Chapter six hundred and fourteenth animal language
ntent
As soon as Liu Mingzhi led his horse out of the Governor's Mansion, he was immediately surrounded by a huge crowd of people.
"Folks, what's wrong with you?"
An old man who looked very old came up with a hunched body and a restrained manner: "Master Imperial Envoy, we want to know if it was really you who gave the order? Did you give the order for us to plow the land?"
"That's right, your Majesty the Imperial Envoy. At this time, we can't plow the land and plant anything. Is someone pretending to give you an order?"
Liu Mingzhi waved his hand to signal everyone to quiet down, and looked meaningfully at the people gathered in front of the Governor's Mansion: "Folks, it is indeed me who personally ordered you to plow the land. You also know that I have been emphasizing to you since I arrived in Qingzhou.
Self-rescue is the slogan. Folks, it won’t take much time to plow the land. The court will lend you seeds. If there is a good harvest next year, you can return it to the court according to the quantity. If there is no good harvest, the court will never mention the seeds!"
"We believe Mr. Liu, you are sincerely doing good for the people of Qingzhou Prefecture. We all believe Mr. Liu!"
"Master Liu, if it weren't for you and me, our eight-year-old child would have starved to death in the refugee camp. We are willing to believe you whatever you say!"
"Young and old gentlemen, since this is the order given by Mr. Liu himself, let's go back to plowing the fields and disperse!"
"Yes, let's all disperse. Mr. Liu is busy with government affairs every day, so let's not block Mr. Liu's way out!"
Liu Mingzhi looked at the people of Qingzhou who were slowly dispersing with a faint smile. The poor mountains and rivers of the country are full of unscrupulous people, and people's hearts are full of flesh. As long as you compare your heart to your heart, the people who have enough food to eat are more reasonable than anyone else.
Of course, the existence of a very few ruffians cannot be ruled out, but such people do not need the government to come forward. The people of Qingzhou themselves are enough to feed these ruffians!
Although Liu Mingzhi was only twenty years old, in just ten days, he used his actions to prove what it means to keep one's word and win the trust of the people in the states under the jurisdiction of Qingzhou Prefecture.
"Oh, I haven't been running around for more than ten days in vain!"
"Master Liu, Xiaoqing is here!"
Liu Mingzhi watched Qinglian change into a scholar's shirt but forgot to bring a beard without reminding him. He got on his horse and took Qinglian into his arms and headed out of the city through the east gate.
Liu Mingzhi rode hard all the way for more than thirty miles before he grabbed the reins of his horse and stopped for a moment: "Lian'er, what kind of land is this?"
Qinglian looked at the surroundings and shook her head: "I don't know, but the oxcart transporting food did come here. I saw with my own eyes the oxcart transporting food coming out of a mountain col."
After hearing this, Liu Mingzhi dismounted and inspected the almost invisible wheel marks on the ground: "Have you seen the leader who transported the food? Is it Chang Yunfeng?"
Qinglian also dismounted and squatted on the ground, shook her head, gently grabbed a handful of soil and started rubbing it: "I have never met Chang Yunfeng, but the leader is a man of about thirty years old, with good momentum and a good complexion.
It's too far away to see clearly, but he is wearing a tiger-head armor, a light red cloak behind him, and the weapon in his hand is a fine steel and bright silver gun!"
"This is exactly what the general is wearing. Is it really Chang Yunfeng? But I clearly asked him to open a warehouse to store grain. Why would he transport the grain outside the city?"
"Husband, will he deliver food to someone, such as the escaped White Lotus sect members? There are thousands of them, and fifty oxcarts are just the right number!"
Liu Mingzhi looked at Qinglian in surprise and pondered for a few times: "Did I really misjudge the person? Chang Yunfeng is also an insider of the White Lotus Sect? Do you know where they went after they came out?"
"I don't know. I watched them go to the city, and then I took a different route and rode on horseback to report to you."
"Back to the city? But none of the Longwu Guards or secret spies in the city have found any trace of them. How can they still go underground?"
"Husband, let's find the col first."
"Okay, let Xiaolong lead the way!"
After Qinglian took out the little dragon, she whistled, but the always obedient little dragon shook his head and refused to leave Qinglian's wrist.
"Lian'er, what's wrong with Xiaolong? Is he sick?"
Qinglian glared at Xiaolong angrily, took out a handkerchief from her arms and opened it, revealing several fried locusts lying in it: "Eat, eat, you will be fat sooner or later!"
Liu Mingzhi watched the little dragon swallow the locusts into the snake's belly in a few mouthfuls and looked at Qinglian in surprise: "Didn't you say it only eats five poisons and various tonics? Is this?"
Qinglian glanced at Young Master Liu shyly: "I never thought that it would be interested in fried locusts, and I can't live without eating them for a day!"
"Oh, snakes know better than humans! Lead the way!"
Qinglian whistled a few times, and the little dragon stretched out his snake letter, sniffed it, and flew towards a certain place.
Liu Mingzhi and Liu Mingzhi did not hesitate and hurriedly chased after them on horseback.
About half an hour later, the mountain col that Qinglian mentioned appeared in front of Liu Mingzhi, and the faint traces of the ruts of the oxcart could still be seen.
"Husband, he's inside, I don't know if anyone is guarding him!"
Liu Mingzhi looked at the mountain col in front of him blankly. Why did Chang Yunfeng transport food here?
"Let's go in and take a look first. Be careful. Everything happens for a reason. You may not know there is anything unusual about this mountain col."
"Husband, let Xiaolong and his friends lead the way!"
"Little friend?"
Qinglian smiled mysteriously and took out a jade flute from her arms and started playing it gently. The little dragon coiled on the ground suddenly made a frightening neighing sound.
After a while, Liu Mingzhi stood behind Qinglian with numb scalp, looking at the dense black scorpions, shiny centipedes, colorful snakes, toads covered with poisonous tumors, and geckos with stains that came out of nowhere.
They all flocked to Xiaolong and surrounded him.
As if surrendering to his own king.
"Husband, don't be afraid. All things have spirituality. People submit to the king, and poisons also submit to the king. They dare not move at will without the order of the little dragon!"
"No, no, I'm not scared at all!"
"But the blood in my arm is almost blocked. If your husband is not nervous, please let go!"
"Ah?" Liu Mingzhi hurriedly released his grip on Qinglian. Looking at the bruises on Qinglian's arms, he realized how hard he had just applied: "Lian'er, are you okay? Okay, I admit, I am indeed scared.
Ah, where did all this stuff come from? It must cost tens of thousands, right?"
"There is never a shortage of poisons in the deep mountains and dense forests. As long as the little dragon is in the deep mountains and dense forests, he is the absolute king of the five poisons. My husband, have you seen the sarcoma on the little dragon's head?"
"Did you see any changes?"
"No, it is recorded in Miaojiang's Poison Technique that the century-old Poison Sacred Artifact can evolve, so I named it Xiaolong because I hope it can really turn into a dragon. I don't know if the record is true!"
"Maybe, the poisons are all there. I don't believe what you say. Let them explore the way. I feel guilty if I stay here!"
Qinglian played the flute gently, causing the little dragon to writhe on the ground, and dense poisonous poisons jumped straight into the mountain col.
"No, Lian'er, did you say they talk by radio?"
"ah?"
"How do they know what Xiaolong means?"
"People have their own language, and animals have their own language!"ntent