A ray of silver light flashed through the courtyard like a bolt, and in an instant it had circled the courtyard and returned to Ren Pingsheng's eyes. It was ups and downs, as if it had a life.
"bass!"
There was a soft chant, like a mountain spring hitting pebbles, like a flying dragon looking into the clouds. The sword light instantly turned into two, flying out on the left and right. After a white light flashed in the air, they merged into one at the end.
"Back!"
Ren Pingsheng waved his hand and threw out the scabbard. The light of the sword faded for a moment and disappeared.
Reaching out to catch the flying scabbard, Ren Pingsheng turned around and returned to the house.
"If your mind is focused on the sword, based on the weight of the sword, the control distance can reach ten meters, and within a radius of twenty meters, it can almost follow your thoughts.
Coupled with the sharpness of the blade, it has a certain power."
Ren Pingsheng put the sword on the table and thought about it in his mind.
The flying sword looks handsome, and its power is not weak given Ren's current telekinesis control. But it can only do some work such as cleaning up living corpses. If it faces a warrior of the same level, it can only catch him by surprise.
But with Ren Pingsheng's current status, when he leaves the city, he basically has no chance to personally clean up the living corpses.
Until now, the most powerful thing about Ren's life is his Kung Fu.
His skill has almost caught up with his senior brother.
"On the contrary, you can carry some embroidery needles and razor blades with you. You can easily carry these items without taking up much space. They are very concealed and powerful."
Ren Pingsheng pondered.
"Sir, the food is ready."
Ruhua trotted over and spoke to Ren Pingsheng.
Ren Pingsheng looked at her little face with a somewhat disappointed look. It was obvious that she was a little bit shocked after Wangshu, who had known each other day and night and had a good relationship, became a stranger.
When he came to the dining table, Wang Shu was carrying a copper basin filled with clear water.
Ren Pingsheng washed his hands, and Ruhua wiped them with a towel.
"Forget about the book, when you have time, just think more about wind spells. Just leave some of this kind of work to the maid below."
Ren Pingsheng said something when he sat down.
"yes."
Wangshu nodded and went out with a copper basin to pour water.
Ruhua stood behind Ren Pingsheng and served him food.
However, Ren Pingsheng did not like others to serve him when he was eating. He only asked the maid to pick up food for him when he was far away from him and could easily scoop out bowls.
"Xiaowan, has the food from the Zheng family arrived?"
Ren Pingsheng asked.
Recently, under his arrangement, two more large granaries of 100,000 kilograms were built in the farm outside the city.
He accumulated grain widely and built walls high, and Ren lived his life very thoroughly.
Xiaowan swallowed the greasy chicken drumstick in her mouth and said: "The Zheng family sent a letter before, saying that it was because it was the season of rough seas and the fleet came back a little late.
However, these grains will arrive in late September at the latest, and it will only take more than ten days to bring them back."
"Um."
Ren Pingsheng picked up a piece of pork ribs.
This is the tiger demon pork ribs stewed by the cook. It tastes delicious. After swallowing it, a fiery breath immediately rises and sinks into his abdomen, and then flows along the meridians to the meridians, replenishing his body.
The energy consumed during martial arts training.
"At that time, we will also send a platoon to respond. All the government offices in various places only know how to collect grain and have no energy to suppress bandits. The world is getting more and more chaotic now. Good people have gone to the mountains to become bandits, let alone those ruthless bandits.
Already."
After thinking for a while, he made another arrangement.
Because Yinshan is facing the line, the rear is now in a mess. Fengqi County, Fuzhou County, Changguo County, and Qingzhou County further south are still worse, and Dongyang County further east is also a little better.
But Yuntai County has now entered troubled times ahead of schedule.
Even Guyi County, which borders a large area of Yuntai County, has now been affected, and officials and people are all in panic.
In troubled times, there must be demons. Now all kinds of "demons" have emerged. There are countless bandits and bandits, there are countless gangsters, and there are also a lot of people who also steal from the people.
