The Ancient Growth Diary of a Little Zombie

But before Yun Yi could respond, a rough male voice in the crowd spoke first with a cheerful voice.

"Oh~ Don't worry, Grandpa, Mr. Yun told me that he has a bad stomach and likes to eat soft food~

Hey, Mr. Yun, don't you agree?

When Yun Yi's name was called, his small eyes widened instantly, filled with big question marks.

???

Who likes to live off others?

Did I tell you that at the time???

Why is this person spreading rumors in front of me?

Yun Yi was about to speak out to refute and clarify the rumor, but out of the corner of his eye he caught a glimpse of the old man opposite him, whose face was cautious and concerned.

The words that were on the tip of his tongue somehow took eighteen turns the moment they were spoken, and in the end he didn't even know what he was saying.

"Ah, yes, yes, he's right, old man. I usually like to eat soft rice."

......

Quiet.

Deadly quiet.

"Hehehe~ Sir, you're joking. Come on, have a bowl of porridge first to fill your stomach. I'll show you some of our village's new crops later."

The scene was silent for a while before the old ancestor laughed awkwardly twice, breaking the stagnant air around him.

He glared calmly while speaking, at the young ladies and wives who had been standing behind Yun Yi, who were now desperately retreating as if they had seen some monstrous beast.

Yun Yi, who was so embarrassed that his scalp was tingling and his toes were tapping the ground because of his own words, felt like he had been pardoned after hearing the old man's words. He had no time to care about the strange looks others cast on him.

I just wanted to use the excuse of drinking porridge to quickly bury my face, which had been thrown away for a long time and I didn’t know where it was, deep in the bowl to hide it.

But he had just picked up the bowl of porridge in front of him and hadn't even had time to lower his head when his movements froze.

Then the old man's voice came again from the opposite side.

"Sir, I heard that Shishi really became an official. She's even a king of some other surname."

Hearing the old man asking about serious matters, Yun Yi didn't continue to be awkward.

After coughing twice uncomfortably to ease the embarrassment, he gently put down the bowl of wild vegetable porridge he had just picked up, then looked up at the old man and nodded with a smile.

"Old Master, yes!"

He answered concisely and affirmatively, and with his hungry stomach, he quickly picked up the bowl of wild vegetable porridge that had not been opened yet.

Just as his lips were about to touch the edge of the bowl, the old man opposite asked again.

"Haha~ Then I wonder what rank our Shishi, the king of a different surname, holds, what specific affairs she oversees, and how much her salary is?"

It is no wonder that the ancestor is knowledgeable and experienced, as he got to the point right away.

Yun Yi once again silently put down the wild vegetable porridge in his hand, frowned and lowered his eyes, looking thoughtful.

Logically speaking, this prince should be of the first rank, but the little girl's position as prince has not been confirmed yet, so it is not easy for him to make a rash conclusion at the moment.

Although I know that the divine seed offered by the little girl will definitely not be wrong, what if someone interferes and causes trouble?

"Old Master, Uncle Sang, I won't hide it from you either, because all the officials in the court are questioning the production of the divine seeds.

Your Majesty has only issued the decree to confer the title of king, although he has already bestowed a lot of gold and silver rewards.

But you asked about the job responsibilities and salary.

I think we have to wait until the divine seed in the capital matures and silences the officials in the capital and the people of the world.

Your Majesty will make a final decision at the Prince's enthronement ceremony."

After thinking it over again and again, Yun Yi decided to tell the truth about what he knew.

After hearing this, the old ancestor nodded as if he had suddenly understood something, but in fact he had already started cursing in his heart.

Pooh!

No wonder people say that all officials are bad people!

These bastards are fooling fools!

Isn't it said that that old fellow Huo Lingxing is a prince of the current dynasty and the younger brother of the current emperor, who is born of the same mother?

What's wrong?

He is a prince and also a brother, but what he saw with his own eyes is useless?

Is the testimony of him, a prince, and his son, a general, so insignificant?

If they said that the little girl was only given a small official title of seventh rank, or that she was a princess or county lady in name only.

He probably believed it and accepted it.

But he happened to be a prince of the first rank.

Putting aside the precedent of a woman being crowned king in any dynasty, it's all just empty talk from them.

Even if what Yun Yi said was true, it was hard not to suspect that this was just a delaying tactic.

By the time the divine seeds they planted in the capital mature, if the yield of the divine seeds does not meet the standards, then these farmers who have served the divine seeds may still be useful.

I am afraid that by then the output of the divine seeds will reach their expectations in one fell swoop.

I'm afraid that except for the little girl, all of them who had offended the prince and general of the current dynasty would suddenly become useless and rebellious criminals.

By then, the only thing waiting for them is probably death, where they are abandoned after their usefulness has been exhausted.

The old ancestor, who did not understand the situation in the court, secretly analyzed the pros and cons in his mind, and when he looked up at Yun Yi, there was a hint of murderous intent in his eyes.

"I heard that you brought quite a few people back this time?

I wonder if they have a place to stay?

If you don't mind, why not invite them to come and hang out in Sangjia Village?

We can't afford all the delicacies, but if we farmers can get a full meal together, I think we can still make it."

Hearing this, Yun Yi looked at the edge of the bowl, which was once again only inches away from his lips, and let out an almost imperceptible sigh.

Although he was reluctant this time, he finally let go of the hand holding the bowl, then raised it and waved it gently.

"Haha~ I'm afraid this will reject your good intentions, old master.

Let’s not talk about whether our village can accommodate so many people.

When we arrived, the general repeatedly instructed us not to disrupt the normal life of the village."

Yun Yi was keenly aware of the change in the old man's eyes as he looked at him.

But since he only heard the old man's words full of concern, he didn't think much about it.

I just thought that the sudden light in the old man's eyes was caused by his excitement when he heard that the little girl had become an official.

The old ancestor asked this question as a test, but when he heard Yun Yi's straightforward and decisive refusal, a hint of surprise and hesitation flashed in his originally determined eyes.

"Oh?

Our village can’t even accommodate them, so how many people are coming?”

For a moment, the old ancestor was unsure and continued to test the waters by asking questions even though he knew the answer.

Upon hearing this, Yun Yi just raised his hand silently and made a five gesture.

The old ancestor was immediately surprised when he saw this, and let out an exaggerated "wow".

"Wow~ so many people come here!

If they don’t go into the village, what do they eat and where do they live?

What else does it mean that it cannot interfere with our normal life?

If the villagers meet them on a daily basis, can they talk to them?

If there are any taboos, sir, you must tell us clearly in advance.

Don't let these talkative, ignorant, and tactless peasants in the village offend the soldiers!"