I can see the book of life and death

In the Wang family, the rare heavy snow has covered the entire Jianyi with a layer of silvery white, giving it a unique flavor.

There were many young masters at home, so they ordered their servants to bring out the stove and put a copper pot on it.

Stewing a pot of delicious mutton soup, in the cold weather, wearing a mink fur, admiring the snow scenery that has been rare in the south for many years.

There is a man with great literary talents who can also recite poems and write poems on this day. He invites three or five friends to have a garden party together.

Wang Lanxin, the head of the Wang family, picked up the carefully made Langhao pen that cost more than ten taels of silver to purchase, and slowly wrote the word "Jing" on the rice paper that was whiter than snow.

After finishing writing, the housekeeper who had been standing behind carefully reported the recent situation.

"The heavy snow came suddenly. Many mud-legged people did not prepare supplies for the winter. Many people came to the city to borrow money to make ends meet. My servant carefully inspected it and lent it to those who had the ability to repay..."

"No one can afford to pay back, right?"

The housekeeper felt something in his heart. Although Wang Lanxin spoke softly, it sounded like thunder in his ears.

The previous housekeepers had left quietly. Although Wang Lanxin was a gentle man and liked to recite poetry, he was not merciless at all.

"No, no, it's all been inspected and mortgaged. We have several acres of thin farmland at home. If we can't afford it, it would be better..."

"Then choose the better one."

"ah?"

The housekeeper was stunned, but Wang Lanxin did not answer. Instead, he looked at the snowy scene outside the window and praised with a smile: "Auspicious snow heralds a good year, what a heavy snow!"

Some are happy, some are worried.

The servants in the house were running around non-stop, and in the distance a few young men were reciting poems, drinking and having fun among the pavilions, making a lot of noise.

Several women who had not left the pavilion were wearing white fur, laughing and enjoying the snow in the day.

Wang Lan didn't care about all this, he only felt it was noisy.

He just wished that the heavy snow would last another ten days and a half. By then, the Wang family would be able to reap a huge harvest, which would be better than a huge flood.

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All related matters came to an end, and Zhang Mingtu felt inexplicably at ease.

My heart felt empty for a moment, and I felt a little confused.

The first marrow cleansing and blood transfusion has been completed. If you continue to practice, you will need a large amount of meat and medicine to replenish your qi and blood and strengthen your muscles and bones. Only then can you do another round of muscle-strengthening, bone-forging, and marrow cleansing.

The Bazhen Decoction and Siwu Decoction given by the old tiger demon no longer have much effect.

The Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva's Original Vow Sutra can not only resolve the resentment of resentful souls, but also absorb the essence between heaven and earth through practice.

The two go hand in hand and can be carried out at the same time.

But just absorbing the essence of heaven and earth, without external interference, will take a long time.

Even if you practice normal practice for ten years, you may not be able to accumulate enough energy to cleanse your marrow and exchange blood.

Tibetans Tu felt free for a while.

With nothing to do, Zhang Mingtu helped cook in a restaurant for a long time.

The business in the restaurant is not very lively, there are not many people and there are not many things to do. After finishing the work, I really have nothing to do.

Walking in the streets and alleys, I felt a little confused for a moment. I walked around in circles and came to the embankment of Jianyi.

The river is surging, the waves are endless, and it also has a unique fishy smell.

It snowed heavily yesterday and it is quite cold on the river today, but there are still fishing boats on the river casting nets to catch fish.

There are also women picking screws and river mussels by the river.

It was freezing cold, their cheeks were all red from the cold, and their exposed palms were like stubby radishes.

It is quite difficult to fish or hunt in winter, so screws, mussels and the like that were not eaten in the past are also dug up and brought home. Instead of eating them themselves, they smash them and use them to feed chickens and ducks.

There were not many seasonings during this period, and there was especially a lack of oil and water. In later generations, the best-selling late-night snack was king screws, but now it is almost unpalatable when made.

It tastes fishy and doesn't have much oil or water. Many seasonings to remove the seasoning are quite expensive and not rich in substance.

Even if I am very hungry, I find it difficult to swallow such food.

Zhang Mingtu watched the man by the river working for a while and then had to rest on the spot, trembling and shivering all over, using his own body heat to maintain some body temperature.

Zhang Mingtu, who has received higher education, knows the principle, which is that the skeletal muscles are shaking, allowing the body to heat itself to resist the cold weather outside.

I understand the principle, but Zhang Mingtu now finds it difficult to empathize with it. After successful marrow cleansing and blood transfusion, he will be free from all diseases and protected from water and fire.

For ordinary people, such weather is quite unbearable. For Zhang Mingtu, he just felt that there was a slight wind outside and it was two points cooler than usual.

On the wooden bridge not far away, many residents from outside Jianyi City dragged wood from the mountains and forests.

In the freezing weather, there was a need to make fires for cooking in the city, so they collected wood from the mountains and forests in order to earn a few copper coins.

Zhang Mingtu watched like this for half a day. Most of the residents coming and going were sallow and thin, with sad faces. There was not much expression on their faces. They were all frozen by the cold weather.

"This is not Jiangnan at all."

Zhang Mingtu sighed.

He has really seen the scene of the prosperous age. In the prosperous age, he still longed to travel to the ends of the world with a sword and perform chivalry and justice.

He also dared to help an old man in the elevator, causing his own death, but he did not have too many worries in his heart.

If you are proven to have acted bravely, the government will provide subsidies, and your parents and the elderly at home will also receive preferential treatment, so you don’t need to worry too much.

Now there is a real opportunity to act chivalrously and righteously. The place is full of people who want him to stand out, and the place is full of people who are struggling for food and clothing and survival.

With a body of martial arts, he can be considered outstanding among Jianyi.

But Zhang Mingtu stood on the bank of the river, feeling a little confused.

"Can I save this world? Can I change it?"

The woman on the riverside was freezing to death, the man dragging wood on the wooden bridge was gnashing his teeth and exerting all his strength, his body was crumbling. The man fishing in the river jumped into the river shirtless in the heavy snow in order to drag the net...

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"A land of plenty, a prosperous age..."

Zhang Mingtu shook his head, feeling sullen in his heart.

He walked from the embankment to the bridge and gave the man a hand. After the man crossed the bridge, he praised him a lot and was so grateful that he insisted on giving Zhang Mingtu a bundle of firewood.

He pulled out a slender stick from the firewood and walked slowly to the riverside.

Shaking his hands, he plunged into the river and pulled out a crucian carp that was more than a foot long.

Let the woman who picked up shells and screws by the river marvel.

Zhang Mingtu casually tied up two more fish and gave them all to the woman, which surprised the woman.

However, he did not refuse and just asked Zhang Mingtu to leave his name.

She said that the weather would get warmer in the coming day and her man would catch a big fish and send it to Zhang Mingtu's house.

Zhang Mingtu laughed it off.

He didn't doubt that this woman would break her promise.

There are many heroes in the land of Yanzhao, and there are no less concessions in Jiangnan, and there is also a lot of heroism.

"This world is really going to change."

"You have to at least give it a try, right?"

Zhang Mingtu thought to himself, feeling more and more that it was a wise move to send the Jianyi investigation report to Xingguo County.

But what he has to do should be more than that. Since he didn't see it, that's fine. If he sees it, he still has to try to change it.

Many people don't care, but the man who does his best to collect firewood and sell it in the city does, the woman who picks up shells by the river cares, and the man who holds the fishing net in the winter does.

Zhang Mingtu also cares a little.