So it's not a good place to think of home in this place, it's all staring at the surrounding forces, and there is a slight tendency to want to rise. I'm afraid that the five lords will also be unable to help it, not to mention those small lords and local tyrants.

Zhao Hu thought like this all the way and followed the team back to Lingwu City.

This is a vast castle in the plain, the castle in the center of the city, the outermost strong and heavy stone walls, and the huge castle town that spreads from the bottom of the castle to the harbor, all represent the wealth of the Ling family.

Zhao Hu already knew that the Ling family was the only lord adjacent to the bay among the five powerhouses of the Dongsheng Kingdom, and its economic strength could be said to be the strongest among the five, but it was also the most tragic of the five powers.

Because you are the best, then naturally you are stared at by everyone, and everyone is doing everything possible to weaken you, so that you will not have a chance to unify Dongshengguo. Don't say that there is no unification of Dongshengguo, I'm afraid to increase the strength a little. It's going to be suppressed!

After understanding this, Zhao Hu couldn't help but sigh, thinking about it now. The fact that Yanshi Township and the Fog District decided to belong so easily, I am afraid it is also related to the endless struggle of the top five. And now that the Ling family has one more township territory, I am afraid that there will definitely be actions against the Ling family in the future.

If the interests of the Ling family in obtaining this township territory are not eliminated, I am afraid that others will not feel at ease.

At that time, these small forces behind the Ling family's ass will swarm in and start a war against the Ling family, and they will definitely make the Ling family jump, and the benefits will only stop.

But that's fine. As a newcomer, you need to reap the benefits of this series of battles, preferably by killing a few more Black Flame Samurai. In this way, your mental strength can also grow more strongly. It's just that it's all in the future, what do I do now? If nothing else, my housing has to be settled, right?

Zhao Hu stood on the avenue of the castle a little confused, and now those low-level warriors who had been hip-hopping all the way had scattered away, and no one paid attention to him.

"Lord Zhao Hu, Lord Shoufu, please take a trip." An attendant said as he ran over.

"Yes, please lead the way." Zhao Hu nodded hurriedly and said.

Following the attendants all the way, Zhao Hu came to a hall in the central castle of the city.

Zhao Hu raised his head slightly and saw that the middle-aged warrior who had calculated his merits was writing something on the copy, and there were several samurai on the side who were also busy in front of the copy.

Zhao Hu untied the saber to the attendant, and then went in and knelt down and saluted: "Meet Lord Shoufu." ”

"Come on, come here, your performance in the battle is very beautiful, this time I asked you to come to deal with your affairs and Zhixing." Lord Shoufu raised his head and beckoned to Zhao Hu.

"Yes." Zhao Hu naturally stepped forward and knelt beside the copywriter.

"This is the document for receiving your food and money, and you will go to the administrative hall to receive it at this time of the month in the future." Shousuke said, pointing to a document and handing it over an inkstone.

Zhao Hu naturally knew that this was because he thought he was illiterate, and his status as a peasant soldier also determined that he could not be literate, so he dipped ink in the paper without even reading it, and directly fingerprinted on the document.

Shoufu put away the document very kindly and said: "Then the next thing is the sealing of Baishi Zhixing, I don't know what your opinion is?" ”

"Huh?" Zhao Hu was a little stunned. Opinion? Of course, the more fertile the land, the better, but can you say this?

"Hehe, I'm asking you if you need fertile acres or poor land." Shousuke said with a smile.

As soon as I heard this. Zhao Hu understood that the so-called 100 stone Zhixing does not only refer to the farmland that produces 100 stone of grain, but also refers to the land that produces 100 stone of grain value!

Don't look at the difference between two sentences, but the real situation is very different! The farmland in front of it that produces 100 stone grain is an extremely fertile paddy field. The area is definitely not too big to go anywhere, and it is like one or two hundred acres of fertile land.

And the last sentence. The land that produces the value of 100 stone grain, with this era of material scarcity, a large area of mountains, forests and rivers, and a total area of 1 square kilometer of land are possible!

Zhao Hu was immediately moved. If you are an indigenous, you will definitely choose good land without saying a word, and this thing can be loaned out instantly even if it is a mortgage.

But who is you, the natural selection of the land area is large, the place is large, no matter how you plan, you can gouge out much more income than a hundred stones, right? Moreover, the income of fertile land is fixed, and it is extremely difficult to increase it, but it is easy to shrink the harvest.

So Zhao Hu immediately said with a look of dirt buns: "Lord Shoufu, which one of these two has more land?" I choose the one with a lot of land. ”

As soon as these words came out. Those busy samurai couldn't help but snort and laugh, but they were clerical warriors, and they wished that the guy who was canonized Zhixing would choose a poor land. so that the fertile land was left to the direct subordinate of the main family, so no one spoke out to dissuade him.

