I saw you, Wen Huazi, stood up and continued slowly:

"Maybe you haven't received the news yet. From next year, the Immortal Alliance will issue a talisman to every ten prefectures. Each talisman corresponds to a talisman. From next year, if the talisman is found to have no talisman on his body, the talisman has the right to kill him on the spot.

"So Brother Wuyin asked Yanzhou to join the Immortal Alliance, which is beneficial to you and me. This is for everyone's good. If you still don't have talismans on you next year, even if you are in Yanzhou, it will be useless. The secret guards of the Immortal Alliance will find you one by one. Kill a few people in your family, and you will definitely not be ruthless.

Although he smiled when he spoke, his tone was particularly cold, which made people shudder.

As soon as these words were spoken, the faces of the people in the government suddenly became tragic, and everyone's eyes revealed despair.

Many of them have seen the methods of the Immortal Alliance, so they believe in Wen Huazi's words.

With this threat, in the eyes of Wen Huazi and Sang Wuyin, even if Sang Wuyin is unwilling to let Yanzhou join the Immortal Alliance, these timid and inferior people as timid as rats will not agree.

As the lord of a mansion, Wen Huazi has seen too many such mansions and knows these people too well.

These people have been enslaved for generations, and their enslavement has long been deeply rooted in their souls. Even if they live like a dog, they are unwilling to take any risks for a better living area.

So in his opinion, Sang Xiaoman's choice to believe these untouchables who only know how to survive is an extremely stupid and childish behavior.

She may be a good talisman master, but she certainly will not be a good head of the family. Slaves are always used to punish rather than spoil them.

Sure enough, just because of Wen Huazi's words just now, the ordinary people in Mirage Void Si were all worried, and a trace of light that had just appeared on his face disappeared without a trace.

Some government residents who had lost their hope began to disperse one by one, and they didn't even want to choose.

Seeing that the time had come, Sang Wuyin stood up again at this time.

"Everyone should not be discouraged. I have a deep friendship with Cao Keng, the leader of the Immortal Alliance. He has already shown to me that if I take over the position of the head of the family, he will only enter a few larger cities in Yanzhou. As for other places, the Immortal Alliance Prefecture Guards will not interfere."

As soon as these words were spoken, the originally silenced expressions on the faces of these people suddenly became much brighter.

"It's just a few cities, and it's still acceptable."

"Yes, joining the Immortal Alliance is also the general trend. You won't be able to go against the Immortal Alliance all day long, which is not beneficial."

Many people began to shake.

The transformation was so fast that even some of the Sang Family Funeral Masters on the field were shocked.

What Sang Wuyin did was just throwing a handful of "breasts" on the ground after "fighting" them, but a handful of "breasts" immediately made them forget the pain of "fightings".

In a sense, Wen Huazi's evaluation of these people is correct.

They are lazy, they are not enterprising, they like to take advantage of small gains, they are afraid of things and are unwilling to be the first to be the first to live, and they are more willing to live a life of the same static than facing risks.

Sang Wuyin was very satisfied with the situation at this moment.

There is no doubt that this scene once again proves that his way of controlling the people is correct.

She seemed to have expected the change in the attitudes of these people, with her expression unmoved, neither disappointed nor angry, and listened to their conversation with a calm face.

Sang Wuyin suddenly looked at Sang Xiaoman with a sarcastic expression:

"Xiaoman's niece, it's your turn. Let's talk about it while this person hasn't finished yet. If you become the head of this family, where would you lead Yanzhou?"

Sang Xiaoman even disregarded Sang Wuyin's ridicule at this moment.

She ignored Sang Wuyin, but glanced at the Yanzhou people in the mirage in front of her.

"Do you all understand these three points that my uncle Wuyin said just now?"

She said calmly, taking a step forward casually, then raised her jaw slightly and then said:

"Why don't I explain it to you."

Her words were naturally said to the ordinary people on the mirage statue above her head.

"You don't need to explain. It doesn't matter if you don't understand it. We just want to live a peaceful life and don't want to be implicated by the grievances of you big men."

A voice with a little helplessness in his tone suddenly came from the virtual image.

But there are too many people, and I don’t know who is talking.

But this is very consistent with the style of these government citizens. They are mixed in the crowd and are unwilling to be the best.

Hearing this, some talisman masters on Wuyun Tower burst into laughter. There was no doubt that in the eyes of these people, they were both smiling at the timid people in the palace, and smiling at Sang Xiaoman who really took these people seriously.

"No, it has a lot to do with you."

Sang Xiaoman neither laughed nor was angry because of these laughters, and his face remained calm.

"For example, the second thing my uncle wants to do is to exchange talismans for fairy grain from the prefectures. This will indeed solve the problem of the people in Yanzhou being too many, with less food, and can fill the Yanzhou money treasury. But have you ever thought about where to sell the grain of your farmhouse households with these cheap foreign fairy grains? How to pay for the rent and taxes if you can't sell the grain? How to get oil, salt, firewood, charcoal? How can you survive the long winter without firewood, charcoal? Not to mention buying some new clothes for your children and sending them to study and learn to read."

Her words were particularly calm, but the ordinary people on the other side of Mirage Void were frightened.

"Oh... Dear masters, you have to leave us a way out, right?"

An old man suddenly sighed, and in the silence of the crowd, the figure coming from the mirage statue was particularly harsh.

Faced with this sigh, the other part of the Fu Master present also remained silent. After all, people felt compassion. Moreover, many of them climbed from ordinary Fu Min to the Fu Master step by step, which was very clear about the old man's mood at the moment.

"You can't get a way out. In their eyes, you are like mice in ditches and bed bugs in mud, worthless."

Sang Xiaoman said unceremoniously.

"You, the eldest lady of the Sang family, don't understand our hardships? As long as you have a way out, what's wrong with letting us be a bed bug?"

Someone asked in despair.

"Are you really willing to be a bed bug?"

Sang Xiaoman's "you" asked not only the people who said this, but also the thousands of people in the mirage statue.

When this question asked, everyone in the virtual statue was silent again.

"Actually, you are unwilling to be a bed bug that is trampled under your feet? Who is willing to be a bed bug that is trampled by someone? Who is willing to spend half his life and never taste a meal? Who is willing to be a child who is inferior to others when he is born?"

In their silent voice, Sang Xiaoman's words were like sharp thorns, pricking in the hearts of these people.
Chapter completed!