The garment department worked overtime to make new work clothes, using the fabrics and materials I brought. The team digging the ground also used the agricultural tools I brought.
Agriculture here mainly relies on people and cattle. We have people, but cattle are not easy to get.
There are no extra cattle to sell to us in rural villages and towns.
Mainly, we need more, and a few heads are simply not enough.
The people sent by He Chao have already contacted several sellers. After another two months, they can get twenty cows.
The rest of the heavier agricultural tools are made in the Demon Sect, and are readily available to blacksmiths and carpenters.
The magic stone mine that the Demon Cult has been digging is actually a metal mine, which can extract rare metals that are not available elsewhere.
The four elders made a lot of money from this, and all their properties have been confiscated, which can be regarded as restoring blood to the demon sect's capital bank.
Although Wu Zhiyuan has been making fake weapons for many years, they have the ability to make real weapons.
I released him and asked him to atone for his sins and work as a technician on the weapons production line, leading people to make a batch of usable knives as quickly as possible.
Lang Jiang, who had been raising pigs in the back kitchen for a while, also ran outside and paced outside my yard.
The four elders rebelled. Gu Feng took the opportunity to escape and joined the rebel team, but was killed by a masked man.
Lang Jiang did not participate. He and the people in the kitchen fled to Magic Stone Mountain for refuge.
I didn't inform him, but he saw someone running in the kitchen and ran with him, thus escaping his life.
He was pacing outside the courtyard and refused to come in.
I had to send my men out and call him in.
When Lang Jiang entered the door, he knelt down to kowtow. I didn't let him kowtow, so he knelt down.
He must be asking me for something, and if I don't let him express it, he might be embarrassed to speak.
He was Xuanyuan Wumu's bodyguard. According to the custom in the religion in recent years, Xuanyuan Wumu passed down his martial arts skills to him and Gu Feng.
Xuanyuan Wumu loved money but not beauty. When he was young, he married a wife. Later, her daughter-in-law had a difficult childbirth, killing one and two, so he never married again and had children.
Elders who have no children will pass on martial arts skills to their cronies.
Lang Jiang was personally taught by Xuanyuan Wuzhi, and his martial arts was pretty good in the sect.
He came to me to beg me to give him a chance to start over.
Even if he starts as the lowest disciple in the martial arts hall, he hopes that what he learns will be useful.
There is really no need for raising pigs. He is willing to be loyal to the Demon Cult and its leader. He hesitates and wanders outside the courtyard because he is afraid that I will not believe him.
Xuanyuan Wumu was poisoned to death by the poisonous smoke set off by the masked man. When the horn sounded, no one in his courtyard came to help him. The people waiting around him fled for their lives, leaving him still in the house.
The old master is dead, Lang Jiang said that he will be loyal to the leader wholeheartedly.
He told the truth without any hint of hypocrisy or reluctance.
If I can keep someone like Wu Zhiyuan alive and let him continue to work for the Demon Cult, Lang Jiang will have a better chance.
I recommended him to go to the martial arts hall and work as an assistant to Evil Man Xiao.
The four great protectors left with Ximen Wuhen, and the important position became vacant again, and someone was temporarily found to fill it.
Whether it can be done or not will depend on the situation for some time.
The snowy winter is coming, and the weather in winter is cold and unsuitable for farming.
This year we will clear the ground first, and we can officially sow the seeds tomorrow when spring begins.
Manager Zhang and He Chao led people to re-measure the land that belonged to the Demon Cult, count the area, and then count the number of people who could farm the land, and make a reasonable distribution.
The farming and breeding books I bought were read to illiterate people by literate people. These people were selected from ordinary church members and had some farming experience.
Before ordinary congregants were recruited, most of them were children from poor families, and the same was true for the servants who were bought in.
Wang Mu knew several small farming experts who had no choice but to join the Demon Cult after losing their homes and fields due to natural and man-made disasters.
They thought they had no chance of farming in this life, but they never thought they would have such an opportunity.
I sent Wang Mu to mobilize and publicize, but I didn’t expect that there were many people in the sect who were willing to farm. Some people had even taken a fancy to the devil’s sect’s treasure land and wanted to build a homestead in the front and back of their house, but the canon didn’t allow it. Their wishes never came true.
The land of the Demon Sect is 'fertile', and it is too uncomfortable for them to guard the fertile land and not be able to grow anything.
Wang Mu counted the people who were enthusiastic about farming and recorded their respective areas of expertise.
Some people are good at growing vegetables, while others are great at growing fruit trees.
There were several people who had grown medicinal materials, and Wang Mu brought them to see me because I specifically told him that if there were such people, I would personally talk to them.
