Another world.

Zhoujiacun cemetery.

Men and women dressed in filial piety robes knelt on the ground, and from time to time low sobs rang out, flags were hung high, and altar offerings were arranged.

The autumn wind is coming, and it is cold and biting.

"It's too vain and mysterious, looking at your soul; Tianyuan Taiyi, the main soldier of the Jingsi; Those who are incompatible with yin and yang, pardon! ”

Zhang Mingrui is holding a peachwood sword, stepping on the sky, waving the dark paper in his hand, chanting words in his mouth, and is casting spells for the newly deceased:

"There are many grievances among sentient beings, and the grievances are deep and difficult to solve. I will preach the wonderful law today, relieve all the unjust karma, listen to the recitation, and the enemies will disperse by themselves. ”

Resolve the curse.

When you are alive, your life circumstances are different, and it is inevitable that there will be joys and sorrows, and when you have resentment, if you are dead, you may turn into a ghost.

Therefore, it is essential to resolve grievances.

"The pardon decree of the Taishang, the lonely soul of the supertly; Ghosts and ghosts, four lives are gracious. ”

"Those who have a head are super, and those who have no head are born; Guns and knives kill, diving ropes. ”

"Death in the open and in secret, grievances and grievances; The creditor is wronged, and he begs for his life. ”

"Kneeling in front of my platform, the spirit of the Yuan shines; Zhan Ru is gone, and he is born in another place! ”

"Ancestors of the Zhou family, go!"

Death Curse!

After a set of processes, the gloomy cemetery seems to have more warmth, and the sun in the sky is sprinkled, which makes people's hearts warm.

"Daddy!"

"Oh my daddy!"

"Woo......"

The sound of cries and suona sounded immediately after.

The paper was swaying, flying all over the sky, and all kinds of paper-tied houses, carriages, and maids were piled up on the grave by everyone, and they were lit with fire folds.

"Boom!"

The flames were blazing, and it also symbolized the end of the memorial.

"Daochang Zhang."

When everything was gone, the white-haired Master Zhou grabbed Zhang Mingrui's hands and looked grateful:

"Thank you for coming from the county seat to cast spells in person, you can set up an altar to guide the way, and my father knows about it, and he can also look at it."

"Don't dare, don't dare." Zhang Mingrui shook his head again and again:

"Master Zhou is serious."

"The ......"

"Silver?"

He rubbed his hands together and gestured secretly.

"Of course." Master Zhou knows:

"Twenty taels of silver, Zhou will not give you less, let's go back to eat first, there will be a stage team to watch after the banquet."

"I let the troupe perform for three days in a row, firstly, it can be convenient for the villagers, and secondly, my father will not feel lonely on the way down."

"Master Zhou's filial piety is commendable." Zhang Mingrui looked up at the sky:

"But the weather is not good these days, there may be rain, Master Zhou still needs to make arrangements in advance, don't let people get hurt in the rain."

"Rain?" Master Zhou raised his head, and then it should be:

"Zhou knows."

Back at the Zhou Mansion, the banquet was ready.

The villagers from all over the neighborhood gathered together, the chef set up a large cauldron, the steamer was stacked high, and the rich aroma of meat spread.

Many children gathered around the steamer, not afraid of the heat burning, and from time to time they wanted to reach out and touch it, which also attracted shouts.

It's a funeral, but there is a lot of laughter.

After all

For children in many villages, eating a feast is the only day they have a chance to get their hands on meat other than the Chinese New Year.

Besides, Mrs. Zhou lived for more than 90 years before she died, and she enjoyed the blessings of most of her life, and she died without pain, which was already considered a happy funeral.

"Dao Chief."

Master Zhou stretched out his hand and led forward:

"Inside, please."

"Someone."

"Take the two trail chiefs to sit down, the two trail chiefs have also worked hard today, the little meaning is not respectful, go back and buy some candy to eat."

As he spoke, he took out a few copper plates from his arms and stuffed them into Qingfeng and Mingyue's hands, and the two children took it with joy on their faces and followed the people to the front yard.

"Daochang Zhang!"

As soon as he stepped into the main room, a familiar voice drifted into his ears.

"Founder!"

Zhang Mingrui was stunned for a moment, and then his face was full of surprise:

"Why is Young Master Fang here?"

