Chapter 16 Yunzhao is asking for trouble
“Boy, that piece of wood is too thick. You don’t build a palace, so you don’t need these beams. Look, that piece of wood is very thick. It’s appropriate!”
Yunfu squatted on the pile of wood, sucking on his own tampa while pointing.
Yun Zhao was scratching his head. These young people didn’t know shit. If you wanted to build a shared house, you couldn’t rely on them.
However, the adults were watching the fun, watching Yun Zhao stealing their own things, with weird smiles on their faces, but no one came out to stop him.
Not only that, there are also some people who specifically guide these children to get the most valuable wood, such as the beams and pillars in front of them that are three feet long and cannot be carried by one person.
Yun Zhao looked at the group of people and smiled silently. He had been farming in a small ravine for many years, and his vision was staggeringly narrow. He only thought about how to get some advantages and never helped others. idea.
Yunjuan and Yunshu turned a blind eye when the two tribesmen were struggling to survive right under their noses. Not only that, they even took advantage of the two children's parents to die one after another. They also divided up their fields and took away their homesteads, leaving only a small hut like a pigsty for the two children.
Yun Zhao once asked his mother why his family didn’t help these two young men. His mother replied: The Yun family can only govern the people of the Yun family, and the rest of the people are not named Yun, they are just The slaves of the Yun family changed their surnames and took care of the tenants under the Yun family. After many years, the group of people gradually multiplied and had nothing to do with the Yun family.
Back then, before Yunjuan's father passed away, he entrusted the two brothers to his original family and not to the Yun family. Therefore, the Yun family had no obligation to the two brothers. If Taking action will make their family members think that the Yun family is exploiting these two boys. It is impossible to say that they have to pay his clan members a sum of money, which is equivalent to spending money to buy slaves, so that they can legitimately take these two boys back. Yunshi.
Yun Zhao is not unfamiliar with what his mother said.
What wealthy families are actually afraid of is not the government or merchants, but farmers! Big families are always wary of these farmers.
Big families are vigilant, government officials are vigilant, and even big businessmen are vigilant...
So... vigilance can easily turn into cruelty Exploitation ultimately accelerates the demise of an era.
Just from the fact that most of the past dynasties were destroyed by peasant uprisings, we can see that peasants are the absolute controllers of this world.
They have their own set of values and their own understanding of the world. Sometimes they are so warm that they make people cry, and sometimes they are so cruel that they are shocking.
Sometimes it is so obedient that it makes people angry, and sometimes it is so violent that it is like a ball of fire, causing only destruction wherever it goes.
Many people know that troubled times are coming, but no one knows better than Yun Zhao how cruel and cruel the coming troubled times will be.Horrible...
This is a group of people who possess a treasure but don't know it.
The Yun Zhao family is almost a model of self-sufficiency. Everything they need to build a house can be easily found in the Yun family.
But, how to build a house?
A group of teenagers squatted on the foundation of Yunshu and Yunjuan's houses that had been vacated. Facing a lot of materials for building a house, they didn't know where to start.
Mr. Xu walked over with his yellow dog and a book under his arm. He turned a blind eye to the students who stood up and saluted him and walked away. In the past, I just accidentally dropped a book.
Yun Zhao quickly picked up the book, and after watching his husband go away, he looked at the title.
"Create French Style"!
This is a chapter dedicated to building this category.
Yun Zhao opened the book... and was confused... The ancients never spoke well when talking about craftsmanship. There was too much room for imagination in it.
Fortunately, two pieces of paper fell out of the pages - full of pictures and texts.
Yun Zhao once again thanked his mother for her insight, and once again thanked him for his non-existent ten thousand taels of silver.
Then he called a large group of children and started building the house according to the steps on the drawing!
When it got dark, a group of young people who had not eaten anything went home each other, hungry but extremely excited.
Only Yunjuan and Yunshu were left who wanted to take care of their own home. Ever since the first pillar was planted in the soil, the two brothers risked their lives to work, even though they were already hungry. They had no energy left, but still gritted their teeth and persisted - they really wanted a house of their own and were willing to give everything they had for this house.
When Yun Zhao returned home, he had become a clay figure.
Even the big white goose disliked the mud on his body and was unwilling to bite him.
