Peach

In a daze, Zhao Surou's nine-section whip had already attacked, and the long sword and the steel whip made a crisp jingling sound when they met.

Chen Ziqi took Amu and ran out, and said to a group of people outside the door: "Go quickly."

"I'm afraid I won't be able to leave." Wu Bujian said dejectedly.

"Shut up." Tu Buxian punched him.

Chen Ziqi turned his head to look, and could not help but gasp.On the road outside the Earth Temple, there were twenty people holding long swords and wearing uniform light blue arrow sleeves.

"We are the second-generation disciples of Lushan Sword Sect, who are..." The leading young man stepped forward and asked.

It turned out to be a member of the Lushan School, Chenzi Qi narrowed his eyes and rolled his eyes.

Changjian Sect belongs to Lushan Sect, and when they were bullied, they called the boss to support them, so Lushan Sect came to stand up for Changjian Sect.In this way, the swordsman who rescued them just now should also be a member of the Lushan School.If you stay here and wait for their mediation, there shouldn't be any danger, but if Zhao Surou asks for Cheng Jiazhen, there will inevitably be another conflict.

The people of the Suxin sect seem to be extremely attached to Cheng Jiazhen, in order to prevent any changes, it is better to get out earlier.

Thinking of this, Chen Ziqi put on a miserable face and said: "We are people from the capital city, and we came to Lucheng to join our relatives. We didn't want to meet the fairy girl of the Suxin sect. It was only with the help of a knight in blue that he was able to escape."

Hearing this, the members of the Lushan faction became less hostile, and the leader withdrew the unsheathed sword again.The younger brother beside him still had some doubts: "When did Su Xinzong start the business of robbing houses, why didn't they allow you to leave?"

Chen Ziqi lowered his head, blushed, and said coyly: "The aunt saw that my brothers are handsome, and said that she wanted to take me to Suxinzong..."

"Ah..." All the boys from the Lushan faction exclaimed in unison, and took a closer look.Chen Ziqi looks like a tree facing the wind. Although the black egg over there is a bit dark, his facial features are still very handsome.

Think about a group of unmarried old aunts from the Suxin sect...

For a moment, everyone felt great sympathy for Chen Ziqi and his party.

Chenzi Qi bowed his hands to them and got on his horse.Heidan was injured, so he asked Wu Bujian to drive the carriage that Chang E was in, and leave the place quickly.Going to Lucheng, worried that people from Suxinzong would chase after him, so he changed his way directly to Jianyang.

"Brother, let them go like this?" asked a younger Lushan disciple.

"Since it was the junior uncle who let them go, there is no need to worry about it." The senior brother said.

"Brother, I still have a question," the younger brother held back for a moment, and said with a complicated expression, "If it's a robbery, what's the matter with that bald man?" Who would appreciate that bright bald head!

"Maybe... someone likes this..."

"Oh."

Chen Zimo suffered some internal injuries, but fortunately it was not serious, so he leaned against the wall of the car and silently practiced exercises to adjust his breath.

"You unfilial son, bastard, this is how you repay my kindness for raising me..." Cheng Jiazhen sat in the corner, staring and cursing.She thought that she would regain her freedom after leaving the palace, and rely on this "son" to live the life of a concubine.Unexpectedly, Chen Zimo made her eat cold food, drink cold water, and sleep in the luggage trough along the way, looking at her as if she was looking at a dead person.On the contrary, she treated Chang'e, who was from a poor and humble background, like her own mother.

"What's this called, reciprocate, how you treated him when he was a child, he treats you now," Chang'e idly nibbling melon seeds, "He didn't whip you with a willow stick, he's done his best."

Interestingly, Cheng Jiazhen has always emphasized the grace of nurturing, but never said that she is his mother.

At dusk, they finally arrived at Jianyang City.This is Chen Ziqi's fief, and it is the place where he will live for a long time in the future.

There is no city defense at the gate of the city, and everyone can come in and out at will.Of course, there are very few people coming and going.

Chen Ziqi thought that his fiefdom might be as chaotic as Jiuru Town in a place far away from the imperial power.However, after stepping into the city gate, he didn't think so.The entire Jianyang City was bleak, and there were almost no shops on the streets, so there was no chaos at all.

After walking half a street, I saw two blacksmith shops.

"Old man, why is there no one here in Jianyang?" Chen Ziqi asked the blacksmith who was standing in front of the door and kept knocking.

