As soon as Zhou Yingzhao said these words, the expressions of the four patriarchs instantly became ugly.

They didn't expect that the Deshun County Prince's Mansion would really stand up for Chen Yang.

If you promise Chen Yang, the cinnamon soil is really precious.

But if you don't agree, then Zhou Yingzhao might not be able to pass the test. Although they belonged to an eighth-rank family, they were equivalent to larger ants when facing the Deshun County Palace.

Seeing that the four of them were shaken, Chen Yang hit the railway while it was hot: "Everyone should know that Sect Master Wang is coming to my Chencheng."

"The current situation of the young sect master is a bit difficult, but after all, he is the son of the sect master, so it is relatively easy to change the vassal family to another head."

"What do you say?"

Young Sect Master!

For a moment, the Long family leader became restless.

Chen Yang said it well, even if Wang Shuo was nothing in Wang Hu's heart, it would be very easy to clean them up.

What's more, it's not to destroy their family, but to change the obedient head of the family, that's easier.

Immediately, Patriarch Long looked at the other three Patriarchs. From the eyes of the three Patriarchs, Patriarch Long read the same information as himself.

"We promise Chen Patriarch." Long Patriarch thought again and again and decided to compromise.

If you reject Chen Yang, you will not only hate the Prince of Deshun, but you will not even be able to guarantee your position as the head of the family.

Since that's the case, it's better to sell Deshun County King's face.

When Chen Yang heard this, a smile formed on the corner of his mouth, "You will never regret the decision you made today."

After saying goodbye to the four vassal families of the Imperial Beast Sect, Chen Yang and Zhou Yingzhao visited the remaining eighth-rank families one after another.

After Chen Yang's well-founded persuasion, in conjunction with the sale of food, the 30% discount given.

Coupled with a little threat from Yingzhao last week, these noble families weighed the pros and cons and finally agreed to Chen Yang.

After successfully instigating many aristocratic families, Chen Yang spent the rest of his time in the inn, waiting for the meeting to be held.

The sunset and the moon rose, and in the blink of an eye, the meeting was officially held in the prefectural shepherd's house.

"Lord State Shepherd, all the patriarchs. The beasts' rebellion has caused all the land in Jiangzhou to be desolate, and the people of Jiangzhou are even more caught in fire and water."

"Fortunately, with God's mercy, my Chen family in Nanyang County found cinnamon soil and developed a method of using cinnamon soil to cultivate rice."

"Today, a certain Song dared to represent all the aristocratic families, and asked the owner of the Chen family to take care of the friendship of the Dagan family and sell the cinnamon to me."

"As for the price, I am willing to double or even triple the price, and I will never let my heroes in Jiangzhou suffer losses!"

In the State Shepherd's Mansion, in the discussion hall, Patriarch Song was so impassioned that he was about to promote Chen Yang to the position of a saint.

And after he finished speaking, he deliberately bowed to Chen Yang, and the moment he bent down, a glint of pride flashed in his eyes.

Well, I just want to rely on the general trend to crush you. You obviously don't want to trade, but you have to trade!

What Song Patriarch didn't know was that the rest of the eighth-rank family were all watching Patriarch Song's performance indifferently.

After listening to Patriarch Song's speech, Chen Yang smiled and applauded, "Patriarch Song is very eloquent. If you were not from the Song family, I would have recruited you to my Chen family."

Hearing Chen Yang's slightly sarcastic words, Song Patriarch dismissed it.

Anyway, sooner or later you have to sell cinnamon, so irony is ironic.

"However, I don't sell it."

Song Patriarch leaked a smug smile, I knew you would definitely sell it... Wait!

"Patriarch Chen, what did you say? You don't sell?" Patriarch Song looked at Chen Yang in a different way, and then quickly reacted. If you don't sell, there is a way to deal with it.

Immediately, Patriarch Song looked distressed, "Patriarch Chen, you... ah! Patriarch Chen, this is about the lives of the people of Jiangzhou. How could you do this?"

"And it's not just the common people, it's also about the grade of the Jiangzhou family. Could it be that you want to watch all the families in Jiangzhou fall in grade and decline?"

Song Patriarch's words completely spoke to the hearts of all Patriarchs.

Could it be that Chen Yang was fighting to make their grades decline, so that they could take advantage of the opportunity to rise?

The more people think about it, the more they realize that this is the case. Once their rank declines, the spirit stone business will definitely not be able to survive.

In a short period of time, the entire Jiangzhou is afraid that only the Chen family is the ninth-rank family. At that time, wouldn't it be able to swallow everyone's business?

After thinking about the stakes, a group of ninth-rank families looked at Chen Yang with cold eyes, and some of the family owners even started scolding.

"Chen Yang! I thought that as a disciple of the Prince of Deshun, you must think about the lives of the people of Jiangzhou."

"I didn't expect that you would put the lives of hundreds of millions of people in Jiangzhou in vain for the development of the Chen family!"

"That's right, Chen Yang, you are forcing us to die. If this is the case, we will not care about the Prince of Deshun, and we will drag your Chen family back even if we die!"

"That's right, we can't survive horizontally or vertically, so don't be so ruthless, I don't believe it, my ancestors tried their best to assassinate, and they couldn't take the lives of your Chen family!"

Hearing the voices of insults and threats, Song Patriarch looked at Chen Yang proudly, what are you going to do now?

Seeing this, Chen Yang glanced at the heads of the aristocratic families, "You don't have to worry, my Chen family will naturally not allow your family rank to drop."

"I can't sell you cinnamon soil, but I can sell you food."

Sell ​​food?

All the family owners frowned. If they can buy cinnamon soil, who wants to buy food?

Immediately, the patriarchs discussed in private, saying that they would force Chen Yang to sell cinnamon soil.

"My Chu family is willing to accept the opinion of the Chen family. In addition, if the aristocratic family in Jiangyou County does not agree, then don't blame my Chu family for being ruthless."

Just when all the clan masters were going to refute in unison, the Chu clan, an eighth-rank aristocratic family in Jiangyou County, suddenly spoke out.

The Chu family's words completely disrupted the rhythm of the Song family.

Immediately, the Song family head looked at the Chu family in disbelief, obviously they had already negotiated and forced the Chen family to sell the cinnamon soil together, why did they change their minds?

It is not only the Chu family that makes the Song family unbelievable, but the other eighth-rank families have also spoken out one by one, willing to accept the Chen family's plan to sell food.

Even the rulers of the various counties have spoken out, and those ninth-rank families naturally dare not say much, after all, they don't have the county king as their backing.

In an instant, the Song family immediately felt betrayal.

With both hands pointing at the various noble families, his whole body trembled with anger, "You...you!"

"Okay, I promise." For a moment, Patriarch Song seemed to be aged in his teens, and he agreed in despair.

"What did you promise? When did my Chen family say they would sell it to the Song family?" Chen Yang laughed.

"You... what did you say? You dare not to sell it to the Song family?" The Song family glared at Chen Yang, his aura fluctuated, and he seemed to have a tendency to do it.

"Patriarch Song! Pay attention to your attitude! The business of buying and selling depends on your love and my wishes. Since Patriarch Chen is unwilling to sell it to you, why do you have to force it? Get out!"

Patriarch Long snorted coldly, and then exuded the pressure of the eighth-layer aura, covering Patriarch Song.