The Beautiful CEO’s Dragon Blood Bodyguard
Chapter 1015: The Common People Suffer

Chapter 1015: Chapter 1015: The Common People Suffer

In midair, squadrons of giant eagles arrived.

The reinforcements from the Yin Yang Sect all consisted of elite disciples handpicked by Mu Qingzhu.

A hundred disciples were in the vanguard, each at the Core Formation Stage, led by Vice Sect Hierarch Hua Qianmo, arriving first to maintain order.

To follow, the artisans and agriculturists from the Yin Yang Sect’s Mo Family, Gongsun Family, and Jiang Family would come specifically to guide these commoners.

The disciples from the Songshan Sect had been fully intended for recruitment by Long Fei.

These were all Core Formation Stage disciples, and he coveted them greatly.

After all, the Yin Yang Sect was still a minor sect, and disciples of the Core Formation Stage were far fewer than those from the famous sects—they didn’t even amount to a fraction of the others.

He believed the teachings of the Yin Yang Sect could swiftly give these disciples a sense of belonging.

Even without giving them any controlling pills, they would willingly serve the collective.

Hua Qianmo and a young man traveled together, both seated on a giant eagle.

However, her facial expression was clearly not good.

Upon arriving over the island, she stepped off and leaped down by herself.

Clad in a white robe, she seemed like a fairy descending from the heavens, causing all those below to squint their eyes.

After the giant eagle landed, a hundred disciples dressed in the Yin Yang Sect’s uniform disembarked.

These uniforms were specially designed by Lin Yingying; although they followed an ancient style, there was a slight difference from the clothing of this world.

The waist was cinched in, highlighted by a belt adorned with green jade.

The garments were predominantly white, with only the vertical collar embroidered with the Yin Yang Sect’s sun and moon insignia, making each person look exceptionally spirited.

The crowd on the field burst into discussion, with Governor Zhang Yannian and Great General Wang Shouren both internally astonished.

They had always known Long Fei was formidable, but they hadn’t expected him to wield such a large force.

A group of youngsters, under the leadership of a man and a woman, one by one, greeted Long Fei with a clasped fist salute.

The woman was Hua Qianmo, and the man was naturally Chu Feng.

He had used the excuse that there were not enough giant eagles and shamelessly squeezed onto the same one with Hua Qianmo, managing to take advantage along the way.

Long Fei smiled as he watched them, thinking that the pair did look quite the couple, except that Chu Feng was a fickle-hearted man and disliked being restrained by women.

He delegated the duties to Hua Qianmo and instructed the crowd, "Now, if anyone wishes to become our worker, you may come forward to register. Those who sign a contract will be given an advance payment of one gold coin."

The crowd boiled with excitement, surprised by such a good opportunity, being paid even before starting the work.

"I’ll sign, I’ll sign!"

"Move aside, let me go first."

"Divine immortal master, pick me!"

Everyone jostled to be first, causing an immediate uproar.

Hua Qianmo, efficient at her job, quickly had the disciples divide the crowd into five groups to line up and register.

Anyone who broke the rules would be promptly picked out and placed at the very end.

In a moment, she had firmly taken control of the scene.

Zhang Yannian stroked his beard, and seeing that the situation was settled, he took his leave with Wang Shouren and Long Fei first.

To curry favor with Long Fei, he still left behind tens of thousands of soldiers to maintain order here, awaiting Long Fei’s command.

Long Fei and Chu Feng bumped fists, holding their right hands together and laughing.

After some time apart, Chu Feng’s cultivation level had greatly increased; who knows what miraculous pills he had consumed.

Long Fei had his lackey Li Gan prepare a banquet to welcome Chu Feng and dust off his journey.

There were chefs on the island specifically there to cook for the big boss, fish and wine were readily available, and soon the table was laden with a full fish banquet.

Everyone was seated at the top of the city wall, watching the group of enthusiastic refugees below cheerfully clinking glasses and drinking to their heart’s content.

On the road, Chu Feng had briefly heard about the matter from Hua Qianmo.

