Our Hometown

Chapter 57 I Do No Sin, Heaven Sin

Hearing that the matter of servants was gone, Yun Lang would of course not continue to stay. He stood up and walked away, and the smiling smile on his face was gone.

Zhuo Ji sighed: "You are such a person. When you use it, you will lie on the ground. When you see it is useless, you immediately turn your face.

Looks as if you are the master here.

Can't you be a little patient to listen to me finish talking? "

Yun Lang pointed to his own face and said: "I am a two-faced face. I know that the problem is that I don't have time to give you a courtesy. If the waterwheel cannot be repaired by water mills, let alone the face, my head can't be kept."

Zhuo Ji pushed the fruit plate in front of him to the ground angrily, and slapped his hands on the Jin couch, said: "Then hurry up, hurry off the head by the emperor, I can't see it!"

Yun Lang smiled close to the Jinta and found a corner to sit down and said: "Ji Jiang will come out? Hurry up, the time to protect the head does not have time to bullshit."

Zhuo Ji's calf is very beautiful, smooth like white jade, that is, the socks laced around it is very unsightly.

"What do you see?" Zhuo Ji swiftly lowered his calf back under his skirt, and his waist was curved, but his hips became more rounded.

Yun Lang swallowed and said: "Your legs look good."

"Deng Tuozi! Get away!"

The old God is still tasting tea, the teapot is very stable in his hand, neither the appearance of the rogue, nor the charming state of Zhuo Ji can let him put down his beloved teapot.

Only seeing Yun Lang and Zhuo Ji's tendency to continue to flirt with each other, he hugged the teapot and said: "If you want to be free from others, there is only one place where you can get enough servants.

That place, Princess Changping ’s hand ca n’t be reached, it can be said that there, your talent can be maximized! "

Yun Lang looked at Pingshou very alert.

Yinyang family has never had a good idea.

"Fu heaven and earth are yin and yang, the anode is yin and the cathode is yang, and the two complement each other.

Princess Changping is invincible, and within the scope of Sansuke, he dares not obey, but after all, this matter is not on the table, so it is a yin.

Cathode Yangsheng is an inevitable thing. There must be Yangyansheng in the extremely yin land. That place is your Yangyan. "

Yun Lang heard a mist, she looked at Zhuo Ji, she was not much better there, it seems that the person who made the decision today should be Pingshou.

"Where?"

"Shanglinyuan!"

Deflatedly pushed Zhuo Ji's beautiful legs, lying on the brothel upside-down, and enduring Zhuo Ji kicking him, saying, "The beasts are almost gone in the Shanglin Garden. Where are the people from?"

People handed Yunlu some bamboo slips with a smile. After Yun Lang saw it, he wondered: "There were as many as 356 savages captured by the hunter in Shanglin Garden last year?"

People smiled and said: "There are also 181 people who were headed by the owl, and the trafficked women and children are not counted."

Yun Lang frowned: "So many people are hidden in Shanglin Garden?"

Pingshou sighed: "Eight years ago, the emperor divided Changan, Xianyang, Zhouzhi, Huxian and Lantian half of the land was Shanglinyuan, which was three hundred miles in length, with Ba, Chan, Jing, Wei, Feng, Hao, and waterlogging. , The eight waters go in and out.

Where the land is fat and rich, it was originally densely populated.

If someone does not want to be a slave to the palace, and does not want to migrate to a remote place, there will naturally be countless hidden households. "

"You mean that I want to gather these hidden households?

What if the emperor is angry? "It's not that Yun Lang didn't think about it, but he just didn't think it was reliable.

"According to national laws, how can you anger your majesty?"

"How to follow the law?"

"Your manor is in Shanglinyuan. This is the greatest convenience. Just buy it directly from the hunter.

If Huo Jiaxiaolang can use Yulin to catch, the effect is better, half a million yuan is enough to make those poor men in the army jealous. "

Yun Lang lost the interest to continue to listen, and sat up and said: "That would kill people, many people died.

Neither the hunters nor Yulin saw those so-called savages as human beings.

Instead of killing many people to achieve my goal, I might as well kneel directly in front of the long plane to beg for mercy.

My knee hurts a little bit, better than others being pierced in the chest with a spear and cutting my ears. "

After speaking, seriously said to Zhuo Ji: "Your calf is so beautiful."

Then smiled and left the Zhuo's iron workshop.

Zhuo Ji hugged his knees and looked at Ping Sou: "A thief steals, a liar, a rogue, a jerk, a pride, a smart bastard, but he has such perseverance, are you saying that?

People smiled and said: "Big people have some inexplicable persistence, I am more optimistic about him."

"Including letting my calf be deliberately exposed?"

"You should show more ..."

