"Lin Yi, Lin Yi, is worthy of being the only heir to Beiliang!"

Looking at the direction of the prefect's palace, Zhuo Feifan's eyes flashed with relief. The plans of these days finally became dull under Lin Yi's killing.

I have calculated it all, but I just missed a little.

It is true that these people are xenophobic, but compared to the outsider of Prince Beiliang, they hate these bandits who make them tremble, and hate the major forces that have caused them to fall into dire straits, so they gave Lin Yi a breakthrough.

Under the banner of eliminating harm to the people, the prince forced himself to take advantage of the situation and even killed so many people in one go.

At this moment, Liang Feifan recognized the prince of Beiliang in his heart.

Because he was also scared, as one of the three great families of Xiliang County, he had no need to let himself fight to the death of the Prince of Beiliang for some small losses. That would be a bit unwise.

He has money, so why put himself in danger for such a small profit?

After taking a deep breath, Zhuo Feifan returned to his calmness and said in a deep voice: "But, bring Zhang He up!"

Zhang He is not someone else, he is the spy he beaten out just now. Now he still needs to ask for some information from him.

These people are strictly trained, and even if they are discovered, they should have received a lot of news.

Soon Zhang He was carried in, but his eyes were full of fear, and he didn't even dare to look at Zhuo Feifan's eyes.

"Tell me, what news did you get?" Zhuo Feifan said with a gloomy face.

Zhang He swallowed, endured the severe pain and knelt on the ground, and said bitterly: "Master, more than 30,000 people had surrounded the prefect's mansion..."

"What?"

Zhuo Feifan's pupils shrank, and 30,000 people surrounded the prefect's mansion. Could it be that the other two great families took action?

This is 30,000 people!

In Xiliang County, except for its own three great families, no one can give out 30,000 people at once.

He couldn't help asking, "Did these 30,000 people be trying to assassinate the prince Lin Yi, have they succeeded?"

At this moment, his thoughts that had cooled down before quickly jumped.

Although it is impossible for me to kill Lin Yi, if someone else killed Lin Yi, it has nothing to do with me, and it is definitely a great thing.

Zhang He's face froze and said bitterly: "Master, these 30,000 people are not going to kill Lin Yi, but to surrender to him."

"Terror?"

Zhuo Feifan was stunned. What was going on? Why did Lin Yi surrender to him when he arrived in Xiliang County? This was too outrageous.

He couldn't help but grit his teeth and said, "Explain it carefully to me, why did Lin Yi come and surrender!"

Damn it, this is too bullying.

The owner of this manor has been in charge of this place for more than ten years, and now there are more than 10,000 people. As soon as you, Lin Yi, you have 30,000 people coming to surrender. This is simply too much of a blow to people.

Zhang He looked bitter and had to bite the bullet and say what he saw.

As he listened, Zhuo Feifan's face turned darker, and in the end he turned black and green, and he directly doubted his life.

"So now Lin Yi has not only received allegiance from 30,000 people, but also became my hope for Xiliang?"

"And what kind of potatoes can produce more than 3,000 kilograms per mu, and the maximum output is 8,000 kilograms?"

Zhuo Feifan almost gritted his teeth.

What a joke, it’s only been a lot of time that people actually support me so much. This is simply too fake.

Even if he is the prince of Beiliang, he can't do this.

Looking at the owner's eyes, Zhang He swallowed and whispered: "Not only that, there are still a group of ordinary people kneeling in the prefect's house. What potatoes are you going to plant?"

Potatoes with a yield of 3,000 kilograms per mu!

A strange flashed in Zhuo Feifan's eyes. Is there such a high-yield thing in this world? This is too exaggerated.

If it is true, wouldn’t Lin Yi really become the hope of Xiliang County?

He looked at the butler on the side and frowned, "Butler, have you ever heard of potatoes with a yield of 3,000 kilograms per mu?"

The butler shook his head.

"The owner of the manor, let alone the yield per mu is 3,000 kilograms, it is already amazing if there is one thousand kilograms. Not to mention this potato that I haven't heard of. If it is really so powerful, Beiliang will not lack food."

"It makes sense!"

As soon as these words were spoken, Zhuo Feifan's eyes lit up. This is a reasonable thing.

In this way, Lin Yi was clearly lying. He had no potatoes at all, nor did he produce 3,000 kilograms per acre. It was just a lie of the Prince of Beiliang.

The butler looked at the eyes of his own owner and couldn't help but feel heart-warming, and whispered: "Master, should we expose Lin Yi and let him suffer the consequences?"

"Need not!"

Zhuo Feifan shook his head. He had not yet planted it. Even if he exposes Lin Yi, he still has a way to perfunctory things. It is meaningless at all.

He said in a deep voice: "Look down recently and let us down some shameful industries be thrown away, and we will come back sooner or later."

"I understand!"

"Please send someone to inform you to fully impeach the Prince of Beiliang to kill innocent people. As for the reasons, you just make up the reason."

If he takes action now, Lin Yi may have taken advantage of the problem, so he will not be so stupid. However, the yield per mu is 3,000 kilograms, so he may be able to do something.

.........

[Thirty thousand people come to vote, and the prince becomes the hope of Xiliang.]

[Sweet potatoes with a yield of 3,000 jin per mu, and potatoes with a maximum yield of 8,000 jin.]

[Kill Zhuo Feifan's spy and warn Zhuo Feifan]

These news spread quickly, and the people could no longer sit still and came to the prefect's mansion.

For them, other news is not important, only this high-yield sweet potato and potato are unable to ignore it.

Although they were a little suspicious, the people were not stupid. They also knew that Lin Yi's words were true. With his identity as the Prince of Beiliang, he would not deceive his people. After all, paper cannot contain the fire.

If there is no clue, even the prince dares not fool the people. The only possibility is that this matter is true.

The prince really got the mercy of the gods and obtained high-yield crops.

Thinking of this, everyone couldn't help but get excited. If this was the case, Xiliang County might have really hope!

"If it is true, then our family doesn't have to go hungry!"

"The prince is the future King of Beiliang. How could he lie to us? He doesn't need to do this at all."

"That's right, we are all so poor that we can't afford to eat, what else can we cheat on?"

"The prince is kind. It is said that we will choose a pilot between us to test the habits of potatoes and sweet potatoes. We must win this time."

"Hahaha, I am a famous farming expert in Xiliang, and I must win this opportunity for our village."

"Hmph, I'm not a vegetarian either."

As long as you can have enough food, even if you accept the management of the prince, so what if you are more strict, it is better than being hungry.

Compared with the chaos in the past, they saw hope in the prince.

This hope is food.
Chapter completed!