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Year 114 of Asgard.

In a good year, the Immortal Palace harvests 600,000 catties of grain.

Comparison is suspected to be a common practice in some places, and the increasingly exaggerated reporting of yields per mu has made the local city lords miserable.

Due to Li Changsheng's persistence in the rule of law and the repeated abuse of power by wealthy families, dignitaries, officials, etc., the City Lord's Mansion, as a local management agency, has been domesticated into a mere tool with extremely limited power.

Regarding the grain tax, which is the most important thing in the farming society, they cannot touch it at all, and can only mechanically complete the orders of the Immortal Palace.

But now there are too many people paying grain indiscriminately, and local governments need to verify it according to procedures. One is to prevent the local government from using the harvest as an excuse to increase taxes, and the other is to protect the local area.

The City Lord's Mansion has reported the situation, and as long as the situation is correct, they can be exempted from liability no matter what happens.

Commonly known as dumping the blame.

Li Changsheng's desk is also piled up, which basically contains the grain collection status of various regions. For this reason, Qingxuan, Taiyin Xingjun, Zhu Xue and others also need help in reviewing the account books compiled by the lower-level departments.

Although the actual work of the department responsible for collecting grain has been completed, they only need to confirm and stamp it. The monks of the Immortal Palace with a hundred years of administrative memory are already familiar with the task, and there will basically be no problems.

"But it still needs to be seen."

Li Changsheng was lying in Taiyin Xingjun's arms, holding a ledger in one hand and comforting Zhu Xue who was dissatisfied due to the temporary increase in work.

"If you don't look at it today, tomorrow, there will be too many people in some areas, and sometimes it won't be enough to deal with emergencies, so I need to give them some protection."

"It is urgent to return part of the food to the people in the form of rewards."

Nowadays, there is a trend of comparison in many areas. Whoever pays more food will be honored. And face is more important than life to many people. Some old people even feel that they have only a few years to live, so they might as well hand over all the food.

Some people don't have many grains of rice in their stomachs, but they tighten their belts and brag about how much they have paid.

Li Changsheng felt that he had to coax such stupid children. It would definitely not work to send the food back directly. Regardless of the workload involved, most people would not accept it.

Therefore, it is necessary to use rewards to distribute some food to everyone to ensure their daily needs.

This will not hurt the people's self-esteem, but also reduce the workload.

"As a king, you should be an example to the world. Shushu, how can you say you are tired?"

Zhu Xue muttered dissatisfied: "But I am not Jun, and the immortal promised me to go play with me this year."

"But I want Shushu to be my king."

"Why?"

"This is a family fortune that a poor man managed to acquire with great difficulty. Of course, it must be passed on to the people closest to him. Looking at the mortal emperors of the dynasty hundreds of years ago, how could there be any reason to pass it on to outsiders?"

Li Changsheng said with a serious face, and these words immediately made the innocent Zhu Xue turn from anger to joy, and his heart was full of joy, and he laughed out loud.

She hugged Li Changsheng's thigh and confirmed again and again.

"I'm the closest person, really?"

"Really, but you have to work hard to become a person worthy of this position."

"OK!"

Zhu Xue's mind was fully activated, and he had dozens or hundreds of account books in front of him. He was dedicated to a variety of purposes, and one person could handle the entire grain collection department.

The most important thing is that Zhu Xue is absolutely loyal to Li Changsheng. She will not lie, let alone deceive Li Changsheng for her own gain.

The old Taoist priest next to him couldn't help but smile when he saw this scene, and there were some memories in his cloudy eyes.

Many years ago, a Taoist told him this, and he worked hard for the world for thousands of years.

At that time, he was as happy as wishing snow.

Maybe this is inheritance.

Heaven and earth come and go, countless geniuses appear and fall, all are fleeting, but the way of heaven and the immortals are eternal.

"Xiaoqi, how about playing a few games with me?"

Li Changsheng's voice as gentle as the spring breeze interrupted Qingxuan's recollection. He looked up and saw an ordinary face just like before, with a slight smile on his lips.

Or the figures overlap, or it could be that the Taoist has not changed from beginning to end.

"It's been a long time since I played chess with the immortal."

Qingxuan did not refuse, dragging the body of Tianren Wusei and sitting in front of the chessboard.

