Chapter 55

The New Year is coming in a blink of an eye, and someone is destined to have a bad life this year.

All major sects want to send New Year gifts to their upper sects. Master Wuyin went to the * Sect to meet Luo Hongfeng, the leader of Qi Sect.

"Now Suxin Sect has become the target of public criticism, and there are unheard rumors everywhere. The sword alliance is almost making us laugh to death." Master Wuyin sat in the main hall of the *zong, wearing a silver-white dress, asking him to come forward to calm the matter.

The provocation of Guiyun Palace was originally due to Luo Hongfeng's instruction. Now that he has caused trouble, Guiyun Palace has taken revenge ruthlessly, and Luo Hongfeng is responsible for helping them solve the problem.

Luo Hongfeng sat in the main seat and took a sip of tea slowly: "It's just some rumors. After a while, people forget it and naturally calm down. If they come forward to clarify, they will become darker and darker."

"Is this ordinary gossip? The disciples of Suxin Sect dare not go out now!" Master Wuyin slapped the table and stared at Luo Hongfeng coldly, very angry.

Not only those unpleasant rumors, but more importantly, the small sects under Suxin Sect have begun to become unstable.

Luo Hongfeng frowned slightly and pondered for a moment, saying, "It's not difficult to solve this matter. Let's talk about what you got from Jiuyin Villa?"

"This is the business of our sect. Has the sect leader crossed the line?" Master Wuyin said dissatisfied. Although Qi Sect has its own lineage, it has already become a sect for hundreds of years. For some things, the sect leader of Qi Sect has no right to control.

"Ha, you didn't say anything, how can you solve the problem for you?" Luo Hongfeng sneered, raised his foot and walked to Master Wuyin, and suddenly lowered his voice, "To be honest, is it related to the ancestor's suicide note?"

"..." Master Wuyin stared back coldly without showing any signs of weakness, and said slowly, "Pinnie had said that Suxin Sect has no suicide note!"

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Wuyin Master and Luo Hongfeng parted in disagreement, and the rumors could not be resolved, so Su Xinzong had to leave behind closed doors to thank the guests.

"I don't want to go down the mountain! Those people look at me like prostitutes!" The youngest Yuhu was bullied by her senior sisters again and asked her to go down the mountain to buy it. This time she said she would not go anything.

"What's this? The town at the foot of the mountain belongs to my Suxin Sect. Who dares to say yours?" The senior sister tried to persuade her to coax her.

"You haven't been out yet, how do you know?" Yuhu couldn't help crying.

"Enough!" Zhao Surou passed by and saw several disciples quarreling and stopped him. "I'm so idle that I have nothing to do, right? Let's sweep the snow in the vestibule!"

The group of people suddenly became quiet.

Yuhu lowered her head and cried quietly. Every time her senior sisters bullied her, the master always satisfies everything and never asked what was going on. He quietly clenched the black handkerchief in his sleeves. The senior sisters who were with her day and night were better than a stranger to treat her well.

The snow covered the Fairy Peak of Suxin Sect, and the mountain roads were cold and no sect came to visit. This year was destined to be a miserable life.

Chen Ziqi's New Year was very lively. Because he had recognized two sworn brothers, he had to give gifts to each other during the New Year and had to go to two sects to drink.

He took out some treasures brought out from the palace and gave them to his two brothers. Changjianmen returned to his two carabins of carrots and cabbage in his cellar, and Dujianmen returned to his two tanks of pickles and a pig.

Chang E looked at the big fat pig and sighed: "It seems like this is back when you were a child. It is not easy to eat meat." Jianyang is desolate and it is difficult to buy meat even if you have money.

Chen Ziqi felt a little guilty: "It will get better in spring. With a chicken farm, you will let you drink chicken soup and eat chicken legs every time."

"Do I lack that meat?" Chang E glanced at Chen Ziqi. She was worried that the child was growing up and would not grow taller if he couldn't eat well.

"I don't lack meat," Chen Ziqi said with a smile, taking out the little red bird that was sleeping in his arms, "I'm carrying it with me."

"Chir!" The little red bird woke up in an instant.

"You'd rather eat one for me." Chang E rolled her eyes. This kid raises a red chicken every winter, and I don't know where to buy it.

Chen Ziqi looked at the furry little red bird, opened her mouth and slowly stuffed the bird's head into her mouth.

"Chirr!" The little red bird flapped its wings and cried constantly.

"Bang!" Chen Ziqi was slapped in the head.

"Don't play like this, the bird's head is so dirty!" Chang E raised her eyebrows, grabbed the little red bird, wiped it with a handkerchief, "spouted the hair in her mouth."

Chen Ziqi snatched the little red bird back, put it in his arms again, and made a face at his mother.

The Wu Buxiu on the side was already scared to death. What should I do if I accidentally bite it down? It would be better to advise the palace master to return to Yun Palace as soon as possible.

I don’t know if the little red bird was angry, but disappeared that night and did not appear in the whole first lunar month. It was only after the first lunar month that I came back. At that time, Chen Ziqi had already bought chicken seedlings and opened a chicken farm.

The entire slope was encircled, leaving only the long and short slope for the two factions to compete.

As spring was in full bloom, the whole farm was covered with tender green grass. After discussing with Mr. Zeng, Chen Ziqi bought the old grain from the official warehouse at a low price to feed the chickens.

"Chirking chirping..." Groups of yellow-haired chicks were surrounded by a fence, making a noise and not lively. There were no more or less, just three hundred chickens.

