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On a mound, a huge green rock is the foundation, and the upper layer is built with a tall wall of rammed earth masonry, which firmly encloses the Ji family's house, which covers an area of hundreds of zhang, which can be described as impregnable.

Just looking at its towering gatehouse, Xuanhe's main hall, and the scale of the construction of dozens of small courtyards, you can know that the Ji family's foundation is indeed thick, and even some ordinary sergeants with shallow foundations are not as magnificent as the Ji family's house.

Season: spring planting, summer growth, autumn harvest, winter storage.

The mid-autumn season is the harvest season, and Ji's fiefdom is no exception.

From the site where the barns were cleaned up and the grain was crushed a month ago, dozens of farmers and slaves, as well as the newly arrived wild people, were busy around the autumn harvest.

For the countries of the Northern Wilderness, where it has always been extremely difficult to meet the demand for food, the importance of the autumn harvest is overwhelming.

Even if Xing Guo was engaged in a large-scale war with the Xianyu tribe in northern Xinjiang, it still could not affect Xing Guo's attention to the autumn harvest.

For a lord, the excellent completion of the autumn harvest can not only ensure the timely and stable payment of public taxes, but also represent whether the lord can let the people in the fiefdom live in peace in the next year, even if Jidan is more concerned about his own well field harvest at this time.

At this moment, in a small courtyard room in the northeast corner of the Ji family's house, there is a young man with vicious eyes, who is Ji Sheng, whose legs were broken before.

Even after using the precious elixir ointment that his uncle Ji Sheng had obtained from Doctor Fei, his legs still had no more severe pain in a short period of time, and it would take at least a month before he could initially regain his ability to walk.

At the thought that even if he could walk normally in the future, he would never be able to recover the strength of the Nine Rank Warrior Realm that he had worked so hard to achieve, and even the title of Lower Rank Warrior had become an unattainable goal, and his heart ached as if he had been twisted by a knife.

"Qing's child, you caused me to fall into such a field, and I was ridiculed by Jishu······!"

Ji Sheng clenched his hands fiercely.

"Knock Knock ······"

Suddenly, there was a gentle knock on the door, and Ji Shu's eyes changed and he said softly: "Come in!" ”

"Second Young Master~~"

Flashing in from outside the door was a tall, strong middle-aged servant with a full face.

If Zhong Rui's four teenagers were present, they would definitely be able to recognize this servant as one of the culprits who injured them that day and snatched salt.

"Besides, what is my father doing now? Did you take revenge on the Qing family? Ji Sheng was very excited, "It's been more than ten days now, and the Qing family must have been in chaos!" ”

The servant soldier hesitated for a moment, but still bowed his head and said respectfully: "The master is angry, since the head of the family blocked the cold stream and flooded the salt sawa, except for sending people to spread rumors unfavorable to the Qing clan and prevent the wild people from all over the country from approaching the Qing clan, he has not taken any action, and it seems that he has been walking towards the Jishu place in the past few days!" ”

"Bang-"

A fine black pottery cup was slammed to the ground with a crisp cracking sound.

Ji Sheng said viciously: "This is what he said personally to avenge me?" My good father really didn't take my son, who was no longer useful, to heart! ”

Ji Sheng vented, and then he said fiercely to the servant soldier: "What else did he do? ”

Those vicious eyes startled the servant soldiers he saw inadvertently, and muttered in his heart: Even his father doesn't shout about his feelings.

However, the servants did not show it, although they were powerful to the farmers and slaves on weekdays, they never dared to show any disrespect in front of the Ji family.

He said in a more humble tone: "The head of the family is very dissatisfied with the teenagers who injured the Qing clan without permission before, and warns the villains not to act without permission!" He also said that he wanted the master to wait a little longer······"

"Good, good! Wait, wait, always let me wait, it's been more than ten days now, is it really going to wait a few months? Can you kill Qing'er by relying on these rumor-mongering methods? Now that I see that my second son is useless, do you start to pay more attention to Jishu's young son? ”

The more Ji Sheng spoke, the more excited he became, and his voice was a little sharp.

The servants who were familiar with him knew in their hearts that whenever this time was the time when Jisheng was the most angry, when it came to the conflict between the head of the family and the son-in-law, he didn't dare to make any noise when he was killed, it was his own trouble.

Sure enough, "Bang-"

"Bang-"

"Whoa—"

There was a chaotic sound of smashing things, and the servant soldier Yu still bowed his head humbly, waiting for Ji Sheng's next instructions, although he was a servant of the Ji family, it belonged to Ji Sheng's name.

In the future, even if Ji Sheng could not become a lower scholar, he could become a farmer, although he did not have a real nobleman, but he could have twenty wells, one servant, and three slaves.

According to the law of the Son of Heaven of Dashen, the second son of the Shijue is equivalent to the treatment of the lower concubine, at least it is also a noble status among the people.

When Ji Sheng was about to vent, he whispered to the servant soldier Yu in a cold voice: "Yu, are you willing to kill someone for me?" I want that Qing's child's head! ”

Kill the children? This is killing nobles?

Yu trembled in his heart, but he also knew that the disobedient servants would end up even worse, wasn't it just a child?

Anyway, everyone knows that the Qing family head took all the soldiers and servants to the northern Xinjiang, although the Qing family still has a dragon sparrow in the fiefdom, but after all, it can't take care of everything.

"May I die for my master!" Yu knelt down on one knee and said respectfully, "Killing a child for the master, although he dies nine times without regret, but after all, he is a sergeant and a knight, and the villain is afraid that he will miss if he is weak alone!" ”

"Don't worry, how can you be the only one?"

Ji Sheng stared fiercely at a beast oil lamp in the room, and said softly, "I'm going to let you go with Tu and Jiao, even your ebony sword, and you must bring that little child's head to see me!" ”

Ji Sheng thought about it very clearly, the Qing soldiers went north to fight and seemed to be empty of force, but the big black boy was born with divine power and had the strength close to the Nine Rank Strength Realm.

With only one servant and one soldier, he has not yet completed the tempering of his muscles and bones, and he is bound to fail.

However, the three servants, who were all in the stage of forging their bodies and quenching their bones, and had rich combat experience, shot at the same time, coupled with the sharp ebony sword given by his uncle Ji Sheng, the chance of winning the sneak attack was greater.

What's more, it is the mid-autumn harvest season, and the Qing clan has lost so many farmers that it is inevitable that the remaining population will devote all their energy to harvesting.

No matter if you are a master of martial arts, how can you still have the energy to defend day and night after working hard day and night, this is a good opportunity for your choice.

"Whoa!"

The servant also thought of this, and he excitedly took a black long sword handed over by Ji Sheng, which was the master's treasure.

It is said that Ji Sheng spent a lot of money to get it from Fei Dafu in order to celebrate his nephew Ji Sheng's breakthrough to the Jiupin Luxe realm, and the success rate of such a magic weapon will inevitably increase greatly.

Watching the servants leave respectfully, Ji Sheng sneered: "Qing's child, if you break my legs and ruin my future, I will take advantage of the opportunity that there is no one in your family to kill you!"

It's a pity that the soldiers are optimistic about Ji Yan, otherwise his younger brother may die at the hands of the Qing clan, but it is a good opportunity to recruit! ”