My clone is on the other side of the starry sky

Daqian, Yunzhou, Sanyang County.

This county has three mountains in the north, and three rivers converge thirty miles to the south, hence its name. Although it is not the capital of Yunzhou, it is the hub and transportation artery between the north and south of Yunzhou. It is one of the few large counties in Yunzhou with a population of more than 100,000. , there is a faint green air shrouding the top of the city, looking from a distance, it seems to be in the clouds and mist.

It's just that the situation in Sanyang County at the moment is a bit unfavorable. The city is surrounded by rebel camps. It feels like dark clouds are over the city. But if you put your perspective into the rebel camp, it will be a different experience.

The rebel camp was a bit noisy. A large number of skinny rebels were leaning against the fire in groups to keep warm. They looked helplessly at a dozen strong rebels not far away gathered around an iron pot, in which something was cooking. Unknown food, the smell of food permeates the surroundings.

The burliest man among them used a short knife to pick out a piece of steaming meat from the pot, blew on it a few times, and eagerly took a bite.

gudu~

The rebels surrounding them couldn't help but swallow their saliva, and their eyes brightened. It seemed that only at this moment, some light would shine through their cloudy eyes.

The man looked at the looks from the scrawny rebels around him, and a bit of pride flashed in his eyes. He chewed the meat, waved his hand and said, "Eat!"

The rebels surrounding him scrambled to fish out things from the pot, including wild vegetables, batter, and some even fished out tree roots. Even so, these people still ate with gusto.

But those thin rebels could only watch helplessly, not daring to get close.

A similar scene is normal in the rebel camp. There is not much food, and a war may break out at any time. Naturally, those who are strong and healthy can eat first, and the remaining thin ones can only wait for these strong ones to finish eating. Eat scraps.

There are sporadic rebels standing guard on the camp wall, but their eyes can't help but look into the camp. The camp is even more noisy, and there are even fights over food from time to time. If you look down from a high altitude, this doesn't look like a military camp. It is said to be a refugee camp. No one in the camp suspected it.

But just such a refugee-like army surrounded a large county town like Sanyang County.

In a tent in the northwest corner of the camp, Lu Xuan sat cross-legged. The energy pouring into his body followed his guidance and eventually turned into inner breath to nourish his limbs and meridians. The hunger in his belly also followed the infusion of this energy. A lot has dissipated.

After a long time, Lu Xuan let out a breath of turbid air.

The strength seems to be a little stronger.

After clenching his fists, Lu Xuan didn't know how strong his strength was now. The inner energy in his body continued to transform into medicinal power over the years, and he felt that it had reached a limit and was about to overflow.

It's a pity that he doesn't have the method to continue practicing. Now the method of inner breath cultivation is also obtained from the rebel army. If he wants to get more advanced, he has to make military exploits.

But this was only a rule on the surface. He could feel that the commander-in-chief was on guard against them, as if he was afraid that they would replace him. Even if he made great achievements, the other party might not give them to him.

Listening to the noise outside the tent, Lu Xuan felt a little melancholy and confused.

In fact, if he had a choice, Lu Xuan would never choose this path.

After time travel, Lu Xuan actually thought about pursuing an official career. After all, even though this was not a dynasty in Chinese history, the customs and culture were not much different from ancient China. With modern knowledge, he could still play with this era. Not easily?

Obviously, things can't be that simple.

In this era, if you want to have an official career, you have to look at your background. In modern times, even if there are various unspoken rules, at least there is some hope for the people at the bottom. But in this era, it is almost impossible for people who are born in poverty to have an official career.

Don't say that he hasn't read a subset of classics and history in this world. Even if you memorize it from top to bottom, you may not be able to pass the provincial examination. There are too many competitors.

What makes people even more desperate is that even if you are full of economics, go to take the provincial examination and get a good score, your name will definitely be changed on the examination paper, or it may be a distant nephew of the county magistrate, and it is more likely to be used as an exchange of interests. , became the qualifications for promotion to the nephews of officials from other places and even the imperial court.

In my previous life, I often saw people on TV blocking sedan chairs to express their grievances, and they succeeded. It may be possible in modern society with advanced information.