As a master of Fu Lu, he has always had few opponents when it comes to playing chess, and he prefers chess for entertainment. Compared to Li Changsheng, who is proficient in everything, Qingxuan appears to be very single-minded.

If a high judgment is made, the gap will naturally widen.

Li Changsheng couldn't defeat Qingxuan and soon lost the game.

Qingxuan said modestly: "The immortal has many hobbies, and he invests very little in playing chess, but he is only a little worse than me."

Although he was being modest, what he said was indeed true. Qingxuan didn't think he could beat Immortal Chang after spending the same amount of time.

Even if he were given a lifespan of 4,000 years, he would probably not be 1/3 as capable as Li Changsheng. Taking magical powers as an example, he could only learn a dozen or twenty at most, but he would definitely not be able to learn thousands.

Li Changsheng raised his eyebrows and said, "Come again."

"OK."

Qingxuan waved all the chess pieces back to the chessboard. Then he smiled slightly, stretched out his hand and said, "Immortal leader, please go first."

Li Changsheng picked up the white stone and randomly dropped it in the middle. It was Qingxuan's turn, and he also randomly dropped the black stone. Before it landed on the chessboard, his heart suddenly sank.

The chessboard in front of me magnified infinitely, as if it had transformed into heaven and earth in an instant.

And every time a chess piece is dropped, it is like lifting a mountain.

"..."

Then Qingxuan lost for one day and one night.

The only good thing is that the soul is a little stronger than before. For a strong man of his level, small progress is rare and valuable.

Because every time he makes a move, it is like lifting a mountain with his spiritual thoughts. Moreover, the chessboard is like a small world containing various laws. If you want to place a chess piece, you must have a certain understanding of the world.

Every time, I need to rack my brains and think.

Qingxuan also protested against this.

But Li Changsheng also has a point.

"The chessboard is like the sky and the earth. Playing chess is not only about playing chess, but also about understanding the world. Xiao Qi, you are already at this level, don't you understand?"

"I'm doing this all for you. Maybe if you play a few more games, you'll reach the peak of becoming a god."

Taiyin Xingjun next to her also nodded in agreement. As long as it was said by Li Changsheng, she would nod in praise. As far as Qingxuan knew, this rabbit spirit was probably questioning the immortal leader in the boudoir.

Qingxuan took a deep breath and said, "Come again."

While the two were playing chess, the world was still in a state of spring.

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Year 115 of Asgard.

Some monks traveled across the Kyushu and returned to Tianzhou from the East China Sea, telling the Immortal Palace about their visits to all parts of the world in recent decades.

There is an underground fire in the East China Sea that cuts across the vast ocean, turning thousands of miles of sea into a pot of hot soup. All kinds of miasma are rampant in it, making it difficult for even monks to survive.

Most of the original overseas monks fled to the ancient land of Youzhou, while many sea monsters from the East China Sea threw themselves into the submerged land of Kyushu.

In the second half of the year, someone came back from the Ancient Sacred Mountain and learned that the demon clan was also in trouble and had no time to take care of itself.

All kinds of natural disasters are rampant, and even a great golden elixir demon will sometimes be struck to death by a thunderbolt accidentally.

The whole world fell into calamity.

Perhaps it was the calm before the disaster, but Tianzhou is also having a good harvest this year.

The Immortal Palace has prepared enough food to feed and clothe the entire human race for 4 years, based on the standard of one pound per person per day.

At the same time, the Immortal Palace is rich in the people's thoughts, and the people do not have to pay money to the court every year like the feudal dynasty. After decades of accumulation, the people basically have enough food and clothing, and have enough food at home.

According to the standard of one kilogram of grain per day, the surplus grain at home can generally last for half a year.

When Zhao Si and others entered the illusion again, what they saw was an extremely huge grain granary. In front of them, the grains were piled up like a mountain. At a glance, it was at least dozens of meters high.

There is some kind of formation protection on the outside, which can be found out through Xuanben.

"This formation was also developed by Zhu Xue. It is a killing formation whose power has been weakened countless times. Any living being who enters it will be attacked by the soul of the formation. Mortals who stay in it for a year will die suddenly. Grain Insect Three

Die by the sun."

"Consumption of one spiritual stone per day covers 1,000 square meters."

The investigation team recorded this formation.

The grain protection formation is a formation specially used to kill mosquitoes. It is less harmful to humans and consumes less. It can be used in large grain storage warehouses.

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