Chapter 9 Everyone is a prophet

Chapter 9: Everyone is a prophet

Yun Qi worked very hard. Carrying a stone weighing more than 100 kilograms, he climbed up the high wall along the springboard and built the stone After that, he opened his mouth and gasped.

Before he even took a deep breath, he saw Yun Yang climbing up with an equally heavy stone on his back. He ignored his breath and walked to his son in two or three steps. He unloaded the stone from his son's back and said angrily: "How can you do this job if you don't have enough strength? How can you survive after injuring your waist?"

Yun Yang said angrily: "I don't want that idiot to look down on me."

Yun Qi glanced down and found that Yun Zhao was looking up with two little maids, waving at him.

Yun Zhao was neatly dressed under the wall. Looking at the ragged clothes of his son next to him, Yun Qi sadly patted his son on the shoulder and said: "You are not lucky. If you are lucky, At this time, you should go to school and practice martial arts instead of carrying stones with your useless father."

Yun Yang was silent for a moment and said to his father: "If you don't recognize the eldest lady as your mother, the child will feel relieved. I have always been worried about how I would shout "Mother!" when I enter the mansion one day.

The corners of Yun Qi's eyes were a little moist, and he said naa: "If you weren't so sensible, dad wouldn't be sad... If only you weren't my son!" "

Yun Yang leaned over to move the stone, but Yun Qi stopped him. He pointed at Yun Zhao below and said to Yun Yang: "Go and take a look, he is calling you, be patient." "

Yun Yang gritted his teeth and walked down a few floors, then jumped down and landed in front of Yun Zhao with a thud without saying a word.

The thirteen-year-old The half-grown boy is two heads taller than Yun Zhao. Most of the Guanzhong boys have Chinese-character faces that make them look mature. At this moment, without saying a word, his power is revealed.

" You have to go to school! "

Yun Zhao got straight to the point.

Yun Yang was stunned for a moment, even picked his ears, and then asked doubtfully: "Studying? My family can't afford Shuxiu! ”

“My husband’s appointment has been negotiated. I’ll come tomorrow. I’m already copying books for you.” "

Yun Yang was furious, grabbed Yun Zhao's chest, lifted him up and shouted face to face: "I won't be your servant! "

Yun Zhao was suddenly lifted up, waving his hands and feet, and his two little maids immediately pounced on him ferociously. One of them held one of Yun Yang's legs and bit it with all their strength.

Yun Yang left Yun Zhao, shook his legs and threw away the two maids, turned around and left.

Yun Zhao was thrown to the ground, and he immediately stood up and said loudly: "Yunba, you bastard, who said you should be a servant? "

Yun Yang stopped and looked back at Yun Zhao: "Do landlords have good hearts? Dogs don’t eat shit anymore! "

Yun Zhao said in shock: "Aren't we brothers? You are Cloud Eight, I am Cloud Eighteen! "

When Yun Yang heard what Yun Zhao said, for some reason, most of the anger in his chest immediately disappeared. He clasped his fists at Yun Zhao and said like an adult: "Young master, just let Yun go. Come on, the Yang family, from now on, Yun Yang will never enter the mansion again. "

The little maid Yun Chun was shaken away by Yun Yang, and she felt angry, so she stuck her waist in and said, "If you want to enter, Uncle Fu will not let you in."

Yun Zhao smiled and said: "You won't go in when you are worshiping your ancestors?" Won't you go in when the land is being divided?

Let’s go over there and talk. Going to school has nothing to do with what happened before. The main reason is that my husband said that I am too stupid and need to find some companions to improve my studies. ”

This is much more reasonable. Yun Yang longed to go to school. Yunjiazhuangzi did not have a school before. He secretly went to Qianjiazhuangzi more than once to watch other children go to school. For this, he was not spared money.

Now that he has the opportunity to go to school without having to sell himself into slavery, this is too tempting for him, a young man who is eager to make progress.

“Let Yunshu go! I'm a little older. "

When Yun Yang said this, his bright eyes gradually became scattered.

This sentence was completely different in Yun Zhao's ears... This is What a great beast who has been educated in feudalism... No, man, he has self-respect, his son is filial, his brothers are respectful, and he will definitely repay his favor with death...

“You’re not the only one, of course your brother Yun Shu is going too, not just him, but all my brothers from the Yun family are going! "

"Everyone? "

For the first time, Yun Yang's cold face showed a surprised expression.

