"Huh? This is?"

Outside the Jiedu Mansion, the garrison was tightly guarded, one post at ten steps and one whistle at five steps. When we arrived at the inner courtyard, we could not see any evil spirits of soldiers and soldiers, and the servants were surrounded by maids, with some intoxicating fragrance of flowers.

Song Yu was coming out of Wu Xinling's yard, and seeing the lazy scene in the mansion was just a smile.

At this time, although the inside and outside of the Jiedu Mansion was an unguarded posture, there were many guards in the dark.

In recent times, Song Yu has also taken in many so-called martial arts masters, strangers in the outside world.

Some of the unsuitable things will be thrown to Chen Yun’s Jinyiwei, and there will be manpower there anyway.

The remaining honest and obedient people were trained to guard the mansion.

Among them, there are even Taoist monks such as Qingxu and Shuilian who set up defensive magic circles to guard against attacks from outsiders.

In this way, not only can it resist foreign mortal force, but even ghost domain tricks such as witchcraft and spells cannot succeed.

It is not an exaggeration to say that the entire Jiedu Mansion is as solid as a god!

Before, there were several waves of people who were ignorant of life and death who came to explore the news of the Jiedu Mansion, but the consequences were all buried in the backyard and treated as flower fat. Among them, there was even a casual cultivator.

Now the reputation of the Jiedu Mansion has been secretly reported that there are few thieves who dare to come and be presumptuous.

At this moment, Song Yu's body shook slightly, and he felt a sense of a drop of energy, which made him feel refreshed.

Knowing that there is something different in your mind, you will immediately use your supernatural powers silently and observe your own energy.

When you open your divine eyes, you will see that a trace of white energy gathers into white clouds and constantly flows into your own blue color.

Although the white air needs to turn into cyan, it must go through multiple transformations, and often thousands of white air can gather into a hint of cyan.

But the white clouds are vast and scattered. It took only half an hour to completely disappear.

At this time, Song Yu's green clouds sky surged by 30%. The red dragon circled in it, swallowing clouds and spitting mist, and the golden color on his body gradually grew!

"This luck! Almost comparable to the five counties who want to surrender!"

Song Yu looked at her green aura and murmured.

"It must be that the yield per mu is transmitted, and the people's hearts will submit to you, bringing luck!"

Before Song Yu, although he guessed the yield per mu and the amount of energy, he didn't expect it to be so strong!

The change in the number of energy is not over yet. Song Yu saw that around him, a stream of luck with bright yellow light flowed slowly and kept pouring into the top of his head.

Although the stream is very small, there are always a stream of white air flowing into it from time to time!

"This is the destiny of fooling people!"

Song Yu looked at this luck and said Mingming.

This Xin'an is the place where the Song Yulong prospers. Now that the crops are harvested, isn't it the will of heaven for favor?

Although most families will not believe it, as long as the common people believe it!

If a lie is told thousands of times, it will become the truth! Song Yu has magical powers. When he uses miracles, he is still afraid that outsiders will question it?

"Although this fate is weak, it is better to last. As my popularity grows further, the luck I get will be more. In the end, it will become a real fate!"

Song Yu looked at the stream of luck, and there was a little expectation in his eyes.

...

In September of the 12th year of Yong'an, Xin'an Prefecture received the Tianjuan and produced four stones per mu.

This news, like a hurricane, not only caused a huge response in Wu Nan, but also spread to Wuzhou and the whole world, causing an uproar.

Chaos came faintly in Jianye and the governor's mansion.

From time to time, there were servants running out quickly, all of whom were anxious.

The other officials looked at each other in a clever way, so they secretly sent their subordinates. Soon after, they finally found out the accurate information.

"When the provincial governor saw Wu Nan's secret report, he suddenly vomited blood and fell to the ground!"

Zhao Pan, the governor of Wuzhou Prefecture, is a royal family member and is already 60 years old. In ancient times, he was considered a long time ago. He could have retired, but seeing the country in great trouble, he still gritted his teeth and forced himself to hold on to his sick body. Now he has finally been hit and vomited blood.

"It is said that the Lord Mu of the State has worked hard to review official documents and only slept for two hours a day. Alas... even young people can't stand this!"

Someone sighed, which caused a lot of echoes.

"Brother Jia, you have always been well-informed, what can you hear?" someone asked again.

"It's not the matter of Song Yu!" Brother Jia said the word Song Yu, and inevitably lowered his voice, as if he would make some taboos and be respectful.

"According to my family's news, the place where Song Yu started his family, got Tianjuan, and rice yielded four stones per mu!"

Brother Jia is worthy of his reputation as a well-informed person, and it seems that the time when the Patriarch got the news was different.

