After hearing Chao Jietou's words, Wu Ming finally understood the reason why he wanted to increase the price so black. It turned out that Chao was for the people of Jiangnan.

It's not that he deliberately cheated his money, but the problem of the people in Jiangnan has reached the point of urgency, and the two of them can't frown in front of Fang La.

And Chao Jietou can ask himself openly and honestly, and there is only one chance to ask for silver. If he doesn't grasp it well, he doesn't know when the next opportunity will be.

Wu Ming, who knew the reason, nodded with relief. The heart said: This Chao Gai really did not disappoint me. It turns out that he has not turned bad.

Wu Ming, who had finished thinking about his thoughts, said to Fang La: "Since this is the case, then Xiaofang, I will organize someone to send you food now."

Those prisoners of war, do you think you can release them first? Don't worry, I will take away the officers and soldiers of the imperial court and those displaced people, and I will not let them embarrass you again. ”

Fang La was a little unhappy, he was unhappy that his number one strategist, Chao Litou, had exchanged the silver for grain without consulting him.

Fang Laqiang, who had a black face, squeezed out a smile and said to Wu Ming: "The reputation of the God of Martial Wealth is still trustworthy to someone on our side.

You can take those prisoners of war with you at any time. ”

After listening to Fang La's words, Wu Ming felt that it was not too late and immediately went to the prisoner of war camp to save people. For Wu Ming.

200,000 prisoners of war, small meaning, their own space ring was easily packed away.

After seeing the distant figure of Wu Ming disappear, Fang La's face immediately changed, and he looked at Chao Jitou with a pale face and reprimanded angrily:

"You are so bold, when is it your turn to make your own decisions? Why didn't you consult me in advance about all the money for grain? ”

Looking at the angry Fang La, Chao was not afraid at all. He asked Fang La very easily: "Does Your Majesty want silver or Jiangshan?" ”

After hearing Chao Jietou ask himself, Fang La was suddenly stunned for a moment, and then said: "I want the country, and at the same time I want silver." ”

After Fang La's answer, Chao Jietou explained: "Isn't this right, if Your Majesty is greedy for a little profit in front of you."

Then as long as the silver is not a country. With the silver of the God of Wealth, everyone divided a point and then dispersed, each went back to his own house, and found his own parents.

If Your Majesty wants the country and the silver, then don't just care about the immediate interests, now the people in Jiangnan are generally short of food, and we can't eat the silver when we get it.

It is better to directly exchange it for grain, and then distribute it to the people of Jiangnan to buy people's hearts. After the food crisis passed, so many people in Jiangnan returned to their hearts.

Your Majesty is still worried that you can't earn money? Even if you just collect a little tax from these people, it is not a small amount of income.

What's more, these revenues are still sustainable for a long time. Let's develop steadily for another three years and five years.

Then crossing the river to occupy the remaining land of the imperial court is not a matter of being captured. ”

After listening to Chao Jietho's explanation, Fang La felt that it made a lot of sense, so he patted him on the shoulder and praised: "Well, the idea is good." I will have to rely on Mr. more in the future. ”

Wu Ming, who came to the prisoner of war camp, found the military general on duty and told the military general to lead the people.

Before Wu Ming, Fang La's subordinates had already conveyed the order to release the people. After the handover of the two.

Wu Ming put all these prisoners of war into the storage ring, and the Fang Lamen on duty in the prisoner of war camp were dumbfounded.

They couldn't help but muttered in front of Wu Ming: "No wonder there are rumors everywhere that the God of Martial Arts is a god descended from heaven." At first, I didn't believe it.

Now I believe it completely, such a means, what is it if it is not an immortal, a full 200,000 people, the God of Martial Arts waved his hand, and these people disappeared. ”

Now Wu Ming is no longer afraid of shocking the world, because his statement that he is a god has been recognized by everyone.

Naturally, he must have the means of a god, so he can now use the benefits and modern weapons and equipment given to him by various systems unscrupulously.

When Wu Ming walked out of the prisoner of war camp, he found a strong monk standing not far from the gate of the camp.

He remembered the feeling he felt when he hit Lu Zhishen's bald head, not to mention, the feeling was really good. Wu Ming, who had itchy hands, couldn't help but think:

What reason am I going to find to beat this monk? Not for anything else, but to find the feeling of banging on the bald head again.

Hey, I still fell, this great monk has no grievances with him, how can he have the urge to find fault and beat others.

To be restrained, we must be restrained, we are a reasonable person. You can't base your happiness on the pain of others.

Wu Ming finally resisted the urge to find fault, and was about to walk past this monk.

Who knows, Wu Ming didn't look for a monk, but this monk found fault with Wu Ming. The monk watched as Wu Ming was about to pass by him.

Directly turned his body sideways, blocking Wu Ming's way. said: "I heard that you are disrespectful to our Holy Father, and call our Holy Father Xiaofang.

Is this true? ”

Wu Ming looked at the monk who was blocking his way and said, "Fang La is your Holy Father, not my Holy Father, is it wrong for me to call him Xiao Fang?"

I called him Xiao Fang, and he didn't raise any objections himself, what are you chirping here, I really don't know what to say. ”

After hearing Wu Ming's admission, the monk directly said angrily: "The king insults the ministers to death, and if you insult our holy father, you insult us and others."

There are a lot of Holy Fathers, so I don't care about you, but I, Deng Yuanjue, as a national teacher, how can I let the people who insult the Holy Fathers leave easily.

It's not impossible for you to leave here safely today, defeat me, you can leave, and if you are unfortunately defeated, I won't embarrass you.

As long as you go and apologize to the Holy Father, and then compensate the Holy Father for hundreds of thousands of taels of reputation damage, you can still leave with all your mustaches. ”

After saying these words, Deng Yuan thought meaningfully: I just don't believe you, you are also a national teacher, why should your reputation be louder than mine.

Others say that you are a god descending from heaven, but I really don't believe it. I've seen a lot of magicians, and you're only a wizard of magic at most.

As long as I defeat you here today, then I can use you as a stepping stone to become famous in the world.

After listening to Deng Yuanjue's words, Wu Mingle said: This is really sleepy, someone will send a pillow. I'm trying not to find fault with this monk.

This monk jumped out to find a fight, since you are so enthusiastic, then I will reluctantly fulfill your wish.

After all, helping others is the foundation of happiness. If I don't fulfill your wishes, it will be unreasonable.

After all, Wu Ming still had something to do, so he didn't want to play with Deng Yuanjue anymore. directly punched out, and then Deng Yuanjue flew.

Deng Yuanjue, who was lying on the ground, felt that he was really overturned, how could he think of challenging this pervert, and he understood with this punch that the root is not a grade.

Just when Deng Yuanjue regretted it, he suddenly felt a huge pain in his head. It turned out that Wu Ming was tapping his finger on his head.

What's even more infuriating is that he also sang while playing: "Jingling, Jingling, Jingling。。。。。。。 ”