In spring, the field air is exceptionally fresh, with a sweet smell of grass and trees.

Wu Feng was dressed in coarse cloth clothes, walking on the field path, breathing in the fresh pastoral atmosphere, and having the illusion of being reborn.

In the field, a middle-aged man is diligently leading oxen, plowing the loose and thick soil in preparation for sowing wheat seeds.

Wu Feng suddenly had a lot of fun, picked up a large piece of dirt, and threw it towards the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man was caught off guard and was slapped in the face by Wu Feng with a bang.

The man raised his head, saw Wu Feng, and said, "City Lord......"

The two looked at each other and laughed.

If it were an ordinary person doing this, it would undoubtedly be a provocation and an insult. But the middle-aged man didn't feel angry at all, not only because Wu Feng was the city lord of Wancheng and the heir of the Divine Hall, but also because-

In the past ten days, Wu Feng has taken a group of teenagers to personally go to the fields to help the farmers plough the land, using his invincible true qi to loosen the hard ground, and he doesn't care about his legs and feet being made into mud.

In the evening, he brought wine and meat to the people to gather and carnival, singing and dancing around the bonfire, eating meat and drinking wine in large bowls.

The path of cultivation requires a state of mind, and this is how Wu Feng regulates his state of mind. And in the process, you can also inspect the territory and understand the people's situation.

He likes it.

"Lao Zhang, there is enough rain this year, and the harvest should be good?" Wu Feng asked with a smile.

"I also thank the master of the Su Hall for treating us crops for so many years, even if we have a fierce year, we still have money to buy seeds for the next year. In the peak year, it is natural to have a bumper harvest. The farmer, known as Lao Zhang, said with a look of gratitude.

Now the old dynastic system has long existed in name only, and large and small sects have come to the front of the stage from behind the scenes to divide the world.

In this troubled world where human life is like a mustard, the field tax in western Henan under the rule of the Shentang is the lightest. Su Mengzhen, the master of the Divine Hall, is good at managing money and has gained a lot of money through business, so he does not need to squeeze the people, and he can also ensure the needs of the war.

In troubled times, there is no such thing as a woman's benevolence, and in order to practice benevolent government, it is necessary to find a way to support benevolent government. And the way of Confucianism is tantamount to self-inflicted death in troubled times.

After Wu Feng exchanged a few more words with Lao Zhang, he rolled up his trousers, took off his fast boots, grabbed a hoe and went into the field to do things.

A master like him, ploughing with a hoe is also much faster than an ox plow.

But this is not an easy matter, he still has to control his strength, if the true qi is too violent, not only will the fields be sparse, but also the dirt will fly all over the sky.

At noon, a group of farmers wiped their sweat on the ridges and took out the rice balls made by their wives to eat.

Wu Feng smiled and said, "You have eaten so much of me these nights, and I will come to eat yours today." ”

Without waiting for the other party's consent, he grabbed a few from a young man's rice basket and opened his mouth to chew.

Wu Feng likes food very much, but most of the food can be eaten. The farmer's rice balls have no meat, no oil and salt, and the taste is certainly not much better, but Wu Feng is happy.

A few young people were also joking with the lord of the castle.

Less than a month after entering Wancheng, Wu Feng had already left an approachable impression in the hearts of the people.

At this moment, a terrible mournful howl suddenly sounded, followed by several low whimpering.

A man with atrophied legs and ragged clothes, with his hands on the ground, jumped and jumped, and his movements were quite smooth.

With a sad look on his face and a slurred mouth, he sat down on the ridge and stretched out his hand to ask the farmers for food. Obviously, he didn't speak, he was dumb.

Wu Feng has seen him many times these days.

The man, who was born with a disability, lived in a cave in the nearby mountains, and lived by begging, and was called "the ape of the mountain" by the nearby villagers because of his comical jumping movements with his hands, like an ape.

Two young men threw the rice balls over, and the ape of the mountain reached out to take it, and then put it in his mouth to eat, but he still made a sound in his mouth to indicate hunger.

