Chapter 617 Zhaoling Village, Fire

Style: Historical Author: Hokujo AutumnWords: 2241Update Time: 24/01/11 10:26:46
"You want to go investigate with me?"

Yang Dong frowned and was about to speak again when he saw another beautiful figure walking beside him.

"Mr. Yang, the slave family also wants to go with you!"

Yang Dong looked sideways, his face suddenly full of helplessness.

Although now Yao Jia and the young woman have broken through the martial arts realm and entered the martial arts realm.

Even among this group of subordinates, they are all above average. But... after all, their foundation is not stable, and the time between cultivation is not long enough.

If you take them with you...

But Yang Dong then thought about it, what if while he was investigating the Blood Jade Alliance, the Blood Jade Alliance took action against the Yao family and the others?

By then, wouldn’t my situation be even more passive?

Thinking of this, he turned his attention to Hong Laoliu.

But he saw Hong Laoliu staring at him as if he were watching a show.

Seeing him looking over, he asked with a smile:

"Boy, how are you? Do you need my help?"

Yang Dong nodded helplessly and asked:

"Bring them both with you, are you sure of their safety?"

"It's hard to say!"

After Hong Laoliu finished speaking, he stretched out a palm toward Yang Dong, pressed his index finger and thumb together, and rubbed it gently a few times.

When Yang Dong saw this, his expression changed slightly.

This old guy Hong Laoliu is really greedy!

But...anyway, the Ming family paid a lot of money to the Ming family, so if you spend a little money, it shouldn't be a big problem, and Yourong shouldn't blame himself.

"No, this is one hundred taels of silver!"

Yang Dong took out a one hundred tael silver note from his arms and handed it to Hong Laoliu.

"See clearly, can their safety be guaranteed now?"

"Hey, these are all minor problems. I'm here to ensure that they won't be wronged in the slightest!"

Hong Laoliu put away the banknotes with a smile, patted his chest and made a promise.

Seeing his money-grubbing look, Yang Dong couldn't help but ask:

"Old Liu, you said you are not short of money now. Why are you still so obsessed with money after seeing a mere hundred taels of silver?"

"The money you earned, even if you squander it every day, you probably won't be able to spend it all in your lifetime."

"Boy, this is because you are ignorant."

Hong Laoliu rolled his eyes at Yang Dong with disdain and continued:

"You kid, the main reason is that you make money too easily, and you have no idea how ordinary people live."

"Let me tell you, don't look at it. I seem to be very wealthy now and have made a lot of money. But in my opinion, this money is just a drop in the bucket."

"Do you know how many poor families there are in this world?"

When Yang Dong heard this, a look of surprise flashed across his cheeks.

"Lao Liu, are you trying to tell me that all the money you earned was used to help poor people?"

"Why else do you think I am so poor?"

Hong Laoliu rolled his eyes at Yang Dong again and continued:

"If it weren't for this, why would I care about a mere one hundred taels of silver!"

Yang Dong frowned and asked:

"Lao Liu, have you ever heard of the idea of ​​helping the emergency rather than the poor?"

When Hong Laoliu heard this, his expression was slightly startled. He looked at Yang Dong and said with a rather strange expression:

"Why, are you trying to educate me today?"

"Whatever you say is to help the urgent but not the poor, it's all just talk on paper!"

"Have you ever seen the tragic situation of starving to death thousands of miles away?"

Yang Dong has experienced the floods in Luozhou and is no longer the inexperienced young man he was before.

But even so, he still said:

"But Senior Hong Laoliu, it is better to teach people how to fish than to teach them how to fish. Even if you want to help these people, you can always find another way."

"What you said is easy, kid!"

Hong Laoliu rolled his eyes at Yang Dong and continued:

"Do you think everyone is like you and can come up with ways to make money just by using their brains?"

"I'm just a vulgar person. If I have money, I just scatter it. Where did all these things come from?"

"But you kid, you reminded me today!"

After saying this, Yang Dong looked at Yang Dong with evil intentions, as if he was staring at a lamb to be slaughtered.

Yang Dong was a little frightened by this gaze, and subconsciously asked:

"Hong Laoliu, what do you want to say? Just say it directly. Why do you keep staring at me like this?"

"Haha, are you scared?"

Hong Laoliu laughed loudly and continued:

"Boy, I suddenly feel that you have a future."

"It is better to teach a man to fish than to teach him to fish. I never thought that such words could come out of your mouth."

"Okay, since you have this ability, I'll be relieved. After this trip to the south of the Yangtze River, you can follow me to Shuzhou. The people there need the fishing rods you give them!"

Hearing this, Yang Dong felt slightly relieved.

Fortunately, this time Hong Laoliu didn't think about it, he just helped the people. Yang Dong still had experience. For example, in Luozhou today, as long as there are hands and feet, it is difficult for people to starve to death.

Of course, exploitation and oppression still occur from time to time in Luozhou.

But this is Dazhou after all, and Yang Dong cannot achieve perfection, and can only guarantee a general stability.

However, Yang Dong was a little curious. Shuzhou is one of the major grain-producing states. Logically speaking, in a place where crops are harvested several times a year, people should not starve to death.

It seems that there are also big problems in Shuzhou.

Yang Dong rubbed his eyebrows and decided to put these things aside for the time being. The most urgent task is to resolve the Jiangnan matter first.

"Well, in that case, let's go together this time."

"Liu Erzhuang, you are the most familiar with the surrounding environment, how about you be our guide?"

When Liu Erzhuang knew the purpose of Yang Dong's trip, he burst into tears with excitement.

He nodded repeatedly and said in a choked voice:

"Don't worry, Mr. Yang, I'll leave this matter to the villain!"



About three hours later,

Yang Dong and his party rode fast horses and arrived at Zhaoling Village again.

However, the scene in front of him made Yang Dong look extremely ugly.

I saw that Zhaoling Village today had been burned to the ground.

Ancestral halls and private houses were all reduced to ashes.

Liu Erzhuang froze when he looked at the scene in front of him.

His throat moved, and his face was filled with sadness.

In fact, he always knew that he might not be able to go back in this life.

But with the village there, he still had something to think about.

It's just unimaginable that those people could be so cruel! A fire burned away Liu Erzhuang's last thoughts.

At this moment, Liu Erzhuang felt that his world had collapsed.

He was panting like an ox, and veins popped out on his forehead.

At the same time, the Southern Xinjiang blood jade behind his head began to shine quickly.

Seeing this scene, Hong Laoliu could not help but feel a flash of horror in his eyes.

But he did not take action, but looked at Yang Dong.