Quick Transmigration: Pangu is Actually My Brother

Chapter 290 The World of Famine Relief (9)

With more people, all sorts of conflicts will arise. After careful consideration, Wangyou decided to temporarily implement militarized management and then reassess the situation after conquering the world.

Of course, no one was dissatisfied. The army's benefits and treatment were very good. Even if someone was injured or disabled, they would be given a job. If someone died, the compensation would be paid in full, and the family would be provided with appropriate employment.

Because of this benefit, many people who had been living together as a large family without separating have now decided to separate.

Yongding Prefecture began to expand outwards in a stable and rapid manner. Wherever Xie's army went, it brought rain, planting, and distributing food. This led to the upper echelons of many cities wanting to put up a last-ditch resistance, but the people below disagreed. Opening the city gates in the middle of the night was a common occurrence.

Of course, some people were pragmatic and, seeing that Xie's army was attacking, they directly led their troops to surrender the city.

Some couldn't wait and brought their troops from afar to surrender. This was because the Xie family army didn't expand quickly; they focused on developing the local economy first and only continued fighting once everything was stable.

Therefore, in June, although the Xie family seemed to have only occupied the territory of two prefectures, they actually received the troops of at least seven or eight prefectures.

Spring passed and autumn came, and the heavens began to send rain, but war broke out everywhere, and the people continued to wander and suffer.

I heard that Shengjing was captured, and the emperor fled with the remaining troops.

But none of this affected Wangyou. She was raising troops and stockpiling food according to her own pace, trying to avoid using the space or the mall as much as possible. After all, relying on black technology is only temporary, not permanent. If she wanted the people to live in peace, she had to keep up with both military and civilian development.

Six years later, Xie Zhian developed a high-yield rice variety and successfully preserved the seeds. He was so excited that the smile on his face never left his face for several months.

"Something terrible has happened!" Five-year-old Xie Qinggui ran in shouting.

"Qinggui, don't you have too much energy?" Wangyou said with a grin.

"Sister, something really bad has happened! A man who looks a lot like our father has come to the city gate, but he looks much older than our father. Could this be our father's biological father?" Xie Qinggui said with the precocious wisdom of a child.

"Now that you mention it, I'm curious too! Father, Mother, let's go take a look together!" Wangyou was indeed curious; could it be that the emperor had come here?

"Name?"

"Wang...Dali!"

"Are you sure this name can't be changed after it's registered? It will be the same name on your household registration book from now on," the officer in charge of registration at the gate kindly reminded the old man.

"Zhu Zi, come here for a moment." A soldier standing nearby looked at this man and felt that he resembled his master's father somewhat.

"Mantou, what's wrong?"

"Don't you think that old man looks a lot like our master's father?" Mantou whispered.

"Now that you mention it, it's true! Could it really be a relative of our master?" Zhu Zi walked over and took a closer look. It really was exactly the same, except one was the elderly version and the other was the middle-aged version.

"Mantou, I'll watch over it here. Why don't you go and report back?"

"Okay." Mantou nodded, then quickly ran towards the city lord's mansion.

"Wait here, your identities need to be verified!" Zhu Zi summoned a patrol team and led the group, including the old man, aside. Some of them tried to make a move, but the old man stopped them.

The patrolmen also saw the old man's face. After carefully observing the group, the deputy captain in charge immediately assigned a team of highly skilled fighters to guard them.

The rest of the Xie family were also very curious after hearing Xie Qinggui's words, so they all came along.

The group swaggered out of the city lord's mansion and bumped into Mantou, so they decided to come along together.

The people were overjoyed to see the city lord go out, and since Wangyou was young, the people selling snacks always tried to give him some.

After repeatedly refusing the enthusiasm of the people, the group finally arrived at the city gate and saw a group of people being closely guarded by Zhou Dali and his men.

"That old man looks shabby, and his face really does resemble my father's," Xie Qingqu said after glancing at him.

"This is the most miserable royal I've ever seen." Wangyou couldn't help but sigh as she saw the imperial aura dissipating from the man's head.

"Judging from his appearance, he's probably been fleeing famine for several years," Xie Qingci said, stroking his chin. After all, they had heard that the emperor had been overthrown from his horse for five years, but they didn't expect that the emperor was so resilient and was still alive.

"Dad, do you want to acknowledge him?" Xie Qingtian, now a capable and independent woman, couldn't help but ask jokingly.

"Why don't we just not admit it?" Xie Zhian didn't have any major thoughts; his family was doing quite well.

"Father, why don't we just accept it?" Wangyou said after looking at the group of people for a while.

"What?"

“That old man has many capable men under his command, loyal ministers and generals. I want them,” Wangyou said seriously.

“Our daughter has spoken, so let’s acknowledge it. How we treat her is entirely up to us,” He Wenlan said with a wave of her hand. In truth, she knew that her husband still wanted to acknowledge her.

"Master!" Zhou Dali saw Wangyou and the others walk over and hurriedly went up to greet them.

"Dali, you've worked hard!"

"Of course, Master, be careful. There are several guards inside, and one of my subordinates is probably a former general," Zhou Dali whispered.

"It's alright!" Wangyou smiled, because the old man was stunned when he saw Xie Zhian's appearance, and his subordinates were no less so.

“How could there be two people in the world who look exactly alike!” said a man with gray hair who looked like an old scholar.

"Take them back to the city lord's mansion!"

"Yes!"

After Wangyou finished speaking, the Xie family members consciously ran home, while Zhou Dali gestured for the group to follow. The old man mustered his courage and followed.

Actually, Wangyou is a little curious about where the male and female protagonists have gone. She hasn't heard any news about them in all these years and doesn't know if they have become kings or died.

In the city lord's palace.

The two groups looked at each other, and for a moment no one dared to break the silence. The old man stared intently at Xie Zhi'an. Could there really be someone in this world who looked just like him? Judging by his age, he looked like his son, but he had already met his son.

Xie Zhi'an felt uncomfortable seeing the old man staring at him so intently, so he looked at Wangyou and gestured to her as to whether or not she still recognized him as her relative.

"Sit down. I'm sure you're curious about why you look just like my dad, right?"

"Yes, I am indeed curious!"

“It’s very simple. My father should be your son, but he was switched at birth. The one who switched him was a peasant. I’m very curious about how your concubines used to give birth. How could someone switch children in the heavily guarded palace?” Wangyou was genuinely curious.

These schemes involving fake heiresses and fake princes involve families with no connection whatsoever, yet the children are somehow switched or switched at birth.

"This, I don't know either?" The old man had too many women and couldn't remember anything.

"Father, how about we just disown him? Although I'm envious of some of the talented people under him, this old man is just too infuriating." Wangyou rolled her eyes at the old man. Sure enough, emperors are creatures without dogs. She was about to join their ranks, though she wasn't very willing.