Infrastructure Throne

The bedroom was very quiet, and the towel was draped lonely on the edge of the basin, cooling it down a little.

Yan Zui's voice was very soft, no heavier than a feather, his eyes fell on Shen Qingze's face, like a clear lake, tender and magnanimous.

Shen Qingze was stunned, his lips moved slightly, he wanted to open his mouth to say something a few times, but he was stuck again, his heart seemed to be scalded by something, he was so hot that he wanted to hunt down the murderer rationally, but he escaped without a trace .

He covered his mouth and coughed lightly, lowered his eyes, went to twist the crumpled towel again, and asked dryly, "Have you changed your medicine?"

Yan Zui immediately said: "It has been changed."

Shen Qingze paused, and pursed his lips: "Just bear with it for now, I will be able to get a new potion next month."

Yan Zui: "I've always been curious, where did you get these things?"

Shen Qingze's eyes were subtle: "This... is also a family tradition."

This embarrassing remark, Yan Zui actually automatically made up a reasonable explanation, and naturally sighed: "You really deserve to be the descendant of the Great Xia Emperor."

After going around for a long time and still unable to get rid of this inexplicable identity, Shen Qingze suddenly felt a little tired.

"You rest first, and I will change your medicine tomorrow."

Yan Zui narrowed his eyes vigilantly, and sternly refused: "It's not the hand that is injured by the Lord of the city, I can change it myself!"

Shen Qingze tucked the corner of his back for him, and said to himself: "Okay, that's the deal."

Yan Zui: "..."

He watched helplessly as the other party took the basin of water polluted by the old bandages and left the room.

Yan Zui slumped on the bed like a deflated ball, buried his face sideways in the pillow, and scolded the dove priest who dared to destroy his perfect image ten thousand times in his heart.

It's fine to suffer, but every time Shen Qingze sees it!

Yan Zui became more and more angry as he thought about it, turned sideways, and lifted the quilt, revealing his bandaged waist, and ordered viciously: "Get well soon, this city lord! Don't leave scars! Did you hear that!"

After venting an unknown anger, Yan Zui felt much better, and suddenly looked up, Shen Qingze was standing at the door, looking at him silently, with an indescribable expression.

Yan Zui: "...Didn't you leave?"

Shen Qingze silently put the medicine bowl on the chest of drawers, then slammed the door, and really left this time.

The bedroom was completely quiet, and Yan Zui felt that he had lost all face as a city lord, so he slumped on the bed with his hair in a daze for a while, took the bamboo and wood duckling beside him in his hand, stroked the duck's head one after another, and sighed Tone: "You are still the most obedient..."

After a while, there was a little cheering noise outside the window.

Yan Zui put on his nightgown and got out of bed, and raised a corner of the curtain, only to see light rain starting outside the silver-clad city lord's mansion at some point.

Some people walked onto the street in twos and threes, carrying wooden barrels and water basins, cheering and collecting rainwater.

"It's raining..."

Like light rain pattering to moisten the window lattice, Yan Zui wrapped one hand around his waist, leaning lazily in front of the window, watching the gradually bustling streets and alleys, with a faint smile on the end of his eyes.

"Can spring be far behind?"

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After the war, Yuanliu City's other facilities were in good condition except for the city wall which needed to be repaired urgently. A small number of scattered orcs who foraged for food destroyed the fertile fields on the south bank of the Chiyuan River, and were captured one by one by the guards out of the city.

The fertile and good fields along the river are the land of the nobles in the city. These noble titles and properties, as well as the various privileges derived from them, all come from the sacrifices of ancestors who sacrificed their lives to protect Yuanliu City.

In this generation, Yu Yin has completely forgotten the glory of his ancestors and the duty of guarding the city. Hearing that the beast hordes came, they took away a lot of wealth and fled to Mingzhu City without hesitation, abandoning the city's residents.

Shen Qingze's current reputation in Yuanliu City is at its peak, and with the support of the guards controlled by Yan Zui, he no longer needs to worry about the intertwined forces of the nobles, confiscating their fields, and confiscating them with peace of mind, without any pressure.

After finishing the treatment of the wounded and dealing with the aftermath, Shen Qingze immediately put the spring reclamation and planting plan on the agenda.

