Chapter 1099: Good Rain Knows the Season, Good People Know When to Advance or Retreat

"Good, this place is really good!" Elder Wansai came for this, didn't he? He couldn't care about being coy anymore. "Far from the land, far from disputes, and close to the Ya Kingdom, yet it is so prosperous. And this place is big; I see that not to mention 40,000 people, even 400,000 or 500,000 people thrown in, it is still sparsely populated." Wansai Feng smiled: "The clansmen also like this place. In these few days, some people have asked me implicitly or explicitly whether they can stay."

He and his subordinates originally lived on the island, and each family occupied a small courtyard with a single door and a single house.

The people of the main Bailong tribe came to visit, and they were all envious: the newcomers who arrived on the island a few months ago not only have a place to live here, but also live so well!

He Lingchuan's fleet should have transported the Bailong tribe to Blade Harbor, but instead sent them directly to the Yangshan Archipelago. Wansai Feng also understood the Lord's intention, which was to let the Bailong people see and experience the environment, economy, social, and atmosphere of the Yangshan Archipelago with their own eyes.

Whether you like it or not, whether it is suitable or not, you only know after trying it yourself.

Only when the Bailong people like this place will they want to stay from the bottom of their hearts.

If they want to stay, this matter is 80% done.

Since the topic has been picked, Elder Wansai no longer avoids it: "Island Master He is truly capable, and he is kind to us. I see that this archipelago has been absorbing outsiders. A-Feng, do you think he can, uh, is he willing to accept the Bailong tribe?"

Wansai Feng shelled a peanut: "The Island Master is kind, used the power of the whole island to rescue the clansmen, risked offending the Ya Kingdom, and settled us on the island. But to be honest, if the Island Master didn't want to accept the Bailong tribe, why bother so much?"

Elder Wansai nodded.

There is no free lunch in the world, and there is no reason for such kindness. Elder Wansai, of course, guessed the Island Master's intention.

The Bailong tribe is now down and out, but it was once a powerful fighting tribe of the Ya Kingdom.

Whether fleeing or retreating, the clansmen carefully protected the children.

So as long as the Bailong tribe rests for a period of time, they can recover their vitality.

As long as a few years, the half-grown boys can grow into qualified warriors.

The Island Master needs manpower, needs warriors, needs labor, and the Bailong tribe needs a foothold and a stable life.

This is a mutual willingness, a hit it off.

But the Island Master is waiting for them to speak first, perhaps also calculating that they will inevitably speak.

After all, compared to the various uncertainties and lack of optimism in the Mou Kingdom and Bailie, the prosperity and thriving of the Yangshan Archipelago are visible to the naked eye. And Wansai Feng is also working under the Island Master, so he will definitely seek welfare for his clansmen.

"The Island Master has great grace to us." Elder Wansai said solemnly, "A-Feng, the clansmen are all willing to work hard to repay the Island Master's kindness and grace."

"I know." Wansai Feng drank the last cup, "I will request the Island Master."

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Rain arrived in the afternoon.

The Yangshan Archipelago, which had been sunny for two months, finally welcomed a hearty rain.

He Lingchuan stood in his office, the Shuyu Pavilion, watching the rain hitting the lotus duckweed on Ding Lake.

"This rain is very sensible. The wheat has been harvested, and the rice has been planted, and then it started to rain." The Yangshan Archipelago and Blade Harbor have to welcome the pre-flood season every year. The so-called "pre-flood" season is a series of rainfall before the flood season truly arrives. In previous years, if this rain came early, it would affect the harvest of winter wheat; if it didn't come or came too late, the drought would be unfavorable for the growth of rice.

Wansai Feng, who was standing behind, stood straight: "Good rain knows the season."

He Lingchuan smiled and returned to the original topic: "Congratulations, promoted to tribal leader."

He and Wansai Feng are superiors and subordinates, but they communicate more smoothly than Wansai Feng and Elder Wansai.

Wansai Feng has already explained his intention: the Bailong people hope to live and work on the island, and they will fight for Yangshan in the future! And he, as the new tribal leader, needs to obtain permission from the Island Master to enter the island as a whole tribe.

He Lingchuan spent so much effort back and forth, isn't it just waiting for this sentence?

So he agreed, appearing light and breezy on the surface, but actually overjoyed.

Wansai Feng was a little worried: "The Lord is generous, but I don't know if others will have any concerns?"

"For example?" He Lingchuan asked knowingly.

Wansai Feng considered his words: "The number of people in my tribe is truly a bit large."

Once the Bailong tribe settles in, among the less than 130,000 residents of the Yangshan Archipelago, more than one-third will be Bailong people.

People tend to group together when they arrive in a foreign land, and the Bailong tribe has a large number of people, and the trouble they bring is more than just forming cliques.

This is the situation that leaders and superiors are most vigilant about.

In fact, both of them understand that there is no "others"? Wansai Feng is just worried that this will trigger He Lingchuan's suspicion of him.

After all, he is now the leader of these 40,000 people.

"If there is?" He Lingchuan asked him back, "What will you do?"

"I will definitely strictly restrain them and order them to abide by the law." Wansai Feng said sternly, "If my clansmen commit a crime, the Lord will only ask me!"

But he didn't mention leaving at all.

The world is so big, and the Bailong tribe and he have nowhere to go.

"Isn't that it? If they commit a crime, I will find you; if they commit a crime, you will be punished." He Lingchuan looked at the distant mountains, "Look, is the Yangshan Archipelago only inhabited by humans?"

Uh, Wansai Feng scratched his head in embarrassment.

It is, the Yangshan Archipelago is different from other places. Here, not only human residential areas are active, but also the descendants of Zhu Xiuer, the Yin Serpent King, and the Siwen King, as well as a large number of bird monsters, and there will only be more monsters in the future.

Counting the monsters, the proportion of Bailong people doesn't seem to be that high.

Just say a Zhu Xiuer, no one knows how many earth-cave spiders are on Pan-Silk Island now, no one can count them.

Anyway, the workers who go to the island to move goods every time only use one word to describe them: dense.

That's at least a few thousand, right? Think about these monster groups, the humans who are neighbors with them have to be more honest and safe.

"I ask you again, do you think the Yangshan Archipelago is very large?"

"At least... not small."

"Compared to Bailie?" He Lingchuan asked him, "Compared to the Ya Kingdom?"

Not to mention the Ya Kingdom, these 40,000 people thrown into Bailie are not obvious at all.

Don't look at Bailie'

"..."

"What if we compare it to the Mou Nation or Beijia?"

Wanqi Feng looked ashamed: "This subordinate understands."

"The outside world is so big, how could we be confined to a few dozen islands?" He Lingchuan stood with his hands behind his back, watching the rain fall like a beaded curtain under the eaves. "When opening up territory, what is most important?"

Wanqi Feng did not hesitate: "People!"

Without people, what use is territory?

Without people, who would guard even the vastest territory? Therefore, the Island Master was not afraid of the mixed composition of newly joined groups; on the contrary, he hoped for as many as possible.

(End of chapter)