Fang Youan held the paper tightly, his eyes firmly.

He found his god and would follow him for the rest of his life...

The slave boy took away the paper and he was given the name "Leng Yi". His eyes were full of ferocity and ambition...

City Lord's Mansion.

Zhu Qinghong put down the map of Tianchong City printed by Ono and pointed to the outside of the city: "Although the forests here are exhausted, the soil is better than other places. Tomorrow you will take people to open up land, where can you get the food if you don't farm? Will so many people drink the northwest wind?"

Yuanyou nodded: "If the city lord works as a leader, he will be able to escort him, and I believe that the land will be planted soon. After all, there is not much food in the mansion."

"I'll make a meal tomorrow." Zhu Qinghong planned to dispose of the Chenliang in the city first.

Refugees and slaves don’t have to eat too much, just pack a meal to see how much food you can eat in a day. When the food is planted, everyone will naturally have hope.

Just then, Wei Zhou brought Fang Youan and Leng Yi in.

He saluted: "See the city lord. The city lord, these two are clever and willing to work hard. I see that there is no one to serve around the city lord, so I specially bring you a choice. Although they are young now, they will grow up in a few years."

Yuanyou rolled his eyes in his heart. General Wei, General Wei, why haven’t you seen him flattering like this before?

Zhu Qinghong looked up and glanced at the two of them: "No one is required to serve me. You can take it down and let them open up the land tomorrow."

Upon hearing this, Leng Yi knelt down on the spot: "The city lord, the villain is willing to join the army. He is willing to do whatever he wants to do for Tian Chongcheng."

"It's up to you." Zhu Qinghong was thinking about how to get the map outside Tianchong City, "General Wei will take him there."

Wei Zhou received the order and wanted to take the two of them down.

Unexpectedly, Fang Youan knelt down and kowtowed: "The villain wants to be the personal guard of the city lord."

As soon as these words were spoken, Wei Zhou was stunned.

Leng Yi looked disdainful.

Yuanyou looked at Fang Youan again, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his lips.

"Be my personal guard?" Zhu Qinghong waved his hand, and Wei Zhou took Leng Yi to retreat first, "You are not qualified."

Fang Youan continued to kowtow heavily, and he was bleeding: "I would like to give the villain a chance, and I would like to give the city lord a chance."

Zhu Qinghong remembered his wolf-like eyes and a hint of interest arose in his heart: "Okay. Stay here to be a sweeper."

With his fists clenched, Fang Youan knelt so hard that he stared at Zhu Qinghong: "Thank you, lord."

He got up and went to find a broom to clean it.

Yuanyou shook his head: "City Lord, he is seriously injured. If he doesn't care, he may lead to the disease."

"Military Yuan, do you think he is interesting?" Zhu Qinghong lowered his eyes and smiled, "He didn't know what he was asking for at all. He couldn't imagine how much pain he would have to go through as my guard. If a little setback goes away, he is just like that."

Yuanyou shut up.

The city lord has unfathomable strength and is brave and resourceful.

The choice of guards must be very harsh.

He is still a child, and his mind is unstable, and he will give up in a few days. After discussing the matter, he went to count the grain warehouse and arranged for the people who cook porridge tomorrow.

In the hall, Zhu Qinghong tapped his fingers on the armrest of the chair.
Chapter completed!