Hou Wanqian was quite amazed after seeing the seven major camps that resettled refugees in one day.

He has extensive knowledge and has witnessed many camps for resettlement of refugees, but there has never been a clean and orderly person like Qingyun Village.

What's even more rare is that during the day he saw every refugee working. Perhaps it was very hard, but on the faces of the refugees, he could not see the despair and at a loss on the faces of those refugees he had seen before.

The refugees placed in Qingyun Village not only looked as pale and thin as those of the refugees in the past, but they looked a little lean and strong...

Of course, after Hou Yuchun told him that these refugees had meat to eat every day and had a lot of it, Hou Wanqian understood...

I originally thought it was just like that, but at night, the complaint meeting held by the seven major camps at the same time surprised the half-step saint.

Watching the refugees come to the stage and telling almost similar experiences over and over again, the people below were not bored, shed tears again and again, and roars of hatred again and again. Even if Hou Wanqian is a master of swordsmanship, he could not help but be shocked when facing the roars that were made at the same time that hundreds or thousands of mouths were heard.

What was shocked was not their power, but that they could see that their anger from the bottom of their hearts was uniform!

Seeing his father's silence, Hou Yuchun whispered: "When I first saw this, I was puzzled. I asked Lin Ning, these people complained over and over again, and the people below cried over and over again, aren't they annoyed? Lin Ning said that I didn't feel bored when I stood up and talked without pain, so I could naturally speak sarcastic. He asked me, if he hadn't saved me, my father, you were unfortunately gone, and I could only become a ground rat-like existence, and there would be no peace. Someone called Black Bingtai a beast, would I be annoyed? I imagined it, but after being afraid, I didn't feel a little bored. More importantly, I would regard the people who also hated Black Bingtai as ally, that is, the comrades in Lin Ning's mouth."

"Comrade?"

Hou Wanqian asked with thought.

Hou Yuchun said: "It is like-minded. Qingyun Village has compiled many operas that comrades should trust each other with sincerity. In the opera, they have common enemies. As long as they defeat those enemies, their parents, their wives, sons, and children, as well as their descendants, they will no longer have to suffer the sins they have suffered, nor will they suffer the humiliation and despair they have endured. For this purpose, thousands of refugees have been in Qingyun Village for less than three months, but they are all loyal and devoted."

"amazing."

After Hou Wanqian sighed, he turned around and walked slowly in the mountains, and suddenly asked, "Xiaomu, what do you think is the difference between Qingyun Village and the evil magic that devilish people's hearts?"

Hou Yuchun shook his head and said, "There are still fundamentally different. The Demon Cult's trick is to deceive believers to donate their family wealth, and then to attract the people. In the words of Lin Ning scolding the Holy Queen of the Demon Cult, it is just a fool!"

When Hou Wanqian heard this, he laughed in silence and said, "Although this person has unknown origin, he is a wonderful person."

Hou Yuchun narrowed his eyes when he heard this, but said nothing more, and continued: "The way in Qingyunzhai is to find a way to solve the initial food rations of refugees, and then encourage and even ask refugees to make up their own food and clothing through hard work! Now the eight camps in Qingyunzhai have a unified understanding, and labor is the most glorious. All happiness and food and clothing are not based on the heavens or the earth or the charity of the government men. In addition to Qingyunzhai giving some guidance and help, they all have to obtain it by themselves.

, clean and innocent. Father, this statement has never been seen in a thousand years. I originally didn't understand what this meant, but when I looked at the chests of those refugees who stood up after working every day, I realized that the benefit of doing this was to make these refugees be honest and upright, rather than being tenants and slaves under the gentry of aristocratic families like before! For them and their descendants, they will always be honest and upright, and whoever dares to let them go back to the past, they will dare to fight with whom they dare!"

Hou Wanqian exhaled gently, stood still, looked at the remaining sunset in the west, and said, "What a powerful method...but these refugees did not form any army."

Hou Yuchun smiled and said, "It's not easy to become an army? The key is that the army must be united. Now that the people are in a strong manner, Qingyun Village has even arranged for the Master to teach them night classes and teach them to read. Father, at most three years, Qingyun Village's strength will be so strong that it shocks the world."

Hou Wanqian paused and asked Hou Yuchun: "You have learned all these methods, are you willing to go back to Tianjian Mountain to do this?"

Hou Yuchun was stunned when she heard this, and then laughed and said, "Dad, do you really want your son to be successful?"

Hou Wanqian didn't say anything. As a martial saint, no matter how sensible he was, he actually didn't want his only beloved son to be inferior to others.

Hou Yuchun said seriously: "Father, this kind of thing is actually the same as practicing martial arts. It depends on talent. I travel around, exploring information, assassinating or instigating generals, claiming that I can be unparalleled in the world. I am good at making friends, and all peddlers can be friends, with many eyeliners, and I find it interesting. But letting me do things like Qingyunzhai... it really makes me embarrassed. I can't stand these cumbersomeness and will definitely not do it well."

After hearing this, Hou Wanqian's eyes once again showed admiration in his vicissitudes of life and said, "Although you have not inherited my swordsmanship talent, you are as smart as your mother."

Hou Yuchun smiled proudly and said seriously: "Dad, if I hadn't talked with Brother Lin a few more times, I wouldn't have noticed that this world is going to be in chaos!"

Hou Wanqian frowned slightly and said, "Isn't the war almost going to start? How about to have a big chaos?"