The fertile land along the Chiyuan River, the land occupied by the nobles is astonishingly vast. The farm of Viscount Boya who fell down at the beginning alone has a full [-] hectares, not to mention the great nobles of Yan Endc.

Compared with them, Shen Qingze's one hundred mu experimental field at the beginning was not even a fraction of that of an ordinary nobleman, it was so small that it could be ignored.

Not to mention, the northern land is vast and sparsely populated, and there are countless wastelands outside Yuanliu City. Due to the fact that no one has cultivated and managed them, I don't know how many years have been wasted in vain.

With a wave of his hand on the resource map, Shen Qingze planned all the fertile fields along the river as grain production areas, planting basic grains such as wheat, rice, potatoes, and corn, as well as rotating beans and green manure crops.

This part of the field is irrigated and does not require irrigation. After spending gold coins to upgrade, the yield per mu is much higher than that of the original [-]-mu experimental field.

The remaining fields are planned as cash crops such as cotton, mulberry, sugar cane, and rapeseed according to the system resource map.

Some crops were tropical and subtropical in Shen Qingze's previous life, such as rubber and coconut. When Shen Qingze inquired, he found that the resource map of Yuanliu City showed a very light color, which indicated that it could be planted by force, but the yield was not high.

Shen Qingze thought about it, and set aside a small area for planting. If there is no rubber, there will be no tires. If there is less, there will be less. It is better than nothing.

The crop production area was planned, the production and construction team was expanded again, and the responders gathered. A vigorous farmland reclamation campaign kicked off against the light rain in early spring.

The orcs captured in the beast horde, because of their long-term struggle with humans to capture slaves, are very knowledgeable about current affairs and have a considerable degree of consciousness of being defeated.

I was mentally prepared to be a slave, but I didn't expect the supervisors sent by humans to ask them if they want to leave in the first sentence.

The orcs were taken aback, they all thought that Yuanliu City had too many people and didn't need slaves, so they were going to freeze to death outside.

Everything withered in the harsh winter, and they still had a bite to eat in Abyssal City. If they left with their seriously injured bodies at this time, they would have starved to death or been killed by other humans before reaching the Grand Canyon.

What's more, it will be shared and eaten by other extremely hungry orcs.

The battles between the orc tribes are more cruel than the human tribes, and it often happens that they eat each other's old, weak and remnant soldiers.

In desperation, the orc captives refused one after another, expressing their willingness to stay in Yuanliu City as cattle and horses, and death is worse than life.

Reluctantly, the supervisor called a doctor to treat the seriously injured orc captives. After confirming that they would not die, they were all sent to the mines to do hard work to give full play to their physical strength, and called it "reform through labor".

The transformation period ranges from three to five years, and there is no pay during the period. After the period expires, you can choose to stay or leave as an ordinary person.

The orc captive held the contract book that the supervisor had thrown on the ground, and his strangely shaped head was filled with dazed words.

Is there something wrong with the human witch priest in Abyss City?

To declare that they are not slaves, and to write a contract?Although most orcs can't understand human characters at all.

The few orcs who had intersected with the human race understood it, and their jaws dropped when they were followed by such a generous treatment.

Although I went to the mine to do hard work, I had enough food every day, and I could have one day off after working for six days. Warm clothes were distributed free of charge, and doctors treated me when I was seriously ill.

Aren't slaves consumables?The orc captives were deeply confused. When did "slaves" get treated so well?Even better than the life of some small tribes in the Grand Canyon.

Isn't this the day they dream of "no worries about food and clothing"?

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After the beast horde receded, the nobles who had taken refuge in Mingzhu City heard that Yuanliu City had won the victory. They were pleasantly surprised and hurried back immediately.

Unexpectedly, what awaited them was not a grand welcome ceremony, but the indifferent and contemptuous eyes of the people and the cold notice.

Inform them that all the land and shops under their names will be confiscated, and their titles will be cut off on the grounds of abandoning the city and fleeing.

The nobles rushed to the city lord's mansion to find Yan Zui's theory, but they didn't even see the city lord's face, they were directly detained by Xiao Meng, thrown into the prison of the city lord's mansion, and executed on a certain day.

