Distant Mountain Battle Song

Chapter 241 There will always be a great victory waiting for you in life.

Cao Kun left, and Yun Ce also wanted to go home.

Zheng Tianshou stood guard at the door and looked at Yun Ce, saying, "You know that recklessness can kill people."

Yun Ce laughed and said, "I also know that if you continue to 'help' Cao Kun like this, he will eventually become a person who only knows about interests and not about emotions."

Do you really want someone like that to shelter you from the storms of life?

Zheng Tianshou did not respond, but sighed and said, "The eldest son has a good reputation, while the father is still in his prime. Trouble can break out within the family in the blink of an eye."

"The Cao family has been devouring the world in recent times, and they are as strong as pigs. Even the Yun family drools when they see them, but they are too weak to do so. What about the others?"

"So, Cao Kun is destined to lose?"

"There's nothing wrong with losing once but regaining your manly spirit."

"I think He Yu is not worth mentioning."

"Today, He Yu; who will it be tomorrow?"

Seeing the chestnut horse starting to leave the room, Zheng Tianshou stepped aside and said, "Aren't you going to help the young master?"

Yun Ce placed his hand on the chestnut horse's back and shook his head, saying, "That was his war, not mine. If he dies, it's his loss; if he lives, he should be of use."

Zheng Tianshou stared at Yun Ce's retreating figure and said, "Pingzhou is about to have a major battle with Lingzhou. Aren't you going to profit from it?"

Yun Ce waved his hand and said, "No matter how much profit you gain now, it's all for naught. When the Gui Fang people march south, you'll find that what you're after today is nothing more than a sand city by the water. When the flood comes, nothing will be left."

Zheng Tianshou stopped talking and walked into the Pingzhou City Lord's Mansion with his hands behind his back.

Yun Ce did not linger. After the city of Pingzhou opened its gates for him, he rode his chestnut horse home.

"You're saying that Cao Kun's fiancée was steamed by her father and sent to Pingzhou?"

Holding her rice bowl, Eji asked Yun Ce in disbelief.

Yun Ce nodded and said, "After steaming, its appearance didn't change much, and I even saw tears on its face."

“That shouldn’t be tears, it’s steam,” Zhang Min said, picking apart the words.

Yun Ce sighed and said, "I'm telling a story. Can you please respect me? Saying it this way makes that young woman's fate seem even more tragic."

Zhang Min sneered, "For the sake of a lover, you disregard the lives of your parents and brothers? The Lingzhou Tiger Army is the very foundation of Lingzhou's existence. Without the Tiger Army, He Tian's only fate is to be hung on a flagpole to dry in the wind until the New Year."

Yun Ce angrily said, "I'm telling a story. You have to discard all the nonsense. We'll only talk about her love with Cao Kun, nothing else."

Zhang Min coldly said to Eji, "From now on, if there are people in the family who can't tell the difference between inside and outside, you must beat them to death immediately, or steam them and feed them to the dogs."

Eji swallowed a mouthful of porridge and shook her head, saying, "How to handle this is my business, and it's not up to a concubine like you to give orders."

Yun Ce felt that discussing love with the two women in his family was somewhat irrelevant; compared to free and sweet love, the two women seemed to value the interests of the family more.

They showed no pity whatsoever for the little girl who had been steamed.

"Cao Kun was able to lead his men out of the city to fight for that little girl, which shows he is a man of honor and loyalty. Although he was ambushed and routed by He Tian, ​​he at least did what a man should do."

As he spoke, Yun Ce gestured to his ribs and continued, "He took a hit here with a cold, sharp saw. If it weren't for his excellent armor, this guy would have been cut in half at the waist."

Zhang Min looked up at the roof for a while before saying strangely, "This doesn't seem like the behavior of a scion of a noble family."

After saying that, he looked at Yun Ce and said, "This is more like your style."

Yun Ce grinned and said, "So you knew I'd risk my life for the two of you?"

Eji turned Yun Ce's head around and said seriously, "I've said it before, from now on you'll only say these kinds of things to me, don't involve anyone else."

Zhang Min paid no attention to Eji's words, put down her rice bowl, and took Yun Ce's arm, saying, "It's hard on you, my husband, to say the same thing twice."

Eji smiled and said, "Grandma Sun said you're carrying a girl, so you'd better keep a close eye on it from now on."

Zhang Min retorted angrily, "You're the one carrying a girl."

Yun Ce sighed and said, "Actually, I hope that you two can both have a son. You know, if a son grows a dragon claw, it can be considered majestic. But if a perfectly good girl grows a dragon claw, then the problem is serious."

Zhang Min laughed loudly, "Back at Fanzi Mountain, it was all because my husband was too greedy. Did you think anyone could easily absorb the Dragon Pearl? You should have let me take that Dragon Pearl back then."

Eji said indifferently, "It's good that my daughter has dragon claws; at least it looks majestic."

Yun Ce looked at E Ji and said, "The problem is, I hope the child you give birth to is mine alone, not a child that was born after I cooperated with Long."

"Hahaha……"

Both Eji and Zhang Min laughed heartily upon seeing Yun Ce's unwilling expression, seemingly very pleased with themselves.

In the month of He Yue north of the Great Wall, there are only 29 days. At this time, the weather should be dry, as the wheat and other crops that ripen first become dry.

