Chapter 50 Not a bad guy

   "Ginseng seeds?"

   Murong Zhe was surprised, he had never seen ginseng planted before, so he shook his head and said, "No."

   "What about that kind of shop?"

   "There shouldn't be any seed store either. Ginseng is so precious. There are only a handful of people who can see ginseng. Not to mention the seeds. Dad has never seen anyone growing ginseng in his life."

   Murong Ling suddenly realized that this place is no different from the 21st century. People in Xuanqing Kingdom would probably not be able to plant ginseng seeds when they saw it.

   The family continued to walk to the south gate, but when they arrived, they saw a group of people pointing and pointing around the notice board. Murong Zhe vaguely heard the word tax reduction and was suddenly curious.

  The rain in the past few days was too heavy, except for a few households, the life was not very good.

  If the imperial court really ordered a tax cut, it would be a big happy event for Lihua Village.

   Murong Zhe was about to take a look when he saw that two children had already squeezed in, and they squeezed out again after a while.

   Murong said: "Father, the imperial court has cut taxes for autumn, and only half of last year's tax needs to be handed in."

   Half of last year?

  Murong Zhe arrived for the first time. He didn't know how much he paid in Lihua Village last year.

   After returning home and simply having lunch, Murong Zhe took his son out to discuss with the Lizheng family about building a house and land reclamation tomorrow, and also told the Lizheng court about the tax reduction.

   Murong Lingran used the excuse of being tired to stay at home. Although she was the only one in the room, in order to prevent her father and brother from coming back suddenly, she could only let her consciousness enter the space.

   As soon as he closed his eyes, Shenjun Changqi's voice suddenly entered his ears, "Silly girl, you don't even know if you lost something."

   Murong was stunned, what did she lose?

   "If you say you're stupid, you're really stupid. You lost your knife."

What? her knife?

   searched the space, the seven in the box were still lying well.

  Murong suddenly retracted his consciousness, suddenly sat up from the bed, and began to rummage around, searching the entire bamboo house but found nothing.

   was about to ask Changqi Shenjun where she lost it, when she suddenly thought of the person she bumped into on the street today.

   When she followed the stone, she was not completely sure that the other party was a good person, so she put the knife in her arms for self-defense.

When    came out, she was in a hurry to return to the pharmacy, so she forgot to put it back in the space.

   "Finally remembered?"

   Murong Lingran said in surprise: "Then my knife was picked up by the person I hit?"

"Maybe."

   "Don't you know everything? You even know that the flood is coming, but who picked up my knife, wouldn't you know?"

  Shenjun Changqi snorted arrogantly, "My injury hasn't recovered yet, except for things that are dangerous to you, I don't want to waste my spiritual power to find out."

   Murong choked, "Then you can remind me when I lose it."

"did not expect."

   Murong Lingran was suddenly speechless, could it be so unreliable?

   Seeing that her consciousness showed signs of leaving the space, Shenjun Changqi frowned and said, "Where are you going?"

Murong Lingran was about to say that she was going to look for it, but she thought that it had been so long, and she didn't know who had picked it up. Going to the city to find a needle at this time was like looking for a needle in a haystack, and sighed: "Forget it, I not going."

Seeing that she was in a bad mood, Shenjun Changqi said lightly: "Okay, don't worry, I sensed the person's breath when you bumped into that person, it's not a bad person, if he really picked it up, he shouldn't will do bad things."