The atmosphere of the subsequent conversation became more pleasant, mainly because Qin Fan stopped talking and left everything to Luo Xinghun.
As for the specific matters of building the City of Chaos, everyone present also took the initiative to shoulder part of the workload. As for the distribution of future benefits, further wrangling is required.
All in all, this meeting was relaxed and pleasant. Just seeing that this inn did not turn into ruins like the Yuelai Inn, you can tell how successful and friendly this negotiation was.
Immediately, everyone began to go back to their respective homes, which were their temporary homes in Yangyun City. Xu Shun and Hua Kushan also stated that everyone could move around freely in the city. As long as they did not leave the city, everything would be fine.
These two people did not dare to restrict Qin Fan's actions, but Qin Fan also knew that only by staying in Yangyun City could he stabilize the restless minds of these power lords.
Well, being strong through force is considered stable.
On the carriage returning, Luo Xinghun was hesitant to speak, but Qin Fan took the initiative and said:
"You can go to Lao Huang to find the manpower you need. Whether they are former disciples of Suzaku Palace or some villagers who have recently joined Wuyou Villa, you can call them in to help you as long as you think they are suitable."
After hearing these words, Luo Xinghun seemed to have figured something out. After taking a long breath, his expression was no longer so tangled.
"Master, some of my disciples in the Suzaku Palace are too old to show up, and few of my peers are capable.
Correct
They have no problem in terms of strength, but they are a little immature in how they deal with the world."
"So I gave you a second option."
Luo Xinghun frowned slightly and said: "Master of the village, as far as I know you are deliberately promoting your name of benevolence, and there seem to be many shady places in the chaotic city that follows.
I'm worried that some of the transferred people may have a changed impression of you after seeing this."
Qin Fan looked at Luo Xinghun seriously and pointed to the street outside the window where a few pedestrians had appeared:
"Where is this?"
"Yangyun City?"
Qin Fan shook his head.
"It's a realm of chaos.
Do you think there are so-called benevolent people here?"
Luo Xinghun was a little puzzled as to why he was so dedicated to building such a reputation that could easily collapse.
"In those small villages that seem to have simple folk customs, among the villagers who know martial arts, some of them have never had blood on their hands. From the beginning to the end, they did not believe that my benevolence was what the public thought it was.
In their perception, as long as I can provide a shelter and protect their safety, it is benevolence, and as long as I give them the opportunity to continue on the path of martial arts, it is virtue.
As for letting them see the dark and dirty side, it doesn't matter. This does not conflict with the benevolence I uphold.
Of course, it is best for the helpers you choose to choose those who are older and have been stuck on the martial arts road for several years or even decades due to the limitations of their skills. They need a chance to perform."
Qin Fan, who said these words, had a habitual smile on his lips, but now his expression was completely different from the friendly side of the past.
For Luo Xinghun, this kind of Qin Fan was even more unfamiliar. He vaguely felt like he was facing the high-spirited village chief Ahuang many years ago. It was a kind of absolute confidence that he had everything under control.
At this moment, he felt that Uncle Wang's previous statement was completely wrong. The Qin Fan in front of him had nothing to do with the so-called innocence. It was just the innocence he thought he had.
"Xiao Luo, don't be nervous, Bronze and Gongsun Xin will help you."
Qin Fan also noticed that Luo Xinghun was not in a good state at the moment, and mistakenly thought that he was worried about building the City of Chaos.
Luo Xinghun took a deep breath and nodded, looking beyond the curtains with complex eyes into the distance, towards the direction of Taoyuan Village.
Now, as Village Chief Ahuang and Uncle Wang said, I have indeed taken the first step, but it is also an unexpected first step.
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Xuanhuang Domain, the center of the imperial city.
A magnificent mansion stands not far from the palace. It is the prime minister's mansion of Yu Cangmiao, who is inferior to one person and superior to ten thousand people.
At the entrance is a winding verandah, and the stones under the steps form a corridor. Different from the luxury seen from the outside, the scene inside is quite elegant.
Along the way, there are pavilions, bridges and flowing water, all in good order.
In the center of the vast backyard, there is a sparkling blue lake. In the center of the lake is a small boat, and from a distance, an elegant man in Chinese clothes is quietly fishing.
Using purple bamboo as the pole and silver wire as the thread, there was no bait attached to the other end of the thread to lure the small fish to the bait, but as soon as the man shook his right hand.
The silver line drew a graceful arc, like a silver bridge on the blue lake, and a blurry shadow fell into the fish basket next to the man.
The man put down his fishing rod, looked at the carp struggling for life in the fish basket, sighed softly, and said to himself:
"This is the fourth time today. You really don't have a long memory."
Then he put the carp into the lake again. Looking at the fish's tail swaying happily, a trace of complicated emotions flashed in the man's eyes.
But this change only appeared in his eyes for a moment, and then his gaze became as calm and indifferent as the lake below that shimmered with light.
At this moment, a guard in black stood on the shore of the lake, gathered his true energy in his mouth, and said loudly:
"Your Majesty, Prime Minister, Lord Sima from the Six Gates is here to visit, and Su Changqing, the disciple of the master of the Tianyi Pavilion that you invited, is also here."
Yu Cangmiao nodded. He seemed to be whispering, but the words he spoke clearly appeared in the ears of the black-clothed guards:
"Ask them to wait for me in the conference hall."
Immediately, Yu Cangmiao reached into the lake with her right hand, and when she gently moved her palm, the swaying boat suddenly rushed towards the lake at an extremely fast speed.
Looking at the ripples, Yu Cangmiao frowned slightly and stroked his left hand casually. The entire lake surface was as smooth as before, like a clean and bright mirror.
On the other side, the guards in black are leading the chief arrests of the six gates, the world-famous Grand Master Realm master, Xuancheng Hou Sima Kongming, and Su Changqing, who secretly murmured that something bad was going to happen and had disappeared for a hundred chapters.
Cross the verandah and head towards the conference hall.
Along the way, Su Changqing was not in the mood to observe the beautiful scenery of the Prime Minister's Mansion. He was trying to recall his recent movements in his mind.
After returning to the Tianyi Pavilion, he passed the basic examination of a Xuan-level physician and obtained a large number of prescriptions for Xuan-level elixirs, so during this period he concentrated on getting medicine for Qin Fan.
Originally, he was going to look for an opportunity to see if he could steal a few earth-level elixirs, or even heaven-level elixirs, but once he got the medicine, he was too focused on it.
So much so that if it weren't for Yu Cangmiao's sudden invitation, he would still be modifying the prescription in the alchemy, which is why he has no idea about Qin Fan's recent actions.