As soon as Lin Qiaoniang was asked to leave, I saw Lao He running over in a hurry:

"Lord!" as soon as he got the news, he rushed down the mountain, and as soon as he reached the halfway point of the mountain, he saw Ma Ping, and hurriedly saluted and said with a smile:

"Yesterday I was still thinking about when the Lord will come back, and I don't want to arrive today~"

The Purple Mountain is a unique mountain pattern, forming a three-layer ring structure with the hills at its feet and the mountains in the distance.

The most central location is naturally the Purple Mountain, which is independent and towering, handsome and upright, and the second layer is the hills, with three villages and countless dwellings dotted on it, and the fertile fields are beautiful;

The outermost layer is Qingyun Mountain, which looks like a giant dragon lying horizontally from a distance, surrounding this small piece of world.

"Blessed with a gift!"

Standing halfway up the mountain, people raised their eyes and looked around, only to see the blue sky above their heads and the sea of trees under their feet.

Ma Ping smiled slightly, and then commanded:

"Lao He, let people set up a mountain gate archway here; then set up a pavilion, convenient for pilgrims to go up and down the mountain to rest; to expand the view of the purple mountain, these details must be in place. Then he pointed to his feet with his hand:

"And this road, too, has to be paved with stone slabs. ”

Lao He listened, and said:

"Yes, Lord, this is my negligence!" he wrote it down, and then said with a smile:

"Lord, you have been away for more than a month, and a lot of big things have happened in the Guanli!"

Suddenly, the mountain breeze blew, disturbing the sideburns and hair, Ma Ping's eyes narrowed slightly, and asked:

"Oh, what's the big deal?"

Lao He Xiao's eyes were only left with a thin slit, and he said:

"The kings, Liu, and Zhao in the city sent people to the temple, saying that they wanted to worship our Purple Mountain Temple for a long time, and each family had 50 stones of rice and 50 taels of silver as offerings every year. ”

In addition, Zhao Yuanwai also gave Taoyuan a gift. ”

Obviously, these gains made Lao He quite satisfied, and said with a smile:

"I've been to see it, it's all old trees, and they will bear fruit this year. There is even more gratifying, the official of the Yamen House also came, and allocated 300 acres of good land to Guanli."

Snapping his fingers, Lao He gestured:

"With the addition of the previous 500 acres, there are now 800 acres of fields in the Guanli!"

"I have taught people to let the wind out, and I am ready to recruit a few more tenants to come back. ”

"According to the calculation of five draws, five buckets per mu are harvested, and 800 mu is 400 stone of grain!" said and laughed again, with satisfaction on his face:

"The granary must be built quickly, otherwise there will be no place to store it in the autumn harvest!"

Ma Ping's eyes flashed slightly:

One stone is about one hundred and fifty catties, and four hundred stones are sixty thousand catties, which is thirty tons!!

That's a lot! You know, there are less than 20 people in the temple now!

Counting the offerings of several families in the county, that's even more!

The purple mountain is not very high, and the two of them have already walked to the gate with a few words, and when they saw the two coming, the boy guarding the door immediately bowed and saluted, and sang in his mouth:

"Contemplating the Immortal Blessing~"

Ma Ping waved his hand and walked into the door, and Lao He hurriedly followed.

There are a few pilgrims in the front yard who are putting incense, and they should all be dressed by villagers from the neighborhood, and a large copper incense burner in the middle of the patio is chatting with green smoke at this time, and a smoke can be smelled all over the courtyard.

Ma Ping nodded slightly and went straight to the inner courtyard.

With a wave of his sleeves, he opened the door, and the abbot was regularly cleaned in the room, and there was naturally no dust, so he sat on the cloud bed, and the sound from the front yard could be heard in his ears.

With a slight frown, Ma Ping said:

"The view is getting more and more lively~"

Lao He is now under one person in the view, above more than a dozen people, and his life is very comfortable, at this time, seeing Ma Ping frowning, he was suddenly shocked in his heart, and asked:

"Look, what's wrong?"

Ma Ping thought about it slightly, and then said:

"In the past, there were only you and me in the view, and the courtyards of the two entrances were similar, and even a little bigger. "Fingers pinching the sleeves:

But now that there are many disciples and servants in the Guanzhong, and there are pilgrims and believers coming to the door, the courtyard of these two entrances seems small. ”

Lao He had also considered this question before, and then said:

"Lord, do you think it is a new one, or is it an expansion according to the current courtyard?"

"There are pros and cons to both options. ”

"It takes time and a lot of money to start a new one, but after it is built, you don't have to worry about the lack of space for a long time, and the expansion saves time and money, and the disadvantages are obvious. ”

Ma Ping also nodded when he heard this:

"Don't worry about money. He stood up, paced twice, and said:

"In this way, you can find someone tomorrow to level out the area under the Asahi stage, where the place is relatively large and should be able to build a Jade Emperor Palace. ”

"After the main hall is repaired, let the pilgrims and believers go there to pray, and now it will be used as a place for the people of the temple to practice. ”

When Lao He heard this, he replied:

"Yes, Lord!"

After deciding this matter, Ma Ping sat down again, and he didn't know what he thought of, smiling slightly at the corner of his mouth, Lao He felt strange in his heart, so he asked:

"Why is the viewer laughing?"

Ma Ping shook his head and said:

"In a few days, the son of the emperor's family will come to Guanli, and then he will dedicate 1,000 acres of land to Guanyuan;

"Shhh

Old He Dengshi's eyes were bulging, his teeth were clenched, and he trembled:

"A thousand acres!?Why is this prince so incomprehensible!?He actually gave so much!" As soon as the words came out, he knew that he had said the wrong thing, and immediately remedied it and said:

"Lord, but he wants to worship you as a teacher?"

After speaking, he carefully looked at Ma Ping's complexion, and he was relieved that there was no different color.

Lao He's small movements, Ma Ping naturally knew, just shook his head and said:

"You don't have to worry too much, just take over the field and arrange the cultivation after that"

At this time, Lao He had completely woken up, and then thought that Zishanguan was about to have 1,800 acres of fields, and he felt that a rush of blood only rushed to his brain.

Full of revenge in his heart, he replied:

"Rest assured, the Lord is!" kept thinking about how much more grain would be produced in this year's autumn harvest.

Seeing that the old servant was in good spirits, Ma Ping was also happy, so he waved his hand and said:

"Okay, you step down! You have a lot of things on you, go and get busy~"

Lao He didn't delay much, he just bowed his hand and went out, presumably where to find manpower, 1,800 acres!

When they were waiting to go out, Ma Ping waved his hand and closed the door again.

Lao He should be seventy years old this year, this age can be regarded as a high life for mortals, fortunately, he has been practicing martial arts all year round, so he looks very healthy at this time.

His brows furrowed slightly, and he thought to himself:

"But no matter how he practices martial arts, he is just a mortal, and seventy ancient rarity is not a joke."

"I have to prepare for him, to see if he is willing to be a god, or more willing to be reincarnated"

Thinking about it in his heart, he put it aside, pinched the trick in his hand, and said lightly:

"Where is the Purple Mountain God!"