It was late at night and everyone in the Yao family finally stopped. Wang and Yao Jiazhong were talking about the actions of the two wives today. Yao Jiazhong said that if you listen to Zhong, you should also let Wang listen more. In the future, the marriage between Yao Ning's family and Yao Ninghe will be useful.

Zhong and Yao Chuangen were lying on the bed and talking about Yao Jiayu. Yao Chuangen discussed with Zhong and was taking a look, thinking that the dean meant that the children would take the exam for a child in the second half of this year. If one of the six brothers of Yao Ning's family could pass the exam, Yao Jiayu would be much stronger after the exam.

Now each family has their own rooms, and Yao Ning is still a little uncomfortable sleeping in his own separate bed every month. For several years, Yao Jiayu has taken care of her carefully and slept in the same bed, but suddenly they separated, feeling a little uncomfortable.

Not to mention Ning Yue, even the Yao family members were in trouble. Originally, the two brothers had a room and a bed, and now they were each one, and each one had a separate yard. There were three rooms on the side room behind the main yard. Mo Qi and the other three also had their own beds, which were used on trees or under the eaves. The three of them could also stay at the Yao family in time, and they could relax. They also knew that this must have been asked by Ning Yue in private. More than two years have passed, and the three of them saw that the Yao family had gone from poverty to now, step by step. With today, if possible, they might have been with the Yao family.

In mid-April, the Yao family and his party went to Daxu Village. This day was the day to put fish fry on. According to the arrangements that had been done long ago, the village was used as a unit, and the village chief or lizheng was responsible for the protection, the fish fry was taken to each village.

On this day, Daxu Village was crowded with people, including carts, buckets, and row stations. They paid the money with the fish in the other hand. If they really couldn't get the money for the fish, they could take away the fry as long as someone was insured. They were worried that the fry would be injured and died. Ning Yue and Mo Qi and others went to the fish pond the night before and put more spiritual water and fish in it. It was impossible to let some people buy the fry that they had returned to die!

Therefore, it was not too surprised when Zhu Qi and others found fish fry more than they thought. They just thought that everyone was doing their best. At the end of a day, 50,000 seedlings emerged from the Yao family fish pond, and the number was recorded in a thousand, and finally added them.

When you see these lively fish fry, you are like seeing the extra portion of the silver and also seeing the gratifying rice.

Lord Yu Deli stared at him without blinking, and kept writing about his two books and history. Yao Chuangen also reminded him that raising fish in the rice fields may not be suitable for every place. I am afraid that Yu Deli will be so eager to put fish in the place where he can grow rice, so some unpredictable things may happen.

Yu Heli replied that this is natural. The water and soil of each place are different, and the sunshine time is also different. How can one size fits all and have plans? Hearing this, Yao Chuangen was relieved. No matter how you say that people who have such a big management will have their own abilities.

In the next day, 90,000 fish fry was released in the fish pond in Daxu Village. Based on a five-cent stock, I got 450 taels of silver. Half of the fish fry in the Lingchi in Ningyue's "Qiankun Mansion" were taken, and some fish that were too big were placed into the fish pond as female fish. The two deepest rivers at the entrance of Renyi Village found hundreds of them to breed in the river, and also allowed fish to be found in the river next year. Two hundred were placed in the pool behind the village. The villagers of this pool were well protected. This year, the fish fry in Renyi Village was basically taken out from it, and each household had thirty and fifty one acre of rice fields.

Ning Yue was helpless to make such a move. There were so many fish in the spirit pond that they could not squeeze. Fortunately, the fish would not grow to a certain extent. Otherwise, if a big strange fish grew dozens of kilograms, Ning Yue himself might not be able to withstand it. Each fish would not grow to about seven or eight kilograms, but would continue to reproduce. Ning Yue knew that this was related to the saturation and purity of his spiritual energy.

This place is busy, and Zhongli, who had been back to Xuancheng for half a month, was in the mood to meet the descendants of Uncle Yuan’s so-called Cangling Cluster. Zhongli, who returned to Xuancheng, knew a lot of people, and everyone also understood that this master who could avoid it was the best not to come out.

Today, the main entrance of the Prince Xuan Mansion was wide open, and there was no one at the same door. Those who walked by saw the screen wall behind the door from afar, with a domineering beast painted on it, which was majestic. I don’t know who had the courage to walk in.

From time to time, a man dressed in a white blue bird, covered with a green gauze and a jade crown, about 30 years older than him, walked into the Xuan Palace with a boy about ten years old. At the same time, the door of the Xuan Palace slowly closed.

The man who walked into the Xuan Palace looked straight at him, but the boy beads of sweat were coming out of his forehead. The mansion was quiet, and only the breeze passed by gently. After walking in the front hall, passing the corridor, turning left, about half a stick of incense appeared, and a lake appeared in front of him. There was a pavilion in the middle of the lake, surrounded by veils on all sides, but he knew that there was someone inside.

The man spoke, and the clear voice was like a spring water dinging, clean, and said to the child: "I am here to be my teacher."

The little boy's voice was anxious: "Master."