A city like Qingcheng that can still maintain good order in troubled times may be the only one in Yuntai County.
Even Le County, the capital of Yuntai County, cannot compare.
After eating and drinking enough, Ren Pingsheng went to the yard to forge iron again. He beat out all the hot air from his body and felt refreshed all over.
"Has the tiger bone paste been prepared?"
Ren Pingsheng asked.
The preparation of tiger bone paste requires a certain threshold. For this purpose, I found Tian Qi from Huichun Hall to prepare it.
"I heard from Tian Qisuo that according to the prescription, the tiger bone ointment needs to be dried in the shade for about half a month. It should be almost done in a few days."
Xiaowan changed her clothes and walked out of the west wing.
He is wearing black men's clothing and his hair is styled like a man's.
However, her pair of little bears that were beginning to take shape were already somewhat difficult to hide. Coupled with her bright-eyed face and white-toothed face, she no longer looked like a man.
In the past two months, especially after she awakened her powers, she has changed a lot! Looking at her now, she no longer looks like she was thin, small, and dry. It’s hard to imagine her being like that.
, less than a year has passed.
The two of them went out and boarded the carriage that had been prepared at the door.
Chen Dachui and about ten people got on the horse and followed the carriage.
The carriage headed towards the south gate.
When the carriage arrived outside the south gate, Ren Pingsheng opened the door and said, "Wait a minute."
The door opened and Ren Pingsheng got out of the carriage.
The soup kitchen outside the south gate has been moved to a location farther away from the city gate.
However, there are even more refugees queuing up here waiting for soup kitchens.
Ren Pingsheng walked to the soup kitchen.
"grown ups!"
When the officer who was giving out soup saw the person approaching, he almost fell to his knees in fright. The officer who was responsible for watching over the soup kitchen not far away quickly ran over to greet him.
"This porridge is okay."
Ren Pingsheng looked at the vegetable leaves and rice porridge in the pot. It was thicker than the clear soup before and could stand upright when he inserted chopsticks on it.
Although it is impossible for the refugees to eat enough here, at least it can last for an hour after eating.
"They are all cooked according to the Yamen's orders."
The officer quickly answered.
Ren Pingsheng looked around at the queue of refugees. Wherever he looked, each of the refugees lowered their heads, not daring to look at him.
Even the chief of the government officials were so respectful to this man, they knew he must be a big shot!
I was also afraid that I might offend such a big shot by accidentally looking at him again.
"Mayor!"
At this time, a young man wearing black armor ran over with two soldiers.
Ren has known him all his life as Zhou Ming.
"Looking for someone?"
"Yes, let's pick some more seedlings and go back to training to add some fresh blood to the recruit camp."
Zhou Ming replied.
"Okay, you go ahead."
Ren Pingsheng patted Zhou Ming on the shoulder, left the soup kitchen and got into the carriage.
Not far away, a stretch of refugee camps appeared.
This place was originally a forest, but now the trees have been cut down and rows of cabins have been built, becoming temporary residences for refugees.
Everyone who lives here is a refugee who has a certain skill and is willing to stay and settle in Qingcheng.
The addition of these people has effectively alleviated the pain point of Qingcheng Town's lack of population.
"Has the number of these refugees been counted?"
Ren Pingsheng lowered the curtains.
"The numbers are changing dynamically. As of last week, there were more than 4,200 people. More than 2,000 of them have been divided into fields and moved to villages and farms below.
There should be more than two thousand people here."
Xiaowan said.
When there are more people, a huge amount of food is consumed.
Even though Qingcheng Town has more than a dozen large granaries that are full, they still have to go through the Zheng family to buy grain.
Fortunately, these grains were all exchanged for cloth from Qixing Weaving Factory and soap produced in Ningxiangzhai Workshop.
When the Zheng family came back from Nanyang, they usually bought grain to act as ballast. Ren Pingsheng exchanged cloth for grain, and the rest could be sold for some money from Master Zheng.
