MTL - In the Great World of Martial Arts, You Use the Tao of Talisman To Rule the Ages?-Chapter 144 Act on behalf of heaven
Chapter 144: Acting for Heaven
Enter Beicheng and turn a few more corners.
Chen Lin took out a cloth bag from the black stone on the way, which contained the tears shed by the old cow last time.
Soon we arrived at Shanshi.
Although it is somewhat popular, it is much less popular than half a year ago.
Walked into Uncle Xiang’s shop.
A figure was crouching in front of the counter, typing on the abacus.
Compared to the last time we met, he seemed a lot more haggard.
“Uncle Xiang.” Chen Lin greeted and took the lead in placing the bag of teardrops on the counter.
"This is..." Uncle Xiang raised his head and couldn't help but narrow his eyes when he saw the familiar bag, "The teardrops of the Thunder Fire Four-horned Ox?"
"Um."
“Is Meng Xie coming?”
“The hero Meng Xie from Nancheng is here!”
“We are lucky in Beiguanzhou. With Lu Mengze blocking the flames of war, we should not be able to burn this place..."
“No, no!”
In the surging crowd, thousands of ordinary faces looked up eagerly, each shouting and squeezing crazily toward the center.
"The situation is getting worse and worse. It has only been a year since the war started, and the imperial court has already lost three states. You must know that the entire Da Tao only covers ten states."
Suddenly, his ears twitched, and he was keenly aware of the noisy sounds in the distance getting closer and closer.
Amidst the noisy crying, one shocking incident after another was shocking, including housebreaking and killing, abduction and trafficking of women and children, harvesting and cutting of raw materials...
“Hmm, I’ll pay attention next time.”
Similar to last time, Uncle Xiang quickly closed the door, took out the fine wooden boxes, carefully inspected them one by one, and then put them into the wooden boxes.
While Uncle Xiang was speaking, he did not forget his heartache and shed a few squeezed tears, and earnestly told Chen Lin to be more careful next time.
“Please help me get my money back!”
Chen Lin looked at the crowd, "Some of the people around him are craftsmen from Dongcheng, and some are fishermen. They seem to have passed through Nancheng."
Uncle Xiang listened carefully to the various cries of the people outside, and suddenly understood the reason: "Everywhere is not stable now, and the government is very worried."
The weather is hot, but the enthusiasm on the faces of many people seems to be even hotter. It seems that everyone is crying loudly and pleading, and the atmosphere is extremely sad.
Chen Lin frowned when he heard this.
at this time.
Chen Lin responded nonchalantly.
“Suddenly there is a Meng Xia who is willing to make decisions for the people. Naturally, he will be regarded as a life-saving straw by these people who have had grievances...”
“The city is getting more and more chaotic...”
There were several young men standing on the street, with airy looks. One of them had a bald head and the other had buck teeth. I had seen them around Meng Xie before.
Meng Xie chose an unlucky man who had been beaten by a slave of a rich family in public, and decided to seek justice for this man.
“These are several taels of silver!”
“He’s not staying in the south city, so why did he come to our north city?”
Chen Lin walked to the window, opened a hole and looked out.
Even in mountainous cities, there are people who can’t help but join in and tell the story of the misfortunes they have encountered.
“The great savior of Qingtian is here!”
“Is it the Meng Xie hero who helped people beg for money in Nancheng recently?”
“These people regard Meng Xie as the only savior.”
Chen Lin took the initiative to untie the bag and wanted to pour out the beads inside.
There was a lot of noise outside, and the sound of crying and roaring came like a tide.
Uncle Xiang responded sentence by sentence:
"I don't know either."
Chen Lin stood aside and asked about the recent situation.
People with long sounds playing gongs and drums walked through the streets and alleys, attracting a lot of attention.
Uncle Xiang screamed in surprise, quickly raised his hands to catch it, and gave him a complaining look:
“Too frizzy!”
“My mother-in-law was kidnapped two days ago, please help me...”
Many people gathered around them all the way, and the commotion was so extraordinary that even the shopkeepers who had nothing to do were curious and came out to check.
The group of people immediately rushed toward the west city with great vigor.
There was so much noise outside that Uncle Xiang stopped working.
“Do justice for heaven!”
The crowds came and went, and many people from Shanshi followed.
Only Chen Lin noticed that outside the crowd, there was a group of inconspicuous figures taking a small path and running in front of the crowd...
“Is he the spy of a wealthy family in Xicheng?”
