Just when several old brothers in the immortal cultivation world were talking about the beast ride of the Xuan Ant behind their backs, Leng Yan had already arrived in Quanyang.

At this moment, it is autumn, the clouds are high and refreshing, and Quanyang City is very different from before.

Since leaving the mountain movers to Du Ruhui, the pace of building a new city has never stopped, and now the city wall has been completely built.

From a distance, Quanyang City is like a giant beast lying there, which shows how magnificent its momentum is.

Compared with the previous earthen wall and broken doors, there is no doubt that one is in the sky and the other is underground.

Outside Quanyang City, it is also very different from before,

After the construction of the Shiyang River Dam, Quanyang, which has always been dry, unprecedentedly rained several heavy rains.

The seeds of the weeds stuck in the Gobi Desert germinated one after another, adding a touch of green to the place, and completely changing the appearance of Quanyang.

At a glance, there is a sense of déjà vu to the prairie,

At this moment, Leng Yan and Xu Huang on the official road are leading two thousand elite soldiers to move forward slowly.

They pointed as they walked, especially Leng Yan, who was very satisfied with the current Quanyang.

"King Yan, this was the deserted Gobi Desert before, I can't believe it!"

Xu Huang looked at the hares and pheasants that were startled from time to time on the side of the road, and his tone was full of disbelief.

"If it weren't for the Gobi, there would only be 20,000 of these huge springs...... Huh?"

Leng Yan was about to say something, when he suddenly frowned, and saw a lot of smoke rising seven or eight miles in front of him.

At this moment, the scouts in front of the passage ran over,

"Back to the Yan King, a fertile field in front of me was ignited, which is why such a thick smoke is emitted!"

"A fire in a good field?"

Leng Yan frowned, and a wave of anger suddenly rose in his heart, because he knew how difficult it was for these good fields to come by.

At the beginning, there was a drought and little rain, and the cold did not hesitate to spend a lot of effort to build waterwheels and build new canals, just to solve the problem of drought in the fields.

Now I hear that the good land is on fire, and I can't be angry,

"Let's go, let's see!" Leng Yan took the lead in running forward with his legs.

On the outskirts of Quanyang City, one of the fertile fields is full of smoke, and there is a tendency to spread around.

In the field, an old couple wanted to put out the fire, but the fire was too big, so they had no choice but to give up, and finally sat on the edge of the field and cried.

"You brutes, if there is anything to discuss, why do you want to harm these crops, and see that they are about to ripen..."

The old man was crying and scolding, looking very sad.

However, while they were weeping, smoke rose from a rice field not far away that was about to be harvested.

When the old couple saw it, they almost fainted,

"You who have suffered a thousand cuts, I will fight with you!

The old man picked up the flat pole he usually used to carry water and ran towards the new place where the fire was burning.

This fertile field is the only hope they have left today, and if it is burned down, how will they live this day?

However, when the old man came to the edge of the rice field with a flat pole,

But I found that there were about a dozen strong men here, and they were laughing wantonly, looking very happy.

"Hahaha, if you don't return my field, it's a big deal that everyone won't eat it!"

One of the men spat viciously in the face of the burning rice paddies.

"That's it, these outsiders still regard our fields as theirs, and I don't think the county lord is a good thing, so he actually helps the outsiders to speak!"

The other man also had an angry look on his face.

"You brutes, I've fought with you ....."

At this time, the old man rushed here, and looking at the expressions of these people, he immediately knew what was going on.

But before he could rush over, one of the men kicked him on the ridge.

"Zhang Laohan, you are impatient, you dare to provoke us!"

After all, Zhang Laohan is old, and it is difficult to get up after being kicked, so he can only sit on the ridge of the field and gasp.

But when I saw the rice paddies that were about to burn down, tears welled up again.

"You brutes, I'm going to the county government to sue you, I don't believe that Master Song can't cure you!"

The old man wanted to get up again, but a man stepped forward and lifted his collar.

"What's the matter? You Zhang Laohan planted my land, and you still want to sue me? Very good, if you have the ability, you can sue, even if Song Ci comes, I am not afraid!"

His voice was loud, and his face was very arrogant.

"Besides, do you think that Song Ci can go away now? What else is Du Ruhui? If they don't give us 26,000 old Quanyang people an explanation, don't think about it. ”

"You ..... rebels!"

Zhang Laohan was so angry that he couldn't speak, he struggled hard but to no avail, he could only be carried in the air like a monkey.

"Old woman, go to the county government and tell Lord Song!"

Seeing that he couldn't break free, Zhang Laohan hurriedly shouted to his wife who had inconvenient legs and feet in the distance.

"Well, a lame old woman, you go, I'll be waiting here today!"

A sneer appeared on the corner of a man's mouth, and he even kicked Zhang Laohan a few times in order to vent his anger.

The old woman in the distance saw it and knew that she couldn't help anything if she went now, so she could only cry bitterly and move to the county office.

Quanyang, the county government, is surrounded at the moment, if it weren't for the efforts of more than 60 people to maintain order, the county government would have been demolished by these people.

Even so, the drum of grievances was smashed to pieces.

"Give me back my house, give me back my land!"

"We are the aborigines of Quanyang, we just went out to meet our relatives some time ago, why did we give it to others!"

"We want to see Leng Yan, he wants to give us an explanation!"

There were constant shouts outside the gate, and there was a great tendency to rush inside.

In the county hall, Du Ruhui and Song Ci were pacing back and forth with frowns.

"These mobs, when they were in danger, they abandoned Quanyang, and now it's good, seeing that Quanyang has developed well, they actually ran back again, it's shameless!" Song Ci slapped the table angrily.

Rao is usually upright and unruly Song Ci, who has been in the gods for judging cases, was also confused, and he has not been promoted to the church for about ten days.

The same is true for Du Ruhui, in addition to sighing or sighing,

Dynasty Ma Han, Zhang Long, Zhao Hu and others followed Bao Zheng to Liangzhou again, and they only had dozens of officials left in their hands, and they were powerless to deal with these chaotic people.

"I hope King Yan can send someone over sooner, otherwise, Quanyang will be another disaster!"

It took a long time for him to speak.

At this time, a servant ran in in a panic,

"My lord, the brothers outside can't hold on anymore, so you'd better go from behind!"

Is this a rebellion? Song Ci was originally angry.

Hearing this, he slapped the table, and he burst out of his momentum,

Don't look at his crepe, he is still a samurai, much more powerful than a warrior apprentice.

"Lord Song, don't be impulsive, even if you have some leg and foot skills, but they are too many of them, it will inevitably hurt you!" Du Ruhui hurriedly spoke.

"It's really not good, I'll go out and persuade again!"

Then he said helplessly, Rao is generation of virtuous ministers was also confused by this matter.

"My lord, now those mobs are shouting to see King Yan, and there is a great tendency that they will not give up if they don't see King Yan!" the official hurriedly dissuaded when he heard this.

"Want to see the Yan King?"

Du Ruhui shook his head helplessly, why didn't he want to see his own Yan King.

At the same time, the official road knew that an old woman was crying and moving forward slowly,

At this moment, she saw a large group of people rushing towards this place quickly, and the banner was particularly conspicuous.

"Is it the Yan King?"

After the old grandmother rubbed her eyes, she knelt directly in the center of the official road, regardless of her weak body and bones.