From the fake emperor to the concubine

Chapter 493 Double Happiness, Annual Stalactite

"I have no right to interfere. The county magistrate said that if you can't pay the tax, you can come back with me and I will deal with you as I see fit."

The bailiffs responded expressionlessly.

When taxes were first collected.

They may still have some conscience, but after so many years, they have seen so many tragic experiences of the people that they have gradually become numb. After getting used to it, they take it for granted.

As the saying goes, "When a country prospers, the people suffer; when a country perishes, the people suffer." It is nothing more than this.

The village chief looked at the war-like scene in front of him, helpless, and said with mixed feelings of grief and anger: "It would be great if my Wangjia Village could also produce an immortal."

The dynasty stipulated that villages and clans where immortals were born would not have to pay taxes for ten years. Twenty years later, as long as the immortals went to the county government to register, the tax exemption could be extended for another ten years.

Moreover, tax exemption does not just mean tax exemption, but also various miscellaneous responsibilities.

However, in recent years there have been some mysterious people pretending to be immortal cultivators, but without exception, they were discovered when they arrived at the county government office and ended up with their heads and bodies separated.

The law is strict, so no one dares to try it easily.

"Didn't Zheng Yi and Wang Xing go to Qingyun Sect to seek immortality?

Should they become immortal cultivators?"

A glimmer of hope appeared in the eyes of some villagers.

But more villagers shook their heads, feeling that hope was slim.

"It's not that easy to become an immortal cultivator. He is a big shot that even the county magistrate has to welcome in person.

If they were together, wouldn't they have come back a long time ago?
These days, those who go out and never come back are basically considered dead, and only a few can come back. "

When the village chief heard this, the little spark of hope in his heart was extinguished.

When the yamen runners heard the villagers' discussions, their actions, which had just stopped, became more intense again, and even more ferocious than at the beginning, which scared the villagers.

"What are you doing?"

Suddenly, a loud shout was heard.

Wang Xing looked at the scene in front of him.

When he saw what those yamen runners did, his heart tightened at first, but then he remembered his current abilities. A few fireballs would be enough to beat the shit out of these people.

Moreover, although he is a practitioner at the second level of Qi training, he has Zheng Yi and the Wang family of Piaomiao Mountain behind him. The Wang family is backed by an immortal at the foundation-building stage.

With such a backer.

He suddenly felt confident.

Following Wang Xing's shout, the bailiffs all looked at him.

Wang Xing was seen to be covered in dust. Although his clothes were not tattered, he did not look wealthy either. The bailiffs did not think much of it.

"Where did this little kid come from?
Don't interfere with my work!"

One of the bearded yamen runners said impatiently.

The village chief couldn't believe his eyes when he saw Wang Xing. He walked up to Wang Xing with a look of surprise and asked, "You're back. Where's Zheng Yi?

It's not on the way..."

The village chief couldn't say any more.

Wang Xing scratched his head and said to the village chief whom he had always respected, "Grandpa Village Chief, Zheng Yi is fine.

Fellow Daoist Zheng Yi and I have both succeeded in cultivating immortals. Although we have not joined a sect, we have joined a family, and now we can also be considered immortals."

Wang Xing smiled lightly and waved his right hand. A fireball instantly formed in his palm. The scorching temperature forced the village chief in front of him back several steps.

The human body cannot withstand such high temperatures.

Seeing this scene, everyone in Wangjia Village was stunned. Then some people burst into tears and knelt down and shouted, "Wang Dayong's kid became an immortal cultivator after he went out!"

"Greetings to the Immortal! Greetings to the Immortal!"

"Hahaha, our Wang Village has produced an immortal!"

Not only the villagers, but even the yamen runners who had been so arrogant just now were frightened.

He hurriedly knelt down and kowtowed, and the sound of his kowtows filled the air.

"What on earth are you here for?"

Wang Xing walked forward and asked in a fierce voice.

The bearded yamen runner quickly replied in a flattering manner: "In reply to the immortal master, we are here to collect taxes under the order of the county master.

But now you're here.

You don’t have to pay this tax.”

Done.

He glared at the yamen runner beside him and shouted, "Hurry up and return the grain and the copper coins you just collected! Wangjia Village will belong to the Immortal Master from now on!"

The bailiffs woke up as if from a dream.

They hurriedly followed his instructions, and Wangjia Village finally settled down.

"Okay, I'll go to the county government office tomorrow to fill out the roster."

Wang Xing said impatiently.

"Yes, Master Immortal."

The bailiffs continued to respond in a flattering manner.

