Chapter 317, Yoshisuke Iken (20)

Style: Historical Author: Song HunWords: 3279Update Time: 24/01/12 11:34:02
It's okay to say that you, the students of the Yun family, are far away, but the distance between both sides is about the same.

The school is located between Jingyan Yanfang Residence and Yunjia Yanfang Residence, making it convenient for students from both sides to attend school.

They are all about the same distance and have similar road conditions!

I really don’t know anything about it, I’m shocked when I compare it!

Yan Yan didn't care about the way these dozen students lowered their heads. He pointed angrily at Yun Mu and yelled: "Come up!"

They came to the podium dejectedly.

"Papa, papa" Each student of the Yun family had twenty rulers. Not only did his palms turn red because of the harshness, but the ruler almost broke.

Yunmu and everyone were extremely aggrieved. This was not our fault. Why did the teacher blame all the mistakes on us?

When we suffered a lot, the teacher not only did not show sympathy and comfort, but punished us with a ruler.

They secretly wiped away tears while listening to the teacher's lesson.

But they are always bullied by those little thugs in their heads, so how can they listen to the teacher's lectures.

As a result, throughout the whole day, they forgot everything the teacher said.

I heard that Yun Muhe was bullied in school, so the Yun family gathered together after school to look after each other.

But strangely, nothing happened on the road.

After Yun Muhe returned to Liba's house, he wanted to tell Yun Wubing what happened on his way to school today.

But when I saw my father falling asleep on the bed, I had no choice but to give up the idea.

In order to find a suitable salt mine, Yun Wubing had to get up early and come home late every day, feeling exhausted every day.

Not only did the man become thinner, but he also became more tanned, which made the lady heartbroken.

The next day, Yunmu went to school with his friends, and suddenly heard someone shouting in front of him: "You bastard, go back to Wushan."

Yun Muhe and the others were stunned as mud and stones were thrown at them like raindrops.

Bang bang, bang bang, many people have been hit.

Many people were hiding, yelling, and calling the other person a bastard.

His classmate glanced at Yun Muhe, dodged, and said, "Xiao Langjun, the other person is going too far."

Kazuya Yunmu dodged, shook his head and said, "Master has repeatedly warned me not to make mistakes."

It seems to be in response to that sentence, I don't deceive others, but why do they deceive me.

Yun Muhe suddenly smelled a very familiar smell and almost vomited.

The smell of shit here is so stinky, it's unbearable.

Yun Muhe's blood immediately rushed to his head, it was too much to bully others.

My uncle can tolerate it, but my aunt cannot.

He immediately picked up a stone and shouted: "Kill these bastards."

Bang bang, bang bang, both sides dodge and fight back.

"It's late, retreat." After a cup of tea, Yun Muhe said loudly after venting his anger.

Yun Muhe ran quickly and dodged.

Yun Muhe's cousin Yun Muke sniffed and said, "Brother, you have a stinky smell. It's very stinky."

Only then did Yun Muhe remember that there was dog shit on his body.

He hurriedly took off his shirt, "You're going to be late again, you go to school first." He turned to Yun Muke and said, "I'll do the laundry."

"Brother, don't talk nonsense. Didn't we say that we share blessings and share hardships?" Yun Muke said, looking at other Yun family classmates.

Several other classmates had already taken steps. They were going to go to school, but they had to stop after hearing this.

Fortunately, there was a stream here and he washed the clothes quickly. I'm in trouble now. My clothes are wet and I can't wear them. What should I do?

Besides, he is not very big and has limited strength, so he cannot wring out the water from his wet clothes.

Yun Muke looked at Shiyi and said, "Brother, let me help you."

The two of them grabbed both sides of the wet suit and squeezed it hard until it was almost half dry.

When everyone took a look, these clothes were still a little wet. What should they do?

Yun Muhe didn't care much at this time and put it on directly. He had no time and had to go to school quickly.

When they arrived at the school classroom, they were late again. Twenty pairs of eyes in the classroom looked at them.

The local students from Jingyan looked at them with mocking faces.

"Why are you late again? I promised you yesterday?" Shun Yan pointed at them with a trembling right hand.

A local student from Jingyan sniffed and suddenly said, "No, why does it smell bad?"

"Yeah, it smells like dog shit!" said another local student from Jingyan.

In addition, a local student from Jingyan sniffed it hard and said, "This definitely smells like shit."

Everyone in the classroom could no longer hold back and burst into laughter.

The old master was so angry that his chest heaved, his white beard curled up and trembled, and he pointed at Yunmu and them.

He couldn't help shouting: "Rotten wood cannot be carved, and a wall of dung cannot be built!"

Jingyan's students couldn't help but burst into laughter again, and all the students from the Yun family clan bowed their heads.

After Yun Wubing came back from Yanfang, he saw his wife, Yun Dengshi, looking old and tired.

Yun Wubing couldn't help but bowed and said, "Madam, it's been a hard life these days!"

In the past half month, Yunjia Salt Factory has been looking for salt mines everywhere, but only inputs have been made, but no output has been produced.

The family mainly relies on Yundeng's family to raise chickens, pigs, cattle, vegetables, etc., and their life can only be said to be barely enough.

