Super system plunders the heavens

"But so many refugees are definitely a drag on our Beiliang City."

The old housekeeper Ah Fu said with a sad face.

"Do not worry"

Your son waved his hands and said in a low voice, "These refugees are not only a drag but a help to Beiliang City."

"Help?"

The old butler, Ah Fu, was full of doubts when he heard the words.

The young master looked at the puzzled old housekeeper and Honglian people and asked, "What do you think is missing in Beiliang City?"

Ah Fu thought for a while in silence before hesitantly said, "Lack of people?"

"good"

Your son looked at Ah Fu with satisfaction and said, "Beiliang City is short of people and labor force."

He raised his finger and pointed to the noble son of the city and said, "And these refugees are the best labor force for the best city people."

The old housekeeper Ah Fu's eyes lit up when he heard the words, and the original worried look on his old face had long since disappeared.

"Young City Lord is amazing"

"As long as these refugees take care of their bodies, they will definitely be top-notch laborers."

Hong Lian on the side froze in place upon hearing the words.

I didn't expect that refugees, whom everyone can't avoid, are good things in the eyes of the young master

"My lord, why did we not let these refugees enter the city until now?"

"If we let them enter the city earlier, wouldn't there be more labor?"

The noble young master chuckled lightly in his dark eyes.

"Now is a good time to let them into the city."

"If you enter the city earlier and the number of people is not enough, you have to sort out the priorities and troubles"

"Secondly..."

The young master looked down at the crowd under the city wall and said, "Everyone has a problem."

"The easier it is to get, the less you cherish it"

No sooner had your young master finished Honglian's words, he understood.

If the young master accepts these refugees easily, although the refugees will be grateful to the young master, they will not take it to heart

But if these refugees are allowed to experience life and death despair and then let them into the city, then these refugees will worship the young master as a god

Your son stood on the tall city wall and looked down at the crowd of refugees. The clear and clear voice was heard by the refugees through the loudspeaker.

"I am Li Huating, the Young Lord of Beiliang City"

"The heavy rain in the northern region continued in March, and the people were displaced and had to go to other places to seek a way of life."

"You have come to Beiliang City, I can't bear to see you die in another country, so I decided to open the city gate and let you enter the city to rest"

The refugees in Beiliang City who were already starving and dizzy were all startled when they heard your son's voice.

Stiffly raising their heads, they saw the handsome nobleman in white fur who looked like a god-man standing on the city wall.

"Going to town..."

"Let's go into town?"

"Could I be dreaming?"

“Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo”

"Thank you young city lord"

"Thank you, Lord City Lord, for saving your life."

"Thank you, Lord City Lord, for saving your life"

···

The refugees first didn't believe it, then they were confused, and then they were ecstatic and grateful.

The aristocrat waved his hand to stop the discussion of the refugees.

"After entering the city, each family can be assigned a camp tent with three meals a day"

Your son's words are like a tonic injected into the hearts of these refugees.

They have already forgotten what home is and can't remember when the last meal was

"Long live the mayor"

"Three meals a day? Woohoo... I'm not dreaming, am I?"

"Three meals thank you, Lord City Lord"

"It was the city lord who saved us."

"Long live the mayor"

···

As soon as your son waved his hand, the refugees under the city wall stopped shouting excitedly and looked at your son's figure with adoring expressions.

"in addition···"

"Beiliang City recruits a lot of labor."

"The mason, the craftsman, the quarryman, the blacksmith, the weaver..."

"As long as there is a skill that can make a contribution to Beiliang City, Beiliang City will recruit"

"All recruited artisans will be rewarded with ten copper coins for each day of work"

"Double rewards for outstanding skills"

Chapter 1234 Young City Lord Li Huating

The voice of Li Huating, the young lord of Beiliang City, echoed outside Beiliang City.

The refugees were silent for a while and then all broke out.

"Salary city lord will pay us wages"

"Ten copper coins a day"

"I used to be a blacksmith and I will forge iron for the city lord in the future"

"I'm a mason, do I get paid too?"

"The city lord is merciful"

"Even if I don't pay you, I will help the city lord"

"As long as I have enough food, I have plenty of strength, and I will contribute to the city lord."

···

These refugees went from having nothing to wait for death to seeing the hope of life.

The huge change in status made them deeply remember Li Huating, the Young City Lord of Beiliang City.

At this moment, Li Huating is their heaven and the god they believe in

Li Huating looked at the agitated refugees under the city wall with a smile on his lips.

"Afu"

Turning to look at the old housekeeper Li Huating beside him, he said loudly, "Let them enter the city."

"But you have to do the registration work first"

The old butler, Ah Fu, looked at Li Huating with admiration and nodded quickly, "It's the young city lord."

"boy"

Hong Lian on one side blushed a little excitedly and said, "I know how to read, can I help you register?"

Li Huating looked at the excited Honglian and knew that she wanted to help him.

"Go ahead"

Li Huating raised his hand and rubbed Honglian's head and said softly, "Remember not to be too tired."

"Yes son"

Outside the tower, Ye Yu and Tian Jizi looked at the projected screen.

On the screen, thousands of refugees lined up outside Beiliang City.

Everyone waited patiently to register to enter the city, and no one showed any impatience on their faces.

At the gate of the city, a petite figure sat behind the desk and was writing down information on the level of refugees.

Despite the sore wrist and the sweat on the brow.

This figure is still enthusiastically and meticulously registering the information of the refugees.

Looking at the projected screen, Tianjizi stroked his beard lightly and said with a smile, "Fellow Daoist Ye Yu."

"It seems that the reincarnation of the Moon God fell in love with you."

The expression on Ye Yu's face was indifferent and he said softly, "Then Li Huating is not me but just looks like me."

Tian Jizi lightly stroked his beard and smiled slightly, "Really?"

"There is no such thing as a coincidence."

"As the so-called illusion is born from the heart, the moon god likes someone who looks similar to you in the illusion, so it means that she still has feelings for you in this world."

Tian Jizi's words made Ye Yu fall silent.

Because Ye Yu knew that all of this must have something to do with Han Xue

It was Han Xue's subconscious that made Luna's reincarnated body like Li Huating

In the illusion.

"Red lotus..."

The old housekeeper Ah Fu walked to Honglian's side and said in a worried tone, "You have been tired all day, so stop and have a rest."

Honglian sat behind the desk and rubbed her sore wrists, her flushed pretty face became a little pale from overwork.

"Grandpa Ah Fu, I'm not tired"

"There are still more than 100 people registered and I will be resting"

After finishing speaking, Guren continued to write in the book without caring about the extremely sore wrist and fingers pinching the pen.

"Good boy"

Ah Fu looked at Honglian's movements with a look of exclamation on his old face.

Honglian finally completed the registration of refugees before dark.

"call···"

Seeing the last refugee walk into Beiliang City, a smile appeared on Honglian's pale face.

"Finally finished, I'm so tired"

Guren flicked her wrist and was almost grateful that the wrist was not her own.

"I told you to rest for a while, but you still didn't listen"

The old butler, Ah Fu, said in a complaining tone, "Now that you're better, do you know you're tired?"

"Besides, if the Young City Master sees it, he will definitely worry about you."

Honglian stuck out her tongue when she heard the words and said softly, "Grandpa Afu, I know."

"Don't worry, I'll be fine if I rest my wrist overnight, and it won't delay my son's breakfast tomorrow."

Ah Fu and Hong Lian turned around and walked into Beiliang City. Their figures were drawn very long by the afterglow of the setting sun.