It was not dawn yet, and in the morning breeze, Bai Suer stroked her hair with her hands and smiled slightly: "Although I am a woman, I know that I can't help but repay my kindness. The God killed the former City God and helped me avenge my family. What else can I do if I can't bear to leave?"

Liu Yi's heart was turbulent, but he felt that he wanted to roar to the sky, and his heart was filled with heroic spirit. He just felt that he had so many loyal and brave people under his command, and what else could he not do in the world?

He is not very good at expressing emotions in front of so many people, nor is he an acting person. He performs in front of so many people.

But I made a decision in my heart that I will never let down these subordinates be so loyal to me!

It was the darkest time before dawn. Liu Yi smiled slightly: "It's almost dawn, let's go back first. Although it's rainy, there is the sun's true fire..."

"Yes, lord!"

Liu Yi stepped onto the carriage, thought about it and turned back, and said to the ghosts: "I know all your loyalty. In the future, I will have my own way and your place!"

The heavy rain gradually began to turn lighter. As the rice in the fields began to mature, the heavy joy of harvesting filled everyone's hearts.

As soon as he returned to the City God Temple, he saw Fu Zheng and a group of Confucian scholars rushing into the temple and laughed: "Thanks to the God, I went to Jishui in person to avoid this lustful rain. We have to thank the God!"

The Confucian scholars behind also thanked him. After all, the rain damaged not only the crops at the foot of Fenglai Mountain, but the damage to most of the fields in the county.

The so-called Confucian scholars mostly have industrial and fertile land at home. The losses are serious. Liu Yi advised Jishui Jun to stop the rain, which was also a great help to them!

What's more, the thousand acres of fertile land will soon be harvested, and the yield per mu is a thousand kilograms. Even these Confucian scholars were all moved by the news.

There are hundreds of acres of fertile land in these families, and there are many thousands of acres. If they have a yield of 1,000 pounds, they will be moved to think about it. In addition, Liu Yi was able to write famous quotes such as Hengqu, so he was naturally regarded as his own people by these Confucian scholars.

Now the court has personally sent Situ, one of the three ministers, to test auspicious things, which naturally makes these Confucian scholars more optimistic about Liu Yi.

Therefore, as soon as Liu Yi came back today, these people came to show their goodwill.

Although there is no harvest yet, as long as you see the rice ears, you can imagine how much the yield per mu is.

"I have been in the position of the City God for half!" Liu Yi pondered as he sent off the Confucian scholars, which represented the recognition of the Confucian scholars and wealthy families in the county. This foundation has been solidified.

But at this moment, he saw that Fu Zheng did not leave, but instead left a step behind. He knew in his heart that Fu Zheng must have something to say to him.

There were too many people just now, but Liu Yi did not show up. At this moment, he showed up and smiled and said, "What else does Mr. Fu have to explain?"

Fu Zheng chuckled: "My family temple will be erected tonight. Please help me."

"This is natural!" Liu Yi smiled.

"Also," Fu Zheng hesitated for a moment, and finally couldn't help reminding him: "Situ Xu Gong is a straightforward man and does not rub sand in his eyes. This time, I'm afraid it may not be a good thing for the God Lord!"

Liu Yi's heart sank slightly and asked, "How can this matter be resolved? This is a matter of a thousand pounds per mu. It is a good thing for the court and the people of the world. Does Mr. Xu have any other thoughts?"

Fu Zheng shook his head but said no more: "The God will know then. Speaking of which, I have a bad relationship with this Gong Xu. If I talk too much, it will be a villain. The God will look at him at that time!"

Liu Yi did not ask any more questions, and doubts arose in his heart. If Situ, one of these three ministers, really had bad people, things would be a little troublesome!

In a few days, the weather was clear and the rice was about to mature. For a moment, not only the villagers at the foot of Fenglai Mountain were happy, but also the people in the distance, and even the people from other counties all came to watch in groups after hearing this.

Even those who came to burn incense for Liu Yi devoutly asked the God of Earth to bless them and let their land be harvested.

In just a few days, Liu Yi's incense vows were almost ten times more.

At that time, the magistrate of County Ling even ran to the foot of Fenglai Mountain every few days. It seemed that he could not sleep if he didn't see these rice ears for a day.

"This is Jiahe. The real Jiahe!" I don't know how many people are saying this.

The news that had been brewing for several months was spreading rapidly, just before the harvest was achieved. Even the big guys in the capital could not sit still and wanted to check it out in person.

And this time, the imperial chief who everyone was looking forward to, Situ Xu Feng's big lord, had slowly come to Huiling County.

Before we arrived, we saw the green air coming slowly like a pillar.

Liu Yi looked into the city god, and felt strange in his heart. The county magistrate is the king of a county and has a green spirit. Although the governor has a strong real power, his reputation is low, and he is also a green spirit.

Situ is one of the three dukes and an important official in the court. Although this green energy is a hundred times stronger, why is it still green energy?

Situ was one of the three Dukes of the imperial court, with a gold seal and purple ribbon, and a salary of 10,000 stones. It can be said that he was an extremely powerful minister. Why is this still the case?

Originally, Liu Yi had guessed that Situ was a noble man with purple luck. Now it seems that it is not that simple to have purple energy.

He guessed in his heart, but did not show it. Seeing that the county magistrate had already taken all the servants from the official temple to greet him, Liu Yi also led his team to the edge of the Lingjie Kingdom to welcome him.

This is the majesty of the three officials, and it is necessary to welcome the people of the world, not only the governments of the world, but also the ghosts and gods in all parts of the world.

If you think about it carefully, it is quite tragic in front of a god in this world, and you have no status! You are completely vassals of humanity!

In Liu Yi's original world, Confucianism was a vassal of humanity to a certain extent. It was no more than those Western divine powers than those in the West. However, the divine powers would not have fallen to such a level, at least it still has a certain nature.

Of course, these thoughts are just about Liu Yi's mind, but other ghosts and gods don't think so. They all think it's commonplace and natural.

After all, this is Sikong's trip, which represents the face of the court. Its style is much bigger than that of the county magistrates and governors on that day.

The imperial court sent five hundred imperial guards to guard, and another thousand county soldiers were accompanied by guards. The road was swaying, especially those imperial guards, who were fully armored and armoured, and their infantry and cavalry advanced together, like an iron army.

This is the first time that Liu Yi has seen the army in the era of cold weapons. This is the real elite force of the imperial court. During the operation, a cloud of clouds followed, forming a dark red color, like blood and flames. (To be continued)

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