Some people were injured, with blood flowing from their arms and heads.
Although almost everyone on both sides was injured, no one retreated!
"Stop! Stop!" A loud voice sounded in the ears of Jing Yan and the Yun family.
Sparks were already flying between the two sides, and whoever stopped would be unlucky. Hearing the sound, no one stopped because of it.
"Fuck me!" Following the order, another group of people suddenly joined.
Unlike the ones who just hit them randomly, these all target people's weaknesses.
Bang bang, bang bang, oh, oh, oh, amidst the rising and falling sounds, both Jing Yan and the Yun family fell down one after another.
Not only brothers Yun Wuhui and Yun Wubing were missed, but not even Tang Deping was left behind.
Who is it that is so powerful?
Both parties were dealt with in just a few seconds, and the party that just rushed in was not injured?
Yun Wubing, Yun Wuhui, and Tang Deping fell down, but they didn't forget to look at each other.
When they looked at the person who came, they had unbelievable looks in their eyes.
These people in front of me are none other than people from the security team.
They usually talk and laugh, have a kind tone, speak softly, and are extremely patient.
These people are actually the teachers of both parties, and their usually amiable and affable attitudes make both parties forget about their other identities.
Just when the sticks of the two sides were adding up and it was impossible to fight, the security team resolutely joined in.
Jingyan and the Yun family fought for a long time without a victory, but the security team felled them one after another in less than a cup of tea.
Yun Wubing, Yun Wuhui, and Tang Deping all had fear in their eyes. The security team was not only a teacher of making salt, but also a teacher of using sticks.
Seeing both parties fall down, Yu Moyan finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Although both sides have fallen, there are still more important things waiting to be dealt with.
Yu Moyan remembered what Zhao Ping had arranged for him before he left.
"Yun Wuyuan forcibly brought the Yun family from outside the country, and Jingyan's salt mine is regarded as existing by Jingyan. This conflict will happen sooner or later, so you must pay attention." Zhao Ping repeatedly warned.
"What should we do?" Yu Moyan had a headache.
"I don't dare to make mistakes in Jingyan, but they will definitely jump out if I leave." Zhao Ping patiently guided, "This is an opportunity to resolve, and it is also an opportunity left for you."
Yu Moyan was very grateful to Zhao Ping for giving him the opportunity, and asked, "How to resolve it?"
"To resolve this conflict, we must demonstrate the absolute force and status of the security group, otherwise there will be a second time." Zhao Ping said, "We must cut through the mess quickly."
"Pull Tang Deping down and beat him with twenty sticks!" Yu Mo Yan glanced at the scene.
Tang Deping was covered in injuries and lay motionless on the ground.
Hearing this, he immediately sat down, ignoring the pain all over his body, and shouted to Tianqu, "Guan Yu, the villain is seriously injured, why do you still need to be beaten with a stick?"
Tang Deping also had blood stains on his body at this time, and his clothes were tattered in many places. The security team members forgot about it and looked at each other.
"Why are you so stunned? Why don't you pull me down and beat me hard!" Yu Mo Yan couldn't bear it when he saw his subordinates and scolded him loudly.
"It's wrong, it's wrong, it's wrong!" Tang Deping kept shouting, "Official, it's wrong!"
Hearing Tang Deping's pitiful screams, those who fell to the ground watched helplessly as Tang Deping was dragged out of the crowd like a dead dog, and all of them felt sorry for Qi Yan.
"La la, bang bang, bang bang!" "Unjust, wronged" two voices came and fell one after another, echoing in the sky above the Yanfang.
People in the Yanfang on both sides of the Jing Yan and Yun families seemed to feel that it was not Tang Deping who was being tortured, but themselves.
Bang bang, bang bang, every time there is a sound, the buttocks of the salt workshop craftsmen shake involuntarily.
Yu Moyan kept Zhao Ping's misinformation in mind and did not give Tang Deping any ink, just a big stick.
Tang De Pingyuan had a small amount of blood on his back, and now his buttocks were dripping with blood, and even the wooden sticks were covered in blood.
After finishing the twenty sticks, Yu Mo Yan drank tea and took a look at Tang Deping who was sitting on the bench.
"Are you convinced, Zhuzi?" Although Yu Moyan was a few years younger than Tang Deping, he actually scolded him and asked.
Tang Deping was very stubborn and said loudly, "I am not convinced and I am unjustly accused."
"If you're not convinced, keep fighting! Twenty big sticks!" Yu Mo Yan said coldly, and then concentrated on dealing with Zui Chunfeng.
If you are not convinced, continue. If you are still dissatisfied, continue until you are convinced.
Another twenty sticks, Tang Deping almost fainted.
Yu Moyan's eyes were like sharp swords, which made him very uncomfortable and asked, "Are you convinced?"
Tang Deping neither spoke nor moved.
"Okay, be tough! Give me another twenty sticks!" Yu Moyan's voice contained no emotion.
Yun Wu Hui and Yun Wu Bing looked at each other, stepped forward and saluted Yu Moyan, and said, "Report to the officials, Tang Langjun has fainted. My two brothers will receive these twenty sticks on their behalf." "
Jing Yan and the Yun family couldn't help but be shocked, they didn't expect this move.
The Yun family didn't even expect that their enemies would suffer on their behalf.
"Okay, since your brother is willing to take the responsibility, pull him down and give each of you ten sticks." Yu Moyan seemed to be afraid that the Yun Wubing brothers would go back on their word, so he hurriedly gave the order.
Tang Deping's cousin Tang Dexin seemed to understand something and shouted "No!"
