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No one knows that there is an inconspicuous tribe in the remote Green Flag Prefecture. Four Yu people and a monk from Fan State came to this tribe.

The young monk was originally going to find Fu Xiaoguan, but he settled down in this tribe.

He went grazing with the men of the tribe during the day, and after returning he recited scriptures outside the yurt.

The men in the tribe will learn martial arts from Coach Peng at dusk, and listen to the young monk's sermons around the fire at night.

All of this was seen in the eyes of elder Wanyan Honglie. She also listened to the young monk's lecture and felt that she had unprecedented peace in her heart.

The tribe is becoming better. It would be even better if the cattle and sheep could be sold for salt.

There is not much salt left in the tribe, but the merchants selling private salt have not yet arrived.

She is also a little worried. The consequences of not eating salt are very serious. Let alone development and growth, even survival is a problem.

The days passed quietly like this.

Suddenly one day, the grass on this grassland turned slightly yellow, while the sky became bluer, and even seemed to be higher.

Ku Chan was riding on horseback, looking at the fat cattle and sheep on the grassland, and then looking at the blue sky in the distance, only to realize that it had been three months since he came here.

Autumn has arrived.

When the sun set, they returned to the village and found that the village was quite lively today, and there were actually a few unfamiliar faces.

Ku Chan naturally didn't take it seriously. He was about to meditate and chant sutras as usual, but he didn't expect Peng Yuyan's youngest daughter Yu Ruoxing to run over happily.

"Brother Monk, Brother Monk, let me tell you good news."

Ku Chan grinned: "What good news?"

"A few days ago, weren't the elders and grandma worried that the tribe was out of salt? Now it is!"

Ku Chan thought about it. The elders' faces were full of sadness these days. There were more than 300 people in this tribe, and they would not be able to survive without salt.

Mrs. Peng is also extremely worried about this matter, but they can't change salt. It seems that Mrs. Peng was still discussing with the elders yesterday, saying that she was planning to go to the Yu Kingdom. She hasn't set off yet, where can she come from? of salt?

"Salt brought by smuggled traders?"

Yu Ruoxing shook his head, "Those people are from the Xiushan tribe next door. They said that our autonomous prefecture produced salt! It was, it was an official named Fu, Fu..."

Ku Chan's eyes lit up, "Fu Xiaoguan?"

"Ah, yes, yes, it's Fu Xiaoguan. He said he built a huge salt farm in Muyang County, Qingqi Prefecture." Yu Ruoxing opened his arms and said in an exaggerated way: "They said that There are tens of thousands of workers in the salt field, which can produce thousands of kilograms of salt every day."

Ku Chan laughed, this guy is really awesome.

"You don't believe it?"

"No, I believe it."

"By the way, I have seen the salt they brought. It is as white as snow. It is completely different from the original salt bricks in the tribe. The elder grandma tasted it herself, and she was so happy that she cried."

Ku Chan was startled, white salt?

How is this possible?

Isn’t the best salt just green salt?

He couldn't sit still anymore and got up quickly, "Let's go, take my brother to see."

In the largest yurt in the middle of the village.

Ku Chan saw the people from the Xiushan tribe, who were sitting on their knees in front of a short table with the elders and Coach Peng.

"Aunt Wanyan, my nephew is here to tell you the good news. The Governor has issued an order. The refined salt will be given priority to meet the needs of our autonomous prefecture, and the rest will be sent to Xinzhou and Lanqi. Trade City Trading ”

The middle-aged man took a sip of milk tea and said: "It's getting dark now. We'll go there early tomorrow morning. Don't worry, it's really a large field of white salt. My nephew has seen it with his own eyes. Mo Worry about not selling out."

"In addition, there is good news. Didn't we just mention Xinzhou and Lanqi Trade City? These two markets have already opened, and our tribe's cattle, sheep and horses can go to those two markets to trade. ”

Wanyan Honglie greeted Kuchan to sit down, and she asked excitedly: "Isn't Xinzhou... from the Yu Dynasty? Have they reconciled with us again?"

The man smiled and said: "You don't know, Xinzhou is now also the territory of our autonomous prefecture. That Ding'an Bo is Fu Xiaoguan who founded the salt field. He is the son-in-law of the Emperor of the Yu Dynasty, and Xinzhou was given to him by the Emperor of the Yu Dynasty. ”

Peng Yuyan lowered his head slightly, his face darkened, but Wanyan Honglie asked in surprise: "This Fu Xiaoguan...why does he want to help us?"

"This... I heard from my second cousin, who is now the magistrate of our Muyun County. He said that Fu Xiaoguan is the prince of the Wu Dynasty and will soon ascend the throne as emperor."

