648 Heavy rain and strong winds, not lasting overnight.
Ye Yunyun paused slightly, then asked softly, "I heard there have been changes at the City God Temple, that the City God can leave his designated area. Is that true?"
His eyes were fixed on Meng Queyi, his voice carrying a hint of curiosity and inquiry, clearly showing that he was quite interested in this news.
This is no small matter, but her family has not told her about it!
Meng Queyi nodded slightly and said softly, "Indeed, there have been some changes recently. Some time ago, for some reason, the City God could indeed leave his fixed area, as if he could roam the world."
He then looked gently at Ye Yunyun and said softly, "I had never seen the City God's true form before, but seeing it today, I know that what you said is true."
It seems that a major change is indeed on the horizon.
Yuechan nodded gently. This was the first time she had heard of such a thing. Important matters within the family were rarely of great importance to them, especially to the women.
Differential treatment is something we can't do anything about!
He couldn't help but whisper, "The interaction between the Yin and Yang realms is not a good thing!"
Yin and Yang should be in balance, not interfering with each other. If the two realms interact excessively and can move freely between them, there would likely be too many variables.
Ye Yunyun Meng Queyi also nodded in agreement.
Meng Queyi looked up at the sky and saw a bright moon hanging high, its silvery light shining down, the moonlight captivating.
A surge of anticipation and joy welled up within her, and she chuckled softly, "Tomorrow, if we quicken our pace, we'll be able to see Yun Su!"
Upon hearing this, Yuechan and Yeyunyun slowly raised their heads and looked up at the bright moon. They were also filled with anticipation for seeing Yunsu soon.
In Huangtu County, the He family mansion was spotless. Steward Yang was calculating the various incomes from Madam Biyunyan's shops and fields this year, as well as the status of the cultivated farmland.
His own nephew quietly helped from the side!
He said softly, "The master and mistress have been gone for quite some time; we don't know when they will return!"
Steward Yang shook his head slightly and said in a soft but serious voice, "Don't ask too many questions about the adults' affairs, and don't talk nonsense. The madam is in the border town, which is very close."
Although Madam didn't go into detail about the various businesses here, we should make more careful arrangements, record all income and expenses meticulously, and then present them to Madam for review later.
"Yes, yes, I was too talkative," Yang's nephew quickly nodded.
Looking at his nephew, Butler Yang knew the worries in his heart.
He gently comforted them, "Nephews, you don't need to worry too much. Since Madam isn't here, we just need to go over and report to her regularly."
Although Madam and Master have not returned for some time, your living expenses may be reduced.
The lady's properties, whether shops in the city or fertile fields outside, all require careful management.
What you need to do now is to intensify your studies and improve your abilities so that you can better shoulder these responsibilities in the future.
He paused for a moment, then continued, "I know you may be feeling uneasy, worried that Madam and Master are no longer paying attention to this matter."
But look, isn't Lord Guisan also in Huangtu County? With the master and mistress away, we must do our utmost to share the mistress's burdens!
"Yes, thank you for clarifying things, Aunt. I understand."
Lightning flashed and thunder roared, and torrential rain poured down. The roads were even more muddy and difficult to walk on at night!
Fishmonger Zhan Liuliang looked at his sleeping wife and children, feeling a warmth in his heart, but an uncontrollable desire welled up within him: 'Become stronger, become stronger!'
Picking up the two-foot-long blade, with a handle no more than an inch long and a thick blade weighing about thirty pounds, I couldn't help but weigh it in my hand.
Wearing a straw hat, a ruthless and disgusted thought flashed through his mind. He loathed the rainy weather and craved blood and flames, the scorching temperature, or the burning flames. The smell alone was an exciting sensation from the bottom of his heart!
Outside the thatched hut, the rain poured down harder and harder, as if the sky were pouring out its sorrow.
Listening to the sounds from all directions, the torrential rain poured down like a thousand horses galloping in, its momentum overwhelming. The raindrops hit the muddy ground, splashing up droplets before quickly merging into the mud with a dull thud.
On the thatched roof, raindrops pounded on the grass, making a dense, rhythmic "boom-boom" sound, like a natural funeral procession.
The wind gradually picked up, howling through the gaps in the thatched hut and bringing a chill.
It was pitch black all around, and the rain kept pouring down. The only sounds were the wind, the rain, and the eerie sounds of the darkness.
He glanced back at his sleeping wife and son, his eyes filled with reluctance, before stepping into the rain.
With a two-foot-long blade in hand, which Zhan Liuliang had painstakingly bought from the blacksmith's shop, he naturally ended the life of some of the thugs and ruffians who had bullied him in the past.
Holding a large blade, concealed behind him, Zhan Liuliang was filled with unprecedented determination and power.
He thought to himself, 'It's really satisfying to wield a weapon, but it's still a bit too light. If it were a bit heavier, it would be perfect!'
A slight, silent sense of unease crept into his mind. Before the chaos, the number of iron tools was limited, especially such a sharp blade. If someone were to secretly report it, they could face imprisonment.
Only those audacious thugs and hooligans would secretly hoard some sharp weapons!
Now that the King of Qi is dead, the rules have changed, and might makes right. Many people are secretly forging iron rods or axes, and the blacksmiths don't care. As long as they sell them secretly, there's no problem.
The price of natural ironware has recently risen significantly again.
Zhan Liu looked at the weather with a hint of disgust. The rain lashed against his skin, and for some reason, he felt increasingly resentful. Thinking about the recent increases in expenses, he thought to himself, 'Food prices have gone up again, iron prices have gone up, and I don't want to go fishing anymore. What a hassle!'
Zhan Liuliang couldn't help but think of the local thugs who used to bully and humiliate him, wantonly trampling on his dignity. Fear and humiliation accompanied him in the past.
A hint of conflict and barely suppressed emotion flickered in his eyes as he thought to himself, 'I've already sent those thugs away, free from suffering, so why haven't I gained any new power these past two times?'
'Could it be that these people's cultivation levels are too low, or do we need to sacrifice a larger number at once? Ten, a hundred, would that be enough?' A hint of barely suppressed madness!
In Zhan Liuliang's mind, the scene after the thugs disappeared involuntarily flashed before his eyes. The initial surprise and worry, and then the joy of confirming that they had vanished.
For several days, the villagers and neighbors wore rare happy smiles, whispering among themselves, their faces full of relief and joy.
In Zhan Liuliang's imagination, they might be discussing how the thugs who used to bully them have finally been driven away, and life can finally return to peace.
Some people were quietly discussing behind their backs, "It must have been some kind of hero who took them away. We're so grateful to this great master!"
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