But here, I'm sorry, don't say you can't see me, so what if you can?

It sounds simple for officials to protect each other, but on a deeper level, the official you go to may have some leverage against the person you want to sue. This is what officialdom is like. Everyone is holding each other's leverage. So when this happens, the first reaction of all officials is to press down.

That's right, all of them. Count how many officials in Chinese history are incorruptible and capable of getting things done? And how many officials have there been since ancient times?

Of course, this does not mean that there is no one except these, but most of them died in depression, did not leave their names, and did not interfere with people's livelihood. In the end, the only ones who managed to get ahead were the few that can be seen in the history books.

The probability is not even one in ten thousand, so why should it fall on you?

As for why Lu Xuan knows so much?

He saw that it was difficult to find an official career, so he wanted to go into business. Although his status was not high, he had no worries about food and clothing. When he was doing business, he met several students from poor families. When he was young, he was full of talents and became famous all over the world. He studied hard for ten years and was full of confidence. I want to embark on an official career based on my talents.

Unfortunately, without exception, they were driven down by reality. Some were unable to recover, and some simply went crazy.

Without this uprising, Lu Xuan might have achieved something in his business career.

Although it is difficult, he can still learn basic social survival skills such as sending money and making connections.

As a man in two lifetimes, he has seen the dark side of society and has a relatively strong tolerance for such things.

Although modern society is not as naked and dangerous as ancient times, there are many undercurrents. If you want to succeed, you must first abandon the innocence in your heart.

I dare not say anything else, but after understanding the rules here, it will not be a problem to become a little rich.

However, the Guiyi Church revolted. It is said that this uprising spread over most of Daqian, almost everywhere.

As for the reason, Lu Xuan probably knows something. The people can't live anymore. Lu Xuan doesn't know how much the court's taxes are, but when it comes here, it's two taxes and one tax.

If this is the case, even though the tax is heavy, we can still make ends meet. However, there are various miscellaneous taxes in the county, and they are increasing. This year, I heard that a monument to Hongru will be built in the sky to continue the cultural heritage.

I don’t know if the imperial decree increased taxes because of this, but there is naturally another reason for local tax collection. If the imperial power does not go to the countryside, when it comes to the local level, it is not a matter of a word from the county magistrate. Don’t take the county magistrate seriously. Son, in an era of underdeveloped information, he was the emperor of a hundred miles away.

But for the common people, what does it have to do with the continuation of the imperial court’s cultural heritage? If you can't survive, who cares about the continuation of your cultural heritage?

This uprising was somewhat accidental, but it was also inevitable. If other places were similar to Sanyang County, if there was no Guiyi Sect, there would be Taiping Sect, Truth Sect, etc., but I didn't expect that the scale would be so huge.

Because he 'volunteered' his family's wealth to support the uprising, and he was strong, tall, and looked like a standout among a group of rebels who had not had enough to eat for a long time, he became a small leader.

After several battles, he gradually adapted to the battlefield, dared to fight and fought hard, and after attracting a group of subordinates, he became the commander-in-chief of this army, second only to the commander-in-chief.

Of course, there are still more than thirty of the same commanders, each of whom has a number of people under his command. The overall framework of the rebel army has not been established. All the other commanders think about is pulling people, pulling people, and pulling people again.

It seems that he has never thought about what will happen next.

Although Lu Xuan had never learned any art of war before, he still understood the most basic principle. When someone is recruited, you have to support him, right?

You have to take care of food even if you don’t give money. Where does the food come from?

Robbery is one source, but as the Guiyi Church uprising gradually grew, more and more people snowballed. Those wealthy households were not fools sitting at home waiting for you to rob. They fled to the city with their families early. This is also the time they The reason for the siege of Sanyang County.

Every possible place around them has been looted. If they don't find new sources of income, this seemingly large-scale rebel army may fall apart in the blink of an eye.

"Brother~"

With a slightly aggrieved voice, the curtain was raised, and a young man came in with a bruised nose and a swollen face.

"Yes." Lu Xuan heard the voice, and his slightly cold face became a little warmer. However, when he saw the injuries on the other person's face, the warmth on his face suddenly cooled down.