The ring connects the past and present, the exiled prince worships me as a god

After arranging everything, Yu Wenzhen sat leisurely in a chair and drank tea.

Thanks to his ancestors' good deeds, there was famine and drought for such a long time, but apart from not having any extra food, he lived a pretty good life.

If Qi Yu could really exchange water for more food, then his life would only be better.

As for Qi Yu, he was not worried since he had the county magistrate with him.

The magistrate, that fat, big-eared man, was the most greedy. He had tried to intimidate the magistrate a lot when he first took office. Now that he knew that the magistrate had divine power, he treated him differently. However, he did not know his secret and would never know it.

On the way back to the place of exile, Jiang Zhi wanted to report to Qi Yu several times, but Qi Yu stopped him with his eyes.

Zhao Li and others breathed a sigh of relief when they saw Qi Yu coming back.

He didn't run away, that's great.

But why did the magistrate come back?

"You stole everything from us, how dare you come back?"

"Water, is that the water we brought back from the village chief's house?"

When the refugees saw the county magistrate, they were all very angry, but when they saw the people following him carrying three full jars of water, they were overjoyed.

Although they had no food, they had water to drink.

"His name is Qi Yu, right? He just said he would make a deal with the village chief to get some water. Did he really do it?"

Some of the fugitives cheered and looked at Qi Yu with admiration.

Qi Yu led the people out of the room and said, "Please wait a moment, sir. I will go get the food."

The master and servant entered the room.

"Your Highness, where do you get your food?"

Jiang Zhi was extremely worried. This dilapidated and desolate house was empty except for dirt, mess and stench. However, Qi Yu raised his lips with great confidence.

"God will help me."

After he finished speaking, he placed his right hand on the jade token at his waist. In just a moment, rice and flour were scattered all over the empty surroundings.

There are ten pounds in one bag, and there are twenty bags in total.

It was like someone was performing a magic trick.

But no matter how powerful a sorcerer is, he doesn't have such ability. Jiang Zhi was stunned.

"Take out half of each and give them away first."

When Jiang Zhi carried out fifty kilograms of rice and fifty kilograms of flour, not only the county magistrate, but also Zhao Li and all the refugees and convicts were stunned.

How come there is so much food in Qi Yu’s room?

"Impossible! My people just searched your room and there was nothing there. Where did these things come from?" the magistrate asked angrily.

Qi Yu just smiled and said, "Since the village chief said that we can go get water tomorrow, then the other half will be delivered tomorrow. I hope the county magistrate and the village chief will keep their word."

"Hmm, so, you still have some in your room?"

The magistrate smiled evilly and waved his hand to send people forward to grab it.

Jiang Zhi stood at the door, raised his toes, and a hoe fell into his palm. He turned his wrist, and the hoe was like a sharp sword, across in front of everyone.

"Who dares!"

It was clearly just an ordinary hoe, but at this moment it seemed to be shining with brilliance, like a sharp sword.

The officers dared not move.

"You little convicts, are you planning to rebel?" the magistrate shouted angrily.

"I dare not. But my Lord, as an official, you must keep your word. You can send people in to seize the remaining food today. My people will not stop you. But from now on, there will be no more food in the entire Huai Village."

Qi Yu spoke slowly, his voice neither loud nor soft, yet it seemed to have a resounding impact.

The frightened magistrate dared not move.

For some reason, he always felt that Qi Yu's words would come true.

Looking at the guards behind him, the magistrate had heard of this man's skills. If he couldn't beat him, he would just run away. Anyway, he came here and took away so much food, so he could have a full meal in the next few days.

"Hmph, then I'll come back tomorrow. I advise you not to play tricks."

The magistrate turned around and was about to leave with his men, but then he seemed to remember something and retreated back to Qi Yu.

He laughed wickedly in a voice that only the two of them could hear, "You're capable, no wonder you even dared to do it to the imperial concubine. I just don't know what it feels like to be an imperial concubine? Hahaha~"

Laughing wildly all the way, the magistrate swaggered away with his fat belly.

Qi Yu's face was cold and his eyes were gloomy.

"Your Highness..."

Others could not hear what the magistrate said just now, but Jiang Zhi, who practiced martial arts, heard it very clearly.

He was about to rush over with the hoe in hand, but Qi Yu stopped him, "I'll deal with him myself later. Tell me, what did you find in Yu Wenzheng's yard just now?"

Jiang Zhi looked around to make sure no one was eavesdropping, then explained, "As Your Highness said, that courtyard is indeed extraordinary. The well was newly built, and the wall behind it is a fake wall. The reason the water in the well has stopped is exactly the same as the mechanism Your Highness designed when he was young. When the mechanism is turned on, the water is released, and when it is turned off, the water is cut off. It is manually controlled."

Jiang Zhi said, "Your Highness, the village chief is not connected to any gods at all. There is a secret stream behind his yard, and he has surrounded the stream with bricks, so it cannot be seen from the outside."

When Qi Yu saw the newly built ancient well with his own eyes, he was sure that there was something wrong with the village chief.

I also roughly guessed the reason why the ancient well had no water.

But why would the village chief do this?

Seeing Zhao Li and his men approaching him, Qi Yu whispered, "Cover me. I'll visit Yu Wenzheng's house later."

"Yes."

Zhao Li asked Qi Yu what happened to the grain that the magistrate took away, but Qi Yu dismissed it by saying it was a gift from God. Zhao Li wanted to ask more, but Qi Yu used the water he got from Yu Wenzhen to change the subject.

Qi Yu and Jiang Zhi did not show any signs of abnormality throughout the afternoon. They worked diligently with other convicts to build the temple until dusk. Everyone was asleep. Jiang Zhi stayed behind to guard the position, while Qi Yu used his lightness skills to disappear into the night.

Yu's house.

If Qi Yu had not come here in person, he would never have believed that there were people patrolling and guarding the home of the village chief of the small Huai Village.

Based on his memory from the day, he easily avoided the crowd and came to the ancient well.

Yu Wenzhen must have been too confident, as apart from the patrol outside, there was no one at the ancient well.

He knocked on the hollow wall and confirmed that there was a secret door. He opened the secret door and saw the hidden stream that Jiang Zhi had mentioned.

The stream and the ancient well were connected by a bamboo pipe, and on the other side was the water pressure point of the ancient well. There was nothing unusual around.

When a stream appeared in the home of a village chief, why did he say that it was a communication with the gods? And why did he only open the gate to release water once every three days?

Qi Yu, full of doubts, returned to the main hall where Yu Wenzhen had invited them to drink tea during the day. The room was not big and the tables and chairs were very old, but it was easy to tell that the quality of the fine golden wood was very good.

There was a study behind the main hall. After making sure that there was no one around, Qi Yu climbed in through the window. Sure enough, he found a thin account book among several books.

There are some strange numbers recorded on it.

It looked like a birthday, but also like a sum of money. He couldn't figure it out, so he crowded it all into his head.

Since he was a child, his master said that he was extremely intelligent and had a photographic memory.

Before leaving, he looked at the tea on the table, raised the teacup and poured it into a cup. Looking at the fine celadon, Qi Yu suddenly remembered the days when he was in the palace.

He often sat at his desk with a cup of tea, sharing his father's worries.

Now, he has fallen to such a state.

Qi Yu sneered, raised the teacup and drank it all in one gulp. The bitter tea went down his throat like a cup of strong liquor. Although it did not pass through his intestines, it was just as bitter and hard to drink.

"The gods have helped me so much, so this cup of tea should be offered to them."

He muttered unconsciously, and his right hand accidentally touched the jade token. Who knew that the next moment, the teacup in his hand disappeared.