When the sword comes out of Emei, I will be the front

Chapter 37 The Emei boy has risen to prominence since then

Miejie and Ye Guhong looked at each other and saw dozens of men walking high-spiritedly on the other road.

The first two people rode white mules and green donkeys. The one who rode the white mule was about forty, dressed as an official, fat and white, and looked like a rich man. The one riding the green donkey was an eight or nine-year-old child, with a smart and handsome appearance. Hair, carrying a sword.

Miejie's expression changed slightly. He pulled the reins of the two of them and used the willow tree to cover his body, allowing the other party to pass first. Then he followed behind and listened to what the other party said.

The child said with a smile: "I often hear my father mention my second uncle's business skills, and today I saw it is really extraordinary! Although my nephew is not good at farming, he can also see that these are good properties. How can ordinary people get it so easily? ?”

The fat man, who was called Second Uncle, was very proud when he heard this. He boasted: "My nephew, what you said is really to the point! Second Uncle, I have been keeping an eye on this family for twenty years for these fields. First, I am a brother, and my son is an uncle and nephew. Now I can hope to succeed. This is a matter of course. It is no different from your martial arts training. You must put in the effort first before you can gain anything."

The child laughed and said, "It's a pity that my second uncle has never practiced martial arts. Otherwise, with his intelligence, he would be even more powerful than my father."

The fat man smiled and said: "If I also go to practice martial arts, who will earn these fields for you? In a sect, everyone performs his or her duties. Some people are just for face, and some are for lizi. Only by supporting each other and relying on each other can we truly The Song family is prosperous. Without me, my father is still a poor hero no matter how good his martial arts skills are. But if the Song family didn't have your father, he wouldn't have to wait for the second brother to save all these properties. He would have been eaten up by others, my child. , is this true?”

The child was obviously smart. He nodded repeatedly and asked, "Second uncle, what happened to this family that made them want to sell their land?"

The fat man sighed and said: "The original head of this family was also a member of the martial arts world. He was known as the 'Golden Melon Hammer' and was called Fang Taiping. He just didn't walk around much in the world. He studied and farmed and lived an honest life. Unexpectedly, a few years ago, he was suddenly killed. A big devil was killed and two sons were left behind, named Fang Wen and Fang Wu. Without the control of their father, these two boys were neither good at writing nor good at martial arts. They were fine earlier. In these two years, As he got older, he would cause trouble every once in a while, and the family lost a lot of money for it. This time it was even more outrageous. He actually broke a leg of the magistrate's son. The magistrate said that if he didn't have [-] silver, he would ask his family to No chickens or dogs left! Oh, how pitiful..."

Having said this, the fat man couldn't help but smile: "Haha, after all, Fang Wen and Fang Wu called me uncle, how can I ignore this matter?"

The child said in surprise: "This piece of land has more than a thousand acres. If it costs thirty thousand silver, wouldn't it cost only twenty or so taels per acre? This, this, this, this is such a good deal!"

After hearing his nephew's praise, the fat man's face turned serious: "Thirty thousand silver? Who said I should give him thirty thousand? His family didn't have any money saved? Those houses and animals are worthless. Is it done?"

The child exclaimed: "Uncle, you are too good at calculation!"

The fat man shook his head repeatedly: "Jing? I don't just want his family's property, I also want his people! Why did I bring you here today? Just when he was desperate, you came forward to make an introduction and led them to follow you up the mountain to learn skills. , in this case, wouldn't these two little idiots be happy to hear that they have the opportunity to learn advanced martial arts? You will have two more dogs willing to obey your orders in the mountains. By then, Fang Taiping's widow will lose all her belongings Wu Cun, the two sons have gone away, and if I ask her to be a steward in my house, how can she refuse? Hahahahaha!"

After saying that, he raised his head and laughed, but the child next to him pulled his sleeves and reminded him: "Second uncle, it's hard for me to say anything to you nephew when you do this, but you must remember the four words "your love and my wish". My father has been a hero for decades. Nian, I have earned this reputation, but don’t let it be ruined by you on such a trivial matter!”

The fat man waved his hands and said: "Don't worry, what are you doing with your uncle? How can you capsize the boat in the gutter?"

His uncle and nephew were laughing and joking happily, not noticing that Miejie was far behind the team, his face already ashen.

At this time, they arrived at a small mansion with a black door, whitewashed walls, and an area of ​​​​acres. Fatty Song got off the mule and covered his face with his hands to contemplate for a moment. When he took his hands away, his face was filled with tension, anxiety, and fear. Worry.

He quickly ran a few steps to the door, knocked on the door hard and shouted: "Sister-in-law, sister-in-law, I'm a little chubby. What's going on at home now?"

Not long after, the big black door opened with a creak, and a yellow-haired maid helped a woman in her thirties out. When the woman saw the fat man, she looked slightly blessed and said with red eyes: "I've met my uncle before. I've seen him too." Have you heard? Now Fang Wen is still lying on the bed unable to move, and Fang Wu is in prison without knowing whether to live or die..."

