If my budget doesn't have an upper limit, what plan can you give me?"

·

In the few days at the end of April, countless huge rice papers were inexplicably posted at the gate of Jiankang City.

On the rice paper is the announcement of the government affairs group.The notice mentioned the weather in recent days, saying that it was nearly half of the spring plowing but there was little rain, which might affect the harvest.His Royal Highness the King of Hengyang is worried about Li Shu, so he ordered the rain master to order a rain of two feet three inches and twenty-two o'clock tomorrow from 22:[-] to [-]:[-].Hereby make a notice to remind the people not to travel in the rain.

After the words in black and white, it was Mu Chen's elegant signature.

·

With trembling fingers, Mu Chen signed his distorted name on the contract handed over.

"——Damn it, a set of artificial rainfall system actually costs [-] million yuan!"

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