Chapter Seventeen: The Wife is a Chivalrous Thief

  Time flies, and before they knew it, two months had passed since Liangshan and others settled in Yangcun.

  In these two months, forty mu of rice fields were opened up, with seedlings sprouting and swaying in the wind; forty mu of vegetable fields were cultivated, and the Liang family had their first batch of vegetables produced in Yang Village. Xiao Jin worked day and night, and actually stored more than 500 golden beans for Liangshan.

  Kang Shu and Wu Tu brought back grain and supplies from Nanyang that they urgently needed.

  However, Wu Tu and Wu Huo were both slightly injured, and the journey was not very smooth. Liangshan was shocked to sweat, fortunately, there was no danger.

  Twenty young and strong laborers also returned, although they were pale and thin, but not seriously ill, and would recover in half a month. All twenty people signed the contract to become slaves of the Liang family.

  There is still a month to go before the rice can be harvested, 40 mu of paddy fields, with an output of 200 kg per mu, which is equivalent to 8,000 kg. Now Yangcun has more than 50 people, and the shortage is still very large. The current paddy fields are not enough to be self-sufficient, and they have to rely on imports. Although grain was bought from Nanyang and brought back, it is still slightly tense before the harvest.

  Chenjiawu no longer blockades Yangcun, and Yangcun can exchange fresh vegetables and river fish for grain at a slightly higher price.

  Except for the Liang family's main house, Liangshan selected twelve courtyards from each of the twelve households under his command. Later, another twenty laborers arrived, and Liangshan chose eight of them, leaving one for each household. These twelve households then formed twelve production teams.

  Li Kui assigned the overall manager Kang Shijun to calculate the daily labor of these twelve households and allocate food accordingly. In addition to these twelve production teams, there were also three teams: blacksmiths, carpenters, and painters.

  Everyone's residence has been renovated and tidied up. The whole Yang Village is not entirely new, but it also shows a glimmer of vitality.

  Liáng Shān however did not dare to slack off, in his heart he had even more hidden worries, the twelve linked stockades all the way to Mǎ Jiā Bǎo, could it be that he would just watch with his eyes open as he successfully fell from power?

  Every day before dawn, Liangshan gets up, and the three Wu brothers act as instructors, leading everyone to practice boxing for an hour. In the evening before going to sleep, they practice for another hour.

  The three Wu brothers first taught the Horse Stance.

  Liáng Shān followed the horse step, setting an example with his own body. Although he practiced the White Bone Flowing Light Skill, Liáng Shān was still very strong, but after all, his foundation was shallow, and it was difficult for him to stand at first, and when he was exhausted to the extreme, he almost died, but Liáng Shān persisted in biting his teeth.

  It wasn't until he reached his limit that Bai Gu's Flowing Light Skill was activated, nourishing his muscles and bones. After staying at Liangshan for a few days, he gradually became able to stand for an hour.

  After standing still for two periods of time, Liangshan felt a significant increase in strength over the past two months. His feet naturally grasped the ground with five fingers when landing, and his appetite increased greatly without needing to be said. His lung capacity also increased greatly, and he could recite the "Zheng Qi Song" in one breath without haste or delay.

  Liáng Shān persisted in practicing Zǎ Mǎ Bù (Horse Stance) tirelessly, tempering his body during the day and cultivating his spirit and energy at night.

  Liangshan goes to the Yang family ancestral hall twice a day, morning and evening, to light incense and burn candles. The Yang family ghosts have now become his greatest reliance, second only to his wife Zhu Qinyun.

  These days, Zhu Qingyun has not gone out for practice and has been at home.

  Liangshan seemed a bit strange, but didn't ask much. Liangshan slept in the study, and Liang Yangshi saw through it, calling Liangshan over to ask him questions.

  Liáng Shān first tried to gloss over it by saying that he had been fasting for a hundred days, but later on, having no other choice, he told the truth about Zhu Qīngyún's single-minded pursuit of the Tao. Liáng Yángshì listened and let out a sigh, but didn't say much else.

  In the blink of an eye, the Mid-Autumn Festival has passed, and Yang Village is about to enter the harvest season. Everyone in Yang Village, from top to bottom, over 50 people, are all beaming with joy.

