This King Zhou is not stupid

Xibohou sighed, it was exactly what Chao Ge said.

"From today onwards, I will continue to take over the management of Xiqi. Ji Fa will temporarily retire and will take over my job after my death."

All the ministers were naturally very happy that Xi Bohou could come back.

Only Ji Fa was dissatisfied, but he could only hide it in his heart and not explode.

Shen Gongbao watched the happy family scene from a distance and sneered.

Guang Chengzi had just returned from Yuxu Palace at this time, and he was very pleasantly surprised after seeing Yazi and Xibohou.

"Master Hou!"

He immediately greeted him with a smile and said, "Poverty Guangchengzi, I have been waiting for you in Xiqi for a long time."

"You are Guang Chengzi, the teacher of Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor?" Ji Chang looked Guang Chengzi up and down and said, "I have heard about your deeds in Chaoge, and you are indeed a master of the world."

"Hahaha."

Guang Chengzi also flicked his fly whisk, laughing loudly.

The appearance of the two old men was quite a topic, and Guang Chengzi glanced at Jai Zi from the corner of his eyes. He was indeed one of the dragon sons, and he looked very mighty and extraordinary.

"Come, come, come, let's go into the house and talk."

Xibohou invited Guang Chengzi into the room to talk, and the others also entered the room together, only Ji Fa stood outside the door.

And Shen Gongbao put his hands in his sleeves and walked lightly to Ji Fa's side.

"See, what am I talking about? This is all Guangchengzi's conspiracy. Yazi is a nail that Guangchengzi inserted into Xiqi. Sooner or later, this nail will be filled with Xiqi's high-level executives, and you and your father will be separated. , when the time comes, Xiqi will not have the surname 'Ji'."

Ji Fa stared at Yazi and Guang Chengzi who entered the room, and remained silent.

"Teacher Guangchengzi...shouldn't be that kind of person."

"Isn't that kind of person? Then why don't you think about it. It's such a coincidence. But Yazi just arrived in Xiqi, and Guangchengzi also came back. He said it was not collusion. I don't believe it anyway."

Ordinary people may say to Shen Gongbao, "It's none of my business whether you believe it or not", but Ji Fa is different. Every word Shen Gongbao says is from Ji Fa's heart.

Ji Fa also felt that the timing of Guang Chengzi and Yazi's appearance was too coincidental.

It's a pity, whether it is Guang Chengzi or Yazi, they know only a little bit of the truth, and even the saints only know eight or nine, but not all.

"and also."

Shen Gongbao said next to Jifa's ear again: "Xibohou said in public that you are not as good as Bo Yikao, even if he is your father, you shouldn't say that. Your eldest brother is dead, and you are the future Lord of Xiqi. Saying this in front of all the Xiqi officials will make you unable to step down."

"He is my father." Ji Fa closed his eyes and exhaled, "He can say anything."

"Yeah, he is your father, so you respect him, but he hasn't lived for a few years."

In order to continue the Great Tribulation of Conferred Gods, Lord Xibo must die, but he can only die of old age.

And there are only two years left before his birthday.

"But I'm afraid that you won't be the one to succeed at that time."

As soon as these words come out, the speaker has no intention, but the listener has intention.

Chapter 170 Three: The weasel who gave the poison first and then sold the antidote

After Xibohou arrived in Xiqi, he continued to manage official affairs.

He began to pay dividends, providing certain living allowances for residents living in poverty, and various industries also began to receive some subsidies. For a while, Xiqi's popularity slowly returned.

Back to Di Xin, Yin Shang also encountered problems in the process of development.

In addition to the original construction and salvation of the dead, the Dibu also established a medical center in Chaoge, which is composed of Dibu monks who have studied various medical scriptures and some old doctors in Chaoge City.

But in the past few days, I always meet people who are clutching their stomachs and howling when they come to the clinic.

