Chapter 22 Who is the big hero?

Chapter 22 Who is the great hero?

Obviously, Mr. Xu does not think so. He even thinks that this is a mistake that violates ethics and is of a bad nature.

In the environment where Yun Zhao grew up, except for the kindness of father and son and filial piety, it seemed that other ethical contents were gradually being forgotten.

Therefore, he was considering feasibility more than ethics.

Back at Yunjuan's hut, he found that the hard-working brothers had found more magnets and went to the creek.

The stream is cold in spring, and for the farm boy, whether to wear pants or not is not an important thing.

So, except for the older Yun Yang, the others were using magnets to attract iron sand on the beach with their scarred buttocks naked.

The advantage of having more people is that no matter how inefficient the work is, it will always add up. In the evening, Yun Yang already had a dustpan full of iron sand in his hand.

Including the iron sand Yun Yang collected before, it weighs a hundred kilograms.

The crowd carried the iron sand to the front of the blacksmith shop. Liu Zongmin glanced at it and continued busy with his work.

Yun Yang was a discerning man. When he saw Liu Zongmin forging iron alone, he took the initiative to pick up a hammer and stood beside him. Liu Zongmin replaced it with a small hammer and gently knocked on the iron block, Yun Yang said. Yang just hit it with a sledgehammer. It was still very awkward at first, but after a while, the two of them cooperated very well.

The small hammer points, the big hammer exerts force, and the tinkling sound is very pleasant.

The matter was settled, Yun Zhao and the other brothers left immediately, preparing to continue collecting iron sand tomorrow.

At night, Yun Niang allowed her son to go home.

So Yun Zhao was very energetic when he entered the house, like a general returning from a victory.

With a snort, Yun Chun helped him take off his shoes. With another snort, Yunhua brought him foot-washing water. With another snort, Granny Qin brought him dinner. Yun Zhao wanted to go again. He snorted, looked at his mother's frost-covered face, and held back.

Uncle Fu was also there when we had dinner today, but he ate at another table in the room instead of sitting on the kang with Yun Zhao and his mother.

"A guerrilla general named Gao Conglong came to Xi'an, so many people on the mountain came down."

Fu Bo took a sip of wine and ate another. Wild vegetables, this is the way to behave as if nothing has happened.

"Is this Gao Conglong a powerful one?"

Fu Bo smiled and said: "Very powerful. He killed the giant bandits Wang Er and Wang Daliang in Yansui Town." , was invited by the King of Qin to come to Xi'an to train his troops."

Yun Niang smiled and said: "Liu Zongmin came to our Zhuangzi to take refuge, right?"

Uncle Fu shook his head and said: "No. Yes, Liu Zongmin didn't get along with Ji Shanhu, so he left Crescent Mountain and planned to stay in hiding for a while before deciding where to go."

Yun Niang whispered: "Uncle Fu is optimistic about this person?"

Uncle Fu nodded and said: "This man is cruel and extremely fierce., the old slave thought he could be used as the leader of the servants, and after recruiting him for two days, he found that he had no intention of doing this.

If you are forced to stay, you may be in trouble! "

Yun Niang nodded and said: "It is best for the Yun family to be safe. "

Uncle Fu sighed and said: "The old slave thought that this man's mother was still alive, but it turned out that his mother did not survive the winter. This man has no ties anymore and is ambitious.

The Yun family cannot control such a person.

Yunniang frowned and said, "How is your character?" If his character is feasible, he can get a wife and buy a homestead, and maybe he will settle down after having children.

Uncle Fu shook his head and said: "The old slave is getting old. I thought that there would finally be someone who could replace the old slave. But now it seems that it is not possible. This year's spring rain has only benefited the people in the Weinan Plain area." , in the land to the west, God has not given a drop of rain.

If it doesn’t rain in May, there will be refugees, and Xi’an will bear the brunt!

As long as refugees gather, giant bandits will often appear. With the current power of the government, I am afraid that they will not be able to quell them.

So, whether to kill or release this person, the old slave is still thinking. ”

Uncle Fu was discussing important matters with his mother, and Yun Zhao was not qualified to interrupt, so he had been eating quietly and could not express any opinions.

He didn’t know that Uncle Fu Why do you think he can kill Liu Zongmin? He only knows that in his memory, Liu Zongmin lived a very majestic life from then on...

"Uncle Fu, is Shaanxi really going to be in chaos? "

Uncle Fu pushed away his rice bowl, lit the pot and took two puffs of smoke: "Weinan is not going to be like this, but Yan'an Mansion is probably going to be a mess."

After the summer grain harvest this year, we will have to consider our options. Madam, don’t worry, I have made arrangements and everything will be fine. "

After speaking, Yunfu left the room and walked slowly out of the back house.