When you look closely, this person has an extremely tall upper body, a large skeleton, and obviously eats a lot.

Because he often came, the peasants looked reluctant. Although the harvest has been good in recent years, the grain and rice are all obtained by their own hard work, and it is inevitable that a beggar will not be happy to eat too much.

When the ape in the mountains saw that he could no longer beg for food, he cried out a few times in grief and was about to leave.

Wu Feng felt a burst of compassion in his heart and sighed lightly.

The first few times he saw this man, he gave him the dried meat he had brought with him.

But this man lived long in a cave in the mountains, endured the suffering of dampness, and over time he was bound to suffer from sickness, and finally died of cold, starvation, and misery.

Wu Feng suddenly swept his gaze in all directions, and said loudly, "Everyone, please come here." ”

There was a natural majesty in the words.

Hearing this, a group of farmers gathered one after another.

Wu Feng took out twenty pieces of high-grade kapok cloth from the space bag and handed them into the hands of the ape in the mountains.

A look of surprise appeared on the dirty face of the ape in the mountains.

Wu Feng said to him softly: "Use these to exchange money for everyone to build a house." ”

Then he said to the peasants, "I would be glad if you could give him rice and wheat every year to keep him from hunger, and to keep him from the cold with old clothes." ”

The ape in the mountain obviously understood Wu Feng's words, and showed a flattered expression.

The farmers were also a little moved, knowing that this new lord, the future heir of the Divine Hall, was even more benevolent than the Su Hall Master.

Of course, Wu Feng could take the ape in the mountain to the City Lord's Mansion and let someone take care of him. But if it does, it will inevitably become a precedent. And in the troubled times, there are so many disabled people and beggars in the shrine, and he simply can't help them all now.

Instead of giving him money that he can live without worrying about food and clothing for the rest of his life, he is given some kapok and let the local people continue to give it, so as to prevent him from being harmed by thieves, and saving people becomes harmful. It is also to arouse the sympathy of the people, so that the mercy can spread from top to bottom.

Although it was a spur of the moment, Wu Feng had a lot of consideration.

The farmers did not rise up in praise. Wu Feng got too close to them, just like friends, and the crowd to preach his benevolence seemed false.

But many people's eyes were filled with tears.

At this moment, not far away, a burst of yin and yang strange laughter suddenly sounded.

When Wu Feng looked up, he saw more than a dozen people riding tall horses on the side of the dirt road in the north.

The one who laughed was his acquaintance, Lin Xiuzhen, a middle-aged man with a round face wearing a blue dress.

This group of people is surrounded by a beautiful young man who is as beautiful as a woman, it is Su Mengzhen's adopted son Su Can.

Su Can has a lot of territories, both in Sanchuan County and Nanyang County, and one of them is bordering Wu Feng's territory. Obviously, Su Can brought Lin Xiuzhen and other followers to inspect the territory.

Lin Xiuzhen and Wu Feng looked at each other, and said in a disgusting tone: "Yo, Wu Feng's son is mixed in a group of ......."

Su Can waved his hand violently and interrupted Lin Xiuzhen's words with his eyes.

What Lin Xiuzhen wanted to say was, of course, the word "untouchable".

Su Can understood in his heart that what he thought in his heart was one thing, and now Su Mengzhen was politically responsible for the western Henan region. If Lin Xiuzhen says the word untouchable in front of the people, the impact will inevitably be bad, and I am afraid it will affect him.

I saw Su Can say leisurely: "Wu Feng, I know what you are doing now is just to win the hearts of the people, but these small favors are inevitably suspected of selling fame and reputation." ”

Hearing this, Wu Feng's eyebrows suddenly turned horizontal: "Oh?"

A group of farmers also looked at Su Can, showing a bad look.

Su Can continued: "Of course, the people are the foundation of governance, but what substantial improvements can you bring to the people's livelihood if you seem to be close to the people on the surface? How much arable land can you help cultivate? There are countless beggars in the world, how many people can you help?"

