The king does not see the king [Honghuang]

"...", Ji Yizhao was speechless at first, and then lazily said: "You have all separated."

"With you, there is hope..." Seeing his son's eyes turn cold instantly, Peacock suddenly lost his temper. After a long while, he said angrily, "You can't even think about it."

"You have this time, why don't you go back and take care of your monster clan." Ji Yizhao felt that one father was enough, and it would be difficult to bear another one.

"What do you need to care about the monster clan?" Peacock snorted coldly, "When the world first opened, all living creatures, there were birds and beasts, and the beasts were governed by unicorns, the birds were respected by phoenixes, and the kunlins were kings by dragons. How powerful is the Yaozu..."

"Hey, the hero doesn't talk about being brave. I just ask why you are so free." Ji Yizhao interrupted him.

"Except for the time of the great war, I basically don't need to worry about anything," Peacock ruffles his feathers lazily, "There are countless types of monster races. If it weren't for the growing power of the human race, the monster races might still be fighting each other. But the monster race has always been strong. Those who are respected are respected, and there is basically no one who dares not to listen."

"Then why are you still in conflict with the Southern Wilderness tribe? The Southern Wilderness is so vast, and the human race only lives near Zhongzhou. As long as you stay away from each other, you don't have to fight frequently, right?" Ji Yizhao has also heard that the Southern Wilderness human race The biggest loss of guarding the 72 pass is the conflict between the two ethnic groups.

The peacock tilted its head, jumped down from the branch suddenly, and pecked something out of the feather of its right wing.

That group of extremely faint brilliance, shaped like an olive, beautiful like moonlight, fluttered in the air gently, and had a shocking color.

"This thing is the essence of the sun and the moon, also known as fine wine. I originally prepared it for you." The peacock combed its bright feathers.

"For me?" Ji Yizhao was taken aback.

"Well, before you were born, I counted the days and took advantage of Ah Hui's absence to collect them nine days away." Peacock was a little regretful but also a little happy. Things can only be collected nine days away, but the strong wind up there is so strong that it is difficult for the gods to live if they touch it, and Ah Hui made me angry for a long time that time."

"What use do I want him for?" Ji Yizhao suddenly felt that his attitude seemed a little too much.

"You also have half of the blood of the demon clan. Since the ladder was broken, the aura has been thin. Many children of the demon clan are born ignorant beasts, and their spiritual intelligence is not developed. Even a big demon has only [-]% chance of having spiritual intelligence in each birth. I am worried. If you give birth A peacock that can only spread its tail, Ah Hui will kill me." There was a look of nostalgia in the peacock's eyes, Ah Hui hadn't fought with him for a long time.

"What do you want to express." Ji Yizhao admitted that he was still a little moved, after all, this kind of peacock took a lot of risks for him.

"For thousands of years in the monster race, there have been very few newborns with intelligence. The others are just birds and beasts with higher intelligence." Peacock was also very sad. Beast, if I can, why am I willing to share life and death with Ah Hui?"

"You can take this nectar, in case your future son is a peacock, you can use it for him." The peacock jumped onto his shoulder and patted his head with its wings.

"You're enough." Ji Yi called out black lines, "Come on, I asked Qi Yao to write when you came out just now, if he comes out and sees you, he will be in trouble."

When Ji Qiyao was mentioned, a coldness flashed in Peacock's eyes, but it disappeared quickly. He said softly, "Yi Zhao, how about going back to Yishan with me?"

"After talking so much, this is what you want to talk about?" Ji Yizhao suddenly had a weird feeling that a divorced couple was fighting for the custody of their son.

"Naturally, the life of the Yaozu is better than this... I don't say it, but don't draw your sword—"

After blasting away the troublesome Peacock King, Ji Yizhao began to straighten out his confused mind.

He felt that the complexity of this matter might far exceed what Peacock King and Tiger were willing to disclose to him.

While he was struggling, his auricles moved, and his keen hearing had already judged in an instant that a large number of people were pouring in from the courtyard gate.

By the way, that fellow Ji Huan treated his place as a refugee camp.

Ji Yizhao was not interested in helping the victims with any pro-people activities, so he entered the house and pulled his younger brother up to leave through the side door.

Then he discovered that the side door was also unbolted.

"Brother is going to climb over the wall again?" Ji Qiyao was eager to try.

"Hmph, there's no one guarding it." Ji Yizhao cut off the latch, pulled his younger brother and pushed the door away.

But the garden here seems to be more crowded.

People didn't panic much, as if this kind of thing had become numb and used to it, the woman quietly held the child, the old man and the man carried bags with little food, hessian clothes, nothing that damaged the palace, and more No loud noises, just snuggling together quietly.

Seeing Ji Yizhao who suddenly appeared, they looked at each other and knelt down on the ground.

That was not the suppression of the royal power, but really kneeling him.

Quiet, silent, respectful.

The only one who didn't kneel was Ji Huan, who was distributing the food. He was dressed in fine linen white sacrificial clothes, layered upon layer, dignified and majestic.

