Respect the little husband [farming]

"I'm giving you some face, you really fucked up your nose and face?!!!"

The scalding tea was basically poured on Master Yu and Yu Zizhen, and Yu Tang's hand was also burned red. Yu Ziqiu looked at the broken glass teacup in his hand, and then at his father and Yu Zizhen who were crying in pain. Yu Zizhen suddenly didn't know which side to feel sorry for, and sat there stupidly.

Shen Wenxuan stepped over the screaming two people, his eyes dark as ink, like an angry black wolf, he left the tea room without looking back.Yu Tang didn't care about Master Yu and Yu Zizhen, and hurriedly got up to catch up with him.

Wang Muze was taken aback by the sudden turn of events, but seeing Yu Zizhen's blistered face and neck, and Master Yu's distorted face due to unbearable pain, he sighed in his heart that he deserved it, stood up and followed out.

"Young Master, Young Master Shen!" Yu Tang didn't care about the burning pain in the back of his hand, panting heavily, he caught up with Shen Wenxuan and stopped him.

"What? Do you think that Shen did not make it big enough?" Shen Wenxuan said in a deep voice, looking at Yu Tang with the same cold eyes, the Yu family offended him so much that he was disgusted.

A servant behind heard the movement in the study and rushed over to check it out, Yu Tang waved his hand to let them enter the study, don't bother him.

"My master and young lady are confused and ignorant. This matter is entirely at fault of the Yu family. Yu Tang hereby apologizes to the young master."

Yu Tang folded his hands and bent down, his attitude was so humble that he knew how much this young master valued his husband, if Master Yu said such words, all the faults could only be the Yu family's.

He has worked so hard for the Yu family for so many years, and has grown the Yu family to this point with his own hands. He must not let it be destroyed. Let Shen Wenxuan go at this time, the consequences are definitely not what he wants to see and cannot afford.

For the sake of the Yu family, it is not uncommon for him to kneel now.

Shen Wenxuan stared at his bent back for a long time, there were servants running out from behind to invite the doctor, and there were servants carrying buckets in to relieve the pain of the scalded person. The servants passing by Yu Tang back and forth must have already I saw him praying.

This is the most embarrassing trampling for the superior, almost stomping his face on the ground, but Yu Tang maintained the posture of crossing his hands, bent at ninety degrees and still did not get up.

"As that fat pig said, this Yu family is not yours, so why did you bow down here?" Shen Wenxuan asked, with a face that could not be seen to be happy or angry.

Yu Tang: "Although it doesn't belong to me, the people I value most are here, and I ask you to spare the Yu family this time."

Shen Wenxuan was silent for a moment, and said: "I can't forgive you, the insult has already been said, it's like water that can't be taken back, sticking to the tip of my heart, unless—"

Shen Wenxuan took a step forward, while Yu Tang held his heart and listened carefully to what he said.

"Unless the Yu family no longer belongs to this fat pig, it's easy, isn't it?"

Yu Tang's eyes widened suddenly.

Shen Wenxuan bypassed him and walked towards the door of the house, leaving only one sentence: "I only give you one night, come to see me tomorrow morning with all the land deeds and deeds of the Yu family."

The sound of footsteps gradually moved away, Yu Tang stayed on the spot for a long time before he slowly straightened up, a servant knelt at his feet and washed his burnt hands with cold water, saying: "Director, just wait a while and the doctor will come."

Yu Tang didn't speak, staring at the door of the messy study room, thinking about what Shen Wenxuan said, Mr. Yu can no longer be the head of the Yu family, and all the contracts of the Yu family are in the hands of Mr. Yu, he asked him to bring his things tomorrow morning go to him--

a long time.

"Come here." Yu Tang said, his voice was stiff, his face and even his body were as cold as death, but he was determined to do everything he could.

"director."

"Go ask the old lady to come over."

Yu Ziyan had been waiting at the gate of the house for a long time, she still didn't know what happened, when she saw Shen Wenxuan approaching, she immediately rushed up to stop him, while there was no one around, she quickly handed out the letter in her hand, saying:

"Is there a son in your family who can fight? Can you help me deliver this letter to him?"

Wang Muze wanted to push her away, but he paused when he heard her words, it seems that he is not as disgusting as the last one, but——

"People who can fight? My family can fight a lot, which one do you say?"

After asking, I couldn't help feeling sour, it couldn't be Zhao Er, right?That guy...when did he mess with the girl?This idiot.

Shen Wenxuan couldn't bear to stay in Yu's house for a while, so he left Wang Muze behind.