"I originally wanted Chunchun, Huahua and the others to enroll in school too, but the teacher scolded me. After a meal, he refused to teach the girl. "

"How much will it cost..."

Yun Yang quickly calculated the cost of repairing the husband's hair in his mind. In fact, he had already calculated this cost countless times. Now, if all thirty-four brothers of the same generation are admitted to school, they only need to add thirty-four times. With only three people added, the amount of fees has exceeded his imagination.

Yun Zhao naturally. They won't take out the IOU. For now, they are all a bunch of poor people. Taking it out will only scare everyone away, and it will do no good.

It's like Mr. Xu Yuanshou's method of casting a wide net. Yun Zhao thought he could use it.

There are forty-one brothers of Yun Zhao's generation. Except for seven who have grown up and married, the remaining thirty-four are all. This is Yun Zhao's goal.

Of course there are not only peers of the same age in the big family, but also more than a dozen grandfathers, uncles and uncles of the same age but with very different generations.Nephews, grandnephews and the like.

Yun Zhao has no intention of letting go of these people. Those who can study will go to study, and those who can practice martial arts will practice martial arts. In short, ever since he heard that there was an explosion in Beijing, Yun Zhao has clearly understood I know what kind of era I live in.

It’s a little late to make preparations now...

“Don’t worry about Mr. Xu Xiu, go and ask who wants to come to school, and then bring them to your home to find Mr. Xu. I I don’t care.”

Going to school is very attractive to Yun Yang. He will definitely work hard to do it. Yun Yang is enough.

Yun Zhao felt that it would be better for him to remain the silly son of the landlord.

Spring is approaching, and the clouds on Yushan Mountain have dropped a lot. The cold fog that used to cover the mountainside now seems to have settled at the foot of the mountain.

Everyone is waiting for a spring rain. If God opens his eyes and allows this spring rain to come as scheduled, then half of this year's summer grain will be guaranteed.

Yun Yang saw Yun Zhao staring at the cold mist in the mountains in a daze, so he asked carefully: "There are still many people!"

Yun Zhao shook his head and said: "In my opinion, there are few people. !”

The emperor is not afraid of hungry soldiers. In order to make Yun Yang get rewards from his hands, Yun Zhao took out two persimmon cakes stained with persimmon frost from the book box and slapped them on Yun Yang’s chest. He said in his hand: "Give it to the little sister."

Yunyang's sister is actually Yun Zhao's sister. Yun Yang has a clear understanding of this. Plus Yun Zhao is too young, naturally You won't think in a bad direction.

He took the persimmon cake naturally, put it carefully into his arms and said, "I'm going to find the other brothers. Don't try to coax me and make us happy in vain."

Yun Zhao said: "No, I don't want to play alone."

After saying that, he took the two little maids back to the big house.

The big willow tree in front of the door was finally sawed down, and the center of the entire tree was empty. A middle-aged Taoist priest with a mustache was waving a peach wood sword and throwing burning sticks into the hollow heart of the tree. Yellow talisman paper.

After taking a sip of Guanzhong’s unique sorghum wine and spraying it into the heart of the tree, countless bright yellow flames emerged from the holes in the trunk.

After several times, the Taoist priest with a mustache stopped his performance, pointed to the hollow heart of the tree and said to Yun Fu: "The ghost house has been burned down, and no matter what wronged souls there are, they have become trees without roots. The sourceless water will not cause any big storms.

The only thing to worry about is the ghosts passing by. I think that your mansion should be associated with my Golden Immortal Temple and check it out every year. Completely quiet the family, keep the family safe, and ensure the prosperity of the Yun family's descendants." Yun Fu smiled and said, "It's easy to talk about getting married. How do you think my young master looks like first?"

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Taoist Master Mustache stroked his short beard and looked at Yun Zhao for a while, then asked Yun Zhao's birthday, and after counting on his knuckles, he said: "The young master of your house is a blessed man. Three disasters and eight disasters have been overcomeMost of it. "

After hearing this, Yun Fu quickly said: "Does it mean that my young master still has unfinished suffering? "

Mustache Taoist sighed deeply and said: "When the sky thunder hits the capital, it is like a knife being stabbed in the chest.

The heaven and the earth are tangible, and humans are not the same. We are just insects attached to the Ming Dynasty. If the country is in trouble, how can the people who depend on it be spared?

This is a catastrophe. You can't avoid it if you have a long line of descendants. Wealth is easy to get. You can't avoid it... Well, let's see how long it takes! ”