A few days later, Tianhao, who had taken the guard to the fishing village with the agreed time, happened to return to the "Big Viper Snake".

He was stunned by the various objects that were moved from the cabin to the shore, and then he was very excited.

More than a dozen golden fruits about the size of a water tank were piled together, emitting an attractive and strong fragrance. Judging from the appearance, Tianhao could be sure that this was a pineapple, but he had never seen such a huge size. Without saying a word, he took the knife and cut the thick and hard grid-like skin, and the golden juicy flesh immediately appeared in front of him. The taste was not much different from that of the civilization era, but the fragrance was stronger and the sweetness was higher.

A large bundle of sugar cane fixed with ropes aroused Tianhao's interest. Its diameter is similar to that of adult barbarians' arms, and its dark purple skin is very hard. It must be cut off with a long knife to reveal the white and edible part. The common point of this thing with giant pineapples is that it is extremely sweet and can completely replace the beets currently being grown on a large scale.

Tianhao often thinks, what kind of world is this?

In the long-deceased civilization era, latitude is an important factor in determining the growth of animals and plants. Because of the heat energy and the sun. Without artificial cultivation, sugarcane and pineapple can only survive in tropical areas. The search team actually found them on Jeju Island... The only explanation is that high concentration of radiation causes mutation.

The hard and dry thick skin has sufficient water storage inside, which is almost the basic feature of all plants that survived the catastrophe from the era of destruction. After all, they are not as free as animals, and must spread seeds through foreign media to reproduce. The strong and powerful defense is destined to be out of reach for most animals, and only species with special tastes are interested in them.

The strong sailors moved several large wicker baskets from the cabin, filled with yellow stones, some of which were regular crystalline on the surface, and most of them were in the form of schist. Tianhao picked up one and weighed it, raised the corners of his mouth, showing a knowing smile.

This is natural sulfhydryl ore. In the civilized era, the iron ore containing sulfur was very wide distributed. This thing actually has low iron content and is mainly used to make sulfuric acid and sulfur.

The exploration team gained a lot, and the goods that Tianhao paid the most attention to was Poppy.

The surface of the green fruit is gray, and the dry black blocks on the broken stems indicate that the picking method is extremely coarse. Several fruits have clear tooth marks on the surface, which are obviously gnawed by the picker, but the taste is very bad and they are not treated as food.

Tianhao pointed to the vine basket containing poppy 1 millet and gave an order to the broken teeth: "Move them to my mansion. Without my orders, no one is allowed to approach."

Any species produced in nature has special significance, and the key lies in how to use it.

...

Rumors spread like wind throughout the cattle territory.

"The Lord of the Rock City intends to rebel."

"I also heard that he killed the most beloved concubine of the King of the Fierce Bulls. His methods were cruel and outrageous."

"What is a mere bull king? He doesn't even take His Majesty seriously."

In Heijiao City, when the great master Wu Peng walked into the back hall of the palace, he heard several guards gathering together and talking in a low voice. It was a corner of leeing, which could be seen clearly from this direction. The walls had a sound wave refraction effect. Although the voice was low, the general content could be judged through just a few words.

Wu Peng stopped and looked at the guards deeply. A trace of worry climbed up to his eyebrows along the corners of his eyes. After a few seconds of silence, he shook his head and walked into the hall without saying a word.

This is the King of Niu’s bedroom.

At dusk, the light had become dim and the room was lit. Although the oil was expensive, it was nothing to the king of the clan.

The king of the cattle tribe was half lying on the bed, and the sunset rays penetrated through the window shone a large shadow behind him. The breeze blew, and the swaying firelight reflected waves of movement on the wall, dense wrinkles piled up on the face, and the veins on the surface of the dry skin burst out, and the roots were mixed.

"...You are here." The King of Niu's voice was hoarse, his speech was brief, and he sounded a little weak.

Wu Peng walked to the bed, bent down and bowed. The servant next to him quickly moved a chair and let him sit down. The old bull king glanced at him. The servant nodded understandingly and turned around and left.

"What is the result of the inspection?" We are very familiar with each other. Although we are kings and ministers, we are also old friends for many years. When Wang asked, he was not so formal, casual and natural.

