The First Dude: Dark Emperor, Come To Fight!

People come in and out of Wubao from time to time, either going out to work with farm tools or returning home loaded with food.

The people here are all filled with happy smiles, and there are no traces of the miserable appearance that they once had, with ragged clothes, yellow faces, and thin muscles.

As they walked towards Xiacheng, everyone found that the scenery was more beautiful, with streams that had never been seen before flowing so clear that they could see the bottom, and there were many busy figures in the fields.

People who had been here before were completely confused and wondered if they had gone to the wrong place.

"This kind of Wubao can be used by ordinary people to live in and be guarded by soldiers. During war, it is a powerful offensive and defensive weapon!" A military general couldn't help but sigh.

"I didn't expect that young Prince Ning, who usually acts out of tune, would have such a great talent in governance. He is truly worthy of being the heir to Prince Ning's palace."

"Yes! If I hadn't come here in person this time, I would never believe it if others told me."

"If this formation is introduced to other places, the effect will probably be even better." Someone came up with an idea.

"Don't even think about it. Ning Xi can only get in and out."

"Is this really changed by that dude in Ning Xi? I don't really believe it."

"How about asking a few people to ask?"

"Okay, let's find a few people and ask."

The two officials moved forward and stopped several people carrying hoes who were about to go to the fields.

"Fellow fellows, please stay." An official said politely with a smile.

A middle-aged man among the people looked at the two of them inexplicably, "What's wrong with you?"

"We were invited to attend the Xiacheng trade fair, so we would like to ask a few questions." The official was obviously testing.

The middle-aged man was not surprised at all, "So you are here to participate in the trade fair. You are really in for a treat."

"The trade fair will be held in half a month. There will be many special products of our Xiacheng on display. You can buy some and take them back. You will definitely not lose money." The middle-aged man unconsciously showed a proud look.

The official was very surprised when he saw this. He didn't expect the ordinary people in Xiacheng to know about the trade fair so clearly.

"I remember it was not like this when I came here a few years ago. Not to mention sparsely populated, there were wastelands everywhere. When I came here today, I thought I was in the wrong place." He joked.

The look of pride on the middle-aged man's face was even worse, "Of course, how can we compare the past and the present? This only changed after the Lord came."

"The lord the fellow said is the young prince Ning?" the official asked again.

The middle-aged man nodded matter-of-factly: "Of course it is the young prince, otherwise who would have such great ability to let us live such a good life now."

The people of Xia City are obviously the same as their lords. They don't understand what modesty is!

"Listen to my fellow villagers, are you living a good life now?" The official found that these people seemed to have great admiration for Ning Xi.

"Of course. In the past, the family often didn't have enough food and clothing, and even two people would starve to death every year. In autumn and winter, they would become refugees and go out looking for a way out. Bandits and bandits were even more rampant. It was difficult for people to survive here. .”

"But since Prince Ning came, all the bandits and bandits have been wiped out, and the bad guys have been made to work as coolies to build the city and roads. We no longer have to worry about being robbed."

"The young prince also asked the Ning family army to help us reclaim a lot of wasteland to grow food and flowers. Everyone can be assigned a few acres of land to cultivate, and the tax is still very low."