From a humble farmer to a great martial arts master

76, Heavenly Family

Ren Yaohui and Ren Yaokang unloaded the bags of silver from the carriage and carried them into the inner courtyard storeroom.

Looking at the mountain of silver, the two brothers stared blankly, their faces flushed, and their throats itched.

Thirty-three thousand taels of silver.

What a huge silver mountain!

It's enough to blind anyone.

As the old saying goes, "A clean county magistrate for three years can amass 100,000 taels of silver." Now, Uncle Liu has only been here a few months, yet he has already amassed so much silver at home. It's truly frightening.

With her large pregnant belly, Xiao Cui, supported by Tao'er and Xing'er, curiously came over to take a look, and was equally stunned, her gentle face showing fear.

The two maids looked at each other, neither daring to breathe, a mixture of joy and fear welling up inside them as if they had "accidentally entered the imperial family."

All eyes were fixed on Ren Qingshan.

"What are you looking at me for? Never seen money before?"

Ren Qingshan shook his head and smiled, his mood somewhat subtle and complicated, inexplicably thinking of the classic scene of "Who put so much money in my refrigerator?"

"I've never seen so many before, Sixth Uncle. Is there any problem?"

Ren Yaohui's forehead was slightly sweaty, and he asked in a tense voice.

Of course.

Ren Qingshan said calmly, clearly hearing the rapid breathing of the others, and then laughed, "The biggest problem is that the warehouse is too small, it's almost full, it's driving me crazy."

them:……

Speechless.

"Ren Yaohui! Look at your pathetic self! A mere Silver Blood Warrior, a few tens of thousands of taels of silver, and you can't even keep your heart pure?"

A clear voice suddenly entered Ren Yaohui's ears like a morning bell or a drum. His body trembled abruptly, his eyes filled with shame, and he looked at his sixth uncle with a bitter smile.

"I'm just easily impressed, I've never seen it before, I really haven't."

He saw that his sixth uncle's eyes were calm, and heard his leisurely voice: "We martial artists possess strength, and the Golden and Silver Gates are something we must pass sooner or later. What I control is wealth; only the wealth you can control is yours. If you cannot control it, your family will be confiscated, your entire household will be wiped out, and you will die with your fortune scattered!"

Ren Yaohui took a deep breath, feeling as if his soul had been cleansed, and immediately cupped his hands again: "I, I understand, Sixth Uncle."

The heavy weight on my heart seemed to have been lifted suddenly.

But then a bright yellow key was tossed over.

"You are in charge of the key. Don't go to the martial arts school this month. Stay in the storeroom for a month and don't leave for a moment. Watch the gold and silver flow like water."

"The rice merchant will come to our house every day to check the accounts. You should give him the amount of silver for every land deed he brings over, and record it all in the book."

"When I go out to suppress bandits, I will receive silver afterwards, which will also be recorded."

Upon hearing this, Ren Yaohui caught the cold study key, his Adam's apple bobbing, and he suddenly felt a mountain weighing on his shoulders.

This... this important task is being entrusted to me?

However, seeing the expectant look in his sixth uncle's eyes, Ren Yaohui felt a surge of courage. He gritted his teeth and said tremblingly, "Thank you for your guidance, sixth uncle. I will certainly live up to your mission, remain clear-headed, pass the gold and silver trials, and temper my martial arts character!"

He paused, then continued, "If... if I ever feel greed, I will keep a clear mind and think about the martial arts exam next year, to fight Pang Qingyun; then I will think about passing the exam and becoming a martial arts scholar, bringing honor to my family; then I will think about how my virtue is not commensurate with my wealth, and how my family will be ruined... I will use this to temper my conscience."

Ren Qingshan nodded and smiled.

"You do have some understanding, not bad."

"When you can sit back and watch thousands of riches pass through your hands without your heart becoming as unmoved as a mountain, you will be able to become the head of the family, and I will naturally bestow upon you wealth and honor."

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"Your Majesty, here is a special memorial from Fang Yanping, the magistrate of Huaiyin County, Fengcheng Prefecture, Zhongzhou."