Sitting on the threshold and taking off his wet clothes, Yun Zhao felt extremely tired.
The mother came over and put him into clean clothes, looked at her son up and down, and then wiped his head and face like a watermelon.
From the way he wiped the watermelon, Yun Zhao could feel that his mother was a little angry.
"How does it feel to steal your own things?"
"I feel so idle for nothing!"
"Why, do you know that you have suffered a loss?"< /p>
"There is no loss. As long as the house is built, whatever I ask the Yunjuan brothers to do from now on, they will do it. It should be a big gain."
"Blindly giving benefits to others. , It will only breed white-eyed wolves, and it needs kindness and power!"
"So, I chose to steal our things instead of coming to you to ask for help."
"Are you ready to be beaten? I won't be merciful this time!"
"Yun Yang can be beaten harder, he is a little lazy today."scattered. ”
“Oh, I got it. ”
Yun Niang carried her tired son onto the kang. Yun Zhao looked at his dinner and couldn’t help but sigh. There was no noodles, only millet and salted vegetables...
After a lot of physical exertion, it is very helpful to increase appetite. Yun Zhao ate two bowls of rice today, which was tasteless and harmful to the throat.
After that, he felt a little sad. He was obviously a young man from a landlord's family who only had food to eat. Why did he have to suffer such a punishment at such a young age?
Looking at his mother personally bringing pen, ink, paper and inkstones. , Yun Zhao sighed in his heart. Since ancient times, there has never been a shortcut to becoming a master.
Writing is actually very particular. The teacher often said that you must be calm before you can write well. , Only by being in awe of words can you write good articles.
Yun Zhao finally listened to these words, but it was very difficult to do. He sat with his back straight and his waist in his arms for two hours. , is a kind of torture to people, let alone a child like him. If Yun Zhao didn't have a foreign heart, he wouldn't have been able to sit there for two hours.
This is what Mr. Yun Zhao said to him calmly. The biggest requirement is that after writing the "Three Character Classic" a hundred times, Yun Zhao also has to write down the "Hundred Family Surnames" and the "Thousand Character Classic" a hundred times each.
As the teacher said, The smarter the child, the more he should use terrazzo skills, so that he can achieve success.
At night, the patter of rain finally stopped, and after the clouds were blown away by the wind, the blue sky was revealed.
But the blue sky quickly turned into a light ink color. After Yun Zhao finished writing, the blue sky completely turned into a black brocade studded with diamonds.
p>The apricot blossoms outside the window are withering. Some have fallen on Yun Zhao’s table, some have fallen into Yun Zhao’s ink pool, and some have fallen gently into Yun Zhao’s arms, clinging to them. His delicate skin slid down to his belly.
The apricot blossom newly embroidered by his mother has not withered, but the color is dull. After all, Yun Zhao cannot do anything with it. After packing up the paper and pen, I went to the rain urn in front of the door to wash the brush.
The rain was cold, but when I put the brush in the rain urn, I could not see the ink marks clearly in the night, but the brush was already gone. Cleaned up.
Yunfu is still smoking his tampa, and the sparks flicker in the dark like large fireflies.
This is his habit every day. He won’t rest until midnight.
“Uncle Fu, can you tell me about Liu Zongmin? "
Uncle Fu hid in the darkness and couldn't see his face clearly, but his voice came through.
"A simple and honest blacksmith, with a wife above him, who is poor and unmarried. I want to come to our house and sell my crafts to make some money and find myself a wife. What can I say? "
"Do you think people's hearts can really change? ”
“Of course it will change. In the past, your Uncle FuI just wanted to stay in the Yun Sect for ten years and repay the kindness of the old general. Who knew that I would stay in your Yun Sect for twenty-four years without knowing it.
I used to think about following the swordsmen in Guanzhong, walking to the west entrance, and exploring the Western Regions. But as I got older, I no longer had this thought. ”
“Uncle Fu, I want to learn the sword from you!” "
"I know, I've seen it a long time ago. Just wait another year. You haven't grown up yet. I will teach you when you grow up. ”
“Uncle Fu, can you practice your sword skills?” ”
Fu Bo didn’t respond for a long time, until the sparks in the dark night went out, he didn’t respond either. After a while, Yun Zhao heard the sound of Fu Bo pulling his shoes back to the room.