Chapter 75 Jingtao pats the shore and settles down

The meeting of Mingjian Villa at the beginning of the year eventually turned into a quarrel between Lenghua Palace and Mingjian Villa. The two policies were opposite and did not give in to each other. Xu Siyang's dissuasion, discussion and efforts to stabilize the situation.

"How they responded before the year, they must do it now! Xiuzhuang has given the lowest price they can give, and they have also accepted it. Why do they have to negotiate the price? The original treatment of the Silhoutang was better than that of the Deadman Training Camp of the Famous Sword Villa, which they also recognized. Even if this year, Meihuaxiuzhuang has another money for the silhouette hall, it has nothing to do with the training camp. Why do you want Meihuaxiuzhuang to pay double money?

In the face of Siyang's harmony, Han Yue did not give in.

"On the one hand, the price of clothes can't be reduced, saying that the profit is low; on the other hand, the treatment of the silhouette hall has soared, and it is difficult for them to calm down."

Siyang said gently, "They are just a little angry. As long as you make a compromise, the price of clothes will be lower..."

"How much is good? Don't forget that people's greed is endless. Han Yue sneered: "How can I give in to what has been agreed..." Han Yue showed Siyang the paper brought by the snow frost: "Look, how did they investigate the plum blossom embroidery village? They promised a few years ago that they thought they would be able to find evidence that Meihuaxiuzhuang provided false information to Mingjian Villa, and they would hit me hard now. But now that they have miscalculated, they are ashamed and angry... Isn't that ridiculous? Siyang, do you think I can give in?

Thinking about eyebrows:

"I know. I didn't imagine that they would be so bold! I will definitely help you solve this matter..."

I'm very sorry.

"Do you remember about Lin Han? Do you remember what it was like in the end? He almost ruined Yan Niang..."

The cold moon's voice was cold and solemn, and her shrewd eyes looked at Siyang.

It is impossible not to be touched, and Siyang's expression has changed:

"I understand what you mean! This time, I won't be soft... I promise you that the status of you and Lenghua Palace will not be discounted! I'll get it for you one by one!"

Siyang's determination was very unexpected. Han Yue was slightly unbearable, but she didn't say anything.

At the beginning of the conference, the internal forces of Mingjian Villa made great adjustments. The conservative famous sword and darts bureau and the elders of the training camp were dismissed one after another and replaced by new people. The position of Mei Zhixue, the deputy owner, has been increasingly consolidated and has gained more real power. Lenghua Palace also supports its owner Mei Zhixue as a strong and relatively independent force.

Xu Siyang is already exhausted.

On the one hand, we should stabilize the elders of each hall, and on the other hand, we should comfort their disciples. The combination of leniency and severity, both soft and hard, finally stabilized the situation.

The famous sword villa tells how Zhuangzhu Xu was confused by Mei Zhixue and gave in everything.

Han Yue told Siyang with a smile:

"Look, what did they say about you? Are you angry?"

Siyang shakes his head:

"I'm afraid you will be angry..."

Cold Moon smiles:

"You finally didn't treat me as a fool... Siyang, you are very good. I really can't underestimate you. You use me to cut off those old people who are superficially loyal to the famous sword villa, who are in power in private and do not obey orders. How vicious their hearts are..."

"You're still angry..." There was a trace of sadness in Siyang's eyes, and there was also a trace of depression in his bright eyes: "I admit that I took advantage of you. Since my father's death a few years ago, on the one hand, they have vowed to finally be named Sword Villa, but on the other hand, they often regard my orders as a vain. Sooner or later, it is necessary to cut them off. However, Hanyue, do you remember that I told you to go on with me according to our ideals... I just took this opportunity to do what I have always wanted to do, not to take advantage of you... I have done everything you want. So, please don't be angry..."

"I'm not angry, it's useless to be angry. Now I'm here, and what I say is under the eaves, and I have to bow my head. It's okay to be used by you once. What's more, you said so cleverly that it was for me... However, things have been done. You can use me, we can use each other, and this relationship has to be maintained..."

Han Yue said calmly.

She saw this process and the result without any surprise.

"Naturally, we have to go further..."

Thinking.

Han Yue got up and shook his head:

"No, I think I'd better go home. I still have some personal things to do. I'm tired. I'm going to take a break... I hope you don't count me or the Cold Flower Palace!"

The cold moon's eyes are sharp and cold and clear.

Just like the first time.

Siyang smiled helplessly and nodded.

"Don't worry, I will do what I said. Han Yue, you are still so capable. I'll wait for you and come back..."

In the spring of eight years, Tianyou left the country and crossed the border, constantly harassing Menghua's eastern border.

Pseudo-separation is a pseudo-mies supported by the faith. His emperor Gaojiazhou was originally an old minister of the Menghua Dynasty. When the Xin Kingdom attacked the Menghua Dynasty, he sought peace with the country alone and established the country in the east of the Menghua Dynasty. Over the years, he has been under the control of the country.

In front of the book case, Yi Feng frowned, and Han Xing, Wang Zihao and others were silent.

"Fas-in-law, what did Marshal He say?"

Marshal He Fan guarded the eastern border of Menghua and resisted the harassment of leaving the country. He Fan is an old coach. He is nearly 60 years old. He is an official in the same dynasty as Yi Feng. He advocates the war with Xinguo and leaving the country, so he also knows each other and cherishes each other.

