In the blink of an eye, the new year is destined to be a bad year for some people.
The major sects want to give their upper-level sects a New Year's gift, and the silent teacher goes to Liuhe sect in person to meet Luo Hongfeng, the sect master of Qi sect.
"Now Suxinzong has become the target of public criticism, and there are ugly rumors everywhere. The Sword League has already laughed at us to death." Wuyin Shitai was wearing a silver and white robe and sat in the main hall of Liuhezong, asking him to come forward to quell this. thing.
The act of provoking Guiyun Palace was originally at the behest of Luo Hongfeng. Now that they got into trouble, Guiyun Palace took ruthless revenge, and Luo Hongfeng should help them solve it.
Luo Hongfeng sat in the main seat and took a sip of tea unhurriedly: "It's just some gossip, people forget it after a while, and it will naturally subside. If it comes out to clarify, it will become more and more black."
"Is this an ordinary gossip? The disciples of Su Xinzong don't dare to go out now!" The silent teacher slapped the table with a slap and stared at Luo Hongfeng coldly, very angry.
Not only those unpleasant rumors, but more importantly, the small sects under Su Xinzong have begun to be unstable.
Luo Hongfeng frowned slightly, pondered for a moment, and said, "It's not difficult to solve this matter, let's talk about it first, what did you get in Jiuyin Villa?"
"This is a matter of our sect. Has the sect master crossed the line?" The voiceless teacher was too dissatisfied. Although the Qi Zongs are in the same line, they have been divided into different factions for hundreds of years. There are some things that the Qi Zong Sect Master has no right to control.
"Oh, you didn't say anything, how can I solve the problem for you?" Luo Hongfeng sneered, walked up to the silent teacher, and suddenly lowered his voice, "Tell me the truth, is it related to the ancestor's suicide note?"
"..." The silent teacher stared back coldly without showing weakness, and said slowly, "Poor Ni said earlier that Su Xinzong has no suicide note!"
"… "
Wuyin Shitai and Luo Hongfeng parted unhappily, the rumors could not be resolved, Su Xinzong had to close the door to thank the guests.
"I don't want to go down the mountain! Those people looked at me like a prostitute!" The youngest jade pot was bullied by the senior sisters again and asked her to go down the mountain to buy it, but this time she didn't say anything.
"What are you talking about, the town at the foot of the mountain belongs to my Suxin School, who would dare to say that it's not yours?" Senior Sister tried to persuade.
"You haven't been out yet, how do you know?" Yuhu couldn't help crying.
"Enough!" Zhao Surou passed by, saw several disciples arguing, and stopped her, "I'm so idle to do nothing, go and sweep the snow in the vestibule!"
The group of people suddenly became quiet.
Yuhu lowered his head and cried softly. Every time the senior sisters bullied her, the master would do it all across the board, never asking what was going on. Quietly tightening the black handkerchief in her sleeves, the seniors and sisters who get along with each other day and night are not as nice to her as a stranger.
The mountain snow covered the Fairy Peak of Suxinzong, the mountain road was cold, and no sect came to visit. This year is destined to be miserable.
Chen Ziqi's new year was very lively. Because I newly recognized two sworn brothers, we have to give gifts to each other during the New Year, and we have to go to two sects to drink.
Take some treasures from the palace and give them to the two brothers. Changjianmen returned two carts of radishes and cabbage that he had stored in the cellar, and Dianjianmen returned him two jars of pickles and a pig.
Chang E looked at the big fat pig with some emotion: "It seems that these days are back to when you were a child. It is not easy to eat meat." Jianyang is desolate, and it is difficult to buy meat with money.
Chen Ziqi felt a little guilty: "It will get better in the spring. With a chicken farm, I will let you drink chicken soup and eat chicken legs."
"Is the old lady missing that meat?" Chang E glanced at Chen Ziqi, she was worried that the child was growing up, and if he didn't eat well, he might not grow taller.
"I'm not short of meat either," Chen Ziqi said with a smile, and took out the sleepy little red bird in his arms, "I take it with me."
"Chirp!" The little red bird woke up suddenly.
"You should eat one and show it to me." Chang E rolled her eyes, this kid raises a red chicken every winter, and he doesn't know where he got it.
Chen Ziqi looked at the fluffy little red bird, really opened his mouth, and slowly stuffed the bird's head into his mouth.
"Tweet Tweet!" The little red bird flapped its wings and kept calling.
"Crack!" Chen Ziqi received a slap on the head.
"Don't play like this, the bird's head is so dirty!" Chang E raised her eyebrows, snatched the little red bird away, wiped its wet hairy head with a handkerchief, "spit the hair out of your mouth."
Chen Ziqi snatched the little red bird back, put it in his arms again, and made a face at Niangqin.
Wu disappeared from the side, and he was so frightened that he lost his mind. If he was accidentally bitten just now, what should he do? It is better to persuade the Palace Master to return to the Cloud Palace as soon as possible.
I don't know if the little red bird was angry, and disappeared that night, and did not appear again throughout the first month. After the first month of the month, I came back. At that time, Chen Ziqi had already bought chicken seedlings and started a chicken farm.
The entire slope was circled, leaving only the long and short slope for the two factions to compete.
Spring is in full bloom, and the whole village is covered with green grass. After discussing with Zeng Fu Yin, Chen Ziqi bought Chen Liang from the official warehouse at a low price and used it to feed the chickens.
"Chirp, chirp..." Flocks of yellow-haired chicks, surrounded by a fence, were noisy and lively. No more, no less, just three hundred chicks.
Chen Ziqi leaned on the fence and watched, very happy. When I was a child, I used to go to the chicken farm to pick up eggs every morning. I always thought that when I could have my own chicken farm, I would eat as much chicken as I wanted.
