The most arrogant in history

Ye Kun sat outside, drinking tea and waiting.

Not long after, a bright and beautiful woman with a strong maternal nature, wearing a long dress and with her hair tied up, walked towards them gracefully.

"Godmother, you are so beautiful..."

Ye Kun was stunned. He stood up, walked around Wang Ganma, and said with a smile, "This dress looks like it was made for you."

In fact, this dress looks a bit tight on Aunt Wang.

But this way, Wang Ganma's good figure is brought out to the fullest.

"Master Ye, please forgive me for making fun of you. How can I afford to wear such clothes?"

Aunt Wang laughed at herself and said, "Even if I can afford it, it's not decent. I'm already old."

"Godmother, you really are not old. A woman of thirty is in her prime."

Ye Kun continued to admire Wang Ganma's beauty: "I'll give you money, and you can make yourself a set of silk. I like to see you look so elegant, dignified and beautiful."

"Your Excellency is making fun of me again."

Aunt Wang slapped Ye Kun lightly, blushing and smiling: "I am an old widow that no one wants..."

"Godmother, I'm not kidding."

Ye Kun took advantage of the situation and grabbed Wang Ganma's hand:

"I really think you're pretty, and I don't think you're old. Don't say no one wants me. I'm just afraid that my godmother won't even look down on a young man like me."

"Sir, you...you follow me..."

Aunt Wang pulled Ye Kun's hand and went into the bedroom.

Then, he closed the door gently.

Ye Kun took Wang Ganma's hand and said with a smile: "Ganma, do you have any advice?"

Wang Ganma's cheeks flushed: "If you don't mind, don't call me godmother. Call me sister. It also shows the affection between us. In the future, we should be more intimate, walk around more, chat, and make friends..."

"Okay my beautiful sister, I am a rude boy, please give me your guidance in the future."

Ye Kun bowed deeply: "But in front of others, I still call you godmother. I'm used to it."

"It's up to you, sir. The oil lamp is not lighting up. I'll trim the wick..."

Aunt Wang stood up and started to cut the lantern flowers.

But for some reason, after one snip, the oil lamp went out completely.

"Oh, the oil lamp is out, and I can't find the tinder."

"Don't be afraid, godmother. I'll help you..."

Ye Kun groped in the dark and stepped forward to show his courtesy.

At this moment, Jasmine and Duoduo were whispering in their own little room.

Jasmine asked in a low voice: "Sister, godmother said that you will be Uncle Ye's concubine in the future. What is a concubine?"

"She's just a little maid." Duoduo had become sensible now. She blushed and pinched her sister's face.

"Then I will also be Uncle Ye's concubine in the future. I know Uncle Ye likes me."

"Little girl, you can't say that, or you'll be laughed at."

"Why would I be laughed at for being a little maid?"

Duoduo covered her sister's mouth: "Concubine, it means concubine, I want to give birth to a child for Uncle Ye, do you understand?"

Jasmine thought about it and smiled again: "Sister, when will you and Uncle Ye have a baby?"

"You stupid girl, if you keep talking nonsense I'll beat you up!"

Duoduo's face turned red, but she turned her head away and smiled shyly.

Uncle Ye is gentle, considerate, handsome and cool. He is the best man Duoduo has ever met in her life. How can she not be moved?

Moreover, her parents also told Duoduo clearly that she would serve Uncle Ye in the future.

The oil lamp in Aunt Wang's bedroom was lit again.

"Go back quickly, sir."

Wang Ganma's face was slightly flushed. She put the newly made clothes in order and gently pushed Ye Kun: "Come back for tea when you have time. I will train Duoduo and Jasmine carefully."

"Okay, I'll go back now and come visit my godmother later."

Ye Kun was polite and bowed to say goodbye.

Yulian and Chunhua had not slept yet. They added the lees from the wine they brewed at home to cooked glutinous rice and made lees cakes.

I made one or two hundred pancakes and piled them up into a small hill.

Today at Xiping Mountain, Yu Lian Chunhua also saw the Xichuan folks who had fled here, so she felt very sympathetic and made cakes out of the wine dregs, hoping to save two more people.

"Brother Kun, can we make some wine lees cakes and send them to Xiping Mountain for the villagers who are fleeing?"

"Okay, we'll go there early in the morning."

Ye Kun nodded: "It's getting late, you should go to bed early too."

"Brother Kun..."

Chunhua came over, ignoring Yulian's presence, and whispered, "Today in front of my parents' grave, Brother Kun has explained to my parents. Let me serve you tonight."

Ye Kun was a little embarrassed: "Chunhua, your sister-in-law is still here..."

Chunhua chuckled: "Sister-in-law said that when the child is born, the surname will be Ye, and he will call you daddy. I hope you will treat the child as your own."

Ye Kun was stunned and looked at Yu Lian again.