"Hiss!!!" Sure enough, the sound of gasping in the air came from all around.

The meaning of producing four stones per mu is naturally clear about these bureaucrats for a long time. It not only means an increase in strength, but also represents destiny!!!

And with this, there is a great reputation for competing for the world! In the future, every time I arrive at a place, my resistance will be much weaker.

Could it be that Wuzhou and even the whole world of hard work will change?

The officials looked at each other, and there was some inexplicable meaning in their eyes!

In the south of Jianye City, there are ten miles of Lianfang, with carriages like clouds and houses like rain.

This is a settlement area for nobles and officials. It is said that there are great scholars in chatting and laughing, but no white people in exchanges. In Feng Shui, it is also a gathering of dragons and tigers, which bring great auspiciousness and great wealth.

In the middle, there is a house that is about twice as big as other houses.

Although it is located in the best location, the house is not magnificent, with vermilion lacquer and jade buildings, white and gray painted walls, and even some moss is crawled, revealing greenness.

But when passing by, when looking at the house, it was filled with admiration.

Even officials will get off the horse and fall off the sedan chair to show respect when they pass by.

The house is quiet in the chaos. Ninety-nine copper nails were nailed in front of the dark red gate. After years of polishing, they shine with a round luster.

Above this gate, there is a plaque of gold.

On it, there are a few big words written on it, "Imperially build the Duke of Jingguo Mansion"!!!

Here, it turned out to be the mansion of the world-famous family, the hereditary Duke of Jingguo and the Bao family.

The Bao family is a famous family. Not only was the head of the family inherited from Duke Jingguo, but there were people in each generation who served in the central court with high positions and high power.

Not only that, the ancestors of the Bao family could also receive public sacrifices from the people and collect incense openly.

After all the names and expectations of the people, they will be blessed and protect the heroes of the whole clan.

With a blessed land, all the ghosts of the Bao family can enter and enjoy happiness. Compared with other wandering souls, the situation where they can only struggle and their souls are scattered is tens of thousands of times better!!!

These are all capitals to look down on. The Bao family no longer needs to be decorated with gold and jade to highlight its nobility.

The courtyard is deep and there is a bamboo garden. There is a small pavilion built in the garden. Next to it, streams are also drawn to make waterfall beads, which complement the quiet bamboo forest.

This grass and tree are unique and have a unique charm.

If there is a Fang family here, you will definitely understand. This must be a character who has been invited to be a master level, and a magic array has been arranged to gather spiritual energy. If you grow here, you can adjust your body and mind and prolong your life.

In the pavilion, there was a figure sitting.

The figure was wearing only a blue shirt and three long whiskers, floating in the wind. Although he was middle-aged, his face was rosy and there was no wrinkle.

Next to him was a boy, cooking a red tea stove to serve.

"Honor! The tea is ready!" The boy seemed to have worked hard on the tea ceremony, especially the last tea split. Every move was filled with an indescribable charm, pleasing to the eye and natural.

This middle-aged man turned out to be the head of the Bao family! Contemporary Duke of Jingguo!

Although the Bao family has been in court for all generations, they have ancestral teachings. The head of the family has always been in charge of the family and controls the basic fortune.

The head of the Bao family, named Bao Tingbo, has always been skilled. Although the Bao family has not expanded much, its foundation has become increasingly stable.

Starting a business is easy to maintain your business! Only those who have truly experienced it will know the difficulty!

Bao Tingbo has a high reputation among the world's families. When he arrived in Wu, he was even more in the position of leader of the alliance and held a state of Niu Er!

"Yu'er! Your craft is getting better and better!"

Bao Tingbo smelled the scent of tea and praised lightly, raising his glass to tea.

The boy named Yu'er lowered his face and said respectfully: "Thank you, the head of the family!"

He knew naturally that the owner of the family was not indifferent to his emotions, and it would be better to keep a low profile if he wanted to last long.

Therefore, I dare not take it a little bit.

The autumn wind blows by, with the chill, and the bamboo forest is even more secluded.

Yu'er couldn't help but feel shocked and secretly glanced at the head of the family. Seeing that she didn't care, she felt relieved.

Although the blue shirt on Bao Tingbo was simple in style, it was woven from different kinds of green silk. On the day he got ready, he specially invited Baiyunguan Zhenren to perform Taoism and add runes.

The blue shirt made here can be called a spiritual weapon! It is not only warm in winter and cool in summer, but also has a protective function, which is comparable to ordinary iron armor.

Such a spiritual robes are worth at least 50,000 taels of silver outside, but when Bao Tingbo comes, there are several pieces and they take turns to use them.

With this spiritual garment protection, Bao Tingbo naturally didn't realize the gust of wind, and there was some chill.
To be continued...