Feng Tianzong spent another month in seclusion refining puppets. The New Year was coming and the city became lively.

Although there were many things this year, there was no longer oppression from the gentry, oppression from gangs, harassment from ruffians, and even less exorbitant taxes.

The lives of the common people can be said to be unprecedentedly happy, and this year was more comfortable than ever before. With smiles on everyone's faces, the New Year atmosphere naturally rose.

The face of the county magistrate Wang Mingyuan was becoming more and more sad. There were too many refugees, and Liaoyuan City simply did not have so much land to accommodate so many people, let alone so much food to supply so many people.

Don't let these refugees enter the city. In this winter, the refugees will freeze to death outside the city. But if they are allowed to enter the city, there will be no jobs. How can so many people be fed?

Hunger and cold will give rise to the desire to steal. When so many people have no food to eat, there will be chaos. And there are not so many houses in the city.

But he couldn't disobey Feng Tianzong's order, nor could he ask rashly, otherwise he would appear incompetent. He could only think of ways to hold on, recruiting young and strong refugees to cut wood and build houses, giving refugees a job, and also giving them a place to live so that they wouldn't starve to death.

Feng Tianzong looked at the ironwood puppets he had just successfully refined in his hand, and he breathed a sigh of relief: "Six hundred. With six hundred ironwood puppets, we are not afraid of being besieged by low-level Qi-refining monks."

Lord: Feng Tianzong (lifespan 70 years).

Territory: Fengjiabao, Liaoyuan City (Inner City).

Population: 83,228. (Untaxed population 10,221)

Tax rate: 1%/year (taxes can be collected from the population under his jurisdiction every year.)

Taxes: 0 years.

[Golden Light Spell: Divine Power (Can consume time to upgrade - unknown)]

[God-walking Spell: Master (Can consume time to upgrade - fifty years)]

[Palm Thunder: Divine Power (Can consume time to upgrade - unknown)]

"Well, Wang Mingyuan did a good job and received more than 10,000 people." Feng Tianzong thought happily, collecting taxes once today, and collecting taxes again in two days for the New Year. I feel very good just thinking about being able to harvest leeks twice in a row.

"Tax collection"

Tax: 102 years.

Feng Tianzong looked at the seed of the divine power after it was integrated into the natal puppet, and it degenerated into the master-level divine power spell. Two of the three spells are at the level of divine power, and this one is at the master level, which looks awkward.

[Consume taxes for fifty years, the master-level divine power spell is promoted to a divine power, and the divine power seed is obtained]

A divine power seed of the divine power spell was condensed again in the sea of ​​consciousness, shining with golden light, and rotating with the other two divine power seeds.

Seeing that there were still 52 years of taxes left, he planned to stay and wait until the New Year to collect taxes and then raise them together. Now he has more than 80,000 people under his command, which is 800 years of tax revenue.

"Go out and spend a good New Year with your beautiful wives." Feng Tianzong stretched his waist, put the iron and wood puppet he had just made into the storage bag, and stood up and walked out of the studio.

"My husband has worked hard." Jin Jinyun had already been waiting at the door with four personal maids.

"How did you know I would come out at this time?" Feng Tianzong asked in confusion.

"The New Year is coming soon. Sister Jin said that my husband will definitely come out to spend the New Year with us in the next two days. So we have been waiting for you to come out at the door these two days." Shi Qing said with a smile.

Feng Tianzong went up and hugged his concubines and maids one by one, and said with concern: "It's so cold, you don't have to wait for me at the door."

"When I want you to come out, the first person I look at is me!" Jin Jinyun said coquettishly.

Feng Tianzong dotingly stretched out his hand and pinched her red face.

"How are the New Year's supplies prepared? Are there enough New Year's supplies in the city?" Feng Tianzong asked.

"Under the leadership of Lord Wang Mingyuan, everything is fine in the city, but there are too many refugees now, many of whom are old, weak, women and children, and beggars are everywhere on the streets. If we give them, we can't give them enough, and if we don't give them, we can't bear it." Jin Jinyun sighed.

"Why would refugees go begging? Didn't Wang Mingyuan make arrangements?" Feng Tianzong asked.

"Lord Wang Mingyuan has porridge, but it's impossible to feed everyone with porridge. Otherwise, all the civilians in the city will come to eat." Jin Jinyun said very experiencedly.

She was also the one who hosted porridge, and knew that many things could not be done with a good heart.

Feng Tianzong thought for a while and said, "Well, during the New Year, you should still hold a buffet in the name of our Feng Mansion. At least make sure that no one in the city dies of starvation and cold before the New Year."

Feng Tianzong looked around with his eyes of investigation. Most of the old, weak, sick and disabled people among the refugees, and the young and strong were taken away by the rebels. The rest of them were thrown to his Liaoyuan City as a burden.

The few young and strong people came here with their families because the government of several surrounding cities spread the word that there was food in Liaoyuan City.

After a long journey, they were tired and hungry. Even if they had a house, many people could not stand it.

Feng Tianzong now had only one idea. Even if he had to die, he had to finish the New Year. I would collect taxes, and then you would die. He could not save everyone, but he could still give these people two days of full meals, which was his last kindness.

"It seems that I have to learn a spell to produce food in the future. My development focus will definitely be in the mundane world. Food is the top priority. Only with enough food can we feed enough people." Feng Tianzong thought to himself.

As Feng Tianzong used the Eye of Exploration, the entire Liaoyuan City was under his observation. A wave of gangs had been cleared before, but he didn't expect that such a promising profession as gangs would be hard to eradicate.

Organized theft gangs appeared in the city again, and there were also people who molested women and stole children.

Most of the yamen runners in the city were taken by Wang Mingyuan to manage refugees, and the number of yamen runners managing public security in the city was much less.

"Butler, go and notify the county government and ask them to issue a notice to inform the people of the city that there will be thunder and lightning to strike the evil people. Let the people not be afraid, don't be afraid of ghosts knocking on the door if you don't do bad things, and thunder and lightning will only strike the evil people." Feng Tianzong called the butler to explain.

"Yes, master." When the butler heard what Feng Tianzong said, he was also very worried: "What is the standard for bad things? I did a lot of bad things in the past!" But he didn't dare to tell Feng Tianzong about this worry.

I came to the county government office with trepidation all the way. When I talked to the clerks who stayed behind in the county government office, the people in the government office also became worried. After working in the government office for so many years, who dares to say that he has never done anything wrong?

"Otherwise, let's go to Master Feng to repent! Ask Master Feng to forgive us this time." Someone said cautiously.

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