He joked with Long Fei, "Are you really planning on leading these water bandits on the road to riches?"

Long Fei replied with a laugh, "Of course, this is just the beginning. In the future, I plan to lead the entire Great Xia Country towards building a well-off society!"

As he said this, he deliberately glanced at Ji Wanyu.

The people at the table burst into laughter, nearly spitting out their wine.

Ji Wanyu gave him a sidelong glance and said, "Who do you think you are? Even my father would not dare to make such claims, and here you are boasting."

Long Fei joked back, "Don’t believe me? Do you know what I’m setting up now? It’s the Great Xia Special Economic Zone, the forefront of reform and opening up. If it works out, the whole of Great Xia could follow suit and initiate reforms accordingly. Within a hundred years, Great Xia Country might just transition directly from a feudal society to a communist society!"

Without Ji Wanyu and Murong Chong, and Liu Jiangnan’s experience in the outside world, one would hardly understand Long Fei’s grand ideals.

Chu Feng said, "We came to this world to cultivate, are you sure you’re not thinking of becoming Emperor here?"

Long Fei gave a couple of coughs to hint for him to be more mindful of his words.

Ji Wanyu pouted and warned Chu Feng, "Chu, we may be familiar with each other, but if you dare to spout such treasonous nonsense again, I’ll have to fight you for it."

Chu Feng hastily bantered, "Come on, don’t get all fired up over a joke!"

Long Fei said with a smile, "I didn’t expect that Her Royal Highness The Princess, as the first person in this country to explore the world, would still be such a royalist!"

Ji Wanyu snorted, "Different countries, different conditions. Don’t try to change anything about us with your outside ideas. What’s wrong with a feudal society? As long as the common people live and work in peace and contentment, and have food to eat, isn’t that all the same?"

Long Fei asked her, "Do you really think all the people of Great Xia Country have enough to eat?"

Ji Wanyu responded, "Isn’t that the fact? Our world is vast and rich, about ten times bigger than your outside world. And with abundant spiritual energy, everything can grow. One acre of spirit rice can feed a commoner’s family for ten years; could anyone still not have food to eat?"

"From the heights of their temples, the rulers do not know the sufferings of their people."

Long Fei shook his head with a smile and signaled to Li Gan beside him to call up a commoner from below.

Soon, an old man in his sixties or seventies shakily walked up with his granddaughter, both of them trembling.

As he came near, he immediately knelt down and kowtowed, saying, "Spare my life, lords, spare my life, immortals! I have repented for my past wrongs and will never cause trouble with the water bandits again!"

Long Fei glanced at Li Gan.

Li Gan immediately went over, helped the old man to his feet, and comforted him, "Old man, don’t be scared, our immortal lord has summoned you to ask you some questions, not to kill you."

"To ask questions?"

The old man let out a sigh of relief and cautiously asked Long Fei, "Immortal lord, what do you wish to ask?"

Without waiting for Long Fei to speak, Ji Wanyu rushed to ask, "Old man, how many people do you have in your family, and why did you mix with the water bandits? Wasn’t the harvest from farming enough to feed you, making you resort to banditry?"

The old man wiped his murky old tears, melancholically replied, "To answer the young lady’s question, my home is in Shangshui Village, located thirty miles away from Mystic Turtle Island. There used to be seven of us, living together in harmony. The village had ten acres of land, not much, but the yearly harvest was enough to eat. A few years ago, during a severe drought, many in the village ran out of grain. Prince Yu, collaborating with local gentry, pretended to aid us by lending us seeds and grain to help us through the hard times. We thought Prince Yu had shown kindness, and we worshipped him like a divine spirit. But then he changed his tune. The support he claimed to lend us without charge suddenly came with interest tenfold. Compound interest made our harvests insufficient to pay the interest in just one year. Having no choice, the villagers had to concede their land to Prince Yu. In my house, three sons, a daughter-in-law, and my wife, starved to death last year. In desperation, I joined the water bandits, working hard on this island just to get by."