When He Yunshen heard that it was the Qingyi Workshop that was tailoring clothes, the young master immediately became angry and said unhappily: "Our He family has many cloth workshops, but this Qingyi workshop is not something I can take a liking to."
He turned around and called the chief attendant out of the side room and said, "Go and call Master Gu from Shahuafang. Young Master, I will not wear clothes cut by anyone except Master Gu."
After saying that, he said to the others: "Junior brothers, if you are willing to tailor clothes at Hejia Shahuafang, I will only give you four taels of silver."
The others looked at each other in confusion. Although they were actually forming cliques in private, because the mountain pavilion clearly stipulated that small groups were not allowed, no one shared their positions publicly.
If they were outside at this time, they would have immediately divided into two groups, but in the mountain pavilion, everyone was very wise and did not say anything or express their position.
Chang Sui glanced at Wen Ya, a little unsure whether he should call Master Gu.
He Yunshen's face darkened, "What are you still doing? Go ahead."
Chang Sui hesitated for a moment. After all, the young master was his master. He only listened to the young master's words, so he turned around and ran out regardless of the consequences.
After all, Master Song was the tailor of the Si family, so he ignored He Yunshen and only carefully measured Si Wenzhi.
"The third young master has grown taller again, and his shoulders have become broader and stronger." Master Song was surprised as he measured it. He had only measured it last month, and he had grown so much in just one month.
Si Wenzhi also laughed. He had to say that daily meditation practice had really made his body stronger.
"Junior brothers, come and measure yourself. After practicing for a month, your body will definitely change to some extent." Si Wenzhi said to the others.
The other disciples, who were on Si Wenzhi's side, stepped forward first. After Master Song measured them one by one, they all started discussing happily, asking each other how much he had grown.
Obviously, practicing can improve everyone's physique to varying degrees.
Finally, someone turned the conversation to Si Wenzhi and said, "Eldest brother is still more powerful. Eldest brother is definitely the one who can form elixirs the fastest among us."
Si Wenzhi smiled and said, "As long as you practice diligently, you will definitely be able to form elixirs soon."
I don't know whether it was intentional or not, but he stood in front of He Yunshen.
He Yunshen squinted at the figure that was half a head taller than him, feeling resentful in his heart. He quietly put his feet up, feeling that his eyesight was level, and then walked in another direction with his hands behind his hands.
Shahuafang is the most prosperous street in the inner circle, and the fastest time to come and go is two or three seconds. During this waiting process, Si Wenzhi and his group have already measured their bodies, and the remaining half of them are still
He hesitated and looked at He Yunshen's face, but in the end he didn't dare to find an excuse to refuse, so one by one, with He Yunshen's resentful look in his eyes, they asked Master Song to weigh him.
In the end, only He Yunshen was left among the twenty people. Master Song automatically ignored him and prepared to leave with nineteen measurements.
At this time, Chang Sui finally panted and pushed Master Gu open the door of the mountain pavilion.
He Yunshen was tired of waiting and asked Master Gu to measure his body with a sullen face. He found out that he was much taller than before, and his depressed mood improved a little.
Then, he still asked the others, "Our He family only accepts four taels. If you are willing, let Master Song measure your body."
Doesn't this force everyone to divide into two factions?! Those young masters who were friends with He Yunshen in private were caught between two sides. On the left was the mountain pavilion's rule that no gangs could be divided, and on the right was the leader they recognized. They were in a dilemma.
For a moment, everyone stood still and made no move.
And Wen Ya, who only stood up to speak at this time, could not tell the emotion, "There is no need to re-measure. Master Song just gives the measured size to Master Gu. As for whether it is Qingyi Fang or Shahua Fang, you can choose it yourself."
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He Yunshen was immediately overjoyed and bowed politely, "Thank you, master. Junior brothers, you can choose for yourself." The last sentence was an obvious reminder.
The young masters who were usually friends with He Yunshen all looked at their master tentatively at this time and saw that he was just meditating with his eyes closed, as if he really let them choose. So hesitantly, they began to walk towards He Yunshen one by one.
The twenty disciples in the field were quickly divided into two piles, with twelve people standing on Si Wenzhi's side and eight people standing on He Yunshen's side.
Although Master Song was the tailor of the Si family, he was not stingy enough not to share, so he told Master Gu all the sizes of He Yunshen's seven people.
In this way, the conflict seems to be resolved harmoniously.
But just when the two masters from Gu and Song were about to leave, Wen Ya opened her eyes again, stood up, and looked at the two groups, "Have you all chosen?"
The disciples did not dare to say anything and kept their heads buried.
He Yunshen also felt a little weak, but he still gritted his teeth and held his neck. Seeing Si Wenzhi looking at him with a smile, he glared back hard, and then said to Wen Ya: "I have already chosen."
Wen Ya hummed, walked over, exchanged the booklets in the hands of the two masters from the ancient Song Dynasty, and then said to the two of them: "Please make sure that the two masters have the clothes cut before the Guan Wang Hui."
The two masters were a little confused and looked at the book in each other's hands. Master Gu asked: "Pavilion Master, what does this..." mean?
Wen Ya said: "Go and ask for the account of your Shahuafang, my eldest disciple." Then she said to Master Song: "Go and ask for the account of Qingyifang with my second disciple."
Then he turned around, half-smiling but not smiling, and said to the disciples: "If you have any objections, please stand up. If you can defeat me, I will follow you."
The disciples did not expect such an appearance, so they all remained silent and looked at their senior brother and second senior brother.
He Yunshen frowned and said, "Master, I only wear clothes from the He family. I won't wear clothes from the Si family until I die."
Si Wenzhi also objected: "Master, you are looking for Qingyi Fang, but there are people who like to cause trouble. Disciple believes that such people who deliberately cause trouble and disturb the order of the master should not be tolerated."
He Yunshen snorted coldly, "Your Si family's clothes are not as good as linen. You wouldn't be able to see anyone in public if you wear them."
Wen Ya didn't seem to hear these words, and said calmly: "No objection? Then it's settled. Come down and settle the money yourself. Now, practice your sword."
All the disciples knew that the source of the conflict was their senior and second senior brothers, so naturally they would not give themselves too much trouble at this time, not to mention whether it was Qingyi Fang or Shahua Fang, they actually did not have as strong emotions as the person involved, so one by one
Start practicing your sword honestly.
However, the two masters of the matter were not so easy to compromise. He Yunshen did not move, and Si Wenzhi did not move either. Wen Ya looked at the two of them and said: "The rules of the mountain pavilion are not complicated. If there is any disagreement, let's discuss it.
Now it seems that you have objections to the decision of being a teacher, so the teacher will give you a chance to challenge. If you win, it will be according to your own wishes. If you lose, you will only follow the orders of the teacher from now on."
He Yunshen was afraid and dissatisfied, and said stubbornly: "Master knows that I can't beat you. Such a challenge is unfair."
Wen Ya nodded, "Master allows you two to join forces."
Join forces?! He Yunshen glanced at Si Wenzhi with disgust, joining forces with this guy would be worse than wearing the clothes of the Si family.
Si Wenzhi narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "Second Junior Brother, although you are not as tall as your senior brother and your skills are not as good as yours, as a senior brother, you will naturally not dislike your junior brother."
He Yunshen's eyes seemed to be spitting fire, and he complained bitterly: "Master, this is not your choice at all."
Wen Ya hummed lightly, "Today I will teach you a lesson: the weak have no choice; only the strong have the right to speak."