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Chapter 118: Chapter One Hundred and Fourteen: The Cold Winter (Seeking Recommendations, Seeking Monthly Tickets)

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Tang Ming wore an awkward expression as he walked onto the stage, taking over the three wooden crates.

As one of the representatives of the branch clans, he had never imagined things would escalate to such a degree.

He wanted to say a few words in explanation because he knew that most people were only provoked and didn’t really have any complaints with Tang Zhi.

“Sect Head, in reality…”

Tang Zhi waved his hand, cutting off his intended speech. In an indifferent tone, he said, “I know what you want to say. I was the one at fault in this issue. I made the original promise of these lands. You’ve distributed them based on contribution, now, you may leave. The singing and dancing shall continue.” Tang Ming had no choice but to nod and salute, leading several stewards off the main stage and toward his own seat.

“The Sect Head is carving off his own flesh.” Tang Luo watched Tang Zhi declaring this year’s dividends on stage. He said lightly.

Xu Shuhui was confused and asked him, “What do you mean?”

“Clearly, the land was just bait Sect Head released then. The purpose was to encourage the branch clan leaders to gather the grain with all their strength. Even if they received the land, it would be after the Sect Head’s plan succeeded. The impeachment by the branch clans made the Sect Head feel people’s hearts were deviating, he had no choice but to appease them with the land.” Tang Luo shook his head regrettably. “But Xiling City has been peaceful for a long time. Where could there be so much vacant land in North City? Therefore, I think all these lands originally belonged to the Sect Head’s lineage.”

Listening to Tang Luo’s comments, Xu Shuhui’s eyes lit up with admiration. Although she already knew her son was smart, she had not expected him to be this insightful.

Even Tang Sen nodded in approval. He was curious about Tang Luo’s opinion because it seemed that gathering the refugees was not the entirety of Tang Zhi’s plan. This piqued his interest, prompting him to ask: “What do you think is the Sect Head’s plan?”

in Xiling worth his long-term plotting is the Mi Clan. But as for the specifics of his plan, I still have no clue.” The martial strength of the Tang Clan and the Mi Clan was far superior

with such forces, what happened if the Mi Clan received such an impact? It was remarkable that the family had a few more fighters, but this was not a decisive force. Therefore, gathering refugees was definitely not Tang Zhi’s objective. This kind of

words, Tang Sen was taken aback. As the First Head of the Martial Hall, he understood part of Tang Zhi’s plan. But the fact that Tang Luo could guess parts of it based on speculation truly made him look at his son

a martial

and meat. Yet on the streets, there

festivals of the nobility, the common people of Xiling were caught

the rice shops on the market brandished

to buy stale grain with copper coins, but this

were mostly controlled by local ruffians, who would take away a large part of the money they begged

winters, the ruffians would still give them a full meal. But with this year’s grain prices, all the ruffians chose to ignore the

them. If they could survive, then it was their own luck. If they did

Fengqing Alley

group of children in ragged clothes gathered around a

eight, and the youngest only three or four, huddled around the fire, warming their hands. “Brother Bai isn’t here yet?” A little girl with braids asked timidly, looking

wore an oversized jacket, his childish face filled with determination, “Big Brother Bai will

little Ya, don’t

Brother Bai will definitely bring us

echoed their agreement, their mouths watering

the wooden door of the abandoned courtyard was pushed open. The children exchanged worried glances and

Brother Bai. There were also many frustrated ruffians. If they were caught, they would become slaves to

on the streets. Before meeting Big Brother Bai, many of their friends

for a

he set down the pot and clapped his hands, announcing, “Children, it’s me. Come