Chapter 571 A Ridiculous Obsession
Sang Zhixia roughly told Qi Lao about the next plan. Qi Lao was silent for a long time, patted Sang Zhixia on the shoulder, and stood up to find Nuonuo and Yuanbao to have some fun.
At this point, except for people like Xu Wenxiu who don't care about the matter, no one in the family knows what will happen next. Everyone who needs to be told has been explained.
Sang Zhixia sat on the chair, quickly recalling whether there was anything missing in this series of plans, until Ling Chu arrived.
Ling Chu whispered, "Boss, Peng Yuanliang sent someone here who seems to be trying to test the authenticity of your sale of the farm."
"oh?"
Sang Zhixia touched her forehead with a faint smile and said with a laugh, "You came so soon?"
"It seems like someone is more anxious than us..."
It’s not so much that Peng Yuanliang was anxious, but rather that he had been waiting to see Sang Zhixia’s performance.
So just like a dog that smells blood, once this person senses a good opportunity to take advantage of someone's misfortune, he doesn't want to miss it.
Sang Zhixia was completely conscious of her relentless desire for revenge against him. She looked at the newcomer indifferently and said listlessly, "Are you saying that Boss Peng wants to buy my farm?"
"yes."
The visitor had witnessed Sang Zhixia's ruthless knife attacks before, so even though he had the upper hand, he didn't dare to act presumptuously in front of Sang Zhixia. He smiled and said, "Master Sang knows that our master has been working hard to open up wasteland and cultivate land in the northwest for over a year, and has thousands of acres of fertile land."
"I happened to learn that your farm was looking to change owners, so I sent me here to inquire about your opinion and to ask if this was true."
After saying this, the man carefully glanced at Sang Zhixia's expression and said cautiously, "If it's true, then our master would like to ask for your actual price so that we can discuss a deal with you."
"If it's fake, just treat it as me not understanding the rules and letting out an insignificant fart. Please don't take it to heart."
Sang Zhixia was amused by the man's hesitation in looking around, and said lazily with a chuckle, "It's true."
"Don't you think your master knows the reason better than me?"
Sang Zhixia's eyes seemed to gleam with hatred as she spoke. She gripped the armrests of her chair tightly and spoke slowly, "If it weren't for Mr. Peng and Mr. Liu's care, my family business might have survived for a while. But now that you've taken such good care of me, I'm afraid I won't be able to hold out for much longer."
Sanyou Farm has been experiencing frequent incidents in recent days, and the harassment from the government is even more difficult to guard against.
Peng Yuanliang watched secretly and added fuel to the fire. The situation today was definitely not the work of one person.
After Sang Zhixia finished speaking, she seemed to have lost her patience. She leaned back in her chair, closed her eyes, and said a price that was not too outrageous. She waved her hand and said, "That's it. No less."
Those who came to find out the truth had an idea in their minds, so they left without further ado.
After Sang Zhixia and the others left, he stroked the armrest of the chair in silence for a while, then walked out alone with mixed feelings.
Luobei Village is still the same as before, with men and women coming and going. No matter if they are carrying things or talking, they all greet Sang Zhixia with a smile when they see her, and even want to pull her home to sit for a while, as warm as before.
Sang Zhixia declined the invitation to eat and drink and walked along the main road in the village.
When passing by the school, you can hear the sound of reading coming from inside. Walking further, you can vaguely see through the shadows of the trees a pair of tender little hands holding wooden swords and waving them loudly in the open space.
The children in the school are divided into two groups: civil and military. Children who are not so suitable for studying review their lessons and learn to read in the morning, and practice martial arts with martial arts masters in the afternoon to strengthen their bodies.
If you walk further along the school to the end, you will see the first gate when the farm was first built.
Sang Zhixia stood there and watched quietly, her mind blank and she didn't know what she was thinking. She didn't even notice when Xu Yu walked behind her.
Xu Yu reached out and plucked off the petals that had landed on her shoulder at some point, whispering, "Zhizhi, are you reluctant to let go?"
The spread of the net is overwhelming, and the time of closing the net can be seen faintly.
When the fish in the net swam their tails onto the shore, it was time for them to leave.
But their first impression of home all comes from here.
Sang Zhixia didn't respond to Xu Yu's question. Instead, he said, "I confronted Master Qi today. He didn't say anything. He just said he would find some good fighters from elsewhere before leaving to avoid any trouble on the way."
