Chapter 9 Everyone is a prophet

Yunqi worked very hard on his work. He carried a stone weighing more than 100 pounds and climbed up the high wall along the springboard. After building the stones, he opened his mouth and gasped.

He didn't even breathe, and saw Yun Yang climbing up with a rock that was the same heavy. He didn't care about breathing and greeted his son in three or two steps, removed the stone from his son's back and said angrily: "You are not strong enough, why do you do this job? After you hurt your waist, you will live a life but it's not a good time?"

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

Yunqi looked down and found that Yun Zhao was looking up with two little maids, waving to him.

Yun Zhao was wearing clean clothes under the wall. When he looked at his son's ragged clothes beside him, Yun Qi patted his son's shoulder sadly and said, "You are not lucky. If you are lucky, you should go to school and practice martial arts at this time, instead of following your useless father to carry stones."

Yun Yang was silent for a moment and said to his father: "I don't recognize the eldest lady as a mother, but the child was relieved. I have always been worried about how to shout "Mom!"

Yunqi's eyes were a little wet, and he said in a naughty way: "If you are not so sensible, your father will not be sad... How great would it be if you weren't my son!"

Yun Yang leaned over to move the stones, but was stopped by Yunqi. He pointed at Yun Zhao below and said to Yun Yang, "Go and see, he is calling you, hold on."

Yun Yang gritted his teeth, walked down a few layers, then jumped down, and fell in front of Yun Zhao without saying a word.

The thirteen-year-old half-aged boy was two heads taller than Yun Zhao. Most of the teenagers in Guanzhong looked mature with a national-shaped face. At this time, without saying a word, a sense of power was revealed.

Yun Zhao's appearance is now impossible to say. I don't know if it's because of his beautiful eyebrows or the traditional Guanzhong, or if he has a face with a Chinese character. In short, his face is full of flesh, his face is round and has no neck at all. His round head is placed on his shoulders and looks silly. If it weren't for his competing eyes, his big and black and full of spirit, this face would basically be impossible.

"You're going to study!"

Yun Zhao straightened the truth.

Yun Yang was stunned for a moment, and even clenched his ears, then said in confusion: "Study? My family can't afford to take care of the slaughter!"

"Mr. Shu Xiu has already agreed. I will come tomorrow. Mr. is copying a book for you."

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

Yun Zhao was suddenly lifted up, and his hands and feet were swinging. His two little maids immediately rushed up fiercely. One of them held one of Yun Yang's legs and bit them hard.

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

Yun Zhao was thrown to the ground and immediately turned over and stood up and shouted: "Yun Ba, you bastard, who said you want you to be a servant?"

Yun Yang stopped and looked back at Yun Zhao and said, "The landlord's family will have a good heart? Dogs won't eat shit anymore!"

Yun Zhao said in surprise: "Aren't we brothers? You are Yunba, and I am Yunshiba!"

When Yun Yang heard Yun Zhao say this, somehow, the anger in his chest immediately disappeared. He hugged Yun Zhao and said like an adult: "Young Master, let Yun Yang's family go. From now on, Yun Yang will never enter the mansion again."

The little maid Yunchun was shaken away by Yun Yang. She felt angry, so she inserted her waist and said, "You will not let you in if you want to join."

Yun Zhao smiled and said, "You don't go in when worshiping ancestors? You don't go in when you get married and divide the fields?"

Let's go, let's talk there. Going to school has nothing to do with the past. The main reason is that my husband said I was too stupid and needed to find a few people to accompany me to study so that my studies can improve my career.”

This is much more reasonable. Yun Yang was eager to go to school. Yunjiazhuang had no school before. He secretly went to Qianjiazhuang to peek at other children to school more than once, and for this reason he was driven away by the Qian family.

Nowadays, if you have the opportunity to go to school, you don’t have to sell yourself as a slave, which is too tempting for him, a young man who is determined to be ambitious.

"Let Yunshu go! I'm a little older."