"Doctor, help me, my stomach hurts like hell, I have diarrhea seven or eight times in one afternoon, I feel like I'm going to die."

"Lie down and wait. It's not a big problem. You should have eaten something unclean." Although the old doctor in charge of reception was not a monk, he could tell the other person's symptoms from his complexion and behavior at a glance.

And in the depths of the hospital, there were already a dozen people lying there, coincidentally they were from the same village as them.

This made the old man feel a little suspicious.

"Dirty things, shouldn't be, I've never eaten indiscriminately."

"Lie down first, and I'll prescribe a medicine for you to take."

The old man settled the patients, and the local monks who were in charge of decocting medicine and other ordinary medical school apprentices were also busy. Gastrointestinal diseases are very common diseases, but they rarely occur on a large scale.

Just as the old man sat down, a patient clutching his stomach came in at the door, he was really puzzled.

"Strange, strange, why are so many people sick today?"

Even if it was the transition season of summer and autumn, it would be impossible for so many people with gastrointestinal diseases to appear, unless there were malicious tricks.

"Senior, I think it's better to inform the Ministry of Human Resources for investigation."

A student from the prefecture department looked at the villagers clutching their stomachs and howling, and felt that there must be something hidden in it.

By the way, it is very easy to treat these villagers, but patients appear one after another. It is not only the patients who are tired, but also the monks in these regions.

"Well, let's go."

The monk immediately went to the Ministry of Human Resources to report the incident. This kind of incident was no small matter. The Ministry of Human Resources immediately sent a professional investigation team to the village where the villagers were.

Dai Li of the Meishan Seven Monsters is a dog demon. His cultivation ranks the third among the Meishan Seven Monsters, and he is a magic weapon.

He is in charge of this investigation.

The village where the villagers live is only more than twenty miles away from Chaoge, and they arrived in a short time. As soon as they arrived in the village, Dai Li smelled a strange smell.

"Smelly." He touched his wet nose and complained casually.

At this time, there was no one in the village, and Dai Li and the others began to knock on doors from house to house.

But the door opened, revealing a haggard face, a woman who may only be in her 30s but looks as old as 50.

"Who are you?"

"We are monks from the Human Ministry, and we are here to investigate the collective illness time in your village."

As soon as the voice fell, the door was slammed shut.

"You guys go away, Huang Daxian won't let us talk to you."

"why?"

Dai Li didn't understand, was it because his dog head was too scary?

Obviously he thinks his dog head is quite cute.

The woman behind the door said again: "It is because of the bacon developed by the king that the people in our village are sick. Huang Daxian has taken away all the bacon and healed us for free. You monks , too black-hearted!"

When Dai Li heard this, he became a little angry.

You can slander him, after all Dai Li is a rough man, but it is wrong to slander the current king!

What happened to the bacon?Is there anything wrong with bacon?The bacon is obviously very fragrant, right?

It's so fragrant that Dai Li recently looked at Zhu Zizhen's eyes, and his eyes didn't look right!

"Captain, isn't that person named Huang Daxian a bit weird?" asked a cultivator behind Dai Li.

"There must be oddities."

Dai Li pinched his chin and thought: "This Huang Daxian must be transformed by a monster or a villain, otherwise he would not slander Bacon, I must be for Bacon, ah no, I must rectify the name of the king!!!"

In Dai Li's mind, whether the bacon is bigger or the king is bigger, this is a question.

But yes, the villages within hundreds of miles around Chaoge City have more or less eaten bacon, not to mention that in the territories of other princes, bacon and sausages have long been a simple and delicious food.

Even if it is a bit hard and cannot be eaten more, it is very effective to eat a few times of gluttony that dissolves oil and water.

There must be someone doing evil in the name of doing good.

"Start to investigate in the village, two people, use the backtracking method to find useful information and report it immediately."

"Yes!"

The monks from the Ministry of Human Resources began to work. Although there were not many people, less than ten people, their enthusiasm for doing things was in full swing.