One person in the field stood with his hands in his hands, with long hair in a green shirt and extraordinary bearing, and he did not have the rustic spirit of the people in the village, such as a beautiful son.

It's Founder.

"How?" Fang Zheng smiled:

"Brother Zhang can come, but Fang can't come?"

"It's a joke, Fang has some tenants in Zhoujia Village, seeing that the autumn harvest is about to be, I came to see the growth of the crops, and I happened to meet the old lady to be buried, how could I not come?"

"Zhang Daochang doesn't know that Fang Gongzi exempted the rent of the two families last year, but he is a good person in our village." Master Zhou brushed his beard and said:

"If you rent again, there will definitely be people rushing to do it."

"Sit!"

"Sit down, two."

Fang Zheng and Zhang Mingrui have known each other for many years, and they will never see each other, and they sit next to each other.

In modern society, the troubles of the Mu family have long been solved, and even Mu Shichong and Mu Lao Mada, who fled to Myanmar, have not been spared.

It's not that the square wrist is up to the sky.

But the Mu family also has many enemies in Burma, and when they saw the Mu family killed, they inevitably took advantage of the fire to rob it, and the Mu family was completely finished.

On the other hand.

Fangtian Group is also gradually on the right track.

As soon as Yunweaving Textile debuted, it was the star of the textile industry, and the floating cotton, flowing cloud yarn, and Yunshang fairy clothes stepped on the world stage.

Thanks to this.

The status of square porcelain has also risen, and the sales channels have expanded a lot, the sales volume has increased significantly, and the monthly net profit has squeezed into the top three in the qu market.

The Chen family's jade business to take over the Mu family is also very smooth, with 60% of Fangzheng's shares in it, and the monthly profit is also very considerable.

In addition, the asset management company, with the help of the expansion of Fang Porcelain, has successively purchased several stores, and the management amount has also increased by 200 million.

Besides.

Fangtian Group has also set up a new entertainment company.

At present, it has just started operation, but only a few artists have been signed, and there are various songs, dances, and even stories that have been told for thousands of years in the other world to develop.

Again, this is a great untapped treasure.

The entertainment company was Wen Lei's proposal.

According to her, once she succeeds, she can use her artists to promote Fangtian Group's products and expand her influence among the people.

Everything.

Just wait until the time is right.

Before you know it, time is running through your fingertips.

Flash.

More than a year has passed in modern society, the reputation of Fangtian Group has gradually risen, and nearly three years have passed in the other world.

…………

On the wine table,

The crowd is in full swing.

"How many acres of land does Brother Zhang want to buy?"

Fang Zheng was stunned when he heard this, and put down the wine cup in his hand:

"Are you planning to settle in Gu'an County and not return to Chunyang Palace?"

"Back?" Zhang Mingrui's face was bitter, and he shook his head and drank the wine in the cup:

"I'm forty years old this year, and the advanced mage is still far away, if I can't go further, I'm afraid the palace won't call me back."

"In that case, it's better to plan ahead."

Whether it is practicing martial arts or practicing spells, after the age of forty, he will not lose the energy of his youth, and the possibility of further progress is extremely low.

As early as many years ago, Zhang Mingrui was a high-level warlock.

but

After so many years, he has not been able to cultivate mana.

Maybe he was old when he entered the Tao, maybe he didn't have enough background, maybe his inheritance didn't match him, in short, he was dead.

"It's a pity!" Fang Zheng sighed lightly:

"Brother Zhang's endowment is not low, if he can get the true inheritance of the Pure Yang Palace, I am afraid that he will be able to become a mage a long time ago, and he will not be wasted for so many years."

Warlocks, mages,

The difference between one word and one word is worlds apart.

This is different from martial artists and martial artists, although the three-blood martial artists are not as good as martial artists, if they are only in the county seat, their status is not bad.

And the mage ......

The county seat can no longer tolerate such an existence, and the status of the capital city is respected.

Warlocks are not welcomed in the Pure Yang Palace, and even high-level warlocks will not receive much attention as long as they are not true disciples.

But as long as you become a mage, the status will be completely different.

If you become a mage and have mana, you can cast spells without the help of altars or your own essence and blood, and you can cast spells at will.

The power will also be greatly increased.

The means that can be used have increased considerably.

As far as Fang Zheng knew, a beginner mage could almost torture and kill the Little Zhou Tian Martial Master, and if he was prepared, the Great Zhou Tian Martial Master was no opponent.