Du Li has already checked out the Horticulture Department, most of them are from farming backgrounds.
After joining the Demon Cult, I now learn to plant flowers and grass.
More and more people are willing to participate in farming, and no organization can manage it.
So I established an agricultural management department in addition to Wu Tang, An Tang, Du Tang, Qi Tang, and Shang Tang.
I will be the minister for the time being, and I will hand over the power to whoever does a good job.
Cheng Fei and Du Li tried it in the small courtyard where we live. The land of the Demon Cult does not choose crops. Whatever you plant will grow. The seeds I brought can all survive.
In the preparation stage before starting farming, for those who choose to join the farming team, or for those who are classified into the farming team because they have no job, I first arrange learning and training courses for them.
Several buildings were set aside in the teaching center and renovated to open schools.
The school is divided into literacy classes for adults and kindergarten classes for children.
Regardless of gender, anyone can learn it as long as they have time and are willing to learn.
Literacy classes for adults are also divided into day classes and evening classes.
The day shift is mostly occupied by housewives, while the evening shift is mostly filled with men.
There was no need to hire teachers from outside, He Chao's subordinates were more than enough to teach them.
Among the young masters from these aristocratic families, all of them were endorsing books at the age of three and composing poems at the age of five.
But this is not their intention. They can only respond to emergencies, not a long-term solution.
The candidate for the teacher must be chosen from elsewhere.
I gave this task to Du Li and asked him to select a few young, educated people who had not yet married, preferably with both parents dead, to come back.
Forget about the people in nearby towns and counties, rabbits don’t eat the grass around their nests.
Du Li finally no longer had to guard the flowers and plants, and he rode out of the headquarters on a fast horse in a happy mood.
After being busy for more than a month, I finally had two days of free time. I realized that I hadn't seen Yun Zhou for a few days and wanted to see what his shortcomings were. I haven't bought him any toys since he came to the Demon Cult.
We moved to a new residence, and the yard is N times larger than the original one.
Each house has its own small courtyard and space, separated by rows of trees or flower beds.
After moving to a new residence, Yunzhou and I also shared a room. He took the poisonous man to the small courtyard where he lived, and I felt relieved to have Wan'er accompanying them.
Recently, I often go out at dawn and come back after they go to bed.
He hasn't seen anyone else for about ten days. He has 'students' to take care of, and he doesn't make any fuss and run out to look for me like before.
Thinking about it this way, I felt a little bit like, "My child has finally grown up."
As soon as I stepped into his small courtyard, I saw a gorgeous figure dancing on the sound of a chicken in the courtyard.
At second glance, this gorgeous outfit looked familiar.
Especially the big flower on my head, isn't it the one I stuffed into the closet and put on 'death row'?
The figure was very tall. Obviously, neither Wan'er nor the entire Demon Cult could find such a tall woman.
The figure turned around, and I saw his face. He also saw me, and he bowed respectfully with the big flower on his head.
"Madam?" Yunzhou had just dressed up and ran out of the house. Wan'er grabbed a shoe and chased him out.
"And a shoe!"
I nodded to Yun Zhou as a greeting, then looked at Wan'er and glanced at the 'dressed up' poisonous man.
"Who dug out this set of clothes?" I clearly remember asking Xiaojiao to get rid of this set of clothes when we moved.
In the end, she ended up dealing with Yunzhou?
"Madam, it was... the young master picked it up. He thought it looked good, so he gave it to A Yi." Wan'er definitely concealed something. She skipped one part and only talked about the rest.
In fact, it's not difficult to guess. It must have been Xiaojiao who sent the clothes here. Wan'er didn't want to confess to Xiaojiao, because Xiaojiao didn't throw away the clothes according to my instructions, which was considered disobedience.
"One dares to give it away, and the other dares to wear it." There are so many things I want to complain about, so I can only summarize them in one sentence.
Not to mention that this suit of clothes is ridiculously gorgeous, Wen Yi, also known as Poison Man, is 1.82 meters tall, masculine-looking, and full of righteousness. Wearing this suit of clothes only has a comedic effect and no sense of beauty.
"And you, why did you regress when Ximen left? You are the leader's wife, my sister-in-law, not his maid." I turned to Wan'er and saw that she had changed into a gorgeous dress, gold hairpin, and Dressed up like a maid, she was so angry.
Everyone likes COSPLAY, what’s wrong with them?
Wan'er threw down her shoes and still saluted me, saying that she was not used to the life of a leader's wife, so she was more comfortable being a maid.
Yunzhou put on his shoes and ran to me to show me the results of his efforts.
With a wave of his hand, Poison Man Wen Yi began to recite the text, and he immediately corrected any mistakes he made.
