Is there a way to break Chapter 1011?
"Hey, hey, hey, what are you doing? Trying to hit someone? Barefoot people aren't afraid of those wearing shoes. If you're so tough, kill me. We're going to starve to death anyway, might as well take someone down with us."
The three of them put their hands in their sleeves, lay down on the ground, and started playing dead.
Xie Zheng stepped forward. "Do you need any help?"
Song Chunxue glanced at him indifferently, "Throw them out, throw them into the ditch, and make sure they never dare to come back."
Xie Zheng knew she was still angry, so he went forward, picked up the person from the ground, and walked towards the main road.
Changfeng and Changyun followed suit, each carrying one in each hand.
"Let us go! Let us go now, or I'll report you to the authorities!"
Tu Dan'er shouted, "Go ahead and report it! Who's afraid of who? My master uncle is a high-ranking official from the capital. Do you think he's afraid of a nobody like you? Since you want a house, I think the county jail is a good option. You can live there for the rest of your life. My master uncle happens to know the county magistrate. It would be good if they could take special care of you."
"Let go! Put me down!"
"Shut up." Lord Xie raised his hand and cast a silencing spell, silencing them so they could only make "uh-huh" sounds through their noses.
When Song Chunxue looked up, she saw a row of onlookers standing outside the gate of the Cheng family's courtyard.
Upon noticing Song Chunxue looking over, they quickly turned around and went inside, fearing that she might draw her sword and cause them trouble if she became unhappy.
I heard that her lover is the imperial envoy who came here before. Although she got lucky and Lord Xie was blinded by greed, they really won't dare to offend the Jiang family mother and son in the future.
Lord Zhao walked into the courtyard. “Knowing that you have your own problems, you can’t even take care of them. You’ve been idle these past few days anyway, so we’ve found someone to renovate the courtyard for you and set up a formation so that no one will dare to approach easily in the future. Go take a look, and if you don’t like it, we can change it.”
Song Chunxue nodded, "Thank you for your hard work. I can do it. I don't know anything about feng shui. Besides, in my opinion, anything that is bought with money will look good no matter how it is placed."
"Not at all. Your earthen courtyard has a certain charm, but it's not very windproof or rainproof. If no one is there to guard it, it'll collapse quickly. Blue bricks and white walls are much more resistant to wind and rain." Lord Zhao looked at Zhang Chengxuan, "What are you having for lunch?"
Zhang Chengxuan asked helplessly, "What would you like to eat, Senior Brother?"
"I bought three roosters. Shall we have chicken soup noodles for lunch?" Lord Zhao said with a smile. "Thank you for your trouble, junior brother."
Song Chunxue looked at Zhang Chengxuan, knowing that he didn't like killing chickens.
None of them killed the chicken.
Suddenly, she turned to look at Jiang Yeming, who was standing still.
"Boss, kill the chickens." He kills chickens every year anyway, so these two won't make a difference. "If you want to keep them for dinner, tell your wife."
As she spoke, she suddenly remembered that although she had given the chicks to the eldest son last time, she hadn't given him the pig's leg yet.
"Oh, right, take this leg back with you, and come back later."
"Okay." Jiang Yeming walked over and was surprised to see the pig leg that had appeared out of thin air in her hand. "Why don't you keep it for yourselves? You can give it to me next time. The weather is nice now, so stay here a few more days. It's just a pig leg, you can definitely finish it."
"No need, take it back," Lord Zhao said with a smile. "I went to the market and bought pork tenderloin and a lot of fresh meat. Your mother gave it to you because she prepared it for you. You also have children in your family, so let the children have a treat."
Only then did the eldest son agree, and the pig's leg on the kang (heated brick bed) was taken home.
As everyone entered the courtyard, Lord Zhao said helplessly, "Your eldest son is indeed not as good as the other three; he's too shallow-minded."
Song Chunxue laughed, "If it weren't for that, would I have almost fainted from anger at him back then?"
Lord Zhao shook his head slightly, "Who would want to be your son? I heard that you used to love him the most. Now, the consequences have fallen on you."
"Senior Brother, can't you say something nice?" Song Chunxue complained. "I blame myself for being unfair as his mother, but he doesn't know what's good for him at all. Unlike the Wang family's children, who are filial and know how to say nice things. Even if they use a little cleverness to make the elders happy, it's still the thought that counts."
Mentioning the eldest brother, Song Chunxue felt the anger rising in her chest.
"Never mind, let's not talk about it." Song Chunxue waved her hand. "Where is Master Han?"
"He went to find his kind to brew tea and drink wine. He even gave me a list and bought a lot of gifts to give away. Those demon cultivators don't like to go to crowded places, and the tea utensils they use are all old objects from hundreds of years ago. Even for tea leaves, they would rather go to the old tea trees in the deep mountains to pick and dry them themselves than buy them themselves."
At this point, Lord Zhao shook his head.
"It's clear how little they like interacting with people." At this point, Lord Zhao recalled something.
"I heard you left a box of valuable things in the White Immortal Cave. Master Han asked him for the secret of teleportation array. Once we've all learned it, our reputation will only get better and better. Master will no longer be laughed at for having no skills."
Song Chunxue asked curiously, "No ability?"
Zhang Chengxuan explained, "The people who are familiar with the master are all very capable, and the disciples they take on are all outstanding. He originally didn't have any disciples, but he took on the role of the eldest disciple after seeing that they all had disciples."
"That's right. Compared to those arrogant disciples, I'm just an insignificant little cultivator. Alas, if only Master had taken Master Han as his disciple, but he was too kind-hearted and missed a good opportunity, instead kindly recognizing him as our junior brother." Lord Zhao said with some regret, "He almost became our junior brother."
Song Chunxue and Zhang Chengxuan are timid. If Master Han really becomes their junior brother, they would have to be trembling with fear and trying to please him every day.
I can't even imagine what that scene would look like.
They all looked at their senior brother, thinking that being bold might not be a good thing.
They sat down in front of the wooden stumps in the yard, which looked like freshly sawn apricot wood stakes.
"Why are there so many apricot tree stumps? They look like they're over a hundred years old."
Lord Xie came in from outside. "Because the news that Wuji and the others bought apricot trees has spread, they all came to ask if they wanted to buy apricot trees from their own homes. Seeing their expectant looks, my senior brother bought them all."
Song Chunxue looked at Xie Zheng, feeling somewhat awkward.
Lord Zhao and Zhang Chengxuan exchanged a glance, then got up and went into the north room.
After entering the room, Lord Zhao lit the tea stove, tossed a small apricot twig into it, and shook his head upon seeing the people outside.
"How can Xie Zheng be so spineless? He's so timid and cowardly in front of his junior brother. I was originally going to praise him for developing such a fierce and valiant spirit in such a short time in the military camp."
Disappointed, he picked up a date, broke it open, and placed it by the stove to roast. "Oh, by the way, have you checked? Can Master Han's method really make his cultivation advance by leaps and bounds?"
Zhang Chengxuan nodded, "I've investigated it. The dual cultivation method given by my martial uncle is not simple. After all, Taoism emphasizes the balance of Yin and Yang."
"Then your cultivation method goes against the natural way," Lord Zhao asked in a low voice. "Is there a way to break this?"
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