Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 12034

Hangcheng.

The passageway was brightly lit, with oil lamps placed at intervals on both sides, indicating that it was regularly maintained.

"They're still using oil lamps, while the capital city already has electric lights."

Mo Anbai curled his lip, somewhat disdainfully.

"It will happen sooner or later. The new technologies in the Beijing Science and Technology Park will take time to be promoted. Just wait a little longer, and everything will be available in the Jiangnan area."

Luo Xingchen said calmly.

"In my opinion, the biggest obstacle is those gentry families, especially the so-called four major families... They are conservative and view everything with old-fashioned perspectives."

Mo Anbai was actually dissatisfied. For a descendant of the Mo family like herself, it was better to keep the technology updated and improved so that she could learn the latest technology in Hangzhou, Jiangnan.

Now that she wants to learn, she has to go to the capital in person, which adds a lot of trouble.

She won't leave Luo Xingchen's side now... Without Luo Xingchen's financial support, where would she get the money to make those puppets? Just buying materials and researching energy stones would bankrupt her.

"Things will change in the future; we'll take it one step at a time."

Ziyan spoke slowly.

The biggest problem in Jiangnan is insufficient tax collection. Only about 50% to 60% of the taxes that are officially collected can be collected, not to mention the vast majority of taxes that are hidden.

To reform the tax system, the first step is to regulate the various gentry families in Jiangnan.

"We're almost there."

Luo Xingchen looked up and said.

A glimmer of light appeared ahead, a light coming from the outside world.

Typically, the exit of such a secret passage is disguised by building artificial hills in the courtyard of the destination.

There must be air vents connecting to the outside world to keep the air in the tunnel fresh.

In addition, drainage issues must be considered.

If drainage is not done properly, water will flow everywhere when it rains, and the underground channels will not be able to stay dry, which will also lead to the growth of viruses.

"Yes, the exit is just ahead."

Ziyan nodded.

Upon reaching the front, they were met with a solid wall.

But for most people, this was commonplace, given their experience; the ends of secret passages were often disguised in various ways.

Ziyan then took out a key.

First, feel around on the wall and press down. A brick slowly protrudes, revealing a notch inside.

And inside the notch is a keyhole.

"This is quite well done; it's difficult to crack using typical brute-force methods," Mo Anbai observed and said.

"Why is it so hard to crack? Just drill a hole in the wall, right?" Luo Xingchen raised an eyebrow.

“No, if you try to force your way through this wall, any force beyond what is expected will cause a large boulder to fall from behind, completely sealing off the front and trapping you in this secret passage.”

Mo Anbai explained.

"That's exactly how it's designed... If the mechanism is triggered, not only will the area in front of it close, but several nearby exit and escape routes will also be blocked, making it very difficult to get out."

Purple Smoke Road.

She had already put the key in, and after opening it, she gently pushed it open, and a door cracked open in the wall.

The group quickly came out and found that they were in a courtyard. They were standing at the bottom of an artificial hill, which was a cave. If they walked out, they could exit the artificial hill.

After leaving the artificial hill area, the view suddenly opened up, with pavilions and towers all around, resembling a garden.

"The gardens in Jiangnan are all excellent. I envy this courtyard every time I come here. That old bastard Yuan Jinhuang is living a good life." Yan Huang smacked his lips, stretched, and the anxious look on his face had disappeared.

"Maybe they've had too many good days, and now they're doomed."

Yan Huang curled his lip and glanced around.

By this time, the sun had already set, and there were still some wisps of clouds on the horizon. Red lanterns lit up in the courtyard, and a martial artist with a sword was pacing back and forth in front of them.

Some people spotted Ziyan and her group immediately.

But Ziyan and the others never intended to make any cover-up.

Ziyan took out a token and flashed it in front of the martial artists.

"Where is Yin Gusi? Why didn't she come to greet us?" Ziyan frowned slightly.

"Reporting to you, sir, Sect Leader Yin just left on business. She said she would be back soon," the martial artist in blue robes said cautiously as he stepped forward and bowed.

"Okay, let's wait for her."

Ziyan nodded and waved for them to leave and get back to work.

Who is Yin Gusi?

Luo Xingchen asked.

"Yin Gusi is the sect leader of Nan Dou Sect. Yuan Jinhuang has actually stepped down from the position of sect leader for some time now, and Yin Gusi is his last disciple. She has received all the true teachings and is one of the young master martial artists in Hangzhou. She is only about thirty years old."

Ziyan explained.

Given the current state of the incomplete rules of heaven and earth, being able to enter the Grandmaster realm in one's thirties through one's own abilities is already an extremely outstanding achievement.

Luo Xingchen understood this as well; his father, Luo Fengtang, had also become a grandmaster in his early thirties.

A grandmaster needs to hone their spiritual realm and martial prowess, comprehend the laws, and use unparalleled sharpness to break through that gate. Such a person has an extremely firm will and will not be easily swayed by ordinary words.

"That girl Yin Gusi became the sect leader? Is that even possible?" Yan Huang had a different opinion and seemed somewhat surprised.

"What? She's the strongest. If she doesn't become the sect leader, who will?" Ziyan asked in surprise.

“You don’t understand. The position of sect leader involves too many things. That girl Yin Gusi is a pure martial artist. She is extremely passionate and devoted to her fists, and she doesn’t care about worldly affairs,” said Yan Huang.

“I think you don’t understand. The deputy sect leader handles all the mundane affairs. She only needs to show her face and keep order. There’s no need for her to do anything. I think Yuan Jinhuang made the right choice.”

"We can't just leave it at all," Yan Huang shook his head.

Just as the two were arguing for a few moments, a figure drifted in from outside.

They walked over, but their footsteps made no sound at all, as if they were floating in the air.

"Sister Ziyan, I'm here."

To Luo Xingchen's surprise, the girl in front of him was a green-clad girl with a ponytail. Her round face was innocent and not aggressive at all, and she didn't look thirty years old at all. She looked at most sixteen or seventeen years old.

But judging from her unfathomable strength, she seems to be that Yin Gusi.

"Grandpa Yan Huang, you've come too?" The girl in green looked at Yan Huang and her eyes lit up with surprise.

"Girl, I'm here. Is your master really dead?" Yan Huang asked impatiently.

"real."

She then turned her gaze to Ziyan, "Sister Ziyan, who are these two?"

“They are my good friends and special envoys of the imperial court. They are all on our side. You can say whatever you want without any reservations.”

Ziyan then explained the identities and origins of Luo Xingchen and Mo Anbai.

"Everyone, please come to the front hall and sit down to rest for a while."

Yin Gusi then led everyone through the side door to the front hall.

There was hardly anyone there, only two guards standing at the door, white strips of cloth wrapped around the pillars, and a mahogany coffin placed in the front hall.