And compared to fighting, mages can do more.

More than thirty years ago.

There is a great drought in Jizhou, and there is no harvest in the land of several prefectures.

Dozens of mages set up altars, using their own essence and blood and divine thoughts as a guide to sacrifice to the sky, attracting heavy rain and countless living people.

This is something that a martial artist cannot do anyway.

And because of this.

Obviously, true qi has the characteristics of mana, and the status of the mage is still respected, whether it is the people or the court.

"It's not a good time to buy land."

Master Zhou shook his head:

"In disaster years, the price of land has been greatly reduced, and now the price of one acre of land can buy two to three acres of land, and the price of inferior land can buy good land."

"The fertile land in Fang Gongzi's hand, wasn't it at that time?"

"A disaster year?" Zhang Mingrui shook his head when he heard this, his face couldn't bear it:

"Isn't that a robbery?"

"You can't say that." Qi Yuanwai, who was at the same table, shook his head:

"It's not a disaster year, there is no shortage of food, how can ordinary people buy their own fertile land? We have all made a fortune in disaster years. ”

"Yes!"

"That's it!"

The people at the same table were all nearby squires, and they all nodded in agreement.

"Zhang Daochang, it's not necessary to expect to grow grain and make a fortune." Founder Interface:

"Fang has a tenant who has planted five acres of land by himself, with an annual output of more than ten stones, but it is barely enough for a family of four."

"He rented another ten acres of land from Fang, and the harvest was divided in half, which can be regarded as supporting food and clothing, or in the case of a good year."

"This year, he has another child in his family, and just now he was discussing whether he could rent a few more acres of land from me, which can be divided into four or six acres."

"He's four, I'm six."

"Fang Gongzi is kind-hearted." Master Zhou gave his hand:

"We have set an annual quota, ranging from one stone to three buckets and one stone to two buckets."

One stone is one hundred and twenty catties, and the grain yield per mu here is mostly less than two stones, and if it is a good fertile land, intensive cultivation may also exceed two stones.

But one stone with three buckets, one stone with two buckets, it must be more than fifty-five accounts.

And

In the event of a disaster year, the food in the field needs to be supplied to the main family first, and it is possible that there will be no harvest for a busy year.

and even owes the Lord's house food.

In addition to the taxes that need to be paid, most of them do some short-term work to support their families in their spare time, in order to break their heads and bleed in order to be able to beat their heads on the edge of the land.

"Speaking of which, a few years ago, there was a rich peasant in our village, and his family had 70 acres of land, of which 40 acres were fertile land alone."

One laughed and said:

"Back then, he was still a frequent visitor to my house, and he said that he would run it well, and when the grain warehouse was full, he exchanged it for silver, and he also learned from me to buy fertile land and become a rich man."

"It's a pity!"

"When he really encounters a disaster year, he will not save one out of ten harvests in his field, and he will have to eat his old capital, even if other people's land is sold cheaply, what can he do?"

"Those lands are not all bought by me and the wealthy merchants in the city, and when the taxes are paid, he will also sell his property."

"It's only been five years!"

He gestured five fingers and said with a smile:

"Of the dozens of acres of land back then, only a few acres were left to support my family, and I had to go to my house as a tenant and rent some fields to cultivate."

"I think at the beginning, he hired people to help with the work."

"Haha......"

The people at the same table laughed in unison, laughing heartily, but Zhang Mingrui's heart sank, and the delicious fish meat became dull and tasteless.

"How easy is it to start a business?"

Master Zhou said:

"Rich peasants and wealthy families have been cultivating and studying for three generations, just hoping to be able to provide a talented person, or they will marry the daughter of a rich man and a rich merchant."

"With the help, we will not sell our property in the event of a famine, so that we can have the opportunity to go further."

"That's how I came here."

"Yes!"

"That's right."

“……”

Everyone nodded.

"Doctors don't knock on the door, and the law doesn't pass on lightly." Seeing Zhang Mingrui's lonely expression, Fang Zheng said in a low voice:

"The Taoist Master also said that everyone has their own karma and cause and effect, and it is enough for us to protect our own skin."

"As for the ...... outside"

"Let the flowers bloom, let the trees bear fruit, let him go."

Zhang Mingrui raised his head.

"Fang Gongzi's words are quite zen."

He smiled and looked out the door:

"It's raining."

