Chapter 703: You really like to be the king and dominate yourself

"Don't worry, master, Xiu'e knows the severity."

Beng carefully shuddered and hurriedly defended: "Someone broke into the fiefdom, Xiu'e just thought of a way to drive him away, and he wouldn't sink the ship and kill people." ”

"There is no basis for words."

Ye Xiuyan's eyes flickered coldly, stared at it for a few seconds, and then said in a deep voice: "Make a heart demon oath, the oath is established, and the master will believe you." ”

"Yes, yes, Xiu'e swears."

The eyes of the clam spirit thief rolled, and he nodded very doggedly, and he agreed very happily.

Ye Xiuyan watched her squeeze out three drops of essence blood and make a demon oath, only then did she breathe a sigh of relief and show a comfortable smile.

"Master, Xiu'e has sworn by you, you see."

Xiu'e looked at her master's face a little pale, the thief's eyes were dripping, and she put forward her own conditions: "Can Xiu'e not go back to Fengqi with you, continue to stay in Xiliang, help Emperor Liang take care of the fish pond, and raise pearls?" ”

"Huh."

Ye Xiuyan stared at it for a few seconds, and joked with a smile: "It seems that you really like to be the king and hegemon yourself, with a fief, you don't even want the master." ”

"Xiu'e doesn't dare."

The mussel spirit raised his eyes and met the master's smiling eyes, and his heart trembled in shock, and his little face was visibly pale.

"Forget it, I won't tease you."

A hint of banter flashed in Ye Xiuyan's eyes, and she smiled with relief: "If you want to stay in Xiliang, stay and do your best to help the eldest brother, keep the fish pond, and cultivate pearls, which can be regarded as seeking benefits for Xiliang and benefiting the people." ”

"Thank you, host."

The mussel spirit got what he wanted, jumped three feet high happily, and began to spread joy around the master again: "Master, you are the best, you are beautiful and kind, and you are the great benefactor of the water tribe." ”

"Okay, Sensei is a sycophant."

Ye Xiuyan was very comfortable admiring the wonderful face change of a certain mussel, and waved his hand: "Go and fetch a few river mussels, and let the master witness your results." ”

"Gotta order, the little one will go."

The mussel spirit imitated the famous singer on the stage and sang, turned into a streamer and escaped into the fish pond, and after a while, flew back with six palm-sized river mussels.

"Open!"

She snorted softly in front of her master, and the six river mussels trembled slightly a few times as if they had opened their senses, opened the mussel shell, and suspended in front of Ye Xiuyan.

"Look, master."

The mussel spirit pointed to the pearl spit out by the river mussel, and boasted himself quite proudly: "There is Xiu'e, there is no need to kill the mussel and take the pearl, the river mussel obeys the order, and he will spit out the pearl, and if there is no mature pearl, he will stay in the mussel shell and continue to raise." ”

"Not only that, but after all the pearls are ripe, they will devour the artificially polished stones and continue to raise the pearls, and the cycle repeats, which not only saves a lot of manpower and material resources, but also purifies the water and provides nutrients for fish and shrimp."

"That's good, though."

Ye Xiuyan listened to her boasting, and frowned: "In this way, those villagers who have been expropriated from the land and are counting on the survival of the mussels will not be disappointed, without the land they rely on to survive, how can they support themselves?" ”

"Well, there's no need for the master to worry about them."

Beng Jing didn't care: "Emperor Liang expropriated the land and gave them a lot of silver, which is enough for them to eat and drink for the rest of their lives." ”

"Even so."

Ye Xiuyan was still worried: "Without a skill, sitting and eating is not a long method." ”

"Master, don't listen to the clam essence's nonsense, she is just a mallet, and she will only calculate her own little thoughts."

Xiaoqing couldn't listen to it anymore, pushed away the eye-catching clam essence, and leaned in front of the owner to brush up on the sense of existence.