The next day, Su Qingyun and Wang Jian were waiting for rice seeds outside Xianyang City with 10,000 horses.

Not long after, a group of people appeared not far away. The leader was a girl carrying a spear, and there were two teenagers on both sides. Behind them was a large group of people with the Xueyue City logo.

When he walked in front of everyone, several people dismounted and handed him over.

"Lord, the seeds are all here."

"Thanks for your hard work!"

Su Qingyun nodded. In fact, these people did not set out from Xueyue City, but they still had to do some superficial work.

"This is General Wang Jian, who is specially here to receive these seeds. Just give the rice seeds to these soldiers."

Su Qingyun pointed at Wang Jian aside and said.

"I've met General Wang Jian."

"Hahaha! The little girl is pretty good. Tianwaitian is really full of talents."

Wang Jian saw the extraordinary quality of the group of people in front of him, especially the three leaders. They looked like top masters in the world.

"General Wang Jian has given me the award. This is Sikong Qianluo, the daughter of the Second City Lord Spear Immortal Sikong Changfeng of Xueyue City. These two are respectively Luo Mingxuan, a disciple of Xueyue City Elder Yin Luoxia, and a disciple of Xueyue Sword Immortal.

Lei Wujie."

Gee, this background is really not simple.

Wang Jian looked at Su Qingyun and felt that Su Qingyun was showing off their strength, but he didn't think much about it. The seeds were the big deal now.

When Wang Jian directed the soldiers to take over the grain crops, Su Qingyun started talking to Sikong Qianluo and others.

"Why are you leading the team?"

Su Qingyun was quite surprised when he saw Sikong Qianluo. He had asked Sikong Changfeng to send a few Xueyue City disciples to put on a show for him, but who knew it was his daughter who came.

"I finally got dad's permission to come out."

Sikong Qianluo stuck out his tongue and said playfully.

"If that's the case, then stop running around. If you disappear, won't Sikong Changfeng go crazy?"

Su Qingyun knew that Sikong Qianluo was a restless person, but because of Sikong Changfeng's condition, he could only stay in Xueyue City or Taixu Fairyland.

For this daughter, Sikong Changfeng could be said to be heartbroken, holding it in his hands and slapping it down, and holding it in his mouth for fear of melting.

Luo Mingxuan and Lei Wujie on the side heard Su Qingyun's words and nodded quickly in agreement.

Sikong Qianluo immediately looked at the two of them unkindly, and the silver-moon gun in his hand trembled, causing one of them to look up at the sky, and the other to look down at the ants, as if they had not heard what happened just now.

Seeing this scene, Su Qingyun could only shake his head. These two people had always been beaten to death by Sikong Qianluo.

At this time, Wang Jian also collected the rice seeds and came over to talk to Su Qingyun.

"In that case, let's go to the fields first. With the current climate, we might be able to grow a season of food before winter comes."

Wang Jian had no objection and followed behind with his troops.

The 10,000 acres of land that Ying Zheng gave to Su Qingyun were all good fertile fields. At this time, the farmers here received orders from officials that a big shot was coming, and they would also be under the jurisdiction of that big shot in the future.

Although they didn't know what was going on, they had to come over to meet the big shot the officials called him.

So when Su Qingyun and others arrived, they saw a group of villagers in Wuyangyang greeting them.

When these villagers saw that there was such an army accompanying them, they became even more respectful.

At this time, a man dressed as a Da Qin official came out of the crowd and trotted up to Su Qingyun.

"I am under the command of Xianyang, and I have met the Imperial Master, General Wang Jian!"

"What are you doing?"

Su Qingyun pointed at these villagers and asked.

"These villagers are all tenants of these ten thousand acres of fertile land. Don't you, the Imperial Master, want to grow food? They are all very good at growing crops. If you need anything, just leave it to them."

Su Qingyun nodded. It seemed that these villagers were working for the royal family.

He glanced at Wang Jian, who immediately understood.

"You should go back first. We have taken over this place. Without the orders of the King and the Imperial Master, any trespassers will be guilty of treason!"

"Yes, I will take my leave now!"

When the Xianyang magistrate heard that he was guilty of treason, he immediately rubbed oil on his feet and ran away.

Next, Su Qingyun called the villagers together and told them what they needed to do.

Hearing Su Qingyun say that rice can yield a thousand catties per mu, the villagers immediately became excited.

"This is the Imperial Preceptor personally appointed by the king. I will never deceive you. If we grow food, the king will definitely reward you generously!"

Wang Jian promptly stood up to support Su Qingyun and also warned the villagers.

"These are the sacred rice brought by the Imperial Preceptor. They are related to state secrets. Your Majesty has ordered that from today onwards, no one is allowed to enter or leave this place."

These villagers immediately knelt down to show their obedience. Since it was the king's order, they had no choice but to accept it.

I just hope that these rice seeds can produce a thousand catties per mu as the master said, and then their lives will be much easier.

After the lecture, Wang Jian asked the soldiers to distribute rice seeds to the villagers. They still had to do the planting.

What happened after that was very simple. Wang Jian personally led the soldiers to blockade the area, and the villagers began working under supervision.

But after all, it was ten thousand acres of fertile land, and just plowing it would take a lot of time. The agricultural technology of this era was not developed enough. Su Qingyun shook his head after looking at it.

"How long will it take to plant all these rice seeds if the land is plowed like this?"

"There's nothing we can do about it, they've tried their best!"

Sikong Qianluo heard Su Qingyun's complaint and comforted him.

"Who says there's no way?"

Su Qingyun suddenly thought of something. The agricultural technology in this era is indeed underdeveloped, but there are many black technologies.

The art of mechanism is the biggest black technology, and there happens to be a very famous family in the Qin State who has studied the art of mechanism deeply.

"Such a good mechanism beast, it would be a waste not to use it to cultivate the land."

Su Qingyun thought of the machine beasts in his memory and already made a decision.

"Just leave this place to General Wang Jian. Let's go do one thing first!"

Although Sikong Qianluo and others were puzzled, they still followed.

After explaining to Wang Jian, Su Qingyun led a few people back to Tianqi Pavilion.

At the same time, Su Qingyun asked Chen An to bring over a piece of information about the descendants of Lu Ban, the descendants of the Overbearing Organ Technique.

Soon this information appeared in Su Qingyun's hands.

"I see, I'll go visit this Gong Shuqiu tomorrow."

Now the Gongshu family has not joined the Qin camp, but is hiding in the mountains and concentrating on studying the art of mechanism.

The Gongshu family has been defeated by the Mo family many times and has not been able to leave the house for many years.

Now Su Qingyun wants to visit them and give them a chance to prove that he is stronger than the Mo family. I believe they will not refuse.

After receiving the news, Sikong Qianluo and others were also somewhat interested in the machine beast Su Qingyun mentioned, and expressed their intention to go with them.
Chapter completed!