The first cause of all realms

Chapter 34
Winter is approaching, and the mornings are colder.

At the entrance of the alley, the servant stomped his feet, his face flushed, and when he saw Yang Jian coming out, he hurried forward and handed over the brocade box, explaining his purpose.

"Invite me to a banquet?"

Yang Jue was playing with the brocade box in his hand, thoughtful.

Yang Baotian's old face appeared in front of his eyes again. This old thing seemed to have stared at him for a long time, otherwise it would be impossible to know that he was collecting 'ancient objects'.

This made him more suspicious.

Although the Yang family is just a small country gentleman, no matter how small the country gentleman is, he will not take a jailer seriously.

In fact, there are quite a few members of the Yang family who work in the yamen, and there is also a knife and pen official.

What is the purpose of spending so much effort to win over oneself?
"Brother, the master asked me to tell you that the family still has a lot of antiquities newly received from the street."

Jia Ding rubbed his hands, stammering.

"New?"

Yang Jue narrowed his eyes, he was a little surprised, and he was also a little wary, and he became even more angry.

After all, Heishan City is a county with a population of tens of thousands of households, so it is reasonable to say that there are not too few ancient relics, but he found nothing these days except for handkerchiefs with 'Wind Walk' printed on it.

But it turned out that this old thing was secretly buying.

Slightly angry, but also a little vigilant, I still underestimated these local snakes, I tried my best to hide it, but I was still discovered.

"The master also said that my brother will not return empty-handed when he goes to the banquet."

The servant was careful.

He had heard that this man killed two fierce bandits just a few days ago.

"Hehe~"

Yang Jue sneered in his heart. .

Does this mean that if you don't go to the banquet, you will never find an ancient relic in the future?
Thinking in my heart, the words of rejection swirled around in my mouth, saying:

"The errands in the yamen must not be missed. I will ask Catcher Wang for a leave."

"To tell you the truth, brother, I went to Butou Wang yesterday and asked for a day off for my brother."

Seeing that Yang prison agreed, he was relieved.

"You master is really thoughtful."

Yang Yu smiled on the surface but did not smile, but he was certain in his heart.

Although there is chaos in Heishan City, the Yang family is just a small country gentry, and they don't have the guts to provoke Wang Fobao openly.

These words are reassuring my heart.

"Then lead the way."

Yang Ju touched the long knife at his waist, and also wanted to see what these old things in the clan wanted to do.

Walking out of the alley, there were two shivering bearers who were also cold. Yang Jian didn't say much, and went straight into the sedan chair, and the group headed out of the city.

Winter is approaching, and the sky is just getting brighter. Although the inner city is sparse, there are hawkers on the street who have started a busy day.

But the outer city was dead silent. I walked through several streets in a row, except for the paper money floating on the ground, it was empty.

If it weren't for the occasional cries, Yang Ju would almost have thought that the outer city had become a dead city.

"The outer city has become like this? The yamen don't care?!"

Yang Yu was shocked.

How many people died before no one in the outer city dared to go out and take to the streets?
Lifting the curtain of the car, looking at the desolate outer city, Yang Jue felt chills in his heart: "The outer city already looks like this?"

"Back to brother."

Glancing at the two bearers who were speeding up their pace, the servant seemed a little concerned: "I heard that several of the doctors Wang Butou invited from other counties died."

"How did it become like this..."

Yang Yu murmured.

These days he is obsessed with martial arts, and occasionally he goes out in a hurry, but he has no idea that the outer city has become like this.

What he couldn't understand was why he didn't see Yamen's actions for a long time.

Although the three-foot Liu is greedy, he is not so incompetent, right?
Daming is assessed every five years. If the officials who are assessed see this appearance, will he not want his black hat?

"It's not because of that pity..."

A bearer couldn't help but want to say something, but his voice stopped abruptly.

Yang Ju turned his head, and saw the end of the street, on the large square in the outer city, densely packed people knelt on the ground, listening to a few Taoist lectures on the high platform.

The paper money all over the sky is like snowflakes, which makes people shudder.

Everyone trembled, hurriedly quickened their pace, and soon arrived at the gate of the big city.

The soldiers guarding the city collected the money, withdrew the Taoist soldiers, and walked outside the city. Only then did Yang Prison see the crowds, and a large number of people dragged their families and went away to the distance.

They are running for their lives...

There were also refugees who wanted to enter the city but were turned away, crying, cursing, whipping, and screaming one after another.

Yang Ju couldn't help but clenched the knife tightly, feeling sorry for him.

On that day, if the old man hadn't brought him into the city, he might end up with these refugees.

"This fucking world..."

Yang Ju closed his eyes, his chest rising and falling.

Unable to calm down for a while, he simply opened the brocade box. In the brocade box, there were half-rotten ancient books, a few pieces of silk, and a few unknown bronze pendants.

What made Gluttony Ding react was one of the bronze pendants.

Inside the pendant is a persuasion method called 'Returning Qi Jue'.

"better than nothing."

Yang Yu was slightly disappointed.

Although there is no limit to single-cultivation method of subduing qi, people's energy is limited and blood energy is also limited. The inner qi that can be extracted every day will not increase because of more subduing methods of practice.

However, the recipe collection progress increased by one, and he was only five ingredients away, and he was able to collect all the ingredients needed for that recipe.

After leaving the city, the group fell silent and walked faster.

Not long after, a manor with earthen walls and fences could be seen in the distance.

It is said to be a manor, but it is actually just an earthen castle, gray and yellow, very inconspicuous.

"The brother of the family is here, but I have been waiting for a long time for my brother."

After getting off the sedan chair, a tall and burly middle-aged man greeted him and invited him into the village.

Yang Yu recognized this person as Yang Baotian's second son, Yang Yu?
The Yang family's manor is not good in appearance, and there is no landscape to see inside. There is not even a stone slab on the yellow mud floor, and a few old trees are bare.

It's just that Yang Yu saw a slight difference.

There are too many servants in the Yang family.

The laws of the Ming Dynasty were strict, and those who did not have fame and achievements were not allowed to support their families and servants, although this law had been broken long ago.

But raising a domestic slave is costly.

For a small squire like the Yang family, it would be great to support ten of them, but he has met more than ten along the way, right?

In the slightly decorated main room, the banquet has already been set up.

Yang Jue glanced at it, and found that there were all kinds of cold and eight hot, chicken, duck and fish, but the four dried fruits were nothing more than that. In this year, this house still has fresh fruits?

"Come here, Xiao Prison, and taste the fruits grown by our family."

Yang Baotian's wrinkles were stretched when he smiled.

"If you have something to say, just say it."

Yang Yu was too lazy to go around in circles, and it was even less likely that he would eat food from these obviously malicious people.

Not to mention food, he didn't want to touch his mouth with tea.

"Ha ha."

Yang Baotian smiled a little stiffly, but he still put down the fruit:

"Little prison is really quick to talk, so, Yang Yu, let me say something for your brother."

"To tell you the truth, we invited our clan brother here to ask for something."

Yang Yu frowned imperceptibly, then smiled and said:
"This matter is of great importance to us, but to my younger brother, it is just a matter of little effort."

"what's up?"

Yang Jue's heart skipped a beat and he knew that the meat was coming.

"It's like this. A few years ago, a clan elder was sent to prison for stealing a very important item from the clan. But until the clan elder was beheaded, he didn't find the thing back."

Yang Yu got up, poured a glass of wine for Yang prison, and said earnestly:
"We just thought that the clan brother could help find it."

"is it?"

Yang Jue turned his wine glass and looked at Yang Baotian, implying something:
"It's hard to find things in the big prison..."

　Good night.

　
(End of this chapter)