Man: "Just wait."

The little boy gritted his teeth: "The disciple understands."

Touching the boy's head, the man flew up and stood by the pavilion a few ups and downs on the water. After a while, he saw that the people inside did not make any noise. The man bowed: "The National Teacher of Cangxue Kingdom Qingzhu has met King Xuan."

A low and magnetic voice: "The blue turtle is still one of the descendants of the blue bird. You are the descendants of the divine bird."

Qingzhu chuckled: "I don't know if Qingzhu is the descendant of a divine bird. It's just that since the founding of the country, the ancestors of Cangxue Kingdom have used Qingzhu as their totem, and the one who was selected as the national teacher only has one name, which is called Qingzhu."

"Haha, I'm very thoughtful." The gauze in front of me opened, and the blue turtle looked up. I saw the man sitting in the pavilion in twenty years old, wearing a black brocade dress with sleeves and complex patterns embroidered with white hair. His head was white and eye-catching, but he had exquisite eyebrows and eyes, with no waves in his eyes, as flat as a mirror.

He held a black clay pot between his white jade fingers and made tea. Zhongli waved his hand: "It's a guest from afar, treat him." He put a cup of tea on the tea table.

Qingzhu walked in with his foot, sat cross-legged on the cushion, held the cup in both hands, and said to Zhongli Qingyang, "Thank you, King Xuan." He entered his throat.

In an instant, my mouth was full of bitterness, and my green face swallowed it without changing its color, and gently shook the tea cup twice: "King Xuan's tea has a unique taste, please let me be satisfied with one." After that, I put it in the cup, which means that Zhongli was giving me a cup.

Zhongli raised his eyes and smiled in front of him, a gentle, moist and as clear as jade, as fine wind. These two extreme faces are actually cold-hearted and affectionate.

Raising his hand, Zhongli made tea into the cup and put it over. His seemingly ordinary behavior, the two of them took several moves to kill them.

In the end, the two of them got into their arms, as if they were just treating someone to have tea and nothing happened.

Zhongli looked sideways: "Come from there, go back there."

Qingshen: "Of course my national teacher will go back and wait until I find the person in my destiny."

Zhongli looked at Qingshen and said, "The time has come, you can't find anyone. For Uncle Yuan's sake, leave."

Qingshen: "Who is Uncle Yuan?"

Zhongli: "Uncle Yuan, I'll leave it to you." He stood up and left.

In Qingfeng's eyes, a little bit of human form appeared, and Uncle Yuan, dressed in black ink, appeared. When he saw Uncle Yuan's appearance, Qingfeng stood up and didn't care about the tea he had poured.

Staring at Uncle Yuan: "How is it possible for you, you,,,,,,,,,,,,,,, exactly the same? Really, the ancestors did not lie."

"It's not right, how can you live?" The green turtle, who was still as moving as a mountain, shook his head. It was so unbelievable.

Uncle Yuan's hoarse voice: "I am indeed alive and used Cang Ling's forbidden art."

Qingfeng held his hands and loosened them, staring at Uncle Yuan: "Living Dead, you used that kind."

"yes"

Uncle Yuan's answer made Qingfeng take two steps back. The living dead, as the name suggests, is the body of a dead person. This is an extremely cruel forbidden technique, which requires one to dig out one's own heart, become an unintentional person, and use the forbidden technique to maintain the endless power of life. Once the forbidden technique is lifted, the soul and body will turn into light smoke, without a trace.

Qingfeng gritted his teeth: "Even so, I can't go back. I must find the master of the mansion. Cangling Mountain can't hold on anymore. Our efforts for this for generations must end with me."

Uncle Yuan was unintentional and could not feel the resentment of Qingfeng, but he also saw his emotions.

"Who are you blamed and who are you hated?"

Qingfeng: "Shouldn't you blame me? Shouldn't you hate me? For thousands of years, we have worked hard for this for generations and never dared to slack off. The most excessive thing is that in order to restrain us, our ancestors have given us secret techniques and can only search for it for generations after generation."

At this time, the green wool still looked clean and clean, with red eyes and a crazy face.

Then he said, "No one has ever asked us whether we are willing or not, we can only passively accept it. If it were you, you will not complain or hate."

Uncle Yuan sighed: "I probably understand what your ancestors mean. She should be afraid of being betrayed by others, so she is worried that her descendants will not work hard for this, so she has no choice but to come up with such a bad plan. That is to say, you have resentment and cannot be guarded by Cang Ling. What should I do to help you to remove the secret technique? But in the future, you will be a mortal and die for yourself."

"What, what."

Uncle Yuan: "I have to pay the price for you to give Tongtian Congyi."

"As you said, Cang Ling can't hold on anymore. So, there's nothing wrong with letting you go as soon as possible."

Qingfeng was still a little confused. Uncle Yuan said: "In order to make you smart enough, your ancestors injected her spiritual power into your bloodline to make you unique. At the same time, they were worried that you would use secret techniques to forbid you from your own will. Therefore, removing your secret techniques is equivalent to retrieving the spiritual power that is injected into you, which is understandable."
Chapter completed!