Wang Jingzhu had no intention of informing Yang Liangjun, but she had to find out the way to Zhuangzi, so she sent a messenger to ask. Unexpectedly, Yang Liangjun came to act as a guide in person.

Yang Liangjun did not come alone, he brought Yang Sanfu with him and a group of guards.

Xing'an and Huixin felt a lot more relieved when they saw that the guards brought by Yang Liangjun were all above the Golden Core stage.

After leaving Star-Derived City, the Cloud-Stepping Horse could finally show off its speed, leaping into the air and galloping like lightning.

Yang Liangjun's monsters and Wang Jingzhu's chariots kept pace.

Out of politeness and to better overlook the scenery, Wang Jingzhu opened the car curtain and chatted with Yang Liangjun.

Yang Liangjun: "Zhuangzi is not far away. At the speed of a horse riding on a cloud, we will be there in two quarters of an hour."

Wang Jingzhu smiled and nodded.

Two quarters of an hour is 30 minutes.

Based on this time, her village falls within the 30-minute economic circle of Zhuixing City. There is nothing wrong with it being located in the "suburbs" of the city.

Maybe he couldn't find anything to say, so Yang Liangjun asked Wang Jingzhu if he wanted to drink some water, and Wang Jingzhu said he had brought some water.

Yang Liangjun asked Wang Jingzhu if he wanted to eat something, and Wang Jingzhu said he was not hungry.

Yang Liangjun turned his palm and found a basket of spiritual fruits in his hand.

He used his spiritual power to fly the fruit basket in front of Wang Jingzhu. "I picked it in the yard, you can try it."

"Thank you." Wang Jingzhu smiled and thanked her. She thought Yang Liangjun was a bit Versailles.

Huixin frowned slightly. Anyone who wants to compete with Wentian Sect for Miss Wang is Huixin's enemy.

Mingxuan smiled ambiguously.

Chuyue took the spiritual fruit basket from Wang Jingzhu, cleaned it with the dust purification technique, then took out a knife to peel the fruit, used the master-servant induction of the slave locking talisman, and said to Wang Jingzhu in her heart: Girl, Prince Yang does this

, I’m afraid everyone thinks that he admires you.

Wang Jingzhu twitched the corners of her mouth and scolded Chuyue with her spiritual thoughts: We can't control what others say. But we must uphold our own integrity. Prince Yang is friendly to me, purely out of profit-driven. Brothers in the business field can make money.

At times, he is more reliable than his own brothers; when he loses money, he is a dead Taoist friend or a poor Taoist, it all depends on who can back him up.

Chu Yue was stunned, then cut the peeled spiritual fruit into small pieces, placed it in a light green glass plate, inserted a toothpick into the flesh, and presented it to Wang Jingzhu with both hands.

Wang Jingzhu took the fruit plate, handed it to Huixin, and said, "Elder Huixin, you must try the spiritual fruit grown in the Anping Marquis Mansion."

Hui Xin waved her hands. She didn't want to eat, she couldn't eat. She looked at the flesh of the peel that had been burned by a little bit of real fire in the first month of the month, and her flesh hurt so much that she couldn't eat it.

As early as the first month when she started peeling the fruit, Hui Xin felt distressed.

This is a spiritual fruit! Do you have to peel the fruit to eat it? The peel is also rich in spiritual power and can also be used as elixirs and medicine.

Wang Jingzhu handed the fruit plate outside the carriage again and invited Yang Liangjun to eat it.

Yang Liangjun twisted a toothpick between his fingers, inserted a piece of pulp, and said with a smile: "No wonder Jingxiao's spiritual fruit always tastes much better. It turns out that the knife used to cut spiritual fruits is very particular. It turns out to be an ineffective knife?"

Wang Jingzhu smiled slightly, knowing that Yang Liangjun had nothing to say to praise him.

Although local knives have their own spiritual aura, it is not like cutting a fruit and the aura on the knife will be contaminated into the fruit. Of course, except for knives that have killed people.