"yes." Fang Zheng turned his head sideways, and his eyes were leisurely:

"It's raining."

A drizzle of rain fell from the sky, casting a veil over everything, and the well-fed and well-fed children cheered and rejoiced in the drizzle, drawing the shouts of the adults.

"Sir!"

"Sir!"

At this moment, a subordinate hurried over, with a panicked look on his face:

"Oh no, the south embankment is going to collapse!"

"What?"

The faces of everyone at the table changed greatly.

*

*

*

"Huishui flows down from east to west, connecting the vast East China Sea and the northwest mountains below, the water is turbulent, and embankments must be set up at intervals to prevent flooding."

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and Zhang Mingrui walked on the embankment with an umbrella, his brows furrowed:

"If this section of the dam really collapses, it will not only affect a few villages, but also the people of several prefectures and counties."

"It could spread to other places as well."

"There should be a flood outfall, right?" Founder Opening:

"When there is a lot of water, open the sluice gate and release the water to the reservoir to ease the situation."

As far as the eye can see.

The surging water was already approaching the warning line of the dam, and the tide was rolling, and from time to time it swept up the embankment, washing away the people on it.

"The cistern is already full?"

Master Zhou looked bitter:

"And over there is the land of several court officials, even if Gu'an County is flooded, I'm afraid no one will dare to continue to release water over there."

Several outsiders and masters nodded one after another.

In a disaster year, they can buy land at a low price, but if the embankment collapses, their old manor house will not be saved.

The foundation has been clean for many years.

Naturally, they are equally reluctant.

"This ......"

Zhang Mingrui's eyes moved slightly, he squatted down and grabbed a handful of soil, and with a little force, he actually pulled out a series of straws from below.

Looking at the straw, he couldn't help but be stunned:

"What's going on?"

The embankment has its own requirements, and the stones, rammed earth, and systems are very strict, and if the reason is not up to the requirements, it is difficult to resist the flood.

I've never heard of filling a levee with straw.

"This ......"

Qi Yuanwai's eyes flashed, and he said in a low voice:

"It's all like this, the silver allocated by the imperial court is limited, and it is impossible to build a dam, so you can only fill it with grass to fill it."

"More than that!"

Humane:

"The soil used to build the embankment is also the cooked soil for growing crops, after all, the suitable soil needs to be pulled dozens of miles away, and there is the cooked soil nearby."

"There is also bluestone, which was originally going to be three layers into two layers, and two layers into one layer, but as long as the water is stable, it can support it."

Zhang Mingrui's face was pale, his wrists trembled, the oil-paper umbrella was blown away by the strong wind, and his body was poured cold by the cold rain.

"Forget it."

Fang Zheng shook his head:

"Let's go."

"Nope."

Zhang Mingrui's steel teeth clenched:

"If the levee is washed down, I don't know how many people will suffer because of it, ...... Let's go find the water envoy together. ”

"This ......" Master Zhou's face changed:

"I suddenly remembered that I still had something to deal with at home, so I went back first."

"Qi also has something to do......

"Go together, go together."

In the blink of an eye, the crowd had dispersed.

Zhang Mingrui looked disappointed, looking back with hope.

"Brother Fang?"

"Don't look at me." Fang Zheng shook his head:

"Whether the levee will collapse or not has nothing to do with me."

"Let's go!"

"That's good." Zhang Mingrui gritted his steel teeth and stomped his feet:

"If you don't go, I'll go by myself!"

"It's useless for you to go." Fang Zheng was speechless, thought for a while and said:

"Lord Wang is not easy to provoke, whether you can come out or not is two words, if you really want to solve the problem, you might as well go to Lord Yan."

"Lord Yan is still a few months away from being promoted, and he definitely doesn't want to have a flood under his rule during this time."

"That's right."

He advised:

"This matter has nothing to do with Fang."

"Lord Yan?" Zhang Mingrui is also a thoughtful person, he was just angry just now, and he didn't think of the crux of the problem for a while.

This is the nodding of the words:

"Let's go, go back to Gu'an County!"

…………

"Flooding?"

County Yahou Hall.

Lord Yan's brows were tightly locked, and a woman gently rubbed his temples with her slender jade fingers to dispel his boredom:

"It's really a wave of unsettled, and when there is no peace of mind, I won't be a party affairs officer next time."

"Your Excellency."

