Yun Zheng couldn't bear to see the mother and son hugging each other and crying, so she hid in the backyard early. However, she was found by Hao Er in the end. Her expression changed countless times before she told Yun Zheng that her mother and sister were coming to kowtow.
"Forget it, I can't stand people kowtowing to me, especially old people. Hao Er, I know you hate me very much, but don't bring this hatred to the surface. To be honest, this time I am really soft-hearted.
Otherwise, you will not survive. The reason why I tell you this is not to make you grateful, but to remember that in the final analysis, people cannot deviate too far from the Dao, otherwise they will die."
"Those people are dead! Nine people, all of them, there is a fire in the prison..."
"You miss them?"
"I'm just saying that there is no friendship anymore. When those people in the lobby identified me as the culprit, there will be no friendship anymore." After Hao Er finished speaking, he left in a hurry. He wanted to take my mother and sister back at night.
A trip home is not to tidy up the things, but just to take a look at it from a distance. There will be no chance to return to Huanhuaxi again.
The family of three left, and Yun Zheng was not worried that Brother Hao would repeat himself. Xiaolin and Hua Niang watched, and he had no chance to resist. They believed that Hua Niang would slowly train Brother Hao to become a qualified brothel thug.
The dark night conceals countless sins and also conceals countless beauties. He saved one person but killed nine others. He didn’t know how to calculate the score. Yun Zheng shook his head and went to bed. He would go to school in half a month.
Now I need to calm down and read.
Huanhua Creek actually only has flowers blooming in spring throughout the year, and the rest of the time it is just a clear stream. Now is the time when spring silkworms are out of the market, and every household is boiling cocoons and spinning.
Bacon was extremely envious. She had no cocoons to cook this year. When she saw that everyone was busy in spring and she was idle, she felt like a lazy woman. She insisted on getting some cocoons to cook.
This is not funny at all. Bacon is a person who is used to farm work. Spring is the season for every farmer to sow hope. If there is no spring sowing, then he will starve to death in winter. So spring plowing, summer plowing, autumn harvest, winter
He dared not omit any link, and Yunzheng always had a respectful attitude towards labor. And no matter what kind of labor it was.
"Bacon. If we want to have silkworms, our family must have mulberry fields, but our family has no land in Chengdu. Even if we buy land now, if we want to raise silkworms, we have to wait until we plant mulberry trees."
There were tears in Bacon's eyes. No matter what Yun Zheng said, she would not let go of Yun Zheng's clothes. In her eyes, she could no longer raise spring silkworms, but she could still raise summer silkworms. As for the trouble, the young master would solve it.
"Okay, the young master will get you a mulberry field, and you go buy silkworm seeds. When your little silkworms hatch out, the young master will get the mulberry fields back for you." Unable to resist the bacon, Yun Zheng had to put down the book and think about buying the land.
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Being in the countryside, there is no field that belongs to him everywhere he looks. Yun Zheng also feels that it is not suitable. He also likes farming, or he likes to watch others farm, so he must get a piece of land to return.
"Master, the mulberry field is our ancestral property, and no one is willing to sell it. Especially in Sichuan, many families live by raising silkworms and reeling silk, and they will not sell their mulberry fields easily. What's more, what you want is the mulberry trees on it.
The mulberry field, that is a treasure, no one is willing to sell it."
As soon as Lao Liao heard Yun Zheng's request, his face shrank into a ball. Only a prodigal would sell his family's ancestral property. He would be scolded by his clan members. In severe cases, he would soak pig cages and kill people even if the government didn't care.
"Prodigal son?" Yun Zheng laughed. There is a kind of prodigal son in this world who holds lofty ideals. With this lofty goal, no matter how prodigal he is, he will only attract the respect of others. No one will say half a word.
If he doesn't say anything, some peasants will praise this person for his perseverance with their thumbs up.
"Old Liao, you go to Yaxing and ask them to go among those poor scholars and ask if there is any land for sale. If there is, it would be best in Huanhua Creek. I don't like my land to be too far away from home.
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Lao Liao slapped himself hard on the head. How could he forget about these prodigal sons?
"A rich family does not need to buy fertile land, there is thousands of grains of millet in the book. There is no need to build a high building to live in peace, there is a house of gold in the book. Don't hate an unscrupulous matchmaker when marrying a wife, there is a beauty like jade in the book. Don't hate having no one to follow you when you go out, there is a car in the book
There are many horses like a bunch. A man wants to fulfill his life ambitions and reads the Five Classics diligently in front of the window."
Yun Zheng slowly recited this nonsense poem, feeling a lot in his heart. It was amazing how effective an emperor could be in deceiving people. Since the appearance of this poem, the backbone of the Song Dynasty warriors has been completely broken. In addition,
Going back to Han Qi's famous assertion that only those who call out the Donghua Gate are considered heroes, there are as many scholars in the world as crucian carp crossing the river.
The man who was obviously tall and tall, with a beard on his face, and who could instantly exert the strength of a thousand kilograms when he stretched out his hand, was forced to become a frail scholar from a young age. The beard on his face was still the same, and he softly recited "holding hands and looking at each other with tears in his eyes,
I was speechless and choked." Then he cried sadly...
