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Chapter 141 Harmony between the piano and the harp

Even though his mouth was very painful, he was stunned and speechless when he saw the thick smoke rising from Yunjiazhuangzi at this moment.

"It's on, it's on fire." The village chief pointed blankly at the burning Yunjia Village. They didn't know what to do. At this moment, they really thought that the village chief sent someone to burn the Yunjia Village.

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The chief wanted to explain, but was hit with another stick in the face. This time it was Yun Chu who swung the stick, with the purpose of destroying this guy's ability to speak.

The remaining teeth in Li Chang's mouth were all knocked out by Yun Chu's very restrained stick. Moreover, the connection between his chin and upper jaw was perfectly destroyed. From now on, if he wants to

If you want to eat, you will probably have to drink porridge.

As for speaking, if you can't create an artificial link to hook your chin, you won't be able to think about it in this life.

Looking at the "Woo-Woo" screams of his family, these roughnecks in the countryside could never imagine that they just came here to extort some money and did not intend to make the matter so big.

Now, their village has been burned down, and the smoke is billowing so thickly that it can be seen clearly even from the top of Chang'an City.

What should we do?

The rogue who asked Yun Chu what he was talking about seemed to have some quick wits, so he turned around and ran away. Naha chased after him on a donkey, hitting the rogue on the head with a stick while running.

The rogue was dizzy after being hit. He turned around and rushed towards Naha, who was very close. However, a flying stone hit him right between the eyebrows. A green bag the size of an egg bulged up in an instant. Naha took the opportunity to hit it hard.

, this sturdy rogue immediately fell to the ground.

Yun Chu, who had been observing the fighting situation on Naha's side, saw that Yu Xiurong's slingshot seemed to be shooting really well, so he mobilized his bay-red horse and chased the scoundrels all over the world, knocking them all to the ground with a stick.

At this time, the Yun family's village had turned into a sea of ​​fire.

The surrounding villagers who were busy in the fields shouted and came to put out the fire with various water-filling tools.

Mrs. Cui, Er Fei, and San Fei pulled their hair messy, sat on the ground, patted the ground and cried loudly, just like ordinary country women whose homes were on fire.

Even Gongsun, who knew the whole story, saw his eyes red and felt that there was nothing more tragic in the world than this.

Yu Xiurong saw that Fei Jiu had tied up the gangsters who had been knocked to the ground, and the Wuhou who were responsible for putting out the fire in the city were also rushing to drive the water tanker.

He invited Gongsun to get on the carriage and return to the city together.

Gongsun's mind was in confusion. She felt that she was invited to pick peony flowers today, and she wanted to discuss with Cui whether the price of the quilt was a little low.

Unexpectedly, before the matter was discussed, the Yun family's farm outside the city suffered a disaster.

The most egregious thing was that she could clearly see that Cui personally set the fire with a group of servants.

The suggestion to burn the house down was given by the little girl in front of me.

Now, she was somewhat worried about Yunchu and Naha who were staying where they were.

"Why should a good house be burned down?" When he asked this question, Gongsun felt a little regretful. He should have asked Pei Xingjian this question.

The little girl raised a smile and looked at Gongsun and said: "Those houses are in dilapidated condition, Mr. Yun Lang is ready to demolish them and rebuild them.

Rather than being demolished, it is better to burn it down. In this case, someone may lose money on the house, so Mr. Yun will have money to build a new, beautiful house."

"Yunchu is not short of money."

"It's okay to save some money. Anyway, if you don't use that money, it will be a waste for the government."

"What does the house you burnt have to do with the government or other people?"

"Those scoundrels said that if the Yun family does not pay the water bill of five guan, if the house catches fire, there will be no water to put out the fire, so the house must be burned down by those scoundrels.

According to the law of the Tang Dynasty: for prisoners who deliberately set fire, the severity of the punishment will be determined based on the size of the damage.

For criminals who commit extremely serious crimes, there is no limit to how many houses they may burn, and they must be executed with a stroke of the cane.

I think Mr. Yun Lang will be extra merciful and let those accomplices go, and only target the hateful lieutenant."

Although Gongsun didn't want to ask, she couldn't help but ask: "Why? Why only target the chief?"

"Because Mr. Yun Lang is interested in Qujiang, which has convenient water conservancy, flat land, and rich countryside."

Confused, Gongsun opened the carriage curtain and looked around.

"What's better here?"

"The land in Qujiang is broken up. Most of the people living here are farmers who make a living by growing vegetables and grains. Mr. Yun Lang wants Jinchangfang to become the largest square in Chang'an City. If he takes Qujiang, he will

In the river, we can use the output of vegetables, grain, and livestock in Qujiang River to make up for the shortage of food and vegetables in Jinchangfang, so that Jinchangfang will no longer have any shortcomings."

"So, even if these gangsters don't come to trouble Yun Chu today, Yun Chu will take the initiative to come to trouble them, right?"

"It's like this. If the head of Qujiangli is an elder who treats things fairly and is supported by the people of Qujiangli, then Mr. Yunlang can only stop and do anything about Qujiangli's ideas.

No.

Fortunately, the chief here is a scoundrel who has committed many evil deeds, which gives Mr. Yunlang an opportunity to take advantage of him.