"That's, that's the guy who cleaned up the mess in Jingshui Tower last time. He looks handsome and ruffian, um... By the way, he has a scar on his neck." Yu Ziyan explained anxiously, He stuffed the letter into his hand and ran away.

After all, she is a girl's family, and it is embarrassing enough to see the outsider privately, and she even asked him to pass things for her... Yu Ziyan felt that her mind was muddled.

She seemed to be talking about Yan Qi, Wang Muze thought, the corner of his mouth grinned, then it's all right.

"My lord, this young lady actually likes the words of our family, what kind of shit luck is this kid?" Wang Muze returned to the carriage and smiled, thinking about Shen Wenxuan's face, he resolutely sat outside with the groom and never went Try the feeling of shivering under low air pressure.

Shen Wenxuan sat inside and didn't respond, his whole body was still icy. He glanced at the sky outside and didn't decide to go back to the mansion. Instead, he turned around and left the city gate, and went to have a look outside the city first.

Outside the city gate on the south side.

Yan Qi sat on a high shelf ladder to maintain order, and three series of refugees queuing up to receive porridge below, lined up from the city gate to a place where they could not be seen, and turned several turns in the middle.

Everyone holds a bowl or jar in their hands and looks up at the first row. If a woman or brother brings a few children but only has one bowl, let them come over and take a few more bowls back.

The porridge is multi-grain porridge, which contains sweet potato cubes and multi-grain steamed buns. The porridge shed serves porridge once in the morning and at night.

Therefore, women and children can have two bowls of porridge every day, but men will get an extra steamed bun, because men do not move on weekdays, and consume more than women and children, and are prone to starve to death.

The outside of the city was already full of shacks made of rags. It was early spring, and the weather was fine during the day, but it was very cold at night. He had already heard many people coughing and their faces turned red, probably suffering from typhoid fever.

There are also refugees who gather firewood from the mountains and light fires to keep warm at night, but speaking of the crowded appearance of their sheds, they are afraid that if the wind blows, the fire will completely burn the place.

The frame was suddenly knocked twice from below, and Yan Qi looked over lazily, and saw another soldier guarding the city come looking for him with a stick, turned his head annoyed, and asked impatiently: "What's the matter?" ?”

"The magistrate has an order that the refugees are not allowed to gather at the city gate. If you serve porridge at the city gate, the refugees will be attracted—"

"Oh!" Yan Qikuang grabbed a few handfuls of hair, wishing he could spew out a ball of fire to burn him to death, "I told you, our young master hasn't come yet! You can tell him about it when he comes, What's the use of you telling me?! I just obey orders, and I can't be the master! I have to explain it to you several times before you can understand?!"

The soldier was also furious when he yelled at him: "Yesterday you said that, you said that the day before yesterday, and you still said that the day before yesterday! You can't be the master of your son, so you can treat me as the master of the magistrate." Lord?! Anyway, today is the deadline, so we won’t be polite if you come back tomorrow!”

"You fucking have to try it out with me right now!"

"Speak up."

"simple!"

Yan Qi and the soldier who were called looked at the source of the sound at the same time, and seeing that it was their own lord/son, Jian Jian hurriedly walked over and bowed to Zhang Yujian, and said that he got off the rack and looked at it. Watching Shen Wenxuan touch his nose.

Shen Wenxuan turned his head with his hands behind his back to look at Zhang Yujian who was a few steps away, and said, "We collided."

"It doesn't matter, my subordinate also has something wrong." Zhang Yujian said, patted Jian Jian on the shoulder to let him go to other things first, then turned around and walked a few steps towards Shen Wenxuan, bowing out of politeness.

Shen Wenxuan returned the salute and said: "I didn't know that the magistrate had such an order that they are not allowed to enter the city, nor are they allowed to gather at the gate of the city. Then I don't know how Master Zhang will deal with these refugees?"

Zhang Yujian looked at the long team of refugees. It was beyond his expectation that so many people gathered in just three days.

There are a lot of refugees, and his [-] armored soldiers, except for those who are on duty everywhere, only have [-] on hand. If there is not enough troops, he has to forcibly drive these people away.

This is also the reason why he still didn't do anything even though the magistrate urged him again and again. Of course, this was also thanks to Young Master Shen. If he hadn't set up a porridge shed in time to appease the refugees, the place would have been in chaos long ago.

He took a few glances at the porridge, it was sticky and glutinous, and it was fragrant. It is estimated that the food spent in a few days was nearly [-] shi.

