The black iron book is carved with an ancient and handsome font, faintly revealing the charm of Taoism.

This is a Taoist iron book, and it is a Taoist mantra!

Ye Changsheng was also shocked in his heart, he never thought that a formal treasure offering conference would really let him find a treasure, and it was a treasure.

Closing the iron book without moving, Ye Changsheng handed the iron book to Dahan: "This iron book is very precious, as long as you sell it to others, the reward you get is enough to make your family rich, but in my place, you can only exchange for a place for one student, think about it, and tell me the answer when you think clearly." ”

The big man was still in shock, reacted for a moment, looked at Ye Changsheng, and then looked at the molten iron handed by Ye Changsheng, and fell into the battle between heaven and man.

Finally, he made up his mind, gritted his teeth, and said in a deep voice: "The little one has already broken his trust once, and he will never lose his trust in the young hall master again, and the little one has decided, so he will use this iron book in exchange for a student quota!"

Ye Changsheng nodded apparily, handed the iron book to the sledgehammer, and continued in his wheelchair.

"Chen San, why are you here?!" The wheelchair stopped in front of a middle-aged man, and before Ye Changsheng could speak, a powerful person stepped forward and asked with a gloomy face.

Chen San, the middle-aged man, couldn't help but secretly cry bitterly in his heart, snorted for a long time, and fell to his knees with a pop.

Although he was dressed in tatters and covered in a lot of mud, he could still see his bare white skin, smooth hands, and well-manicured nails.

This is a small magnate who has blended into the poor class.

Ye Changsheng shook his head secretly, the benefits for the powerful had long ended, and these people had to come up with such an idea for a place.

Without him to speak, someone took Chen San down.

The magnate in charge of the escort had a gloomy face and scolded in a low voice: "You are stupid, if you have to be caught, don't you know how to be flexible and spend money to buy the places in the hands of those poor people?"

When Chen San heard the words of the powerful man, his eyes couldn't help but light up, and he hurriedly nodded vigorously.

Yes, he is really stupid, what have these poor people seen, when they see a lot of silver, they will not be dazzled and sell him the student places?

Oh no, a lot of people are already buying places, and I can't afford to delay.

Thinking that Chen San saluted respectfully to the powerful who reminded him, he walked out quickly.

"Wait!"

The powerful man's face was cold, he called out to Chen San, and solemnly warned, "If you dare to take advantage of it and ruin the reputation of the Ye family, even your uncle in the capital will not be able to protect you at that time!"

Chen San couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat when he thought of Ye Changsheng's methods, and hurriedly nodded again and again.

The magnate looked at Chen San's departing back and couldn't help but shake his head secretly.

The twenty places for the poor, whether it is the Ye family's means of inviting people to buy people's hearts, or Ye Changsheng's compassion, cannot be moved casually.

He could almost imagine that there would definitely be some small elites who were not long-sighted, and they would snatch the places of students by tricks.

Then they can only ask for more blessings, Ye Changsheng will definitely not let them go.

On Yefu Square, the treasure offering ceremony continued until dusk.

At night, under a hill outside the town, there is a dilapidated thatched house.

A thin twelve-year-old boy fell to his knees on the ground, his eyes were in a trance, and tears were still flowing from his empty eyes.

In front of the young man, there was a white-haired corpse lying horizontally, and on the mottled clothes, there were still whip marks, revealing black bloodstains.

Ye Changsheng watched this scene quietly, his eyes gradually becoming cold.

The old man was lucky, and with a pickle jar he picked up, he exchanged a place for his grandson to go to school.

Ye Changsheng still remembers that when the old man left the square, he wiped his tears and looked happy.

The old man was also unlucky, he probably didn't expect that the wooden card he was lucky enough to get would be killed for himself.

Turning around, Ye Changsheng looked at the commander of the security army and asked in a cold voice, "Who did it?"

The commander of the security army said uneasily: "Back to Sanchuan Bo, it is the He family in the east of the town. ”

"Did you take it?"

"This ......" The commander of the security army looked embarrassed, stepped forward, and whispered, "The He family's in-laws are the tax collectors of the provincial capital. ”

Ye Changsheng smiled coldly and forced his eyes at the commander of the security army: "Now I give you two choices, either you send someone to arrest the murderer, or I will bring someone over myself." ”

The commander of the security army clearly saw the killing intent flashing in Ye Changsheng's eyes, and he couldn't help but slap a spirit.

At this moment, Ye Xiangnan stepped forward and bowed down and said, "Childe, just an hour ago, the two young masters of the He family who forced the old man to death left Sanshui Town by boat. ”

Ye Changsheng's deep eyes looked in the direction of the dock, and said coldly: "Pass the order, after taking down the two of them, they will be escorted directly to the county guard mansion and brought to justice!"

Ye Xiangnan bowed down to receive the order, and explained a few words to the warrior behind him, and the warrior left quickly.

Ye Xiangnan glanced sympathetically at the young man kneeling on the ground, and whispered to Ye Changsheng: "Childe, it has been checked, except for Old Man Zhang's quota, the remaining nineteen places have all been bought by the magnates, eighteen are transactions that you are willing to make, and only one is unreasonable." ”

Nineteen places, all sold?!

Ye Changsheng had a ridiculous smile on his face, he suddenly felt that everything he had done seemed meaningless, and it was ridiculous.

There are many people in the Qianjian Hall who used to be poor, and Changsheng also experienced a life of displacement when he was a child, so Changsheng knows very well how difficult it is for a poor person to get the life he wants and break the iron curtain of class.

The twenty places for the poor were asked for by virtue of his face, and the interests of the Ye family were exchanged for it, as a member of the elite, Ye Changsheng could not betray his own class.

However, in the end, it turned out to be like this, which is somewhat ironic.

Maybe sell it, sell it, presumably they got a lot of wealth, enough to change their lives.

Looking at the white-haired old man who fell on the cold ground again, Changsheng's heart had a different kind of emotion.

"Haosheng buried the old man," with a lonely expression, Ye Changsheng pointed to the kneeling young man, "Take him back to the villa, from today on, he is a person from my Red Leaf Villa." ”

Riding back to the villa, Ye Changsheng sat in the study and was in a daze for a moment before taking out the iron book.

Everything he did was not meaningless.

In the town's infirmary, the original owner of the iron book, the burly man, was wrapped in gauze and lay upright on the hospital bed.

When Ye Xiangnan handed him back the wooden card for admission, the iron-clad man took the wooden card, hugged it tightly in his arms, and cried loudly.