Chapter 16 Yun Zhao, who is looking for hardships

"Boy, that wood is too thick, and you don't build the palace, you don't need this beam, you see, that one is very suitable!"

Yunfu squatted on the pile of wood, sucking his tamba mushroom and pointing his fingers.

Yun Zhao scratched his head very much, these young people don't know bullshit, if they want to build a shared house, they can't rely on them.

However, the adults were all watching the excitement, watching Yun Zhao steal his own things, with weird smiles on their faces, but no one came out to stop them.

Not only that, but there are also some people who specifically guide these children to get the most valuable wood, such as the beams and pillars in front of them, which are three zhang long and cannot be held by one person.

Yun Zhao looked at the group of people and laughed silently, he had been farming in a small ravine for many years, his vision was staggeringly narrow, he only thought about how to get cheap, and he never had the idea of helping others.

Yun Shu was struggling to survive under the noses of the two clansmen, but they turned a blind eye, not only that, but they even took advantage of the death of the parents of the two children one after another, and divided their fields, took away their homesteads, leaving only the two children with a pigsty-like small hut.

Yun Zhao once asked his mother why he didn't help these two young people, and his mother replied: The Yun family's big house can only govern the people in the Yun clan, and the rest of the people are not surnamed Yun, but the tenants who have taken refuge under the Yun family after the successive generations of servants of the Yun family have changed their surnames.

Back then, before Yun Juan's father died, he had entrusted these two brothers to his original family, and did not entrust them to the Yun clan, so the Yun family had no obligation to these two brothers, if they made a move, they would make their own family think that the Yun family was squeezing these two boys, and they couldn't say it, and they had to give his clansmen a sum of money, which was equivalent to spending money to buy slaves, so that these two boys could be rightfully collected by the Yun family.

What his mother said, Yun Zhao is not unfamiliar.

In fact, the big families are not afraid of the government, not the merchants, but the peasants! For these peasants, the big families are always vigilant.

Big families are vigilant, the government is vigilant, and even big businessmen are vigilant......

Thereupon...... Vigilance can easily turn into brutal exploitation, which ultimately hastened the demise of an era.

Just from the fact that most of the dynasties were destroyed by peasant uprisings, it can be seen that the peasants are the absolute masters of this world.

They have their own set of values, their own perception of the world, sometimes warm and tearful, sometimes cruel and smacking.

Sometimes the obedient make people angry, and sometimes the violent is like a raging fire, and everywhere it goes there is only destruction.

Many people know that troubled times are coming, but no one knows better than Yun Zhao how cruel and terrible the troubled times are coming......

This is a group of people who have treasures but don't know it.

The Yun Zhao family is almost a model of self-sufficiency, and the things they need to build a house can be easily found in the Yun family.

It's just, how to build a house?

A group of teenagers squatted on the foundation of Yun Shu and Yun Juan's house, which had been vacated, facing a large pile of materials to build a house, and they didn't know where to start.

Mr. Xu walked over with his yellow dog, a book under his arm, ignoring the group of students who stood up to salute him, and walked straight over, only to accidentally drop a book.

Yun Zhao quickly picked up the book, and after watching Mr. go away, he looked at the title of the book.

"Building French Style"!

It's still a chapter dedicated to the category of construction.

Yun Zhao opened the book...... Confused...... The ancients never refused to speak well when they talked about craftsmanship, and there was too much room for fantasy in it.

Fortunately, two pieces of paper fell out of the pages of the book - they were full of pictures and texts.

Yun Zhao once again thanked his mother for her discernment, and once again thanked him for the non-existent 10,000 taels of silver.

Then a large group of children were called, and the steps on the drawings were followed to start building the house!

When it was dark, a group of young men who had not eaten anything went home hungry but excited.

Leaving only Yun Roll who wanted to take care of his own home, Yun Shu, since the first pillar was planted in the soil, the two brothers risked their lives to work, obviously they were already hungry and had no strength, but they still gritted their teeth and insisted - they wanted a house of their own, and were willing to give everything they had for this house.

When Yun Zhao returned home, he had already become a clay figure.

Even the big white goose disliked the mud on his body and was unwilling to bite him.