Since the Shehuo festival was naturally free of work, it rained. Therefore, when the wheat in the fields gradually turned golden, Yun Ce led everyone from the Yun Clan Manor to the fields. The wheat harvest couldn't be delayed, otherwise the grains would fall to the ground; it was a task with very strict requirements regarding the harvesting schedule.

Yunshi Manor planted 160,000 mu of wheat this year; standing at the edge of the field, you couldn't see the end at all.

To this end, Yun Ce mobilized almost all the people that the Yun clan could muster. Every day, they entered the wheat fields before dawn and did not finish until the moon rose. Of course, on nights like the full moon, which did not affect the harvest, people worked even later.

Everyone in the family pitched in. The older folks guarded the threshing floor and chased away the birds. The pregnant women who couldn't work in the fields were busy cooking soup for the laborers. The children scattered to pick up ears of wheat, and the older ones, like Yun Ce, were all strong laborers in the wheat fields.

A chestnut horse carrying a large bundle of wheat arrived at the edge of the threshing ground. With a shake, the mountain of wheat on its back fell onto the ground. Zhang Min, carrying a wooden fork, quickly spread the wheat out to dry.

The chestnut horse sniffed out the wheat awns that had gotten into its nose, then stuck its long face into the wooden bucket and emptied it of water in one gulp before trotting off to find Yun Ce, who was working hard to harvest wheat.

This may be the first busy farming season in this land of the Han Dynasty. The small farm in Lantian County can hardly be considered a busy farming season. Only in this boundless field of crops can one truly feel what a busy farming season is.

Yun Ce held a wheat ear that was more than half a foot long, his lips trembling for a long time. This wheat ear was not long at all. The wheat ears that seven or eight-year-old children harvested with scissors were the real good wheat ears, and it was not uncommon for them to be a foot long.

"This acre of land should yield at least 6,000 catties of wheat, right?"

"Eight thousand four hundred and twenty-seven catties."

"Why are there both whole and odd amounts?"

"I am AI. I could have calculated to six decimal places, but I was afraid you would find me verbose, so I just said an integer."

"The land here is truly fertile."

“That’s right, with a 20-meter-thick layer of black soil, you don’t even need to fertilize it.”

"Twenty meters?"

"That's right, it's twenty meters."

Do you think people from the ancestral land would turn this place into a grain production base?

"No, that would make the people of our ancestral land seem particularly foolish."

The reason Yun Ce wanted to chat with Gouzi was because two hundred meters to his left, a man and a woman were rolling around in the wheat field and making a lot of noise.

Even if they were the masters of this land, Yun Ce wouldn't dare to go over and ruin their good deeds. He was just puzzled as to why such heavy physical labor couldn't deter them from doing bad things.
The chestnut horse didn't care; it deliberately ran over from the other side, scaring a couple so much that they didn't even have time to put on their clothes before they scattered everywhere.

A burst of laughter immediately erupted in the fields.

Yun Ce looked up at the increasingly bright full moon in the sky and decided to extend the workday by two hours, as there was simply too much wheat.

It was more than anyone expected.

First, Cao's transport team was simply not capable of transporting the threshed and dried wheat away in a short period of time. At the same time, Cao Kun did not have the financial resources to buy all the wheat as previously agreed.

To make matters worse, the Yun family's manor had a bumper wheat harvest, causing wheat prices north of the Great Wall to plummet. Cao's steward wanted to use the current market price, not last year's.

Such a shameless act was obviously unacceptable. Yun Ce sent a letter to Cao Kun, rebuking him for being utterly untrustworthy.

Then, Cao Kun arrived in a folk song.

"To be honest, all the empty rooms in my mansion are stuffed with wheat."

Cao Kun's wound on his waist and ribs had not yet healed, and the newly changed dressing was now stained with blood again due to his trip on the Xintianyou.

"What, has your father banished you to the cold palace?"

"Yes, he thinks I have a bad temper and am not good enough to accomplish great things. He also thinks my third and ninth children are talented and can be properly trained."

Do you regret it?

"I fought very well in the Battle of Laoye Ridge. I was hit by an arrow in my helmet, but I was not afraid. I even led the charge myself. He Tian, ​​that old scoundrel, was right there. I charged at him three times, but I was driven back by the Tiger Army each time."

However, I knew that the old thief was scared, especially after I was injured by the Cold Beauty Saw and wrapped the wound with the flag, I was still charging forward, and the old thief clearly retreated.

I'm quite certain that if Cao Ling and the others hadn't insisted on pulling me back, I'm confident I could have fought my way to that old scoundrel.

Upon hearing this, Yun Ce scoffed and said, "With your newly acquired skill as a thousand-man general?"

Cao Kun laughed and said, "After the battle of Laoye Ridge, no one regards me as a spoiled brat or a scion of a noble family anymore."

Yun Ce laughed loudly, "How many casualties did you suffer in the Battle of Laoye Ridge?"

"Seven thousand four hundred and eighty-seven people, my father's heart is bleeding with pain."

"So, you actually won the Battle of Laoye Ridge, right?"

Cao Kun's smile was very gentle, but he nodded firmly and said, "That's right, it was a great victory!"

　I woke up early this morning, took a walk, and then felt really sleepy. I planned to take a nap before getting up to write, but it's already this late. I'm a little embarrassed, but I slept really well. I'll continue.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)