"When you are away, the tiger thinks that you are praying for blessings, and will distribute the fertile land you have prepared to the homeless people, let them become your subordinates, and use your palace as a refuge for the disaster-stricken people. Anyway, you can get In matters of fame, he has to find a way to get involved with you." Ji Huan couldn't see the expression on his face under the mask.

"I don't understand why elder brother values ​​you so much, you know—" he said halfway, but didn't continue, just changed his words, "If you want, you can take back what elder brother prepared for you at any time."

"No need." Ji Yizhao actually looked at him with disgust, and looked at the people kneeling on the ground with complicated eyes, then turned and left.

"Brother, you seem unhappy?" Ji Qiyao held his brother's hand and raised his head to ask.

"It's not—I always feel respected by others...how should I put it, I don't think I can be respected by them..."

"How could it be!" Ji Qiyao shook his head vigorously, "Brother, you can bear any respect! You have such ability. You said that Nanhuang is our home. I know how powerful my brother is."

"Family...?" Ji Yizhao lost his mind for a moment, and the appearance of a tiger appeared in his mind again. Although he hadn't gotten along with him for a long time, he really felt that it was not difficult to recognize that person's love for him.

In any case, his current body is Yizhao, Ji Yizhao.

"My brother is right." Ji Yizhao smiled brightly, "Although I think it is not good to change history, but at my level, not to mention leading the masses to a well-off life, no matter what, I can still get enough food and clothing."

The younger brother who couldn't understand looked at him suspiciously.

"Let's go." Ji Yizhao patted his younger brother's head vigorously, "I'm seeking to govern in his place, since I've become the prince, I'll take a look at what my country looks like before I can slowly plan the next things. "

"Brother is the most powerful." Although he couldn't understand, Ji Qiyao felt that his brother could do anything.

Now that Ji Yizhao has made up his mind, he can handle things extremely fast.

In the next three days, he wandered around the entire Nandu at a puzzling speed, and quickly jotted down everything he needed to know.

Nandu Nie'a City covers a vast area with a population of nearly 30. It is surrounded by mountains and forms a C-shape. The reason why the city is surrounded by mountains is that people can take refuge on the mountains when there is a flood.

It is the trading hub of the entire Southern Wilderness.

The main crops here are hemp, millet, millet, wheat, and bean. Among them, hemp is used for weaving clothes, and bean is soybeans. The other three are crops such as millet, with extremely low yields.

As for other millet, rice, sorghum, beans, mulberry, and sorghum... as long as they are edible, people will try to grow them.

But no matter how you look at it, if the Huai River is not cured, the entire Southern Wilderness will play a role in fighting floods in spring and summer.

Although he has been playing for more than 200 years with rich experience, Ji Yizhao really has no interest in playing.

Water control in ancient times was basically a theme, cited.

No dam can be built here, and Ji Yizhao can't make a water conservancy project that can open the gates and release water.

However, as a man who grew up in the future city of Rongcheng, there is no one who does not know Dujiangyan.

Isn't it just diverting water from dams?

But there is a new problem.

He looked at the model he had just made, and tapped the sycamore wooden tabletop with his fingers.

"What's the matter, brother?" Ji Qiyao raised his head from the sand table on one side, and Ji Yizhao was asking him to use that to practice calligraphy.

"I'm thinking about the project," Ji Yizhao replied a little distractedly, "The Huai River is much larger than the Minjiang River. If this project is done with the manpower of 20 migrant workers, it may take [-] years to build just the dams. Get up."

This is still estimated by him with a conservative depth, and it must actually exceed it.

As far as he knows, the entire 72 tribes in the Southern Wilderness have a population of only 200 million, and the most elite of them are all soldiers...

If forced recruitment... Yang Guangwang's former army has learned from it, Ji Yizhao doesn't want to make that boring.

Asking his younger brother to practice calligraphy well, he walked out of the room, wanting to relax.

Just when he went out, he saw the peacock in a new shape again.

Seeing that he seemed to be in a good mood, Ji Yizhao asked him curiously what good things happened to him.

"You will know later." Peacock said, "You seem to be very distressed?"

"It's a matter of government affairs." Ji Yizhao didn't want to mention it.

"By the way, Yi Zhao, why are you still wearing rough linen clothes? Is Ah Hui already so poor? Oh my god, look at your wrists are all red..."

"Shut up!" Ji Yizhao covered his forehead and said, "I'm not that hypocritical."

"Okay, Yi Zhao," Peacock waved his wings, "I have prepared new clothes for you, which are absolutely suitable for you."

As soon as the voice finished speaking, several birds had joined forces and flew over with a set of Chinese clothes in their mouths.

The material is colorful peacock-patterned silk, with jewels all over the body, peacock feathers on the neckline, and velvet cuffs with thin necks. No matter from which angle you look at it, it is gorgeous and noble, except - it is too dazzling.

Ji Yizhao glanced at the clothes, then at the peacock, and asked, "Is this for people to wear?"

"No, it's for you to wear." Peacock said triumphantly.