Wait until the bailiffs leave.

The villagers then surrounded Wang Xing.

“Second Aunt, this is the magical rice I brought from the Immortal Cultivation Family. Eating it can prolong your life.

If it were sold outside, this small bowl would probably fetch several hundred taels of gold."

Wang Xing said uncertainly.

After all, he had heard the Wang family members mention it before.

These words shocked the Second Aunt in front of him.

Hundreds of taels of gold, this is something a village woman like her could never dream of.

As Wang Xing took out one good thing after another, the villagers all smiled happily, and they all felt that Wangjia Village was going to become rich.

Finally, Wang Xing came to the village chief.

He said: "Grandpa Village Chief, this is what Zheng Yi brought for you, and there is also a martial arts method, which says that after you practice it, you will not only live a hundred years.

He can also fight against a hundred people alone.

These are pills for you to help you practice your skills, as well as some for healing injuries and detoxification."

Wang Xing said as he spoke.

Finally, he took out a large box, ten feet wide, from the storage bag.

When the box was opened, it was filled with all kinds of gold and silver jewelry and gold jewelry. Any one of them was enough to buy the entire Wangjia Village.

Seeing this, the village chief couldn't believe it. After a long while, he slowly came to his senses and said with emotion: "They are promising. The children are promising."

As for why Zheng Yi didn't come back, Wang Xing had just explained it to him.

Soon, the news that an immortal had appeared in Wangjia Village spread like wildfire.

Wang Xing went to the county government office to fill out the roster.

He was sent out respectfully by the county magistrate, and the matter became known to everyone in the surrounding area.

Villagers from the surrounding areas came to Wangjia Village one after another to flatter the Wang Xing family. Some gave gifts, some wanted to become relatives, and many matchmakers brought girls to the village.

But Wang Xing looked down on any of them.

After all, no one can compare to the beautiful wife he has at home, and he is already married and has children.

Hearing these things, Wang Dayong was so happy that he couldn't stop smiling.

Wang Xing stayed at home for more than a month.

Before leaving.

He said: "I will be able to come back next year and stay longer."

"I will bring my daughter-in-law and grandson to you."

Wang Xing did not say that he was currently married into the woman's family, and he was still thinking that one day he could become a formal son-in-law.

As long as he can become a true spiritual plant master, he will have this kind of treatment, just like Zheng Yi has an exclusive status after becoming an alchemist.

Wang Xing felt that he did have some understanding of farming.

Quite confident in becoming a spiritual plant master.

"Okay, I'm glad you're back. Your business is the most important."

Wang Dayong said with a look of relief.

This time.

He truly felt the wealth and prosperity brought by his son, and no one dared to bully his family anymore.

……

At the Piaomiao Mountain King’s house.

Master Zhang returned after nearly a year, and the news caused quite a stir.

After Master Zhang came back and rested for a few days, he personally called Zheng Yi to his side. Master Zhang's courtyard was located within the Wang family's clan territory, which was much safer than where they usually lived, and was covered by the real Wang family's protective formation.

Zheng Yi walked into the yard.

In front of me is a private school, which is antique and full of the atmosphere of scholars, but the smell of alchemy is not strong.

Because the Alchemy Pavilion specially arranged the best private room for Master Zhang, there was no need to set up a place for alchemy at home.

Looking at the private school.

Zheng Yi thought to himself that Master Zhang must have been a scholar before he entered the world of immortal cultivation.

Before Master Zhang showed up, a beautiful woman with graceful steps and wearing a pink palace skirt embroidered with exquisite patterns of mandarin ducks playing in the water walked slowly to Zheng Yi.

Seeing this, Zheng Yi hurriedly bowed and said, "Student greets Master's wife."

"Good boy, get up."

The beautiful woman looked at Zheng Yi with kind eyes, smiled slightly, and briefly entertained him.

Not long after, Master Zhang came over.

“I have heard about you.

During the time I was away, you not only refined the Soul-Nourishing Pill, but also broke through to the third level of Qi Refining. Your spiritual root qualifications are also the best among the lower grades, and you are only one step away from the middle grade.

In this way, the spiritual root repair item I found for you, the Hundred-Year-Old Stalactite, can come in handy."

As Master Zhang spoke, his face was full of smiles.

He took something out from his sleeve and placed it in a small white jade bottle.

The white jade bottle is transparent and is carefully made of colored glaze. Through the bottle body, you can clearly see the wonderful stalactite liquid inside.

"Thank you Master Zhang."

Zheng Yi bowed in thanks.

