Chapter 241 This Damn World

The world is in chaos.

The Great Zhou Dynasty has been developing steadily for more than 5,000 years since its establishment.

But the richer it is, the more greedy it is.

As a dynasty, they will always have a fate that they cannot escape.

That is the collapse of the system.

The emperor is seeking pleasure, incompetent, treacherous ministers are in power, and the common people are hungry and sad.

There are even foreign enemies eyeing them, and there are wars in the border areas all year round.

Internal and external troubles, this is the beginning of the collapse of the dynasty.

It's the fiftieth year since Jiang Mu came to Fuyuan Town.

The court increased taxes, and even the small town could not avoid it.

Therefore, fewer families are willing to send their children to the school to practice, and they are all worried about taxes.

If they only pay according to the taxes designated by the court, then a normal family can still afford it, but the officials are stacked up and take the benefits. It's hard to say when it comes to the lower level.

Things like this don't just happen in Fuyuan Town.

Xue Zhenren's school became deserted until no one came.

A few years later, Fuyuan Town even started conscription.

Every family must have a man to go to the battlefield.

Ordinary people don't like fighting, but there is no way.

If there is no man in the family to go to the battlefield, the tax will increase. If there is a man to join the army, the tax can be reduced appropriately.

So there was a wave of joining the army all over the country.

This is not only for ordinary people, but also for monks.

For ordinary mortals to join the army, the military pay may be just a little money, and for monks to join the army, the military pay is spiritual stones.

But for the monks of the dynasty, the court cannot force them, and the main thing is a volunteer.

Behind every dynasty, there must be countless monks to support it. This is inevitable. If the dynasty collapses, the interests of these monks will be affected, so there are not a few monks who respond to the call.

Xue Zhenren did not choose to join the army.

But he received many letters from other places.

The senders are all students he has taught, all of whom are monks who have entered the Qi Refining Stage.

Under the lights in the lobby, Master Xue carefully read the letters.

He frowned and smiled.

"Join the army? It's good to join the army, you can serve the country."

"If you want to make achievements in the army, it's not impossible. This is the path you choose..."

Master Xue seemed to sigh, "A bunch of stinky boys, don't die in it."

In fact, he didn't like to join the army. What was the court like now? How could it be worthy of their trust and struggle?

"Don't worry, everything will be fine with me in my hometown..."

Master Xue picked up the pen and began to reply to the letters one by one.

He didn't have any other ambitions, he just wanted to protect the peace of one side.

He just often wandered around the town and solved some troubles that ordinary people couldn't solve.

In recent years, there have been more and more refugees, and the world has become chaotic.

There are refugees begging in Fuyuan Town, and there are also troublemakers.

At first, the officials could still manage it, but as the number of refugees increased, they couldn't manage it. m.X520xs.Com

At this time, Master Xue would step forward.

He could only give alms to these refugees, and the only choice was to suppress them.

In the face of this kind of world, what could a small monk like him do?

Refugees are not terrible, but what is terrible is that they become bandits.

Unable to survive, they will naturally become evil.

Bandits lurk in the mountain streams and often plunder villages and towns.

Although Fuyuan Town was also affected, fortunately, Master Xue was there and no one died.

There are more terrible things than bandits. More people died in the mountains, and it is inevitable that some demons will breed.

These demons like to eat people more, and even Fuyuan Town has lost several lives. Although the demons were finally executed by Master Xue, it is still a bad influence.

After all, he can't appear to save people at any time.

Regarding this situation, Master Xue reported to the officials stationed in Fuyuan Town, hoping that the court would send monks to suppress these demons.

The officials stationed in Fuyuan Town also knew Master Xue's ability, so they didn't dare to show their displeasure, and could only say in a humble voice: "Master, it's not that we don't want to, but it's useless to report it. You also know that the court is in a tight war, and the monks have been sent to the front line. Where are the extra ones left for us?"

"How about this, Master, you protect Fuyuan Town, and I can ask the superiors for some rewards for you."

Master Xue shook his head, knowing that this matter would definitely not work out.

It was the end of another year, and the heavy snow this year froze many refugees to death.

This is the 70th year that Jiang Mu came to Fuyuan Town.

There are officials from the court entering Fuyuan Town. They are front-line messengers and informants.

This time they came to post notices, and the content of the notice was which of the people who joined the army in Fuyuan Town died on the battlefield.

This notice is not only for ordinary people, but also for monks who have given their addresses.

Master Xue also stood in the crowd and looked at the notice.

Some of the students he taught chose to join the army, and some of them went out and there was no news.

I think the results of the two waves are similar, I think they are all dead.

After all, he has received fewer and fewer letters in recent years.

This is true.

Most of the students who joined the army became cannon fodder on the battlefield.

The pitiful pension fell into the hands of their relatives.

Although this pension is small, it is still a lot compared to ordinary people.

For a while, the venue became a large-scale crying scene, and many people burst into tears.

However, this was only the first batch. The war was far from being explained. The court started a new round of conscription. There would be many more situations like this in the future.

Under the night light, Master Xue began to read the letter again.

The person who wrote to him this time was a student who survived the battlefield. He said in the letter that he had become a captain of thousands and commanded an army of a thousand men.

Troops like this are composed of monks and warriors. As long as they practice on the battlefield, ordinary people can become kung fu masters.

Although powerful warriors cannot cultivate immortality, they are not much different from ordinary low-level monks.

Therefore, if you want to get ahead in the military, you can only rely on military merit.

The student first briefly told the situation in the military, and then said hello to Master Xuezhen, and asked Master Xuezhen to help take care of his elderly parents in his hometown.

Xuezhen thought carefully and found out that this student's parents died last year, and it seemed that he even participated in the funeral.

He picked up the pen and wrote down the matter. Then he felt it was not clear, so he tore it up and rewrote it.

The death of his parents was never mentioned again.

Another ten years passed by in a hurry, and the student who mentioned in the letter that he wanted Master Xuezhen to help take care of his parents returned to Fuyuan Town.

It is said that he became a minor general and could command an army of five thousand.

What came back was clothes and a waist badge.

But he was still received grandly by local officials.

"This can be regarded as a glorious return to my hometown."

Master Xue wanted to laugh, but he didn't move his lips as he looked at the sallow and thin, listless people of Fuyuan Town.

"This damn world..."

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