Mu Zixiao took Ying Luan to walk around the outside of the city, and then returned to the Tang Mansion.

On the left side of the Tang Mansion is the City Lord's Mansion, and the head of the Tang family exists like a soil emperor in Xingling Prefecture. And this Qing'an City is like the capital of a country, and the city owner of Qing'an City is the head of the Tang family.

Nie Daiyu is instructing the servants to pack up their things, and she has been busy letting Mu Zixiao move into the City Lord's Mansion in the past few days, and first take the power of the City Lord.

Seeing Mu Zixiao bring a ragged boy back, he was a little curious, but he didn't ask much, "How is it?" ”

Mu Zixiao shook his head and sighed lightly, "It's bad, it's not easy to use." ”

The two talked as they walked, Ying Luan silently followed behind Mu Zixiao, although he was in tatters, walking in the palatial Tang Mansion was a leisurely stroll, like walking in his own yard.

After hearing this, Nie Daiyu's heart tightened, "Zixiao, you always have a way." ”

If it was in the past, Mu Zixiao Xing might have said a few words of relief with confidence, but when she saw the bleak picture outside Qing'an City, the blood pricked her nerves, and Mu Zixiao said solemnly: "I have a way, but I need reliable people and your full help." ”

"Don't worry, as long as there is a way, me and the Nie family, as well as my brother's people, will definitely be the first to look forward to you."

Mu Zixiao said lightly: "The soldiers under General Qi can't use it. After saying this, she raised her eyes to see Nie Daiyu's reaction.

The people of the Zhongtian Continent are different from the mortal people of the Central Plains Continent, the Zhongtian Continent is the realm of cultivating immortals, although most of the people in it are unable to practice and cannot awaken the spiritual root, but after all, after all, they are cultivators, and they are stronger than ordinary mortals and have a longer lifespan.

But because of this, the hierarchy of the Zhongtian Continent is even stricter, and those who can't absorb the aura are the same as mortals, those who can absorb the aura but can't awaken the spiritual root are the middle people, and those who can absorb the aura and awaken the spiritual root are the upper people.

Most of the soldiers are people who can absorb aura, and those who can't absorb aura, and those who can't absorb aura, which are no different from mortals, are regarded as ants.

After all, their lifespan can reach one hundred to one hundred and fifty years old, but even if a person who can't absorb spiritual energy lives in the Zhongtian Continent, he will live to the age of seventy.

This difference in longevity and physique contributed to the cruelty and silence of the soldiers, who did not think that they were the same kind as these refugees, and even hated their troubles.

After hearing this, Nie Daiyu suddenly clenched the long sword in his hand and took a deep breath, "We don't have that many soldiers. ”

Of course, Mu Zixiao knew, "There are refugees." ”

Nie Daiyu's eyes lit up, "Zixiao, is there a way to make the refugees available to us?" ”

Mu Zixiao pulled Nie Daiyu to the study, and said in a low voice on the way: "It's better to save yourself than to ask for others, if you want to gain a foothold in Xingling Prefecture, we must have our people, our soldiers, our rights, the three uncles of the Tang family's authority, you give me an accurate word, who do you think can be regarded as our people?" ”

Nie Daiyu groaned for a while, "Those three uncles, none of them count...... If you talk about temperament, Tan Jin is upright, so that he can be regarded as half a person. ”

"The wealth and power army, if half of the wealth can be used, it can be regarded as good news." Mu Zixiao walked into the study and waved his pen, "We need a thousand quintals of food, Daiyu, you ask that Tan Jin to come, if he shirks it, you say that his little grandson's medicine will be delivered to the house in three days." ”

After speaking, she glanced at Ying Luan, who was already sitting on the right side of the desk like a master, "Ying Luan, you will investigate the thorns in the refugees, see how many people can talk to each other, and those who can help organize the work can give a string of copper plates, and spread the news of recruitment. ”

Ying Luan raised his eyebrows after hearing this, hesitated for a moment, and finally nodded, "I need to change my clothes." ”

"Of course."

Nie Daiyu interjected enthusiastically, "This little brother's name is Ying Luan, right, at first glance, he is a person of insight, he can be found by Zi Xiao, and I have arranged for your clothes and accommodation, and rest assured." ”