One time when he returned to the Yang Mansion, Yang Wanli's face was ashen and he said sternly: "Draw your sword to clear the way, hurt but not kill!"
In front of the Yang family's door, there were a large number of beggars, homeless people, and scoundrels, shouting feebly, asking the Yang family to pay back the money, some directly asking for a hundred taels, and most of them asking for ten taels.
Rub rub rub...
Eight of them took out their swords from their sheaths, walked directly towards the crowd, and chopped them off with their swords!
"Ah, the Yang family killed someone!"
"Run quickly!"
"The Yang family is crazy. They don't give money and they kill people!"
Someone screamed and the crowd dispersed immediately!
They are originally refugees, beggars, and poor people, and not many of them are brave!
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As soon as I saw someone running away, all the courage I had in gathering people disappeared!
In the blink of an eye, hundreds of people blocking the door of Yang's house were all gone!
"mob!"
Yang Wanli snorted disdainfully, and the carriage drove into Yang's house!
"The young master is back!"
The doorkeeper shouted, and many servants and maids came out to greet him!
Yang Wanli said with a straight face: "How come it's like this, with so many people blocking the door, where is the third uncle!"
The servant knelt down and reported carefully: "The third master was so angry that he vomited blood and he hasn't woken up yet!"
Yang Wanli snorted coldly: "Send a thousand taels to the government office and ask them to thoroughly investigate who is making lies and deceive the public, and ask them to tear down all those notices!"
The servant will do it immediately!
Yang Wanli came to a bedroom and saw Yang Shuo lying on the bed and waking up. He couldn't help but said: "Uncle, how could it be like this!"
"They're all that boy named Wang!"
Yang Shuo gritted his teeth and roughly explained the cause and effect.
Yang Wanli squinted his eyes and pondered for a long time and shook his head: "Third uncle, you are wrong. A little boy and a mud-legged guy from the countryside. If he had so many means, he should have appeared before. How could he wait until now? All of this is
The Wang family is behind this to annex our Yang family salt industry, and the mastermind behind this is that old fox Wang Haitian!"
"Yep!"
Yang Shuo was startled to react: "No wonder Wang Haitian invited that boy to his door a few days ago and said that his knowledge surpassed him, and Yan Tongzhi even knelt down in front of that boy! It turns out that all this is because you, the old fox, are building momentum for him.
In order to push him out to be a puppet! What should we do now, that old fox Wang Haitian is not easy to deal with!"
Yang Wanli sneered: "Third uncle, don't worry. If that old fox had taken action before, I wouldn't have been able to deal with him, but now it's easy for me to deal with him and that kid!"
Yang Shuo's eyes lit up: "You have a way!"
Yang Shuo looked arrogant: "That old fox shouldn't have promoted that boy to be a judge of the Dinglongtai Poetry Society. At tomorrow's poetry meeting, I will operate on him first and trample him into the dust, and then I will do that to Wang Haitian.
The old fox took action to completely cut off their thoughts and seek justice for the Yang family!"
Yang Shuo breathed a sigh of relief: "Wan Li, it all depends on you!"
Yang Wanli said confidently: "Third uncle, don't worry. We are all little boys who don't even have the reputation of being a scholar. I'm going to step on the mud without moving my feet."
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Dinglongtai is located on the bank of Yishui River, Shili west of Jiushan County!
Before dawn, carriages left the city one after another and drove to the Yishui River ten miles west of Dingcheng.
More than two hundred years ago, at the end of the Jin Dynasty, when the dragon and the snake were on their way, there was a battle to determine the world.
The founding emperor of the great cause defeated the contenders for the dragon and laid the foundation for unifying the world.
Later, the prefect built Dinglong Terrace here.
The Poetry Society is held every three years, and over more than 200 years, it has held nearly 70 events.