Lord of Rot

Li Qi stood outside the horse pen. The male horse with strong mane that he usually rode fell to the ground with weak hooves, thinking about the life of the horse.

The mares fled to a corner of the horse pen and trembled, as if the fierce-maned horse was a terrifying monster.

Chef Jiugong followed his instructions, mixed maltose with flour, and added a little bit of grass of life to steam out a sweet special medicine.

The subjects of the experiment are naturally the horses in the stable.

The Liemane Horse is an excellent war horse with a tall stature. As a Dongxia war horse breed carefully bred by grooms, it combines the advantages of various war horses. The bloodline is very tolerant, very loyal and intelligent. The packhorses Li Qi bought with his silver coins looked very dwarfed standing next to him.

But for Li Qi, the excellent bloodline of the strong mane horse is not the most important at the moment, but the number of horses.

The female Fierce Mane Horse was tied up in another place. She would be responsible for maintaining the Fierce Mane Horse's bloodline. The person who could sow seeds for her must at least be a war horse.

"The medicinal effect is still too great. It seems that we need to crush the grass of life into juice and mix it with two large basins of water before making it."

Even a horse can't bear it, let alone a human being.

After instructing the wine barrel to continue diluting the medicine to make the special medicine, and never eating it by mistake, Li Qi mounted the female horse and left the castle.

The reclamation of the wasteland on the north side should also be nearing completion, and the seeds will be planted next, which will make use of the light plow he arranged for the blacksmith to build.

You can see the small tents where slaves built their homes in the distance.

Some farmers rushed over to work as guards when Li Qi was paid for a meal of black bread.

The castle's brown bread was enough to keep them full, and even leave some for home.

"grown ups!"

When the farmer saw the lord coming, he immediately ran over to lead the horse.

Li Qi looked around. The slaves were slowly picking up stones on the ground. Even though they knew the master was coming, they still did not speed up their hands. Some slaves even just bent down to pick up a small stone as big as a fist, and then walked to the side. .

He frowned: "Why isn't it over yet?"

According to his estimation, today he should see a group of slaves taking a rest after their work, instead of facing a wasteland that was only three-fifths processed.

"We have used whips and sticks," the farmer explained, "but these slaves are too lazy. They work slowly every day. They will be lazy when we can't see them, and they will even hide and sleep. Only those who eat black bread It's time to run, they've wasted your kindness and your black bread."

"Where's Ake?"

The farmer replied, "He's in the tent."

"Let him come out to me."

The lame man walked out with the help of his eldest son, and his younger son and daughter followed him.

"Good day, my lord." Ake knelt on the ground, followed by his three children.

"You should know why I'm looking for you." Li Qi sat on the horse and looked down at the lame man kneeling below. The difference in height was just like the difference in status between them at the moment.

"I'm so sorry, my lord"

The man lay on the ground: "Most of them have physical problems and need to rest, and..."

"Do you think they should eat my brown bread and take a leisurely walk? I'm worried that the amount of exercise they do every day won't help them digest the brown bread in their stomachs."

Li Qi said: "I chose you to guide them to play their role. Otherwise, you may be mining in a dark mine, or you may face a red-eyed lion in a gladiatorial arena. In short, it will not be like now. You don’t have to worry about taking a nap in the sun while you’re hungry.”

"I, I'll get them done as soon as possible," Acker said.

"Alas" Li Qi sighed. Compared to the slaves who did not understand Common Language, he had some affection for the cultured and knowledgeable Ake, but his management ability disappointed him.

It seems a new slave manager is needed.

"They didn't listen to Abba! They said Abba was just a cripple and there was no need to listen to him." The little girl raised her head and tried to stare into Li Qi's eyes to express the truth of what she said, but in the end she just He dared to stare at the boot and did not dare to move his eyes any higher: "They also said that they have food and drink here, and the farmers don't dare to kill them, because they are your property, so just work every day and do it." Many noble lords don’t care.”

Ake quickly reached out and held his daughter's head to stop her from continuing.

"Your whole family has a good habit of interjecting without permission. I guess this is the inheritance in your blood." Li Qi did not pursue the trouble of a little girl, and he found that the little girl was more upright than her father.

It is not easy for a lame man to be a manager. He can guess the pros and cons of Ake's decision. Maybe Ake does not want to offend the slaves, but this will infringe on Li Qi's interests as a lord, and his identity Whether it is embarrassing or not is not something Li Qi needs to consider. As a lord, he only needs to choose a suitable person to solve the problem. If the problem cannot be solved, change someone.

He asked: "What's your name?"

The girl's eyes were still fixed on the boots.

"Okay, Akke" Li Qi nodded: "Can you tell me who said this first?"

"It's the black pig!" She said regardless of her father's objection: "The black pig is the most powerful among the slaves, and everyone listens to him."

It turns out that there is already a monkey king in the monkey group. No wonder the new monkey king he arranged was not accepted.

"Ake, your daughter is braver than you," Li Qi said, "I hope you can control these dozens of people. Although I promised that I would have bread to fill my stomach, it doesn't mean that I will feel sorry for some Silver Moon people." By buying a slave, you can let others treat me as a fat pig that can be coaxed at will."

"Yes." Ake lay on the ground, never daring to raise his head. He knew the cold-bloodedness of the nobles, and the nobles would also show his cold-bloodedness next.

"Go and bring the black pig here." Li Qi said.

The black pig was a big-bodied slave, and Li Qi guessed that before he became a slave, he should have been a mercenary, or a strongman... the kind who performed burlesque on the stage.

"Master" Black Pig knelt on the ground.

Li Qi stared at the black pig for a while and asked, "What do you think of my porcupine collar?"

The black pig replied: "The master is very kind. He gave us food and accepted us to live here."

Li Qi asked back: "So you are going to repay me in this way? Organize a group of people to work hard, and then comfortably eat the bread I provide? And then treat me like a fool?"

"We all obey Ake's orders." The black pig glanced at the lame man kneeling on the ground and replied, "I don't know what you are talking about."

"I thought you would say that Ake is not suitable to lead this group of people, you yourself are suitable," Li Qi said: "Your courage is not even comparable to that of a little girl, and what you just said was to fool a noble. ?"

Heizhu's expression changed drastically when he heard this, and he lowered his head: "Master, I..."

Li Qi looked at the lame man: "Acker, if one of you fools your master, or even deliberately takes advantage of his master's interests, how should you be punished?"

The black pig was sweating profusely when he heard these words.

And Ake also raised his head and said: "Death!"

Li Qi originally thought it would be a severe beating, but when he thought about it carefully, the value of a slave was his intact body. Being disabled or seriously injured meant that the master had to use food to support him, and the money to support him was enough to buy another slave.

Or perhaps Ake is preparing to take this opportunity to establish prestige for himself.

Only by killing the old monkey king can a new monkey king take over.

But no matter what, he had no intention of intervening.

"Master, I was wrong! Please forgive me!" The black pig shouted for mercy. He tried to struggle. Several farmers rushed up and held him down. Ake, supported by his son, walked towards the black pig and picked it up. A big stone hit the black pig hard on the back of the head.