"Well, who is in charge of the refugee camp?"
Ren Pingsheng asked.
Xiaowan is still serving as the section chief of the Civil Affairs Bureau, so she is very clear about this place: "People from the Civil Affairs Bureau are in charge.
In order to prevent the disaster of living corpses, the refugee camp was divided into twenty districts, with a maximum of no more than 200 people in each district, and each district elected its own speaker.
The person responsible for these remarks shall be responsible to the stewards sent by the Civil Affairs Bureau.”
"Um."
Ren Pingsheng waved, and an apple floated out from under the table.
The apple is big and red, it is the Red Fuji that Ren brought from the earth.
He closed his eyes and began to use his mental power to construct an invisible blade in the void. The small blade was very simple, but if you want to use your mental power to construct it, you need a little concentration!
Only with stable emotions and concentrated mind can we build invisible spiritual creations in the void.
After a while.
Xiaowan saw the apple in the air suddenly spinning and pulling, and there seemed to be a blade in the void, peeling off the skin of the apple.
Soon, Big Apple was stripped of its clothes.
The apple skin was as thin as ever, intact, and fell perfectly into the garbage bag at the door of the carriage.
"Duo!"
Xiaowan saw the driver in the car trembled, and a small crater appeared, as if he had been touched by a sword.
Ren Pingsheng reached out to pick the apple floating in the air and took a bite. It was sweet, crisp and very moist.
On the table, the invisible blade he constructed dissipated, leaving only the small hole on the table.
Ten pounds of strength——
With his current mental strength, the damage and damage he wants to cause with pure telekinesis is still too small.
Moreover, it consumes a lot of energy.
"1,2,3,4······"
A burst of shouting came into the carriage.
Ren Pingsheng had an idea and the car door opened.
The scenery outside comes into view.
A huge courtyard surrounded by red bricks. Above the wall, you can still see the shadows inside, and the roof is higher than the wall.
This is the militia camp in Qingcheng Town.
A rotating training system is adopted here. All men of suitable age in Qingcheng must come here for half-month training every other month except during the busy farming season.
In the military camp, more than a thousand militiamen receive training here every day.
"Pa bang bang bang..."
There was another burst of gunfire.
Due to material and manpower constraints, shotguns are currently only equipped in the hands of regular soldiers. The militiamen use flintlock guns.
However, with the craftsmanship practiced by the Zaozuo Bureau in making guns today, even the quality, range, and power of the flintlock guns are much better than those in the hands of the imperial officers and soldiers.
Once put on the battlefield, the strength of these militiamen would be enough to defeat the imperial officers and soldiers described in the telegrams sent back from the front line.
Withdrawing his gaze, Ren Pingsheng looked at the gate of Renjiazhuang.
The first thing that comes into view is the brick factory outside the gate. The chimney made of red bricks is more than ten meters high, emitting black smoke, like a dark cloud-making machine.
Outside, a large number of red bricks were piled up, and there were many people pushing carts, constantly transporting the red bricks fired from the brick kiln.
Nowadays, the farm is enclosing land outside and plans to expand to the outer city again to prepare for future industrial production.
"It would be great if we could build another steel mill and cement plant."
When the carriage entered the city, Ren Pingsheng was still a little emotional.
It is still necessary to release Ruan Tang as soon as possible. He is just counting on himself as an amateur, plus Liu Wen and other natives from other worlds. He wants to rely on a few books and a few videos to cover the entire upper and lower buildings from bottom to top.
To build it, this is an impossible task.
Soon, the carriage arrived in the inner city and stopped in a wide yard in the inner city.
This is a warehouse built by Ren Pingsheng so that he can store some things here.
"You wait outside."
Ren Pingsheng gave orders to Hu Laosan, Liu Wen and the others pushed the door open and went in.
Soon, people outside the yard heard a slightly manic, "bald, bald, bald, bald" sound coming from the yard.
Hu Laosan couldn't help but touch the top of his head with sparse hair.