It’s better to choose a day than to hit it. Now that we have met, it’s time to get down to business together.”

Gongsun moved his body outside the carriage, looked into Yu Xiurong's crystal eyes and said, "You are truly a match made in heaven."

Yu Xiurong sighed and said: "This little girl has lost her parents and has no relatives or friends. She wants to have a shelter from the wind and rain in Chang'an City. The hardships she has gone through cannot be explained clearly in a short while.

Mr. Yun Lang knew that I had set fire to the house, so he asked Fei Jiu to come over and let me make up my mind.

If someone takes shelter from the wind and rain, whose little girl is willing to do these secret things and ruin her reputation."

"Have you ever burned down your own home before?" Gongsun's voice couldn't help but become louder.

"Well, the shameless gangsters wanted to occupy my house, but I used this method to repel them, so that they never dare to touch my house again."

Lady Gongsun held Yu Xiurong's cold little hand and said, "You guys will definitely be able to play the harp and play the harp together till you grow old together."

Yu Xiurong's white face was stained with a layer of blush, and she lowered her head shyly.

By the time the people from Wuhoupu arrived at Yunjiazhuangzi with water trucks, pumps and straw, the fire on Yunjiazhuangzi had become a prairie fire, and even the villagers who had arrived early stopped.

In order to put out the fire, he and Yun Chu stood by the ditch and watched the Yunjiazhuangzi, which originally had dozens of houses, burned to the ground.

Naha's white face was covered with soot, and Cui and other women were also burned by the fireworks in a miserable state.

In the entire Yunjia Zhuangzi, except for the living animals, all the other objects were burned to the ground. Even the many peonies that grew extremely luxuriantly near the village were scorched by the fire.

This time, the Yun family suffered heavy losses.

When Zhang Jia, the delinquent commander of Wannian County, saw the devastated suffering master Yun Chu standing by the ditch, his whole head buzzed.

Reluctantly gathering his thoughts, he came to Yun Chu and said, "Zhang Jia has met Lang Jun."

Yun Chu sighed and pointed at the still burning Yunjiazhuangzi and said, "As you can see, my house was burned down. I have caught the culprit who set the fire. Although he was beaten up, his life is safe.

This person turned out to be the head of Qujiang Village. He tried to force five guan from me for water, but he was so mad that he burned down my house.

It is difficult to convince the public if such evil thieves are not severely punished. The bad commander can ask the villagers present that he is a hungry wolf here and has harmed many villagers over the years.

I hope the bad guy can make the decision for me and other common people."

Zhang Jia thought that what happened here was still Yun Chu's evildoing. After he asked a circle of villagers, he found that this time, Yun Chu might be really innocent.

It was Jiang Hu who grew up in this neighborhood. He loved to dominate the villagers and oppress the villagers in clever ways.

Speaking of the water bill that Yun Chu mentioned, Yun Chu was not the only one who was blackmailed. The first person to be blackmailed was even two years ago.

These things cannot be done falsely, and you will know as soon as you ask.

When I asked the gangsters who were tied up tightly, they all unanimously attributed all their faults to Jiang Hu, the head of the house.

It was Jiang Hu, the head of the village, who threatened them to come and blackmail Yunjiazhuangzi. Seeing that the blackmail failed, he set Yunjiazhuangzi on fire.

Everyone was convinced that the nearly two hundred villagers gathered here could not find anyone to speak for Jiang Hu.

Jiang Hu himself, because of his facial injury, could not speak a word. He could only drag his fallen chin and roar with his throat.

Zhang Jia hoped that Jiang Hu could write down the process of committing the crime, but he learned from the gangsters that this person could not read a single Chinese character.

"After I report it to the Dharma Cao, I will deal with the matter immediately. The losses suffered by the Yun Family Zhuangzi must be traced out of Jiang Hu no matter what. Now, we will send people to check Jiang Hu's house."

Yun Chu sighed and pointed at some villagers who were inexplicably grieving and angry and said: "Things always come first. They were blackmailed by Jiang Hu's thieves earlier than me. Naturally, I have to compensate them first. If there is any leftover, I will compensate a certain family.

If not, forget it.

There are one hundred coins here, please give me a try."

Zhang Jia took the money bag and said with a smile: "It must be so. As far as I know, the evil thief Jiang Hu still has 160 acres of Yongye land in Qujiang..."

Yun Chu nodded and said: "In this way, a certain family will suffer some losses. As long as it has fertile land, I will give you the courtesy you deserve. Yun Chu dare not neglect it."

Although it is not clear why Yun Chu, who was extremely vicious in the past, was so lenient to these kind people, since the facts are clear, the evidence is conclusive, and Zhang Jia and others have the huge benefits promised by Yun Chu, they will naturally do their best.

Jiang Hu was taken away, and a group of scoundrels were pushed to the ground by the bad guys, took off his pants, and beat him with sticks until he cried for his father and mother. Then, he was helped by his family and left in a hurry.

Yun Chu thanked the neighbors who came to put out the fire, and saw that Yun's village had been burned to a white ground.

Feeling a little tired, I took my family back to the city.

After Mrs. Cui arranged her makeup in the carriage, she whispered to Yun Chu: "How about this little lady who is doing makeup?"


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