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In the first year of Kaiyuan, Dark Moon City, as Chenxi’s first reform pilot, officially started the census.

The old woman knelt on the ground and cried: "The Jiang family in the south of the city, the year before last, I levied my third son as a private soldier, and promised to give the family fifty taels of silver each year.

But these three years have passed,

I have never received a couple of silver dollars. It is pitiful. The first son of my family was recruited by the Zhou family. Unfortunately, he died outside the Great Wall. There were no bones left and he could not return to his hometown.

My son was expropriated from the family five years ago, and when he was escorting the caravan, he was beheaded in the wild by bandits. I recognize all these, the old woman, at least he died in the righteousness of the family and the country.

But my third son was expropriated when he was only sixteen years old. It has been three years now. I won’t talk about money for the time being, but there is no information. Poor old woman, my husband went early and left three. My son asked me to raise up, but there is no trace of it.

grown ups,

You have to be the master for me."

In Chenxi's early years, the system of prefectures and counties was implemented, and the imperial capital sent officials to govern the locality.

Although it is said that there is no centralization of power, so that the local ladles have great autonomy, captive private soldiers, and promulgate various harsh laws.

Take Zhengding as an example. At first, three men were drawn one pen, but later evolved into three men's two pennies.

The war of the country preceded the righteousness, and it did not provoke complaints from the people. After all, there is a country first and then a family. If the country does not exist, the family can be complete.

But these three men draw three, but they have never heard of it. If they hadn't heard the cry of the old woman today, I am afraid that no one would have thought that the princess would have such incidents that violated the law.

The master book next to me recorded the name of the old woman in the book. Seeing this, Ouyang helped the old woman and asked: "It's Zhang Yangming, isn't it?"

"Yes, pity my son was just an adult when I went."

The old woman's nose and tears were touching.

Jiang family in the south of the city, Ouyang remembered this name. Jiang family was a member of the old chamber of commerce in Darkmoon City and mastered a passage to the west.

The family member Ding Xingwang is an out-and-out rich man, and of course it was also the top of the wall a few days ago. If Li Ruoyu had not returned in time and suppressed the turmoil initiated by the Alchemy Association by Gu Liancheng, I am afraid that they would have already been in chaos.

"It's really a bunch of guys who don't know good or bad."

Ouyang's face was pale, he clenched his fist, bowed to the old woman in front of him, and said, "Old man, I will definitely seek justice for you."

"Thank you, my lord, thank you, my lord." The old woman leaned over and bowed.

...

As the census unfolded, more and more problems began to be exposed, not only in the old woman's house, but also in the small merchants or common people's houses in Darkmoon City.

Along the way, Ouyang's face became more and more ugly.

The biggest problem is the disappearance case.

According to the statistics of random inspections, Dark Moon City should have a permanent population of about 300,000, but this census in just one day revealed that at least a thousand people were missing.

Either he was conscripted into private soldiers, or he escorted a caravan to die in a foreign land.

Will it really die so many?

He didn't believe it.

Ouyang stood on the spot, shaking his body, and only felt a little tired. The owner walked into the room with a basin of cold water. Seeing his tired face, he could not help but persuade him: "Master Ouyang, wash your face, don’t get tired. Body."

Ouyang nodded, holding the water and pouring it on his face. The cold water instantly restored his spirit a lot, and at the same time, his upset thoughts became clear.

Thinking of today's investigation, he felt uneasy in his heart.

The private soldiers in Dark Moon City are already huge enough to threaten the stability of the entire city, and their numbers are almost equal to the regular troops stationed in Dark Moon City.

This is no small matter.

A thought flashed across his mind, saying: "You continue the census, and I want to go back to the new city."

The master book was taken aback, and said: "Did you notice anything?"

Ouyang turned his head, looked at him meaningfully, and asked, "What did you say?"

The master book noticed the failure, and hurriedly closed his mouth, shook his head, and said: "The subordinates are just worried about the adult's body. "

"It doesn't get in the way."

Ouyang raised his hand and said, "Go down."

The master book lowered his head, said yes, closed the door and walked out.

Soon after he left, Ouyang walked twice in the house, his eyes flashed with a cold light, and he raised his hand to make a few rhythmic noises in front of the door.

After a while, I saw Lao Liu collapsed from the dark.

The old Liu Qi was not good-looking, and he was honest and honest. It seemed that there was no difference between the ordinary people. When he walked on the street, no one would look at him.

It is rumored among the people that the secret service agency of the ruler of Old Liu, Dark Moon City, specializes in assassination and obscure missions, but has never seen its true colors.

Old Liu walked into the room, took a sip of tea, and said, "What's the matter?"

Upon seeing this, Ouyang undisguised what he saw and heard what happened today.

After listening, Old Liu smiled and said, "So, these powerful and powerful, they hide a lot of private soldiers in violation of the regulations?"

"Presumably so."

"They are really not afraid of death."

Old Liu paced in the house and said, "No, you must tell the son right away about this matter. If you don't check it out, I'm afraid there will be trouble in the future."

He realized the seriousness of the matter and didn't dare to delay any time. After drinking his tea, he planned to get up and report the news to the new city.

Ouyang was silent for a moment, stopped him, and said, "No, just ask someone to send a message back. You can't call the people around me and ask you to do it."

"mosquito?"

"Ok."

Ouyang nodded and whispered softly: "If you or I voluntarily, I am afraid that I will startle the snake, this will be bad.

In addition, help me to check Mao's master book, I feel something is wrong with him."

"Mao Xiong?"

"Yes."

"Impossible." Old Liu scratched his skull and said, "I've seen this person. He is considered to be the first batch of veterans in our new city. He has always been loyal to the son. If not, he would not be promoted by Master Liu so quickly. To the location of the main book."

That man, Old Liu, had an impression, and he was pretty good.

"You can't look good, before you came, I had a brief conversation with him..." With that, Ouyang repeated their conversation.

Old Liu's expression changed and he patted the table and cursed: "Dog-like girl, this guy who eats inside and out, it's okay. Throw it back. You are giving him a few political lessons for him to reflect on. If there is a problem... "

Speaking of this, Lao Liu made a gesture of wiping his neck and shouted: "I will save him on the spot."

"Remember not to miss the wind."

"I know."

Old Liu put down the cup and opened the door, like a flexible civet cat, disappearing into the twilight in a blink of an eye.