The first peasant concubine of the prosperous age

Chapter 220 The Phoenix Festival Arrives (1)
People who want to settle in Baihua Village must go through Yang Yaoyao's verification, and the villagers must vote by secret ballot, record information, and have a warm heart, etc. Yang Yaoyao has stipulated a lot of procedures, that is, She doesn't want to let miscellaneous people live in the village. She is willing to help the simple and kind people, but she doesn't want to let a person with an unclear mind spoil the atmosphere of the whole village.

Just like Zhou Bairou before, she finally disappeared, followed by the lunatic Shen Meihua. These two people who were hated by Yang Yaoyao finally disappeared. The atmosphere in the village has improved, and Yang Yaoyao will not let people casually Staying in Baihua Village, what if it is the second Shen Meihua and Zhou Bairou.

And Yang Yaoyao also said that when she stabilizes in the future, she will also help other villages get rich, so don't worry, everyone in these ten miles and eight villages is eagerly looking forward to Yang Yaoyao's visit to the village, thinking of any ideas to help them.

Yang Yaoyao didn't know that her fame had already spread throughout Yizhou.

However, when Yang Yaoyao first came to the town, he found that there were still people coming and going on the street today, but the discussion of things was not as lively as before. When he came to the town before, he would hear everyone gathering together and talking in twos and threes Things about the Zhang family and the Li family are a little quiet today.

When passing by the door of the teahouse, Yang Yaoyao heard the sound of discussion coming from inside, and when she heard the word Ziming Palace, she stopped instinctively.

"I really didn't expect that, in just one night, that stronghold was reduced to ashes, and I don't know who did it."

"Who else did it? This thing is too weird and impossible. I think it's because Ziming Palace has done a lot of bad things, and the sky will burn it out."

"I also heard that the fire couldn't be put out with water. It burned all night. Some nearby villagers found out that they were afraid of burning the surrounding forests, so they poured buckets of water, but it didn't work. You say, this is not a fire from heaven. What is it?"

"Also, this fire is strange. After the Ziming Palace was completely burned, the fire stopped just like that, and it couldn't burn the nearby forest at all."

"Shhh, don't talk nonsense about this matter. Everyone is in danger now. The owner of the Ziming Palace said that if you want to find the black hands behind the scenes, you must kill them."

"He was so angry that he couldn't do anything about it. Even if someone did it, then that person would definitely not be afraid if he dared to do it. Think about it, in just one night, you can make this person unknowingly All the masters in the stronghold were annihilated, and people couldn't find any clues. That method is so good that people have to admire it." A young man held a sword, with an expression of admiration, and his eyes were even more scorching. Middle-aged people only admire the real strong.

"That's right. During the chamber of commerce a few days ago, I heard that a distant relative of mine was working in the government office. He said that there were still people from Ziming Palace who wanted to assassinate businessmen from various countries and cause chaos."

Hearing the words of this Chinese character, a person next to him immediately exclaimed, and his face changed, "If their plot succeeds, the peaceful days of the common people will be gone."

After careful consideration, everyone suddenly understood that this was a conspiracy.

Everyone was surprised for a moment, and their complexions turned a little pale. Who doesn't hate war, war is a game for those in power to fight for power, and it's not the common people who suffer.

Listening to everyone's words, the corner of Yang Yaoyao's mouth twitched slightly. There are still smart people in this world. Those people can understand all this. Presumably many people will understand the conspiracy of Ziming Palace.

From then on, if Ziming Palace wanted to gain a foothold in the arena, there was no other way but to be ruthless, because they were unpopular.

And she didn't regret what she did, she was very pleased to be able to intimidate Ziming Palace in such a way so that they would not dare to act rashly in the future.

And because of the Chamber of Commerce assassin, she had been holding back a burst of anger, and now she had vented it completely, and she felt extremely happy all day long.

Yang Yaoyao walked briskly towards the Yufu, not noticing the changes in the atmosphere around her. Just as she was about to turn the corner, she was suddenly grabbed by a person, and Yang Yaoyao instinctively wanted to fight back.

"Shut up." Suddenly a hoarse voice whispered in Yang Yaoyao's ear.

Yang Yaoyao paused as she was about to fight back. At this moment, her expression froze, and she also felt a chilling aura in the air. She had a lot of thoughts in her mind, and thought of many possibilities, the biggest possibility being that of Ziming Palace. People suspected Yu Muchen.

Yang Yaoyao smelled the light fragrance of lotus, looked up at the person holding her, it turned out to be the man with the silver mask in the night yesterday, when he looked at the man's light blue eyes from a close distance, his heart ached slightly With a shudder, he was involuntarily immersed in the blue vortex, which was enchanting and charming, but there was a brilliance like weeping blood in his eyes.

For no reason, Yang Yaoyao's heart skipped a beat.

Yang Yaoyao just stared blankly at the masked man in front of her. For her, she was not used to anyone approaching within one meter of her, but she didn't instinctively take action against this stranger in front of her.

Because the man surrounded her by the wall, the lotus-like fragrance of his body lingered around Yang Yaoyao, fresh and elegant, which made people feel at ease inexplicably.

Just when Yang Yaoyao was about to say something, the man lowered his head slightly, and whispered in Yang Yaoyao's ear: "Shh, don't make any noise."

At this time, Yang Yaoyao came back to his senses, and focused on the chilling aura around him, and even more concentrated, pricking up his ears to listen to the movement around him.

A cold wind blew across the long street, stirring up dust, and the air became more and more quiet. The breaths of Yang Yaoyao and the masked man were entangled with each other. In the faint breeze, there was a charming atmosphere , cleansing people's hearts.

"Since you're here, let's show up." Suddenly, Yu Muchen's faint voice came from not far away.

The light in Yang Yaoyao's eyes changed, Yu Muchen, could it be that the person behind the scenes is Ziming Palace, who suspects that the fire is related to Yu Muchen, so he seeks revenge on Yu Muchen?
A trace of guilt flashed in Yang Yaoyao's heart. If that was the case, would she have brought danger to Yu Muchen? However, she would not go up and admit it, and she didn't know how the hundred elite soldiers followed her. Yu Muchen reported what happened that day, and she believed that she had deterred them, so she shouldn't tell Yu Muchen what happened that night in too much detail.

"Xusu..." A gust of cold wind blew, and a man in purple fell from the air.

Yang Yaoyao poked his head to look, the man in purple looked aloof and arrogant, but his face seemed too pale from the side, a very ordinary person, could it be that this man is the owner of Ziming Palace?

A trace of doubt flashed in Yang Yaoyao's heart, because of a small stronghold, he came to trouble Yu Muchen?

"It's a disguise mask." The masked man seemed to know Yang Yaoyao's doubts, and whispered in her ear.

(End of this chapter)