Maid, Little Lucky Wife

The process of giving out porridge later became much smoother. One person passed it on to another, and it was also known that people from the capital came to the county, so the county magistrate could not cause trouble.

In order to prevent anyone from causing trouble, the government officials were watched every day.

These people had no objection at all to having someone else take charge of them. Instead, they felt very at ease.

As long as they have enough to eat and don't suppress them casually, they will be willing to work hard.

Mo Xuan still led people to search for water sources every day, and no one seemed to think about the problem of the upper reaches of the river.

Mo Xuan thought that it would be best to wait for the soldiers to come as long as it took a day.

Unfortunately, it was eventually discovered.

That day, he was digging a well in a mountain when suddenly a bunch of masked men in black poured out from all directions.

The officials reacted immediately, drew out their swords from their waists, and protected Mo Xuan and all the scholars in the middle.

When the atmosphere was tense, a leader came over and saluted, "Master Mo, I'm sorry to frighten you. Our boss wants to invite you to come over and meet us."

Mo Xuan took a step back pretending to be frightened, as if he didn't have any martial arts skills.

"Who are you? Why do you want to arrest us? I am a court official. If you kill someone, you will go to jail."

The man chuckled, "Don't panic, sir. We won't hurt you, but I hope you can cooperate with me. Otherwise, the sword has no eyes, and I might accidentally hurt you."

Mo Xuan lowered his head, his eyes flashed with coldness, but his body was still trembling.

"I'll go with you! Don't hurt us."

The man sneered, rather disdainfully.

"Master Mo, let them throw away their swords. We will blindfold you. Please forgive me."

Mo Xuan waved his hand towards everyone, and these people reluctantly put down their swords.

This group of people were actually replaced by Mo Xuan. There were no unarmed scholars, only those who knew martial arts were left, but the modified ones could still pretend.

Their faces were covered, and then someone led them forward. After an unknown amount of time, Mo Xuan's nose moved, and the smell in the air was different. He had never smelled it before.

After walking for a while, the smell in the air became mixed, and it seemed that there was also the smell of molten iron in the blacksmith shop.

Mo Xuan's heart sank as he thought of a possibility. If this was really the case, where did these people come from? Whose subordinates does it belong to? Want to rebel?

The light returned to his eyes again, and Mo Xuan squinted his eyes slightly to adapt to the surrounding light.

Suddenly a hearty laughter came, "I have long admired your name, and welcome to Lord Mo."

I saw a shirtless man coming towards me. His whole body was covered with muscles and there were many scars on his body, one of which went from his left shoulder to his abdomen.

It looks extremely ferocious.

Mo Xuan's eyes suddenly shrank, and he said with a forced smile, "I wonder what this young master has to do with his subordinates?"

The man snorted coldly, sat on a chair, and looked at Mo Xuan up and down.

"There's no need to call me Young Master. I'm just from a rough background. I look down on those weakling Young Masters the most."

"I don't have much ability. I didn't pull him properly."

How to answer this? Mo Xuan was speechless. He was just being polite, but he seemed to have touched Ni Lin.

Seeing that the person was silent, the man suddenly asked, "Did you send someone to arrest the county magistrate?"

Mo Xuan said indignantly, "It was the lower official who caught him. When the people were in dire straits, he hired dancing girls and singers without caring about the situation outside."

"If we don't arrest people, it will be difficult to convince the public."

The man stared deeply into his eyes, as if to see if he was lying.

"So Mr. Mo just can't stand the fact that the county magistrate doesn't know how to assess the situation?"

Mo Xuan touched his nose in embarrassment, feeling a little embarrassed that his thoughts had been exposed.

"Xiaguan is new here. It's hard to convince the public if he doesn't make some achievements. Moreover, the county magistrate did it too blatantly, so Xiaguan had to do this."

The man said oh, and when he saw that the person didn't seem to be cheating, he actually believed it in his heart.

"The county magistrate is indeed unreliable in his work. It's okay to suffer a certain amount of punishment."

"Master Mo must have brought a lot of money for disaster relief this time!"

Mo Xuan sighed softly, with a sad look on his face, "Xiaoguan has traveled to many places, and a lot of silver coins have been distributed. When I got here, I didn't expect the disaster to be so serious, so I had to send someone back to Beijing to report. I hope the capital can send some silver coins. come over."

"It's just that there isn't much silver in the treasury, and I'm afraid I won't be able to transfer it for a while. However, there is some food for disaster relief, so we have started giving out porridge in the past few days."

Mo Xuan's attitude was very humble and he considered himself a lower official. The man was very satisfied with Master Mo's knowledge.

He looked down on people like the county magistrate who nodded and bowed to follow the crowd.

The Lord Mo in front of him is much stronger than him. Although he is a little timid, he can assess the situation, and he is very smart and not rigid. It would be great if he could be pulled into his camp!

This person has been away from the capital for many years and has stayed in the remote mountains all year round. He does not know much about the situation in the capital.

If you inquire more, you will know that Lord Mo in front of you is not a simple person.

The man's attitude is even more warm if he is willing to win over her.

"My lord, you have been working hard all the way. I will ask them to kill a sheep. How many drinks can we have?"

Mo Xuan nodded flattered.

The man was very confident in his own strength and was not afraid of Mo Xuan running away. He also had Mo Xuan's subordinates in custody.

He led Mo Xuan to wander around, and Mo Xuan's surprise became more and more intense.

I originally thought it was just a mountain villa, but now I realized that it was almost the same as a county town.

There are even many fortifications, including watchtowers, walls, and moats.

Many people dressed in black were patrolling, scanning the surroundings with sharp eyes.

After a while, no less than a dozen pairs of eyes had glanced at Mo Xuan.

Mo Xuan's heart gradually became serious. These people were well-trained, never let go of their swords, and had strong vigilance. They looked like regular troops.

And he was sure that the smell he smelled before was correct, it was the smell of molten iron.

In addition to the houses, there are rooms, and the blacksmith inside is hammering hard with his chest bare.

Knives, swords, axes, and even armor forging.

The complexity of the color of the armor is something that most blacksmiths would never know, but it is gradually taking shape here. Who are these people?

I am afraid that only a few princes have such strength. Who could it be?

To build a private army would mean beheading the nine tribes.

"Boom!"

There was a sound, and the ground beneath my feet was shaking slightly.

I saw that one side of the mountain separated towards the two sides, revealing a three-meter-high cave entrance.

Several sergeants in black were revealed. He glanced around and nodded to their heads. Then he stepped aside, revealing several thin figures with torn clothes.

There were men and women inside, with yellow faces and thin muscles, pushing several cars.

Looking at the thing above, Mo Xuan couldn't move his eyes away. It turned out to be iron ore!

Mo Xuan's heart skipped a beat, there was iron ore here?