Such a man should be a bandit, a robber, an officer, a murderer, and he should either die in battle, or be beheaded after being caught by the government after all the troubles. He holds his fists politely and claims to be a late student to pay homage to Cheng Fenglang.
What's going on?
Yun Zheng looked at the big man in front of him. He was eight feet tall but very skinny. He was carrying a large and elegant Confucian robe like a bamboo pole with this patch on it.
Since people treat each other with courtesy, Yun Zheng, as the superior, had no choice but to ask: "What book is the scholar reading now? Is there any writing in the world? I wonder which academy he studied in?"
The big man's dark face turned purple, and after a long pause he handed over his hand and said: "The student started school at the age of eight and has achieved nothing so far. Now he is determined and working hard. Thanks to the recommendation of his husband, he plans to sell his ancestral land and study at Longshan Academy."
Yun Zheng looked through several articles handed over by the big man, and sighed: "Longshan Academy is a private academy. It always recognizes money but not people. Your family background is not enough, how many years can ten acres of mulberry fields support you?"
Looking at your articles, there are many vulgarities and many misinterpretations of the saint's subtle words and great ideas. It can be seen that you have not encountered the teachings of a famous teacher. If you are cut off in such a hasty way, how will your wife and children live at home?"
"I don't care much. Yan Hui divides the porridge, Sang Weihan grinds it with an iron inkstone. How can Huo Xiong fall behind others with the sages in front? How popular does Cheng Fenglang think Huo Xiong's articles are?"
Yun Zheng looked around. Lao Liao was also reading Huo Xiong's article. The expression on his face was very wonderful. It was not easy for Yun Zheng to talk to him about literary talent, which he didn't have at all. If this guy now devoted himself to writing and joining the army, Yun Zheng would definitely
I will give you strong support. Now this guy wants to go to school, so let’s forget it. He can’t buy his mulberry field. If he buys it, Yun Zheng will feel that he is really nothing.
"Why did Mr. Cheng break the appointment? We have already agreed on the price, why did we go back on our word? If you think the price is too high, can you discuss it again? However, the ten acres of mulberry field in my home is the best land. The family of five takes care of it day and night.
Wu Chachi, now only the spring leaves have been picked, the summer leaves are at the time when they are plump, and you can feed the silkworms immediately after buying them, it is a really good mulberry field."
Yun Zheng stood up and said to the people at the tooth shop: "I broke the contract. Look how much compensation I should pay. According to the rules, if I buy his mulberry field, I have to be careful when walking. It would be too bad if I get struck by lightning."
What a deal.”
The old man in Yaxing smiled bitterly and replied: "Following Lang's good intentions will definitely be rewarded, but this man has been blinded by lard, and no matter how much persuasion is done, it will be of no avail. He has parents and a wife, and he can sell goods at home."
He sold out all the books. Recently, he was recommended to Longshan Academy by a gentleman who didn't know where he was. It was actually a place where rich kids played. How could he get the benefits and study there? It was all a joke.
But as far as the old man can see, you should buy these ten acres of land, so that at least he can get a little more money. If he mortgages it to Longshan Academy, not to mention the money, his whole family will starve to death immediately without silk.
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Mr. Peng Li stood outside the window at some point, quietly watching the scene in front of him. Just now, Yun Zheng said the words about breaking the contract. The old man nodded with satisfaction. It is not the virtue of a gentleman to take advantage of others' danger. He wanted to go in, but he didn't expect it.
This matter has changed again. Yaren's words actually make sense. Yun Zheng's high price to buy it is indeed not unethical.
Yun Zheng stood on the chair, looked into Huo Xiong's eyes and said: "You are not a student, you are not born suitable. I don't know what's wrong with you and you chose this path of study. You are literate now. With you,
If you have the body to join the army now, you will definitely become a centurion. The ancients also said that it is better to be a centurion than a scholar. After spending a few years in the army, being a military attache can bring glory to the ancestors."
"How dare you insult me!" Huo Xiong was furious, the veins on his face jumped, and he clenched his fists. What really showed was the terrifying power of his hair and beard.
Yun Zheng clicked his tongue twice. It would be a waste for such a good man not to join the army. He stretched out his hand and slapped him hard. Huo Xiong was caught off guard and received a heavy slap.
"I have forgotten the word filial piety and righteousness in my studies. I wish I could slap you to death. Even those nonsense articles of yours are actually the top ones you have found out from hundreds of articles. It is really ridiculous.
, do you know that those who are unfilial and disloyal are not allowed to enter the Dragon Gate. For your own selfish purposes, you ignore the lives of your elderly parents and your young son who is waiting to be fed and insist on studying. Do you plan to use their bones to pave your future?
I bought your mulberry field, but I will report your evil deeds and prevent you from entering the Dragon Gate in this life."
This was the bottom of the pot. Huo Xiong was furious and rushed forward to fight Yun Zheng, but was restrained by Xiao Lin Shengsheng. Mr. Peng Li clapped his hands and walked in, saying to Huo Xiong: "You have a bad moral character. Yun Zheng did this."
There is nothing wrong with that. Those who are unfilial and disloyal will not enter the Dragon Gate. This is the rule of the imperial court and cannot be violated. I will also report you. Now, do you want to sell your mulberry field?" (To be continued...)