At this point, the old moth nobles in Yuanliu City were finally completely overthrown by Shen Qingze, and Yuanliu City was no longer their world.

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The inner city of Pearl City, the City Lord's Mansion.

"Master Lott! You must make the decision for us and punish the blacksmith master priest in Yuanliu City!"

Lotte sat cross-legged in the high-backed chair, spinning a glass of wine in his hand. The dark red wine reflected the distorted expression of the nobleman below.

He hooked the corners of his lips and asked lazily: "You said that your daughter married the earl of Yuanliu City, but the earl was framed and killed by the newly appointed chief priest and the city lord?"

The crying nobleman was not young, with a standard Mansi face, dark golden curly hair, blue pupils, and a nose like a gall, but unfortunately, a scar on the left side ruined his decency.

"Exactly! I thought my daughter could live a good life. Although Yuanliu City is a small earthen city, Yan En is an earl after all. He has been doing ore business with Mingzhu City for a long time. The wealth of his family is not worse than mine. Thinking of saying death is death, and dragging down my daughter."

Lot's eyes turned to the rest of the people: "What about you? Could it be that some daughters are also married to Yuanliu City?"

"Oh no no!" A little black-haired nobleman hurriedly said: "We are the nobles of Yuanliu City. This time, the beast tide came to Mingzhu City to take refuge, but after the adults in the family returned, they were thrown into the dungeon to be executed by that hateful priest, and they were not confiscated. took all our property!"

"We really can't swallow this breath! Lord Lot, if you can avenge us, we are willing to give up the remaining property and put it under your command!"

"Hmph." Lot leaned back in his chair, squinted his eyes and snorted. A group of begging dogs were kicked out of the city and came to him to beg.

However, it just happened to give him an excellent excuse.

Lot raised his hand and waved away the servant who was pinching his shoulders and beating his legs, and said slowly:

"I heard that there are many homeless refugees who are about to starve to death outside the city. Alas, my Pearl City is already overcrowded. Since Yuanliu City is so powerful and can defeat the army of orcs, why don't you help them spread the word and say... …

"Let's say that Yuanliu City has mountains of gold and silver and countless food, let those displaced refugees go to Yuanliu City to beg for food."

Several nobles stared at Luo Te's sinister smile with wide eyes, and swallowed subconsciously. Those refugees... probably more than tens of thousands, more than the total population of Yuanliu City.

If you add the disaster-stricken cities along the Grand Canyon, there will be even more, everyone is so hungry that they even eat people, this swarm of bees rushed over...

They exchanged glances and shuddered suddenly.

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Yuanliu City, the City Lord's Mansion.

At night, the evening wind in late winter and early spring blows the flower branches on the corridor, casting graceful shadows in the moonlight.

In the past few days, Shen Qingze came to the door regularly every day to change the dressing for Yan Zui's waist injury.

The city lord has resisted death from the beginning, and finally resigned to his fate. Now he has seen through the world of mortals and let himself go. In line with the principle of enjoying it if he can't resist, he lies on the bed on time every day, obediently waiting for the "service" delivered by the chief priest.

It was night, when Shen Qingze opened the door and entered the bedroom, the room was pitch black, and there was no light on.

"Yan Zui?" Taking advantage of the dim moonlight, he put the tray containing medicine and gauze on the table, closed the door, and walked into the room in the dark.

Before taking two steps, a strong wind suddenly hit behind him!

Shen Qingze's face changed slightly, before he could turn around, a pair of red eyes suddenly flashed in front of him, staring straight at him!

"Yan Zui!"

With a muffled groan, Shen Qingze was pushed to the door panel with a strong force, and there was a thump on his back.

Immediately afterwards, the wrists of both hands were hooped by the opponent's single hand, and they were raised above the head with such force that Shen Qingze couldn't break free for a moment.

The scorching breath brushed over the side of his neck, bringing up goose bumps, through the skin, he could feel the surging blood in Yan Zui's body, almost coming out through his body.

The faint moonlight illuminated half of a handsome face, the corners of the eyes stained with blood were slightly raised at this moment, extremely coquettish.

Yan Zui's lips parted slightly, the tip of her red tongue licked her sharp teeth, and she approached Shen Qingze little by little...