Yang Zheng smiled and said: "That makes sense. He's indeed a narrow-minded person who doesn't know when to stop. He actually dares to offend my fiancée, just wait and see how I'll deal with him."

  "Yang Zheng is a wise elder brother." Hei Ying laughed like a tomato.

  Pounce

  Yang Zheng threw out a jade box, rewarding the Black Eagle with two聚元丹, and chuckled: "Good job, you recall Zhang Ye's past crimes, it might come in handy. Besides, now that I'm in charge here, Xu Ying can step aside, without Lan Tianying, these chicks will jump. After the Sword Trial Meeting, I'll marry Tang Tianluo, with the support of Master Huo Tianlang, Taixuan Gate will be our domain."

  "Heiying smiled and said, 'Elder brother Yang Zheng is wise, in the future I will still have to rely on elder brother a lot.'"

  The snowflakes danced and fluttered, dwindling in number as winter's chill began to fade.

  Zhang Ye returned from the medicine field and took over the wine handed by Su Qing, sitting in the courtyard watching the snow and drinking. Occasionally turning his head, he only noticed that there were some bruises on Su Qing's face. No wonder she was hiding sideways when she came in.

  "Come here," Zhang Ye beckoned with his hand.

  Su Qing walked over and said: "Young Master, what did you call me for?"

  "What's wrong?" Zhang Ye asked, staring at her face.

  Su Qing suddenly became aggrieved and burst into tears, "The workload of the medicine field suddenly increased. Qing'er couldn't do that much, after retorting a few sentences, she was ordered to slap her own mouth. It hurts so much."

  She started covering her mouth and acting cute again.

  Zhang furrowed his brow for a moment, but then thought about it and realized that outer sect disciples were originally supposed to do more chores anyway. Su Qing had basically been slacking off before.

  "How much more?" Zhang Ye asked.

  Su Qing said: "From today on, Qing Er will take care of twenty mu of land."

  "So many?" Zhang was taken aback. Even if they were ordinary people who planted in bulk without emotional investment, it would still be difficult for them.

  In general, the standard for outer disciples is to take care of ten mu, and in rare cases when they are punished, twelve mu. Those who have a good relationship with the managing disciples will take care of eight mu.

  "Alright, I'll talk to Xu Ying later and get her to reduce it by half. Twenty mu is indeed too much for you, ten mu should be about right. People need to do something to feel fulfilled."

  Su Qing cried and said: "Young master, Xu Yin is no longer in charge. You are deaf to the outside world, drinking and enjoying yourself every day. Now, the medicine side is upside down, and many inexplicable people have been inserted. Xu Yin can't speak up, Yang Zheng is in charge, and even Abu, who is so small, has been assigned 20 mu of land. Today, Abu couldn't finish it and was flogged until his skin was torn apart."

  Zhang Ye clenched his fists tightly, thinking that if Master Sister were here, she would never let these people suffer.

  Recalling what Master Xu Ying said last time, Zhang Ye felt a great sense of responsibility once again.

  "It won't kill anyone." Zhang Ye said, "Grit your teeth, it's a test for yourselves too. Unite, especially at times like these don't be in disarray. Abu is young and doesn't understand things, you have the responsibility to share the burden with other sisters."

  Su Qing looked unwilling, but after some thought, she realized that the young master might not be able to do anything in this situation either. She could only nod and say: "Qing'er understands, it's just that Qing'er will have fewer opportunities to take care of the young master from now on."

  。。。

  Tianying Peak summit.

  Abu's sister, Amo is always gazing at the distant horizon every day, she really hopes to see the golden light flashing as before, and when it's almost time, she can shout "Big Sister Master is back!" and then hear Big Sister Master say "Stupid, of course I'll be back".

  Suddenly, voices came from below, and a man and woman walked up to the summit. The man was handsome and elegant, while the woman was beautiful and spirited.

  The woman wearing a golden hairpin is Tang Tianlu. The man is Tang Tianlu's fiancé, Yang Zheng, a disciple of Quanzhen. As they walk, they point and gesture at everything on the Heavenly Peak.

