Chapter 47: The Second Notice
"Why does it cost us money for the city lord to accept refugees?"
"The good people have let the city lord's mansion do it, but it is we ordinary people who suffer. β
"Refugees are not welcome in Hengyang City!"
"Disaster victims, get out of Hengyang City!"
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Before the shadow of the victims was seen, the residents of Hengyang City had already begun to gather to make trouble, because in their opinion, Hengyang City's acceptance of the victims was tantamount to dividing their interests, but they didn't expect that they had not reclaimed the land under the moon at all, and there was still a lot of surplus.
But their demonstration was not unreasonable, and this notice was indeed unreasonable in the City Lord's Mansion.
The good people have let the city lord's mansion do it, but they are the ones who suffer, paying money and food to provide a place for the victims to live, and for the sake of a little reputation, they don't treat them as human beings.
Now that the City Lord's Mansion has been surrounded, they didn't dare to do it because they took care of the forest patrol guards, otherwise they wouldn't want the medicinal herbs in the fields.
However, this does not prevent them from fighting for their own rights and interests, as long as they do not cooperate, it is impossible for the City Lord's Mansion to accept the victims.
"Xiyue, is this your way?" Ling Wenjin took a sip of tea and suppressed his shock, since that bastard boy came, Hengyang City has not been born in peace for a day, and even the baby daughter who has always admired him has been running away all day long, and recently he has lived with a man regardless of his name.
Now, at the instigation of that bastard, he has done this kind of thing.
He felt that he might not have reached the limit, and he was about to be angry with this daughter.
Where did the daughter, who had always been smart and well-behaved, go? City Lord Ling's heart was full of melancholy.
Ling Xiyue said indifferently: "Dad, I want to open a little." Anyway, according to your ideas, in the end, you still have to send troops to suppress it, no matter how much I do it, can it be worse than what you do?"
"What could be worse than what you did?
Ling Wenjin was so angry that he almost dropped the cup, "Also, even if I send troops to suppress it, it will be a small part of it, if you continue to mess around like this, Hengyang City will be ruined by you." β
That's right, in his opinion, his daughter is messing around by doing this.
Accepting the victims and buying the hearts of the people, he also wants to do this, but his strength does not allow it, it will cost money if he does not accept a refugee, and it will have a huge impact on Hengyang City, making him lose the foundation of Hengyang City.
For the sake of a little fame and prestige, he could not do this kind of thing.
Ling Xiyue said seriously: "Dad, have you forgotten our identity, you are a real martial artist." If we wield a butcher's knife at our own people, then we are even further away from promoting true martial arts. β
Ling Wenjin said: "Just yesterday, the City Lord's Mansion received news that the reason why Youlanruo, the god of martial arts in Xizhou, claimed to have killed Win Nine Immortals was that he admitted the fact that each god-level technique could only give birth to one kind of martial arts god. With her words, spreading the true martial arts is no longer just our business. β
Speaking of this, Ling Wenjin also showed a relaxed smile, although he didn't know why Youlan wanted to say this, but he was still very grateful to her. From now on, the real warrior can finally appear in the sun.
Although people's concepts have not changed, and it is still far from this day, it is no longer an unattainable distance after all.
Ling Xiyue sighed and said, "Dad, you're too naΓ―ve to think about. The history of martial arts is longer than that of the Immortal Dao, but it has never been on the Hall of Elegance. Do you think that a word from the god of martial arts can replace it as the mainstream exercise of the human race?"
Ling Wenjin was stunned, he was too happy before, so he didn't think about it so much.
"The rise of martial arts is not an overnight thing, let alone a matter of a word from the god of martial arts, otherwise the martial god would have ordered Dongzhou to abandon the Nine Immortals. β
Ling Xiyue said, "Although you can't reach the top by cultivating the Five Great Demon Skills, how many people are qualified to reach the top? Only those at the level of the Twelve Saints are qualified to try it." Considering the luck mentality, there will be more people who give up the Nine Spiritual Techniques, but the vast majority of people only cultivate in order to survive. β
Ling Wenjin was silent for a moment and said, "You didn't say this, did you!"
Jiang Ming walked in from outside the door and saluted Ling Wenjin and said, "City Lord Ling, I taught Xiyue to say this. β
"Xiyue, it's quite affectionate. Ling Wenjin snorted dissatisfiedly.
Ling Xiyue turned her face away shyly, not looking at the two.
Jiang Ming ignored Ling Wenjin's dissatisfaction and said: "In today's world, the weak eat the strong, the human race has almost returned to the primitive era, in order to survive by unscrupulous means, even if the magic skill needs to devour other people's blood and qi to become stronger, but in order to survive for themselves, not many people care, otherwise they will become the blood food of others." β
"Are you saying that the existence of the magic skill is actually good?" Ling Wenjin sneered.
"Cang Liao knows etiquette, and knows honor and disgrace when he has enough food and clothing. People always have to live first before thinking about other things, but now that there is a better way to live, of course, there is no need to practice magic skills anymore. β
Jiang Ming said, "However, no one knows the benefits of martial arts. Even those who want to become the new god of martial arts will only make improvements on the basis of the original exercises, and will not choose a useless exercise. β
"So, how can we spread the martial arts widely?" Ling Wenjin asked.
"If you want to spread martial arts all over the world, you must prove that living in a world of real martial artists is happier than a world of demonic skills. Jiang Ming said, "Then, the first thing we have to do is to prove that the place where the real martial arts live is better than the outside world. β
"So, if we swing a butcher's knife at our own people, then this goal will never be achieved. Ling Wenjin followed Jiang Ming's words and said what he was going to say next.
"That's it. Jiang Ming said.
Ling Wenjin shouted angrily: "Even so, how sure are you that you will be able to succeed? If you fail, do you have to take the entire people of Hengyang as a bet?"
Ling Xiyue said: "However, we have no choice, the life of Hengyang City is so good, so good that they have forgotten that the outside world is a cannibalistic world, and they can't live anymore after leaving Hengyang City, if you really think about them, then go and gamble and let the whole world become Hengyang City." β
The scene fell silent, and I don't know how long it took, Ling Wenjin spoke: "Hengyang City will be handed over to you, I hope you will not let the people down." β
"Thank you, Father!"
"Thank you, Lord Castle!"
On the same day, Hengyang City posted the second notice that had been prepared for a long time:
[The matter of accepting refugees is a waste of money and money, and it is discarded.
However, the turmoil in Dongzhou is true, and there have been refugees in Tianshui City who have turned into bandits and slaughtered villages, in order to ensure the safety of the people of Hengyang City, the guards of the Acropolis have stepped up patrols, collected armaments, and did not slack off day and night. Never allow a single bandit to invade the territory of Hengyang City.
However, the manpower is poor, and the army of tired soldiers cannot fight for a long time, and it is hoped that every citizen will step up the construction of official works, and the city will be an inch thick, and the enemy will lose a thousand people. γ
As soon as the notice came out, the whole city cheered.