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At the scene at Chi Xia's gate, one of the people in the territory was counted as one, and they all saw it clearly and truly.

Even if some people didn't see it for some reason, they knew it through word of mouth.

Several of the Cui family’s side members murmured to Cui Jie: “We were in the capital before, and we had seen a lot of good things, which is considered knowledgeable. Now that I saw this fairy, I realized that it used to be a frog at the bottom of the well.”

Cui Jiexuan proudly raised his chin and hummed: "That's right, you don't look at who the head is, how can ordinary people compare with immortals."

Cui's side branch: Although what you said makes sense, why are your hands so itchy.

...

Zhang Su took a total of 900 people on this trip, and the thorns under Yuan Zhen's hands accounted for half. The rest are all Chi Xia Li's elite. The fighting power is sufficient, and the spirit is strong, and the momentum is pressing.

Zhang Su didn't worry about anyone who didn't have long eyes coming up to rob.

Besides, even Zhou was beaten down by a thought, and that was her territory.

What are you worried about?

However, some things still need to be done.

Since the team began to meet the crowd, the sound of music gradually came from the carriage, which was gentle and soft, and pleasant to the ears.

"what sound?"

The young and weak child raised his head in his mother's arms and asked in a low voice.

The woman shook her head, "Mother doesn't know either"

The voice stopped abruptly.

The child couldn't wait for a reply, so he called again, but still did not respond, so he followed his mother's line of sight and tilted his head suspiciously. The next second, his sleepy eyes widened.

"Horse, horse, horse and carriage, what a beautiful carriage!!"

The woman was awakened by her son's voice and immediately recovered.

The son noticed the carriage for the first time, but what she saw was a well-trained team.

As usual, she would hide in fear and quickly, but she hesitated when she saw the red flag floating above the team.

Is that, Chi Xia Army? !

Other people's mental journeys are similar to women's, so after a brief commotion, everyone is nervous and afraid again, and more of them are expected to kneel to welcome them.

The team moved quickly and came to them in the blink of an eye.

When I took a closer look, I realized that the carriage was so luxurious and huge.

The four horses pulling the cart were majestic and majestic.

Everyone was stunned, and the bead curtains around the carriage **** on their own, revealing the young girl sitting still in the carriage.

Some curious ones raised their eyes and glanced.

The girl's eyes were closed, her face was delicate, her skin was white as snow, and she was indifferent as snow.

When she was marveling at the girl's good looks, her eyes opened.

The black eyes were so deep that they couldn't see the bottom, and they didn't have the slightest temperature at all.

No one dared to look at it, and quickly lowered his head.

Yinian rides on a tall horse, condescendingly looking down at the crowd.

"The immortal descends, the chief of the city has not brought the people to meet him in person."

"boom-"

This is really a wave of waves with a single stone, dripping into the hot oil pan.

The immortal descends, are there really immortals?

There was a strange sound of music coming from nowhere, and everyone looked at the girl in the carriage together with ambition.

Perhaps it is an intuition. If there is an immortal, it should be the one in the carriage.

But she looks so small, like a girl who is not famous.

But the whole body's momentum is far better than ordinary people.

While everyone was struggling with suspicion, the city chief had arrived. It was a teacher in the city before. He had a good character and was literate and reasonable. So after Yinian laid this place, he was appointed temporarily to take the post of chief.

"Xiaomin pays homage to Master Yi Nian."

Other people around also followed: "Xiaomin pays homage to Master Yi Nian."

Yi Nian drove the horse away, revealing the carriage behind him, and said loudly: "The fairy comes, welcome the head."

Everyone:! !

In the next instant, clouds and mist appeared in the blue sky and white sun, and the people who had just been sitting quietly in the carriage appeared in front of them.

"What's your name?"

The teacher who was acting as the principal was dumbfounded, and after reacting, he immediately said: "If you go back to the immortal, Xiaomin, Xiaomin is called Zhou Bei."

"Can there be food in the city?"

Zhou Bei shook his head into a rattle. He hoped: "The city has reached a desperate situation. I hope the immortal will survive."

"Pray for immortals to live, for immortals—"

The voice echoed endlessly, spreading far away.

Zhang Su glanced at the kneeling man, guessing that all seventy people in the city had arrived.

Under the expectation of everyone, she raised her hand quickly.

The soothing music in the air also changed and became magnificent.

簌簌—

Everyone felt that something had fallen on them.

Zhou Bei reached out to pick it up, the yellow round object almost dazzled his eyes.

Then there are the small red round grains, and the golden yellow...

"Oh wheat!"

Zhou Bei's eye sockets suddenly became wet, but the crops on top of his head never stopped. He ignored the pain and looked up.

Even after many years of this scene, everyone remembers it as new. It was too shocking, and it broke everyone's imagination.

And the young girl stood in front of the people, her expression was faint, she didn't say a word, but easily took everyone's eyes away.

"Call me, head."

This was the last word they heard before the fairy left.

Chi Xia's army is still there, and the carriages that don't resemble ordinary products are also there, but the carriages are empty.

There are still grains in the sky, and one thought calls everyone to maintain order.

[Don't panic, I'll be back in the evening. Remember to promote Chixia and yourself. 】

Yinian lowered his eyes and squeezed the reins.

