Immortal Mansion Royal Beast

In the coming year, on the 70th anniversary of the founding of the Qingyuan Sect, more refugees emerged in the territories within the Qingyuan Alliance.

In a newly resettled village, a young disciple wearing the Qingyuan Sect costume looked at the hungry people queuing up in front to receive porridge. They were all sallow and thin, and their clothes were ragged. Unbearable flashed in his eyes. He turned around and asked Yu, the head of the Yu family next to him. All over the city:

"Is this the fourth batch this spring? Do you still have enough food?"

Yu Mancheng is a monk in the late stage of Qi training and the leader of the largest cultivation family within dozens of miles in this area. This place is far away from the Qingyuan Sect and is considered the edge of the Qingyuan Alliance.

It is precisely because of the intersection with the territories of other forces that more and more refugees are coming to his place. Since the war between the eight major forces in Baishan, a lot of mortals have been pouring in here every year.

For these mortals, Yu Mancheng received a mixed order of transshipment and local resettlement after reporting to the Qingyuan Sect. Most of them were taken inland by people sent by the Qingyuan Sect. Only the newly arrived mortals, After staying with him for half a year and observing his character, he will be eligible to go to the hinterland of the Qingyuan Alliance.

Listening to Qingyuan Sect disciple Zhao Gong's question, Yu Mancheng said worriedly:

"This is the fourth batch. It's just the beginning of spring, and so many people have come. I think the number is more than in previous years. Logically speaking, it shouldn't be. Except when the war first started, the number of people who came in was the largest. This year's.

There is still enough food to eat, so I changed part of the spiritual rice field in the family spiritual field into a spiritual field for planting mortal rice. Using the spring breeze to transform into rain, I can harvest three times a month. The harvested rice still has a trace of spiritual energy, which is very resistant to hunger. , there is no problem in feeding thousands of people. "

Zhao Gong nodded with satisfaction and promptly promised:

"Don't worry, Patriarch Yu, I won't let you suffer any loss. The alliance will make up for your losses. You'll be fine once you get through this period."

"I hope so, but don't we tighten our borders? What if we wait until these families are finished and ask us for people? We have worked hard to raise them for seven or eight years in vain, and in the end, the Great Zhou Dynasty As soon as the academy opens its mouth, everything will be returned."

Yu Mancheng vented his dissatisfaction in a low voice. He had figured out Zhao Gong's temper and knew that he would not be angry because of these words, so he just said what he wanted.

Zhao Gong was indeed not angry, and a firm look appeared on his face:

"The patriarch of the sect said, do good deeds without worrying about the future. It affects the life and death of hundreds of thousands of people. If we can, we should take care of it more. People's hearts are made of flesh. Even if these mortals are willing to migrate back after the war, we will If we don't stop them, it would be nice for them to miss us, which is better than anything else."

Looking at Zhao Gong's appearance, Yu Mancheng felt a little confused and couldn't understand why the disciples of Qingyuan Sect in recent years were so full of ideals.

He is an authentic Baishan man, and he is willing to do anything only when he sees benefits. He is disgusted by such lies as talking about his own good.

It is true that the benefits are in his own hands. He cannot understand why the Qingyuan Sect does these thankless things. You can say that these mortals will belong to the Qingyuan League in the future, but under the patriarchal legal system of the Great Zhou Academy , without the nod of the sect leader, he can tell you to leave with just one sentence. In the end, what does the Qingyuan Sect want? Is it just for a good reputation?

But Patriarch Fang Qingyuan is willing to go crazy, and his subordinates' subordinates' subordinates can only obey orders. Anyway, every spirit stone he spends will be rewarded in the alliance, so he doesn't care anymore.

"It's just that there are not enough grains and cattle, there are too many people, and there is not enough land for planting. We can't keep them all the time. It's better to let them support themselves."

Seeing that Zhao Gong was in a good mood, Yu Mancheng raised his own difficulties. Refugees from the outside world kept coming, and they brought their families with them, which was a burden. His place was not a prosperous place, and there were not so many jobs for people to do. They can only be allowed to farm, but the land is scarce and there are many people. One person can't even get enough land to get one acre. How can one person be fed on this small amount of land.

Expecting their spiritual fields to produce food to support them is okay in the short term, but how can it be done in the long run? Although there are subsidies from the alliance, they are also busy with cultivation, so how can they have the energy to take care of these things all the time.

"I will report this matter to the sect. The situation this year is special. It is estimated that a big change has occurred in that place. Thank you for your hard work, Master Yu. You will be busy for a few months. When the situation stabilizes, everything will be fine. At the moment, I can release some The D-level mission is to let the monks build houses and farm fields for these mortals, first to replace the cattle. In addition, the new cattle cultivated by the sect will soon enter the market, and I will apply for a few more when the time comes."

"It seems that's all it can do, huh? What is that person doing?"

Zhao Gong followed Yu Mancheng's fingers and saw a tall man grabbing porridge from a woman's bowl.

Seeing this scene, Zhao Gong's face turned cold. He flew to the place where the porridge was being given, pushed the man away with a wave of his hand, and sat down on the ground.

"What are you doing? Don't you know robbery is a capital crime?"

The man grabbing the porridge was tall, but horribly thin, with all his ribs visible. He sat on the ground, and when he saw Zhao Gong, an immortal master with red face and white teeth, he immediately kowtowed, and then choked back with sobs:

"The villain was confused for a moment. This woman was my friend on the way to escape. I took care of her a lot along the way. In order to find food for her, I almost killed a zombie. I thought she would get my sincerity in return.

But as soon as she arrived here, this woman was listed by a local steward, saying that the villain could not give her what she wanted. The villain knew that he could not keep her, so he chose to let her go, but he had to pay me back for the food he had eaten along the way. She, a woman, had more porridge in her bowl than a man like me. I couldn't stand it, so I stepped forward to argue, and a dispute ensued."

Zhao Gong heard a black line, it was all bullshit, but the man said it was full of grievances, and it didn't sound like a lie.

But listening to one's ears would be dark, so he asked about the woman. Under the pressure of Zhao Gong's powerful spiritual consciousness, this slightly plump woman did not dare to lie. What she said was very different from this man. , I just prefer my own position. What kind of helpless dependence and compromise, now I just want to be myself.

"The rules are the rules. Even if there is a reason for fighting for someone else's food, you must be punished to set an example. If you pull him down, he will be beaten thirty times."

Zhao Gong was not in the mood to distinguish between right and wrong. He directly punished and announced the result of the man's treatment.

Zui was originally going to be beheaded, but Zhao Gong just asked him to hit him thirty times, and he could recover after half a month of basic training. Seeing this man being pulled down, Zhao Gong turned around and said to Mancheng:

"Did you hear it? The unfair distribution of porridge is the main cause of this farce. I don't think there is any need to continue doing what you are doing."

Yu Mancheng apologized, Zhao Gong caught him, and he felt cruel in his heart. If you want to play with women, you can play with women. Why are you so short-sighted? Now that you have made me suffer, you still want to take charge? Go clean my latrine.

Yu Mancheng even glanced at this woman. Where did this misfortune come from? She has no Confucian women's ethics. Even if Yu Mancheng himself is from Baishan, he would not look down on her.

After dealing with this episode, Zhao Gong said to Yu Mancheng:

"I have to go to the next resettlement site to check. Next time I come, I want to hear the outcome of this matter. As for that man, he is somewhat capable and responsible. He can snatch food from the mouths of corpses and raise this woman. Debaibai is fat and fat, I think being a steward is also very suitable."