The young daughter of the patriarch of the Xiang clan died early, but Dongying found the young daughter of the Yun clan.

Since that day, Xiang Lan has been Yunxiu's identity and has survived in this world.

If no one tells her about this, she will gladly accept Yunxiu's identity and play the role of this puppet city lord well.

But what Xiang wanted was an obedient city lord, not a half-hearted bomb, so Xiang Lan understood her life experience and her mission at a very young age.

She is smart and a top actor, even at the age of six or seven, no one doubts her identity as the Yun Celestial Daughter, and she has used an identity for twenty years, even if it is fake, it has become true.

She has forgotten how many years no one has called Xiang Lan, maybe in this world, there is no one for a long time, remember Xiang Lan.

The female city lord who was sitting in the prison cell shrank in the shadow of the corner, staring at the glowing light on the large bowl of clear water, and lost her mind for a long time.

......

Longzhou calendar 1787

February 15

The successive turbulent Chaochang caused the people to move outside the city, and some wasteland villages that were originally unattended ushered in a wave of new members.

It's just that there are poor people in rich places, and it is difficult for the poor to be generous.

Because of the scarcity of supplies, the village did not like the refugees, and even hated them.

The so-called full and warm thoughts**, hunger and cold steal hearts.

Refugees who have nothing and can't live in Chaochang also want to live, and in the eyes of hungry refugees, morality is less important than survival.

For the villages outside Chaochang, it may not be difficult to accept three or five down-and-out relatives, but if there is an influx of refugees, it will be more painful than suffering from a plague of locusts.

Chickens and dogs are constantly being stolen, so in the face of these refugees, they will not be allowed to leave unless they have relatives in the village who are responsible for supporting them.

In the face of these homeless people who are poorly clothed and hungry, the villagers outside Chaochang City will elect village warriors, carry iron forks and wooden sticks to patrol the night and shifts, and as long as they see refugees, they will beat them away or even kill them.

In this case, the experience of women is more difficult than that of men, and for some lepers and idlers in the village who cannot be said to be daughters-in-law, this time is undoubtedly spring.

They will swim outside Chaochang City, and when they see a lonely woman, they will come forward to scramble, and even coax and deceive them back to the village, and after satisfying their own animal desires, it is difficult for these women to have a good end.

It was at such a time when public grievances were everywhere, but there was a joke that the news quietly spread throughout Chaochang.

"The Tang clan station in Nangang accepts refugees from all over Chaochang, as long as you are willing to become a Tang clan lord, you can get real estate and land, and a season of rations!"

I don't know where the news came from, but it didn't take long for it to spread all over Chaochang, and the refugees flocked to Nangang, only to find that it was not the case at all.

The property is there, but you have to build it yourself, and the lazy clerk just divides you a piece of land after making the book, tells you that Hugh is going to cross the line, and then leaves.

There are also fields, but they belong to the Tang family, and the other party provides farm tools and seeds, and fifty percent of the grain produced must be handed over to the government treasury.

As for the rations for one season, they were not taken for nothing, but they would be distributed after giving up their status as freedmen and joining the household registration in Nangang.

The conditions were far from the legend, but the refugees flocked to the shrine and stayed behind in droves.

Tang Lian, who was in charge of spreading the news, looked at the refugees who happily accepted the harsh conditions and settled in Nangang, and thought that Tang Yao had used some kind of secret trick to deceive him.

"Of course, we can take in more refugees after all the infrastructure work is done, but then we can only recruit a bunch of lazy people. ”

Tang Yao, who was standing at the top of the Nangang Council, pointed to the refugees who were working back and forth like ants: "Although the Tang clan is rich, it is not rich enough to feed the lazy, so even if it accepts refugees, it must be screened." ”

"What does the boss mean is that these conditions are set in order to screen out excellent refugees?"

"Not bad. Tang Yao nodded, looking at the completely different Nangang rivers and mountains: "Organize those refugees who have built their own houses and done a good job of reclamation and spring irrigation to gather, and then tell them that within three months, as long as they can bring the refugees back, each household can be exempted from 10% of the tenant rent, and in mid-May, I need more than 100,000 households in Nangang's household register, can it be done?"

"It's okay boss, don't worry about leaving it to me!"

......

Chaochang inner city, Xiang clan land

Xiang Ange's mourning hall is located in Xiang's vestibule.

Xiang Loulan has been kneeling in the mourning hall for three days, bowing and thanking every uncle and relative who came to see her.

Someone once said that parents are the wall that blocks women from the real world, at that time, Xiang Loulan never understood the truth of this sentence, but after hearing that his father Xiang Ange was killed by the demon lord Gou Chen, he suddenly understood the meaning of this sentence.

When the parents are alive, the children actually live in a world that has been embellished, this world is much better, less difficult, even if they give up and fail, there is no consequence.

It's a quiet place, it's full of fireworks, and all of that will change with the departure of my parents.

Xiang Loulan, who lost her father's protection, finally saw the real world clearly.

Those people are respected not because of their amazing talent.

The humility of brothers and sisters is not personable.

Behind the smile may be contempt, and there is unstoppable joy in sadness.

Those cow ghosts and snake gods who had been suppressed by Xiang Ange all gathered around the ancestor Xiang Qian in an instant, recalling the great patriarch who died before the start of the business.

Are these people really grieving, why can't they see a single tear in the mourning hall, but can hear a heartfelt chuckle?

Even Xiang Loulan, who had long been accustomed to the honey-bellied sword of the clan, was a little secretly disgusted.

When the interests are great, people's hearts will be scattered, this is my father's repeated admonition, and now it seems that it really makes sense.

These relatives around the ancestor, their eyes are just staring at the seat of the patriarch, but they don't understand at all who is the one who decides the position of the patriarch of the Xiang clan, which is really a little ridiculous.

"Father, you rest in peace, your son will definitely avenge you, the blade demon lord Gou Chen!"

Xiang Loulan, who was dressed in linen and filial piety, continued the dark money in the brazier, and secretly swore in her heart: "No matter what the price is, I will let that bastard die a bad death!"

......

In a dark and peaceful cave

Tang Luo, who was wearing a Gou Chen mask, sat cross-legged outside the prison room and asked Xiang Lan, who was gritting his teeth inside, "Do you want to live, or do you want to die?"

"My father won't let you go, and the two grandmasters of the Xiang family won't let you go, if you're smart..."

"Your father has been killed by me, if you wake up early enough, you already understand that Grandmaster Yanyun can't stop this seat. ”

I can see the fighting power