Chapter 1192: The Temperament of a Dog's Legs

Yes, that's me!"

With a stiff neck, Yang Feng stared at the indignant expression of the old man in front of him, and said righteously: As a third-rate family under the Jinling Mansion, we have been under the care of the Lord of the Jin Mansion for a long time, and we have been grateful for the great kindness of the Lord of the Jin Mansion for generations, and we should swear to repay each other. Now that the Lord of the Golden Mansion said that he wants to send troops to the Demon Cloud Cave, we should go all out and follow the Lord of the Golden Mansion to kill them without leaving a single piece of armor behind, in order to repay the Lord of the Golden Mansion for his cultivation. Where is so much nonsense, making excuses to prevaricate. Whatever the Lord of the Golden Mansion says, we just do what we do. ”

Not!

His heart was stagnant, and Jiang Yuheng was choked and speechless.

In fact, in his heart, there are many reasons that are enough to refute, but Yang Feng's words are loyal to Jin Wuving, and they are naturally politically correct. If you refute it, you must have a sense of rebellion against Jinling Mansion.

So it's hard to say anything.

Yang Feng glanced at him with an evil expression, and then raised his fist and shouted: Long live the Lord of the Golden Mansion, defeat the Demon Cloud Cave, and pay for the blood debt!"

Belch...... Long live the Lord of the Golden Mansion, defeat the Demon Cloud Cave, and pay the blood debt with blood!"

Seeing that this kid was up, the rest of the heads of the third-rate families glanced at each other, and they also began to raise their fists and shout, but they couldn't stop scolding in their hearts.

This despicable boy is really a natural dog, and this timing to look at the direction of the wind and flattery is really just right.

Jin Wushu saw that so many people quickly unified their opinions under the leadership of Yang Feng, and he nodded very happily, especially when he looked at Yang Feng, he was full of love.

No wonder Daoling fell in love with this kid at a glance after going to Wujiabao, he is indeed very good at doing things, and he is very heart-wrenching, hahaha!

With a loud laugh in his heart, Jin Wushu said solemnly: Since the heads of the family are united and have no opinions, then hurry up and hurry back to fight the soldiers. After a month, the Jinling Mansion rendezvoused and slaughtered the Demon Cloud Cave. ”

After speaking, Jin Wushu stood up, turned around and walked towards the house, but before leaving, he glanced at Yang Feng very dotingly: Lord Yang Bao, you come with the old man!"

Yes, Lord of the Golden Mansion!"

Nodding slightly, Yang Feng grinned, and after squinting at the heads of the families who were envious and jealous, he swaggered in.

When they left, the heads of the families immediately gathered together again, and they cursed one after another: Despicable villains, sycophants, you know flattery, I'm sorry. ”

Now I know how he is so young, usually unknown, suddenly became the head of a third-rate family, this is really good at observing words and words. It's just that the Demon Cloud Cave is a second-rate top force in the Demon Dao, which is extraordinary. If we go to war with them, we will probably lose a lot of money. ”

Who said no, I originally wanted to persuade the lord of the mansion to think twice, but I was shouted by that kid with a slogan, and I couldn't persuade it anymore, alas. ”

......

Everyone shook their heads and sighed, their faces were bitter, Jiang Yuheng was even more angry and gritted his teeth, and the cold killing intent in his eyes was like a sharp sword, exuding a fierce glow.

Yang Feng, you wait for the old man, the old man will never let you return to your Yangjiabao alive, hum.

On the other hand, after Yang Feng followed Jin Wudi to the study in the backyard, Jin Wushu smiled and said lightly: Yang Feng, do you know that you offended a lot of people just outside the door. ”

So what? Serving the lord of the mansion, Yang Fengyan is afraid of offending those young people?"

Well, well said!"

couldn't help but praise it, Jin Wushu smiled and said: Daoling, he really didn't see the wrong person, you are really loyal to our Jin family, hahaha!"

Of course, everything Yang Feng has today is given by you, the Lord of the Golden Mansion. Without the Lord of the Jin Mansion, there would be no Yang today. Yang Feng is willing to go to the soup for Jinling Mansion, and he will not give up. ”

With a grin at the corner of his mouth, Yang Feng immediately stepped forward and whispered: Also, this quarter's tax income, Yang Feng has already sent someone to the house for storage. ”

With a raised brow, Jin Wushu looked at him deeply, and said, "How much is the tax revenue again?"

Ten times more than the previous quarter!"

Good guys, other families pay taxes once a year, but it's good for you to pay once a quarter. Moreover, the tax revenue in the first quarter was ten times more than that of Wujiabao in the whole year, and the next quarter was ten times more than the previous quarter. You kid, you're really capable. ”

Blessed Lord!"

Smiling slightly, Yang Feng said lightly: Under the great brilliance of Jinling Mansion and under the correct guidance of the Lord of Jinbao, our people in Yangjiabao have enough food and clothing, and our GDP has increased tenfold every quarter......"

GDP?”

Jin was puzzled, and Yang Feng hurriedly explained: It is the gross domestic product of our people and the total wealth created. ”

Oh, I see!

Nodding his head, Jin Wushu couldn't help but smile again: You kid, is it useful to engage in these strange things. But there is one point, the old man wants to remind you. ”

Please ask the lord for instructions. ”

It's your situation there, I've heard about it, too. Although the tax revenue has increased a lot, it is too loose. A group of ordinary untouchables, what do they want to have enough food and clothing? Let them not starve to death, just be able to work. ”

His face sank, and Jin Wushu was unprecedentedly solemn: These cheap bones, if you are too good to them, they will want more. Today you have eaten enough, and tomorrow you want to take your power. After taking away the lord of your castle, he coveted the position of the lord of my mansion again, and he was insatiable. Therefore, we must not let this group of coolies be too comfortable, and we must let them wander on the subsistence line and run for a livelihood all their lives. That way, they won't think about things that don't belong to them in the first place. ”

Well...... Yes, thank you for the point. ”

After a little groaning, Yang Feng nodded slightly.

Jin Wushu stared at him solemnly, and let out a long breath of turbidity: Yang Feng, among so many third-rate family masters, you are the one I look at the most. Recently, those other third-rate family owners have sued you, and they have all been suppressed by the old man. But the old man still has to remind you to return to the right path as soon as possible, and don't engage in those strange things. What if you go up financially? Remember, stability is everything. You'd better go back, like everyone else, and don't be too unsociable. ”

Yes, yes, Yang Feng knows, thank you for the teaching. ”

Okay, that's none of your business, go back. Before leaving, the eldest lady, the second lady, and the third and fourth women, you will all go there. I haven't seen you for so long, and they all blame you for being a kid, hehehe. ”

Yes, Yang Feng will go to meet the ladies immediately. ”

Leaning over slightly, Yang Feng grinned, his eyes flashing with a strange essence.

Damn, this group of gold worshippers, what do you think of Lao Tzu, do you want Lao Tzu to give them gifts.

There is also the bastard Jin Wuving, who not only wants Lao Tzu's economic take-off and takes benefits from Lao Tzu, but also wants Lao Tzu to suppress productivity and maintain class order.

How much production value can a group of people who are confused and have no hope for the future create?

This leader who doesn't understand economics knows how to pat his head and decide, blindly command, rely on!