With this stalactite, others thought it was repairing his spiritual roots, but for Zheng Yi it was actually a restoration.

The promotion from low-grade spiritual roots to medium-grade spiritual roots is an all-round improvement, including the spiritual roots that Zheng Yi had obtained before, which can basically be repaired and perfected.

"My boy, if you slack off in your practice during my absence, this stalactite may not fall into your hands.

Fortunately, you worked hard and achieved success yourself."

Master Zhang said with a smile, he is quite a teacher.

Zheng Yi listened respectfully.

At this moment, regardless of his level of cultivation, the elder in front of him was worthy of his respect just for his kindness towards him.

"Don't leave later, stay at my house tonight.

If you accept me as your teacher, don’t refuse.”

Master Zhang said.

Zheng Yi smiled calmly and said, "It is what I wish for. Since the elders have given me this gift, I dare not refuse it."

Seeing Zheng Yi being so gentle and polite, Master Zhang became more and more satisfied.

The way he looked at Zheng Yi seemed to no longer regard him as an ordinary student, but as a family member.

At this moment, behind the curtain beside the lobby.

There is an isolation formation that is difficult to detect with ordinary detection techniques.

Behind the curtain, in addition to the beautiful woman sitting on the armchair, there is also a pretty and clever girl, who is like a smaller version of the middle-aged beautiful woman.

“What do you think?

This is the one your father is most optimistic about among the many students he has taught in the Wang family.

This time, we spent half of our family savings to find this stalactite for him.

When he develops a mid-grade spiritual root, and not just any mid-grade one, it should be considered a top-grade spiritual root. It should not be a big problem for him to break through to the seventh level of Qi training in the future.

After you marry him, you will surely not be wronged.

Zheng Yi treated everyone in the Wang family gently and politely, and was even more considerate to his wife.

As elders, we can rest assured.”

The beautiful woman said slowly.

The girl's name is Zhang Qingmiao.

Hearing this, her cheeks flushed and she said shyly, "Everything is up to my parents."

This statement already showed that she agreed.

The beautiful woman was stunned at first.

Then she looked through the curtain at the young man who was chatting with her husband in the hall with a neither humble nor arrogant expression.

thought.

If I were young and faced with such a person, I would definitely not refuse.

In many cases, appearance is indeed an unexpected trump card.

"Then it's settled."

The beautiful woman smiled faintly, which made the little daughter in the house shy again.

That night, Zheng Yi and Master Zhang and his wife drank a lot of wine.

When he woke up, Zheng Yi was already in the side room of Master Zhang's house.

After washing up, having breakfast.

I saw one more person in front of the hall.

Teacher Zhang introduced: "This is my little girl, Zhang Qingmiao.

Although she learned some alchemy techniques from me, her comprehension ability is average, and now she is learning the art of talismans.

Although they are only low-grade spiritual roots, you young people should still have good contact with each other."

Master Zhang spoke slowly, with extraordinary enthusiasm.

Zheng Yi smiled indifferently, already understanding the teacher's implication, but he did not refuse.

The more women.

The greater the effect of his own skills, the more powerful it will be. Moreover, the daughter of Master Zhang in front of him also has spiritual roots.

This way.

Wouldn’t it be possible for his spiritual roots’ repair speed to be improved to a higher level?

Master Zhang didn't just give him a bottle of stalactite, he clearly gave him a great treasure.

Thinking of this, Zheng Yi's eyes gradually brightened and he looked at Zhang Qingmiao with full satisfaction.

Seeing Zheng Yi staring at Zhang Qingmiao, Master Zhang smiled gently and coughed like an old father to remind Zheng Yi.

Zheng Yi finally came to his senses and apologized quickly.

The beautiful woman standing by saw this and nodded secretly, thinking that this kind of interaction between men and women was exactly the way couples should get along harmoniously in the future.

After breakfast, Zheng Yi left in a hurry.

Naturally, the sooner you use stalactites, the better.

When Zheng Yi left.

The figure was as graceful as a swimming dragon, and the elegant posture amazed Zhang Qingmiao.

Zhang Qingmiao just stared blankly.

Seeing this, Master Zhang said unhappily, "When you get married, you'll be able to see it day and night. You'll get tired of it eventually."

It is a good thing for a daughter to get married.

I still want to marry a student I like, but I haven’t gotten married yet.

His old father was already a little reluctant.

"Dad, my daughter doesn't have that."

Zhang Qingmiao lowered his head again, feeling very shy.

A girl's thoughts cannot be seen through so easily, so she still has to remain reserved.