Within half an hour, they used the backtracking method to investigate at the entrance of the village, the square, and the door of the village chief's house, and they also found clues.

"Captain! This!!!"

A cultivator of the Human Ministry raised his hand and shouted: "There is a situation."

Dai Li rushed over immediately, and later discovered the situation at the scene. In the square area, a strange scene was being staged.

A man in gossip scarlet Taoist robe was ringing the bell and selling small bottles with the words 'Wan Yao Ling' written on it.

"It's either a rat becoming a sperm or a weasel becoming a sperm." Dai Li made a casual guess.

I saw that the man was surrounded by villagers clutching their stomachs, but after they paid for the man's medicine, their stomach pain disappeared instantly and they smiled.

Dai Li nodded.

"That's it, I probably understand."

He used his supernatural powers at that time, sniffing the air with his nose, and he smelled the faint breath remaining in the aura.

"Hey——" he covered his nose in distaste and said, "It really is yellow leather, and it still smells so bad here, it's too strong!"

Although he disliked the smell, Dai Li followed the smell all the way to a well in the center of the village. Looking down the well, he could see traces of yellow and turbid air floating up.

This well is one of the few water supply outlets in the village, and it can be said that it is the domestic water that villagers must use.

"Hmph, there are traces of medicine in the well!" Dai Li snorted coldly.

It's not that the Human Ministry has never encountered this kind of routine of giving poison first and then selling antidote. It's much more common, but now it's this time. Does anyone still use such an old-fashioned method?

What makes Dai Li even more angry is that if you sell medicine, you will sell medicine. After all, it is not a fake medicine and it has some effect.

But you turned out to be black bacon!

This kind of behavior cannot be tolerated. Bacon is meat made through countless processes. If the ingredients are not handled well, it will go bad, but the bacon itself has not done anything wrong.

And bacon is related to the king's face.

"I must catch Huang Pizi today."

Dai Li glanced back at the monk who followed him on the mission and said, "Are you guys willing to come with me?"

Chapter 170 Four: The Ministry of Human Beings is the master of the people, so what should the people do if they don't need to be the masters?

Di Xin also saw this reminder.

[A group of gastrointestinal discomfort and bacon phobia appeared in a village. 】

[Minsheng: The common people are suspicious of food safety. They should popularize food safety knowledge as soon as possible, strengthen construction management, and avoid the decline of human luck. 】

"hiss--"

Di Xin looked at the news and couldn't believe it.

"No way, some people really think that bacon is unsafe. Although bacon is not properly prepared, mold will grow, but let alone bacon, it is a food that is not properly prepared. Mold, spoilage, and smell. Bacon is right."

Di Xin thought of a delicacy called hairy tofu. Although it looked like some white mold had grown on the surface of the tofu and had gone bad, the mold that came to the door was actually non-toxic.

And after proper processing techniques, the taste will be very delicious.

However, if the processing is not good, other molds will naturally cause problems.

So what is wrong with the edamame?Or is it wrong for the person who made the edamame?This is a simple but logical question full of philosophy of life.

"Well, the Food Safety Bureau can be established earlier. I don't know if there are any unscrupulous traders in Yinshang. Speaking of unscrupulous... the food management position can be assigned to someone who is absolutely not unscrupulous."

Everyone knows who Di Xin is talking about.

That's right, Bigan!

Back to Dai Li, he led several monks from the Ministry of Human Beings to track down a ruined temple where the 'Huang Daxian' was located. The Huang Daxian was indeed a weasel who became a spirit, and now he is counting money and laughing.

There are still many bottles of unsold panacea in the ruined temple, but it doesn't matter, 'Huang Daxian' doesn't care about these.

"The richer the richer, these people even take the initiative to give bacon, hehehe." 'Huang Daxian' looked at the many bacon in the storage sachet, and licked his lips.

"Now it's a real treat!"