"There will be one further ahead." The blacksmith looked up at him. "Are you here to buy a sword?"

Chen Ziqi shook his head, then walked forward, indeed there were more shops, but... they were all made of iron!There are no taverns, no brothels, only a dilapidated inn.Pedestrians on the road were all ashamed and numb.

Near Jianyang City are all sects of the Sword League, and everyone is proud of practicing swords, and looks forward to one day being able to enter the sect to practice martial arts.Those who don't practice swords also go to the farms related to the sect to make a living.

"The towns outside the sect's jurisdiction are mostly like this," Chen Zimo leaned against the car door, clutching his chest and said, "Lucheng is also very poor."

The disadvantage of practicing martial arts throughout the country is that no one is farming, and taxes cannot be collected year after year.The big sects are getting richer, while the royal family is getting poorer.

Fortunately, a year ago, when Jianyang was going to be divided as a fiefdom, the imperial court had already built a palace here, so that the group would not live on the streets.

On the door plaque, there are three big gilt characters "Jian Wang's Mansion", and two stone lions stand on both sides, which is quite magnificent.A young man was sweeping in front of the door. When he saw them, he was stunned for a moment, dropped his broom and went in to report.

"My lord, my empress!" Fu Yuan and Fu Xi, who came to tidy up the palace first, came out cheerfully.

The palace was well cleaned up, all the utensils from the palace were brought here.The court ladies could not be taken out of the palace, so Fu Yuan decided to buy a few little maids in the local area.In addition, the imperial court assigned twenty guards according to the rules, and the whole palace was quite lively.

"This Jianyang City is very desolate. I searched for a long time before I found a place to sell vegetables in the suburbs. It was a farm in Changjianmen, so I was willing to sell some to us." Fu Yuan told us what happened recently. Chen Ziqi reported it again.

Now, Chen Ziqi Feng Wang opened the mansion, he is the master.Therefore, the manager of Fuyuan, who used to take orders from Chang'e, also reported to Chen Ziqi instead.

"You should see Fu Yin first." Chen Zimo reminded.He has been operating in Lucheng for half a year, and he suffered a lot from no one to teach him.

Jianyang City is under the control of the governor. Logically, as a feudal lord, this land will be under his control in the future, and the governor will naturally become his subordinate.

"Go and send a post to Fu Yin, asking him to come to the palace to see the king tomorrow." Chen Ziqi said to Fu Yuan.

"Yes." Fu Yuan took the order, ordered someone to write a post, and directed a guard to send it to Jianyang Mansion.

I thought that if I became a vassal king, I would be able to eat and drink without worrying about it. Looking at this poor fiefdom, Chen Ziqi began to worry again.

The vassal kings of Taizong's time were all powerful in martial arts, with strong soldiers and horses, and the surrounding small sects had to pay tribute to the vassal kings.But the small sects in his jurisdiction are not even willing to sell him a few cabbages...

The next day, Fu Yin came to visit.

The governor's name is Zeng Shan, in his 40s, with a scholarly appearance, and he was born in the Dianjian School.It's funny to say, the reason why Jianyang is called Jianyang is because he is the intersection of two small sword gates, one is called long sword gate and the other is called short sword gate.Both are under the jurisdiction of the Lushan Sword Sect, but because of their different cultivation concepts, they often fight with each other.

"Those houses on East Street were destroyed by fighting in the city last year." Zeng Shan said with drooping eyes.

"Then you don't care?" Chen Ziqi frowned.

"The rivers and lakes are the affairs of the rivers and lakes, and the government only cares about the affairs of the people." Zeng Shan smiled facelessly, left the list of people in Jianyang and the field booklets, and left in a leisurely manner.He didn't pay much attention to this 14-year-old prince.

A vassal king needs soldiers and horses to make people fearful.Now, not to mention soldiers and horses, it would be a problem for Chen Ziqi to support his twenty guards.

"Did he look down on me?" Chen Ziqi looked at Fu Yin's leaving back with his hands behind his back.

"Yes." Wu Jian said the truth.

"..." Chen Ziqi slapped Wu Bubu's head, and walked away angrily.

"Didn't you ask me to say that?" Wu Jian scratched his head.

"How many times have I said, shut your crow's mouth." Tu Buxian walked over, put his fist on top of Wu Buxian's head and turned around.

