Chapter 768: A Wolf (42)
As she expected, as soon as the notice outside the wall came out, within three days, the gate of Sufu was clear and cold, and there was no sound of justice, and the people rushed to turn over the ground, see the mountains, raise chickens and fish like crazy.
After a certain beast learned the news, he also secretly poked and poked to sign up, he was hungry for the chickens all over the mountain, heaven......
It's a pity that he doesn't have that guts, now as long as he has anything to do with Junqing, he hides far away, Yunjingtian has been too busy recently, no one plays with him, he talked to Song Taishou when he was bored, there is food for him, he can become friends with anyone, come and go, a certain beast and Xiaobai were deceived by Song Taishou on a road of no return......
At a young age, excellent kung fu, and a white tiger beside him, he soon caused a sensation in all directions, and under the secret promotion of Song Taishou, a certain beast successfully entered the field of vision of the ruler, and after that, he started a legendary life that was full of vigor and blood, and became an unshakable hero in the history of Wu, of course, these are later words.
At this moment, he and Xiaobai were lying in the grass, staring at the mountain not far away like thieves, and a pair of eyes seemed to stick to it and couldn't get down.
Xu is tired of squatting, the white tiger roared impatiently, almost instantly, the crowd looked at this, a certain beast slapped the tiger on the head, and ran away on him, leaving only billowing smoke and dust for everyone, like a white mist flowing down in the air when a rocket was launched, slender and long.
A month later, the notice of the imperial court came down, and the grain and grass Yun family did not come out, so that the treasury was empty, and a lot of money was lost, and the old lady was distressed and short-breathed, and chanting was useless.
This is not over, at this juncture, the Yun family's silk business is in trouble again, the goods are not real, shoddy, and cannot be used for trading at all, many merchants gather at the door to ask for an explanation, and even more, the compensation requested, for a while, everyone in the Yun family was very busy.
Because this batch of goods is Yun Jingtian is responsible, now there is a problem, he is not at a loss, looking for Zhang at the same time, but found that the other party is gone, the money available in the house is even more empty, went to a few money houses and did not redeem the silver taels, he was shocked to realize the taste, this is a protracted conspiracy, the culprit is actually the person who has been with him for more than ten years, he was so angry that he rushed to the heavenly spirit cover, picked up the whip and went straight to the backyard, the sadistic desire that could not be pressed made him urgently need to find someone to vent.
He immediately thought of 'Su Junqing', but unfortunately he couldn't see anyone in the courtyard, and he lost a lot of valuable objects in the room, and the scene in front of him made him unable to come back to his senses for a long time.
At this moment, an urgent shout came from the door: "Young Master, it's not good, the old lady is sick, the old lady will let you go." ”
Yun Jingtian flicked his long whip, leaving a clear whip mark on the ground, and said angrily: "Get the Su clan back!" ”
The little guy was stunned for a long time before he reacted, and hurriedly went down to do so.
In Ronghua Hospital, a large family gathered in front of a bed, and Mrs. Yun was lying on the hospital bed, unable to move, her cloudy eyes turned to the door with great effort, as if waiting for someone.
When Yun Jingtian came over, a drop of crystal fell from the corner of the old man's eyes, and her half-open mouth said indistinctly: "Yunli, find ......"
Before he finished speaking, he was completely silent, and when he was dying, his eyes were still open, and no one knew whether he was unwilling or repentant.
The old lady and others on the side knelt down one after another, crying desolately.