"Young master is generous and benevolent. In comparison, Zhang is really ashamed," Zhang Yu said briefly, frowning, and the expression on his face could almost be described as clouded.

"Currently Zhang doesn't know how to deal with these refugees, but according to the prefect's intention, I'm afraid he wants to drive them into the surrounding forests."

Shen Wenxuan observed him carefully for a while, and then said: "It's only early spring, and there is nothing in the mountains except early blooming flowers. Letting these people enter the mountain at this time is undoubtedly sending people to death, but I think what Master Zhang means... ...doesn't seem to want to do that."

Zhang Yujian smiled wryly: "I'm also a refugee, and I know the hardships of being a refugee. I absolutely don't want to see them forced to a dead end, but what if I don't want to?"

Shen Wenxuan: "When I entered Yuzhou, the plank road entrance was controlled by bandits who were reduced to refugees. At that time, the officers and soldiers were ineffective in suppressing the bandits. Could it be that my lord..."

Zhang Jian paused, and said with a smile: "You really dare to ask, although Zhang is not talented, but he still has some faults. The bandits occupy a high place, and there is really no way to suppress the bandits several times. Young master, you captured it in one fell swoop, Zhang really admires it."

Shen Wenxuan raised his eyebrows: "Thank you."

This person is completely different from ordinary businessmen, Zhang Yujian thought about it, and couldn't help feeling a little ashamed in his heart. He only thought that businessmen valued profits, but he didn't expect that his own knowledge was shallow. In terms of profit, no one can compare to those who hold power.

"I remember that there are a few barren slopes outside the city gate on the west side. It's better for Mr. Zhang to drive these refugees to plant the land there. Shen will take care of them before harvesting. After they have a good harvest, Shen will return the grain. It's not a loss. Yes." Shen Wenxuan said.

Zhang Yujian was startled, how could it be possible to have a good harvest in one year by farming on the barren slope?Mr. Shen said he was taking care of him, but in reality, this care may not come back for three to five years. Zhang Yujian couldn't help admiring him from the bottom of his heart, and said: "I am here... to thank these people It’s too much for Mr. Shen.”

This man had people in his heart, Shen Wenxuan thought, and said: "But this matter still needs the approval of the magistrate, and I have to trouble Mr. Zhang to make peace."

"As it should be."

Shen Wenxu nodded, smiled and said goodbye.

In this way, there is a legitimate reason to support people, and the blacksmith shop is also to the west, so all the problems come down to money, only two restaurants are far from enough, and the kiln of the Yu family must be taken down as soon as possible.

"Everyone look here! Look here and come here," Yan Qi crawled back onto the drug rack and coughed a few times, his face was about to be pulled, and he felt that he had to show himself, after all, it was not easy for Old Shen to come here once.

"I repeat, these are all donated by Shen Wenxuan, Shen Dashan, Shen Da Bodhisattva, and Shen Da Maitreya from the Shen family. You must be grateful in your hearts! Thank you so much! Thank you, thank you—"

What's the matter?

"Thank you Dade." A refugee below reminded in a low voice.

"Yes, that's the word! Grateful, grateful, grateful!" Yan clapped his hands, full of passion, pointing at the dark people below and shouting, "Do you understand?"

The refugees below all nodded.

Shen Wenxuan turned his head expressionlessly and a little stiffly to look at the smug second idiot on the shelf, took a deep breath to suppress his anger, turned his head to look at Zhang Yujian, and said, "Master Zhang, please forgive me. My subordinate is mentally ill."

Zhang Yujian couldn't help laughing a few times: "It's okay, he has been shouting like this for several days."

At first, he was surprised. After checking, he only found out that the Shen Wenxuan he was talking about was just a businessman, not even a government official. See, every time he heard this man shouting in different ways, he couldn't help being happy.

Shen Wenxuan breathed a sigh of relief seeing that there was nothing unusual about him.

These two idiots yelled like this when he was still here, if any of the refugees recognized him, knelt down or yelled something serious, it would be too much, and it would make the prefect lose face.

He can only have fame now, but not appeal.

Shen Wenxuan gave Yan Qi a cool look, turned around and returned to the carriage, took the letter from Wang Muze's skirt by the way, and smeared it on his face when Yan Qi came in.

He was puzzled: "What is this?"

"Something that will marry you off."

Yan Qi suspected that he had heard it wrong: "What?!"

作者有话要说：感谢在2021-01-2201:02:35~2021-01-2223:41:11期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who threw mines: 5332;

Thanks to the little angels of irrigation nutrient solution: 44 bottles of Jingxing; 5 bottles of bluedream;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!