307, you have more strength than your father before you go back!

"Oh, Brother Bai, this joke is not funny at all." Han Jing wanted to behave more naturally, but couldn't help bury her head deeply, and a piece of jadey and smooth neck turned out with a strange flush.

Bai Yiming seemed to have been stung by a bee and suddenly loosened his hand holding the sand on Han Jing's shoulder. He stepped back two steps and said, "Well, Brother Bai is not kidding. You go in and rest first. I'll come to see you tomorrow."

The sadness and depression in my heart dissipated a lot, and Han Jing's curiosity came out again: "Then why are you here today? Don't you have to work and wander around all day on the throne?

"Which eye do you see that Brother Bai is hanging out?" Seeing that Han Jing's mood returned to normal, Bai Yiming made a joke and then said, "The Xuan Temple is provoking trouble in the east, and I'm here to seek the support of the branch hall. However, Jon didn't dare to make up his mind, so they were ready to come forward to help me solve it privately.

"What's the matter?" Han Jing raised her hand to signal Bai Yiming to sit down and say.

The living room is not large, and the furnishings are mainly made of white jade. The exquisitely carved pictures of birds facing the phoenix on the white jade screen are lifelike. With the light projected through the window through the jade screen, there are bird shadows on the ground.

The maid Zhu Li sent two cups of tea and retreated quietly.

The teacup is also made of jade. The outer wall of the cup depicts a plum, and the free branches and leaves are light and elegant. The tea smoke curled, the tea rippled, and the plum blossom also appeared in the water. The shadow water smoke rose, and a sip seemed to have the fragrance of plum.

"The five eastern provinces are the main grain-producing areas in China. At the inshen Temple, the local government has blocked the purchase of official grain, and the ten northwest provinces that lack grain have suffered floods this summer. There will inevitably be a grain shortage this winter, which will lead to a series of serious consequences."

"How are you going to solve it?"

"We are ready to set up a local grain purchase point to buy grain at a price that is one-perone price higher than the market price."

Her fingertips knocked on the jade table, and Han Jing said slowly, "I'm afraid the Xuan Temple is not just to disturb the grain market, is it? Have you found out the main purpose of their troubles?

Looking at Han Jing with a little admiration, Bai Yiming smiled and said, "How can you think of this layer?"

"Obvious!"

"Wuhen and Qing Song didn't expect that the Xuan Temple was simply going to cause trouble. The boy Qingbai still hit the nailpoint and said that there might be some mineral veins or something else in the east. The Xuan Temple wanted to take it for himself, but he was afraid of being noticed by the outside world, so he made some trouble to confuse the sight and investigate their recent large-scale land or industrial transactions.

"Have you found anything?"

"You just said this, and you came back."

"Oh, check it on your side, and also check it on the branch hall. As for grain, the army was directly transferred to surround the five eastern provinces and prevent a grain from going out. Don't buy grain at a high price, just say that you have transferred grain abroad. Which country is Brother Mu from? Just say that it is sponsored by their country.

"This hand is awesome. Your brother Mu and our country is rich in land and resources. With our friendship, the credibility of sponsoring food for disaster relief in Nanmo is quite high. Those guys who hoard grain and prepare to make a fortune are eager to vomit blood. Bai Yiming laughed.

They were still waiting outside the yard, and it was strange to hear Bai Yiming's laughter. He Yuanshan rushed in and said bluntly, " boss, we thought you were in a bad mood!"

Hanjing's face was a little unnatural, but she immediately laughed: "I'm a king-level master under 20 years old, and there is no one before. I'm going to be in a bad mood. Can you still live?"

"Well, I was wrong, boss." He Yuanshan honestly admitted his mistake.

Bai Yiming repeated what Han Jing had just said at this time. Mu Qingsong nodded and said, "It's not a sound, it's a gift for your accession to the throne. Within five years, the grain gap in Nanmo will all be filled by Canglong's free grain transfer."

"Wow, Brother Mu is so cute!" Han Jing clapped her hands and smiled.

He smiled coldly and said, "I'm not as rich as Qingsong. It's only three years, and I only give it once. Yiming, what is the tightest and most lacking in Nanmo now? I'll get some for you.

is not polite. Bai Yiming smiled and said, "That's a lot. I'll give you a list, and you can get some of them. Just now, Jing also said that I sat on the throne so leisurely that I wanted to vomit blood. In addition to the advantages of mineral veins, there are gaps in various living materials. The surrounding countries have adopted a policy of blocking and suppressing Nanmo. In addition, the ore is the unified procurement of the temple alliance. Most of the people of Nanmo countries are extremely difficult.

"Thank you Nanmo for finally having a monarch who loves the people like a son." He Yuanshan sincerely praised.

"It's a pity that my ability is limited, and many things are powerless." After sitting on the throne, Bai Yiming also felt that his mentality had changed, and now his feelings were completely from the bottom of his heart.

"Brother Bai will definitely do it!" After encouraging Bai Yiming, Han Jing pointed to Mu Qingbai: "Little wood, is there any way to avoid the unified purchase of ore by the temple? You can directly barter ore and exchange ore for living materials at the market price?"

In this group of people, his relationship is the most unfamiliar with Han Jing and the least popular with her, so Mu Qingbai didn't expect that she would ask herself first. He was stunned for a moment and said, "Well, there are many ways."