  Yang Zheng said, "Sister, after the Spring Sword Testing Assembly, I can become a true disciple. Today, Tian Ying Peak is empty. I've always liked the spiritual energy and simplicity here. At that time, I'll ask to be granted this peak."

  Tang Tianlu furrowed her brow, vaguely feeling that this wasn't good and also thought that Yang Zheng was somehow...she couldn't quite put it into words.

  Yang Zheng continued to talk to himself, still thinking that Tang Tianlao was happy for him, and continued: "It's settled then, such a good place can't fall into someone else's hands. It's about time you and I joined forces, two true disciples, I don't believe the Elder Hall won't give me this peak."

  "Who... who said I must marry you?" Tang Tianluo was somewhat unaccustomed to him always bringing up this topic.

  Yang Zheng didn't have time to speak when a little servant girl shouted from above: "Who are you, daring to intrude on Tianying Peak?"

  Among the voices, an eleven-year-old little girl walked out.

  Looking at her as just an outer sect disciple, Yang Zheng shouted: "And who are you? Tian Ying Peak is currently masterless, we are the true orthodox disciples, why can't we come?"

  "I am Amo, the disciple of Lantianying Dashi. Who says that Tianting Peak is masterless? My Dashi will return." Amo said with discontent.

  "You stupid servant, what do you know!" Yang Zheng said angrily, "She's not coming back, only an idiot would think she'd return."

  "Nonsense, Master will come back." Amo burst into tears.

  Yang Zheng shouted: "Less nonsense, kneel down! Your eyes are blind, seeing a true disciple of the sect and not paying respects. Do you still have any discipline?"

  Amo didn't dare disobey and knelt down saying: "Amo greets True Transmission Shifu."

  Yang Zheng was about to say something else, but Tang Tianlu frowned and said, "Alright, she's just a kid, don't make things difficult for her."

  After Amo stood up, Tang Tianluo also lost interest and turned around to say: "Let's go, Tianying Peak is not our place now."

  "Amo Gong sent his sister Zhen Chuan." Amo said from behind.

  When Xiaoyao spoke again, Tang Tianluo turned around with some curiosity and looked at her. Seeing that she had a few similarities to Abu, he couldn't help but ask: "Do you know that Abu?"

  "He said: 'She is my sister.'"

  When she heard that it was Abu's sister, Tang Tianluo almost got her mouth crooked. Thinking of being taught a lesson by Abu and suffering losses, she felt waves of fire burning inside her, but after holding back for a long time, she didn't dare to take out her anger on Abu's sister. After all, it had nothing to do with Amo.

  Yang Zheng observed Tang Tianluo's expression for a moment and thought back to the last time she was in trouble because of Abu.

  Yang Zheng immediately took a step forward, reached out and pinched Amo's little head, exerting some force, and Amo instantly cried out in pain.

  "You stinky girl, your sister caused trouble and you're taking the blame, don't complain!" Yang Zheng laughed.

  Tang Tianluo was very dissatisfied with Yang Zheng's exaggeration, just as he was about to speak, a loud shout came from afar: "You this shaking head and wagging tail dog! If you don't let go, blood will flow in five steps!"

  Tang Tianluo almost lost his temper again when he heard this voice, if it wasn't Zhang Ye, who else could it be.

  "What a big tone!"

  Yang Zheng turned his head to coldly gaze at Zhang Ye, who had just appeared on the mountain path, yet still didn't let go. A hint of murderous intent flashed in his eyes as he thought to himself: If there's an excuse to get rid of this killer, then the trial by combat will also lose one opponent.

  Tang Tianlu furrowed his brow and said, "Yang Zheng, let go of her hand. This has nothing to do with the little girl. I'll back you up. If Zhang wants to make trouble, he'll have to ask me if I agree or not."

  "Really?!"

  Zhang Ye flashed forward like an arrow, and a fist shot out.

  Clap Clap Clap——

  The sound of bones cracking, energy scattered everywhere.