When Zhang Kaifeng's order to release food to his village leader stands in front of a group of villagers again, looking at the familiar face trembling in the cold wind, he opened his mouth but said nothing.

He really didn't know what his village was thinking at this time, so how could he talk to the people of the family?

"You kid, why are you stunned? You didn't hear the command from the village leader, right?"

Until Yang Ba, who was really unable to see him, pushed him, he woke up from his daze, looked at Yang Ba embarrassedly, and then looked at the villagers and said the command of the village leader.

"Dear fellow villagers, don't be afraid. This time we went down the mountain to borrow food, which disturbed everyone. The village leader was very disgusted, so he gave every household ten stones of food to everyone, and everyone followed me to move the food."

Although he did not understand the decision of the village leader, it did not prevent him from accurately conveying the meaning of the village leader.

But although he made it clear, the people looked at each other and no one dared to act.

Until an old man who looked white in front of his head, leaning on a wooden stick in his hand, taking a step forward as a crutch, looked at him and asked tremblingly,

"Tiger, are you making everyone happy?"

When Zhang Kai saw the old man approaching, he hurriedly took two steps, came to the old man to support the old man, and said with a wry smile,

"Grandpa, how could I tease you? This is true. My village leader specially ordered me to inform the villagers that each family would give ten stones of food."

"Hmph, you don't dare to deceive your grandfather, and believe me once."

The old man looked open and poked his crutch to the ground, then said to the other people,

"Since this king has said it, let's move the food."

When many people heard this, they followed the man in the village into the village and were skeptical and moved the food at home.

After a while, the exclamations of the villagers came from the home of Lizheng. Then, there were happy people at home of Lizheng from time to time carrying food to their homes.

At this time, the people who received the food all looked at the hamlet king standing on the wheat field with gratitude. If they were not carrying the wheat, they would be afraid that many people would kneel down on the spot.

This is ten stones of food. These people have never owned so much food.

After harvesting every year, I paid the rent to the dog-good family, and it would be better if I could lose five stones.

Now, the king of Liangshan will give everyone ten stones of food at one time. If it is mixed with wild vegetables and other food, it will be enough for a family of ten to eat for a year.

With such great kindness, how can these people not be grateful?

Seeing these people carrying food and acting hard, Wang Wen, who followed Yang Ba, had his eyes rolled. He was a shrewd man, and at this time he had probably guessed how much his village was mainly to build these people.

He immediately whispered something to Yang Ba. After hearing the newly promoted guy from the village leader, Yang Ba just nodded repeatedly.

Soon, Yang Ba ordered other men from the village to help these people transport food and send it to each household. This immediately attracted the expression of gratitude from these people.

With so many big men joining, and these people have launched some wheelbarrows from each household, in just a moment, ten stones of grain from each household have been delivered to their own homes.

Then, these people spontaneously came to the wheat field again, and they all knelt in front of Ning Qingtian to thank him for his great grace of giving food.

Seeing this, Ning Qingtian quickly asked his side to help these people up.

After the people were pulled up by their side, Ning Qingtian breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile,

"Dear villagers, you don't have to do this. It's just ten stones of food. Besides, these were originally planted by you, and now they are just things that return to the original owner."

His words made these people unable to help but shed tears, and everyone was silent for a moment.

Looking at this scene, Ning Qingtian remained silent and felt heavy in his heart.

Wu Qianlan, who was angry behind him, was also silent because Ning Qingtian committed suicide by killing the official and releasing food. Faced with this situation, she didn't know whether this "bandit husband" should do this.

"Master, Master..."

Suddenly, a loud shout sounded, Ning Qingtian raised his head in surprise, and saw that the old man who opened his eyes was supporting a white-haired man tremblingly, and a young man was following him.

Under the light of the fire, Ning Qingtian glanced at the old man and found that this man was about eighty years old. This age was not common even in the world he came to.

And such people usually have great prestige between the countryside. I guess the people will judge any disputes they have on weekdays.

Ning Qingtian did not dare to be negligent, so he quickly jumped off the stone mill, pushed away the followers, came to the old man, and supported him.

Feeling the skinny arms inside the old man's thin jacket, he couldn't help but think of his grandfather, and quickly tucked his sleeves into the old man, and then asked in a warm voice.

"Old man, why are you still coming out on such a cold night?"

Hearing this, the old man pushed away the other side of the person who was holding him, and waved his arm out of thin air.

"My king, although I am a little older, I can't take this cold. Even if it's a 50-pound bag of grain, how many miles can I walk with it?"

Ning Qingtian smiled secretly when he heard this, and knew that this person was an old child and the kind who was not convinced of his old age.

Ning Qingtian has experience with such old people, so you have to follow them, so he smiled and said,

"Haha, the old man is really getting stronger. I just don't know what advice I have when I came here this time. I listened attentively."

"Your Majesty, you are so kind and righteous to us people, I am not that person with no conscience. But when I came here, I had a message to you."

Ning Qingtian saw the old man say this, and smiled again, supporting the old man and said,

"Hey, please sit down first and say something slowly."

Then, after looking around, Ning Qingtian helped the old man to a lump of soil and let the old man sit down.

After the old man sat down, he sat down and said to the old man,

"Xiao Ke's surname is Ning and his name is Qingtian. You are the one who is Xiao Ning."

The old man nodded and said with a smile,

"Qingtian is indeed as its name. The king is even greener than the master of Qingtian, and he will have to be greener in the future."

Ning Qingtian was ashamed and couldn't laugh or cry, so he had to nod.
Chapter completed!