Follower's report:

"Lord Wang, Lord Li of Santai County has arrived."

"Invite them in."

Lord Yan got up, waved the maid down, straightened her clothes, and greeted her.

"Lord Wang!"

"Master Li!"

"Lord Yan, has it always been good?"

The three of them bowed their hands and sat down one after another after being polite.

"I heard that Lord Yan has a way to be promoted, and he is worthy of being the doorman of that person, so I am ashamed of myself." Master Li smiled:

"Li, congratulations to Lord Yan first."

"It's a joke, it's a joke." Lord Yan waved his hand gently:

"The management assessment has not passed, and the outcome is still unknown, not to mention that the people in Gu'an County are simple and friendly, and Yan is reluctant to leave."

"Lord Yan."

Du Shui made Lord Wang tall and horsey, with a full beard, a pair of copper bells and big eyes, which were extremely terrifying, and waved his hand a little impatiently:

"Without further ado, why did you call us here today?"

Several people have similar ranks, and their official positions are also different, although Lord Yan has a backstage and is about to be promoted, he can't control the water envoys.

And......

The Wang family is an official recruited by the imperial court, but he is not a cultural person.

？

The smile on Lord Yan's face froze, and a trace of anger appeared in his eyes, but he was forcibly suppressed in an instant, and said slowly:

"Yesterday, someone reported that the south embankment had collapsed, and Lord Wang, as the envoy of the capital, didn't he know anything about it?"

"South Causeway?"

Lord Wang's face was dazed:

"Where?"

"It's the section of Gu'an County bordering Santai County." Lord Yan said in a muffled voice:

"I remember that Lord Wang was in charge of a total of three embankments, and the south embankment was the longest section, how could it ...... Even the king doesn't remember. ”

"Of course I do!" Lord Wang slapped the table and said loudly:

"I just asked casually."

"Yes, yes." Master Li hurriedly said:

"Don't be angry, Lord Wang."

"The key now is that once the south embankment bursts, the surrounding counties will be flooded, and I don't know how many people will be killed by then."

"Humph!" Lord Wang snorted coldly:

"So what?"

"Lord Wang." Lord Yan's voice sank:

"The place you are responsible for is broken, destroying the fertile land, and harming the people, aren't you afraid of the court condemning you, do you think you can stay out of the matter?"

"I can't." The corners of Lord Wang's mouth curled:

"Can you?"

"Lord Yan's promotion is imminent, I don't want to have chaos under my rule, if there is a change that lowers your appointment evaluation, I am afraid that I will have to stay in Gu'an County for four years."

There was silence in the field.

Lord Yan's face turned pale.

It was only at this time that he took a serious look at Lord Dushui.

This seems to be reckless and short-tempered, but in fact, he is like a mirror in his heart, and the truth is far clearer than others.

"Both."

Lord Wang raised his head and said:

"Now we are grasshoppers on a rope, once something happens to the south embankment, no one will want to escape, so ...... How are you going to fix it? ”

"Fart!"

Master Li got up angrily:

"What does this have to do with us?"

"In the past ten years, the imperial court has allocated not a million but hundreds of thousands of silver to control the water, look at what you have done?"

"Fill the embankment with straw, the embankment is like paper paste, and cracks have already appeared in the rising water in just a few days, obviously it is not good for you to control the water!"

"Peng!"

Lord Wang slapped the case, and the solid solid wood Eight Immortals Table shattered under his hands, his eyes widened, and he glared at Lord Li angrily:

"Fuck your stinking fart!"

"What hundreds of thousands of taels of silver, for so many years, Lao Tzu has taken over a total of five thousand taels of silver, what is five thousand taels of silver enough for?"

"You think I don't want to control the water well, you think I want to have an accident on the embankment, it's the people above who are greedy for ink and silver, and it has nothing to do with Wang."

"Okay." Yan Daren:

"Even if the silver is not enough, the labor is always enough, and every year several surrounding counties recruit people to strengthen the embankment, but you don't have to pay for it."

"Hehe...... Lord Wang sneered:

"You know this better than me, some people take money to pay for labor, but not a penny of that money falls into Lao Tzu's hands."

"Said to be reinforcing the embankment, how many people actually came?"

"Those people are enough to get rid of weeds!"

"To tell the truth, the imperial court gave Wang such a little money, these people, I can make the embankment last for so many years without accidents!"

