Chapter 62 A giant peacock fell from the sky from the kiln factory...

After leaving the kiln, Fu Li took Tongtian Sect Master to see the residence prepared for him.

Fuyao was extremely efficient and had already cleaned the house.

All of Fu Li's personal belongings were moved to Hua Jing Yuanjun's room. The bed and desk were covered with new mats, all of which were fine products made in the bamboo workshop.

The tea sets and ornaments hadn't changed much, except for the addition of a few bamboo and root carvings, all local specialties. This demonstrated a respect for talent without appearing overly extravagant or sycophantic, a sentiment Fu Li secretly praised.

However, in this way, the colorful stone screen placed at the door of the inner room as a partition seems a bit out of place.

When the two came back, Fuyao had already taken people to move it out and replaced it with a four-panel celadon screen with a wenge base. The patterns on it were all floating patterns of the same color, fresh and elegant, complementing the porcelain, wooden and bamboo items in the room.

Fu Li showed the leader around and was quite satisfied. He asked with some pride, "Master, how is it? Is it okay?"

The leader reminded: "You called the wrong name again."

"Oh, it's a real person. How is it? Is the Fuyao decoration to your liking?"

Tongtian Patriarch nodded and said with a smile, "This is much more interesting than my cave."

When the three brothers transformed, they lived in a simple manner. Their cave was bare except for a cloud bed for meditation. Over the years, they had grown accustomed to this and had never considered adding anything to the cave.

After seeing the layout of the room, the leader suddenly realized: Hey, my cave can also hold some decorations.

Fu Li immediately said, "I don't have much else here, but all the utensils are homemade. If you like anything, just take it."

Of course, Fu Li wouldn't miss this opportunity to grow closer. Even if it was natural for the elders of the Three Religions to pamper their children, it didn't stop her from asking them to pamper her even more.

After all, ten fingers have different lengths, and there will be more and more disciples in the next three generations, so she must be the master’s favorite one!

But Tongtian, who was exposed to new things, felt that his young disciple was a bit of an eyesore. He waved his hand and said impatiently, "Don't worry, I won't be polite with you. Okay, go and do what you need. I don't need you here anymore."

At this time, Fu Li hadn't noticed yet and asked with a smile, "How about we hold a welcoming banquet for you and invite Fu Yue, Fu Shuang, Fu Guang and the others over to meet them so that they don't offend you."

"No need, no need, just hurry back to Jin'ao Island, my eldest brother and second brother are waiting for you."

Fu Li: “…………”

——Now I understand, he just thinks she is in the way and disturbing his fun.

What else could she do when her own master threw her away after using her?

"...Then, disciple, take your leave."

I could only forgive him with a smile and quickly leave his sight.

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Fu Yue and others had already received the news, and she was intercepted by them as soon as she came out from the leader.

"Master, I need to discuss farming with you."

This is Fuguang, the one Fuli entrusted with the task of cultivating the land. She has been diligent and dedicated over the years, never slacking off.

Over the years, she has gathered a group of people under her command, all of whom are talented people from the human or demon race who are skilled in agriculture and sericulture and whom she discovered or trained.

Fu Li always kept in mind that "food is the first necessity of the people". When she heard that the matter was related to farming, she took a few people to the central office without saying a word and inquired about the specific situation.

She originally thought that the food production was insufficient and she needed to find another way to make up for the food gap.

Unexpectedly, Fu Guang has a longer-term vision and does not just focus on the present.

Fu Guang said, "The current grain production is sufficient to meet the needs of Emei Town's population, and there is still a surplus every year. However, Emei Town's reputation is spreading more and more. Almost every month, people and monsters come here in droves, and the number of each group is getting larger and larger.

The master had already stated that population growth was the top priority, so we couldn't drive this fresh blood away. With a growing population, to ensure supply, we had to increase the amount of land being reclaimed. However, as of March of this year, all the land within a hundred miles of Emei Mountain that was not susceptible to flooding had been reclaimed.

Fu Li understood: "Junior Sister, are you saying that it's time to control the flood?"

Fu Guang nodded and said seriously, "If we can stop the raging flood, even if more people come, I can guarantee the food supply here."

Fu Li looked around and asked, "Do you have any talent for flood control that you can recommend to me? As long as they have talent, regardless of their background, I will use them according to their abilities."

Several people looked at each other and shook their heads in shame: "Never."

If they need agricultural talents, animal husbandry talents or even management talents, the four of them can more or less recommend a few.

However, flood control is not something that ordinary people can do.

First of all, most of the floods in Shuzhong were caused by water monsters. To control the floods was not simply to dredge the river and divert the water back to its source.

Those who came to them were all weak and sought refuge at the foot of Mount Emei. Those who were strong did not need it at all.

Fu Li pondered for a moment and said soothingly, "It's hard to find talent for flood control. You don't have to blame yourself."

Then she gestured to Fuyao, "Go and invite those two zither players over. This is the first time we've brought in talented people from the Central Plains merchant states, so I have to meet them in person to reassure them."

Fuyao retreated, and soon came in with two people wearing numb clothes.

One of the two men was holding a zither, and the other was carrying a qin on his back. They looked relaxed and graceful, without any tension or restraint of meeting a strange leader.

This calm demeanor immediately made Fu Li feel more favorable towards him, so she stood up to greet him.