"Oh, it was he who led the Wu Dynasty army to occupy our deserted country?"

"Shh... don't talk about this outside, otherwise it will bring disaster to the tribe. Our wilderness country was indeed occupied by him, so this autonomous region is the autonomous region of the Wu Dynasty. This prince As for His Highness, he is still in the autonomous region and has done many things."

Wanyan Honglie grinned, "I don't care who becomes the emperor, as long as it can make our herdsmen's lives easier, tell me what else this prince has done?"

"I heard that he designated our Green Flag Prefecture as the main pasture of the autonomous prefecture, which means that from now on our Green Flag Prefecture will be the main production area of ​​cattle, sheep and horses in the autonomous prefecture."

"He classified Black Flag Prefecture as an agricultural production area and said that the black land in Black Flag Prefecture is suitable for growing rice, that is, rice. But I heard from my second cousin that this rice will not be ready for a while, and that His Highness said that it is suitable for cultivation in Black Flag Prefecture. I don’t understand the rice seeds in the cold and cold areas, and my second cousin said he doesn’t understand them either.”

"There is also Purple Flag Prefecture, which was the most barren place in the past, with not much grass. His Highness said that Purple Flag Prefecture will be planned as an industrial park, but instead of spinning and weaving, it will plant flowers in large quantities. They grow the unique purple flowers of Ziqi Prefecture and use them to produce perfume. My second cousin also doesn’t know what perfume is.”

"In short, this His Highness seems to be very different. Even the second cousin, who has been reading for a few days and doesn't care about anyone, is very admired. He said... maybe the good days of the deserted people are really Coming soon."

There are more than ten people sitting around here. Except for Peng Yuyan and Ku Chan, the others are quite suspicious.

The deserted people have been suffering for thousands of years, and they have long since given up hope for the good days.

In Wanyan Honglie's eyes, being able to sell the cattle and sheep, buy back salt, and still have some spare money to buy some cloth and so on is a good life.

But Peng Yuyan and Ku Chan understood that after Fu Xiaoguan's measures were implemented, the land would undergo earth-shaking changes in up to a year.

That is a change that is unimaginable to the barren people living in this land.

That Fu Xiaoguan, who was once hated by many desolate people, may gradually become the greatest king in their hearts!

www.lnmao.org, the fastest update to the latest chapter of Young Master Fierce!

No one knows that there is an inconspicuous tribe in the remote Green Flag Prefecture. Four Yu people and a monk from Fan State came to this tribe.

The young monk was originally going to find Fu Xiaoguan, but he settled down in this tribe.

He went grazing with the men of the tribe during the day, and after returning he recited scriptures outside the yurt.

The men in the tribe will learn martial arts from Coach Peng at dusk, and listen to the young monk's sermons around the fire at night.

All of this was seen in the eyes of elder Wanyan Honglie. She also listened to the young monk's lecture and felt that she had unprecedented peace in her heart.

The tribe is becoming better. It would be even better if the cattle and sheep could be sold for salt.

There is not much salt left in the tribe, but the merchants selling private salt have not yet arrived.

She is also a little worried. The consequences of not eating salt are very serious. Let alone development and growth, even survival is a problem.

The days passed quietly like this.

Suddenly one day, the grass on this grassland turned slightly yellow, while the sky became bluer, and even seemed to be higher.

Ku Chan was riding on horseback, looking at the fat cattle and sheep on the grassland, and then looking at the blue sky in the distance, only to realize that it had been three months since he came here.

Autumn has arrived.

When the sun set, they returned to the village and found that the village was quite lively today, and there were actually a few unfamiliar faces.

Ku Chan naturally didn't take it seriously. He was about to meditate and chant sutras as usual, but he didn't expect Peng Yuyan's youngest daughter Yu Ruoxing to run over happily.

"Brother Monk, Brother Monk, let me tell you good news."

Ku Chan grinned: "What good news?"

"A few days ago, weren't the elders and grandma worried that the tribe was out of salt? Now it is!"

Ku Chan thought about it. The elders' faces were full of sadness these days. There were more than 300 people in this tribe, and they would not be able to survive without salt.

Mrs. Peng is also extremely worried about this matter, but they can't change salt. It seems that Mrs. Peng was still discussing with the elders yesterday, saying that she was planning to go to the Yu Kingdom. She hasn't set off yet, where can she come from? of salt?

"Salt brought by smuggled traders?"

Yu Ruoxing shook his head, "Those people are from the Xiushan tribe next door. They said that our autonomous prefecture produced salt! It was, it was an official named Fu, Fu..."

Ku Chan's eyes lit up, "Fu Xiaoguan?"