Yu Lian blushed and nodded slightly:

"I hope Brother Kun won't despise me. This is what I really think. It's not easy for a child to survive without a father or a woman to survive without a husband..."

"Well... let's talk about it later. I will take care of you and your child."

Ye Kun smiled awkwardly, took Chunhua's hand and went into the bedroom.

Chunhua has expressed her feelings several times, and Ye Kun doesn't want to hurt her feelings.

If I refuse again, I'm afraid Chunhua will overthink it and become worried that I will chase her away.

The soap is really good.

The whole body of Chunhua is filled with the fragrance of wild chrysanthemum.

The skin is as delicate and smooth as soap.

Ye Kun pity Chunhua and treats her tenderly.

Chunhua is very shy and very happy, with the deepest love in her eyes...

Chunhua is a virgin and it is her first time.

But when being with the one she loves, Chunhua feels no pain, only warmth and sweetness, beauty and intoxication.

The harmony of the zither and the harp creates waves of intoxicating resonance.

Relighting the oil lamp, Ye Kun embraced Chunhua and kissed her:

"Chunhua, I'm afraid I'll be very busy in the future and won't have much time to spend with you. I'll neglect you and let you down."

"It's okay..."

Chunhua smiled and said, "I'll be very happy if I can see Brother Kun once a month."

Ye Kun nodded: "Opportunities to meet each other are bound to happen often."

There is definitely time to meet, but Ye Kun really can't guarantee anything else.

Chunhua lay in Ye Kun's arms and said faintly:

"Brother Kun, take me to Xiping Mountain tomorrow. I miss home, and it will feel familiar to listen to the hometown dialect of the villagers."

"Where do you live? Is it far away?"

"From Xiping Mountain, we have to walk another 200 miles west, which will take four or five days to reach my hometown. That place belongs to Fuling in Dongba County."

"That's not too far. I can take you and your sister-in-law back with me in a year or two."

Ye Kun scratched Chunhua's nose and said, "From now on, we will live there, and you won't miss home."

Pingye County, located in the western part of Jingchu, is a desolate small county with a sparse population. It is also a place surrounded by wars and cannot withstand attacks.

It is obviously impossible for Ye Kun to stay in Pingye County for the rest of his life.

According to Zhuge Liang's Longzhong Plan, Xichuan is a good place, a land of abundance with mountains and rivers, easy to defend but difficult to attack.

If we can occupy Xichuan, then slowly make money and develop productivity, we can ensure the safety of ourselves and our family!

Therefore, Ye Kun plans to build a base in Xiping Mountain, which will also be an important port for advancing into Xichuan in the future!

Chunhua laughed: "Brother Kun, you are kidding me. It's more than 200 miles, how can it be so easy to go back?"

"Think about it, has Brother Kun ever lied to you since we met?"

"That's not the case." Chunhua thought about it and nodded seriously.

"Go to sleep, Chunhua. Tomorrow morning, I will take you and your sister-in-law to Xiping Mountain again. You two will hand out the wine lees cakes to your fellow villagers."

"Thank you, Brother Kun. But now I call my sister-in-law Sister Yulian instead of Sister-in-law."

"why?"

"Because my sister-in-law will have to rely on you in the future. She has already said that her son's surname will be Ye, not Huang."

"Don't talk nonsense... The child must have the surname Huang to continue the Huang family's incense." Ye Kun kissed Chunhua: "I can agree to everything else."

"Brother Kun, you are so nice. I will tell Sister Yulian tomorrow that you agreed to have her. She will be very happy."

"Stop making trouble, we'll talk later. If you don't obey, you'll get spanked..."

The two chatted in low voices, and finally they felt sleepy and fell asleep in each other's arms.

Chunhua got up early in the morning and packed the distiller's grains cakes with Yulian and prepared to load them onto the truck.

Ye Kun woke up and wanted to relive the beauty of great harmony with Chunhua, but he no longer had the chance.

After washing up, Ye Kun waited for Tan Bamao and his personal soldiers.

When he came back yesterday, Ye Kun asked his godson to buy some jars and pots, daily necessities, some tools for felling trees and ropes, to bring to the refugees.

Only with land and tools could they build houses and settle down in Xiping Mountain.

Carrying four large carts of food and tools, Ye Kun came to Xiping Mountain again.

There are more refugees today. In the morning, nearly a hundred bowls of rice porridge were distributed.

They also recruited more than a dozen refugee families.

Ye Kun brought everyone to the designated valley, distributed tools, ropes, and daily necessities to them, and comforted them with kind words, allowing them to build their new home by themselves under the guidance of the craftsmen.

A marching stove was also set up here, providing three meals a day with rice porridge.

Chunhua Yulian gave the wine lees cakes to the villagers and comforted them:

"Don't worry, folks. Lord Ye Kun is a good official and will definitely take care of you. We are also from Xichuan, and we are grateful for Lord Ye's care..."