Beiyang Imperial City is located in the center of Bixiao Xuanyuan, with thousands of doors and houses, and is extremely prosperous in civil and industrial areas.
The city is high and the pool is deep, with a population of one million. Half of the elites of the empire live here. Such a huge population naturally requires a huge supply of food.
Since its founding, the Empire has listed the supply of food from the imperial city as the first of all major affairs.
Except for the grain transported from the counties and counties of the empire, hundreds of miles around the imperial capital, except for the necessary official roads, the rest were opened to be farms.
The royal official land accounts for about 60%. The rest are also the land of those big bureaucrats, merchants, and landlords. It is difficult for ordinary families to open a half-acre land here to reach the sky.
Five hundred miles away from the imperial city, there is a farm that covers an area of nearly 100 acres. The owner is a dark man who doesn't talk much. The people in the surrounding farms don't know this man, but no one dares to bully such a foreigner.
Because, someone saw a carriage with the royal emblem, which often appeared here.
The dark man named "Deng Boen" and his farm was called "Ben Ben". The soil in this farm is extremely fertile and can get a great harvest every year, in exchange for a large amount of Xuan Crystal.
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This day, the sky was a little dark, and black clouds covered the sky, gloomy, but there was no sign of rain.
A carriage in a golden carport drove from the official road in the distance. The merchants and pedestrians around him avoided the carriage from afar when they saw it.
A breeze suddenly floated in the stuffy air. The breeze was very light, but it lifted the curtains of the carriage.
An extremely handsome face appeared in the carriage.
A young ranger on the side of the road with a long sword raised his head at this moment. When he saw the face in the carriage, he couldn't help but be stunned.
A strong murderous intent spread out in the carriage. The young ranger quickly lowered his head.
The man in the carriage frowned slightly. The index finger of his left hand gently bent and tapped the carriage regularly a few times.
Outside the carriage, a man as strong as an iron tower nodded understandingly when he heard this.
The big man gave a look at a entourage behind him. The entourage understood and slowly turned his head.
The young ranger was not old, but he had great experience. He knew that the visitor was not good, and the young ranger plunged into the golden waves without even thinking about it.
The young master in the carriage looked even more displeased when he saw it.
The king is worried about the minister’s humiliation.
When he saw the young master Jinyi was unhappy, the man in the Black Tower was also furious. He glared at the entourage fiercely, and shot out like two sharp arrows.
The entourage's back was immediately wet with cold sweat. The whip in his hand was raised high and then landed heavily on the horse's back. The horse made a neigh and disappeared into the rolling waves of wheat with the entourage.
The young master of Jinyi put down the curtain of the car and left a faint sentence: "Do it cleaner, don't leave any traces."
When the man from the Black Tower heard this, he quickly agreed and timidly.
At the door of "Bern Farm", Deng Boen and some of the responsible persons of the farm were waiting respectfully. His eyes glanced at the distance without time, as if he was a little anxious.
On the official road ahead, the golden carport carriage slowly drove over, followed by more than a dozen entourages. Judging from the fluctuations of their spiritual energy, none of the dozen people's cultivation was below the "high-level Xuanling".
When Deng Boen saw the carriage, he let out a sigh of relief. His expression became more and more respectful. He tidied up his clothes and greeted him with a smile on his face.
"Dun Boyne pays homage to his master."
Before the carriage could stop, Deng Boen knelt straight on the side of the road. The dust was soaked in his brocade clothes, and Deng Boen did not feel any distress.
"These common rituals are exempted."
A cold and stingy voice came from the carriage. When Deng Boen heard this, he not only did not feel disgusted, but stood up with great joy.
The carriage slowly stopped, the man from the Black Tower lifted the curtain, and the young master of Jinyi slowly walked off the carriage.
The young man was dressed in a black suit, with a cape-shaped hat on the black suit. The young man in Jinyi took it to cover most of his face.
"Go in and say."
Before Deng Boen could speak, the young master Jinyi waved his hand and the group entered the farm.
In the main hall of the farm, the young master of Jinyi sat high in the hall. The black cloak had been removed. He stroked his hair gently and frowned slightly.
The idle people had retreated from afar. In the main hall, there was no one else except the Hei Tower Man and Deng Boen.
Deng Boen held a letter in his hand, and Deng Boen held him up, his hands trembling a little.
The young master of Jinyi raised his head at the Black Tower man. The man understood and took the letter from Deng Boen.
There were not many words on the letter, only a dozen lines. After reading the letter, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised.
"Teng!"
The young master of Jinyi made a ball of letter flesh, and a flame suddenly rose from his palm. The color of the flame was extremely strange, and it turned out to be as black as ink.
Even so, the letter turned into ashes under the burning of the black fire.
"This Zhuge Tiebang actually bargained with this prince." Young Master Jinyi laughed and looked arrogant.
The man in the Black Tower was still standing straight, like an iron tower; Deng Boen laughed with him, bowed his knees, and his body was like a shrimp.
The two people, one song, one hard and one soft, formed a sharp contrast.
Young Master Jinyi looked at the two of them and his smile gradually faded. He looked at Deng Boen and asked, "Ben, how did the things I asked you to do?"
When Deng Boen heard this, his hunched body bent even more, almost hanging to the ground.
He smiled and said, "Report to your master, you have done everything according to your instructions."
After Deng Boen finished speaking, he gently straightened his waist and faced Master Jinyi from all sides. Master Jinyi waved his hand and continued to say with a gesture.
Deng Boen swallowed a saliva and continued to report: "Four hundred and seventeen 'heroes' have been recruited, including thirteen 'high-level Xuanling' and 155 'mid-level Xuanling'. The rest are also 'low-level Xuanling'..."
"Very good, continue to recruit." A genuine joy appeared on Young Master Jinyi's face: "Remember, at the lowest level, we only require quality, not quantity."
"Yes, yes." Deng Boen agreed repeatedly.
Young Master Jinyi stayed in the farm for a short time before waiting for the car to leave.
The man from Hei Ta has been standing by his side without leaving the steps, waiting for him.
"Hei Tart, what news did Jin Yang tell you to send you last time?" In the carriage, Mr. Jinyi seemed to remember something.
"Return to the master, Jin Yang said, the king issued an order to let you compete with Ye Junlin. Whoever wins will marry Miss Gu."
"Oh. It's this kid again. I always ruin my prince's big affairs. This time, I will teach him some lessons." After saying that, Young Master Jinyi leaned his head gently on the carriage, with a strange smile on his face...