"Roll, are you trying to make me bald like you?" Wu Bujian patted his hand that was not visible, and said angrily.

Chen Ziqi holds the directory booklet and examines it carefully.In his fief, the population is quite large, but the taxes that can be collected every year are pitifully small.Most of the people in the city are engaged in the business of blacksmithing and selling swords, and the people outside the city...

The more he looked at it, the more he had a headache, so Chen Ziqi got up and went to Chen Zimo for advice.

"The second brother's fief is near the Huangshan School, the third brother's fief is around Yandang Mountain, and the fourth is in Liuhezong..." Chen Zimo pointed to the map.

As long as the princes with good backgrounds, the fiefdoms they get are all near the sect of the mother clan, so they take care of each other, and they will soon be able to get along well.At the very least, some experts in the sect will be sent to be the guards of the feudal king.As for those princes without foundation, they will be thrown into a place where nothing shit happens, and they will fend for themselves.

"You mean, you need to find a backer first?" Chen Ziqi grasped the point, the new vassal king has no strength, and if he is not protected by a big sect, it will be very dangerous.Just like his current palace, for martial arts masters, it is simply paper.

Speaking of the backing, Dan Yi's handsome face suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, why don't he beg Brother Feng Yuan to send more people to help him?

"You can find my uncle..." Amu popped up from the door and whispered.

"What uncle?" Chen Ziqi looked up at him.

"The swordsman in blue the day before yesterday," Amu hesitated, uncertain, "I think he looks familiar..."

Amu has never been out of the palace since he was a child, so there is no one he knows. After thinking about it, only his uncle can make him feel familiar.

Say uncle, and uncle will arrive.Three days later, someone came to visit. It was the blue-clothed swordsman who rescued them in the Earth Temple that day.

When Li Yuhan came to the door, Chen Ziqi was still asleep.Wu Jian knocked on the door outside: "Your Majesty, that person from the Lushan School is here. The subordinates went down to check, and this person is the closed disciple of the head of the Lushan School, named Li Yuhan."

Wu Jian's voice was not very pleasant, but because of his high internal strength and full confidence, he seemed extremely noisy.

Chen Ziqi pulled the quilt over his head and turned over.

"Ji!" A short song of a bird woke up the dazed Chen Ziqi, and he stretched out his hand to feel under the quilt, and sure enough, he touched something fluffy and warm.When I grabbed it out, it was the little red bird I hadn't seen for a long time.

"God chicken!" Chen Ziqi was surprised and delighted, sat up and held the little red bird in his hand.Before Lan Jiangxue left the palace, he asked, if he went to the fiefdom, would Shenji still find him?How did you answer that?

"You are the one chosen by the gods, no matter where you go, the gods can find you."

Chen Ziqi leaned over and pressed his head against it.But the little red bird didn't cooperate, and instead turned around and pointed its butt at him.

"You bastard... Huh?" Chen Ziqi was about to flick his ass, when he suddenly discovered that there was a bright red tail feather growing on that fluffy little butt.

Although it is only as long as fingers, it is very beautiful. The top of the tail feathers is a peacock-like feather eye, but it is light red, and there are neatly arranged fine hairs underneath.The feathers are soft and will sway from side to side as the chick's butt shakes.When it is not moving, it will tilt up proudly.

"Long tail feathers!" Chen Ziqi looked around curiously.

"Chirp!" The little red bird was very proud, walking back and forth on the quilt, showing its beautiful tail in different postures.Dad said that you should show your beautiful tail to the person you like, so that he will fall in love with you.

Outside the door, Wu Jian looked at the little snowflakes falling from the sky, and chatted nonsense with Tu Buxian: "It's already snowing, and the worship at Xuandao should have ended, and I don't know that the palace master will..."

While talking, Tu Buxian suddenly patted him.

"What did you hit me for?" Wu Bubu turned his head and saw that Chen Ziqi had come out and was about to speak, when he suddenly caught a glimpse of his red hairy head protruding from the skirt of his clothes, he couldn't help but exclaimed, "Gah!"

The author has something to say: Little Theater:

Bird Gong: Come on, let me show you something nice

Qi Qi: What?

Bird Gong: (lifts clothes off) Look!

Qi Qi: (covering face) Oh, what a bully!

Bird Gong: How can you be a hooligan just by looking at the tail (⊙v⊙)?

Qi Qi: Oh, it turned out to be looking at the tail =. =