The national teacher's eyebrows were frowning, and the dense wrinkles in the middle of his eyebrows were as deep as a knife: "The overall situation is good. The food consumption last year was not large, and the harvest of each tribe is OK. The food storage is more than we expected, but it is just better than nothing."

"You don't seem to be very happy?" Wang's eyes were very sharp.

Wu Peng did not deny it. He nodded calmly, but did not speak.

"I have heard some rumors lately, all about the young man you recommended to me last time." Wang's hair was snow-white and messy, and the traces of time were revealed in his wrinkles, and he asked in his words.

The national master did not answer directly. He turned his body sideways, opened a small cloth bag placed next to him, took out a few neatly cut papers, paused on his knees a few times, and handed them to the king: "Your Majesty, you can take a look at this first."

A slightly rough feel comes from the fingers, very thin and has good toughness. Unlike the familiar animal skin roll, this thing can be bent and folded, regardless of the lightness or volume, it is far above the former.

The most important thing is that it can be used for writing.

"Is this paper?" The old king smiled. He knew that this thing was his first time seeing it, but he had seen clay templates related to it in the Royal Archives countless times. Being an emperor is a job that requires a lot of knowledge. Idiots who know nothing usually end up in a miserable way.

The national teacher nodded and handed over a pen made of charcoal.

The charcoal strips that have not been chemically processed are very crisp and will break with a little force. Wang pinched the front part of the charcoal strip with his thumb and index finger, and carefully wrote a few words on the paper. Looking at the clear black square words, he smiled knowingly.

"Is this what the young man did?" Wang put down the charcoal strip in his hand, raised his arm, and gently pressed his temple with his fingers, thinking in a soothing pressure: "What's his name... Tianhao... It seems like this."

The national master moved his body forward a little and said seriously: "The person who conquered the Pig tribe, captured the Fangya City, and worshiped the head of the Pig King to His Majesty is Tianhao."

When a person gets older, his brain becomes dull and slow to react. Even if something just happened, it will be forgotten completely.

Tianhao belongs to the new nobleman. He has not lived in Heijiao City for a long time. Except for the last time he was promoted to the city lord, he has no connection with the bull king, so the chance of being forgotten is naturally high.

"He is Niu Weibang's man." The king's memories gradually recovered under the reminder of the national teacher, and a smile appeared on his face covered with black old man spots: "I remembered that I specially issued him a lord promotion edict. He was a young man who was full of energy and knew how to coordinate his relationship."

He was referring to the branding ceremony of the Lord Zong Guang City.

"In this battle, Mishui City assigned 70,000 pig people, Leijiao City received 100,000, and Panshi City was about 90,000. The pig race no longer exists, which is a good thing for us." The national teacher spoke slowly, as if every word had to be thought about before he could speak it.

"Niu Lingxiao from the ferocious bull tribe asked for a meeting yesterday. He kept crying and saying that Niu Tianhao killed his concubine." The king seemed to be talking casually: "He has many witnesses. If you really want to investigate, there should be many witnesses on the scene in Panshi City. This kind of thing is not as troublesome as you imagine. As long as you want to investigate, there will always be results."

The national master was silent for a few seconds and suddenly laughed: "If it were my intention to rebel, I would never have been so arrogant. As a young man, he had just climbed up from the village leader and had just been in the position of the city lord for a few years, and he seized the opportunity to destroy a tribe. No matter who changed it, he would feel proud."

The king's expression was very peaceful: "I would rather believe in Niu Weibang. Since even he is silent about this, I have nothing to say."

The national master quickly bowed and bowed again: "Your Majesty's wiseness."

"It's not surprising that those who are capable will always be envied." The king sighed a little: "The gods will treat everyone fairly. He made paper and worshiped a king's bone bowl. If all the city lords can be like him, haha... what else can I worry about?"

The smile on the national teacher's face was more soothing than before: "It's true."

"Send two secret decrees to Niu Weibang." The conversation took a long time, and the king felt tired. His words showed weakness and difficulties again, but they had unquestionable majesty: "According to the convention, all city lords must go to Loong Pass to be on duty for half a year, and at the same time, they dispatched rotating troops according to the actual situation of each city."