Xu Yu was not surprised by this: "Old Qi was once the owner of Qianyuan Mountain Villa. The people under him are a mixed bag, with many talented people. Anyone who can be called a good hand by him must be used."
"I guess it's not much different."
Sang Zhixia let Xu Yu hold her hand and walked aimlessly forward, saying as she walked, "I also hinted to the village chief, but he said this is our root, and whenever we want to come back, they will be waiting for us here."
The Xu family was originally outsiders, so it was not difficult for them to leave.
But for the people here, their ancestors have taken root here and have grown up in the northwest for generations.
There are two great worries in the hearts of the people: the homeland that they cannot leave and the hometown that they cannot return to.
The village chief's words undoubtedly politely declined the proposal to leave together.
No one will leave here except the Xu family.
Xu Yu remained silent, while Sang Zhixia smiled bitterly to herself, "Xu Yu, I'm actually a little worried."
I'm not only worried about the village chief, but also about others.
Compared with the distant and little-remembered Kyoto, the Northwest is actually more like the hometown that Sang Zhixia recognizes.
They have received so much help here and witnessed so much heartwarming enthusiasm here.
But once big waves come and wind and rain come, this quiet place will be completely destroyed and nothing will be left.
Sang Zhixia was actually very afraid that when the storm subsided one day, she would no longer be able to see her old friends when she revisited the old place. By then...
Sensing Sang Zhixia's subtle disappointment, Xu Yu secretly increased the strength of his hand, completely wrapped Sang Zhixia's hand in his palm and said, "Zhizhi, I know what you are afraid of."
"Actually, there's no need to be afraid."
Xu Yu used his free hand to pluck a bunch of purple flowers growing by the roadside, carefully tucked them behind Sang Zhixia's ear, and looking at her, whose beauty was accentuated by the flowers, he chuckled softly and said, "The Northwest Camp won't rebel, no matter what."
For those who have built the Great Wall to defend against the enemy with their flesh and blood at the border, their bones, blood, and flesh are inseparable from their faith. This loyalty is for the undying passion in their hearts, not for who the monarch is sitting high on the dragon throne in the imperial city.
Who holds the imperial power in Kyoto actually has no impact on the soldiers at the bottom.
What they care about is guarding the border and the vast territory just like countless predecessors did.
As long as we defend the Central Plains territory without giving up an inch, we will have no regrets and everyone can rest assured.
Sang Zhixia didn't quite understand what these people in the army were thinking. Xu Yu thought of the old man's advice and chuckled to himself, "What a ridiculous obsession."
"But perhaps it is precisely because of this obsession that no matter how the Central Plains monarchs changed, the border passes and fortresses were never invaded by foreign enemies."
It doesn’t matter what the prince far away in Kyoto wants to do, and it doesn’t matter what Jiang Yubai in Lingnan wants to plan, but the position of the Northwest Camp has actually been very clear from the beginning.
Xu Yu lowered his head under Sang Zhixia's puzzled gaze, his cool lips gently touching her fingertips as he whispered, "The northwest is very far from Kyoto or Lingnan, so the war won't spread here. As long as we can pin the waves that bastard Peng Yuanliang has created this time into the sand, and with the people here doing their best to protect us, nothing much can go wrong in the northwest."
"Deputy General Wu has clearly told me that they are stationed in the northwest only to protect the border for a hundred years of peace. Their loyalty is to the emperor, but it doesn't matter who the emperor is."
In other words, if Jiang Yubai really succeeded in reaching the summit, the hundreds of thousands of soldiers and horses in the Northwest Camp would naturally be his.
If Jiang Yubai can't do it, the Crown Prince of the Eastern Palace will inherit the ceremony smoothly, and this place will also belong to the emperor.
The commander of the Northwest Camp will never get involved in the fight between any parties.
As long as the northwest can be held in the changing struggle for imperial power, it will be a merit for the people guarding here.
Such merits are immeasurable...
This was also what Xu Yu wanted to do his best to save for Sang Zhixia.
He did too many evil things and did not seek good rewards in the next life, but his branches had never done anything evil and had also made contributions in protecting some people.
If a huge wave really hits him, he will do his best to protect what Sang Zhixia wants.
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