Lin Xiuzhen clapped her hands suddenly: "Gongzi Xinxing said it well, whip into it and expose the hypocrisy of the wild boy!"

Su Can said: "System, only an excellent system can improve the lives of the people." Everything is a matter of the system. ”

For example, my father vigorously developed commerce to make profits, so he could easily collect land taxes. In the past, there were Hu people who went south to the Central Plains to establish political power, and sold their reputation with light taxes, but as a result, the state was insufficient, so they had to issue paper money frantically and squeeze the people's wealth, so that the people were miserable and mourned......"

He was already a heart-wrenching remark, implying that if Wu Feng mastered the Divine Hall in the future, he would also make the people in the Divine Hall miserable.

In the shrine, Su Can is known for his talent and knowledge, but his words are also well-organized and have a strong incitement.

The group of people behind Su Can also spoke one after another.

"The son of Xinxing is eight buckets high, well-read and strong, which is unconvincing. ”

"The wild boy is such a face for fame and reputation, let him be in charge of the temple in the future, I don't know what will happen?"

"Although the hall master is wise, but with such a vision, we are really worried about the fate of more than two million people in western Henan......"

They seemed to be pure provocation, but they were vicious and wanted to destroy Wu Feng's Dao heart and beliefs.

There is something even more vicious: if Wu Feng can't argue with them, then the reputation of selling his reputation will be confirmed, and his reputation in the Divine Hall will be completely ruined, and Su Can can take the opportunity to seize the position of heir.

This is a challenge made by Su Can to Wu Feng, but it is by no means unplanned, but it is obviously planned for many days, and there are many murderous motives hidden in it!

As soon as Wu Feng returned to the shrine, he was made his heir, and his foundation was extremely weak, and his really powerful supporters were only a few followers such as Luo Tingyu. If you lose this one, you will be doomed, and there will be no chance to turn over.

At this moment, whether it was Su Can or his followers, there was a faint evil aura surging in their eyes, wanting to break Wu Feng's wild boy into pieces and send him into the Infernal Hell.

When the peasants heard these people's words, they were all unconvinced and glared angrily at Su Can and the others, but they hadn't read much, and although they knew Wu Feng's benefits, they couldn't defend Wu Feng.

Wu Feng suddenly burst into laughter, laughing like thunder, wanting to collapse into the sky.

An invisible power shook Su Can and the others in a moment.

Wu Fengcai yelled: "Su Can, what kind of shit are you putting out, it stinks!"

Lin Xiuzhen said angrily: "Wu Feng, you are bold, you dare to speak like this to Su Can Gongzi!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly remembered that Wu Feng was now the heir of the Divine Hall, and his status was even higher than Su Can.

Wu Feng immediately stared at Lin Xiuzhen and said, "Lin Xiuzhen, you dog slave, where is there a place for you to fart!"

He said this very loudly, and secretly used the method of Qilin Roar, and the phantom of Qilin Roar appeared in his eyes, which was shocking.

Lin Xiuzhen's body suddenly shuddered, her face turned blue, her body shook, and she almost fell off the horse.

Wu Feng raised his hand and raised his eyebrows: "Su Can, what is Lao Tzu doing in his own territory, is it your business?

Su Can's expression changed, and he said, "I'm just inspecting my own territory, how can I allow you to spew blood like this." ”

There are also a few people in the back: "Exactly, exactly." Although the son of Xinxing is aware of the people's feelings, he is not as hypocritical as the wild boy. ”

"The wild boy is so foul-mouthed, has no character and no deeds, but he says that others stink, it's really shameless!"

Wu Feng laughed and said, "Fools, keep your dog's eyes open." This dirt road is the dividing line between your and my territory, of course, it is divided by the middle line, and now you group of people are all leaning on Lao Tzu's side, and it is stepping on my territory!"

As soon as these words came out, Su Can and the others were all stunned, and then opened their mouths.

