Dual Transmigration: Starting from being captured and brought to the Hehuan Sect!

A burly, unassuming man was squatting by the roadside tying his shoelaces, casually tossing the chicken bones he'd just finished gnawing on the ground. Before he could even stand up, an older woman strode up to him, pointing her bamboo cane at the ground:

"you!

Chicken bones are being thrown around carelessly!

A fine of five cents!

The rogue monk stood up, his face flushed, fumbled in his pocket for a while, pulled out five coins, offered them with both hands, and repeatedly said:

"I won't do it again next time."

The older woman tore up a parking ticket, shoved it into his hand, and waved it away.

"Next time you litter, the fine will double!"

The rogue cultivator nodded repeatedly and slunk away.

Pei Ziyu watched in amazement, shaking his head and sighing repeatedly:

"Lord Lin, I have been an official for so many years. I no longer litter, and even if I urinate or defecate anywhere, no one can stop me."

These martial arts practitioners are all unruly, but when they come to your Lianhai County, they are more well-behaved than the people of the capital.

What method did you use? Could you teach me?

Lin Mo smiled modestly:

"Lord Pei is too kind."

I have no other choice but to post the rules at the city gate. If someone breaks the rules, they will be punished; if someone disobeys, they will be arrested.

These people, though unruly, weren't fools; after being punished a few times, they naturally became obedient.

Pei Ziyu gave him a meaningful look:

"Being able to establish rules that people accept is a great skill in itself."

Upon arriving at the main hall of the county government, Lin Mo dismissed his attendants, leaving only Pei Ziyu and Lin Mo to sit down.

As soon as the tea was brewed, Pei Ziyu got straight to the point:

"Lin Mo, I've come here for two reasons: first, to visit you, and second, for the divine weapon."

Rumors are spreading like wildfire that your Lianhai County possesses an unparalleled divine weapon capable of killing a top-tier expert with a single strike from hundreds of miles away, and that the Hehuan Sect Master died because of this very thing.

Lin Mo paused slightly, a look of surprise flashing across his face.

This is ridiculous! How did it become a hundred miles? Doesn't that make it a ballistic missile?

He then sighed, put down his teacup, and spoke with a sincere tone tinged with helplessness:

"My lord, to tell you the truth, those are all rumors."

The reason Black Stone Gully was able to win was because the enemy underestimated it, coupled with the terrain advantage. I really don't have the kind of treasure that people say can take the life of a top expert from hundreds of miles away.

The leader of the Hehuan Sect was killed in an internal power struggle among their own people.

Pei Ziyu stared into Lin Mo's eyes for a long time, then picked up her teacup, took a sip, and remained noncommittal.

After a moment of silence, he changed direction:

"Alright, I won't force you to deal with the divine weapon."

But there is one more thing. The imperial court has ordered me to quell the rebellion in Hezhou. I led my troops in two battles in the west, but both were lost.

If this continues, I'm afraid I won't be able to keep my official hat.

"Could I borrow your Flying Tigers for a while?"

"You may not know this, sir."

The Flying Tigers were not the regular army of the imperial court, but a group of local refugees from Lianhai County who voluntarily formed a guard team; to put it bluntly, they were militia.

They will only protect their own small territory in Lianhai County. Sending them out of the county to fight would likely betray the trust placed in them by the higher-ups.

Pei Ziyu's smile faded slightly, and she tapped her fingers lightly twice on the rosewood table.

"That man can't be lent out. But could you lend me a batch of those muskets that can kill from a great distance without needing a fuse?"

Lin Mo shook his head:

"Swords, armor, and armor—I will provide as many as you require, my lord."

The iron armor from Lianhai County is better than that made by the government; I, as a lower official, can decide to allocate these to you, sir.

But muskets...

Please forgive me, sir, but it is truly impossible.

Pei Ziyu stood up abruptly, his face ashen.

"Master Lin!

Have you forgotten how you became this county magistrate?

When Qingxue sent you the letter of recommendation, I immediately appointed you as a county magistrate!

Later, when you were building the city and recruiting soldiers in Lianhai, some people in the court submitted memorials impeaching you, but I suppressed them.

"I'm only asking to borrow a few guns from you, and you're making excuses? Do you even respect me as your superior?"