At this point, my throat was choked with sobs and I couldn't speak any more. The fat man slapped his thighs and cried out repeatedly: "You talk about these two children! You don't bring troubles on earth, they bring troubles in heaven! Oh, sister-in-law, you don't have to panic. You should ask about your brother when he comes. The county magistrate said For thirty thousand silver, let Xiao Wu come back and he will no longer pursue this matter for the time being."

"Thirty thousand silver?" Mrs. Fang exclaimed: "My family may not even be able to come up with two thousand silver..."

"Don't you even have two thousand taels of silver?" The fat man was slightly surprised, then gritted his teeth and said, "It doesn't matter! Sister-in-law, although you don't have this silver, I do, brother! I gave up my family and property, sold some of my ancestral property, and collected thirty thousand taels of silver. What's the difficulty? It's just that my sister-in-law, Xiao Wen, and Xiao Wu caused such a big disaster. Even if they temporarily buy someone out, how can the county magistrate not want to take revenge when he sees his son is lame? So these two children , but the family can’t keep it.”

Mrs. Fang had no idea at this moment and cried: "They are only teenagers. If they don't stay at home, where will they go?"

The fat man smiled and pulled his nephew beside him: "Don't Xiaowen and Xiaowu love martial arts and want to avenge their father? Sister-in-law, this nephew of my brother is the leading senior brother among the third generation descendants of the Wudang sect! He looks at me This second uncle's favor has led his two brothers to the mountain, so why worry about not being able to become talented people?"

When he said this, Mrs. Fang suddenly had an idea: "Going up the mountain? Oh, uncle, when you didn't tell me, the slave family couldn't remember it. But when you said it, I remembered it. My late husband used to have a girl. She was taken away by a master at a young age. Later, she wrote a letter saying that she had joined the Emei sect. When her late husband was in trouble, she came back to attend the funeral. It was obvious that he was a very temperamental person. Why not let Fang Wen and Fang Wu went to Emei? At least wherever their aunt is, she can always take care of them."

"This..." Fatty Song was stunned and didn't know how to continue. He had socialized with Fang Taiping in the early years, and he knew that he had a girl in the Emei sect. However, Fang Taiping was not a show-off type, and he only mentioned it in passing. Fatty Song subconsciously thought he was a minor role in the sect doing errands, but now listening to Mrs. Fang's tone, it seemed that he had some identity.

He was speechless, but his nephew became unhappy.

This kid rarely interacts with ordinary people outside the martial arts world, so in his eyes, when he says the word Wudang Sect, he should be greeted with exclamations and applause. Now the second uncle has said that he will lure his son to Wudang. Pai, not only did this woman not exclaim, applaud, or worship, but she immediately mentioned Emei. This is simply unbearable.

He immediately sneered loudly, and when Mrs. Fang looked surprised, he lowered his face and said: "It seems that you, a woman, don't understand the affairs of the world. How can a mere Emei be compared with Wudang? Let's not talk about anything else. That sect has always favored girls over boys, and has not taught its advanced martial arts to male disciples. Talking about it among Emei male disciples, who in the world won’t laugh until their teeth hurt?”

As soon as he finished speaking, someone behind him said coldly: "Your tooth hurts from laughing? Disciple, let this kid know what it means to have a toothache."

Then a gray shadow flashed, and a young and beautiful nun appeared in front of the Song Mansion, putting down a seven or eight-year-old child in her hand.

Ye Guhong was put down by his master, and he waved to the handsome child opposite: "Come here, I will obey the master's orders. I want you to know what toothache is."

The child jumped off the horse, his body was neat, but he ignored Ye Guhong, and only raised his fists at Miejie: ​​"Is it possible that you are a senior of the Emei sect? This kid is young and ignorant, and he was reckless for a moment, and he is willing to apologize to his senior."

Miejie was stunned for a moment, thinking that this kid reacted so quickly.

Emei and Wudang have been friends for decades. If she admits her identity, how can there be any reason to punish her even more since the other junior admits her mistake?
  Just as he was about to speak, he heard Ye Guhong say: "What are you accusing my master of? My master is not a man. I want to teach you a lesson today, not because you say Emei is not good, but because you say that Emei's male disciples are not good. As a male disciple of Emei, in order to prevent my toothache from laughing when people mention me, I must let you know what toothache is. Do you understand this good intention?"

His words were tongue-twisting. The more the child listened, the angrier he became. He thought to himself that this kid is so unruly. Anyway, I have already fulfilled my courtesy. If I really want to hit him, am I not afraid of you?

He immediately took two steps back and distanced himself: "Okay! Since this junior brother is determined to teach me a lesson, I have no choice but to learn some clever tricks!"

Ye Guhong chuckled, flicked his left palm, and quickly shot out his right palm, hitting the opponent's chest. It was the "Mountain-Opening Palm Technique" taught by Miejie!
  (End of this chapter)