Mrs. Yun Deng saw that Yun Wubing's face was now full of smiles and full of energy.

He couldn't help but welcome him happily and asked: "Official, what are you so happy about today?"

"Thank you to the sky, thank you to the Salt God, I finally found a good salt mine this time." Yun Wubing bowed to the sky and then to the statue of Zhao Ping enshrined in the house.

Mrs. Yundeng's tired expression was instantly gone, and then she asked with some concern: "How big is this salt mine and what's the salt content?"

"How does it compare to the current salt mine in Jingyan?" That salt mine was the first to be mined by the Yun family, and of course everyone in the Yun family has never forgotten it.

Yun Wubing didn't answer him. This time he found some incense, lit it and respectfully burned incense for the statue of Zhao Ping.

"What exactly?" Seeing that Yun Wubing didn't answer, Yun Dengshi became anxious and wanted to pull, but finally took her hand back.

Yun Wubing placed the incense in front of the statue of Zhao Ping and saw the incense lingering and the smoke lingering.

At this time, he took a deep breath, turned to Mrs. Yun Deng and said, "This time is very good. The salt content is 30% higher than that of the local salt mine in Jingyan. It can be mined for half a year without any problems."

"Thank God, no, thank God of Salt!" Mrs. Yun Deng wiped away her tears.

After finishing speaking, she imitated Yun Wubing and placed the incense in front of the statue of Zhao Ping, held it high and lit it reverently.

The Yun family cut off all escape routes and came to Jingyan. After several setbacks and even poisoning with salt, they thought they had a firm foothold, but they didn't expect that the people in Jingyan were jealous and wanted to drive them away.

Now the pain is over and the salt mine is not only better in quality than before, but also in better quantity.

During the battle between Jingyan and Yunjia Salt Mine, Tang Deping was beaten by Yu Moyan and almost fainted.

He was carried back by his tribe, feeling very upset.

When he came out, he was ambitious and vowed to expel outsiders from Jingyan.

However, I did not expect that not only would the Yun family not be expelled, but the Yun family would also be able to firmly take root in Jingyan.

He was carried back, covered his face with his hands, walked away in a rage, and returned dejectedly.

But what he never expected was that he was welcomed like a hero.

Tang Zucai commented that Tang Deping was courageous and responsible.

Luo An commented that Tang Deping was brave and resourceful, and could bear the burden of eight children.

Hou Wanping commented that Tang Deping was an outstanding young man from Jingyan who was rare.

To his brother Tang De'an's regret, the Tang family announced that Tang Deping had passed the examination and was the candidate for the next clan leader.

Tang Deping couldn't help but be surprised, how could such a small action lead to such a big gain?

Tang Zucai stroked his beard, nodded and said, "The Yun family has been recognized by the government and obviously cannot be expelled."

"Being able to occupy the Yun family's salt mine is already a great achievement." Luo An also said excitedly.

"This salt mine has been mined by the Yun family and has become the most perfect. If the Yun family gives up the salt mine, it must be completely restarted." Hou Wanping pondered for a long time and said word by word, "It also gave me a bad breath."

Tang De'an looked at everyone and felt resentful.

"My brother was beaten so brutally by the security team and came back in such a mess. Why didn't you say anything?" Tang De'an wanted to say it very much, but the words had already reached his mouth and he was forced to swallow them.

Although he was reckless, he also knew that he couldn't say this.

After all, the security team not only fought well, but also turned Jingyan's poisonous salt into snow salt, changing the fate of Jingyan's people.

These aristocratic families can offend the Yun family and even challenge the government, but they must not offend the security team.

"This Yu Mo Yan is so powerful. He is both civil and military. He is also the shopkeeper of the entire salt house and the chief clerk of the security team here. We cannot let such a person go." After Luo An and Hou Wanping left, Tang Zucai said to him The current patriarch Tang Dingde said.

Tang Ding was now in his early fifties, in the prime of life. He nodded immediately after hearing this.

"My child obeys! Father!" Tang Ding decided to salute Tang Zucai.

"What a pity. It would be great to be able to give my daughter to Mr. Zhao," Tang Ding decided to sit down and drink tea and couldn't help but sigh.

After Tang Dingzhi drank tea in depression, he said gloomily: "This is really a flower falling deliberately, and a flowing water ruthless."

"Guan Zhao is indeed the best choice, but it's a pity that he has two stunning concubines by his side." Tang Zucai shook his head and said, "But this Yumoyan is not bad either. He is young and is already the chief secretary of the security team Jingyan. The great shopkeeper has a bright future."

Tang Dingde saluted his father and said, "The child naturally knows this truth, and the child is unwilling to accept it."

"Yu Moyan is not a scholar, he is just a scholar." At this point, he thought for a while and said, "If it weren't for Zhao Guanren, how could he be where he is today?"

"Indeed, the Yu family was able to prosper only by working together with Master Zhao." Tang Zucai nodded, "They were the first to get there. This is their fate."

The father and son sat down to drink tea together. After drinking the tea for a few times, they put it down. It felt like the tea had become bitter now, with a wry smile on their faces.

The father and son looked at each other and couldn't help sighing, their eyes full of unwillingness.

Although Luo Ansheng of the Luo family was drinking tea, the tea cup was put up and put down again.