The Song Dynasty on the Sand Table

Chapter 52 I want to fight ten

Yue Wenxuan held the horse with his left hand and swung his right hand around his waist, his movements looking very relaxed and casual.

While walking lazily, he asked the vendors next to him about the prices.

You don’t know until you ask, and once you ask, you’ll be shocked. The prices here are sky-high.

The price of salt has risen to 50 wen per catty, and the price of corn has risen to 320 wen per dou.

He couldn't help but think to himself: "Relying solely on the people's self-sustaining ability to reverse this situation in a short period of time is unlikely." It seems the grain figurines I ordered from the Autumn Light Sculpture Company will need to be delivered in large quantities. While this will take up a significant amount of command power, once they're consumed, that power will be released. The most urgent task is to stabilize prices, otherwise many poor people will starve to death.

I was lost in thought...

A rogue brushed past him, and his dirty, evil hands quickly reached for the sachet on his waist.

Yue Wenxuan was completely unaware, but Master Ye, who was following behind him, suddenly made a move. His move was as fast as lightning, and with a "snap", he grabbed the dirty hand.

It turns out that the orders Master Ye and Bruce Lee received were "Follow and protect Yue Wenxuan". When no one attacked Yue Wenxuan, they would just follow without thinking, but as long as someone attacked Yue Wenxuan, the figures would move.

Bruce Lee was a tough guy and didn't notice the ruffian's petty theft, but Master Ye was very observant and no petty theft could escape his eyes.

Of course, Master Ye also has another character, which is that he is relatively gentle and kind, and never kills anyone.

Although he grabbed the scoundrel's hand, he did not take any further action. He just pushed the hand back, intending to let the scoundrel go.

The scoundrel was pushed so hard that he stumbled back several times, and then he stood firm with the stake, and said angrily: "You guy, why did you push me?"

Master Ye: “?”

Don't you know what I'm pushing you for? And you're asking me back? Master Ye, a master of his generation, didn't bother to argue, but just looked at the scoundrel with a warning look.

A more sensible person would have retreated, but that scoundrel was a sour-smelling scoundrel. After failing to steal, he tried to force his way in. He took a big step forward and punched Master Ye in the face.

Master Ye didn't move much. He just swung his hand and the rascal fell out in a spin, landing on the ground with a plop.

"Hitting someone! Beating someone!"

The scoundrel roared, and the other nine scoundrels hiding in the crowd all emerged, surrounding Yue Wenxuan and his group. The vendors and civilians on the street cried out in alarm and retreated. The streets were in chaos, and those with quick eyes and quick minds rushed towards the county government office.

Yue Wenxuan smiled and shook his head, then said to Master Ye's figurine, "Deal with them as you wish."

Master Ye received the order, put his hands behind his back, and said calmly: "Everyone, please give me some face and let this matter drop here, how about that?"

"You want to let it go after beating someone up? How can that be possible?" A scoundrel stepped forward and punched him again.

Master Ye still had his right hand behind his back. He stretched out his left hand, gave a light push, and then twisted it. "Pa", the ruffian was slapped in the face and fell away in a spin.

Two more hooligans rushed up at the same time. Master Ye still used only his left hand. With a left hook and a right turn, the two hooligans hit their foreheads with a "bang". They fell backwards with screams and climbed up after rubbing their foreheads for several seconds.

Master Ye's attack was very measured. The ruffians were not seriously injured and were not scared away. Instead, they became more vicious. The ten people exchanged glances with each other, obviously discussing who should go first and who should go later.

Master Ye said, "Don't come one by one, come at me all at once. I want to beat ten of them."

"Your motherfucker!"

"Go!" "Kill him."

The ruffians yelled and rushed up at the same time.

Master Ye used Wing Chun Kung Fu and moved freely among the ruffians. With a punch on the left, a ruffian fell down; with a kick on the right, another ruffian fell to the ground. In a short while, all ten ruffians lost their fighting ability and could only cry "ouch ouch" on the ground.

At this moment, a loud shout came from the back of the crowd: "Good Kung Fu!"

The onlookers dispersed, only to see a man in his thirties, dressed in official uniform, approaching with a group of men armed with clubs. He approached, clasped his fists, and said, "I'm the county lieutenant here, Wu Jialiang. I just watched you, my brother, take care of those scoundrels. You're a master boxer, with clean, decisive moves. You're a true hero. I'd like to meet you. May I know your name?"

Master Ip: "Wing Chun, Ip Man!"

"It's Brother Ip Man!" Wu Jialiang said, "Brother, please move to the restaurant next door."

Master Ye: "Everyone chooses their own path."

Wu Jialiang: “?”

Master Ye: "I am a martial artist. When I encounter injustice, I must stand up. This is the original intention of those of us who learn martial arts."

Wu Jialiang: “???”

It turned out that Yue Wenxuan's order to him was "deal with them as you wish." Since the ruffians were knocked to the ground and had lost their combat effectiveness, Master Ye was in a state of "the previous order has been completed and there are no new orders." He restored the factory settings and began to recite the factory lines.

Wu Jialiang was confused, but then he thought: Is this guy doing this on purpose? He doesn't want to talk to me!
He suddenly realized that he seemed to be breaking the rules of the underworld.

This young man should be the hero's master. He didn't greet his master, but greeted his subordinates first. He was really reckless.

Wu Jialiang quickly turned around and saluted Yue Wenxuan: "Scholar..." He did not recognize that Yue Wenxuan was the young man who sent Houyi at the gate of Chengyang Coal Mine. He was too far away at the time and could not see the young man's appearance clearly, so he naturally could not recognize him.

Yue Wenxuan smiled and said, "Mr. Jialiang, there's no need to be so polite. Just call me Yue Xiucai."

His title of "Mr. Jialiang" immediately made Wu Jialiang happy.

Although Wu Jialiang had been a bandit leader, he preferred to regard himself as a scholar. When he followed Song Jiang around, other leaders were dressed in gangster clothes, but Wu Jialiang insisted on dressing up as a scholar. Occasionally, he would hold a goose feather fan to cosplay Zhuge Liang. He also took the nickname "Zhi Duo Xing" for fear that others would mistake him for an illiterate.

And Yue Wenxuan's call of "Mr. Jialiang" just now was a way of addressing a scholar, which made him quite happy.

"So it's Mr. Yue." Wu Jialiang said, "I'd like to invite you and two of my good men to have a drink. I wonder..."

Yue Wenxuan: "Then it would be disrespectful to refuse."

Wu Jialiang was overjoyed and quickly ordered his men: "Give each of these ruffians ten blows and drive them out of the city."

While his men went to do as instructed, he led Yue Wenxuan, Master Ye, and Bruce Lee into the tavern next door, slamming the table and saying, "Waiter, bring us all the good wine and food. Be quick and don't neglect my guests."

The shopkeeper came over in person, looking embarrassed: "Master Wu, we...we've finally reopened here with great difficulty. We don't have many ingredients, only some simple tea and food..."

Wu Jialiang froze for a moment, feeling awkward! Back when he was still following Song Jiang, whenever he invited fellow heroes to dinner, he'd always treat them to delicious meals, jars of fine wine, and several pounds of beef. But now, in a place ruined by the Jin soldiers, he couldn't even afford to treat them to a meal.

Yue Wenxuan smiled and said, "It's okay. I don't like drinking anyway. Let's just chat, eating is not important."

(End of this chapter)