God Emperor of Dragon Tripod Chapter 396: Tax exemption

The nine peaks of Donghua are still beautiful and magnificent, and the waterfalls and streams are still lingering. The rise and fall of the martial art has nothing to do with them. The weeds in the Lingtian grew very fast, already higher than Linggu, and among the weeds, weeds could faintly see a bunch of yellow grain ears. Nearly a thousand body corrections are in full swing to sort out the weeds in the spiritual field, and from time to time they raise their heads to peek at a pair of young men and women walking on the field paths.

The man looks handsome, his figure is as straight as a pine, and the woman is gentle and quiet like a picture scroll. They walk together like a pair of fairy companions traveling.

Song Fugui is neither rich nor expensive. He is just an ordinary outer disciple under Chao Zhuan Pavilion. He is responsible for planting 50 acres of spiritual land. Apart from paying rent each year, the remaining spiritual valley barely supports a family of six. . Ling Tian is the hope of his family’s survival, so Song Fugui has a special interest in Ling Tian. He is greedy for the dark in the morning and takes care of the Ling Tian. This year’s Ling Gu is also very competitive. People failed to destroy the Zhengtian Gate, but they burned the gate. Song Fugui was forced to flee for his life with a family of six. Although the disciples of Zhengtianmen did not chase them, they lost the spiritual field on which they depended for survival, and their lives were lost.

Song Fugui, who was almost pale, suddenly heard the news that Zhengtianmen recruited outer disciples in Donghua Jiufeng, even the outer disciples of Chaos Pavilion in the past also accepted them, and returned the former Lingtian to them. Plowing, many former Chaos Pavilion Outer Sect disciples ran back to farm. Song Fugui suddenly rekindled hope, and returned to Donghua Jiufeng with the family that had been troubled by it. A man with a smile on his face graciously received him, and he really returned the fifty acres of spiritual land to him for cultivation. Song Fugui couldn't help being grateful. Later, someone said that Mr. Fat was the general manager of the inner gate of Zhengtianmen, and he seemed to be called Li Youyin, who matched his Song Fugui's name.

The Lingtian that has not been taken care of for nearly half a month has been overgrown with weeds, and the leaves of Linggu are beginning to wither and yellow, and the original harvest may turn into nothing.

At this moment, Song Fugui's family of three are working hard to remove weeds and irrigate the sacred field.

Song Fugui, who was busy with backaches, straightened up his old waist and punched him a few times, and suddenly realized that his three unconvincing rascals were peeking at the young men and women passing by in the distance. They couldn't help admiring them in annoyance. A "butt kick", scolded: "Hurry up and work, do you want to have no food tonight?"

Three teenage boys hurriedly lowered their heads to work, but they kept peeking at the fairy-like woman. Song Fugui couldn't help coughing lightly and glared at his three sons. Everyone has a love for beauty. The woman is so good-looking. Even Song Fugui wants to see more. But judging from the dressing of these two people, she must be a figure in the Zhengtian Gate. , How could he just look at it casually, he was worried that the woman would slaughter the three unconscious bunnies when she got upset. In the past, a disciple of the outer sect was stabbed blind by others because he took a look at a female disciple of the inner sect.

I'm really afraid of what's coming. The young men and women walked straight to this side. Song Fugui couldn't help trembling with fright, making you three rascals look around and see that something is coming!

The three strong guys saw the beautiful fairy walking towards this side. They couldn't help but straightened up in a daze, but soon bowed their heads in embarrassment. It would be a blasphemous look for such a fairy.

Young men and women came to the spiritual field and stood still. Song Fugui was so scared to death, he hurriedly greeted and saluted: "Song Fugui, see the two immortals!" At the same time, they turned around and shouted: "You can't come to see the immortals. !"

Song Fugui's wife led an eight or nine-year-old dark girl and walked tremblingly, and the three boys lowered their heads and hid behind the father Li Fugui.

The young Yingting smiled and said: "Brother, don't be nervous, we are not malicious!"

Song Fugui smirked, rubbing his big hands like old bark, he was very nervous.

"Little sister, what is your name?" the girl in the green skirt asked softly.

The voice was gentle and beautiful, like a spring breeze, and the nervous mood of Song Fugui and others was magically calmed down. The dark little girl raised her face and looked at Zhao Yu in amazement, and said crisply: "Song Chunhua!"

"The spring flowers are blooming, it really is a good name!" The young Yingting smiled authentically.

The little girl instantly beamed her eyebrows and asked innocently: "Really? But other children say it's rustic!"

"Who said that, this name is good!" The young man said solemnly.

The little girl couldn't help grinning and showing two rows of white teeth: "Brother Xianchang, what's your name?"

Song Fugui hurriedly scolded, and smiled at the youth companion: "The little guy doesn't know how to be polite, don't blame the immortal leader!"

The young man waved his hand and smiled: "No blame, no blame, Xiao Chunhua, remember, my name is Chu Jun, and this sister is Zhao Yu!"

"Well, your names are also very nice!" The little girl nodded seriously.

The girl in the green skirt couldn't help but smile, stretched out her white catkin to touch the little guy's head, which made the three teenagers extremely jealous.

