Chapter 527 This shameless guy is pretending to be weak again!
Xu Minghui pretended not to notice the frozen smile on Jiang Yubai's face, and said slowly: "Everything is stable now. The young prince has a lot of troops under his command but no place to show their strength. It's just right to borrow them to open up the wasteland."
"Otherwise, when the young prince gets busy, where can I find so many people?"
Moreover, these people obey orders and will never go west if told to go east.
The most important thing is the military pay. Jiang Yu has white hair, and he only needs to provide food. He can continue to work after eating two meals a day.
Why not want such a good thing?
Xu Minghui's intention to catch Jiang Yubai and ruthlessly grab him was obvious, and he had no intention of hiding it at all.
Jiang Yubai was so angry that he laughed: "Is this how you think about me?"
"So my soldiers are supported by your land?"
"It's not a place for soldiers to be raised."
Xu Minghui raised his index finger and waved it left and right, chuckling, "Using the land to support the troops."
"With my sister-in-law, the young prince won't suffer any loss, right?"
Sang Zhixia wrote it clearly in black and white that Jiang Yubai could account for 30% of the grain produced by Lingnan Farm, and the remaining 70% was mainly used to supply the troops of the King of Lingnan.
As soon as the farm is built, Jiang Yubai will have an inexhaustible granary in his own backyard, which will enrich his reserves.
He has already received such great benefits, so what's wrong with asking him to do some work for him?
Xu Minghui's calm expression was really not irritating. After Jiang Yubai pretended to be angry, unspeakable ripples gradually appeared in the depths of his eyes.
It was a good decision to have Xu Minghui come to Lingnan...
The on-site inspection of the barren mountain ended at dusk. Jiang Yubai frowned and patted the thorn balls on the hem of his clothes. Without looking up, he said, "My father will be back soon. I will tell him about the farm then."
"You kid, do it well, but don't let me embarrass myself in front of him."
Xu Minghui's eyes narrowed silently, and he pondered, "I remember the prince was summoned to Kyoto, and they actually agreed to release him?"
The Prince of Lingnan has been a major concern for the current emperor. For many years, he has been on the tip of his toes and has not dared to relax for a moment, for fear that the throne will be snatched away from him if he is not careful.
Now that we have finally managed to transfer the King of Lingnan from Lingnan to Kyoto, how could he be willing to let him go?
Jiang Yubai didn't hide it from Xu Minghui. He snorted disdainfully and said, "The old emperor wants to take this opportunity to detain my father in Kyoto, so he can control Lingnan and take it back."
"But Kyoto is facing internal and external troubles, and the situation is still turbulent. He dare not let my father die in Kyoto."
The King of Lingnan never actually set foot in Kyoto.
On his way back to the capital, when he arrived at a deserted palace 300 miles away from Kyoto, the old and frail King of Lingnan could not bear the shock of returning to his homeland and fell ill.
The Lingnan King's illness was no small matter, and the old emperor sent several imperial physicians to treat him, but the news they received was not good.
The imperial physician determined that the King of Lingnan was terminally ill and would not live long. If any further delay occurred, he would die at an unknown time.
This is definitely not the outcome the old emperor wants to see.
For the old emperor, useful bargaining chips must be alive, because only living people can pose a threat.
But if the King of Lingnan would die on his own without anyone urging him to do so, why bother to detain him by force and risk arousing the objections of all the civil and military officials in the court?
The old emperor was not reassured by the imperial physician's diagnosis, and considering that the Prince of Lingnan was seriously ill and unable to move, he went to the palace in person.
The Prince of Lingnan in the temporary palace seemed to be dying. In addition, some people in the court advised that the Prince of Lingnan had done nothing wrong in his entire life, and if he died in the temporary palace, it would definitely cause controversy.
The old emperor knew that his time was running out, and he didn't know that there was a Jiang Yubai hiding in Lingnan. He concluded that the Lingnan lineage would be cut off and would no longer be a threat. He pretended to be reluctant and sent the dying King of Lingnan out of the palace without stopping.
If nothing unexpected happens, the King of Lingnan will be able to return to Lingnan in two months at most.
Jiang Yubai said it lightly, but Xu Minghui's heart suddenly became upset.
Xu Minghui carefully observed Jiang Yubai's expression and subconsciously lowered his voice and asked, "Is there something strange about the prince's illness?"
If the King of Lingnan was really dying, how could Jiang Yubai be so calm?
Jiang Yubai yawned lazily and sarcastically said, "Everyone knows that Lingnan is plagued by miasma, insects, and unbearable humidity and heat, but most people forget that places with many insects and ants are the natural and natural paradise for poisonous creatures."