“What?” Uncle Xiang didn’t hear clearly.
"nothing."
Chen Lin excused himself casually.
Uncle Xiang returned to the counter and continued to check the teardrops. On the other hand, I was quite emotional.
“Although this Meng Xie may have some problems with his background, he has not forgotten his roots and is willing to help these poor people.”
“I heard that he helped to collect wages from the He family a few days ago. In this world, if there are a few more people like this, maybe a few more families can survive..."
“It’s really hard for the people now.”
Chen Lin agrees with Uncle Xiang's statement, although Meng Xie is actually a "wage" for rogues and has nothing to do with ordinary people.
He couldn't help but think of what Sword Master Xu had just said, that perhaps the only one who could change the current situation was Emperor Zhaowu who was sitting high in Tianjing.
Ordinary people cannot stop the general trend of the world.
Unless he becomes an immortal immediately, he can only help this but not that.
Uncle Xiang’s voice suddenly came from the side.
"The teardrops have been packed. Ah Lin, take them back and put them away. Be sure not to bump them on the road."
“Just leave it here with Uncle Xiang.”
Chen Lin waved his hand and suddenly remembered the Sanniang guy he met on the way here and asked casually.
Uncle Xiang was quite surprised.
"Have you met Huang Ya? The waiters at Sanniang's place have long since dispersed, and now there are few people drinking. How can she afford to hire people?"
“Huangya went to the sidelines to get money, probably because he had a way to make money... Alas, there is nothing he can do. If he doesn’t harm his own people in Shanshi in the future, he will be considered kind.”
Sigh.
Uncle Xiang didn’t say any more.
Chen Lin thought for a moment, then turned around and asked when the construction of his new house would start.
“The scheduled date is the fifteenth day of next month. Ah Lin, do you want to move it forward by asking this?”
“Well, Uncle Xiang, please ask me to start the construction as soon as possible. I’m not short of money recently and want to move into a new house as soon as possible.”
“In addition, try to hire as many people as possible, even children, as long as they can help.”
As he spoke, Chen Lin reached into his arms and took out several large silver ingots from the black stone, totaling three hundred taels.
They were all obtained from Bai Qiantou before.
This is only part of it.
Uncle Xiang was stunned for a long time and finally figured out what he meant.
Hurryly agreed:
“Okay, I’ll pick people from the families of those in need in the mountain city, and I’ll make sure that all of them are willing to work hard, and I won’t waste a single coin from you, Ah Lin!”
"It's just that these three hundred taels of silver are still too much... If you use them all to hire people, I'm afraid your whole house will be filled up, and most of the people will have no work at all."
Uncle Xiang was a little worried as he spoke, and in the end he only reached for fifty taels.
Chen Lin was also stunned for a moment and then reacted.
“Then just build a few more rooms.”
“What does Alin mean?”
“It would be a good idea to buy more land around the village and build some teahouses and restaurants first.”
"That's okay!" Uncle Xiang felt that this was a good idea. "There have been a lot of people over there recently. Maybe it will really prosper in the future, and then we will make money."
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Xicheng, Zhang family.
The slaves rushed into the gate in panic and reported Meng Xie's movements.
After hearing this, the steward immediately went to report to Zhang Shichang.
“…In other words, that Meng Xie brought people to the door to find trouble just because the Dong family’s slave hurt someone, in the name of doing justice for heaven?!”
Zhang Shichang was silent for a moment. After all, he couldn't suppress the anger in his heart and slapped the table repeatedly:
“What a **** bear!”
“I thought this man was less of a threat than Chen Lin, so I teamed up with several other people to support him. As a result, this man first bit the He family, and now he wants to bite the Dong family!”
“And in the end, just because of this trivial matter?!”
Zhang Shichang was so angry that he was dizzy and kept gasping for air.
He felt that he was wrong.
That's really wrong.
Although Chen Lin killed people and wiped out families... so far, he had only killed people who had a grudge against him. All the misfortunes were borne by the He family.
They even followed and ate part of the He family's property.
But this Meng Crab is completely different.
“This is simply a mad dog!”
Amidst the roaring, the housekeeper of the Zhang Mansion stood aside shaking like chaff, panicked and silent.
Similar situations are constantly happening in the homes of other wealthy households in Xicheng.
Especially the head of the Dong family.
When he saw Meng Xie and thousands of people blocking the door of his house, he couldn't help but feel deep regret in his heart...
(End of this chapter)
