"More than a hundred refugees have arrived near Wangcun. This is a good thing..."
The next person with a sly eyebrow was holding a folding fan and shaking it and said, it was Master Du from Wangjiabao.
The fat man at the top is Wang Fugui, the lord of Wangjiabao. He has more than 500 village warriors under his command, and he is quite powerful in this area.
I usually do things in the fish and meat village, but the people here are too poor.
But even in this case, the ground would have to be scraped three feet, so the people nearby called Wang Fugui "Wang Three Feet."
"Master Du, this group of refugees doesn't know the rules. They don't understand any rules when they come here. Tomorrow you bring some local heroes to teach them how to behave..."
Wang Fugui grinned, and the flesh on his face was trembling.
At this time, Zhao An and several farmers were standing aside in Liu Qi's room.
Feeding so many people is a big problem. To solve the problem of food, we need to cultivate the land. We can't survive for long by hunting wild animals.
"Master, let's buy some seeds. We also brought some wheat, sorghum, and rice seeds, but the quantity is too small, and the soil here is not very good..."
Zhao An said as he cupped his hands towards the eldest young master Liu Qi.
"Don't worry, fellow villagers, all the food and seeds will be delivered to your door in a few days."
Liu Qi's words made Zhao An and others confused. How could this be delivered to their door?
However, he was an eldest son and a miracle doctor after all, so Zhao An and others retreated with suspicious expressions on their faces.
"Jia San, I have a task for you."
After a while of whispering, Jia San retreated with understanding. Liu Qi rubbed the temples on his head with his hands and sighed softly.
Huang Zhong was indeed a general, he could match Dian Wei with his bare hands, and he had the upper hand, but it was a pity that it was impossible to stop immediately.
Zhao Yun and Zhao Zilong didn't know when they would come out of the mountain. Even though they had a base, they would face the biggest crisis next.
Whether he can continue to stay in the Three Kingdoms or die in advance has become unknown.
I have a hunch that the people sent by Cai Mao will soon find out about my whereabouts.
"Young Master, has my father made you unhappy?"
Huang Wudie next to her couldn't help but feel a pain in her heart when she saw Liu Qi's frown.
The eldest son is his master and his god. I don’t know when Xiaodie started to feel Liu Qi’s shadow in her heart.
The slender and elegant figure, the deep eyes, the gentle smile, the witty words of conversation, and those interesting stories...
A pair of jade hands gently pressed Liu Qi's temples and asked with concern.
Her hands were like catkins and her muscles were like fat. Huang Wudie was handsome and well-developed. Liu Qi usually took advantage of the little maid.
If it weren't for the fact that he was too young, he would have eaten it long ago.
Snapped!
It was Liu Qi who suddenly grabbed one of the little maid's hands and scented it on the fingertips with his mouth.
The sudden attack made Huang Wudie let out a soft cry, and suddenly her whole pretty face turned red.
But she didn't pull out her hand. Sooner or later, she would be the maid in the eldest son's greenhouse.
Seeing that Liu Qi didn't speak, after a while the little maid Qiqi Ai said: "Master, how about I tell you the exercises?"
Liu Qi was still playing with these beautiful hands, but his eyes lit up when he suddenly heard about the exercises.
I have asked the Huang family several times about the exercises they practice, but this stubborn little girl just refused to tell her.
ah!
Huang Wudie exclaimed. It turned out that her entire body had moved from the back to the front and was sitting on Liu Qi's lap. This position was too embarrassing.
Huang Wudie felt like a fire was burning all over her body, and she buried her head into Liu Qi's chest in shame.
"Young Master, don't..."
Being eaten by a pair of big hands, Huang Wudie shouted softly.
The protest was of course ineffective, and half an hour later a petite body rushed out of the inner room.
Of course Liu Qi would not show his true intentions, but looking at the appearance of the little maid who had fled, she instantly felt refreshed.
"Shrink your lower abdomen, open your chest, and take a deep breath..."
These are Huang Zhong's cultivation methods. Liu Qi Ruoruo Zhibao thought for a while and showed helplessness.
This exercise is good, but it is not what I need. The method of cultivation can be said to be an external cultivation method, which exercises the muscles and bones and tempers the body.
But this requires practicing from an early age. I have long passed the age of cultivation, and my bones have been finalized. If I try to practice these outer methods again, the results will not be great.
Liu Qi has always had a martial arts dream in his heart. With a single swing of his sword, the sword energy can spread across thirty thousand miles, and he can slay gods and immortals when he encounters them. He is so cool.
It seems that we can only think of a solution in the future. The current problem is how to deal with Cai Mao.
Although Dian Wei was brave and invincible, he was not handsome. Liu Qi took a piece of paper and started drawing on it.
"Oh no, Wang Sanchi's people are here..."
A man from Wangjia Village shouted, and the whole village immediately became chaotic.
Chickens were flying, dogs were jumping, dust was flying, and children were crying.
Everyone knows that the owner of Wangjiabao is called "Wang Sanchi". He has to scrape three feet if there is no soil. Although they are all very angry, no one dares to resist. Last year, Liu San from the village said a few words about paying taxes.
If you say that, you will lose a leg. This is a lesson learned from the past.
"Dad, let's go take a look too?"
Huang Xu felt that his body function was getting worse and worse these days, and the number of coughs had also increased, but he did not say it out loud.
My father has been seeking medical treatment for his disease for more than ten years. He even sold his sister. Now the family is extremely poor and only relies on his father's hunting for a living.
Huang Xu wanted to end his life secretly many times, but in the end he did not do it.
"Look, my father recently found traces of a beautiful tiger on the mountain. It's just that this beast is very cunning. If he kills it one day, he will probably sell it for a good price. When we go to Luoyang, there will be a skilled doctor there.
…”
The father and son talked while walking. Huang Zhong was actually worried about the safety of his daughter Xiaodie.
"Listen up, you idiots. This is Mr. Du from Wangjiabao. He has come to collect taxes on my master's orders. One household will receive ten big coins a year. Those who have no money will receive three loads of grain. Anyone who dares to disobey will be punished.
If you break a leg, it will be serious and your life will not be saved..."
In front of more than a hundred village warriors, a tall and thick man waved an iron rod in his hand and shouted.
Master Du in the back shook the folding fan in his hand and looked at the crowd opposite with a sinister look on his face.
Although there are about a hundred people in Changshan, they are holding either hoes or poles in their hands, and their clothes are in tatters. They are obviously a group of refugees.
"Master Du, why should we give you money and food for the land we worked so hard to cultivate?"
A man among the Changshan people waved the pole in his hand and shouted, "Anyone who comes up to ask for money or food is just like a bandit."