It was surprisingly smooth to return to the territory, and the two contributions of the Imperial Academy and the Military Department were there, and the noble management department was very happy.

If Dingbei Hou gave back the reclaimed territory, it would be considered a nuisance to the management department. Now it is because they have made great contributions and want them, so of course they will think that it is just Jiang Xingchen missing his hometown.

Jiang Xingchen was very happy with the contract of the territory in his hand. Not only did he fulfill his promise to the little girl, but he also had the final say in his own territory for future development, and he could completely let go of his hands and feet.

However, he soon calmed down again. Territory development was secondly. Now the most important thing is the girl's disease. It's okay to say that the medicinal materials are good. He can buy more of them and take them back, but the doctor, if the girl's condition occurs... he can't ask Zhao Danqing's father to go back with him as well.

"Where can I go to find a doctor with high level... Otherwise, I won't go back first... No, the little girl has been waiting for it for a long time!" Jiang Xingchen couldn't help but feel worried.

It took a long time for Jiang Xingchen to make a decision: "Recruit people! Recruit people at a high price, and the development of the territory can be slowed down, but the little girl's body must be guaranteed!"

After returning home, Mei'er's little face burst into laughter. She kept holding the contract and kept muttering.

"Brother! We have a small territory, so we don't have to hire anyone to take care of it anymore. I can help you... By the way, you can also not have a hundred private soldiers, which can save a lot of money, and we don't have that much food... Also, the villagers' houses need to be repaired for them..."

"Huh?" Jiang Xingchen said in surprise: "Can there be private soldiers?"

"Yes! This is the lord's privilege. Don't you know... Oh! I forgot that my family was not rich before, and my uncle didn't even look for servants, nor did he have any private soldiers! At that time, my brother practiced all day long, so of course he didn't know these things!" The little girl stuck out her tongue.

"Private soldiers are good, you must!" Jiang Xingchen said in his heart. He was in another world, so he was too careful. How could he have thought of what Tang Chuxue and Dingbei Hou thought of?

The excited little girl seemed to have been on the clock, pulled Jiang Xingchen and said it was very late, then jumped to cook, and didn't let her brother do anything.

When night fell, Jiang Xingchen found people from the army and Imperial Academy and pulled away a hundred drums. He didn't dare to do this during the day. If people saw it, he would not have a peaceful life. Now many people are staring at him and let him perform another show.

The seventh legion commander took people back after the doctor finished his studies. They had been in Hongyuan City for a long time and could not return to the base for a long time, so only the quarantine officer was left here.

What made Jiang Xingchen regret was that the monsters were not found. After all, the depths of the vast mountains were too dangerous, and there were not many mercenary groups who dared to go. Even if the monsters were hunted, they were usually sent to the imperial capital for sale. Last time, the situation was sold at the fangs was unique.

Everything was done, and 30,000 yellow crystal coins were collected from the Imperial Academy. Jiang Xingchen breathed a long sigh: "I finally relaxed!" The fatigue of the past few days came and I was about to fall asleep.

However, Mei'er was so excited that she couldn't sleep. The waves of surprises these days were like waves hitting her body and mind. Until today, she got the territory contract back, which made her mood even more excited and wanted to stick to her brother to speak.

As a result, Jiang Xingchen was about to fall asleep when he felt a cold wind blowing into his ears, and then the little girl kept muttering!

Jiang Xingchen was too sleepy, so he didn't have the heart to listen to what Mei'er said. He spoke in a word without a word, and he would fall asleep again. But the little girl refused to let him sleep, and blew into his ears again...

After several consecutive times, Jiang Xingchen's sleepiness disappeared and he wailed in his heart: "It's been midnight, why are you fucking again~"

In a frustration, Jiang Xingchen got up and hugged Mei'er to his leg, raised his hand to look at her little butt and slapped her a few times.

It finally became quiet now. The little girl never dared to tease her brother again. The quilt was covered with her head, her face was hot, but there was a shy smile on the corner of her mouth...

After turning around, Jiang Xingchen left home early in the morning and was about to return to the territory. Many things needed to be prepared. First, he found Mo Hongxian and Wanrou, and asked them to help release the news and hire famous doctors with high salaries. Secondly, he also found the Zhao family to prepare as much medicine as possible for Mei'er. Finally, he came to Dingbei Hou Mansion and asked Dingbei Hou to help find guards.

Whether it is Mo Hongxian or Wanrou, they hope that Jiang Xingchen can stay in Hongyuan City and launch new dishes and singing and dancing performances. Especially Wanrou, after all, the two of them will go to the imperial capital in March, so they have to practice more and cooperate more.

Jiang Xingchen smiled and said that he would come back more in the future, but his attitude of leaving was very firm. Mo Hongxian and Wanrou had no choice but to give up.

In the following days, Jiang Xingchen began to purchase some supplies. In the middle of winter, in a remote village, if there was not enough food, charcoal and other things, how could it be passed? The things at home would have been sold out long ago.