The poisons of Lingnan are very famous, and the methods of Lingnan poison masters are unpredictable and cannot be understood by outsiders.
The people brought by the King of Lingnan only used a little trick, and those useless people in Kyoto were scared and released them quickly, right?
No matter what, the best news is that King Lingnan is safe and sound.
Xu Minghui breathed a sigh of relief calmly, then turned to look at the endless mountains and forests stretching out behind him and said softly, "Don't worry, young prince."
"When the prince returns, this place will be a completely different place."
Since the Xu family has decided to come here, they will definitely take root here!
When the King of Lingnan is away, the young prince Jiang Yubai has to take care of all the mundane matters in Lingnan. He is a really busy man.
Jiang Yubai took the time to accompany Xu Minghui for a walk to show his hospitality, but he disappeared completely afterwards, leaving only a few people for Xu Minghui to dispatch.
Xu Minghui spared no effort to visit many places in person and also found local farmers to inquire in detail. Half a month passed in a flash, and many more people appeared near the barren mountain designated by Xu Minghui.
Xu Minghui slowly clenched his fist and said, "Follow the route we dug at the foot of the mountain, place the anti-malaria and anti-insect pills every thirty steps, fill them with soil, and mark them."
If nothing unexpected happens, this road paved with poison will become the road to the top of the mountain in the near future.
Those who received the order dispersed and took action. Xu Minghui turned to look at a middle-aged man beside him with a respectful look: "Uncle Dao, I'll trouble you with the formation."
The man called Uncle Dao waved his hand and smiled, "Second Young Master, there's no need to be so polite."
"We were originally under the command of Master Qi, and now we are following the orders of the Master. Since we have been ordered by the Master to follow the Second Young Master here, we must do our best."
Old Qi comes from the Valley of Ten Thousand Poisons and is a well-known old poisoner.
The people he brought out from the Valley of Ten Thousand Poisons were all experts in using poison to set up formations, and those who came with Xu Minghui this time were even more elite.
With these people setting up numerous poison arrays near the barren mountain, on the one hand, they can protect the people working in the barren mountain from the invasion of snakes and insects; on the other hand, they can ensure that if someone has evil thoughts about this place in the future, the person will be blocked out by the poison array that will kill them on sight, thus avoiding causing greater losses to the farm that will be built in the barren mountain.
With such protection, Xu Minghui is not worried about the future.
only……
Xu Minghui's eyes grew cold as he thought of the news he had received not long ago about the serious damage to the Northwest Farm.
The two places were far apart, and the information he received was all secretly delivered by his own people. There was no mention of it in the letters exchanged between his family, obviously because they did not want him to know about the changes in the northwest.
But he already knew.
Xu Minghui lowered his eyes to hide the haze in his eyes, and said solemnly to the person beside him: "Hurry up Xu Yu, make him move faster."
If you can't even handle a mere Peng Yuanliang, then what's the point of being the young master of the Xu family?
Just carry the backpack and go to the mountain to pull weeds!
"A-choo!"
Xu Yu's loud sneeze interrupted what they were saying. Old Qi, propping his forehead with one hand, was about to smile: "What immoral thing did you do again to get scolded?"
Xu Yu: “…”
Mr. Qi snapped his fingers leisurely and said quietly, "It's normal that you can't think of it."
"Have you done too many immoral things?"
Xu Yu's eyes were dim, his lips pursed tightly, and amidst Qi Lao's leisurely laughter, he suddenly pulled Sang Zhixia and said, "Zhizhi."
"Zhizhi, look at him!"
Sang Zhixia: "..."
Sang Yanyou, who happened to be peeking out from outside the courtyard, saw this and clenched his fists and gritted his teeth: "This shameless guy, he's pretending to be weak in front of my sister again!"
"He must be suing us again!"
Xu Mingyang and others who had suffered greatly from him leaned forward angrily, only to meet Xu Yu's murderous gaze from a distance.
The little ones, who shared the same hatred for the enemy, shuddered at the same time, tucked their tails between their legs, lowered their heads, turned around and ran away.
Xu Yu adjusted his innocent expression and wanted to talk more, but Sang Zhixia decisively pinched his hand: "Shut up."
Xu Yu clicked his tongue twice in dissatisfaction and remained silent.
Sang Zhixia ignored Xu Yu's dissatisfaction, tapped her slender index finger on the table, and said softly, "The time is almost here. Can we avenge the people who burned my farm and injured me?"
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