Distant Mountain Battle Song

Chapter 136 Enjoying this place, I don't miss home.
This is the thought process of a smart person.

They are adept at discovering new problems from the details of their opponents' words, and then decisively shifting the topic to a position that is favorable to themselves, thereby launching a counterattack.

However, she forgot one thing: today was Eji's day. When facing Zhang Min, Eji was always brave and fearless. When she pounced on Zhang Min and started fighting, Feng An and Liang Kun, though reluctant to leave, still managed to get their bodies out of the house.

Zhang Min was clearly at a disadvantage. A single knee strike could have ended the fight, but instead, her knee slowly made contact with Eji's soft abdomen and lifted her up, giving Eji the opportunity to continue her attack.

When Yun Ce saw E Ji tear a piece of cloth off Zhang Min, he knew that E Ji was going to lose again. This was because Zhang Min liked to expose her body in front of the two of them, which would provoke Yun Ce and humiliate E Ji.

After all, without the horrific scars, Zhang Min's body is truly formidable.

To prevent Eji from suffering double harm, Yun Ce also left the house.

“Exchange all our money for livestock, grain, farm tools, and all sorts of supplies we can use to build our city.”

Once outside, Yun Ce gave orders to Feng An and Liang Kun.

The more Yun Ce learned about this large group of men, the more he couldn't suppress his disgust for them. The people here were simply evil, not stupid.

Torture and torment people are what they truly excel at, and tormenting people is their greatest source of happiness. They especially enjoy seeing the fawning smiles of people from a lower social class.

After experiencing the "oil-splashed noodles" ritual, the 11,600 people at the Yun Family Manor felt a significant increase in their sense of belonging.

Especially those leaders of the chiliarch, centurion, and deacon classes, represented by Chu, preferred to call themselves "disciples of Yun Ce."

Yun Ce knew that oil-splashed noodles would certainly play a role in uniting people's hearts, but the effect would definitely not be this strong.

This bowl of oil-splashed noodles is an equal bowl of oil-splashed noodles, and even more so, an equal bowl of oil-splashed noodles. Whether it is Lord Yun Ce, Mistress E Ji, or Beauty Zhang Min, the contents of their bowls are the same as those of the servants, laborers, and even slaves.

Yun Ce was appreciating the flavor of the oil-splashed noodles, while the others were appreciating the equality within them. Of course, this was Yun Ce's idea; the slaves had not yet developed the ability to discern equality from a bowl of noodles. At present, they were simply happy to have a delicious meal.

However, Chu and his group had a greater appreciation for things and called themselves "disciples of Yun Ce". But by doing so, they inadvertently returned to the old path of slaves serving the nobles of the Han Dynasty.

Since she stopped worrying about her appearance, Zhang Min has become incredibly charming in front of Yun Ce, constantly making little gestures like flipping her hair, puffing out her chest, and sticking out her buttocks.

Yun Ce was mentally prepared for such seduction and was able to resist it easily, but when he remembered what E Ji had told him last night about Zhang Min having a "shiny big butt", he couldn't help but look at her buttocks.

Yun Ce really wanted to know what exactly this sparkling method was all about.

"As it stands, Chu himself is fine. The problem lies with these three centurions, Liu Tong, He Mai, and Chen Shu. The motion to establish 'Yun Ce Men Xue' was initiated by these three in conjunction with a group of people. Judging from their methods, they are probably closely related to 'Pan Xing Lou'."

Now, are you ready to clean up these three people?

Yun Ce withdrew his gaze from Zhang Min's buttocks, took out a list, crossed out the names of the three people Zhang Min mentioned, and then said to Zhang Min, "Just return the people to Wu Tong. There's no need to make things so bloody."

"Yes, Wu Tong will kill them."

"Oh, I almost forgot. You messed up a lot of things back then, so why are you completely unscathed?"

Zhang Min twisted her body and said, "The friendships formed after coming from Iron Enclosure Pass are unmatched by anyone else."

Seeing Zhang Min bent over and slumped on his desk again, Yun Ce quickly said, "We have a lot of supplies coming in during this period. Go and keep an eye on them."

Zhang Min glanced at Yun Ce with a half-smile, then swayed and walked out with a laugh.

This devilish woman now considers seducing Yun Ce a pleasure and toying with E Ji a kind of achievement. It's clear that she's living a fulfilling and happy life.

Three days later, the millet in the Yun family manor ripened again, and the yield still shocked Yun Ce. However, this time no important figures came to watch. Liu Changsheng only sent a very old priest to preside over the harvest ceremony.

Originally, he had intended to send a bag of millet to Liu Changsheng and Zhou Bo, who was recovering from his injuries, but after realizing that in Chang'an, where assassinations were rampant, sending gifts, especially food, was not a good choice, he gave up the idea.

Five days have passed, and the lockdown on the Yun family manor remains in place. This indicates that the assassin's matter is not yet resolved. Fortunately, the people of the Yun family manor do not need to go out. They can simply make a list of what they need, and corresponding merchant caravans will come to make contact.

