Chapter 335 Their God
"?" The voice was so loud that it attracted the others to look up.
Among them, the people who came from Qinghe County recognized Lin Xinhuan and Baimao, and excitedly waved their hands on the spot: "Military Advisor! We are here!"
"Great! The military advisor is here!"
The state of surprise contrasts with the confusion of the people around him: Who is the military advisor?
"Go and tell the girl that the military advisor is back."
"yes!"
Zhu Linlang received the message and immediately ran to the city gate. Lin Xinhuan had only been on the ground for three minutes. She stepped firmly on the ground and faced Zhu Linlang's eager eyes.
"Xinhuan, you're back." Great, she was right.
Yes, when the jade pendant was handed to Lin Xinhuan, many thoughts flashed through her mind: This is the most precious heirloom of the Zhu family. What if Lin Xinhuan takes the jade pendant and doesn't come back? Without space and materials, she will lose a lot of help...
But she still handed the jade pendant to Lin Xinhuan. No matter how many thoughts she had, they all disappeared the moment she saw Lin Xinhuan, knowing that her trust had not been betrayed.
After receiving the jade pendant, Zhu Linlang took Lin Xinhuan's hand and said, "Xinhuan, I'll take you to see my grandfather."
"E'er, Xinhuan, wait for me!" But Baimao was a step slower and was surrounded by the crowd.
"Brother, look, it's a goose that can carry a person and fly. It's amazing!"
The man who was called "Big Brother" had a proud look on his face, as if he had seen the world before: "What do you know? This is a fairy goose that came from heaven. His status is not ordinary."
Baimao, who was originally preparing to flap his wings, slowly flapped them and stood on tiptoe to make himself look more majestic: People in this world speak so nicely, let me listen more. Forgetting what he had just said, he and Lin Xinhuan walked further and further away.
"Show us a goose that can fly and treat people well!"
"Goose Immortal! Can you take me flying?"
Another group of people emerged, such as Baimao's fanatical fans. Any random move of Baimao could make them scream.
"Xinhuan, we all take time to clean up the zombies now, but the number of zombies has not decreased much." There are too few people in Zhujiazhuang who can kill the zombies. Since she took over Zhujiazhuang, she counted the number of people and found that there were more than 200 survivors from the clansman and more than 80 survivors from the guard team.
It sounds like a lot of them, but the only ones who can really kill the zombies are the guards. The tribesmen had lived a life of luxury before. You can ask them to write articles, recite poems, play the piano and embroider, but when facing the zombies, they have little chance of escaping successfully, let alone picking up knives to clean up the zombies.
There are still not enough available people, Zhu Linlang sighed deeply.
"There is not enough food. There are no crops grown in the farm. The stored food has been eaten up. Fortunately, we brought rations with us. We have managed to survive in the past two days. The fat cow was not afraid of the zombies in Zhujiazhuang."
Those guys were always hanging around the cowshed. Zhu Linlang was afraid that they might get upset, so she held the cow and ate it raw. So she quickly sent them to work, and only then did the fat cow's mental state improve.
"Xin Huan, I want to buy some more food from you. I know there is a granary near Qinghe County. As long as we find the granary, we can survive the most difficult times."
Zhujiazhuang has taken in farmers from nearby areas who are good at taking care of crops. As long as the land is not contaminated by zombie blood, crops can be grown normally. She has already asked people to clear out a piece of land in Zhujiazhuang, and once seeds are collected, they can start planting again.
As long as we can rob that batch of food, there will be time for everything!
"Granary? Is it the granary of the national treasury?" In Lin Xinhuan's impression, granaries can only be built in the name of the country. Zhu Linlang is really...
As she thought, Zhu Linlang nodded formally under her gaze: "Why can't women be officials? Why can't women be the leaders of the country? It should be those who are capable."
She is not afraid to tell Lin Xinhuan her ambitions and her true thoughts, subconsciously believing that Lin Xinhuan can understand her.
As long as the people can live a good life, what difference does it make whether the emperor is a man or a woman?
At this moment, Lin Xinhuan seemed to have witnessed the birth of an emperor of all ages. Gender discrimination exists even in the open modern world. In the feudal ancient society, could women really be in power?
But! How can you know if you don't try? Lin Xinhuan raised the corner of her mouth and held Zhu Linlang's outstretched hand.
"Let us make a change for this corrupt world."
Zhu Linlang's ambition grows wildly. In troubled times, heroes emerge. This is her chance, and also the world's chance.
Since you have decided to rebel, why would you care about a small granary which is the assets of Emperor Qingxin?
Lin Xinhuan followed Zhu Linlang into another courtyard. She felt that they had arrived at the center. The surrounding buildings were more solemn and magnificent than before. She must be the courtyard of the head of the Zhu family.
"Young lady, the master is in the study."
The clan leader's personal butler came over to greet them and also saw Lin Xinhuan following Zhu Linlang.
Lin Xinhuan greeted the housekeeper and followed Zhu Linlang inside, not noticing the housekeeper's disbelieving look as he looked at her back.
"Is it her? How could there be someone so similar in the world!" The originally vague memories replayed in my mind.
"Bang!" The housekeeper heard the sound of porcelain breaking in the house.
Rushing into the study, he saw the teacup had fallen to the ground, with pieces scattered all over the floor. Zhu Jingshi was being supported by Zhu Linlang, panting loudly, as if he couldn't breathe.
"Grandpa, what's wrong with you?" Zhu Linlang was anxious, patting his back gently again and again to comfort him.
Lin Xinhuan didn't know why he reacted so strongly to her, so she got out the silver needles she carried with her and stabbed him in a few places. He visibly recovered and his complexion returned to normal.
Zhu Jingshi walked towards Lin Xinhuan, ignoring the trembling silver needle still inserted in the acupuncture point. He took a step back and did not dare to move forward for fear of disturbing the other party.
Zhu Linlang was confused by her grandfather's behavior. It was the first time she saw the stable, well-informed and calm patriarch of the Zhu family show his emotions in this way. Her grandfather had always taught her that the first step to achieving great things is to keep emotions to yourself.
"Are you back? I knew you would not die and would come back to see us, the people you blessed." His eyes were filled with tears and they rolled down one by one.
"What is this? Hemiao Village?" Lin Xinhuan quickly took back the silver needle. Zhu Linlang's grandfather seemed to know her. She looked exactly the same in the ancient dimension.
How did they know each other? Lin Xinhuan calculated their ages and went back to more than 50 years ago. Gradually, the shadow of a boy overlapped with the old man in front.
"Are you Xiao Jing?" The quiet child who always followed her around and took care of the patients.
The old man nodded and said, "Remember, their God still remembers them!" His tears flowed even more happily.
The butler standing by also had the same expression of admiration, excitement, and awe.
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