The two zither players greeted each other, because they were redeemed by Fu Li's retainer Xian Yu at a large price, and now they were recommended to Fu Li. They were also very self-conscious and called him "master", and did not act arrogantly just because they came from the Central Plains.

Fu Li returned the greeting, offered him a seat, and said with a smile, "You two gentlemen remain unperturbed by praise or criticism. You are indeed worthy of being great masters of the art of conversation."

Fu Yue had already given a brief introduction before they came in.

One of them was named Kui Wei, who was from the Yiqi clan and was a descendant of Kui, the music director during the reign of Emperor Shun.

It is said that Kui was well versed in music theory and participated in the compilation of all ritual music during the Shun period, including the compilation and rehearsal of classic music and dance such as the Da Shao.

His descendants took the name of this ancestor as their surname.

Another called himself Wu, with the given name Liu. He was born a slave, but because of his skill in playing the zither, he was discovered by the previous king of Zhiyi State and promoted to one of the music officials.

Fu Li couldn't help but look at him again, feeling that this man's identity was not simple.

If he were truly an ordinary slave, where would he learn music theory? Even if he was gifted, a noble instrument like the harp was not accessible to ordinary people.

The other person was probably a hermit, or a descendant of aristocracy who was enslaved after his tribe was defeated in battle. He was too ashamed to mention his surname because he felt guilty towards his ancestors.

Fu Li kept all these suspicions to herself, and she didn't reveal them, nor did she intend to ask any further questions. She simply needed talent, and didn't want to poke holes in their minds and cause them to bleed.

So she simply met with the two of them, expressed her friendly attitude, listened to them playing a piece of ancient music "Da Shao" with the qin and se, and then asked them to go back and rest.

Fuyao sent the people back safely. Fuyue asked, "Senior Sister, haven't you figured out how to appoint them?"

Fu Li said, "It's not that I haven't thought of it, but the time has not come yet. Let them get familiar with the environment first and compose some music freely."

She already has a general idea of ​​what to do in the future and is already implementing it.

It’s just that this kind of thing is not easy to bring up before seeing the results.

"Fuyue will still be in charge of all government affairs, and everything else remains the same. The situation on Jin'ao Island isn't over yet, so I have to go there again."

Fu Yue and others sent her out of the stone house, and she directly used the escape technique to fly to Jin'ao Island.

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To be honest, she had done a lot of things, but because of her high efficiency, not even a day had passed from the time she left with Tongtian Sect Master to the time she came back.

The two saints Taiqing and Yuqing, as well as the disciples of the Chan and Jie sects, were still gathered in Wujiya, in groups of three or four. Each of them held a round network connector in their hands, and it was unknown what they were studying.

Only Lingzhuzi sat absent-mindedly beside Taiyi Zhenren, seemingly listening to his teacher and Wudang Shengmu discussing the art of refining weapons, but in fact his mind had already flown away to who knows where else.

Fu Li's figure was still thousands of miles away, but he stood up with a "swoosh", leaving only time to say "Teacher, I will be back soon", and then hurriedly flew away on his wind-fire wheels.

Taiyi Zhenren: “…………”

——? ??? Is it really true that a person who is too great cannot be kept here? You are so useless that it makes it difficult for me to hold my head high in front of Senior Brother Zhao.

The Holy Mother Wu Dang laughed out loud.

Facing Taiyi Zhenren's silent accusation, Wu Dang Shengmu tried hard to suppress her laughter and waved her hands, saying, "Please forgive me, Senior Brother. I suddenly remembered something fun and I just couldn't help it."

"Emma, ​​brother, do you know that you exude the resentment of an empty-nest elderly person? You're so serious on weekdays, and I'd feel bad if I didn't take the opportunity to laugh at you."

At this time, Lingzhuzi came back with Fuli.

He first followed Fu Li to pay homage to the two saints, then followed Fu Li to pay homage to Zhao Gongming, and finally came to Taiyi Zhenren.

Taiyi Zhenren, who is already emo, has become even more emo.

Zhao Gongming on the opposite side was so proud of himself that Taiyi Zhenren gritted his teeth and said: If someone doesn’t know you, they would think you are a peacock spirit!

Just as this thought came to mind, something fell on my head with a "bang".

Taiyi Zhenren dodged in a hurry and looked carefully, only to see a half-dead peacock standing where he had been standing.

Taiyi Zhenren: “???”

Is this what it means to follow one's words? But I didn't say anything.

Fu Li had already pulled Ling Zhuzi over, carefully extended a finger, and poked the thinnest part of the feathers under the peacock's wing.

Feeling the warmth of the finger and the faint pulsation of the blood vessels, Fu Li secretly breathed a sigh of relief: He is still alive.

She took out a Qingling Pill, asked Lingzhuzi to pry open the peacock's hard beak, and stuffed the pill inside.

Anything produced by Laojun must be of the highest quality.

The elixir melted in its mouth, transforming into the purest spiritual energy to nourish the hidden injuries within its body. The giant peacock, after receiving the elixir, seemed to feel lighter. It stretched its enormous wings like a person stretching, creating a hurricane-like gust of wind.

Taiyi Zhenren, who was holding his breath and coming closer, happened to bump into the seal, and his clothes were blown into disarray and his hair was stuck to his face.

Taiyi Zhenren: “!!!”

——He really had everything going wrong today, as if the whole world was against him.