But it was too late at this time, the sound of snapping had already sounded.
The other people in Jingyan's salt workshop seem to understand the meaning at this time. Brothers Yun Wubing have suffered on your behalf. You must acknowledge this favor.
After the Yun brothers were tortured, Tang Dexin stepped forward and saluted Brother Yun Wubing to express his acknowledgment of this favor.
Tang Deping snorted and wanted to stop Tang Dexin, but he couldn't move.
"You will be punished on my behalf. I will remember this favor," he said coldly to the Yun Wubing brothers, "but if you want to enter the salt mountain of Jingyan, there is no way!"
Brothers Yun Wubing and Yun Wuhui looked pale. Could it be that this beating was in vain?
Yu Moyan looked at Tang Deping coldly and nodded to Brother Yun Wubing.
His eyes were as cold as ice as he scanned the people present at Jingyan and the Yun family, and asked, "Is Jingyan from the Song Dynasty?"
Brothers Tang Deping, Tang Dexin and others looked pale and did not answer for a while.
But the Yun family responded excitedly and said yes one after another.
Some Jingyan people said yes, but some didn't say anything.
"Is Jingyan from the Song Dynasty?" Yu Moyan came to Tang Dexin and stared at him and asked.
Looking at Yu Mo's inkstone-like eyes, Tang Dexin had no choice but to answer yes.
Yu Moyan came to Tang Deping, squatted down and looked at him and asked, "Is Jingyan from the Song Dynasty?"
Seeing Yu Moyan's ice-like gaze, Tang Deping couldn't help but shudder.
Seeing that he didn't answer, Yu Moyan stood up and looked at Tang Deping's bloody butt.
Tang Deping felt that Yu Moyan's gaze was like a stick, stabbing him with pain again and again.
He knew that as long as he said that Jing Yan was not from Da Song, not only would he not be able to save his butt, he would not even be able to save his head.
Yu Moyan was happy about the great cause of the Song Dynasty, but Tang Deping felt that all his efforts were in vain.
Yu Moyan asked twice, "Is Jingyan from the Song Dynasty?"
"Yes!" After Tang Deping answered this, a strong feeling of loss came to his heart.
He had received a forty stick just now and no tears flowed out, but now he couldn't help but the tears flowed out like spring water.
After Tang Deping agreed, Yu Moyan asked other people in Jingyan, and they all said yes.
Yu Mo Yan glanced around, nodded, and said, "Since Jingyan belongs to the Song Dynasty, of course Jingyan Salt Mountain also belongs to the Song Dynasty."
"So Jingyan people can mine salt, and the Yun family can also mine salt." Yu Moyan's words made everyone in Jingyan people bow their heads.
They all bowed their heads, as if they were mourning for their heirs. There was a strong sense of loss in their hearts. Today's fight was in vain.
On the contrary is the Yun family. Yu Moyan is the shopkeeper of the salt workshop. He represents the official recognition by the government that they also have mining rights.
Yu Moyan glanced at both parties and took in their expressions.
"Yun Wubing, Yun Wuhui, have you mastered the salt-chemical technology?" Yu Moyan stared at Yun Wubing and the two of them and asked.
What does this mean? Isn't it trying to drive us away? Brothers Yun Wubing exchanged glances with each other.
The last time the Yun family had just been rescued from poisoning, they just failed to master the salt-resolving technology, and Yun Wubing was trembling in his heart.
The two of them looked pale. If they had not learned the salt-chemical technology, they would have been driven away.
Tang Deping and Tang Dexin looked at each other and couldn't help but feel happy.
The two of them thought at the same time that the poisonous salt you made would poison themselves, so how could they master the salt-chemical technology.
If you don't learn the technology of making salt, you will only be driven away.
Thinking of this, the two brothers couldn't help but smile on their faces.
Yun Wubing wondered if he had mastered the salt-chemical technology now, and Yun Wubing's heart was spinning.
He wanted to bow to Yu Mo Yan more and more, but he had just been hit twice with a wooden stick and now he was lying on a bench.
He had no choice but to raise his head and salute the Yumo Inkstone, and said bravely, "Report to the officials, the young one has mastered the technology of melting salt."
He expressed his stance, and Yun Wuhui and others were not to be left behind, and expressed their stance one after another.
"Since you have learned how to melt salt, you can go to the other side of the salt mountain to make salt." Yu Moyan nodded, glanced at everyone in the Yun family, and said.
Brothers Yun Wubing and Yun Wuhui looked at each other and couldn't help but feel overjoyed. Yu Moyan was not driving them away, but moving them to another place.
Although it would take some time to find a good salt mine to move to another one, it gave them the power to make salt for the Yun family.
At this time, the craftsmen of the Yun family slowly stood up unsteadily from the ground. If they couldn't do it anymore, they supported each other.
The craftsmen of the Yun family came to Yumo Inkstone one after another, bowed to Yumo Inkstone, and said, "I obey."
Yu Moyan nodded, looked at the wells on the ground and looked at the craftsmen, and said, "You are not good at making salt, so make salt here."
Jing Yanren couldn't help but be secretly happy. This was a place carefully selected by the Yun family. The salt mines were of good quality and high in salt content. Of course, it was much better than searching for salt mines all over again.
Seeing some Jingyan people coming up to thank Yu Moyan, Tang Deping and Tang Dexin's eyes were full of anger.
"These salt mines belong to the Jingyan people. Why are you happy? You are too cheap to be dismissed by such a small favor." Tang Deping wanted to shout loudly, but he did not dare to say it.
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