Chapter 57 I don't create iniquity, but heaven creates iniquity

Hearing that the matter of servant was over, of course Yun Lang would not continue to stay, he stood up and left, and the flattering smile on his face was gone.

Zhuo Ji sighed and said: "You are such a person, when you use others, you can lie on the ground, and when you see that it is useless, you will immediately turn your face."

It's the same as if you were the master here.

Can't you be a little patient enough to listen to me? ”

Yun Lang pointed to his face and said: "I am a two-skin face, I know, the problem is that I don't have time to be polite to you anymore, if the waterwheel and the water mill can't be repaired, let alone the skin, the head can't be saved." ”

Zhuo Ji angrily pushed the fruit plate in front of him to the ground, slapped the brocade couch with both hands and said, "Then hurry up and get out, hurry up and be cut off by the emperor, and I can't see it!" ”

Yun Lang approached the brocade couch with a smile, found a corner and sat down and said, "Ji will be released?" Hurry up, there's no time to talk nonsense about the effort to protect people's heads. ”

Zhuo Ji's calves are very beautiful, smooth as white jade, but the sock ties wrapped around them are very eye-catching.

"What are you looking at?" Zhuo Ji retracted her calves under her skirt like lightning, and her waist bent, but her plump buttocks became more rounded.

Yun Lang swallowed a mouthful of saliva and said, "Your legs are good-looking." ”

"Ascend to the disciple! I don't care about you! ”

The old god of Pingsu continued to taste the tea, the teapot was very stable in his hand, whether it was the appearance of Yunlang scoundrel or Zhuo Ji's coquettish state, he could not let him put down his beloved teapot.

It was only when he saw that Yun Lang and Zhuo Ji had a tendency to continue flirting and scolding, so he hugged the teapot and said: "If you want to not be restrained by others, there is only one place where it is possible to get enough servants."

In that place, Princess Changping's hand can't reach in, so to speak, there, your talent can be maximized! ”

Yun Lang looked at Ping Su very vigilantly.

The Yin and Yang family never had any good ideas.

"The yin and yang of the heaven and the earth, the anode and the yin, the yin and the yang, the two complement each other, and it is wonderful.

Princess Changping is incomparably powerful, and she dare not obey within the three auxiliaries, but this matter cannot be put on the table after all, so it is a yin trend.

It is inevitable that the yin and yang will be born, and the place of the extreme yin will have yang eyes, and that place is your yang eye. ”

Yun Lang was confused when she heard it, and looked at Zhuo Ji, she couldn't get any better, it seems that the person in charge today should be Pingsuo.

"Where?"

"Shanglin Yuan!"

Yun Lang pushed away Zhuo Ji's beautiful legs in a dejected manner, lay on the brocade couch with his back facing the sky, and said while putting up with Zhuo Ji kicking him: "Even the beasts in Shanglin Yuan are almost gone, where are the people?" ”

Ping Su smiled and handed Yun Lang a few pieces of bamboo slips, and after Yun Lang read it, he said suspiciously: "There are as many as three hundred and fifty-six wild people captured by hunters in Shanglin Yuan last year?" ”

Pingsu said with a smile: "There are also one hundred and eighty-one people who were beheaded, and women and children who were trafficked are not counted. ”

Yun Lang frowned and said, "There are so many people hidden in Shanglin Yuan? ”

Pingsu sighed and said: "Eight years ago, the emperor divided half of the land of Chang'an, Xianyang, Zhouzhi, Huxian, and Lantian counties into Shanglinyuan, which is three hundred miles longitudinal and horizontal, and there are eight rivers in and out of it.

The land is fertile and abundant, and it was originally a densely populated place.

Some people don't want to be palace slaves, and they don't want to migrate to remote places, so naturally there will be countless hermits. ”

"You mean you want me to close these hermits?

What should the emperor do when he is angry? "It's not that Yun Lang hasn't thought about it, but he just thinks it's not very reliable, so he gives up.

"How can you anger Your Majesty by following the laws of the country?"

"How do you follow the law?"

"Your manor is in Shanglin Yuan, which is the greatest convenience, and you can buy it directly from the hunter on the spot.

If you can use Yulin to catch it through the Huo family Xiaolang, the effect will be even better, and 500,000 yuan will be enough to make those poor men in the army blush. ”

Yun Lang lost the interest in continuing to listen, sat up and said, "That will kill people, and many people will die."

Neither the hunters nor the Feather Forest regarded those so-called wild men as human beings.

Rather than dying a lot of people to achieve my goal, I might as well kneel directly in front of Changping and beg for mercy.

My knees hurt a little better than someone else being speared through the chest and having their heads cut off and their ears cut off. ”

After speaking, he said to Zhuo Ji seriously: "Your calves are so good-looking." ”

Then he smiled and left Zhuo's ironwork workshop.

