Han Zuo Gaomen

Chapter 109 Not Like the World 】

Haiyan City, located in the east of Jiaxing, is on the verge of the bay. It got its name because of the extensive seaside and the salt fields facing each other.

The Yan family originally lived in Haiyan for generations, and boiled salt around the sea to prosper their family.It is conceivable that the salt industry is hugely profitable and the competition is fierce. Yan's can stand out from this fierce competition, and the price he paid is not insignificant.Under the white salt crystals, to put it bluntly, there are many bones.

Because they used everything in the process of rising, they were evil in the countryside, and their ancestors were from humble backgrounds. Although the Yan family can be called a wealthy family, it is already notorious in Wu County, and it is almost difficult to gain a foothold.

Therefore, the parents of the previous generation of the Yan family tried every means to remove their household registration from Wu Jun and place it in Wu Xing.Although this move is suspected of deceiving one's ears and stealing the bell, the effect is remarkable.Nowadays, the people's customs are closed, and there are different winds in hundreds of miles. Although the two counties are close to each other, there is no notoriety of the Yan family among Wu Xing's countryside.

Therefore, the reputation of Yan's family has changed greatly. In Yan Ping's generation, with hard work from top to bottom, generous gifts and friendship, they have suddenly jumped from a white body to a county chief!As a result, the Yan family became even more prominent for a while, and now it can be called a powerful sea salt, looking at the sea, all you can see is the Yan family's salt field!
However, all this came to an abrupt end not long ago. Wu Xing Taishou Yu Tan made painstaking efforts to win over the Zhongyan family in the county with the new method of drying salt, and blatantly dismissed Yanping County Governor Shi in full view!

"Yu Tan, my family is incompatible with you!"

Losing fame and wealth, suffering such a great shame, Yan Ping still feels burned inside when he thinks about the scene at Bianshan Villa, and his whole body exudes hatred!

Since Wucheng returned to his hometown, although it was only a short ten days, Yan Ping seemed like a lifetime ago. His whole body was haggard, his beard and hair were gray, and he was already old. His originally plump cheeks were thin and full of wrinkles.

In the reed pond in winter, the reeds are shriveled, withered and yellow, scattered and scattered, flying catkins like snow, dilapidated and depressed, just like Yan Ping's mood at this time.

The loss of pure benefits is not worth Yan Ping's depressed mood.During the years he has been running the family, although salt production is still his main business and is thriving, he has also made progress in other aspects and has made a lot of money.

The most unacceptable thing for him was that he used to think that he was the No. [-] figure in Wu Xing. As the governor of the county, he could talk happily with the famous people of the time when he went in and out, and he was treated very politely.

However, Yu Tan's series of blows against him made Yan Ping realize that a poor family is a poor family, even if everyone is superficially respectful, they have no scruples about playing tricks behind their backs!What about the history of the county magistrate?A mere bicycle prefect made a large sum of money, and his family's long-term position, which was acquired at countless costs, suddenly changed hands!
If it was changed to a son of a noble family, would Yu Tan dare?In the final analysis, it was because of my unpreparedness that I was looked down upon by others!
Once he realized this, Yan Ping was filled with a sense of disillusionment and frustration, and felt that most of his life's hard work was vain.Usually he looked down on Shen Chong, thinking that this person was putting the cart before the horse and making troubles.But now, as a wealthy family in the county, Shen Chong has already occupied the position of Fangzhen, and the Shen family seems to have the appearance of Wu Xing's first family!

But what about him?Half a lifetime of hard work, no word at all!

"In this world, it turns out that you can't restrain your sharpness. Only when you show your sharpness can you be distinguished in front of the dignitaries!"

Standing in the midst of the reed pond, Yan Ping's eyes flashed sternly, and then he sneered: "In this case, how can my family fall behind others! So I used Yu Tan's life to tell the scholars in Wu Zhong that Wu Xing is the only Shen family? I Yan Home, the sword is equally sharp!"

Outside the vast reed pond, there are still a large number of farmers wielding sickles and harvesting the reed stalks.They don't know that these reeds are useless and are only used as a routine fuel reserve every year.