As he spoke, he became more and more aggrieved, and couldn't help but scold, scolding the court and the two of them, and the foul language in his mouth continued.

"Are you still wronged?" Master Li looked disdainful:

"Tell me for yourself, where did the people who were supposed to go to reinforce the levees go? Is it to help your family build a house, turn over the earth, and repair your dwelling? ”

"Public and private use, is it reasonable?"

"You're clean!" Lord Wang turned his head and shouted:

"What has become of the official roads in Santai County, and how many of the subsidy money issued by the imperial court are really used on the official roads?"

"And you, Lord Yan!"

"Two years ago, the Anxi Army made a big fuss in Gu'an County, how many rich families' property was swallowed up by you, and how much of the good land sold was given to the imperial court?"

"Enough!"

Lord Yan snorted coldly:

"No matter how many excuses you have, if something really happens to the embankment, you as a water envoy will not escape the responsibility, and we are all behind."

"Heh......" Lord Wang raised his head, with an expression that a dead pig was not afraid of boiling water:

"Lao Tzu will be afraid, it's a big deal to fall into the grass like my father back then, and when the time comes, Wang will take the people from your two counties first."

"Alright."

Lord Yan frowned:

"Don't talk angry, what now?"

"What else can I do?" Lord Wang waved his sleeves and sat back in his seat:

"Spending money to reinforce it, as long as the money is sufficient, there is no problem in holding out the levee for a year or two, unless it encounters a flood that occurs once in a century."

"At that time......"

"You can also put the calamity on God's head, and it has nothing to do with us."

"Don't be afraid."

He turned to comfort the two:

"If something happens to me, I will definitely poke out the top of the greedy ink and silver, they don't dare to let me have an accident, and they will definitely try their best to protect me."

"You too!"

"Lord Li sends silver to the top every year, and Lord Yan also has evidence of the corruption of the people above, and we are unlucky that they will not be good."

"Let's talk about the silver." Lord Yan waved his hand:

"You are the water envoy, if you let the south embankment carry this catastrophe, how much silver will you need?"

"Hmm......" Lord Wang thought for a moment and said:

"As little as one or two thousand taels, as much as thirty or fifty thousand taels, the more silver, the longer the persistence, two hundred thousand taels, I can keep the dam from being destroyed for a hundred years."

"One or twenty thousand taels?" Master Li's face changed:

"So much?"

"That's more?" Lord Wang pouted:

"If you want to overhaul the embankment, you need hundreds of people every day, and you know how much it costs to eat, drink, and lasa for hundreds of people?"

"In short, if you have money, you can do it, and if you don't have money, you can leave it to fate."

"Then 20,000 taels." Lord Yan squinted:

"During my tenure, there must be no accidents!"

"If there are really 20,000 miles, I promise that it will be fine this year." Lord Wang's eyes lit up, and then he said:

"But I'm relatively tight on hand, at most three thousand taels of silver, you are all local magistrates, a few thousand taels per person is not too much, right?"

？

Lord Li and Lord Yan glanced at each other, but they nodded slowly and acquiesced.

…………

"Reckless!"

When the capital water made Lord Wang leave, Lord Li did not speak angrily:

"20,000 taels of silver, I'm afraid he can be greedy for half of the ink."

"yes." Lord Yan squinted his eyes and said slowly:

"But the reckless man is not enough, the surname Wang is still a little smart, otherwise he would not have been a water envoy for so many years."

"Brother Yan." Master Li looked sideways:

"What do you want?"

"Let's raise money first." Lord Yan spoke:

"I can raise 10,000 taels here, and the rest will have to worry Lord Li."

"Ten thousand taels?" Master Li nodded:

"The rest of Li let the rich households in the county squeeze it, and he can take it out, but ...... Is Lord Yan really going to give him the money? ”

"Heh......" Lord Yan chuckled:

"What do you think?"

"Haha......" Master Li was stunned for a moment, and then laughed:

"This is 20,000 taels of silver, it's too much waste to give a reckless man, anyway, the embankment will be destroyed sooner or later, so it's better to let it be destroyed."

"The adults above have been looking forward to a disaster year, so that they can take the opportunity to buy fertile land."

Lord Yan nodded slightly.

As for the consequences of the dam accident......

As long as someone 'commits suicide in fear of sin', he can absolve himself of responsibility.

(End of chapter)