Han Jing smiled and said, "I knew that the little wood was treacherous and slippery. It must be right to ask him."

With a squealing taste, Mu Qingbai asked helplessly, "Is this hurting me or praising me?"

With a smile, Han Jing gave an unexpected answer: "Of course, I praise myself for being knowledgeable!"

Everyone was stunned and laughed.

The wind lived in the adjacent courtyard without saying a word. Originally, she was worried that Han Jing didn't know how uncomfortable it would be now. Hearing the laughter in the courtyard running over to see it, the girl laughed happier than anyone else.

"Woth, are you all right?" The old man asked strangely. After waiting for Han Jing to answer, his eyes fell on Ye Guyun, who rushed in from outside the courtyard. To be precise, it is looking at Ye Guyun's bloody knife.

Without answering, Han Jing jumped up to meet Ye Guyun: "A Yun is coming, I'm just back!"

"Hmm." Ye Guyun answered briefly and stopped talking. He stood there quietly and looked at Han Jing, with an indifferent expression but her eyes were gentle and intoxicating.

Feng, who was interested in Ye Guyun, took the initiative to say, "Which one is this little guy? I don't seem to have seen it. It's very good. It's only one foot away from entering the king level.

He glanced at the wind coldly and said nothing, and Ye Guyun was not interested in answering. Han Jing took his hand and walked to Feng Wuyu and said, "He is Ye Guyun, my good brother. Did Grandpa Feng see anything?"

"If you see his biggest secret, I won't tell you this girl." Feng Bum said a hateful sale.

A Yun's secret is the bloody knife. Han Jing probably really saw it, so she no longer asked. She stretched out her hand and said, "Grandpa Feng, you have to give Ah Yun some gifts for the first time we meet."

No matter how much you like Han Jing, Feng Bu has a problem: "Witch, you are too biased. When we meet for the first time, this boy doesn't even say hello, and the old man still wants to give him a gift?"

"Oh, Yun, it's called Grandpa Feng." Han Jing pushed Ye Guyun and urged, "Shll quickly."

Ye Guyun, with an indifferent expression, shouted reluctantly: "Grandpa Feng."

"It's like throwing a bone to a dog." Feng's unsatisfactory evaluation made everyone laugh. He asked again, "Woman, what do you want the old man to give this boy?"

Han Jing is really calculating things. When she heard the words, she was not polite: "Don't you always say that A Yun is close to the king level? After the king level, you need to cross the thunderstorm. Just give something that can help you overcome the disaster.

Originally, I wanted to tease Han Jing, but when I saw the sadness in her eyes, Feng knew that the girl had scared Yang Feng's serious injury in the thunderstorm and began to worry about Ye Guyun crossing the thunderstorm. Unable to joke any more, he sighed. He took out an object like a cat's eye stone and said, "This is the old man prepared for himself to cross the disaster, and it's given to this stupid boy."

Han Jing, who didn't know the goods, asked, "What else is this stone used for besides incense?"

Yegu Yunfeng is the legitimate son of the Ye family, and he has seen some good things when the Ye family fell. He recognized that it was a soul-inducing incense. He saw it when his grandfather crossed the disaster. Later, the night family was slaughtered, and the soul-inducing incense disappeared with some other night family treasures.

The fragrance attracts the soul. When the monk's body dies but the soul does not dissipate, the fragrance can pull the soul out of the body and enter the soul incense, which can maintain a certain period of time from dispersing.

Before Yang Feng's purple electric nine-curve gun was repaired, he was not sure about crossing the thunderstorm. Ye Guyun also saw that he had brought a piece of soul incense on his body when he sensed that the thunderstorm was coming.

Seeing the question, Ye Guyun didn't want Han Jing to worry about himself. He stuffed the soul-inductive jade into his arms and said, "Can you protect me from dying. It's a good thing. By the way, Jing, your father is out of the customs. Do you want to go back and have a look?

"Has my father succeeded in promotion?" When she ran away from home, her father was only one foot away from the holy level, and Han Jing was also a little nervous about his concern.

"Of course." Ye Guyun answered succinctly. It was not only because of his habits, but also because he came to inform Han Jing as soon as he received the letter, and he didn't know the details.

"You have to be stronger than your father before you go back!" Han Jing said stubbornly, with a stubborn light in her eyes. The beauty is exquisite with a wild and flamboyant face, which exudes a compelling majesty at this time.

"Jing, don't force yourself. You are now king-level, and the speed of promotion is so fast that it's scary."

"I won't go back now anyway." The vertical palm said that this topic was over, and Han Jing said, "Leave A Jiang and Grandpa Xue. I'm ready to refine the plastic medicine. Well, send an ice flame elixir back to my father in your name. Grandpa Feng, help me see what the holy ice flame elixir can eat?

She took out a copy of the Ice Flame Danjing from the storage ring and stuffed it into her hand, and looked at him with cold eyes.

The wind's speechless eyes were fixed on the ice coffin taken out by Ye Guyun. With his super perception of the sacred level, he can sense that there is a remnant soul in the umbrella-shaped magic weapon, and there is also a powerful soul body next to the umbrella-shaped magic weapon.