Chen Ziqi lay on the fence and watched, very happy. When he was a child, he got up every morning to pick up eggs at the chicken farm, and always thought about when he could have his own chicken farm. He could eat as much chicken as he wanted.

"Where did you buy so many chickens?" Chen Ziqi turned around and asked Wu if he saw him.

"The Vajra Gate, the Shadowless Gate, and the Stone Corpse Sect have chicken farms, and people from Feng Ling go to buy them." Wu Bujian replied honestly. If you are not very heavy goods like this, and are distributed everywhere, it is most suitable to find Feng Ling to buy them.

"It's really convenient to have a Fengling Tower. Can you call your palace master to open a Fengling Tower in Jianyang?" Chen Ziqi took out the little red bird in his arms, bent down and put it in the group of chickens, and let it play with the chickens.

"This matter has to be...ah!" Wu Bujian, who was halfway through the words, was so scared that he exclaimed in shock when he saw Chen Ziqi's actions, "Prince, no!"

Dan Yi was caught off guard and was put into the flock of chickens. The smell of chicken shit almost stopped him. He cried out with a long "chirp" sound. The crisp and long sound was very different from the real chickens' screams. In an instant, all the yellow-feathered chickens quickly retreated, giving up a large open space for the little red bird.

"Jijijijijiji..." The little chickens shrank together and looked at the little red bird trembling.

Chen Ziqi looked at this scene leisurely and whispered: "It's true that he is the king of birds, even chickens are afraid of you."

The little red bird that was tilting his head and staring at him stiffened slightly, then proudly raised his little head. Knowing that I am the king of birds, I threw me into the chicken circle!

Chen Ziqi smiled and took out the little red bird. Guan Wu asked for a handkerchief to wipe his claws: "I'm having fun with you, don't be angry, I'll give it a meal later.

Eat melon seeds.”

He returned the veil to Wu Bu, and left with the little red bird in his arms. In front of the chicken farm, he saw the crowd in Wu Yang and Wu Yang. After asking Wu Bu, he realized that these were all the people who came to apply for the conscription.

In addition to the chicken farm, Chen Ziqi also bought a large area of ​​land for growing grain and was preparing to hire ordinary people from Jianyang to take care of it. The wages he gave were high, and there were people from the Longjianmen and Shortjianmen around the chicken farm. They were safe and safe. There were so many people coming to apply for the recruitment.

"I can grow ten acres of land by myself, and I can be good at ploughing land. I don't want wages, I just need to be full of three meals!" A strong man squeezed in front and asked earnestly.

"Why don't you plant your own fields with your strength?" Chen Ziqi walked over and asked the man. He had read the list of fields given by the prefect. All the people around Jianyang had fields under their names, and these people seemed to have no food to eat.

"Where can you plant your own fields..." The middle-aged woman behind the man sighed, "The world is so chaotic, who dares to farm? Isn't it robbed after planting it?"

These people didn't know Chen Ziqi's identity. Seeing that he was dressed well, they thought he was the manager around the prince, and talked in a verbal way.

Half of the people who practice martial arts are controlled by sects, and half are individual tourists in the world. To put it bluntly, it is no different from the thieves in the world. Relying on martial arts, they rob without food and take away money, and bullied ordinary people who know how to fight and have no backers. When they sued the government, the government said, "The world is in the world and the world" and there is no following. Over time, the fields are abandoned, and people go to join the sect, resulting in the existence of fields but no one is born.

This is also the reason why Jianyang has a smaller population. Chen Ziqi sighed. In the long run, all the places controlled by the royal family will become empty cities, and the Chen family's country will sooner or later die.

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Spring is in full bloom, and the debts owed in winter are time to be returned.

Wang Chen Zijian of Wan sent a letter again, hoping that Chen Ziqi would recommend him to the Lord of Guiyun Palace. Chen Ziqi pursed her lips, looked at the little red bird who was napping at his hand, and wrote a letter back.

"... I haven't seen Dan Yi for many years and I've been a little bit distant. I've met him before, Dan Yi's temperament has changed drastically and it's difficult to get along with him... The emperor's behavior has angered Guiyun Palace. I haven't seen the Feng King for three months, so I should still take a look at this matter..."

To put it bluntly, I am not familiar with Danyi now and cannot recommend it to you. I will introduce you to you when I re-edited Yu Hao with him.

"Ha, my good brother, I only take money and don't do anything, it's not authentic," Chen Zijian sneered and burned Chen Ziqi's reply and asked his subordinates behind him, "What are he doing recently?"

"Reclaim the fields and set up a chicken farm..." The spy answered truthfully.

"Chicken farm?" King Wan was very surprised. This kid asked for 50,000 taels just to raise chickens?

Of course, 50,000 taels are not only about raising chickens, but also about Danyi’s money.

In Guiyun Palace, Dan Yi looked at the 20,000 taels of silver notes in front of him and didn't say anything for a long time.

"This is the money you borrowed before and the money from Zhanlu's sword." Chen Ziqi looked at Liuyun Zhufengguan on Danyi's head, feeling a little distracted.

Danyi pushed the silver note back: "You can take it first, and pay it back slowly in the future."

"What, I think it's too little?" Chen Ziqi raised his eyebrows.

Guan Danyi borrowed 10,000 taels before, and he calculated Zhan Lu's money and directly paid back 20,000.

"Zhanlu sword is worth ten thousand taels of gold." Dan Yi said lightly.

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Chapter completed!