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Chapter 339

The third city is essentially different from the previous two cities. In ancient times, there were rivers and rivers, and the one in the south was called Nanguo.

The northern ones are called Northland.

This side corresponds to the current twelve cities along the coast. In fact, the three cities in front belong to the edge of the south core, acting as a trilateral fret-shaped arch.

The arch is the city behind, and the river is guard.

The Yellow River flows into the sea and meets the Three Rivers. The drainage area is vast. One river breastfeeds the lives of tens of millions of people here, and has formed a splendid Mesopotamia civilization.

But also because of his existence, there are some differences in the culture between the two sides. Although everyone is a family before the natural disaster, after the natural disaster, they also belong to the dawn empire.

It’s just that the monarchy’s control of the locality is often not as reliable as the centralization of power. When the first emperor died, the twelve coastal cities here were basically in a state of autonomy. Although the central government order can be accepted, the locality enjoyed a high degree The ruling power is similar to the vassal town in the ancient country of dawn.

The female emperor ascended the throne, vigorously promoted the scientific system, and at the same time gathered local power and began to centralize power, which led to the intensification of local conflicts.

In addition, the southern region is one of the most developed areas of agriculture. The management of large farmers is self-sufficient. With the big knife of reform falling in one fell swoop, they were cut across the board before they could react.

The contradiction intensified!

Lin Guanxi is loyal to the Chenxi Empire, and he has unreservedly implemented the reform decree to the local townships. Of course, what he did is definitely in the interests of Chenxi's entire reform trend.

However, the local dignitaries here do not think so.

So he secretly sent people to contact the people of the White Eagle Empire, and his younger brother, Lin Guandong, rebelled, not only took all his power to the sky, but also put him under house arrest in Dongguang City.

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There were many merchants in the original Dongguang City. In contrast to Darkmoon City, the most people here are the people of the White Eagle Empire and the elites from various small coastal countries here to learn the advanced knowledge and theoretical system of the dawn. What I saw above, apart from the deterred guards, the most left were the blondes of the White Eagle Empire.

Seeing the whole leopard at a glance, we can see how far the power of the White Eagle Empire has penetrated here.

Lin House.

That is, the city lord's mansion, Lin Guanxi was not detained in the prison as expected, but still enjoyed the identity of the city lord, delicious and delicious.

However, if you want to take a step forward, don't think about it.

Under the rebellion, Lin Guandong led a large army to slaughter his guards and uprooted them. As a result, the people in the mansion, even the servants who were sweeping the floor, were all spies sent by the other party.

Completely lonely.

Outside, there is a delivery farmer.

At three shifts every day, he would push the cart on time to shout outside the Lin Mansion.

The people in the mansion are not surprised at this.

It is said that this farmer is also surnamed Lin, three generations ahead, and is a distant relative of Lin Guanxi and others.

So he came here to sell vegetables, and everyone knew what it meant. It was nothing more than relying on the identity of a distant relative to package all the vegetables he could not sell to the Lin Mansion.

Today, the farmer came half an hour later than usual, and there was a rare young man around him.

It depends on the age, at most fifteen or six years old. I want to be the other person's child. Looking at this farmer, he walks in a sloppy, erratic pace, and looks very bad. It is estimated that he will live soon.

Everyone thought, I'm afraid this guy is going to die, so he passed on the work of supporting the family to his children, so he brought it over and got a familiar face while he was still walking.

The farmer led the young man, pushing the vegetables, in full view, straight into the Lin Mansion, and then, together with the young man, walked towards the back kitchen in the mansion.

Generally speaking,

He can come in, but he can't walk around, or he will mess up the rules.

The steward who took care of things changed people, but he still knew the farmer who was about to decay in front of him. He didn't stop him. He just followed and frowned and asked, "What are you doing?"

The farmer knelt on the ground and said tremblingly: "My lord, Xiaomin wants to cook a meal for Master Lin. From now on, the villain won't come to buy vegetables."

The butler stared at him, his eyes deep.

The farmer is indeed dying.

His leg was injured, maybe he broke his leg while working for a long time. For the farmer this winter, he broke his leg. If he can raise his leg well, then it will be good, but if he can’t raise his leg well, I can only wait to die.

Moreover, the strong death breath was still spreading, revealing a smell of rotten flesh.

The housekeeper frowned and his eyes fell on the teenager next to him.

Since the opponent came in, he has been paying attention to the opponent, watching his pace, and his temperament. He is indeed an ordinary person. A beggar.

Reminiscing about the identity of a farmer again, he was relieved.

Thinking about the identity of the other party and the current situation of Lin Guanxi, he didn't make any trouble. Even though he thought so, the question is still to ask: "What is your name?"

"In response to an adult, the villain is called Ergouzi."

"Lin Ergou?"

"Yes, my lord."

"Haha." The butler smiled, and reached out to touch his head, but at this moment, his hands suddenly drooped and he grabbed the opponent's hand suddenly.

The farmer knelt on the ground, his body trembling, and bean-sized beads of sweat fell down his forehead. In fact, if he could see the other person's face now, he might be able to detect something wrong with one glance.

However, he has never thought about this, one is that he is too familiar, and the other is that he dare to conclude that the other party has no guts to play tricks.

As for the action just now, it was actually the last investigation.

The young man's hands were rough, obviously traces left after he had worked frequently, and there was no calluses at the mouth of a tiger that would appear when he was armed with a gun or got it.

"Go, the kitchen is over there."

"Thank you, sir."

The farmer knocked his head and stood up shaking his body, pushing the car with the boy, walking towards the kitchen swaying step by step.

The housekeeper stood there, closed his eyes and thought for a while. Although he thought it was a bit weird, he couldn't find the reason.

Just do it.

he thinks,

Anyway, this Master Lin can't live long. Since he is a relative, he might as well follow their wishes. In this way, it would be better to have a companion when he died.

...

The farmer’s cooking skills are not very good, but he will actually make some home-cooked dishes. Besides, farming hands can make exquisite dishes.

A bowl of fish soup.

A pot of lotus seed soup.

Two stacks of side dishes, plus a pot of wine.

Carried by the boy, the farmer led the way and walked to the hall again.

The butler stood outside the door and said, "Wait, the adult is washing, and he will be here soon."