After Wen Yi finished reciting it, Yun Zhou stared at me with bright eyes, only missing the words "praise me" on his forehead.
"You are the best, Wen Yi...very smart. I will reward each of you with a toy."
"No, no toys, madam, go out with us to play." Yun Zhou is now speaking more and more eloquently, and his condition is slowly improving.
But he is not as quick as poisonous people. Wen Yi not only remembered how to practice his martial arts, but also resumed his previous work and rest time.
His 'student' progressed faster than himself, and Yunzhou's reaction was happy.
I hope I can take him and his students out to play. He feels bored sitting in the yard every day.
I was thinking of taking a walk around the villages and towns around the Demon Cult, and taking them out to relax.
While it hasn't snowed yet, the road is still easy to walk.
It has been two months since the power change in the church, and the urgent matters have basically been dealt with.
There was no suspicious person around the headquarters for the time being. I asked someone to pick up the car and took Yunzhou, Wen Yi, Wan'er and Xiaojiao out together.
Wan'er took care of Yunzhou, and Xiaojiao originally wanted to take care of me, but I felt that Wen Yi needed more care, so I asked her to take care of the 'patient'.
Wen also likes the big and gorgeous flower, so Xiaojiao has a good impression of him and feels that he is a person with taste and the same aesthetic as hers.
But I, the 'dictator', will not allow them to dress up so ostentatiously and glamorously.
He ordered someone to make several sets of ordinary guard clothes for Wen Yi.
He wears navy blue clothes, which looks more pleasing to my eyes.
Before going out this morning, Xiaojiao took out a new set of clothes and tried to make me change into them.
I glanced at the new outfit and declined her offer.
She has a special liking for flowers. It is not enough to just have flower patterns on the fabric. Three-dimensional flowers must be sewn on the surface of the clothes.
I'd rather go out in pajamas than wear flowery clothes.
Finally, this new set of clothes was put on her. She felt that she had overstepped her bounds, but it was my order and she had to listen.
From my point of view, this is not called transgression, it is called "receiving the consequences".
But she felt happy, worried, and happy at the same time.
Yunzhou used to be able to wear anything, but now he only wears men's clothing of the same color and style as me.
In other words, he insisted on dressing up as a couple with me.
Wan'er said that their young master used to wear light-colored clothes, and even if he wore more mature gray, it was always light gray.
Nowadays, when I wear black, I feel that my temperament has changed.
"Oh? What happened? Forget it, don't tell me." I wanted to tease Wan'er, but then I thought that if she told the truth, I would be the one who was depressed, so I quickly ended the topic.
She just feels that her young master's temperament is more and more similar to mine, and I have known for a long time what image I have in her and Guard Jia's minds.
The driver raised his whip and the carriage left the Demon Cult headquarters. He Chao's subordinate, a young man named Ye Tingsheng, rode alone to guide the carriage.
Just a few days after this young man came back, he visited all the villages and towns around the Demon Cult. He was good at memorizing roads and terrains. No matter how complicated and unfamiliar the route was, he could remember it firmly as long as he walked it once.
He has just turned eighteen this year and has only been working as a servant in the palace for half a year.
He is He Chao's little fanboy. The two families are family friends. He follows He Chao as a kid and wants to be his little brother. He shouts "big brother" and "big brother" very smoothly.
He Chao introduced me to the background of his subordinates. Ye Tingsheng's brother and he are not the same mother. He is a concubine. The father's care and high hopes are all on the legitimate son.
There is a difference of more than ten years between the two brothers. The elder brother has already entered the court as an official and established a family.
The relationship between the brothers is very average, mainly because his eldest brother doesn't like to see him.
He Chao often went to their house to play, and he had a good impression of this careless kid.
Ye Tingsheng is not interested in eating, drinking and having fun. He likes to use swords and guns. His elder brother is a civil servant and never touches these things.
However, He Chao studied martial arts with famous masters early on.
Ye Tingsheng was very envious and asked his mother to help him get his father to allow him to go out to study under his master.
He left home at the age of eight and returned home after completing his studies at the age of sixteen. After two years of hard work, he finally successfully landed and was admitted as a bodyguard in the palace.
Of course, his success has a lot to do with other family members. Without his father and brother who were officials in the court and his mother-in-law who was the princess, he would not have been able to get this job.
The first important task he performed after joining the company ended in failure. The whole family disliked him and almost kicked him out.
Ordinarily, he should hate me. Not only did it ruin his career, but it also made his parents, who were not optimistic about him, completely disappointed in him.
But there is no such emotion as 'hate' in him. Since he joined the Demon Cult, he has been flying around like a happy bird all day long.