"The foundation of our Xinghua Wang family is to pursue the ultimate purity, no spirit and dirt, and return to nature. This is nothing. I will give you a set of no spirit knives later. Prince Yang, don't think the quality is too poor and not sharp enough.

.”

Yang Liangjun was a little panicked. Wang Jingzhu had already changed his name to "senior brother" before, why did he change back to "eldest son"?

"I'd like to thank Jing Xiao first. Jing Xiao, why don't you call me 'Senior Brother'? Don't call me 'Prince'. Even calling me by name is better than sarcastic words like this!"

Wang Jingzhu actually didn't think much about it. Is there any difference between Senior Brother Yang and Crown Prince Yang? Aren't they both calling Yang Liangjun? She called them according to the situation.

"It turns out that Senior Brother Yang doesn't like the title of 'Crown Prince'! That's right, a man should strive for self-improvement. Senior Brother Yang will definitely surpass your father in the future, so naturally a mere Marquis is not in Senior Brother Yang's eyes."

Yang Liangjun's handsome face turned slightly red, and he felt a little proud in his heart.

Only half of the basket of spiritual fruits was eaten, and it was already there.

What should I say?

Is it really too close?

Wang Jingzhu flew out of the chariot and looked down from a high altitude.

The road paved with stone slabs cuts off a square piece among the continuous green rice fields.

Surround it with a half-meter-high wooden fence.

Inside the fence, spiritual rice is grown.

There are a few wooden buildings dotted here and there.

The largest wooden house complex has a courtyard with three entrances and two exits. The others are all small courtyard houses.

In the backyard of the large courtyard, there is a pool of water. The aura of the water surface gathers and disperses, as if clouds have descended from the mortal world.

Yang Liangjun flew down from the monster's back and stood beside Wang Jingzhu in the air. "This is the area surrounded by fences. Zhuangzi is surrounded by other families' fields."

Wang Jingzhu: "Senior Brother Yang, I'm a little confused. Why is my village enclosed by a fence, but the surrounding ones are not?"

Flying here, the land is green and green, and I haven't seen many villages surrounded by fences like this.

Yang Liangjun looked ashamed.

"Originally, these manors on the outskirts of the city were divided into Zhuangzi of different sizes, and were rewarded for meritorious deeds of various sizes in the empire."

"Several years have passed, and the land has inevitably changed hands. It's my family, no, it's yours now, Jing Xiao. The area around Zhuangzi originally belonged to four different families. Fifty years ago, they became the property of the Zheng family. Zheng

The Zheng family was very aggressive, and later on, the slaves in Zhuangzi and the Zheng family often fought with each other, and they refused to change despite repeated admonitions. In order to restrain them, they built this fence and did not allow them to step out of the fence, so the disputes stopped."

Yang Liangjun said it was very simple, but Wang Jingzhu saw complexity from this simplicity.

In Gyeonggi Province, the land is strictly controlled by the Galaxy Empire. As I said, trading is not easy.

However, the so-called difficulty is only for ordinary monks.

In the eyes of the powerful, it is just a trivial game, and land annexation is inevitable.

With the trend of land annexation, the number of Zhuangzi is decreasing, and some Zhuangzi are gradually expanding.

The Zhuangzi outside Zhuixing City gradually changed from tens of thousands of large and small Zhuangzi to hundreds of large Zhuangzi like Zheng's.

Wang Jingzhu's estate only has 50 acres, but the land of Zhao's manor exceeds 30,000 acres.

The Qingmo Zheng Family has a huge chain of combat gyms, and uses a hierarchical system for ring fighters. It maintains a large group of black boxers, and its power increases day by day like a snowball. (Wang Jingzhu himself also has a Zhao from the Qingmo Zheng Family.

The brand of the gold medal winner.)

The Zheng family has annexed tens of thousands of acres of surrounding land, and the Anping Marquis Mansion is a small thorny household in the middle. They instigated their slaves and thugs to stir up trouble every day, hoping to find a fault in the Anping Marquis Mansion, and then everything would go smoothly.

Eliminate the stubborn households.

No wonder the Anping Hou Mansion gave away this village so generously!
Chapter completed!