"Marshal He received an order from the emperor not to expand his army, prepare for war, not to provoke war, and actively defend!"

Yi Feng said slowly.

"We don't expand our army and don't prepare for war. If they come, we will wait to die!"

The young and vigorous Guan Xiang couldn't help saying.

Han Xing stared at Guan Xiang. Guan Xiang knew that he had made a mistake and lowered his head.

"Han Xing, Yi Hui, you step up the training of cavalry. If necessary, you should be able to assist Ye City at any time!"

Yi Feng's peaceful voice is with infinite majesty.

"Yes!"

When Hanyue rushed back to Meihuaxiuzhuang, she found that Lan'er was gone. She asked the owner of Meihuaxiuzhuang and knew that she had returned home.

"Her family is from Ye City. I heard that his father served in the Ye City Army. It's not peaceful there now, so she asked for leave to go back first..."

"Does anyone know where her family lives and what his father's name is?"

Cold Moon asks.

In my arms, there are two identical jade pendants. She can't miss this opportunity.

"When I hired her, there was a record, and I showed it to the palace lord..."

Yan Niang asked her grandmother's mother to accompany Hanyue back to Jiaxing, and then got on the carriage to Yecheng with Hanyue.

With the bumps of the carriage all the way, Yan Niang's heart was also up and down.

There are weeping willows on both sides of the road, and the swaying flowers are not visible. Yan Niang put down the curtain and looked at the cold moon, looking uneasy.

"Didn't you say it many times? We mainly came out to relax. By the way, let's see if we can find your mother. We can't do this..."

The cold moon says mildly.

Yan Niang bowed her head:

"I'm sorry, I'm really upset... I want to see my mother, and I think about it in my dreams... But I'm afraid of seeing her. What should I say to her when I see her? How to say it?"

"Don't think too much, let everything take its course, and promise to your sister. Even if you can't see it, you can't be sad..."

Han Yue stroked Yan Niang's shoulder: "It's been so many years, not at this time."

Yan Niang nodded obediently.

"Lord of the palace, Yecheng is ahead!" The snow frost of the car picked up the curtain and said to the two of them.

"According to that address, let's go straight there..."

Han Yue ordered.

Entering Ye City, several people asked for directions while walking, and finally found the camp of He Jiajun's relatives in Yecheng. Simple rows of rooms are scattered on the outskirts of the city. Near dusk, cooking smoke curls up, and chickens and dogs smell each other.

Although there are obviously fewer people on the street, the war is imminent, and many people have fled. But this is the camp of the soldiers' family, and there is nothing special. Besides, this is not a border pass.

Three people got out of the car and asked the hawker selling cooking cakes on the roadside.

"Is Tang Dafan's home here..."

The hawker was surprised to see several beautiful women such as the cold moon:

"His house lives on the edge. Turn left along the road, then turn left, and then turn right. You will arrive at the end of the alley. His house is not far from my home... What are you looking for Tang Dafan for..."

Three people were stunned by him turning left and right, and Xue Shuang took out a taels of silver:

"This is for you. I bought your cooking cake. Take us there."

The hawker opened his eyes when he saw the money and quickly closed the stall.

"Okay, you follow me. What are you looking for him for? Seeing that you are so rich and beautiful, who in their family has something to do with you? It's really blessed..."

The hawker was chattering and talking to himself.

"Is their family very poor? It's very remote here..."

Yan Niang asked.

The hawker looked up at Yan Niang:

"Yes... Tang Dafan is an escort in the army. He doesn't have much money in a month. He is good at gambling, and he has a sick son. How can he save money... Fortunately, his mother-in-law washed clothes for others, and her girl earns some money from embroidery for others. Otherwise, how can she live... A few years ago, her mother-in-law just came here. At that time, that beautiful young man is now ruined. Anyway, people in troubled times are not Taiping dogs..."

"Do you know his wife's name?"

"I can't remember. It's said that the surname is Liu, but I don't remember what it is called. We are all used to Tang Dafan's..."

The hawker said casually and didn't notice that Yan Niang was already pale.

Han Yue held Yan Niang's hand and hinted at her slightly.

Yan Niang reluctantly looked at the cold moon and nodded.

"That's right, this alley is the end, the one with the tattered firewood door..."

"Go back..." Xue Shuang ordered.

"Oi, then I'll go. Thank you..."

Han Yue took Yan Niang's hand and walked forward slowly. As soon as she arrived at the door, she heard a shout inside.

"Oh, what kind of meal is this? It's rare to have a hot meal at home. Why is there only green vegetables? It's still so light. How can I eat..."

A middle-aged man's hoarse and thick voice.

"Light, how about I add some salt and stir-fry..."

A woman's trembling voice was very low.

"Why is there no wine again? Didn't I ask you to prepare wine for me?" The man's voice was angry.

"The wine is too expensive, so you should drink less. We don't have much money, and we have to treat the children..."

"Chuang'er, Zhuang'er, you have Zhuang'er in your eyes!" The man scolded fiercely and made a big chewing sound.

"Dad, you hit your mother when you drink. How dare you let you drink..." Lan'er's voice.

"Why, you girl dare to talk back to the father..." The man scolded angrily.

Yan Niang and Han Yue had stood at the door and saw a middle-aged woman in coarse linen cloth serving food in the simple courtyard. Lan'er stood in the courtyard and spoke to the man in the room.

"Who are you looking for?" The middle-aged woman saw them and asked.