Inheriting A Divine Cultivation Clan At The Start, All My Juniors Are Empresses

Zong Qianqun’s answer was very decisive: "Because I like Sect Leader Senior Brother, I like him, and I feel this liking is already slowly turning into love. So I think following behind him is completely normal."

Xun Xian: "..."

Her face went red. Was this a live PDA show or what?! But thinking about it, that did make sense. She looked at the low, distant mountains on the horizon. "People from the Great Tang Prison are here, people from the Celestial Capital Department are here, and there are even some forces I’ve never even heard of. All of this gathering together, this in itself proves how formidable he is."

Zong Qianqun nodded. She stood quietly at Xun Xian’s side. "But he’s never thought of himself as that amazing. There’s still a very, very long road ahead for all of this."

"Who knows what this world will end up becoming."

"We’ll just take it slow!"

Xun Xian froze for a moment, then couldn’t help turning her head to look at the face of the peerlessly beautiful woman beside her. Finally a thought rose in her heart: "Yeah, take it slow. Who knows what this world will become."

...

In Xufu Town, Yuchi arrived at the yamen. The yamen was decked out with lanterns and decorations for the New Year, but the Government Officials inside had already gone on holiday, so the place looked neat and clean.

Yuchi found his second brother and chatted with Wei Fei for a long time. He also got to see his second brother’s child. The child still couldn’t speak yet, but looked quite good—he had completely inherited his second brother’s outrageous good looks.

Really not bad.

Of course, honestly speaking, mainly because Yuchi wasn’t home all year round, and little Ximo’s situation was relatively special now, Wei Fei’s child didn’t stir that much feeling in him. He definitely liked the kid, but it still wasn’t at the level of little Ximo—after all, he hadn’t watched this one grow up.

When he finally went to see the County Magistrate, the County Magistrate looked at Yuchi as if he had already guessed something. He had all unrelated people cleared out, thanked Yuchi for the tea and other gifts, then asked rather awkwardly, "President Yuchi, is there anything our yamen can help with?"

The County Magistrate had gotten a lot sharper by now. Yuchi usually didn’t come to the yamen. If he showed up, either something big had happened, or the yamen’s work hadn’t been good enough. Even though Yuchi hadn’t stated his purpose yet, it probably wasn’t the latter, since the yamen’s reputation these days was actually quite decent.

It might not satisfy absolutely everyone, but the reputation was definitely solid. The common folk were gradually coming to trust the yamen, feeling there were indeed matters the yamen could help with, unlike before when it was just a bunch of useless good-for-nothings.

Yuchi smiled broadly. "My Lord, no need to be so tense. It’s New Year’s; can’t I come pay my respects? You’ve worn yourself out over Xufu Town this year. I’m here just like any other citizen of Xufu Town, to offer you my heartfelt thanks!"

County Magistrate: "..."

Danger!

No one comes to the temple for no reason; this guy opens his mouth with flattery, who knows what he’s about to bring up next? Not to mention I’m just a runner—if we’re talking about who really holds Xufu Town up, that’s you, honest old Yuchi.

So Yuchi stopped beating around the bush. "Here’s the thing. After this New Year, I’m going to, in a short time, bring in more clothing families from their own towns to Xufu Town. The scale should be double that of the year before last."

"And of course, because of this economies-of-scale effect, a lot of other families will be willing to come to Xufu Town as well. So this year, conservatively, I estimate more than two million people will be moving into Xufu Town. That means Xufu Town needs to be ready with housing, and also with a lot of clinics, schools, and so on."

"Right now Xufu Town already has over one million people. Counting this year’s two million, by next New Year we should have more than three million residents. That’s already the population of a city like Jiangzhou City. So this is putting very high demands on our yamen and the others."

County Magistrate: "..."

Fuck, if you were going to stay quiet that’d be one thing, but the moment you open your mouth you drop something like this?! Or does this honest Yuchi have some kind of informants in Xufu Town?! The Xufu clan had just barely finished a stable consolidation this year, everything had just been integrated, and they were only beginning to feel a bit of ease—and now there’s going to be even greater pressure?!

Good lord, we’re really going to get two million people at once? If we calculate twenty people per household, that’s another hundred thousand-plus houses we need to build, right?

"Wow!"

And how are we even supposed to pull that off? Why would people from other towns be willing to move here? The major families in other towns are all under sect control, pressed down by the sects so they don’t dare move... Unless... unless... The County Magistrate didn’t even dare follow that line of thought any further. This really was one of those "if he doesn’t come, fine; once he comes, I panic like crazy" situations.

"As for the actual silver and gold, don’t worry. I’ve already discussed it with my eldest brother. The Chamber of Commerce can very easily raise that amount. After the previous successful construction, the major families will strongly support Xufu Town’s expansion. With this many families, if each of them casually puts up a bit of money, let alone two million people—even ten million people, we can still settle them."

"Clothing Town is not a joke."