"Ah, yes, yes, it's Fu Xiaoguan. He said he built a huge salt farm in Muyang County, Qingqi Prefecture." Yu Ruoxing opened his arms and said in an exaggerated way: "They said that There are tens of thousands of workers in the salt field, which can produce thousands of kilograms of salt every day."

Ku Chan laughed, this guy is really awesome.

"You don't believe it?"

"No, I believe it."

"By the way, I have seen the salt they brought. It is as white as snow. It is completely different from the original salt bricks in the tribe. The elder grandma tasted it herself, and she was so happy that she cried."

Ku Chan was startled, white salt?

How is this possible?

Isn’t the best salt just green salt?

He couldn't sit still anymore and got up quickly, "Let's go, take my brother to see."

In the largest yurt in the middle of the village.

Ku Chan saw the people from the Xiushan tribe, who were sitting on their knees in front of a short table with the elders and Coach Peng.

"Aunt Wanyan, my nephew is here to tell you the good news. The Governor has issued an order. The refined salt will be given priority to meet the needs of our autonomous prefecture, and the rest will be sent to Xinzhou and Lanqi. Trade City Trading ”

The middle-aged man took a sip of milk tea and said: "It's getting dark now. We'll go there early tomorrow morning. Don't worry, it's really a large field of white salt. My nephew has seen it with his own eyes. Mo Worry about not selling out."

"In addition, there is good news. Didn't we just mention Xinzhou and Lanqi Trade City? These two markets have already opened, and our tribe's cattle, sheep and horses can go to those two markets to trade. ”

Wanyan Honglie greeted Kuchan to sit down, and she asked excitedly: "Isn't Xinzhou... from the Yu Dynasty? Have they reconciled with us again?"

The man smiled and said: "You don't know, Xinzhou is now also the territory of our autonomous prefecture. That Ding'an Bo is Fu Xiaoguan who founded the salt field. He is the son-in-law of the Emperor of the Yu Dynasty, and Xinzhou was given to him by the Emperor of the Yu Dynasty. ”

Peng Yuyan lowered his head slightly, his face darkened, but Wanyan Honglie asked in surprise: "This Fu Xiaoguan...why does he want to help us?"

"This... I heard from my second cousin, who is now the magistrate of our Muyun County. He said that Fu Xiaoguan is the prince of the Wu Dynasty and will soon ascend the throne as emperor."

"Oh, it was he who led the Wu Dynasty army to occupy our deserted country?"

"Shh... don't talk about this outside, otherwise it will bring disaster to the tribe. Our wilderness country was indeed occupied by him, so this autonomous region is the autonomous region of the Wu Dynasty. This prince As for His Highness, he is still in the autonomous region and has done many things."

Wanyan Honglie grinned, "I don't care who becomes the emperor, as long as it can make our herdsmen's lives easier, tell me what else this prince has done?"

"I heard that he designated our Green Flag Prefecture as the main pasture of the autonomous prefecture, which means that from now on our Green Flag Prefecture will be the main production area of ​​cattle, sheep and horses in the autonomous prefecture."

"He classified Black Flag Prefecture as an agricultural production area and said that the black land in Black Flag Prefecture is suitable for growing rice, that is, rice. But I heard from my second cousin that this rice will not be ready for a while, and that His Highness said that it is suitable for cultivation in Black Flag Prefecture. I don’t understand the rice seeds in the cold and cold areas, and my second cousin said he doesn’t understand them either.”

"There is also Purple Flag Prefecture, which was the most barren place in the past, with not much grass. His Highness said that Purple Flag Prefecture will be planned as an industrial park, but instead of spinning and weaving, it will plant flowers in large quantities. They grow the unique purple flowers of Ziqi Prefecture and use them to produce perfume. My second cousin also doesn’t know what perfume is.”

"In short, this His Highness seems to be very different. Even the second cousin, who has been reading for a few days and doesn't care about anyone, is very admired. He said... maybe the good days of the deserted people are really Coming soon."

There are more than ten people sitting around here. Except for Peng Yuyan and Ku Chan, the others are quite suspicious.

The deserted people have been suffering for thousands of years, and they have long since given up hope for the good days.

In Wanyan Honglie's eyes, being able to sell the cattle and sheep, buy back salt, and still have some spare money to buy some cloth and so on is a good life.

But Peng Yuyan and Ku Chan understood that after Fu Xiaoguan's measures were implemented, the land would undergo earth-shaking changes in up to a year.

That is a change that is unimaginable to the barren people living in this land.

That Fu Xiaoguan, who was once hated by many desolate people, may gradually become the greatest king in their hearts!