My wife is number one in the world

Chapter 615 Beasts Have Beast Language
Just as Liu Mingzhi led his horse out of the Governor's Mansion, he was immediately surrounded by mobs of ordinary people.

"Folks, what's the matter with you?"

An old man who looked very old came up with a hunched body and a stiff body: "Master Imperial Envoy, we want to know if you really gave the order? Did you give the order for us to plow the land?"

"That's right, my lord imperial envoy, plowing the land at this time can't grow anything. Did someone pass your order falsely?"

Liu Mingzhi waved his hand to signal for everyone to be quiet, and looked meaningfully at the common people surrounding the governor's mansion: "Folks, it is true that I personally ordered you to plow the land, and you also know that I have been emphasizing this to you since I arrived in Qingzhou. The slogan of self-help, folks, plowing the land will not take much time, the imperial court will lend you seeds, and if you have a good harvest next year, you will return the amount to the imperial court, and if there is no good harvest, the imperial court will never mention the matter of seeds!"

"We believe in Master Liu, you are sincerely doing good for the people of Qingzhou Prefecture, we all believe in Master Liu!"

"Master Liu, if it weren't for you and my eight-year-old child, I would have starved to death in the disaster camp. We will believe you no matter what you say!"

"Men and young men, since Master Liu personally gave the order, let's go back to plow the land, let's all disperse!"

"Yeah, let's all leave. Mr. Liu is busy with government affairs every day, so let's not block Mr. Liu's way out!"

Liu Mingzhi smiled lightly and looked at the people of Qingzhou who were slowly dispersing. There are troublesome people in the poor mountains and rivers of bullshit, and people's hearts are full of flesh.

Of course, it is not ruled out that there are very few ruffians, but such people don't need the government to come forward, and the people of Qingzhou are enough for these ruffians to drink a pot!
Although Liu Mingzhi was only 20 years old, in just ten days he used his actions to prove what it meant to keep his word, and won the trust of the people in the prefectures under Qingzhou Prefecture.

"Hey, I haven't run in vain for more than ten days!"

"Master Liu, Xiaoqing is here!"

Liu Mingzhi watched Qinglian change into a Confucian shirt but forgot to wear a beard and didn't remind him, so he got on his horse and took Qinglian into his arms and left the city towards the east gate.
Liu Mingzhi pulled the reins and stopped for a mile after riding fast and whipping the horse all the way: "Lian'er, what kind of territory is this?"

Qinglian looked at the surrounding environment and shook her head: "I don't know, but the ox cart that transported the grain did come here. I saw the ox cart that transported the grain come out of a mountain depression with my own eyes."

Hearing this, Liu Mingzhi got off his horse and checked the almost undetectable wheel marks on the ground: "Have you seen the leader who transported the food, is it Chang Yunfeng?"

Qinglian also got off her horse and squatted on the ground shaking her head, gently grabbed a handful of dirt and rubbed it together: "I have never seen Chang Yunfeng before, but the leader is a man in his 30s, with a good momentum and a good complexion. It’s too far away to see clearly, but he’s wearing a tiger helmet and a light red cloak behind him, and the weapon in his hand is a fine steel and bright silver gun!”

"This is exactly the costume of the garrison general. Is it really Chang Yunfeng? But I asked him to open a warehouse to release grain. Why did he transport the grain outside the city?"

"Husband, will he send food to someone, such as the fleeing members of the White Lotus Sect, there are thousands of people, and fifty ox carts just fit the number!"

Liu Mingzhi looked at Qinglian in amazement and pondered a few times: "Could it be that I misjudged the person, Chang Yunfeng is also an insider of the White Lotus Sect? Do you know where they went after they came out?"

"I don't know, my concubine watched them go to the city, and then changed the road and rode a horse to report to you."

"Going back to the city? But none of the Longwuwei on the bright side or the secret spies in the city have found their traces. They can still go underground!"

"Husband, let's find that mountain first."

"Alright, let Xiaolong lead the way!"

After Qinglian took out the little dragon, she whistled, but the always obedient little dragon shook her head and refused to leave Qinglian's wrist.

"Lian'er, what's wrong with Xiaolong? Is he sick?"

Qinglian glared at Xiaolong unhappily, took out a handkerchief from her bosom and opened it, and several fried locusts were lying in it: "Eat, eat, you will die of fat sooner or later!"

Liu Mingzhi looked at Xiaolong who had swallowed locusts into the snake's belly in a few mouthfuls and looked at Qinglian in surprise: "Didn't you say that it only eats the five poisons and various tonics? Is that it?"

Qinglian glanced at First Young Master Liu shyly: "I never thought that it would be interested in fried locusts, and I can't live without eating them for a day!"

"Oh, snakes know better than humans! Lead the way!"

Qinglian blew a few whistles, and Xiaolong stretched out the snake letter and sniffed it, and flew towards a certain place.

Liu Mingzhi and the two did not hesitate, and hurriedly chased after him on horseback.

About half an hour later, the mountain depression that Qinglian mentioned was displayed in front of Liu Mingzhi, and the rut traces of the bullock cart could still be faintly seen.

"Husband, it's inside, I don't know if anyone is guarding it!"

Liu Mingzhi looked blankly at the col in front of him, why did Chang Yunfeng transport grain here?
"Let's go in and have a look first, be careful, there must be a reason for what happened, maybe there is something unusual about this mountain col."

"Husband, let Xiaolong and his friends lead the way!"

"Little buddy?"

With a mysterious smile, Qinglian took out a jade flute from her bosom and played it softly, the little dragon coiled on the ground suddenly let out a chilling neigh.

A moment later, Liu Mingzhi stood behind Qinglian with a numb scalp, looking at densely packed black scorpions coming out of nowhere, shiny centipedes, colorful snakes, toads covered in cancerous tumors, and geckos with colored spots. They flocked to the little dragon to surround it.

It was as if he was surrendering to his own king.

"Husband, don't be afraid, all things have spirituality, human beings submit to the king, and poisons also submit to the king, they dare not move without the order of the little dragon!"

"No, I'm not afraid at all!"

"But the concubine's arm is about to stop bleeding, husband is not nervous, you should let go!"

"Ah?" Liu Mingzhi hastily let go of Qinglian's hand, looking at the bruises on Qinglian's arm, he realized how hard he had just exerted himself: "Lian'er, are you okay, okay, I admit, I'm really scared Ah, where did all these things come from? It must be tens of thousands, right?"

"The deep mountains and dense forests are never short of poisons. As long as the little dragon is in the deep mountains and dense forests, he is the absolute king of the five poisons. Husband, have you seen the sarcoma on the little dragon's head?"

"See, it's changed?"

"No, it is recorded in Miao Jiang Gu Poison Art that a century-old Gu poison sacred object can evolve, so I named it Xiaolong in the hope that it could really transform into a dragon, but I don't know if the record is true!"

"Maybe, the poison is all there, I don't believe what you say, let them find the way, I feel guilty if I stay here!"

Qinglian played the flute lightly, the little dragon rolled up on the ground, and the dense Gu poison jumped straight into the mountain depression.

"No, Lian'er, did you say they talk by radio?"

"what?"

"That's how they know what Xiaolong means?"

"People have their own language, and beasts have their own language!"

(End of this chapter)