Sitting on the threshold and taking off his wet clothes, Yun Zhao felt extremely tired.

The mother came over to change into clean clothes for him, looked her son up and down, and then wiped his head and face like a watermelon.

From the way he rubbed the watermelon, Yun Zhao could feel that his mother was a little angry.

"What does it feel like to steal something from your own house?"

"I'm so angry!"

"Why, knowing that you have suffered a loss?"

"I didn't suffer a loss, as long as the house is built, what I ask the two Yunjuan brothers to do in the future, they will do anything, it should be a great harvest."

"Blindly giving people benefits will only raise white-eyed wolves, and you still need grace and power!"

"So, I chose to steal from our house instead of coming to you for help."

"Ready to be beaten? This time, I won't show mercy to my mother! ”

"Yun Yang can play harder, he is a little lazy today."

"Oh, got it."

Yun Niang hugged her tired son to the kang, Yun Zhao couldn't help but sigh after looking at his dinner, there was no noodles, only small rice and salted vegetables......

After a large amount of physical exertion, it is very helpful to increase appetite, for this kind of millet rice that tastes tasteless and has a certain amount of damage to the throat, Yun Zhao ate two bowls today.

After eating, he was a little embarrassed, obviously he was the eldest young master of the landlord's family who came to open his mouth for clothes and food, why should he suffer such a living crime at a young age?

Seeing that his mother personally brought the pen, ink, paper and inkstone, Yun Zhao sighed in his heart, since ancient times, if he wants to be a master, there has never been a shortcut.

Writing is actually very particular, Mr. often said, to be calm, and then to write good words, to have a sense of reverence for words, in order to write good articles.

Yun Zhao listened to these words, but it was so difficult to do, sitting on his back and waist for two hours in a row was a kind of torture for people, not to mention a child like him, if Yun Zhao didn't have an alien heart, it would be impossible to sit for two hours.

Calm down, this is Mr.'s biggest requirement for Yun Zhao, so after writing the "Three Character Classic" a hundred times, Yun Zhao will also write "Hundred Family Names" and "Thousand Character Text" a hundred times.

As Mr. said, the smarter the child, the more terrazzo kung fu he should have, so that he can become a tool.

At nightfall, the rain finally stopped, and the clouds were blown away by the wind, revealing the clear blue sky.

It's just that the blue sky quickly turned pale ink, and after Yun Zhaomo finished writing, the blue sky completely turned into a black brocade full of diamonds.

The apricot blossoms outside the window were falling, some fell on Yun Zhao's table, some fell on Yun Zhao's ink pool, and some fell gently into Yun Zhao's arms, sliding down to his belly against his delicate skin.

The apricot blossom newly embroidered by my mother did not wither, but the color was a little dull, and the lifeless things could not be counted after all.

Yun Zhao packed up the pen and paper and went to the rain urn in front of the door to wash the brush.

The rain was cold, but if you put the brush in the rain urn, you can't see the ink clearly in the night, but the brush has been cleaned.

Yun Fu was still smoking his tamba, and the sparks were bright and dark like large fireflies in the dark.

This is his habit, and he will not rest every day when he has no children.

"Fu Bo, can you tell me about this Liu Zongmin?"

Fauber hid in the darkness, unable to see clearly, but the voice came.

"An honest blacksmith, there is an old man on it, he is poor, he is not married, he wants to come to our house to sell his craft to make some money, and find a wife for himself, what is there to say."

"Do you think people's hearts really change?"

"Of course it will change, in the past, you Fu Bo just wanted to stay in the Yun clan for ten years and repay the kindness of the old general, who knows, you Yun clan will stay for twenty-four years before you know it.

I used to want to follow the swordsmen in Guanzhong, go to the West Exit, and break into the Western Regions, but when I am older, I don't have this thought. ”

"Fauber, I want to learn from you!"

"I know, I can see it a long time ago, wait another year, your body has not grown now, and I will teach you when it grows."

"Fauber, can you practice your sword technique?"

Fu Bo didn't respond for a long time, until the sparks in the dark night were extinguished, and he didn't respond, and after a while, Yun Zhao heard the sound of Fu Bo pulling his shoes back to the room.