A few miles away, Zhang Su took off his robe and changed into a set of sportswear. He squatted on the ground without showing any images, holding a cup of milk tea in his hand, and sipping sips.

"Brother System, you said I'm too tired all this day. I'm so alone, I have to pretend to be a statue."

She is too difficult, only milk tea can soothe her little soul.

The system doesn't quite understand: "The host didn't do anything, what was it tired of."

The host was in a carriage from beginning to end, and the carriage was comfortable.

Zhang Su waved his hand: "You don't understand."

system:……

System: "Why does the host leave? This will not damage your image."

Zhang Su Meng took a big mouthful of milk tea, and after swallowing it, he said, "Silly, it's best for me to leave at this time. I don't understand if I keep mystery."

It's the same as her modern stars. Excessive exposure is actually not a good thing. On the contrary, as long as each appearance can be a blockbuster, then a small amount of exposure will have a huge bonus effect.

Only those who can't see will give full play to the imagination on the existing basis.

Moreover, it takes time for the grains to fall. Is she standing there stupidly?

Forcing the grid to have it.

She became so angry that she took a sharp sip, finished her last sip of milk tea, rubbed her belly, and started walking in a small area.

"My leg has been in a position, it is almost stiff, and my face, I don't want to face paralysis in the future."

...

After half an hour, the sky stopped falling grains, and the grains on the ground had been piled up into hills.

One thought looked down at the people, and said loudly: "I am the Red Summer Army, and you will return to Red Summer with peace of mind. I will have my own fairy asylum. From now on I will not suffer from wars and corrupt officials. There are fields to grow, houses to live in, and sunrise. Earn your income every day."

This is not the first time Yinian has said this, nor is it the first time Zhou Bei and others have heard it.

Only this time, everyone no longer had any doubts and suspicions, and they were only relieved.

"Xiaomin swears to follow the leader and be loyal to Chi Xia."

I barely mentioned myself in a thought, and no one else would mention it. Everyone's mind was in the head.

If he wants to seize power, this situation is very unfavorable to him.

He is not a person who does not care for fame and fortune. He grew up in a deep palace for just over ten years, but he has had a harder life than others. This past almost created his deep desire for rights.

However, this kind of desire faded unknowingly when he met the leader.

Yinian lowered his eyes and gently rubbed the rein until Zhou Bei's voice pulled him out of his thoughts.

He organized manpower to distribute grains on the spot, and when it came to his vital interests, the elderly with inconvenient legs were also full of energy.

When there are more people, there will be more conflicts. It's just a trivial matter of distributing grains because of the large number of people and it takes a lot of time.

There were also people who moved home with food, and they were stolen.

No one was hurt, but it was still heady.

Yuan Zhen took the initiative to ask: "My lord, Yuan is willing to share your worries for you."

Yinian glanced at him and agreed.

Yuan Zhen walked towards the captured man and a few teenagers, with some fear on each other's face, and took the initiative to admit their mistakes. But everyone knew that once they were released, they would still steal it.

This is probably the root of human inferiority.

"My lord, we know that we were wrong, and we are really hungry."

"My lord, let us go once, and we promise that there will be no next time."

The guard soldier sipped them: "I yeah, you guys are so good, you steal people and things, and you're just farting."

"My lord, my lord, you believe us."

Yuan Zhen interrupted several people, and waved his hand to the guard soldiers, "I am here, you go."

"But"

Yuan Zhen's eyebrows were soft, and he smiled slightly, "Go."

Even if Yuan Zhen wears the same clothes as everyone else, when he speaks, it feels like being in a solemn temple, facing the abbot inside.

The guard is gone.

Yuan Zhen looked at the people who had made the mistake, the smile on his face remained unchanged, "Can you tell the poor monk about your difficulties."

This is a very interesting sentence.

Whether it is a good person or a bad person, they will have their own "difficulties", even if that is what they think they are.

The other party does not need others to keep preaching in their ears, they want to talk more.

And Yuan Zhen is an excellent listener.

Generosity, gentleness and tolerance.

So that at dusk, Yuanzhen's team had a few more members.

Looking at him Yi Nian, Yuan Zhen did a Buddhist ceremony unhurriedly: "Sir Yi Nian, they have realized their mistakes and regretted it deeply, so they want to redeem their merits."

One thought:...

"I don't want things to happen."

Yuan Zhen: "Naturally, the subordinates will take care of them."

Yi Nian snorted and warned: "If there is something"

Yuan Zhen: "The subordinate will undertake it."

Without wanting to say more, he turned and left.

Yuan Zhen turned around, looked at the people who came out from behind the tree, and said "Amitabha Buddha, good and good."

The expressions of the younger teenagers changed, "Brother Yuan, don't worry, we won't hold you back."

Yuan Zhen smiled without saying a word, his eyes were very kind.

One thought waited for Zhang Su to come back, and told the matter, Zhang Su didn't take it seriously.

She said: "Today's food can only be an emergency."

Don't look at those grains piled up into hills, but if everyone gets a point, there is not much per person.

One thought: "It is true that we can only help in the emergency, and then we will use work instead of relief."

When the time comes, take advantage of the trend to promote the development of cement and various agricultural tools, encourage people to strengthen county repairs, distribute seeds, and encourage land reclamation.

Zhang Su nodded again and again, thinking of something, and said: "After the flood, epidemic prevention work must also be done."