But no matter how well he did, he didn't gain any reputation for his father Ye Dashan. Instead, he even had an incident of cannibalism.
How should I end it then?
Not only did he not gain any good reputation, but his ancestors were also cursed. Ye Feiyun was so angry that he was fuming.
Mu Fenfang, who was watching in the crowd, raised her eyebrows slightly, her face full of disbelief, and stared at Ye Feiyun closely.
She heard exactly what Ye Feiyun was thinking just now. Could it be that she had wronged him?
This was not his decision.
At first she thought Ye Feiyun was putting on an act and asked the people from the Ye Mansion to release the grain, but the grain released was all moldy and expired rice.
She felt that Ye Feiyun might have done this on purpose, so her attitude towards Ye Feiyun immediately became a little cold.
But at this moment, after hearing what Ye Feiyun was thinking, Mu Fenfang raised her eyebrows. Could it be that there was someone else behind this?
Seeing many refugees vomiting and having diarrhea, clutching their abdomens and crying out in pain, some even began to speak out in a ferocious manner: "People from the Ye Mansion, you need to give us an explanation! Don't our lives as refugees matter? If you die like this, I will sue you in the imperial court!"
Everyone was talking at the same time, making a lot of noise.
Ye Feiyun's face looked even uglier. Damn it, he had done a good deed with good intentions, but was cursed by everyone, including his ancestors.
Ye Feiyun immediately yelled, "Everyone from the Ye Mansion, stand up for me! I want to see which bastard did this!"
At this time, Ye Ding poked Ye Feiyun's arm. Ye Feiyun turned around with a ferocious look and did not give him a good look.
Ye Ding's face twitched, the corners of his mouth moved, and he said with a somewhat ugly expression: "Young Master Ye...It's Ye Beibiao"
"What's the matter?" Ye Feiyun said unhappily, "Who is Ye Beibiao?" As soon as he said this subconsciously, an impression quickly emerged in his mind.
Ye Beibiao was the name he gave himself. He was originally one of the evil servants in the family, but this guy was deeply favored by Ye Feiyun and came up with many bad ideas on the road of licking Mu Yanyun.
Ye Feiyun was so happy that he gave him the surname Ye and assigned him to the most lucrative job in the mansion - in charge of the warehouse.
This time, the food for disaster relief in the Ye Mansion was distributed through his hands.
Ye Feiyun slapped his forehead and said, "Shit, I actually forgot about this guy."
Knowing that it was this guy who came to distribute the food, Ye Feiyun had to watch him distribute the food with his own eyes before he would leave.
But now things have gotten out of hand, damn it!
Ye Feiyun cursed in his heart and immediately shouted, "Call Ye Beibiao out to me, where is this bastard now?"
At this time, several servants said tremblingly: "Master Ye, Master Ye Beibiao is drinking tea in a nearby teahouse now. He said that you must not come to him unless it is important."
Ye Feiyun was so furious that he wanted to eat Ye Beibiao alive.
He was being cursed here, but he still had the leisure to drink tea in a nearby teahouse. Who gave him the courage?
Ye Feiyun shouted: "Ye Ding!"
"I am here."
Ye Feiyun's face was icy cold. "Go, bring that bastard Ye Beibiao to me. I'll have three incense sticks to kill him. If he takes more than that, I'll kill you too."
Ye Feiyun shouted.
Ye Ding shuddered and immediately patted his chest to promise, "Young Master Ye, just wait. It won't take three incense sticks of time. I guarantee that I'll bring that bastard to you in two."
"Go quickly."
Ye Feiyun shouted.
Ye Ding rolled and crawled, using his hands and feet, and with a wave of the whip, he rode a tall horse and quickly headed west towards Yale, raising a cloud of dust.
Ye Feiyun's face was ashen as he looked at the angry refugees. He immediately spoke to comfort them and waved his hand to signal for them to be quiet: "Everyone, I, Ye Feiyun, will definitely give you an explanation for what happened today. Please rest assured."
Mu Fenfang, who was observing silently in the crowd, raised her eyebrows slightly.
It has to be said that Ye Feiyun's process of handling things has far exceeded her previous impression of Ye Feiyun.
He is experienced and steady, and can calm the people.
I guess if it were the Ye Feiyun of the past, he would probably have lost his temper, beat up these refugees first, and then thrown them all into jail, without caring about public anger or resentment at all.
But at the moment, Ye Feiyun handled it flawlessly, and even she couldn't find any fault with it.
The maidservant beside her blinked, as if she couldn't understand Ye Feiyun's actions. She poked Mu Fenfang's arm and said, "Miss Mu, is Young Master Ye pretending?"
Mu Fenfang blinked her brows, her eyes full of curiosity. "I don't know, let's wait and see. To be honest, I'm not sure either."
But she could hear Ye Feiyun's thoughts, and had a rough idea in her mind that this matter had nothing to do with Ye Feiyun.
But when did Ye Feiyun become so kind?
Why is this happening?
Mu Fenfang couldn't guess what was going on.
Ye Feiyun simply moved a chair and sat in front of the corpse table of the refugees. His face became increasingly gloomy, and his eyes seemed to be spitting fire.
I was giving food to him with good intentions, but Ye Beibiao just did such a wicked thing to me.
Ye Feiyun's face turned increasingly gloomy and he said nothing.
The atmosphere on the scene was depressing and eerie, as if it were a volcano that was about to erupt at any moment. Once it erupted, it would definitely be earth-shaking and shocking.
After a while, there was the sound of galloping horses, a cloud of dust rising, and Ye Ding's hoarse voice shouting: "Master Ye, the people are here!"
Ye Feiyun looked up and saw a figure being thrown to the ground with a "bang" by Ye Ding with a flick of his arm.
Ye Feiyun looked again and saw a man in a brocade robe lying in front of him. He was about twenty years old, with a pointed face and monkey cheeks. His eyes were rolling around like a rat. He was covered in dust and had a drunken look on his face and a smell of alcohol on his body.
He was completely confused and had no idea what was going on.
Just now he was drinking leisurely in the teahouse, but unexpectedly someone suddenly grabbed him.
He subconsciously prepared to curse: "Who is this bastard? Don't you know that I am Ye Beibiao from the Ye Mansion? How dare you attack me? You must be tired of living!"
He shouted in a rough voice, but at this moment he noticed the sympathetic looks given to him by the people around him.
Ye Beibiao, who usually relied on the status of the Ye family to act arrogantly outside, could not stand it. He patted his sleeves, stood up and continued to curse: "Let me ask you, who are you scolding?"
Ye Feiyun's voice sounded coldly: "Ye Beibiao, look at who I am?"
Ye Beibiao looked in the direction of the voice and was about to swear, but the words didn't come out of his mouth. When he saw the person standing in front of him, he forced the harsh words back.
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