The group packed their bags, and Chen Yi finally grabbed a handful of fodder at home and fed it to the cleanly washed horse.
These horses are all bred by Yuncheng Martial Arts Hall and Baiyunmen.
The Yamen also sent many good horses, including yellow geldings with excellent endurance.
Chen Yi used to covet the yellow geldings raised at the Yamen Racecourse, and he liked them just as much this time, but in the end he still wanted to ride his own.
"We have raised our horse since childhood. We feed it and wash it ourselves. This horse is close enough to us, so we feel safe riding it."
Mu Qingyun also fished out a basket of soybeans to feed the horses at home, and while the luggage cart was still undergoing final inspection, he grabbed a handful of fine salt.
The salt is so expensive that even the people in the kitchen have to calculate how many meals they have to eat each month.
It is cost-effective to mix the best refined salt with the inferior salt and eat it together.
While we were cleaning up, many villagers came outside, helping the old and the young. Everyone was holding big and small pots and carrying large and small bags.
Chen Yi suddenly laughed: "Uncle Liu, didn't you just give me fifty pairs of thousand-sole shoes yesterday? If you give me more, you don't have to open your workshop."
"I'll bring you some street vegetables, as well as tents and potions to prevent mosquitoes and poisons, not only for people, but also for horses."
Some of the folks in Yuncheng had migrated several times before and were well aware of the difficulties on the road, so the things they prepared were quite practical.
"Young people, don't be afraid of trouble. You will know when you are on the road. It is very uncomfortable to not be able to find food or water. No matter how much you bring, there is never enough, and there is never too much."
"What are you going to do? Don't follow us!"
Here, they were carefully packing their luggage and supplies for Mu Qingyun and the others, when suddenly there was a noise behind them.
Chen Yi raised his eyes and looked into the distance, and immediately frowned: "It looks familiar. Isn't this Sun Wu's, Sun Baizhi's, or Sun Heizhi's?"
Mu Qingyun: "Sun Yuzhi."
Sun Yuzhi seemed to have lost all her weight, her eyes were sunken, and she had almost completely lost her handsome young master look in the past, which made people feel a little scary.
It is said that he was trapped in the mountains for five days, which obviously had some serious effects on his body.
The people talking to Sun Yuzhi were Wang Dong and Xun San. Xun San had a sullen face, and Wang Dong had blue veins on his face, and said angrily: "You guys, don't come to us. That vicious bitch Sun Feifei is so heartbroken, cough." cough."
He obviously wanted to curse, but thinking that there were women around him, including the heroines in front of him, he finally stopped speaking, but he was still angry and gritted his teeth and said, "You want me to plead for her? Are you crazy? What, I Now I'm going to chop you twice because my brother is starving to death and wants to eat meat. I don't have any, so I can only cut your meat for him to eat. I have my own reasons. I dare you to forgive me?"
Sun Yuzhi felt a little sad. She didn't expect the resentment of these people to be so deep.
He bowed solemnly and saluted, and sighed: "My sister has indeed made a big mistake, but the matter has come to this, what's the point of taking her life? As a young girl, she should always be given a chance to correct herself." "
"If you can forgive me, my Sun family would like everyone to give me a hundred taels of silver to atone for my fault."
All the people were stunned.
Mu Qingyun calculated: "Twelve thousand eight hundred taels of silver, what a big deal."
With ten thousand taels of silver, the prime minister of the Ming Dynasty had to work for more than ten years before his salary could barely reach eight or nine thousand taels. And if they were all added together, the finances would be tight from time to time, and one or two taels would still be in arrears.
As for the officials of the eighth and ninth grades at the bottom, even county magistrates, they would not be able to earn such a salary after working for a lifetime.
But the daughter of the Sun family who married in Jiangnan, Sun Feifei's sister, had a dowry of eight to nine hundred thousand taels of silver.
Sun Feifei's life was now worth more than ten thousand taels of silver. Mu Qingyun didn't know whether it was expensive or cheap.
Wang Dong and the others didn't think the money was small, so they told Wang Dong that his family had no land, so he had to get up early and go to the surrounding villages every day to collect some vegetables, pick them up and sell them in the city to make a profit.
He can earn about one tael a month, which is barely enough to feed and drink a family of young and old. As long as there are extra expenses, he relies on his mother-in-law and his wife to support them at home.
An old hen that can lay some eggs.
In addition to raising two children, his mother-in-law can also do some sewing, mending, washing and washing, and can earn twenty or thirty cents a month.
The money earned is not enough to meet daily needs. It is inevitable to buy summer clothes in winter and winter cotton-padded jackets in summer, barely making ends meet.
One hundred taels is really a huge amount of money that cannot be saved in a lifetime.
Mu Qingyun looked at Chen Yi, and the two of them looked at each other. Chen Yi was angry, but he still suppressed it. Instead, his face showed a bit of normality, and he smiled and said: "Trick them more."
"It would be nice to earn some compensation."
Mu Qingyun also said.
The people around him were also a little moved.
Everyone was living a miserable life, and secretly felt that their lives were worthless and worthless. They didn't die, and there was no point in arguing with other nobles.
But many thoughts flashed through, and everyone shook their heads.
Wang Dong glanced back and saw that most of the people standing around were the young men who had been tricked out of the city gate by Sun Feifei that day.
Thinking of the situation at that time, he unconsciously showed a trace of fear and sorrow in his eyes. He suddenly raised his hand and slapped himself in the mouth.
Sun Yuzhi was startled, and could not help showing a bit of joy on his face.
The money offensive was indeed effective, otherwise Wang Dong would not have such a troubled expression.
After obtaining the forgiveness of these victims, he used his connections to smooth things over with the government. Maybe Feifei's child wouldn't even have to go to jail.
She has been practicing martial arts for these years, and she has no family at all, nor is she married. Her family is very worried. Recently, she finally relaxed and said that she has fallen in love with a young master from the prefect's family, and she is a good match in terms of status.
The family is communicating with the other party, and now they are almost willing. They just have to look at each other. If Feifei goes to jail at this time, her whole life's future will be over, and even her marriage will be ruined.
He couldn't let his sister end up like that, so he had to save Feifei no matter what.
Sun Yuzhi said loudly: "Don't worry, everyone, for one hundred taels of silver each, Sun will never break his promise."
Wang Dong ignored him, squeezed out of the crowd, glanced at Mu Qingyun, Chen Yi and other masters from the Yuncheng Martial Arts School from a distance, his heart was so excited that he almost choked, and whispered: "I'm a fucking bastard, and I still... I’m really moved.”
Sun Yuzhi was startled, then softly comforted her: "This is human nature, and it is good for both others and ourselves."
"benefit?"
Wang Dong's face turned cold and he said sternly, "Do you know how many young heroes from the Yuncheng Martial Arts School were seriously injured in order to save us idiots?"
Sun Yuzhi was stunned immediately, his face turned pale, and he whispered: "No one died that time."
Wang Dong's voice was stern, "Oh, you didn't know? He didn't die on the spot. Young Hero Song Jin Song died of serious injuries not long after he returned to the city."
There was a buzz in the minds of all the people present, as if they were back to that day and that moment.
The monster's body blocks out the sky and the sun, and spits poisonous mist from its mouth. Anyone who touches it will die.
They were all so tired that they were sweating. They were just a little bit closer to death.