Lin Mo also stood up, his tone still neither humble nor arrogant, but his posture extremely low:

"My lord, calm down.

It was precisely because I remembered the kindness and support I received from the adults that I volunteered to provide food and equipment.

The officials in charge of the granaries in Cangwu County can use all their resources to support you in suppressing the rebellion;

The best armor and swords in Lianhai County, as many as you, sir, require, I will provide.

But I really cannot lend out men and guns.

Lianhai County has just gained a foothold, and it is now surrounded by江湖人 (jianghu people), pirates, and evil cults, all eyeing it covetously. I am not at ease if the Flying Tigers leave Lianhai for even a day.

Please understand my predicament, sir.

"Difficulties? What difficulties could you possibly have?"

"Your Lianhai County is now more magnificent than Hezhou City, its city walls are higher, and the martial arts practitioners on the streets are more disciplined than the common people of Hezhou City. What difficulties do you have?"

Pei Ziyu flicked his sleeves, turned around, and strode towards the door.

He took a few steps, then stopped, tossing out a sentence without turning his head.

"Lord Lin, you'd better watch yourself."

Lin Mo gave Liu Si a wink, and Liu Si quickly jogged after him.

"Please wait, Lord Pei!"

Here, take this small one!

Take care!

After leaving the county government office, halfway there, Pei Ziyu stopped and turned around to ask Liu Si, who was seeing him off, to arrange a few guest rooms for him to stay for a few days before leaving.

Liu Si dared not delay and immediately booked the best suite at Lianhai Inn for Pei Ziyu and the others.

After Liu Si left, Pei Ziyu stood in the room, staring blankly at the light on the wall and the glass window for a long time. Then he called in the clerk who was with him and whispered a few words to him.

The next day, Pei Ziyu changed into casual clothes and led his men around Lianhai County again.

The blast furnace chimneys of the steel plant were billowing gray smoke, and the roar of the rolling mill crushing steel plates could be heard from afar.

The giant, iron-gray ship in the harbor was loading and unloading seafood, and dockworkers were shouting as they carried boxes of aquatic products onto horse-drawn carts.

In the classroom, a group of children recited multiplication tables with their teacher, their clear voices drifting out from the glass windows.

What alarmed him most was not these things, but the question he had casually asked in the teahouse.

He sat down at a tea stall near the city gate, ordered a pot of coarse tea, chatted for a few words with an old man drinking tea next to him, and then casually asked:

"Brother, what do you think of your county magistrate?"

The old man immediately put down his teacup, and a pious light shone in his cloudy old eyes:

You mean Lord Lin? A god descended to earth!

The old man had lived for over fifty years and had never seen such a good official.

"In the past, Lianhai County was so poor that it couldn't even support its officials; they went hungry nine times out of three. But what happened after Lord Lin arrived?"

He counted on his fingers.

"The first thing to do is to open a soup kitchen, provide meals, and make sure everyone is full."

The second thing is to build roads. Have you used this road yet?

Before, everything was muddy when it rained, but now my shoes don't get wet when I go out in the rain.

The third thing is to build a school. My little grandson can now recite the multiplication tables. Have you ever heard of the multiplication tables?

One times one equals one, two times two equals four…

Several other tea drinkers nearby, hearing the conversation, gathered around and chimed in with their own comments:

"And there are mines!"

"I work in the mine, and I get one tael of silver a month!"

"Did you see that iron ship?"

"No sails, no oars, it runs faster than a fish on the sea!"

"The city lights turn on by themselves as soon as it gets dark; they don't need any oil!"

Everyone chimed in with their own opinions, and finally, an old woman slapped her thigh and summarized:

"Lord Lin is like a god descended to earth to save us! Anyone who speaks ill of Lord Lin, I, this old woman, will be the first to fight them to the death!"

Pei Ziyu held the teacup, a chill creeping into her heart.

They have talent, soldiers, and popular support.

Lianhai County did not ask the imperial court for a single penny, nor did it rely on the imperial court to allocate a single soldier; it was a completely independent kingdom.

What's even more terrifying is that Lin Mo is not afraid to disobey orders at all.

Yesterday at the county government office, he refused to lend troops and guns to his face, his attitude respectful but unyielding.

For a county magistrate to speak to his superior like that, he's either crazy or he holds more leverage than his superior.

Lin Mo is clearly the latter.