Hou Yuchun said: "Every two or three hundred years, every time, not only countless people will die, but also countless aristocratic families will be destroyed. The people can only make fish on the chopping board and be slaughtered. But those aristocratic families, some of whom have money and even have army, are willing to act as chess pieces that will die? Looking at the "seniors" who have died for thousands of years, many of them are now unwilling to die meaninglessly! I didn't find this sign, but Lin Ning woke me up. A few days ago, I secretly visited many middle and upper high-ranking gangs of Qin and Qi, especially Qin. I have many friends there. As a result, I found that many families were preparing secretly! Some people were secretly connecting these aristocratic families that were unwilling to die. This is a huge force! Once chaos arises, the power will be shocked!"

Hou Wanqian looked solemn after hearing this, and said, "But they cannot overthrow the three holy lands. The saints are immortal, and the holy lands are immortal."

Hou Yuchun said: "It was also discovered by Brother Lin. These people colluded with Huchar of Bei Cang!"

Hou Wanqian's eyes suddenly changed when he heard this and said, "Is it true?"

Hou Yuchun nodded and said, "Eight. Nine are not separated from ten."

Hou Wanqian asked, "How about Boy Lin?"

Hou Yuchun smiled and said in admiration: "He told Jiang Taixu, the chief disciple of Jixia Academy without hesitation. Then Jiang Taixu returned to Jixia Academy overnight and sued his master. Dad, Brother Lin actually knew that the more chaotic the world is, the more beneficial it is for the development of Qingyun Village. It is best to break it into pieces. No matter which saint Huzha and which saint died together, Qingyun Village can eat a lot and grow vigorously on the corpse of that holy land. But he said that he would rather take his family with him.

I hid in the mountains for several years and did not want to see the people of the world suffering from the iron hoofs of the Hu clan. Dad, just talking about this mind, I am not as good as him. After you had an accident, I thought, if I could not save it, I would go to the Beicang Grassland. Even if I were to be a cattle and a horse for them, I would take the lead of the Hu cavalry south at all costs, destroy the Qin Dynasty, and avenge the murder of my father! No matter whether it succeeds or fails, whether it will be infamous for thousands of years, even if the world is flooded with floods and countless casualties, what does it have to do with my Hou family?

Hey! Do you want me to have another place?"

Hou Wanqian glanced at this "bad son" lightly, his face was dissatisfied, and he was actually very moved.

But if you act like this, your true nature will become true nature and will not achieve great achievements.

He shook his head and said, "Let's go, let me talk to you about this Qingyun Village tonight. Even if you become a saint, you can only protect yourself with a sword and find justice. Dongfang Qingye is not the Master Ji Yue, who is cruel and ruthless and has no morality. If I take action to enter the Black Ice Platform, he will definitely chase you. Therefore, we need to make a long-term plan and suppress it with the general trend."

While walking with his father to the cliff of the mountain behind Qingyun, Hou Yuchun frowned and said, "Wouldn't the dogs from the Black Bingtai be bullied and we can't do anything?"

Hou Wanqian shook his head and said, "This is another matter. As long as you don't attack Dongwangshan or kill into the Qin Palace, the people on the Black Ice Platform will die outside, Dongfang Qingye will not care. The three holy places have been fighting secretly over the years, and the deaths and injuries have been severe, but the three saints have never intervened.

Moreover, you, my father and son will not kill innocent people indiscriminately. People from the Black Ice Platform should not be killed by everyone...

My son is relieved that half of Dongfang Qingye’s mind is fascinated by the holy path, otherwise he would not have done anything to kill his wife and prove his truth. As for being a father for ten years, he should be suppressed by him.”

"Can't kill it?"

"Unless the Double Saints siege or the Qin State is destroyed, it will destroy the foundation of his holy path."

"Oh, I really have to make a long-term plan. Forget it, I'll still rely on Brother Lin's side."

“…”

...

Qingyun Village, Juyi Hall.

"Let's go tonight?"

Huang Honger was not only happy to be able to attend the Qingyunzhai core meeting, but also had many confusions.

Lin Ning took Xiao Jiuniang to play for a long time, and after he came back, he summoned several members of the head, including Huang Honger and Yan Zhong, to discuss going to Guangyang County tonight to destroy the Mao family.

Lin Ning did not ignore her as usual, and explained seriously: "The world changes too quickly, and the Three Kingdoms War is likely to stop, move the battlefield northward, and launch a war with Beicang. We must retrieve the iron materials as soon as possible and build weapons to protect ourselves."

Everyone looked at each other, completely unaware of it, and didn't know what was wrong with the world.

Only Tian Wuniang received Lin Ning's complaint during the day. Previously, because she had no big thick legs to hold, Qingyunzhai had to be restrained and cautious, and developed too slowly.

Now that there is a thick thigh in Qingyun Village, they will save it themselves. If they don’t hold it tightly and use it to death, wouldn’t it be too wasteful?

Jiang Taixu returned to Confucius Mountain to tell Master Hucha that he might have the merits of wielding his troops south, and Hou Wanqian could become a saint in three days to occupy the second. With these two points, Qingyun Village will be afraid of his hands and feet, it will be too ineffective!

So, as soon as he learned that Hou Wanqian had become a saint on three days, Lin Ning had actually made up his mind to work hard for a hundred days!

I endured it all day long to understand the movements of the Hou family and his son.

Now that I know, I have no worries!
Chapter completed!