With a warehouse full of supplies, I stood alone as king in this chaotic world, gun in hand.

Huo Jing and Nangong Xiao looked and saw that the place she was pointing to was the southern border of the Western Yan Kingdom.

"This place is Jianggang Prefecture!"

"Yes, I want to build a modern city in Jianggang Prefecture."

"Then tell me why you chose Jianggang Prefecture?" Huo Jing asked her.

Jianggang Prefecture was a desolate land in the southeast of the Western Yan Kingdom, separated from the Eastern Jin Kingdom by a river, and the area along the river was mostly cliffs.

Although the riverbanks provided a natural barrier, bandits from the Eastern Jin Dynasty frequently crossed over to rob the villagers, causing them great distress and forcing many to move away.

The southwest borders the Southern Qi Kingdom. There have been no major wars between the two countries before, but there are disputes over the border territory, and minor frictions often occur.

It is said that it is the place where the most bandits gather. In the past, when princes chose their fiefdoms, they would avoid Jianggang Prefecture like the plague. But she chose such a bad place.

"There are several reasons," Nangong Wu explained to them.

"Firstly, there is the climate here. I have had people investigate this place over the past few years. It has mild winters and cool summers, and very few extreme high temperatures or cold spells, making it the most suitable place for people to live."

Secondly, the land here is fertile, and once we move there, we can cultivate a large amount of wasteland.

The biggest advantage is that it is located in the middle and lower reaches of the Lijiang River, where the water source is abundant during the rainy season. We can use the wide river valley terrain to build a reservoir to intercept and store floodwaters, which will facilitate agricultural irrigation during the dry season. We also need to build a hydroelectric power station to achieve comprehensive utilization of water resources. It will have a great impact!

Thirdly, this place is the border area of ​​the Western Yan, Eastern Jin, and Southern Qi kingdoms, which will greatly facilitate trade in the future! In short, this land looks useless now, but I will turn it into a treasure in the future…”

"Wuwu, wait a minute!" Huo Jing was a little confused and quickly told her to stop. "What did you just say about a hydroelectric power station? I don't quite understand."

"It has many benefits, such as generating electricity for lighting, cooking, etc. We won't need to use oil lamps and candles at night anymore..." Nangong Wu explained to them simply.

She has been here for more than four years. Of the several mountains of supplies in the space, she has only taken out weapons. Other high-tech items, such as solar streetlights and solar water heaters, have not been taken out.

Because she subconsciously felt that she wouldn't stay in Kyoto for too long, she didn't make any alterations to the palace.

"I believe in my sister. She always keeps her word." Nangong Xiao believed in Nangong Wu's abilities.

"Alright." Huo Jing made a big decision in his heart. "Then we'll send some people over first. When the time comes, we'll abandon everything in the Prince's Mansion and move there with our whole family."

"No! I want to go there myself first," Nangong Wu said.

Everything is in her space, so sending some people there first won't have a significant effect.

Just then, Aiqi's voice came from inside the space, "Master, Zhou Shaorong has woken up."

This bastard was unconscious for more than two days before finally waking up.

With a thought, Nangong Wu pulled Zhou Shaorong out of the space.

She pulled too hard, and Zhou Shaorong was slammed to the ground with a loud "thud!"

"Ouch!" Zhou Shaorong cried out in pain as he was thrown to the ground. He got up and cursed, "Whoever dares to throw me, I'll make them pay..."

When he saw the three people in front of him clearly, the words he was about to say got stuck in his throat.

"Nangong Wu, what are you doing here...?"

Nangong Wu sneered, "Looks like you haven't lost your mind after sleeping for more than two days. You still remember who I am?"

"Where am I?" Zhou Shaorong realized he was in the wrong place.

"The Prince of Zhenyuan's Mansion," Nangong Wu kindly told him.

"What? The Prince of Zhenyuan's Mansion..." Zhou Shaorong's face turned ashen upon hearing this.

"You wretched thing!" Huo Jing was furious when he saw this person and smashed the teacup in his hand.

"Bang!" The teacup smashed right onto Zhou Shaorong's forehead, instantly leaving a bloody gash.

The pain in his head actually calmed Zhou Shaorong down a bit. "You dare hit me? Do you know who I am now?"

"What's your identity?" Nangong Wu stood up and walked up to him, looking down at him. "Are you Ling Yangzi's illegitimate son?"

She made that up.

I used to think that he had some special relationship with Xuan Qingzi, and that he was willing to shorten his own lifespan to lend him the original owner's fate and luck.

However, Ling Yangzi brought this person to Changyang Temple and even closed the temple gates for him for several years, competing with her for the Seven-Colored Lotus, which shows that his background hides an unknown secret.

"Nangong Wu, what nonsense are you spouting? Abbot Ling is my master!" Zhou Shaorong shouted at her fiercely, but a hint of panic flashed in his eyes.

Upon hearing Nangong Wu's words, Nangong Xiao also stood up and carefully examined Zhou Shaorong's face.

"Sister, this person has a pointed mouth and monkey-like face, and does look somewhat similar to Ling Yangzi."

"Oh?" Nangong Wu was surprised. Could it be that she guessed correctly?

"Brother, have you met Ling Yangzi?"

She had seen Ling Yangzi that night, but he was a bit far away and it was dark, so she couldn't see his face clearly.

"I've seen him a few times." Nangong Xiao looked at Zhou Shaorong's face, then suddenly walked to a desk, picked up a brush, dipped it in ink, and began to draw on a piece of Xuan paper.

"You bastard, you hurt my precious daughter!" Huo Jing was furious at what the Zhou family had done to his daughter, and kicked Zhou Shaorong hard in the chest again.

He used a lot of force in that kick, causing Zhou Shaorong to spit out a mouthful of blood.

"puff!"

"Father!" Nangong hurriedly grabbed Huo Jing. "He's still useful; we can't let him die so easily now!"

Since Ling Yangzi values ​​Zhou Shaorong so much, she should make good use of him.

"Hmph!" Huo Jing lowered his fist when he heard his daughter say that she was still useful.

"Daughter, when he's no longer useful, leave him for your father to kill personally." Huo Jing hated the Zhou family to the extreme.

The suffering my daughter has endured is all caused by the Zhou family. I really want to beat Zhou Shaorong to death right now.

But Zhou Shaorong didn't seem afraid of them. He got up and said angrily, "Nangong Wu, Huo Jing! If my master finds out that you dared to capture me, he will definitely not let you off."

"Ling Yangzi won't let us go?" Nangong Wu suddenly remembered that this bastard didn't know that Changyang Temple had been bombed.

"Zhou Shaorong, I have destroyed Changyang Temple. Yun Muzi has broken ties with Lingyangzi and left with his disciples! Now Lingyangzi is nothing but a stray dog."

"What...impossible!" Zhou Shaorong shook his head in disbelief. "My master is the best in the world. How dare you attack Changyang Temple?"

Nangong Wu didn't want to talk to him anymore; whether he believed her or not didn't matter much.

A while later, Nangong Xiao finished drawing a portrait. "This person is Ling Yangzi. Take a look."