Don't persuade to move, say you can't win.

When entering the small spirit realm, it was only about himself that he could make this patriarch instantly ruthless to destroy the gate of the spirit realm, and it was not difficult for him to win or lose the whole clan and press the lives of tens of millions of people.

It's just that the people of Xiling, who are still singing and dancing, know that in three days, there will be a monstrous torrent that will sweep the world and submerge everything, and this most brilliant pearl of the Lingjiang River will be completely buried by silt.

Since we can't stop the natural disaster, let's try to save as many civilians as possible.

With his understanding of the Xiling clan, these people don't care about the lives of civilians, and they may not spread the news of the flood at the last moment, he has to do something.

It was so urgent that he didn't have time to get angry, Tang Luo said to Tang Gaomin, who was angry on the side, "Sixth Elder, I want to exchange all the clan offerings for grain and mountain caves. ”

Tang Luo, who had a large number of family offerings, wanted to build a mountain full of caves, so that the 1.6 million civilians of Xiling would have a place to live when the flood came, and as for the food part, at least help them survive the most violent time of the flood.

Two years of uninterrupted grain harvesting made Tang's barn almost full, needless to say that this grain had long been hidden in the mountains, and some of it was exchanged, at least so that the civilians could survive the first winter.

But he still underestimated the ruthlessness of the elders of the Hao clan, and Tang Gaomin, the sixth elder in charge of the money and grain, directly refused: "Not now, because the wartime regulations have been activated, all strategic materials are not allowed to be exchanged, and can only be distributed by the patriarch." ”

Although he was still angry with Tang Luo, this was the best junior in the clan, and he didn't want the relationship to be too blunt, and explained: "In the past two years, the mountain chief has worked hard to open up a place for two million people to live in the mountains north of Xiling, and the three branch representatives have done their best to make the family barn overflow. These resources are the biggest bargaining chips for the Tang Clan's favor to the small and medium-sized clans in Xiling in the future, and they are the ones who should be fought for with all their might. ”

In other words, civilians are worthless, are they?

"What kind of reasoning is this!" Tang Luo asked the six elders, "Just because they have no effect, let them be swept away by the flood? That's 1.6 million lives!!"

This kind of questioning is so pale for the superiors, Tang Gaomin said with a cold face: "It's just that they are too weak, the Tang Clan's mountain range has no place for the weak, and the Tang Clan's grain will not be fed to their mouths." ”

After hearing these cold-blooded words to the extreme, it was like being pressed against his chest by a turbid gas, Tang Luo was almost blown up, but he understood that no matter what he said, this result would not change.

Xiling's terrain is high in the north and low in the south, the north is mostly mountains, the most majestic is the North Mountain, all of which are owned by the Tang Clan, Tang Gaomin's words mean that civilians are not allowed to climb to the north, and there are many plains in the south, and the scale of Yelu Mountain and Changze Mountain dozens of miles to the south is only about half of the North Mountain, and because it is where the Mi Beast Valley is located, there are countless fairy birds and spirit beasts to occupy most of the space, and the entire southern mountain range can be the whole Mi clan and the people of the new city It is great, how can there be spare strength to take care of the Xiling tribes.

So, these 1.6 million people deserve to be drowned?

Too lazy to say another word, Tang Luo turned his head and left the back hall, he wanted to save these people.

The young man came with a gloomy face and walked away angrily, and the sixth elder Tang Gaomin shook his head helplessly and said to the patriarch Tang Zhi: "The young man's pure heart is moving, but it is difficult to entrust the big things with kindness and weakness. ”

Compassion is not in charge of soldiers, love is not in charge, righteousness is not financial management, and kindness is not an official.

Vertical and horizontal, cold heart is the top!

As the six elders who are in charge of the Tang Clan's money and food, they know that the choice of the superior is often not a choice of love and righteousness, but a decision of pros and cons.

The feelings between people are complex and intertwined, and any decision will damage the interests of others, because the resources in the world are always limited, and all the limited things are that you have more points and others have less points.

Tang Luo's performance today disappointed him a little.

"I think it's good. Tang Zhi had a different opinion, staring at the direction of the young man's departure, his eyes were full of joy.

Compared to a cold-blooded little monster, he hopes that the future of the Tang clan is a person with affection and righteousness, even if this person is very angry with him now.

As the head of the clan, he just wanted to see how far this Xiling Tianjiao, who had lost the support of the family's resources, could do this, he just wanted to wait for Tang Luo to give him another huge surprise.

The noise in the hall of the sect hall became more and more intense, this was the sound of the arrival of the sect masters who had received the news of the flood, Tang Zhi stood up and walked towards the front hall.

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Martial arts, pharmacy quiet room

"This... Where is this?" the weak Gong Zheng opened his eyes, pursed his chapped lips, and muttered.

The originally strong body has lost control, obviously the consciousness has begun to awaken, but the body is still asleep, and the surging spiritual power flows through the whole body but cannot exert any strength, Gong Zheng knows that he is useless.

From the moment Yan Lingjing fought closely, he knew that this battle was a situation where he was seriously injured at the lightest, and he forgot how many palms he received, but he only remembered that he had a firm belief that he must send the information about the scholar's abduction to Xingchen Pavilion.

It's not because he is loyal to Tang Luo, but he just hopes that through this performance, Tang Luo can take care of his wife and daughter after he is abolished.

The Yiqi Commercial Bank is already too big, it is so big that it monopolizes the agricultural tool industry in Xiling, and the income of hundreds of millions of dollars in three years is not all handed over to a rogue leader even if he changes himself.

Originally, he relied on Tang Luo's strategy to complete the monopoly, and even this direction was decided by Tang Luo, after Tianxianglou showed the token, he waited for the steward of the Tang Mansion to accept the Yiqi Firm, and was ready to hand over the Righteous Qi Firm, Gong Zheng had no resistance, but no one came.

In fact, he just wanted to get a good righteous qi to help him practice that set of "Haoran Righteous Qi Technique" by the way, from the first day he got the exercises, he knew that this exercise was very strong, so strong that even if he was a beginner in the face of such a spiritual and spiritual unity of the Yan Spirit Realm, he also had a way to escape, if he could integrate this set of exercises, he would definitely not be weaker than the famous strong man in Xiling.

But now, it's all an extravagant hope.

Gong Zheng smiled self-deprecatingly, his nose was sour and his eyes were hazy, nearly thirty years of penance were gone, and he would be a waste in the future.

His family knows his own affairs, and a set of consecutive hits in the Yan Spirit Realm will almost shatter all the bones except for the spine, of course, the clan has the elixir of broken bones, but how many elixirs and spiritual herbs are needed to save such a serious injury, and who can be willing to do it.

I'm just a martial artist with a foreign surname......

"Wake up?" The door of the quiet room was pushed open, Tang Qingyi walked to Gong Zheng, who was like ashes, opened his clothes, probed his injuries, and said lightly: "The recovery is almost complete, you can leave after pulling out the needle in a while." ”