"Brother, what is the harvest of this crop?" The young man squatted down to pull out a weed, and his movements were extremely skilful. At first glance, he knew that he had done field work.

Song Fugui's eyes lit up, and he felt that he had gotten closer to the extraordinary young man in front of him. He sighed and shook his head and said: "It would be nice to have 30% of the harvest, I am afraid I can't even pay the rent!"

The young man frowned slightly, and asked curiously: "How much rent must I pay?"

"One acre of land is 300 catties of Linggu, the old man's 50 acres of land is 15 thousand catties of Linggu. According to the current situation, one acre can yield two hundred and fifty catties!" Song Fugui looked on. Sad and authentic.

"In other words, every acre has to cover 50 catties of Linggu, and 50 acres is 1,500 catties?" The young girl frowned slightly and said: "Then how do you live a family of six?"

"Yes, there is no way. This year's harvest was originally good, but when the seeds are being planted, they were left untreated. If you can harvest them, it will be good. For this crop, I will tighten my belt and boil." Song Fugui said helplessly:" Wait for the next season to work hard and earn it back!"

"Brother, who said that one acre was rented for three hundred catties?" There was a subtle dislike in the young man's eyes, and his heart was secretly annoyed. Li Youyin is really bold.

"I always harvested one acre of three hundred jin of Linggu, isn't it...... Zhengtianmen harvests even heavier?" the youngest guy interrupted.

The young Yingting and the girl in the green skirt looked at each other, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief!

"Brother, you can't guarantee that the Tianmen Gate won't collect rent!" The young man smiled, stood up and clapped his hands, and floated away with the girl in the green dress.

The four father and son stared at the back of the two of them going away. Of course, the three **** looked at the girl in the green dress, while Song Fugui looked at the young man.

"Old bastard, what are you looking at?" The woman reached out and pinched her husband.

Song Fugui turned around nervously and grabbed the woman's collar, and quaked, "Chu Jun...he...he said he was Chu Jun!"

"Ah!" The three boys exclaimed at the same time: "He... won't he be the head of Zhengtianmen?"

"It must be, it must be!" Song Fugui shook his beard with excitement.

The head of Zhengtianmen, he actually pulled a grass in his spiritual field just now and praised his little daughter's name for a good job.

The outer disciples of the Chaos Pavilion usually have to be respectful even when they see an inner disciple. The elders of the Golden Elixir stage are like gods in their minds, let alone Hunyuan Venerable. In Song Fugui's mind, Venerable Hunyuan is the supreme being. Now the Chaos Pavilion is destroyed by Zhengtianmen, and the master of Zhengtianmen Chu Jun is even more powerful than Venerable Hunyuan. Such a character is so young and still so young. Approachable.

"Hehe, I don't have to pay the rent for this season, thank you, the boss!" Song Fugui knelt down with excitement, kowtow in the direction of Chu Jun's disappearance, and the five people behind him knelt down as well. The disciples from the outer sect of Chaos Pavilion who were working nearby all rushed to inquire. Hearing that the young man was actually the head of the Zhengtian sect, he couldn't help being stunned. He also heard that he might not have to pay the rent, and all smiled.

"Hmph, you bad guy took people to visit Donghua Nine Peaks. Dare to buy people's hearts!" Zhao Yu took a pretty look at Chu Jun~IndoMTL.com~Chu Jun couldn't help but cried out injustice, and put his arm around Zhao Yu The silky waist said, "Yu'er, I really accompany you to play with you. You must ask Song Fugui!"

Zhao Yu hummed: "But I didn't let you leave a name!"

Chu Jun got to Zhao Yuxiang and kissed him on the cheek, he hehe said: "Yu'er deliberately created opportunities for me, how could I live up to the kindness of my wife!"

Zhao Yu's pretty face turned red immediately, and Chu Jun gave Chu Jun a white look, then burst into laughter, gloating, and said: "Two days ago, I also heard Li Xiangjun and Li Youyin discuss how much rent to charge, and now you are in charge of Jinkou. Yuya said no rent, let me see how you confess to that woman!"

"I am the head and I have the final say, why should I confess to her, hey, why do I smell a sour smell?" Chu Jun sniffed and laughed.

Zhao Yu glared at Chu Jun angrily, then leaned close to Chu Jun's lips and gave a quick kiss, whispering: "I'm just jealous!"

Chu Jun's heart shook, and with his hands tight, he put Zhao Yu in his arms, and kissed the fragrant cherry lips affectionately. After a long time, the two people separated, Zhao Yu straightened his hair, his watery eyes seemed to drip, and he turned and flew towards the main peak.

"Yu'er, don't run!" Chu Jun hurriedly chased him.

More than half a month has passed since the war between the two factions. The burnt-out buildings on Donghua Peak are still there. Shao Wen and Shangguan Yu are leading people to clean up the burned ruins. Shao Wen was commanding, and he scolded Fan Jian and the prodigal club. Killing would be fine, and he was going to set them on fire. How much would it take to rebuild these buildings?

Chu Jun and Zhao Yugang appeared on the mountain, and Li Xiangjun greeted him gracefully, and said with a charming smile: "Subordinates see the master and the mistress, it's a coincidence that the subordinates are having something to discuss with the master!"