  That evening, when the production team returned from reclaiming the vegetable field, one of them was carrying a hoe and singing "The Righteous Song" in a drawling tone, with a slight modification to make it sound more like a folk tune from Huangmei, which made him feel especially close to home.

  The dusk is misty, occasionally the two old cows in front make one or two "moo" sounds, accompanied by the owners' singing voices, and the village houses are barking dogs and crowing chickens, but they are a bit disorderly. The wispy smoke and mountain fog dance lightly under the sunset, forming a beautiful scene of a paradise on earth.

  Liangshan stood under a big elm tree at the village entrance, but for some reason, he was not in a good mood. From yesterday on, his eyelids had been twitching.

  Standing under the banyan tree, you can see the pagoda forest outside the village, and further away is Chenjiawu.

  The pagoda tree forest and Chenjia Bay outside seem quieter than usual.

  At this time, Lao Dao Yin Shangzi was walking to the entrance of Yangcun Road in front of a pagoda tree forest. Behind him, a team of black armored cavalrymen, more than 100 people sat on horseback, their posture was neat and uniform.

  Yin Shangzi is an outer disciple of the Holy Sword Hall, in the middle stage of foundation building. He took on a mission from the Holy Sword Hall's external outpost and has been away for many years.

  Ten years ago, I traveled to Majiabao and met Ma Wencai, who was clever and cute. I took him as an unnamed disciple. Yin Shangzi had no children, so he liked Ma Wencai very much and wanted him to come over for a visit.

  Just as Ma Jia Bao was in an uproar over the flying thief, Yin Shangzi took action. Unexpectedly, his opponent turned out to be a woman who also knew magic.

  Yin Shangzi struck her down and it wasn't until some time later that they confirmed the female bandit was indeed Zhu Yingtai, hiding in Yang Village.

  Ma Wencai heard that the master said the female thief was definitely Zhu Yingtai, and after thinking for a long time, he asked the master to come to Yang Village to capture Zhu Yingtai and uphold justice.

  The disciples sought him out, and Yin Shangzi naturally agreed.

  Liáng Shān entered Yáng Cūn, it is the biggest event in recent months.

  The poem "If love is long-lasting, why should it be in the morning and evening?" has also been passed down. The aristocratic families and humble households still despise him, but gradually there are good words in the streets, saying that Liang Shanbo is also a person of great passion and integrity.

  These horses didn't matter to him; he was just curious about how Liang Shanbo could survive in Yang Village.

  Ma's family discussed this matter and many people agreed that the Black Armor Army should take over directly, believing that the evil spirit of the Black Armor Army was enough to calm down the ghosts in Yang Village.

  Ma Wencai disagreed, these days seemed calm, but in fact the twelve consecutive ridges had repeatedly sent high-ranking officials to explore Yangcun, only to fail each time. It was likely that the Yangcun ghosts were still present. As for Liangshan Bo settling in Yangcun, he would eventually have to register with the county government, and Ma Mingyuan, Ma Wencai's father, being the magistrate of XinYe County, had a tight grip on his throat.

  Finally, Ma Wencai compared Liang Shanbo to a pig raised by the Ma family, and it's not too late to kill this pig when it gets fatter.

  Ma Mingyuan agreed with his son's point of view.

  Don't think that Ying Tai is that female thief, Ma Wencai adjusted the plan, asking Master to go and capture her, and at the same time find out about Yang Village's true situation.

  Long ago, Ma Wencai also wanted Master to help the Ma family take over Yangcun, but was rejected by him.

  With Yin Shangzi's ability, it's no big deal to gather the vengeful spirits of Yang Village, but he can't bear the karma of the wronged ghosts.

  Practitioners fear cause and effect.

  The killing among cultivators is on a plane, with relatively little karma, but if a cultivator kills an ordinary person for no reason, the karma will be a million times more, and there must be retribution. This is also the fundamental reason why the cultivation world and the secular world do not interfere with each other.

  A group of crows inhabiting the pagoda tree forest, they like the cold and gloomy atmosphere, are a unique tribe in the pagoda tree forest, stimulated by the momentum of the old Taoist and the soldiers, one by one was shocked to "ya ya" flapping their wings and flying high.

  A murder of crows flew by, like a dark cloud rising, and Liangshan under the big mulberry tree was startled.

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