"Sima became an admirer of Xiangfu, rank 400 stone."

People shook his head and said: "You need a man to lean on, not a plaything."

"It's a pity those poems."

"Aren't you going to make a gift too? I want to read my own work. The depth is just some words."

"I am too old and he is too old. When he becomes an adult, I will be beautiful late."

"Believe old man, young people grow faster than you think, for a ignorant young man, beautiful women are their poison!"

When Yun Lang came home, he had delicious noodles, which was already a great enjoyment for him.

There are some green vegetables on the white noodles, and there is a sun egg cooked in the middle.

Yun Lang was very sweet, and he seemed to forget Liu Che's cold and ruthless will.

"There is a stone mill at home. Remember to grind a little fried sesame and season with sesame salt."

Ugly and cleverly agreed, and pulled the little bug looking downstairs.

The host is in a bad mood, so there is no joy at home.

Pingshou's idea is actually good. If Yulin and the hunter can catch the savages without dying, Yun Lang will readily accept.

It's a pity that this kind of thing can never happen in Dahan.

Yun Lang can stand by with regard to the killings made by others, because this is a sin made by others, and he feels that he is an outsider who is not qualified to talk about things.

As for killing yourself, this is not in line with Yunlang's view of right and wrong.

The proud carpenter never came again. The humble stonemason promised, but never came.

Even Huo did not come to the disease, it is estimated that Changping was banned, which made the Yun family completely quiet.

Yun Lang never went out, but continued to write and paint on the silk at home. They often saw that the lights in Yun Lang's room were still on during the four more days.

A thunderstorm sounded in the sky.

A heavy rain came unexpectedly, it came so fast, so unexpected.

The big raindrops hit the clouded window lattice and crackled.

After the raindrops shattered, it turned into rain and mist, and drilled through the gaps in the green yarn covered in the window, making the whole room tidal.

The yard was already stagnant, and Liang Weng was wearing a sackcloth to clear the drain in the yard.

Chou Yong and Xiao Worg pushed the rain urn to get it where they should go.

Liang Weng's sick wife was sitting in front of the window in a jacket, and worriedly looked at her husband and daughter who were busy in the rain.

Dahuaili is a noble residential area in Yangling Yi. Generally speaking, noble residential areas are built in relatively high places.

After the drainage communication was smooth, the water in the yard was quickly drained, and the stone canal along the street was used to harm the people living in the low places.

"The rain is too heavy, the crops in the field will be unlucky."

Liang Weng, who had changed his clothes, held a bowl of tea soup, worried.

Ugong Yong ’s beautiful hair was soaked in the rain by the rain and attached to his forehead. While wiping his hair with dry sackcloth, he said: "Does our family have any food land, do what we do."

Liang Weng smiled bitterly: "silly woman, the food in the field is bad, and the food on the market will increase in price."

Ugly looked up and looked at the second floor suspiciously: "Our family is full of food, and Xiao Lang's room is piled with half a room of wheat, enough for us to eat for a lifetime."

Speaking of this, Liang Weng was proud, he did it ~ www.novelmtl.com ~ Xiao Lang said that if he buys more food, he will buy a thousand stones at a stretch. If it is not for the family, there is really no place to pile up food He can buy more.

There is food at home, so don't panic when things happen. This is the dream pursued by a person who has suffered a lot, such as Laoliang.

Did not expect to realize it now.

"Despite the heavy rain, others haven't reacted yet, buy some more, the more the better."

Yun Lang sat on the second floor and heard Lao Liang's chat, and when he was moved, he lay on the window and told Liang Weng.

Speaking of buying grain, Liang Weng immediately came to the spirit. Without saying anything, he put on his clothes and went out to buy grain.

"Xiaolang, where should I put the purchased food?"

Chou Yong was worried that her beautiful room was occupied by food.

"Place it on your bed!"

After Yun Lang finished speaking, he closed the window again.

Little worm smiled quack. Ugly could not take Yunlang, but he grabbed the little worm and said: "You will sleep on the food pocket tonight!"

The little worm nodded again and again: "Okay, okay, it's better to fill my house with food."

Facts have proved that there are not only Liang Weng and Yun Lang who are aware of food worries.

When Liang Weng ran the first trip, the rain stopped, and the food price was still the same as before. When he ran the second trip, it started to rain again, and the food price rose by 10%. At that time, soy-sized raindrops began to pour again, and food prices had tripled.

Even so, you can't buy food with money.

"It has been down for three days. This time it was really a disaster. You didn't see Xiaolang. All the people outside the city were raining and collecting food in the fields ... Men, women and children were all in battle.

Oh my god, such heavy rain, millet, and millet all fell apart in the mud, how can this be collected! "