"Hehe, since you choose more land, then I know what to do." Shoufu nodded very satisfied, and then wrote on the paperwork, and handed the document to Zhao Hu after a while.

Shoufu pointed to Zhao Hu while pointing to the paperwork, and said, "Your Baishi Zhixing is sealed in Tianlan Township. At the upper end of the riverside village, the land from the river to the top of the mountain is yours. The chestnut trees in the mountains and the fish and shrimp in the river, plus a few acres of rice fields near the river, should be able to reach the appearance of 100 stones a year. ”

"Thank you, Lord Shousuke!" Zhao Hu drew on the document with an excited face.

"Well, the official document of conferring the land will be sent to you when the lord returns, but you are now a real warrior of the hundred stones, you can go and see your knowledge and practice when you have time, and come to the administrative hall before you go, and there will be a document to accompany you to demarcate the boundary between knowledge and action."

"Your samurai identity document will have to wait for the lord to come back before it can be issued, but you are already a warrior of the Ling family, wait until you go with the attendant to get a set of samurai uniforms, and then go to collect Yulu, and the attendant will take you to the samurai house to settle down." Shoufu glanced at the bamboo armor on Zhao Hu's body and smiled.

"Thank you, Lord Shousuke!" Zhao Hu knew that he should leave, so he naturally leaned over and bowed and retreated.

The attendants waiting outside the door naturally gave the saber, and then led Zhao Hu to get the samurai uniform, and led him to the warehouse to receive ten stones of rice and ten copper coins, the copper coins were carried in their pockets, and the rice was pushed by several soldiers to the samurai's house with a cart.

After the attendant led himself to a simple stone house with a vestibule and backyard and a fifty square meters in the middle, Zhao Hu didn't care whether it was simple or not, let alone whether it was taken care of, and then asked the soldiers to help move all the ten stone rice into the house, gave dozens of copper plates, and sent them all away.

As soon as the soldiers left, Zhao Hu's head suddenly hurt, and his consciousness entered a space, and the land of the space was covered with rice, and a mysterious message appeared in Zhao Hu's mind.

"After I have the territory, there will be a planting space in my consciousness, which can produce the same amount of grain as the territory, which means that I will directly have more income from 100 stones? And as the output of my territory increases, so does the amount of food in the growing space? Also, this kind of food that can be taken out at any time can ensure that I lead the troops to fight with food reserves that far exceed those of others, and I am not afraid of being cut off! ”

"That's not all, if I sell this grain, won't I have the money to learn power? And it won't harm the territory by extracting a lot of food! Zhao Hu shouted excitedly in his heart.

After Zhao Hu figured out the role of his suddenly extra golden finger, he immediately ran to socialize. Anyway, there are a few silver coins and 10 copper coins in your pocket, as well as 10 stone of rice, so please don't be too chic.

Of course, it is impossible for Zhao Hu to go to the tavern to be chic, that is, an ordinary tavern in the town of the castle, and he drinks the most ordinary wine, and it is a vegetarian seat, so he didn't dare to call him a wine lady.

The guests who were also invited were the most powerful ones who were low-level samurai with the rank of senior bronze samurai. I can't even invite a samurai with a position.

It's not that Zhao Hu didn't want to invite middle and high-level samurai and low-level samurai with positions, but they didn't give face.

Even Lord Shoufu, who seemed to be very friendly to Zhao Hu, only accepted Zhao Hu's small gifts, and did not accept the invitation, and did not even let Zhao Hu enter the door.

And Zhao Hu also knew at this time that one was that there was a huge difference in everyone's status, and although Zhao Hu had established meritorious service, he was still the lowest level of warrior.

The second is that Zhao Hu has no power, even if his fighting power is awesome, it is rubbish, and a powerful warrior will not care about such a person.

The third is that Zhao Hu's money is not enough! There is no way to afford the consumption of high-end taverns, so those middle-to-high-level warriors with some wealth will not associate with Zhao Hu.

Therefore, Zhao Hu had to mix in the bottom of the samurai circle, but fortunately, Zhao Hu's poor Yu Lu was able to maintain inviting all the low-level samurai.

And this thing is awesome, not only did he invite all the low-level samurai. He also invited all the clerks and attendants with a little power, and even the soldiers with a good reputation.

Invite middle and high-level samurai and samurai with authority, Zhao Hu has no face. But inviting these little clerks, attendants, and soldiers who work in the clerical office is a big face, and all the people who received Zhao Hu's banquet felt that their faces were bright.

After all, they are not samurai, and Zhao Hu is a samurai, in this world where samurai are most noble, they are completely condescending, how can they not be excited.