Xing Yushan nodded: "I know this matter. The additional donations will be used for this matter for seven years to strengthen coastal defense and protect the people and fishery projects."
Xing Yutang frowned: "Last time, the reinforcement did not increase the income and donations with the people, why did the income increase this time? There has been no major construction in recent years."
Xing Yushan sighed: "I have not made any major breakthroughs in recent years, but there is something that has not happened yet, but I have to prepare for it."
After saying that, Xing Yushan looked at Xing Yutang, his eyes full of concern and inquiry: "What is the body of my father? Can you give me a correct word?"
Xing Yutang was stunned and his voice suddenly rose: "Senior brother is planning for his father's future generation?"
Facing Xing Yutang's surprised gaze, Xing Yushan seemed a little embarrassed: "I don't know what I do!"
"Even people like Lord Vinya have failed to survive the tribulation. Two years ago, my father was ill. Now he is only willing to see you, and even I don't meet you."
"If it were you, how could you not think about it elsewhere?"
Xing Yushan sighed helplessly.
Xing Yutang lowered his eyes, covered his emotions, and asked, "Since my brother has questions, why don't he ask me? Why is it different for me to discuss the additional payment and donation? Instead, he asked my cousin?"
He heard that he changed the name of Xing Suhan from "second brother" to "cousin" Xing Yushan, he knew that Xing Yutang was unhappy.
However, Xing Yushan has always had a good temper and explained patiently: "Su Han was responsible for collecting the donations from those cities. At the beginning of the year, I was thinking about this matter. He happened to be in front of me, so I just mentioned it casually."
"Su Han felt that what I said was reasonable and that this matter should be prepared in advance. He made an idea with me, saying that it would be better to pay it up from a few wealthier towns and take turns, so that the people would not be able to enjoy the public's reputation.
blame……"
Xing Yutang stood up without waiting for Xing Yushan to finish speaking and said, "I will only tell my brother one thing, father Shang Jian!"
After saying that, Xing Yutang walked out of the study.
When the person had already left the study room, Xing Yutang's voice transmission came from Xing Yushan's spiritual consciousness.
"Brother think about it carefully. Can the people not complain if they conquer a few cities first?"
"Why don't my brother know: Don't worry about being weak but not being equal, don't worry about being poor but not being anxious. It's okay for the people to be poor, but the most uneasy is the inconsistent laws and people's hearts are unstable!"
Xing Yushan stared at the door of the study: "Don't worry about being weak but not being equal... Am I wrong again?"
He lowered his head, and the paper with the nursery rhymes was poured into Xing Yushan's eyes again, and Xing Yushan's brows became even tighter.
He also couldn't figure out whether the person sang in the nursery rhyme was his cousin Xing Suhan, but he was sure that Xing Yutang was indeed more capable than him in government affairs and had skills.
It’s not unreasonable that my father is partial to him.
However, he did not tell Xing Yutang about this because he felt that this was not a big deal and there was no need to disturb his younger brother's practice.
He also wanted to relieve Xing Yutang of some trivial matters in government affairs. Is this also wrong?
Xing Yushan suddenly felt very tired.
My cousin who has worked with him for many years is not trustworthy.
My biological brother doesn't understand him.
Xing Yushan suddenly missed his father very much.
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He Ji suddenly missed the sect leader very much.
Since he entered Canglang City, he hasn't seen the sect leader in several days.
These days, the Sect Master has been locking himself in his room and has never come out.
He, his master, and uncle Zhong Kun were quite idle and had nothing to do, so he could go out for a walk.
His master would not go out for a walk.
The master of the sect is in the inn, and the master will not go anywhere, just like in Hundu Town.
If the master didn't go out, he would stay in the inn.
The master serves the sect leader with peace of mind, so he serves the master with peace of mind. He Ji thinks this is also a kind of inheritance.
However, He Ji found that Uncle Zhongkun often went out during this period, especially at night.
He Ji saw that Master Zhongkun was almost at the end of the ugly moment and came back several nights.
And he felt that Master Zhongkun seemed unhappy.
He Ji also discovered that the ancient silver storage ring on Master Zhong Kun’s right hand seemed to be missing.
But he was not sure, so He Ji decided to stay in the corridor tonight.
He wanted to see if the ring on Master Zhongkun's hand was gone.
He was the only one in the quiet corridor. He Ji felt a little bored, so he stretched his legs outside the railing and swung them all over the ground.
His spiritual roots were blooming late, and the master said that he had passed the best years of practice and his spiritual roots were of average quality, so the master never forced him to practice hard.
He Ji thought this was good. Master and the sect leader were both people he liked. He was able to be with the people he liked every day. Even if he couldn't become a god, He Ji felt very happy.
Just when He Ji was happy, the sound of dull footsteps came up from the wooden stairs.
He Ji's legs stopped moving.
He knew it was Master Zhongkun who was back.
He took out Henggui from his arms and took a look. It was indeed the same as when Uncle Master came back yesterday.
After the dull footsteps stepped on the last wooden stairs, He Ji turned his head and looked at Master Zhongkun's right hand.
The ring is gone.
really!
He Ji's eyes moved upwards and met Master Zhongkun's slightly red eyes.
He knew that uncle was drinking.
He Ji's expression was calm, he bowed, turned around and walked towards his room.
Zhongkun just nodded, without even looking at He Qi, pushed open his door and walked in.
He Ji didn't go back to his room, and he didn't knock on the door, pushed open the door of his master and walked in.
In the room, Bo Chengxian sat cross-legged in front of the tea table next to the window, and was entering into meditation and practicing. The spiritual qi surrounding him was dotted into his body, and it was gradually becoming a substance.
He Ji's eyes were full of envy and admiration.
The master is about to enter the late stage of the Nascent Soul soon. His master is the best talent.
The breath gradually converged. Bo Chengxian opened his eyes and looked at He Ji who suddenly broke in and was about to ask.
He Ji first raised a finger and placed it on his own lips.
This action was learned from the sect leader, which means not to speak.
Bo Chengxian also knew that He Ji's move was learned from Yan Yan. He shook his head and smiled, and then opened his barrier.
"What's the matter? If you don't practice, you will walk around at night."
Although it was a blame, Bo Chengxian's tone did not really mean blame.
He Ji leaned over and frowned and said, "There is something that the apprentice doesn't know if he should tell the master."
Bo Chengxian raised his eyebrows and looked at him.
He Ji rubbed his nose: "The apprentice found that Master Zhongkun's silver ring was gone."
The gentleness on Bo Chengxian's face gradually restrained: "Did you see clearly?"
Seeing that even the master was serious, He Ji nodded quickly: "I found out yesterday that it was gone, but my apprentice was not sure. Today I was specially guarding my uncle back, and I saw it clearly tonight!"
Bo Chengxian's face changed immediately.
Bo Chengxian knew that all their money was stored in the ring that He Ji said!