Longevity: I want to enjoy wealth and honor in the world

"Okay, these ten ironwood puppets are under your command. Although these puppets are not very smart, they are enough to protect your safety among the 1,800 troops.

With them following you, I feel more at ease about your safety." Feng Tianzong patted his storage bag and released ten ironwood puppets to Jin Jinyun for command.

Looking at the tall ironwood puppets wearing armor, Jin Jinyun was grateful and excited: "Thank you, my husband, for giving me this fairy treasure. I will not let you down."

Jin Jinyun hugged Feng Tianzong's neck with both hands, leaning against his arms, with her little face against his chest. At the same time, she was extremely grateful that she could marry Feng Tianzong, the fairy master, in this life.

Aunt Lan looked at her with envy and whispered, "Sir, we only have one guard in our house, and it's really thin. Look..."

Feng Tianzong looked at Aunt Lan who was bowing her head. This old procuress has been doing a good job since she was bought. She is in her thirties, but she still has charm, especially her curvy figure and mature charm. She is simply Cao Ze's favorite.

He stretched out his hand to pinch her chin and lifted it up: "Lan'er is right. The safety of this house is indeed a problem. I will also give you ten iron and wooden puppets as guards for the house. In the future, you can take two as guards when you go out, and keep the others at home to guard."

Aunt Lan felt the warmth in Feng Tianzong's hand and gently rubbed his hand with her chin: "Sir, you are so good to me. If I were not old and knew that I was not worthy of you, I would have offered myself to you."

Feng Tianzong was quite moved by what he said. Even a cultivator could not stand it.

"There is nothing that you are not worthy of. Since I bought you back, you are my woman just like them.

I have seen your ability and your contributions. You should have what others have, and I will never treat you unfairly." Feng Tianzong comforted.

"Thank you, sir." Aunt Lan was so moved that tears were about to fall. Her background destined her to be a bitch of the lower nine classes, and no one had ever treated her so well.

"And there was a riot by refugees today, and all the gentry in the city died. The upper-class houses in the entire inner city are basically empty.

Our house is still a little small. Tomorrow you take people to see which house is the best, and we will move there in a few days. By then, you will all have independent courtyards." Feng Tianzong ordered.

"Sir, since all the gentry in the city have died, doesn't it mean that there is no one in the entire inner city, except for the county government? Then why don't you connect several large houses and link them together to form a mansion?" Aunt Lan suggested.

This sentence made Feng Tianzong realize that ordinary people could not live in the inner city. The inner city was inhabited by gentry, their clansmen, and servants.

The inner city was the essence of the entire Liaoyuan City. Now all the gentry were killed. Wouldn't the inner city be empty?

It would be better to let Wang Mingyuan move the county government office to the outer city, and vacate the entire inner city for me to build my harem. The old emperor could live in a palace, so why couldn't I, a great immortal master, live there?

"Not bad, not bad, Lan'er's suggestion is very good. Many places in the city were set on fire by those refugees. It's just the right opportunity to build a palace." Feng Tianzong said with satisfaction.

With the service of the beautiful maids, he enjoyed the life of a rich landlord for a night.

The next morning, Feng Tianzong hugged his concubine who was still in a coma, rubbing her unconsciously in his hands. He was thinking in his heart that this time he could take the opportunity to take the entire Liaoyuan City into his pocket, not just the inner city.

He calculated how much land he could get and how many people would be added to his command after the gentry was destroyed.

Now he had evidence of the crime committed by the county magistrate Wang Mingyuan, and the city guards in the city were completely wiped out, so he had a powerful force in his hands.

Wouldn't Liaoyuan City be named Feng in the future?

Liaoyuan City has a population of 70,000 to 80,000. The gentry, their clansmen, and servants and guards must have at least several thousand people.

Throwing out one-third of the self-cultivating farmers and small landlords, there are probably more than 40,000 people.

Excluding the small business owners, handicraftsmen, and hard laborers in the city, there are still more than 30,000 people left.

In addition, due to natural disasters in the past two years, many people could not survive and became refugees, and a group of people died of starvation and cold. The county magistrate didn't know how many people there were.

The relief grain was stolen and sold by the county magistrate and the Zhou family, which led to the expansion of the disaster, so no one could tell how many people there were in Liaoyuan City.

In other words, the number of tenants who could fall under his control was at most 30,000, or even less.

After this calculation, Feng Tianzong suddenly felt unwilling. Compared with what he expected, it was a little less.

"Forget it, don't think too much, what's in your mouth is meat, let's go to the county government first." Feng Tianzong thought.

"You don't have to get up, just let Shiqing serve you." Feng Tianzong said, kicking his feet. As a personal maid, Shiqing slept at his feet, and when she slept at night, she held his feet on her stomach.

At this moment, Shiqing woke up. She quickly climbed up from the couch and dressed Feng Tianzong.

He washed and had breakfast with the help of many pretty maids. Then he brought the housekeeper to the county government.

Wang Mingyuan, the county magistrate, was very busy. Thousands of people died in the city yesterday. Not only did the gentry in the inner city die, but when the Eight Evil Gang opened the warehouse to release grain, many refugees and ruffians also took advantage of the fire to rob. There were countless murders and arson, and even more petty thefts.

Not only in the inner city, but also in the outer city, many people died. The county yamen runners temporarily summoned a group of strong men from the outer city to clean up the inner city overnight, and the outer city still needed some time to clean up.

However, this chaos also completely relieved him. At least the reselling of disaster relief grain was settled.

Anyway, the fire in the city and the refugees rioted, but the grain in the warehouse was burned. Isn't that normal? Without physical evidence, the letters in Feng Tianzong's hand could no longer threaten him.

"Master Feng, why are you here so early? But what's the matter?" Wang Mingyuan sat upright and said in a businesslike manner.