Sheng Fu

Chapter 663 It’s hard

"Mr. Yang of Yunhan, I sincerely welcome you to your presence." Yang Yu bowed slightly to Zong Liang and others, bowing with both hands.

The old man who had lost his left ear lowered his head and saw clearly the long sword at Zong Liang's waist.

Bai Xiaowei is a politician and a swordsman.

Every time he comes to the north, his sword comes with him.

This time, before Bai Xiaowei's men arrived, the sword had already arrived.

Zong Liang led the crowd, bowed to Yang Yu respectfully, and said loudly: "Senior, I am honored to go out in person to greet him. It is a pity that I am not here as a guest."

"Perhaps it will destroy the magnificent scenery of Yunding Mountain."

When the people of the direct lineage behind Yang Yu heard this, their faces were as usual, and they didn't show any displeasure. They all knew that Zong Liang's visit this time was not good.

Yang Yu smiled gently and said, "Young adults are joking. Likes and dislikes are never the golden rule. Just talk about something if you have something to say."

"We are all scholars, so we understand this."

Scholars and practitioners in Yunhan Prefecture are extremely eager to climb this mountain, but unfortunately, only a few people have been able to do so for decades.

Zong Liang is below the third rank, but he is Bai Xiaowei's confidant. This time the north is providing work-for-relief, Zong Liang will be at least the third most powerful person. As for the second most powerful person, he may not necessarily be His Highness the Northern King.

One in the south and one in the north, two unicorns. Even at that time, many people were imagining the story of how Xie Yiming and Sui Ting would complement each other decades later, but everything came to an abrupt end.

Before the banquet of eight guests belonging to Yu Wenjun, Sui Ting was a figure who was on par with Xie Yiming.

In the lobby, green air surges. It is said that on sunny mornings, there is often a scene of purple air coming from the east.

Under the leadership of the Yang clan, Zong Liang and others climbed the mountain in a calm manner.

There is only heaviness here.

Zong Liang glanced at the jug on the table and said, "I'm here on official business, so I can't drink, so I'd better switch to tea. It's said that the early spring tea in Yunhan Prefecture is quite delicious."

Things are unpredictable, and most people who are good at deduction and calculation have fallen into the silent night.

The position is low and the authority is high. When using someone like Zong Liang, even a high-ranking official with a third rank or higher would be careful to show off his smile.

The most impressive thing is that Sui Ting once climbed Yunding Mountain.

If other officials from the imperial capital came, whether it was for private or official matters, Yang Yu would host a banquet with fine wines from his collection. However, Bai Xiaowei's cronies came for official matters and had no intention of drinking.

This mountain is a sacred mountain in Yunhan Prefecture.

Yang Yu said neither humble nor arrogantly: "Okay, sir, you are upright and upright. If there is a chance in the future, let's have a nice drink."

As for the delicacies on the dinner table, they lost their original temptation in the presence of these big shots.

No one would have thought that it would be a junior like Fucheng who would become the twin kings of the North and the South with Xie Yiming.

"My lord, please come inside."

At this moment, the banquet has been prepared, with Yang Yu taking the host seat, Zong Liang and thirty-six of his close relatives taking their seats, and the direct descendants of the Yang family accompanying them throughout.

When the other Yang family disciples heard this, one of them's face twitched slightly.

At the top of Yunding Mountain, the central mansion is magnificent, shining with the sun and moon.

However, the man died.

Zong Liang knocked on the corner of the table slightly, and Yang Yu personally poured Zong Liang a cup of tea.

There may be a little bit of appetite, but once something is on your mind, it is difficult to feel the feeling of hunger in your belly.

Yang Yu said a few simple greetings, and everyone began to use their chopsticks.

No official nonsense, this banquet was very cold, like the heavy rain before the first snow.

When all the delicacies had lost their aroma, Zong Liang said casually: "It is said that you have a farmland of 500,000 acres in the south of Yunhan Prefecture." "There is no such trace in the geographical annals. A piece of fertile farmland, where there should be vast swathes of mountains.”

"Now, we are using work instead of relief in order to turn around the country's strength. There needs to be reorganized."

"Senior, what do you think?"

It's very direct, without any sloppiness, and it's in line with Bai Xiaowei's swordsmanship.

Among the Yang family, one person immediately showed a gloomy murderous intention, and the banquet seemed to be covered with a thick layer of silver frost.

Yang Yu coughed slightly, and Yinshuang dispersed unwillingly.

"I know that the Prime Minister sent you here just for this matter. Even if it is not this matter, there are still other matters waiting for us to give an explanation." Yang Yu said with a slight smile, but there was no anger in his expression.

Zong Liang said with a serious face: "Let's just discuss the matter. Boya Han family also has a canal that is thousands of miles away that has not yet been explained clearly. After coming to your place, I will go to Han family."

"And His Highness, King Bei, will generally remain silent from beginning to end."

"At least, there won't be any discussion with the Prime Minister."

Yang Yu said: "However, of the 500,000 acres of fertile land, 470,000 acres belong to the people of Yunhan Prefecture. In the past, our Yang family did open up wasteland and cultivate fields there. However, the project was huge, so we had no choice but to join the people together." After the land reclamation, after the balanced distribution, I, Yang, only left 30,000 acres.”

"It is true that some valuable medicinal materials have been planted in the fields and some spiritual beasts with reasonable talents have been raised. If these 30,000 acres of fertile land hinder your future fortifications, I will give them to you with both hands."

"The soldiers sacrificed their lives for the country, and I, the Yang family, gave us 30,000 acres of fertile land. It is nothing."

Zong Liang and his thirty-six colleagues did not expect that Yang Yu would come like this.

Zong Liang frowned slightly. At this moment, he could not draw his sword.

Yang Yu opened the space magic weapon, took out a thick stack of land deed documents, and handed them to Zong Liang for review.

Zong Liang looked through it on the spot and found that the seals and signatures on it were indeed written by officials.

The years and months were also decades ago.

The evidence is conclusive that 470,000 acres of fertile land does not belong to the Yang family in Yunhan.

But this was very different from the information Zong Liang had investigated before. The five hundred thousand acres of fertile land were cultivated only for one family from beginning to end.

Yang Yu smiled and said: "Tomorrow I will give orders to clean up the 30,000 acres of fertile land. Your Excellency can come and inspect it in half a month."

Zong Liang also smiled kindly and said: "It doesn't matter. According to the regulations, that area needs to be re-divided. There is no need for me to come back after half a month or a month."

"Farewell."

Zong Liang stood up and left with thirty-six colleagues.

Just as Yang Yu was about to stand up to see him off, he saw Zong Liang responded very coolly: "Stay, stay."

As soon as I came, I was rejected.

The aristocratic family's methods cannot be easily resolved by ordinary cruel officials.

Zong Liang didn't feel frustrated at all. From the beginning, he knew that this matter would not go so smoothly.

He had no legitimate reason to draw his sword and look around, let alone take away the 470,000 acres of fertile land from the hands of the people.

Other methods are needed to make Yunhan Yang bow his head.

The current Yang family will never lower his proud head.

After walking down Yunding Mountain, Zong Liang looked back. He knew that everyone in the Yang family was standing on the top of the mountain, looking at them down the mountain with a playful expression.

"January is too hasty. Why don't you take more time?" asked a young colleague in his thirties.

Zong Liang did not answer directly, but said with a serious face: "Immediately send someone to contact the capable ministers and officials of the Hengchang Sect. It is necessary to control the public opinion of the people for the first time."