They did run to Wu Feng's territory.

In these troubled times, there is an unwritten rule, that is, the sanctity of one's territory.

Wu Feng's eyes were like lightning, and he said aggressively: "You came here to insult me, the lord, and said some nonsense that has no match, I didn't let the armor archers beat you out angrily with spears and arrows, which is already very face-saving for you, but you say that Lao Tzu has no character and no ability!"

He slashed the sky with his fingers, bringing out a golden glow like lightning: "What's more, you Su Can said that I, Wu Feng's small grace, and my reputation are famous, so what have you done to let the people enjoy the real benefits?"

"Over the years, good governance has come from the hands of the Master. Su Can, you have assisted Shizun in internal affairs over the years, and you have done a very neat job of collecting money, but in addition, there is no benefit to the people. ”

"Last year, there was a locust plague in Sanchuan County, and it was Su Can's sons who made the most serious disturbance in several territories over there, and there was almost no harvest. The people jointly petitioned for your land tax, but you blatantly refused, and ordered the soldiers to suppress the people. If it weren't for the fact that Hall Master Su knew about this in time, exempted all the field taxes, and distributed grain for disaster relief, wouldn't you be forced by you to make the people eat and eat among themselves, and eat their bones?"

Su Can heard this, and his delicate face turned red in an instant.

At that time, it was the time when he befriended several powerful figures in the temple and was in urgent need of money, and the cost of raising the dead was not small. Therefore, Su Can was ruthless at once, but Su Mengzhen knew about it, scolded him, and revoked one-third of his territory as a punishment.

I never thought that Wu Feng would bring up this matter at once and hit him in the death hole!

Wu Feng smiled and said: "This is the benevolence and compassion of Su Can's son, admire and admire." Lao Tzu will only engage in some small favors to sell his reputation, he is really ashamed of himself, and he is ashamed of himself. ”

Su Can and his followers were all so angry that their faces were cloudy, and their chests trembled on their horses.

The farmers laughed and applauded one by one.

"Wu Feng Gongzi said it well!"

"Scolding happily!"

The farmers had never read a book, and they were frank and sincere, so they couldn't say anything, so they could only express their appreciation and respect for Wu Feng in the most direct way.

Wu Feng shook off his shirt and turned around: "Lao Tzu scolded you so much that your mouth was dry, Su Can, you can also get out." By the way, next time I come to beg for a scolding, remember to bring that big-breasted and big-ass girl over, at least it can be eye-catching, Lin Xiuzhen, a slave like her, looks troublesome. ”

The "big-breasted and big-ass girl" in his mouth is Su Mengzhen's beloved apprentice, Ji Hongyan, the owner of Shibatano, and one of Su Can's strong supporters.

After speaking, Wu Feng strode back to the city.

The farmers looked at Su Can and laughed wildly in unison.

Su Can and Lin Xiuzhen's faces were dark, if it weren't for their luck to protect their hearts, they would probably vomit blood on the spot and get off the horse.

They rode away like frightened rabbits, not daring to look back.

These words will inevitably spread, Su Can's reputation will be damaged by this, and Wu Feng's strength will be valued by people of true insight.

In this confrontation, Su Can and others were completely defeated.

On the way, walking to a barren mountain, Lin Xiuzhen still gritted her teeth and said: "That wild boy, forget it about humiliating me, you dare to speak such foul words to Miss Ji." ”

Su Can's face calmed down: "Zuo Chengzheng's little guy will know, he has always regarded Miss Ji as a goddess." Let Wu Feng beg for more blessings and beware of Xiao Zuo's cold gun. ”

Lin Xiuzhen said hurriedly: "Extremely, there is a big battle with the Sanhe Sword Sect, there are no eyes on the battlefield, there will always be a chance." ”

Su Can glanced at Lin Xiuzhen in annoyance: "What does it mean to have a chance? You should understand, everything has nothing to do with us, we have not dealt with Wu Feng in the past, and we will never have it in the future!"