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He pointed his finger at Yan Ming and trembled for a long time before he said, "Rebel, my Yan family will be embarrassed today." Wait for the end of the while, you will definitely not be able to escape this family law. ”

After that, Yan Shan brushed his sleeves away.

Yan Shan understands that although Mr. Huang's financial resources in Maolingtun are not as good as the Yan family, in terms of appeal, he is the most powerful one in the entire Maolingtun.

In order for the Yan family not to be too embarrassed, Yan Shan must invite someone, if this person can come to the town, even if Yan Ming is embarrassed by then, the villagers will not embarrass the Yan family.

In an instant, Mr. Huang left angrily, and Yan Shan brushed his sleeves away.

Only Yan Ming and Yan San were left in the house.

Humming a little song that did not belong to this era, he picked up the hot linen cloth, wiped his tense face, and Yan Ming began to get dressed.

Yan San on the side listened to Yan Ming's strange tone, and his face was excited and worried.

"I said Childe, you are a lump of moneyless, ruining Mr. Huang's book. That broom cherishes itself, it must be a deeper scolding word, right? I was embarrassed to ask Yan Ming directly what to do next, Yan San carefully patted the ass first.

"It's not a curse to cherish yourself, it means treating your own rags as treasures." Yan Ming explained absentmindedly.

He didn't take the fight with Mr. Huang seriously at all, and now he is thinking about the next step, how can he ask for a few acres of thin fields from Daddy Yanshan's hands, he has some tobacco seeds on his body, and he should plant them in the spring.

After the Youzai Yu Yu washed, it was indispensable to go to the back hall to greet the old lady and the aunts. After all, the Han Dynasty advocated the rule of filial piety.

Even if there is no national policy of governing the country with filial piety, Yan Ming will inevitably go to meet Yan Chen's grandmother.

In the body of the old lady of the Yan Chen family, Yan Ming felt the kind of pampering from the heart, and this feeling made him can't help but cherish it.

Yan Ming's heart has his soft place. Although he came from different spaces, Yan Ming had a feeling that this was his ancestral home.

Here, whether it is the old lady of the Yan Chen family or Yan Shan, although the performance is different, Yan Ming knows that these people love themselves.

Living in such a loving family, Yan Ming has the responsibility and obligation to make this family prosperous and strong.

"Hasn't my father always been worried about the Yan family's last-tier status in business? Today, I will first enhance the appeal of the Yan family in Maolintun, and I will lead the Yan family into agriculture. Shinong industry and commerce, entering agriculture, finally improved my status, and my father would not force me to be an official. Yan Ming made his own calculations.

The courtiers of the Han Dynasty are not easy to be, and if they don't get it right, their heads will move.

Dealing with such an eloquent and moody emperor is something Yan Ming would not choose.

I have to say that Mr. Huang's work efficiency is very high.

In just half an hour, the leading figures in the township came to Yan's house one after another.

Yan Shan is also an atmospheric businessman, he asked his family to clean up the big yard, put the table and futon, prepare some stored nuts and hot water, and entertain the villagers.

In late winter and early spring, everything recovers.

The villagers of Maolingtun, who had been cats for a winter, had not yet started farming, and they were bored.

As soon as I heard Mr. Huang's words, I immediately took the case, and everyone had to be a witness. Witness how Yan Ming, the most famous loser in Quantunzi, disgraced the Yan family.

Your Yan family, although they have some land, refuses to cultivate it. Every year, when the villagers harvest in autumn, the grain is collected and transported to Chang'an to be sold at a high price to earn the difference in price. Why?

Do you know the people in the Pingyang Hou Mansion? Those who don't farm earn more than those who work in the fields all year round, and they are still alive?

The emperor has long said that Shinong is a businessman. Your Yan family is the last businessman. The bottom stream is even richer than our second-ranked peasants, and they are alive and well, how can this be done?

His house is lively, so you have to see it. Not only to watch, but also to coax, but also to make the Yan family unable to raise their heads among the neighbors from now on.

Rich is great, right? If you have money, you have to be a man with your tail between your legs. Who made you the last rate, who made us the second rate!

Many people slandered and came to Yan's house with all kinds of unbalanced thoughts, and came to Yan's house under the mobilization of Mr. Huang's shaking lips.

After seeing the hot water tea fruits prepared by Yanshan, these idle Maoling farmers felt that the trip was worth it. Some farmers like Yan Shan, who are bent on the fire and hope that their children will enter the official career, will also hope that Yan Ming will win in the darkest corner of their hearts.

Over the years, Mr. Huang has always made all kinds of excuses that the tuition fee is not enough and he wants to raise the price. Last year, I was able to learn for a month with a handful of millet, and this year it has become a half-jar of millet to learn for a month.

This price has risen outrageously!

Oh, no matter what, anyway, the Yan family and Mr. Huang are not suitable for farming. The two of them fought, and whoever loses is better. Look at the excitement, look at the excitement.

When the three elders of Maolingtun, accompanied by Mr. Huang, walked into the Yan family's compound step by step, the old lady of the Yan family also walked out of the back hall.

The old lady was afraid that Yan Ming would lose.

If the bet is a few pieces of money, she doesn't care, but the old lady of the Yan family cares, but compared with her grandson's personal safety, money and face are things outside the body, ethereal.

"Laifu'er, no matter what, you can't touch a single hair of my grandson, annoying the old body, you know ......" Yan Chen called Yan Shan's nickname and said a threat that there was no specific threat.

Yan Shan nodded, he had never dared to disobey his old mother. This hopeless threat is the biggest threat to Yanshan.

Looking at Yan Ming, who was full of indifference, Yan Shan stomped his feet in his heart. This rabbit cub, why is he so calm, could he really pick up Mr. Huang?

After this idea came up, Yan Shan felt that he was stupid.

Even if, as Mr. Dongfang said, Yan Ming attains the Tao, it will be necessary to learn little by little in order to make progress. The way that is attained and the way is not learned, that is the empty way.

Why hasn't this Mr. Dongfang come yet? Yan Ming looked outside the compound, and the people he invited had not yet seen a shadow.

"Now the three elders of the neighbors are all here. I asked Yan Ming to give me an explanation. I will not investigate those who insult my body, but if I insult Taoism, I will not be able to live in the same place. "Mr. Huang was impassioned.

"That's 'not sharing the sky.'" Yan Ming smiled and teased: "The Book of Rites, there was a saying in the Qu Ceremony, the enemy's hatred, and the Buddha and the sky." What do you think? ”

After that, he looked at Mr. Huang with an embarrassed face, and the meaning in his gaze, even the illiterate peasants could see that it was contempt.

Mr. Huang's face turned red, he had read the "Book of Rites", and he had seen this sentence, but he really failed to do it when summed up in such a concise idiom as 'not sharing the sky'.

"Haha, wonderful, wonderful! What kind of grudge is this to make such a protest. I don't think you two need to, if you lose, kowtow a few times, and recognize each other as a gentleman, this thing can be had. A young man in a green coat and a high hat came with his head held high.