Three thousand miles away, in the capital city, within the palace.

A memorial was placed on the Emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty; it was written by Fang Yanping.

The Great Zhou Emperor appeared to be in his forties, with a robust build, fair complexion, no beard, and a dignified and imposing presence.

All the officials in the court know that His Majesty is diligent in his duties, working from dawn till dusk, and making decisions unilaterally. He even grants special permission for a seventh-rank county magistrate to submit memorials directly to the emperor... He has an extremely strong desire for control.

At this moment, the emperor took the memorial and glanced at it. His eyes flickered slightly, and he immediately began to examine it closely.

Fang Yanping wrote about three things in this fold.

The first item is called "Promoting Grace," the second item is called "Relocating the Wealthy," and the third item is called "Establishing a List."

The three events are interconnected, all concerning the suppression of local powerful clans.

The bestowal of favors lies in transforming the large into the small, and the relocation of the powerful lies in strengthening the weak branches.

As for establishing the ranking list, it was a preparatory measure for two subsequent things: to create a ranking list for martial arts families in the countryside, with a ranking for each county, each prefecture, and each state... using the names as bait to lure local powerful families into their trap.

"This Fang Yanping truly cares about the world!"

The emperor took a sip of tea and smiled at the old eunuch beside him.

Seeing this, the old eunuch knew that His Majesty was in a good mood. However, he didn't know what kind of petition this lowly seventh-rank county magistrate had submitted that could please the emperor so much. He smiled and flattered, "The officials below have worked diligently to share Your Majesty's burdens. This old servant congratulates Your Majesty."

"I do remember him. He was a Juren in the 27th year of Wuying, but his ranking was not high enough to qualify for the palace examination. He spent nearly 20 years in obscurity and only became a minor official of the seventh rank... and he was born to a maid."

The Emperor smiled faintly, a thoughtful look in his eyes.

When reading a memorial, the focus is not only on what the author said, but also on why he said it and what his purpose was.

"Your Majesty's photographic memory is truly astonishing. This old servant vaguely recalls that this person had a reputation for integrity in all his official posts, but his performance evaluations were poor, and he never received a top grade."

The old eunuch followed up with additional information. Having served for many years, his mannerisms had completely taken on the shape of his master.

They showed the memorial to the old eunuch, and the two discussed it for a while, thoroughly investigating Fang Yanping.

Ultimately, the emperor made a decision: "He should first rank Huaiyin, then bestow favors upon the Qian family, and observe the results."

Policies have far-reaching consequences, and a mere memorial to the throne doesn't have that much power; we still need to see the results first.

If Huaiyin County is successfully established, it will be a testament to the Emperor's wise decision, and it will also demonstrate that Xiao Fang is capable of serving.

If it fails, it's just a small county, so it's not a big deal. Xiao Fang will take the blame and bear full responsibility.

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In the fields.

Ren Qingshan looked at the information in the Earth Book.

[Currently owned land: 3989 mu]

[Convertible soil fertility: 1449]

More than half a month has passed since Ren Qingshan took office as the chief constable. He first took stock of his team, then gathered intelligence, and at the same time acquired land. A branch of the grain store also opened... With money, power, and martial arts, the business developed rapidly.

According to intelligence reports from various spies, many small groups of bandits have disappeared since I took office, and trade routes have become much smoother.

Even at Kill Tiger Pass, and on another trade route, "Eight Winds Village," and on the water, "Ghost Waves" have become much more restrained, changing from taking bribes whenever they pass by to committing crimes randomly.

These bandits are all incredibly cunning.

Although it's only a temporary solution, it's not a bad one. As long as the trade routes in Huaiyin County remain open, merchants will be driven by profit and word will spread.

Of course, one's own martial arts cultivation is the most solid foundation.

Now that three meridians have been opened, opening one more will allow him to break through to the Internal Organs Realm, and Ren Qingshan is filled with anticipation.

Earth's fertility, transformation!

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