"Mom, Uncle Fu is going to kill someone?

Yunniang sighed and said: "These days, killing has become a routine for everyone. Don't ask about these things, just study hard." ”

Yun Zhao found that the quality of his sleep was plummeting!

The most important way Uncle Fu dealt with things was to kill people!

Mother I'm used to Uncle Fu's way of handling things.

The Yun family can easily take in a bandit and plan to use such a person as the leader of the household. If he finds that he is not suitable, he is ready to kill him!

This person is Liu Zongmin... a real giant bandit who has left his name in the history books!

In this case, what kind of existence is the Yun family?

One moment he was excited, and the next he felt scared...

Yun Zhao was the first. The next time I slept until dawn

Grandma Qin walked with trembling little feet to see if her eldest son had woken up.Yunhua brought the face wash and waited eagerly for the young master to wake up.

Yun Zhao rubbed his eyes and sat up. He saw these three people at a glance and quickly determined that these three people had no fighting ability.

Two black-faced servant women walked through the yard. The big white goose just stretched its neck and took a look, then continued to pace in the yard.

These two servant women may be more powerful than the big white goose, but they are not beyond Yun Zhao's understanding, and they can barely be regarded as people without fighting ability.

Although the cook can lift a large square table by herself, that is because of her big shoulders and round waist, and has nothing to do with her combat effectiveness.

The maid who came in carrying two huge buckets was just trying to show off her strength.

My mother was squatting in the garden planting flowers. Even though the small shovel in her hand was very sharp, it was just a frequently used tool and had no lethality.

Fu Bo lives in the atrium. He may have smoked too much just now, and now he is coughing violently.

The sound of his hoarse voice was terrifying, and the veins on his forehead were popping out. If someone attacked him at this time, he would be dead.

The person who slapped Fu Bo on the back was a tall servant, wearing a traditional black soft hat with a red pom-pom on it. He was very tall and wearing green clothes. He was indescribably funny. .

Judging from the way Fu Bo extended his legs to kick him, this guy is not agile at all, and his combat power cannot exceed five!

A servant who is trying to move a water tank looks like an idiot at first glance. He should at least drain the water out of the water tank before moving it!

The servants who wave their arms to drive away the sparrows are even more stupid... If you don’t want the sparrows to settle down and lay their eggs under the tiles, you should go up to your room and chase them away!

A large row of women sat under the eaves spinning threads. The threads in their hands were only green and gray-white. These threads were eventually woven into a one-foot-wide white and green coarse cloth. Sewing clothes of coarse white and green cloth that everyone hates.

There is no possibility of a master hiding among this group of people.

After seeing these people, Yun Zhao believed that if Liu Zongmin went crazy, he could easily create a tragedy in Yunshi similar to what Wu Song caused in Yuanyanglou!

Mr. Xu’s back was straight, and he was holding a book in his hand, but he was not reading it. His eyes were still looking at the sky, and he didn’t know what he was looking at. The sky was as blue as a wash, and there was no cloud at all. .

He best fits the appearance of Yun Zhao's hero. Whether it is the three strands of beard on his face or the pretentious book in his hand, it is serious proof that he is an extraordinary person.

However, Yun Zhao had seen him pass out from hunger with hay in his mouth... Such a person must have knowledge, but as for force... impossible! Liu Zongmin could crush him to death eight times with one hand!

The front yard of the Yun clan has almost become a shared space for the Yun clan. The busy farming season is almost over. Everyone is sitting under the eaves picking up bean seeds and chatting. Some of them seem to be still discussing how to change them. Good cheap vegetables.

They are all real farmers, so Yun Zhao will naturally not pay attention to them.

Out of the gate, Yun Zhao saw a roaring fire!

The naked Liu Zongmin was pulling the bellows vigorously. The nearly white flames coming out of the stove were burning his oily and smooth skin. Every time he pulled the bellows, the muscles on his arms were shaking. Scurrying up and down like a mouse!

The muscle groups on both sides separated from the heart are extremely developed, and there are some muscles growing horizontally between the two muscle groups, which are like the leather cords on the armor that tightly bind the two muscle groups into a whole.

"Open the gate!"

Liu Zongmin roared and pushed the stove from the other direction, causing the heavy stove to gradually tilt. Yun Yang, who was standing by, opened the seal of the stove. , a stream of bright red molten iron poured out of the furnace and poured into the trough that had been dug on the ground.

The molten iron filled the trench. Liu Zongmin exerted his strength with both arms, and the molten iron stove wrapped in thick red mud returned to its original position. His sweat splashed on the stove, and a stream of water rose up. The white air in my butt disappeared.

Yun Zhao clicked his lips, then looked back at Yun Fu who continued to squat on the low wall of the garden smoking. He didn't know what to say!

Who is killing whom?