Chapter 93

As soon as Zhou Yingzhao said these words, the faces of the four patriarchs instantly became ugly.

They didn't expect that the Deshun County Prince's Mansion would really stand up for Chen Yang.

If you promise Chen Yang, the cinnamon soil is really precious.

But if you don't agree, then Zhou Yingzhao's level, I'm afraid it won't be easy to pass. Although they belonged to an eighth-rank family, they were equivalent to larger ants when facing the Deshun County Palace.

Seeing that the four of them were a little shaken, Chen Yang hit the railway while it was hot: "Everyone should know that Sect Master Wang is coming to my Chencheng."

"The current situation of the young sect master is a bit difficult, but after all, he is the son of the sect master. It is relatively easy to change the vassal family to another family master."

"What do you say?"

Young Master!

For a moment, the Dragon family leader became restless.

Chen Yang said it well, even if Wang Shuo is nothing in Wang Hu's heart, it is still very easy to clean up them.

What's more, it's not to destroy their family, but to change the obedient head of the family, that's easier.

Immediately, Clan Head Long looked at the other three Clan Heads. From the eyes of the three, Clan Head Long read the same information as himself.

"We promise Chen Patriarch." Long Patriarch thought again and again and decided to compromise.

If he refused Chen Yang, he would not only hate the Prince of Deshun, but he would not even be able to guarantee his position as the head of the family.

In this case, it is better to sell Deshun County King a face.

When Chen Yang heard this, a smile formed on the corner of his mouth, "You will never regret the decision you made today."

After saying goodbye to the four major vassal families of the Imperial Beast Sect, Chen Yang and Zhou Yingzhao visited the remaining eighth-rank families one after another.

After Chen Yang's well-founded persuasion, in conjunction with the sale of food, the given 30% discount.

Coupled with a little threat from Ying Zhao last week, these families weighed the pros and cons and finally agreed to Chen Yang.

After successfully instigating many aristocratic families, Chen Yang then spent all his time in the inn, waiting for the meeting to be held.

The sunset and the moon rose, and in a blink of an eye, the meeting was officially held in the State Shepherd's House.

"Lord State Shepherd, all the patriarchs. The demonic beasts rioted, causing all the land in Jiangzhou to be desolate, and the people of Jiangzhou were caught in fire and water."

"Fortunately, with God's mercy, my Chen family in Nanyang County found cinnamon soil and developed a method of cultivating rice with cinnamon soil."

"Today, a certain Song Dynasty dared to represent the various families, and asked the owner of the Chen family to take care of the friendship of the Dagan family and sell the cinnamon to me."

"As for the price, I am willing to double or even triple the price, and I will never let my heroes in Jiangzhou suffer losses!"

In the State Shepherd's Mansion, in the discussion hall, Song Patriarch was so impassioned that he was about to hold Chen Yang to the position of a saint.

And after he finished speaking, he deliberately bowed to Chen Yang, and the moment he bent down, a glint of pride flashed in his eyes.

How, I just want to rely on the general trend to crush you. You obviously don't want to trade, but you have to trade!

What Song Patriarch didn't know was that the rest of the eighth-rank family were all watching Patriarch Song's performance indifferently.

After listening to Patriarch Song's speech, Chen Yang smiled and applauded, "Patriarch Song is very eloquent. If you were not from the Song family, I would have recruited you to my Chen family."

Listening to Chen Yang's slightly ironic words, Song Patriarch dismissed it.

Anyway, sooner or later you have to sell cinnamon, irony is ironic.

"However, I don't sell it."

Song Patriarch leaked a smug smile, I knew you would definitely sell it... Wait!

"What did you say, Patriarch Chen? You don't sell?" Patriarch Song looked at Chen Yang in a different way, and then quickly reacted. If you don't sell, there is a natural way to deal with it.

Immediately, Patriarch Song looked distressed, "Patriarch Chen, you... ah! Patriarch Chen, this is about the lives of the people of Jiangzhou, how can you do this?"

"And not only the common people, but also the grade of the Jiangzhou family,

Could it be that you want to watch all the aristocratic families in Jiangzhou fall in rank and decline? "

Song Patriarch's words completely spoke to the hearts of all Patriarchs.

Could it be that Chen Yang was fighting to make their grades decline, so that they could take the opportunity to rise?

The more everyone thought about it, the more they realized that this was the case. Once their rank declined, the spirit stone business would definitely not be able to survive.

In a short period of time, the entire Jiangzhou is afraid that only the Chen family is the ninth-rank family. At that time, won't it be able to swallow up everyone's business?

After thinking about the stakes, a group of ninth-grade aristocratic families looked at Chen Yang with cold eyes, and some of the family owners even started scolding.

"Chen Yang! I thought that as a disciple of the Deshun County King, you must think about the lives of the people in Jiangzhou."

"I didn't expect that you would put the lives of hundreds of millions of people in Jiangzhou in vain for the development of the Chen family!"

"That's right, Chen Yang, you are forcing us to die. If this is the case, we will not care about the King of Deshun, and we will drag your Chen family to the back!"

"That's it, we can't survive horizontally or vertically, so don't be so ruthless, I don't believe it, my ancestors tried their best to assassinate, and they couldn't take the lives of your Chen family!"

Hearing the voices of insults and threats, Song Patriarch looked at Chen Yang proudly, what are you going to do now?

Seeing this, Chen Yang glanced at the heads of the aristocratic families, "You don't have to worry, my Chen family will naturally not allow your family rank to fall."

"I can't sell you cinnamon soil, but I can sell you grain."

Sell ​​food?

All the family owners frowned, who can buy cinnamon soil, who wants to buy food?

Immediately, the patriarchs discussed in private that they would force Chen Yang to sell the cinnamon soil.

"My Chu family is willing to accept the opinion of the Chen family. In addition, if the aristocratic family in Jiangyou County does not agree, then don't blame my Chu family for being ruthless."

Just when the family heads were about to refute in unison, the Chu family, an eighth-rank aristocratic family in Jiangyou County, suddenly spoke out.

The Chu family's words completely disrupted the rhythm of the Song family.

Immediately, the Song family head looked at the Chu family in disbelief. It was obvious that they had already discussed it, and they forced the Chen family to sell the cinnamon soil together.

It was not only the Chu family that made the Song family unbelievable, but the other eighth-rank families also spoke out one after another, willing to accept the Chen family's plan to sell food.

Even the rulers of the various counties have spoken, and those ninth-rank families naturally dare not say much, after all, they do not have the king of the county as their backing.

In an instant, Song Patriarch felt betrayal.

Pointing at the various families with both hands, his body trembled with anger, "You...you!"

"Okay, I promise." For a moment, Song Patriarch agreed in despair as if he was a teenager.

"What did you promise? When did my Chen family say I would sell it to the Song family?" Chen Yang laughed.

"You... What did you say? You dare not sell it to the Song family?" The Song family glared at Chen Yang, his aura fluctuated, and he seemed to have a tendency to do it.

"Patriarch Song! Pay attention to your attitude! The business of buying and selling is about your love and my wishes. Since Patriarch Chen is unwilling to sell it to you, why should you force each other? Get out!"

Patriarch Long snorted coldly, and then exuded the pressure of the eighth-layer aura, covering Patriarch Song.