Just as Jiang Xingchen and Meier were making a lot of purchases, the influence of the drum was officially unfolding in the imperial capital.

In the Imperial Academy of the Imperial Capital, dozens of middle-aged people were watching the drums that were being transported from Hongyuan City in an expedited manner.

"Is this the big drum? It's like a broken wooden pier. Such a broken thing has a thousand yellow crystal coins. Is your head of the dean of Hongyuan City sitting on the head by a pig? You are wasting imperial resources and a crime!"

An arrogant middle-aged man shouted loudly at a judge in Hongyuan City's pre-selected singing and dancing. If you don't explain the reason, I will never stop.

"That's right, I don't believe that this thing can play any beautiful songs! It's ridiculous that you actually gave unprecedented evaluations!" Another middle-aged man also said, with a very dissatisfied tone.

"Not only that, you even asked for the Bauhinia Song and Dance Troupe for me... I really don't know why the dean believed your instigation and agreed to you!"

"Men should be committed to writing and performing on stage. I think it's ridiculous if I think about it..."

"Hmph! The instrument has arrived today. If it is not as you said, the dean cannot explain to the noble management department..."

"We can't say that. We all know the level of Hongyuan City Branch. They can't speak nonsense!"

"The instrument doesn't have to look good, the most important thing is to be liked..."

Dozens of people started to discuss, some sneered at it, while others gave affirmation! But in general, there were still many people who opposed it.

Behind the crowd, a middle-aged man with a gentle atmosphere quietly watched everyone argue, and said to a kind-looking old man beside him: "Dean, this thing doesn't look like a good musical instrument no matter how you look at it, why did you agree to Hongyuan City's request for me! If this thing cannot be promoted, it will have an impact on you!"

The kind old man smiled slightly and said, "Don't worry, if I'm not sure, I won't believe Hongyuan City's evaluation!"

"Oh!" Ruya's middle-aged eyes lit up and she said in surprise: "Dean, you are..."

"Haha! How can I let go of the pre-selected New Year songs and dances so important? I have heard from someone else's report on the performance in Hongyuan City, using the Speed ​​Eagle's urgent letter!"

Speaking of this, the old man's expression was a little excited and said softly: "I really want to see the situation described in the report!"

"It's really like the Hongyuan City judge said, unprecedented?" Ruyi middle-aged man also brought out a strong interest.

"You listen first!" The old man did not answer directly, but pointed in front of him, a judge in Hongyuan City had already picked up the drumsticks and prepared to play.

Looking at the various disdainful expressions below, the judge sneered in his heart: "You don't believe it, right? Then let the facts testify!"

At this time, he was also holding his breath, not only because of the slander and sarcasm of so many people, but also because a good instrument is not valued!

Taking a deep breath, the judge raised his arms and the drumstick fell.

"Dongdongdongdongdong...Dongdongdongdongdong...Dongdongdongdong..." He played the prelude to Jiang Xingchen's "Men Should Strengthen Self-Enhancing". Although he could not record the entire piece, his years of experience in music still had an extremely accurate grasp of the rhythm.

As soon as the drums sounded, the entire hall was shaking. Some students who passed by the Imperial Academy who were shocked and thought it had been an earthquake.

Immediately afterwards, the strong rhythm attracted everyone's hearing and led them to come over involuntarily.

At this time, except for the drums, everyone had no words, and a voice came out of their hearts: "What a strong rhythm, it actually made people's blood rise!"

The judge could only beat the sound based on memory, but he did not sing. His voice could not reach the penetration of Jiang Xingchen. He was afraid that it would add to the snails, which instead affected the rhythm of the drum!

As the drumming continued, many people couldn't help but move their bodies, and even some of the previous oppositions were the same. The students outside even lost their heads.

However, the drum sound did not last long and came suddenly! Everyone was hung in the air in one breath, and they held it in for a long time without getting better.

"How?" the dean at the end asked with a smile.

"Cough cough..." Ruya middle-aged man coughed a series of times, and after a while, he breathed a long breath and said in horror: "Unparalleled rhythm! This instrument is excellent!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the Hongyuan City judge spoke in front: "My memory can only be interpreted to this level! If Jiang Xingchen's singing and Xie Wanrou's amazing encouragement, this song is definitely unprecedented!"

All the doubts were gone, and the facts have proved that this was indeed a good instrument. That track... In an instant, everyone was looking forward to the New Year singing and dancing performance.

"I really want to see what kind of shock the complete song will bring to people right away!" Ruyi middle-aged man murmured.

The dean laughed and said loudly: "Immediately write songs and dances according to the rhythm of the drum, which can be performed by men. Then promote this new instrument and new methods!"

The dean said, of course everyone did not dare to disobey it. Seeing the previously contemptuous gaze turned into envy, the judge suddenly felt proud and his whole body was as comfortable as when he was massaged by more than a dozen beauties for three months.

Outside the hall, the students also spread.

"The new instrument was rated unprecedented, and the rhythm was so exciting..." For a time, more people set their sights on the New Year's singing and dancing performances.
Chapter completed!