Zhuo Ji hugged her knees and looked at Pingsu and said: "A thief, a liar, a scoundrel, a bastard, a proud, intelligent bastard, there is such a persistence, do you think it's strange?" ”

Pingsu smiled: "The big guys have some inexplicable insistence, and I am more optimistic about him." ”

"Including having me deliberately show my calves?"

"You should show more ......"

"Sima has become a confidant of the Prime Minister's Mansion, with a rank of four hundred stones."

Pingsuo shook his head and said, "You need a man you can rely on, you don't need a plaything." ”

"It's a pity for those poems."

"Aren't you going to do it too? I just want to see what I do, and the depth is just some rhetoric. ”

"I'm too old with him, and when he becomes an adult, I'll be in the twilight of my beauty."

"Believe the old man, young people grow up much faster than you think, for an ignorant teenager, beautiful women are their poison!"

When Yun Lang returned home, he ate delicious noodles, which was already a great treat for him.

The white noodles are topped with some greens, and in the middle lies a well-cooked sun egg.

Yun Lang ate very sweetly, and he seemed to have forgotten Liu Che's cold and ruthless will.

"There is a stone mill at home, remember to grind a little fried sesame seeds in the future, and make a little sesame salt to taste."

Chou Yong obediently agreed, and pulled the little insect looking around downstairs.

The host's family is in a bad mood, and there is no joy at home.

Pingsu's idea is actually good, if Yu Lin and the hunter can capture the wild people without dying, Yun Lang will happily accept it.

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

Yun Lang can stand idly by and watch the killings made by others, because this is a sin created by others, and he feels that he is not qualified to talk about it as an outsider.

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

The proud carpenter never came, and the humble stonemason promised but never came.

Even Huo Qubing never came, and it was estimated that he was grounded by Changping, which made the Yun family completely quiet.

Yun Lang never went out again, but continued to write and draw on the silk silk at home, and they could often see that the lights in Yun Lang's room were still on during the fourth watch.

A thunderbolt rang out in the sky.

A rainstorm came unexpectedly, it came so quickly, so unexpectedly.

The raindrops the size of beans crackled on the window lattice.

The raindrops broke up and turned into a mist that penetrated through the cracks in the green veil that covered the windows, making the whole room damp.

There was already standing water in the yard, so Liang Weng put on a cloak and cleaned the drainage ditches in the yard.

Chouyong and the little worm pushed the rain urn with great effort to get it where it should go.

Liang Weng's sick wife sat in front of the window wrapped in a leather jacket, looking worriedly at her husband and daughter who were busy in the rain.

Daehuai-ri is a noble residential area in Yangneung-eup, and in general, noble residential areas are built on relatively high ground.

After the drainage was smooth, the stagnant water in the yard quickly drained away, and the stone canal along the street went to plague the people who lived in the lower places.

"It's raining too hard, and the crops in the fields are going to be unlucky."

Liang Weng, who had changed into dry clothes, hugged a bowl of tea soup and said worriedly.

The ugly and beautiful hair was wet by the rain and stuck to the door of his head, and while wiping his hair with a dry linen cloth, he said: "Do we have food and land at home, what do you do with this." ”

Liang Weng smiled bitterly: "Silly woman, if the grain in the field is bad, the price of the grain on the market will rise." ”

Chouyong looked up at the second floor and said suspiciously: "Our house is full of grain, and Xiaolang's room is piled with half a room of wheat, which is enough for us to eat for a lifetime." ”

Speaking of this, Liang Weng was proud, he did it, Xiao Langzhi said to buy more food, he bought a thousand stones in one go, if it wasn't for the fact that there was really no place to pile up food at home, he could buy more.

Having food at home and not panicking in case of trouble is the dream that a person like Lao Liang who has endured great hardships has pursued all his life.

I didn't expect it to happen now.

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

Yun Lang sat on the second floor, heard Lao Liang's chatter, and his heart moved, so he leaned on the window and ordered Liang Weng.

When it came to buying grain, Liang Weng immediately came to his senses, and without saying a word, he put on his coat and went out to buy grain.

"Xiaolang, where do you put the food you bought?"

Chou Yong is worried that her beautiful room will be taken over by food.

"Put it on your bed!"

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

The little worm laughed and rattled, and the ugly Yong couldn't do anything about 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 Yunlang who have a sense of food distress.

When Liang Weng ran the first trip, the rain stopped, and the price of grain was still the price of the past, and when he ran the second trip, it began to rain again, and the price of grain rose by 10%, and when he ran for the third time, the raindrops the size of soybeans began to pour again, and the price of grain had risen three times.

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

"It's been raining for three days, this time it's really a disaster, Xiaolang, you don't see it, there are all people outside the city, all of them are harvesting grain in the rain in the fields...... Men, women, and children are all on the battlefield.

God, such a heavy rain, all the millet and millet fell apart in the mud, how can this be harvested! ”