Wu Peng's expression became serious, and he nodded slowly: "It must be an elite force."

A gust of cold wind blew out of the window, stimulating Wang's throat itchy. He began to cough violently. The national master quickly picked up the teapot on the side table and poured a glass of water, and delivered it to Wang's mouth. He watched him drink slowly with concern. Finally, he stopped coughing, and his deep breathing slowed down from rapidity.

"...The number of reinforcements... is tentatively set to be two thousand!" A fierce coughing consumed most of Wang's physical strength, and even he himself did not notice a trace of saliva dripping slowly along the corner of his mouth: "Let Niu Weibang control the time himself, next year...the latest, no more than the next year."

The national teacher's eyes were filled with deep worries: "What is the second will?"

"... Give Niu Weibang a high-level killing order." The soft muscles on the king's face twitched: "Panshi City... is too far away, let him decide on his own and pay close attention to Niu Tianhao's movements... If... if he is loyal and brave, I... I don't mind letting him become a clan. If he... really intends to rebel, let Niu Weibang kill him based on the edict."

...

When I walked out of the Niu King's bedroom, it was already dark.

Standing in the empty palace square, Wu Peng looked up at the sky, and the black sky curtain was covered with stars, as if priceless treasures attracted people to pull them off.

The helpless smile slowly climbed onto his cheeks, causing a deep sigh that he alone heard.

Your Majesty is a smart man. Time is dismantling his body in a savage and rough manner, but it does not damage his wisdom.

Many years ago, we were young people. At that time, His Majesty had passion and dreams in his heart. If he had not been moved by his powerful words, maybe I had been staying in the village and would have always been an unknown ordinary priest.

The older people are seriously ill, and Wu Peng himself is the same. Who said that Your Majesty will not be jealous? He is jealous of young people, not because they have made achievements, but because they have enviable youth.

The legendary immortal medicine is just illusion.

Niu Weibang is His Majesty's nephew and a true confidant. No matter how great Tianhao's contribution is, he is not as good as Niu Weibang's position in His Majesty's mind.

By the same token, if Tianhao was not a subordinate of Niu Weibang, and if Panshi City was not within the jurisdiction of Leijiao City, the murder of Niu Lingxiao's concubine would definitely not end with such a result.

Tianhao will be exiled and sent far away to a remote village as the leader. This is his value in just a few years, and he can develop the Panshi Village of hundreds of people to its current scale, which is enough to prove his ability. Compared with the commander general who has great military achievements and holds great power, an internal affairs official who focuses on the development of people's livelihood can reassure His Majesty more.

If you can analyze clay template materials and create paper that can write, your Majesty will certainly be reluctant to kill such talents, but there will definitely be promotions on the open and secret. Even if it is not now, you will not be able to avoid the vulgarity in the future.

To those who don't believe it, rumors are just a joke.

It also has another way of interpreting the same thing. If it is said from countless people, the fake will become real and you have to believe it.

Tianhao is still very lucky.

Panshi City is located just on the border of the Niu tribe and borders multiple tribes. The reason why Niu Weibang was arranged to form a separate tribe in that position is not only the close blood relationship with His Majesty, but more importantly, Niu Weibang is very good at fighting.

Therefore, Your Majesty handed over the primary disposal power to Niu Weibang. Tianhao is an important figure in the Leiniu clan. If you want to kill and use it, Niu Weibang must know much more than Your Majesty.

In fact, Wu Peng agrees with the king's approach.

Countless examples in history have long proved the harm caused by excessive power of commanding soldiers.

But he was also optimistic about the young man Tianhao, who was very outstanding and had a strategic vision.

The only worry is His Majesty's body.

He is too old.

We are all old.

...

Wheat sown on a large area sprouts in the spring breeze.

The vast farmland stretches from the foot of the mountains in the distance to the forests. Except for areas that have been discovered and cannot be planted, looking around Panshi City, green is everywhere.

The old priest pulled Tianhao from the city and walked north along the newly built road. He walked several kilometers before he found a clean place to sit down. With indescribable excitement, he breathed in the warm and humid air, his eyes full of hope.
Chapter completed!