Through the troubled times and famine, I just want to farm peacefully

"I heard that you had dinner with people from the Yun family's eldest branch in a restaurant today. Did you meet Yun Sanlang, the eldest branch's son?" Fan Xueli didn't even raise his head.

Thinking of that man with sharp eyebrows and bright eyes and a tall stature, Fan Yuejia blushed and said, "Well, Yun Sanlang is really a rare talent."

Fan Xueli raised his eyes and glanced at her calmly, "But I heard that he has married, and his wife is pregnant and will soon give birth. Girl, why don't we choose someone else."

"No, Dad, the young talents in Nanzhou Prefecture are far inferior to him. I want him." Fan Yuejia was anxious.

Fan Xueli put down his pen and laughed, "Since my daughter likes him, I will do my best to win him over for you."

"Daddy still loves me the most." Fan Yuejia walked up to him and put her arm around him, acting coquettishly.

"It's getting late, you should go back and rest." Fan Xueli looked at her lovingly.

Fan Yuejia nodded obediently, "Then Dad, don't watch it too late, it will hurt your eyes."

After the study door was closed again, Fan Xueli put away the smile on his face, picked up the pen and lowered his head to continue practicing calligraphy.

"Did anything happen in Yun Mansion today?"

There was no one in the study, and he seemed to be talking to himself.

Soon, a ghostly black shadow fell from the roof, and a man in black knelt beside the desk.

"My Lord, I have only heard that Lord Yun's fourth son was beaten and injured, and he has called in a doctor twice."

"waste!"

Fan Xueli raised his hand and swept the inkstone and pen holder on the table to the ground.

The man in black was so scared that he quickly fell to the ground. "Master, calm down. The backyard was surrounded by secret guards. My men and I were almost discovered. Later, I bribed a servant and learned that Lord Yun's fourth son had a dispute with the youngest son of the eldest house. Lord Yun punished the fourth son when he returned from our house. It was the third son of the eldest house who did it himself."

"As expected of a descendant raised by Yun Guangyao himself, his actions are flawless."

Fan Xueli laughed and paced back and forth in the study room. After a long while, he said, "Go to the account office to withdraw some money, and have the servant keep a close eye on the movements of the Yun family's main house."

"Yes."

A gust of cool wind lifted a corner of the paper on the desk, and the figure of the man in black was no longer on the ground.

Fan Xueli walked back to his desk, wrote a letter in a very eloquent manner, and called the servants.

"Send this letter to the Yun residence tomorrow morning."

"Yes."

After giving his instructions, Fan Xueli walked out without looking back. After collecting the letter, the servants began to clean up the messy study.

After breakfast, the Yun Mo brothers, who were about to go out, were called to the study by Yun Zhenchuan.

"Nephew, please sit down quickly." Yun Zhenchuan changed his usual arrogant attitude and ordered someone to bring tea.

Yun Mo and his partner's eyes met briefly, neither of them being able to figure out what he was up to.

"It just so happens that my two brothers also have something to discuss with our second uncle." Yun Ye asked directly.

Yun Zhenchuan probably guessed what they were going to talk about, but he didn't show it on his face, "Oh? What is it?"

"This..." Yunye hesitated for a moment, seeming a little embarrassed to speak.

Yun Mo sat aside, glancing at his elder brother from the corner of his eye. He thought to himself, shouldn't he just cry poor and ask for food? Why was he acting like that?

Yun Zhenchuan sat up straight, with the attitude of a patriarch standing up for his juniors, and even his tone became much gentler, "But what difficulties have you encountered?"

"Uncle, you know that Sanlang and I escaped death from Yanmen Pass. My mother and the women in our family were imprisoned by the dog emperor and then exiled. All our property was confiscated. We suffered a lot along the way, but fortunately we finally arrived in the South."

"We two brothers are really struggling to make ends meet with the five hundred secret guards and two to three hundred horses at home, so we shamelessly come to ask for some support from our second uncle."

As soon as Yun Ye finished speaking, as if afraid that Yun Zhenchuan would not agree, Yun Mo continued, "After all, when grandpa and father were alive, they transported a lot of money to my second uncle in the south. Now our eldest house has encountered difficulties, second uncle, you see..."

"Yes, yes. I remember that my grandfather specifically told us brothers that the South Land is the last retreat for the Yun family. Second uncle, you have to help us."

The two brothers looked at Yun Zhenchuan, their eyes revealing deep expectation.

Yun Zhenchuan cursed inwardly. These two wolf cubs were crying poor in front of him. Did they think he was so easy to fool?

He looked straight ahead, his face was troubled and also full of sorrow.

"My two nephews, you don't know how expensive firewood and rice are. Our Yun Mansion has nearly 2,000 troops in the Southland. I don't know how much effort I have put in to establish a firm foothold in Nanzhou Prefecture. But now that your grandfather and eldest brother are gone, your second aunt and I are not good at running the business. Your two cousins ​​only know how to recite poems and have fun all day long. I'm afraid that these 2,000 troops will not be able to be maintained in the future."

Yun Mo took the opportunity to say, "I never thought that Second Uncle's life would be so difficult. Then we two brothers will not stay in the mansion any longer. Second Uncle will find a suitable place, and we will take people there to open up wasteland."

"Don't worry, nephew. I went to the Fan Mansion yesterday and came up with a great idea with the judge Fan."

"What method?" Yun Ye instinctively felt that since his second uncle was trying so hard to find a way out, he must have some plan for them brothers.

As expected, the gloom on Yun Zhenchuan's face was swept away. "Lord Fan proposed to incorporate your 500 secret guards into the 2,000 troops of the Yun Mansion. You two brothers will still lead the troops, and Lord Fan and I will provide the food and fodder."

The beads on their abacus made quite a loud noise, which made the Yun brothers look at each other in bewilderment. It turned out that the magistrate Fan had a big plan.

Yun Mo snorted in his heart, "Why would Lord Fan help us?"

Yun Zhenchuan smiled slightly and said, "Lord Fan has a beloved daughter who is only seventeen years old and has not yet been engaged. You are young and promising, so Lord Fan wants you to be his son-in-law. In the future, you will be the commander of the Southern Army."

"I'm already married, it's impossible for me to marry Miss Fan." Yun Mo turned his face away.

"Mo'er, you are so confused! You just came to the South and have no foundation. Your wife is from a low-class family and cannot help you in your career. How can she be compared with Miss Fan? If you like her, you can take her into your room and give birth to children with her in the future. You have the power in your hands, so it's not a bad idea to make her your equal wife."

Yun Mo's face was filled with gloom, "Second Uncle really has a good plan!"

Since the matter had been laid bare, Yun Zhenchuan ignored his anger and patiently advised, "The Hu people invaded the Central Plains, and the world was in chaos. Our Yun family has been generals for generations, and you brothers are fierce generals brought up by your father and my eldest brother. Heroes emerge in troubled times. Cooperating with the Fan family is our best choice. With a large army, we can dominate the South and not be controlled by others in the future. Don't you understand such a simple truth?"

"I've worked so hard to plan this for the Yun family and for your future generations!" Yun Zhenchuan was a little out of breath after saying so much in one breath.

In the final analysis, it is just to make him and his second brother the pawns and stepping stones for them to dominate the South. Yun Mo turned his head away and didn't look at Yun Zhenchuan's ugly face full of calculations.