"Where did you buy so many chickens?" Chen Ziqi turned to ask Wu Ziqi.
"King Kong Gate, Wuying Gate, and Stone Corpse Sect all have chicken farms, and they asked Feng Ling's people to buy them." Wu Jian replied honestly. Like this kind of not very heavy goods, and they are distributed all over the place, it is most suitable to find Fengling to buy them.
"It's really convenient to have a Fengling Building. Can you call your palace master to open a Fengling Building in Jianyang?" Chen Ziqi took out the little red bird in his arms, bent over and placed it among the chickens, letting him It plays with the chicks.
"This matter has to... ah!" Wu disappeared after half-speaking, and when he saw Chen Ziqi's movements, he exclaimed in fright, "Your Highness, no!"
Dan Yi was caught off guard by being put into the chicken flock, and the smell of chicken excrement made him almost breathless, and he let out a long cry of "chirp-". The crisp and long voice was very different from the cry of a real chicken. In an instant, all the yellow-haired chickens quickly backed away, leaving a large space for the little red bird.
"jijijiji..." The little chicks huddled together, watching the little red bird shiver.
Chen Ziqi watched this scene in a relaxed way, and whispered, "It's really the king of birds, even chickens are afraid of you."
The little red bird, who was tilting its head to stare at him, stiffened slightly, and then raised its head proudly. Knowing that this seat is the king of birds, I even threw this seat into the chicken sty!
Chen Ziqi fished out the little red bird with a sullen smile, and Guan Wu asked for a handkerchief to wipe its claws and claws: "I'm just kidding you, don't be angry, I'll eat melon seeds for you later."
He returned the handkerchief to Wuqiang and left with the little red bird in his arms. In front of the chicken farm gate, he saw the crowd in Wuyang and Wuyang, and only after asking Wuqiang did he know that these were the people who came to apply for the recruitment.
In addition to the chicken farm, Chen Ziqi also bought a large piece of land to grow food, and planned to hire ordinary people in Jianyang to take care of it. The wages he paid are high, and there are people from Changjianmen and Dianjianmen around the chicken farm who are guarding them all year round.
"I can grow ten acres of land by myself, and I'm good at reclaiming wasteland and ploughing. I don't need wages, I just need to eat three meals a day!" A sturdy man squeezed in front, begging earnestly.
"Why don't you plant your own fields with all your strength?" Chen Ziqi walked over and asked the man. He had read the field directory given by the governor, but all the people around Jianyang had fields under their names, and these people seemed to have nothing to eat.
"How can I grow my own fields..." The middle-aged woman behind the man sighed, "The world is so chaotic, who would dare to farm? It's not like they were robbed!"
These people didn't know Chen Ziqi's identity, and when they saw that he was well dressed, they thought it was the steward next to the prince, and they started talking nonsense.
Half of the people who practice martial arts are controlled by sects, and half are stragglers. The so-called Jianghu FIT, to put it poorly, is no different from the Jiangyang thief. Relying on martial arts, if there is no food to rob, and no money to take, the bullies are ordinary people who can't do martial arts and have no support. Go to the official government, the official government's sentence "the rivers and lakes are about the rivers and lakes" will not be followed. Over time, all the fields were deserted, and people went to the sect to take refuge in the sect. As a result, there were fields but no seeds.
This is also the reason why Jianyang's population is getting smaller and smaller. Chen Ziqi sighed. If things go on like this, all the places under the control of the royal family will become empty cities.
…
Spring is blooming, and the debt owed in winter has come to be repaid.
Chen Zijian, the king of Anhui, sent a letter again, hoping that Chen Ziqi would introduce him to the Palace Master of Guiyun Palace. Chen Ziqi pursed his lips, looked at the little red bird napping beside him, and wrote back a letter.
"… My brother and Dan Yi haven't seen each other for many years, and they already have a relationship. They met before, but Dan Yi's temperament has changed drastically and it is difficult to get along... The emperor's behavior has angered Gui Yun Gong, and my younger brother has not seen Feng Feng for three months. Wang, this matter should be taken care of…”
To put it bluntly, I'm not familiar with Dan Yi right now, so I can't introduce you to me. I'll introduce you to both of you when I rehabilitate with him.
"Heh, my good brother, he only takes money and doesn't do business, but he is not authentic," Chen Zijian sneered and burned Chen Ziqi's reply, and asked his subordinates behind him, "What is he doing recently?"
"Cultivating fields, running chicken farms..." The spy answered truthfully.
"A chicken farm?" The King of Anhui was very surprised. This kid asked for fifty thousand taels just to raise chickens
Of course, 50,000 taels not only raised chickens, but also returned Dan Yi's money.
In Guiyun Palace, Dan Yi looked at the 20,000 taels of silver bills in front of him, and did not speak for a long time.
"This is the money that I borrowed from you earlier, and the money for Zhan Lu Baojian." Chen Ziqi looked at the flowing clouds above Dan Yi's head, a little distracted.
Dan Yi pushed the bank note back: "You take it first, and you can return it later."
"Why, too little?" Chen Ziqi raised an eyebrow.
Guan Danyi had borrowed 10,000 taels before, but he counted Zhan Lu's money and paid back 20,000 directly.
"Zhan Lu's sword is worth 10,000 taels of gold." Dan Yi said lightly.
"… "
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Qiqi: Hu, why are you giving away 10,000 taels of gold
Bird Attack: I have money
Qiqi: I have no money
Bird Attack: Then pay in installments
Qiqi: How to fix it
Bird Attack: Accompany me to practice swordsmanship (/⊙/v/⊙/) once a day, and it will pay off after decades. Qiqi:? ?