Gradually, the supplies in the Yun family manor piled up like mountains.

The strong slaves began packing and sealing the supplies; they had to do this before their long journey. The women were making more clothes, shoes, and socks. They had heard that cotton trees were difficult to grow north of the Great Wall, but there were mulberry trees there, so they could raise silkworms. Yun Ce still hadn't gotten any information about cotton from the caravans. These caravans were all well-traveled and knowledgeable people; if they said they hadn't seen it, it probably meant that cotton was truly not a plant there.

North of the Great Wall, after the Sangluoyue Festival, the temperature drops significantly, sometimes even freezing. This is likely a sign that the temperature has fallen below zero.

However, the freezing period is very short, sometimes only one or two days. Yun Ce thought about it and realized that at such temperatures, there was no need to worry too much about heating. The heated kang (a traditional heated brick bed) was not even needed. On Earth, places south of the Qinling-Huaihe line also freeze in winter, but they have never had centralized heating in winter, and no one has ever been seen to freeze to death.

Eji had some advice on keeping warm in winter. She said there was a kind of grass in the wilderness called golden silk grass. As long as you dry this grass and then pound it with a wooden mallet until it is soft, you can put it in the lining of cloth. Wearing such clothes when it is cold is very warm, and sometimes you will even feel hot.

Yun Ce didn't dare to hope for heat or not. He just hoped that people wouldn't freeze to death wearing such clothes for the next two years. He figured that once people had lived there for a while, they would naturally get used to the climate and temperature, and he wouldn't have to worry about it anymore.

Ten days have passed since Grand Marshal Zhou Bo was assassinated, and the Yun family manor welcomed a guest, Wu Tong.

After he arrived, he didn't talk to Yun Ce about the three spies he had planted in the Yun family. Instead, he talked about the Yun family's famous oil-splashed noodles.

This must have been told to him by Zhang Min.

After finishing the oil-splashed noodles, Wu Tong took out a token from his pocket and handed it to Yun Ce, saying, "Now that things are complicated in Chang'an, I'm afraid I won't be able to see you off when you travel far north of the Great Wall."

Yun Ce shook his head and said, "It's alright. The beans here will be ready to be harvested in ten days. After the beans are harvested, I will set off for the area north of the Great Wall. I probably won't be able to return to the capital for a long time and will be neglecting to visit you. Please don't blame me, Shaoqing."

Wu Tong laughed loudly, "Doctor, have you forgotten that I will also be setting off next year to settle and cultivate land north of the Great Wall? At that time, I will need your help."

Yun Ce asked softly, "How many acres of land should be used as the standard for land reclamation?"

Wu Tong laughed and said, "If you can cultivate all the fields north of the Great Wall, I won't have to make the trip again."

Yun Ce then said, "I plan to build a Yun City north of the Great Wall to establish the foundation of my Yun clan. What do you think, Shaoqing?"

Wu Tong looked at Yun Ce meaningfully and said, "So, Doctor, you're planning to settle down in the Han Dynasty?"

Yun Ce laughed and said, "I am a Han Chinese, so isn't it only natural for me to settle down and take root in Han China?"

For some reason, when Yun Ce said these words, he noticed a hint of disdain in Wu Tong's eyes. However, the words he spoke were very comforting.

Although the words sounded nice, they were all lies. Yun Ce felt there was no need to continue the conversation. When he saw Wu Tong out, he heard Wu Tong say jokingly, "Doctor Yun is really someone who likes to settle down. I wonder if, when the moon shines through the window and the night is quiet, you still think of your hometown?"

Yun Ce shook his head and said, "I am so happy here that I don't miss home."

Wu Tong laughed heartily and said, "The reason people live is simply to want to live a better life. Doctor Yun's saying, 'I am so happy here that I don't miss home,' truly captures the essence of human nature."

After saying that, he didn't even bother to look at Yun Ce, got into the carriage, and left.

Yun Ce scratched his head in confusion, unable to understand why Wu Tong looked at him like he was looking at dog poop when she left.

The dog's voice rang out softly.

"People think you're a heartless and ungrateful person who would abandon his hometown for a better life."

"I am a Han Chinese, how could I be accused of fleeing to another place when my country is in turmoil?"

The dog sneered, "They clearly know that you are an Earthling. Now, they are just pretending not to say anything, waiting to use you up and then use you as a breeding pig. In terms of race and bloodline, you really are a perfect breeding pig."

Yun Ce said coldly, "What if I don't want to?"

"Unwilling? Huo Qubing died 600 years ago and still managed to get that woman named Yuheng pregnant. Do you really think that as long as you're unwilling, no one can do anything to you?"

Furthermore, I have many other methods for breeding pigs around the world. Do you think every breeding pig willingly climbs onto the sow's back?

Upon hearing this, Yun Ce couldn't help but shiver and asked in a hoarse voice, "What should we do?"

The dog immediately said happily, "Rebel! Revolution! Conquer your own territory! Seize your own power! You'll be in charge! That way, you won't have to worry about being used as a breeding pig!"

(End of this chapter)