He looked disdainful: "The little nun gathers the displaced people to enrich the population, what does she use to feed the people of the eldest prince's own fiefdom, they are all poor to dig wild vegetables and gnaw tree bark."

The eldest young master, Shao Qingjun, nodded: "As long as we join forces and don't sell them living materials, they won't be able to hold out for even a month."

The head of the Shao family frowned: "There has been drought and no rain for many years, and there has been a shortage of water and food in many places. If this continues, there will be an unprecedented famine in the Divine Domain. The other families are stockpiling food and materials, and not a single grain in our territory is allowed to flow out. ”

As he spoke, he glared at Shao Qianmo with a warning in his eyes.

Shao Qianmo laughed angrily. 's father was afraid that his elbow would turn out, and he would secretly take food to fund the new princess. Why didn't they understand who he was for, wasn't he for the future of the family?

Shao Qianmo suddenly felt that there was no point in arguing again. He turned his head and went out, feeling depressed and entered the bamboo garden cultivated by the ancestor Qing.

There are three ancestors of the Shao family. Two are nearing the limit.

The three ancestors all like Shao Qianmo more. He was also allowed to enter and leave the bamboo garden freely. Seeing that he was sullen and came in with a drooping face, the sixth ancestor smiled and quipped: "Was it reprimanded by your father, or did you suffer a loss in the fight?"

Shao Qianmo had nothing to say to the three ancestors, so he told him about the conflict between the family and Feng Nianxi, as well as his opinion of Feng Nianxi.

The three elders pondered for a moment. The fourth ancestor said lightly: "It doesn't matter what attitude others have. Since you think you're right, just follow your heart. ”

Shao Qianmo's mood instantly brightened.

A majestic and towering wall, completely isolated from the rest of the family's domain.

The customs clearance gate is magnificent, and the gatehouse is engraved with three big characters of dragon flying and phoenix dancing: Shenzhou City.

Yes, Feng Nianxi's fief is named Shenzhou City.

Twenty miles outside the pass, not far from the official road, a house was built in a zigzag shape. The house has shops, inns, restaurants, etc.

The people in Shenzhou City are poor from top to bottom, so Feng Nianxi plans to make money from the outside. As for the question of whether they would come, she didn't think about it at all.

"What is she building the city wall, where did she get the money, where did she get the food," the Dilong family master looked incredulous.

Ancestral families like them, who have a deep background, have not built walls on the border. The boundary monument is enough to warn, and it is a waste of money to build the city wall at a huge cost.

Besides, with a consumption of nearly 20,000 people a day, not to mention the poor and white little nuns, even their big families will be stretched thin after several years of continuous drought.

The spies who were sent to monitor Shenzhou City thought for a while and replied, "It should all be supported by the Great Prince." Craftsmen and laborers were all from his fiefdom, and the building materials were also from his fiefdom. Even the water was transported by the Great Prince in space. "The matter that Dilong Jiuxiao has space, these big families know.

The spies were monitoring Shenzhou City and did not dare to get too close. only knew that the people and materials were found by the eldest prince, so he guessed that other daily necessities were sent by the eldest prince. Otherwise, how to explain it.

Dilong Yuwei listened to the words of the spies, her heart was sour, and she rolled her eyes and said, "They are all so poor that they are starving to death, and they are also swollen and fat." As soon as he did this, he didn't know how many people would die in Lingxiao City. "She has been in charge of the finances of Soaring City, and she knows the economic situation of Soaring City best.

There have been droughts for many years, and the people in the fiefdom have no harvest. If it weren't for Dilong Jiuxiao to sell his bottom and buy food in major cities to help the people, people would have died a long time ago.

The head of the Dilong family squinted slightly and thought: "It seems that the eldest prince is not so poor as he seems."

"He's really poor." Dilong Yuwei dared to pat her chest and promised,,