AWB Chapter 186 They Have It All Their Own Fault
Chapter 186 They Have It All Their Own Fault
The man in black curled his lips in disdain and waved his hand:
"Go! Kill them all!"
"Yes!" A group of men in black drew their swords.
Yang Xiaohai was surrounded by a group of men in black.
His kung fu is totally inadequate in front of these masters.
His leg was chopped and blood was gushing out.
He was stabbed several times and seeing that the situation was not good, he quickly took out his badge and handed it to Chen Qingxin.
Chen Qingxin was fighting against forty or fifty people alone, and didn't want to expose too much in front of Yang Zhizhou.
Now he had to use his special moves. There was a continuous "boom" sound, and many trees were shattered by the palm wind, and a large number of men in black fell down.
Soon, there was no one left breathing on the ground except Yang Xiaohai.
Yang Xiaohai smiled wryly with his lips stretched out.
Chen Qingxin pried open his mouth and stuffed a pill into it.
In less than half a minute, all his internal and external injuries disappeared.
"God!"
Chen Qingxin, who is known as a god, is also very excited at this moment.
Her score increased to 103, which showed that these killers were all extremely evil people.
"Miss Chen's medicine is really powerful. Thank you for saving my life!"
Yang Zhizhou quickly flattered him.
Chen Qingxin laughed: "Haha, from now on, we can be considered as people who have been through hardships together. If Lord Yang tells my secret to others..."
She pointed at the broken limbs on the ground, threateningly.
Yang Xiaohai quickly shook his head: "Absolutely not! These people's deaths are all their own fault!"
"Master Yang, to put it bluntly, I had to do this today because you were a burden to me.
From now on, we are like grasshoppers on the same rope.
Do you mind me saying that?"
Yang Zhizhou had a sincere expression on his face:
"Of course, of course!
Miss Chen saved my life, so she is my benefactor!
How can I, a man of seven feet tall, repay kindness with enmity?"
"Okay! Then let's destroy the body together."
After saying this, Chen Qingxin took out a bottle of bone-dissolving water and poured it on the corpse on the ground.
The body and the blood disappeared in an instant!
The person who was sleeping on the ground pretending to be dead turned to ashes before he could even make a sound.
Yang Zhizhou was stunned. Could this Miss Chen be possessed by a ghost? !
"Miss Chen, I really admire you. Where did you learn this skill?"
"Well, it's a long story, Lord Yang, let's run!"
After saying that, Chen Qingxin wiped off all traces of the fight, pulled up Yang Zhizhou’s sleeve, mobilized his internal strength, and rushed towards Danzhou.
When they were less than two miles away from Danzhou, she took out a set of men's clothing and handed it to Yang Xiaohai:
"Sir, please find a forest and change your clothes. Your clothes are not suitable for going into the city, right?"
Yang Xiaohai looked at his official robes that were covered in blood and smiled bitterly:
"Then I'll trouble you, young lady."
Yang Zhizhou changed his official uniform into ordinary clothes and rushed to Danzhou with Chen Qingxin.
The two soon arrived at the city gate.
The soldier guarding the city saw two handsome men, one big and one small, and he held out his hand: "Identity token!"
Yang Xiaohai took out the token from his sleeve pocket and handed it over with an expressionless face.
When the soldier saw that it was the prefect, he was so frightened that he trembled all over and even forgot to look at his attendant's token.
Respectfully said: "Please!"
Chen Qingxin, dressed in men's clothes, also made some slight adjustments to his appearance, and now he was a handsome young man.
The soldiers guarding the city looked at him and couldn't help feeling jealous.
Why is this boy so good-looking?
It made it difficult for me to walk.
He is so handsome, could he be a nobleman from somewhere?
The soldier guarding the city didn't dare to look anymore, for he was afraid that his heart would jump out of his body.
Chen Qingxin followed Yang Zhizhou all the way into the city.
Soon they arrived at the inner courtyard of the prefectural government.
"Mr. Chen, please take a short rest. I will change my clothes and accompany you to see the land.
Mr. Chang, please show this young friend the information about Pastoral Song.
You pack up and accompany me to the pastoral later."
Chang Anle responded respectfully: "Yes! Your Excellency the Governor!"
Chang Anle is the honorary governor of Danzhou, but in reality he is also a member of the Shadow Pavilion.
This shows that the power of the Shadow Pavilion has infiltrated administrative, military and political officials at all levels.
Chang Tongzhi was recently promoted and is the new head of Danzhou Shadow Pavilion.
Although his official rank was lower than that of Yang Zhizhou, his strength and means were comparable to those of Yang Zhizhou.
Chang Tongzhi personally handed Chen Qingxin a bowl of tea:
"Please have some tea, my friend. I will bring you the account book right away."
Chen Qingxin picked up the tea and took a sip with a smile.
Yang Zhizhou changed into plain clothes and walked towards Pastoral with Chen Qingxin and Chang Tongzhi.
When he arrived outside Pastoral Garden, Yang Zhizhou stopped and said, "Mr. Chen, please go first!"
Chen Qingxin looked at the plaque that looked like the one at the entrance of the compound and nodded with satisfaction:
"Mr. Zhang is a bit greedy, but he does have the ability to manage a farm."
Yang Zhizhou nodded in agreement:
"Who says it's not?
Such a large area is surrounded by a wall, which is a huge investment.”
“I really can’t believe that there is such a large plain here after such a winding mountain road!
Your Danzhou is really a Feng Shui treasure land."
Chen Qingxin couldn't help but admire, "Master Yang, this Danzhou is indeed a good place."
"Oh, Master Chen, you are so kind!
Although Danzhou is located in a basin between several mountains.
But the grain yield of the land is just so-so, basically around 450 kilograms.
After paying 30% of the taxes, there wasn't much left." Yang Zhizhou said with a big smile on his face.
Chen Qingxin did not comment, but was also impressed by Lord Yang's sincerity.
He could have easily boasted about it and induced her to buy the 10 acres of fertile land.
Instead of putting the situation in front of her realistically and letting her choose.
Yang Zhizhou and Chang Tongzhi led Chen Qingxin on a tour of Pastoral Song.
The soil here is loose and fertile, and you can tell at a glance that it is much better than the soil near Yuyang County.
Chen Qingxin couldn't help laughing: "Haha! I like this pastoral song.
The land is flat and concentrated, making it easy to maintain.”
"As long as Miss Chen likes it. If you think it's appropriate, let's sign a contract."
"can!"
Chen Qingxin nodded, picked up the pen and quickly wrote a few words, "Chen Qingxin is willing to buy the permanent use rights of 30 mu of fertile land from Pastoral Song for 10 taels of silver."
Yang Zhizhou was so happy that he couldn't stop smiling:
"Miss Chen is really straightforward!
To be honest, this pastoral idyll has always been a long-standing problem in our Danzhou, and now we have finally taken action.
Hey!
I wonder what Miss Chen wants these 10 acres of fertile land for?"
Chen Qingxin glanced at him:
“Such good land should of course be used to grow food!
It can be seen from the account records that the two methods of employment and tenancy were adopted here in the past.
Now there are only about 500 tenants and 300 servants left.
I don't plan to rent out the land, but I will recruit some nearby villagers to take charge of a piece of land in the manor.
Normally, we don’t get paid, but when the crops are ripe, we can get 1% of the harvest.”
Yang Zhizhou was surprised and asked, "1%? That means if someone helps you plant one mu of land, you can get at most 45 kilograms of grain every year?"