Seeing the reed pond being cut down layer by layer, Yan Ping felt a lot of sadness in his heart.Although he has made up his mind to lead his family on another journey, the previous generations depended on this reed pond for food and clothing, and he has been playing in and out of this reed pond since he was a boy, and the feelings in his heart are quite deep.

He stepped into the reed pond, not minding that the frost and soil stained the hem of his clothes, and looked around, wanting to keep this scene in his heart forever.After achieving success and fame, come back to search for memories.

After crossing a high hill, a series of reed felt shacks appeared in the depths of the reed pond, and there was a foul smell.In the shack, there were crowds of people, unkempt, disheveled, and naked, looking like ghosts!Seeing Yan Ping and a group of servants guarding him, there were no ripples in his eyes, but he was just weaving dry reed leaves in order to keep out the cold and cover his body.

"Get up quickly! You group of porpoise dogs and ants, the lord came here, and you dare to ignore it, you don't want to live!"

Suddenly, a thin figure rushed out of the shack, kicking and beating the surrounding people.Many of them were old or disabled. After being kicked by this person, they turned their bodies with difficulty, and lay face down in the wet and cold reed pond facing Yan Ping.

The man bowed his waist and walked forward, but his clothes were ragged and unkempt, and before he got close, there was a pungent smell blowing towards his face.Yan Ping hastily covered his nose with his sleeve, frowned slightly, and even if a guard rushed up and kicked the man over, he was not allowed to approach.

Hearing the man's screams, Yan Ping was faintly familiar, and said with doubts: "You are..."

"Little man Fan Guang, I am honored to meet the lord. Today I see the lord with the same demeanor as before. I am really very excited!" Seeing Yan Ping looking over, the man hurriedly threw himself into the reed pond.

"Fan Guang?"

Yan Ping pondered for a long time before suddenly remembering that this Fan Guang was originally a Yan family in Haiyan City. When he was young, he fought fiercely with the Yan family. Later, Yan Ping first led Jie Hu to go south to plunder, and focused on Fan Guang's family. , captured him to Weitang, did not expect to live until now.

Seeing that his former tit-for-tat opponent was now living as dead as a dog lying on the ground like a dog wagging its tail, Yan Ping felt much happier and said with a smile: "Fan Guang, you are fine. Work hard, the master will not treat you badly."

"Thank you, my lord, for your appreciation, thank you, my lord, for your appreciation!" Upon hearing this, Fan Guang kowtowed repeatedly on the ground, and at the end he was choked up, crying loudly, unaware that Yan Ping had already left.

Just when he was about to leave Weitang, a pair of delicate palms suddenly grabbed Yan Ping's clothes. He was startled. He looked down and saw a thin figure kneeling on the ground, and said in a sad tone: "Please help me, my lord! My father's frostbite is festering." , is about to die... I beg my lord to remember that my family has served for many years, and donate medicine to save my life..."

Hearing this voice is weak and not like a male voice, but also polite and polite, unlike ordinary people's speech.Yan Ping's heart moved, he pointed to the figure and said, "Raise your head!"

The figure trembled slightly, and slowly raised its head, revealing a childish face under the disheveled hair, it was a young lady in her teens.Although the clothes are ragged, without makeup, and there is a lot of dirt, but you can still see the delicate eyes and nose, and the beautiful jaw line, which shows that she is already a beauty.

Seeing the face of the little lady, Yan Ping felt a slight heat in his abdomen, and reached down to grab her shoulders. The little lady struggled, and the reed felt on her shoulders slipped off, revealing not white and tender skin, but scarlet bloodshot skin. Ringworm.Seeing this scene, Yan Ping was taken aback for a moment, but the little figure jumped into the reeds like a panicked beast, and soon disappeared.

"My lord, do you want to capture him back?" the guards around him asked.

Yan Ping shook his head, the vicious ringworm flashed in his eyes again, and he felt a chill.This reed pond has hot flashes in summer, mosquito bites, and cold winter with continuous frost.