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

This sentence is completely different in Yun Zhao's ears... What a great animal who has received feudal education... No, people, have self-esteem, have a conscience, have a kind father, have a filial son, have a friendly brother, respectful brother, and will repay the favors of others with death... It's so rare!!!

"It's not you, your younger brother Yunshu will go, of course, not only him, but all my Yuns brothers will go!"

"Everyone?"

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

"I originally wanted Chunchun and Huahua and the others to go to school, but the teacher scolded me and refused to teach the girl."

"How much does it cost..."

Yun Yang quickly calculated the Mr.'s charge of the charge in his mind. He had actually calculated this fee countless times. Now if all the thirty-four brothers of the same generation go to school, they would just add thirty-four times. With just three people added, the amount of the fee would have exceeded his imagination.

Yun Zhao naturally would not take out the IOU. As for now, they are all a group of poor people. Taking it out will only scare everyone away, and there is no benefit.

Just like Mr. Xu Yuanshou's method of casting a wide net, Yun Zhao felt that he could use it.

There are forty-one brothers in Yun Zhao's generation. Except for seven who have already married into adults, the remaining thirty-four people are Yun Zhao's targets.

Of course, there will be no only peers of the same age in the big family, but also more than a dozen grandfathers, uncles, nephews, and grandchildren with similar ages and great generations.

Yun Zhao did not intend to let these people go. Those who can study should go to study, and those who can practice martial arts should go to practice martial arts. In short, since he heard that Beijing City exploded once, Yun Zhao has clearly known what era he was living in.

It's a bit late to prepare now...

"Don't worry about Mr. Shu Xiu's affairs, go and ask who wants to come to school, and then bring them to your house to find Mr. Xu, I don't care."

The matter of going to school is too attractive to Yun Yang himself. He will definitely do this matter with all his might. Yun Yang is enough.

Yun Zhao felt that he would just continue to be the stupid son of the local owner.

Spring is approaching, and the clouds on Yushan have dropped a lot. The cold fog that used to be shrouded on the hillside now seems to be falling at the foot of the mountain.

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

Seeing Yun Zhao staring at the cold fog in the mountains, Yun Yang asked carefully: "There are still many people!"

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

The emperor was not afraid of hungry soldiers. In order to make Yun Yang get a habit of getting rewards from his own hands, Yun Zhao took out two persimmon cakes from the bookcase and patted them in Yun Yang's hand and said, "Give it to my little sister."

Yun Yang's girl is actually Yun Zhao's girl. Yun Yang has a clear understanding of this point, and Yun Zhao is too young, so naturally he will not think in a bad direction.

Naturally, he took the persimmon cake and carefully put it in his arms and said, "I'll go find the rest of my brothers, don't coax me, let's have a happy moment."

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

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

The big willow tree in front of the door was finally sawed down, and the center of the whole tree was empty. A middle-aged Taoist priest with a small beard was waving his peach wood sword and throwing burning yellow talisman paper into the hollow tree's heart.

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

After several times, the bearded Taoist priest stopped performing and pointed to the hollow tree heart and said to Yun Fu: "The ghost house has been burned. No matter what kind of unjust souls are, they have become a tree without roots and water without source, and there will be no big storm.

The only thing that can be considered is the passing ghosts and monsters. I think that your mansion should have a connection with my Golden Immortal Temple and explore it every year to completely calm the house, keep the house safe, and keep the descendants of the Yun family prosperous."

Yun Fu smiled and bowed, "It's easy to talk about getting along. Taoist priest first, how is my young master's face?"

Taoist priest stroked his short beard and looked at Yun Zhao for a while. He asked Yun Zhao’s birth date and horoscopes. After calculating on his finger joints, he said, “The young master of yourselves is a blessed person. He has overcome most of the disasters and eight difficulties.”

After hearing this, Yun Fu hurriedly said, "Does my young master still have hardships that have not been completed?"

The bearded Taoist sighed and said, "The sky thunder hit the capital, like a person suffering a knife in the chest.

The world is tangible, but people are the same. We are just worms that depend on the Ming Dynasty. In the country, the country is in trouble, so how can those who depend on it be spared?
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