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Chapter 8 Please come into the urn

"Uncle Shi, I have something to say!"

You Bifang bowed and bowed: "After I was admitted to the scholar, the county once gave me two acres of three-point high-quality paddy fields, which were intended to support them, and they were used to encourage everyone in the local area to learn. Unexpectedly, since I entered the Tao, my fame and academic record were all removed, and this high-quality land must have been taken back by the county."

"Who knew that some people were greedy and didn't say a word or say hello, and took it away and swallowed it whole. Then, if they made the established facts, how could the county do these villains?"

Speaking of this section, perhaps itchy in some people. Even the third uncle smiled and didn't laugh at him. At this time, he couldn't help laughing. It was obviously extremely happy.

The young and strong clan standing on both sides with their hands behind their backs, were jealous and hot. It was better to be tense on their faces. What smiled was that the benefits were shared, which caused the left and right eyes to look coldly.

You Bifang said calmly: "It's a pity that these people are just confused. How could all the masters in the county suffer such a secret loss? Don't look at some people in the You family taking away the paddy fields of scholars and relying on their clan power to take the county government seriously, but they don't know the consequences of this move, which will ruin the path of the You family's students to obtain fame and honor."

"I guess, even if I spit out a piece of paddy field that belongs to scholars, the You family's students may stop in the village and will never be tempted to get a good exam. Maybe even the child will be in a difficult situation."

Speaking of this, the faces of everyone present suddenly turned pale. The tribe members who were so proud just now had a share of the best paddy fields. At this time, they felt that they were holding hot potatoes in their hands. If they were eaten, they might burn their bodies. It would be a pity if they didn't eat them. It was really difficult to deal with it.

You Bifang smiled disapprovingly: "Believe it or not, you will be the only one. You are all elders of the clan. When it comes to conspiracy and tricks, they are far from being opponents. Unfortunately, few people know about the taboos in the officialdom. I don't want to say anything. I see you and others being driven by greed and getting lost in the trap and being in a desperate situation. Even if there is a disaster in prison, your names will be included in the secret book of the county magistrate and will be recorded!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a half-year-old boy swung his fist as a casserole and ran up to make a gesture to beat You Bifang. The expressions of the people around him were very encouraged, and no one came forward to dissuade him.

You Bifang was not in a hurry, and reached into his pocket, took out a handful of beans, looked at the space, and sprinkled them at his feet, covering the ground around three feet.

The man came up and was about to swing his fist, but unexpectedly stepped on the bean that was not lost, and suddenly lost his figure. His original arrogance completely dispersed. He rushed forward, his forehead was unbiased, and he just hit the corner of the table.

With a click, the huge tall eight-immortal table shivered, and the bones were broken, which obviously hurt the vital points. I saw half-year-old boy's eyes turned white and slowly slid down the table legs to the ground, motionless, as if he was dead.

Only then did Fan Juren see his son-in-law's method, from beginning to end, without missing a moment, and couldn't help but mutter to himself: "A handful of beans! A handful of beans! This You family just used a handful of beans!"

Speaking of excitement, Fan Juren was too lazy to even call him a son-in-law, and directly called You Bifang the You family. Obviously, he decided that the family would break the bones and connect the tendons and would not completely part ways.

Unexpectedly, You Bifang had a stubborn temper. He had never thought of bowing his head and admitting his mistake. He fooled it a few times and avoided this matter. Instead, he raised his half-baby with one hand and took a closer look at his face.

"It turns out that he was from the third uncle's family, and he was born to the three concubines. The word "Yang" is the first meaning. Unfortunately, in life, there is only one blind courage, without wisdom and intelligence, and the ability to distinguish right from wrong. Just acting based on your likes and dislikes is nothing different from a fool."

You Bifang's words were reasonable. Even the tribe members who were full of resentment towards him nodded repeatedly after hearing these words.

"Oh! You Yong's forehead hit the corner of the table, hurting his muscles and bones, and his heart was so painful that he was so angry that he was so angry. If he didn't treat him in time, he would probably never wake up."

You Bifang remembered the past and suddenly remembered acupuncture technique. The way people in the martial arts world called "Sunhua acupointing hand" was called "Sunhua acupointing hand". He ate two fingers with his right hand, went to You Yong's nose, pretending to test his breathing and breathing, thereby attracting everyone's attention.

At the same time, he held You Yong's body with his five fingers with his left hand, and secretly sealed the heavy acupoints of the Du meridian such as the Yamen, Lingtai, Mingmen, etc., which is the so-called evil energy invades the Du meridian. You Yong, who pretended to faint, was really unconscious and unconscious.

None of the You family members saw through this method of being powerful in the world. Even Fan Juren, who was close to him, was only reading the books of sages. He knew nothing about such tricks of running around the world and selling artists. He stared at the right hand and two fingers of the son-in-law, just like looking at the ghosts in the underworld.

At this time, the second-ranked old man in the clan was obviously angry. He couldn't help but slam the table and stood up. He pointed at You Bifang's forehead: "You should be the one who cuts his tongue. You are disturbed by you. If you don't have a peaceful life, you will just watch the descendants of You's family be ruined?"

You Bifang replied without saying a word. He held You Yong on the table with one hand and placed it in front of him, with his face facing the sky, and his left hand pressed his throat, and said seriously: "Second uncle, he embezzled the county's encouragement fields without permission. Did someone ask me at the beginning, and now he is talking nonsense and blamed me."

"Is it because I grabbed my uncle's arm and pressed it on my back, forcing you to privately divide the land you have left? Could it be that you are so greedy and addicted to eating it?"

When the old clan heard this, he remembered the encouragement of Bifang to study. He also participated in it. He was embarrassed and angry for a moment, and his face turned red. He fainted from anger because of the backlash of qi and blood.

"One fell down! One counts one! I didn't expect that the son-in-law was so eloquent. He specifically poked someone's heart and lung tube, but just a few words made him faint. He was quite like the style of Prime Minister Ji Han scolding Wang Situ to death in front of the battlefield! This boy was calm in the face of danger and was in a proper manner. He was really a talent!"

Originally, Fan Juren was interested in helping to smooth things out because of the qi cultivation and qi cultivation. Unexpectedly, Yu Bifang was extremely eloquent and he didn't even have time to interrupt.

However, he could see that the You family was hit by a blow and the morale was sluggish. The young and strong on both sides could not raise their heads and did not dare to use force at all. It was because his son-in-law was taking over everywhere!

"It's a pity that such a person is just a son-in-law, at most half a son, not his own son, otherwise my family would have been successful!"

Fan Juren has a unique vision. He would have a future if he values ​​the students who study in his private school. Even if they are not good, they are taken care of by many senior brothers who occupy key positions in nearby counties. They should be much more convenient than ordinary people.
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