Stepping out of the reed pond somewhat in a dispirited mood, Yan Ping glanced at the farmers who were still harvesting, and suddenly whispered to the servants beside him: "Harvest for a while, don't need to harvest again. On New Year's Eve, set fire to burn this reed pond."

"There are still thousands of households inside..." The servant reminded subconsciously, and when Yan Ping's eyes turned cold, he nodded hurriedly.

After making this decision, Yan Ping's chest dissipated a lot. Now that his family has decided to embark on another road, there is no need to feel sorry for the reed pond that the family business relied on in the past. After the fire is burned, it will be ashes, and if it is plowed, it will be a piece of fertile soil. !As for the ant people inside, those who are worthy of use have already been selected, and the remaining group of old, weak, sick and disabled, how can they waste rice and food for them!
After returning home from Weitang, Yan Ping lost all hesitation in his heart, and threw himself into the preparations for the next year's event.

During the La Ri Festival, clansmen scattered all over the country returned home to worship their ancestors one after another, and some clansmen attacked Yan Ping, and one of them was named Yan Fang, the son of Uncle Yan Ping.

After the great sacrifice, Yan Fang came out with more people, pointed at Yan Ping and said, "Why did you need to explain to the clan people why the elder brother was dismissed from the position of Chang Shi? How much did my family pay for this position of Chang Shi! I My father came from Ping Chen Min, and died in battle. Countless clansman blood and tears, countless goods paved the way, and then I pushed my eldest brother into the history of the county magistrate! I only hope that my eldest brother can bring my family more prosperity, but my eldest brother throws this position lightly, which is worthy of the ranks Ancestors?"

Hearing this, Yan Ping's eyes were gloomy and cold, and he let out a sneer laugh: "Sixth brother said it is true, I lost the position of county magistrate, and I really feel ashamed of my ancestors. It's just that the reason is extremely complicated. Brother really want to listen?"

"Everyone in the arena is blood relatives, so there's nothing to say!" Yan Fang sternly shouted.

"Okay, I'll give you an explanation!"

As soon as Yan Ping finished speaking, he raised his palm and waved it abruptly, a person behind Yan Fang suddenly raised a knife and chopped it down, a big head rolled down into the court!

Ignoring the headless corpse gushing out blood, Yan Ping walked slowly in front of the silent clansmen, and said sternly: "If my family wants to make a big deal, we must work together! Anyone who has a different mind will be punished like this!"

Seeing this bloody scene, even if they still had objections, everyone dared not speak out, and said in unison: "I would like to join hands with the Patriarch to bring about a great event!"

After deterring the tribe with iron and blood methods, Yan Ping accelerated the deployment of manpower and material resources.The family business has grown, and he also knows that there are many dissidents among the clansmen, but right now he has no time to carefully identify them. He can only restrain the clansmen in the house as much as possible, and prevent them from contacting the outside world, so as to leak the news.

But Yan Ping still prepares a backhand. He puts his most beloved young son and hundreds of most loyal soldiers in his family on the boat with a sum of money. It will not be extinct in his hands.

It was not until New Year's Eve that Yan Ping made all the arrangements. It was rare for him to relax, and he only waited for the dark day of the first month after the New Year.

The sound of firecrackers is a farewell to the old year.After nightfall, a fire suddenly rose into the sky in the north of Yan's mansion, which made many people in the clan terrified, but Yan Ping laughed heartily looking at the fire.

This fire will burn away all burdens, and next year, the Yan family will become Wu Xing's leading family!
There were roars and yells in his ears, and a cruel smile curled up on the corner of Yan Ping's mouth, that group of ants burned their bodies to fertilize the fertile land, and it was a worthwhile life.

　Dark day, the [-]th day of the first lunar month.A few hours ago, the first order has already exceeded [-]. Thank you, thank you, we should be able to go further. I hope you will continue to support. . .After five chapters, I feel my body is hollowed out. . .Tomorrow's update will be a bit late, I'm going to sleep to recover blood. . .In addition, the moderator of the book review area is a cute girl, who is flirtatious and cherishes. . .

　　
　
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