Zhang Shiwen and others got up in the morning, yawned and went out, and found someone from Yu Yuan.

Hundreds of people lined up neatly in front, wearing Yu Yuan's monk's uniform, standing upright in the cold wind. Isn't it spectacular?

Zhang Shiwen didn't make a fuss or panic. Without saying a word, he went back to the house and brought a small bench, loaded up the pots and pans, and sat across from Yu Yuan and the other monks, looking at each other in disbelief.

Soon after, the rest of the people followed suit and dug out all the tools that could be used to make weapons, even the buckets and ropes. They stared wide-eyed and joined Zhang Shiwen's camp.

That posture has the meaning of fighting to the death.

Yu Yuan's monks were very angry, thinking that they were provoking. The arrogance rooted in his heart did not allow him to endure such humiliation, so he cursed. But before he could express his anger, the man was slapped by the head of Yu Yuan.

Went back.

Zhang Shiwen was amused, knowing that this was a disaster. He didn't mind at all that the people opposite him scolded him, and he even felt happier the more angry they became.

What's wrong with the scolding? No matter how ferociously they scream, do they dare to pounce on and bite people? Look at their gray faces.

He said to himself that these Immortal Lords were really powerful and had a good way of training people. In just one night, they scared these high-minded guys into a bunch of quails.

Unlike him, Zheng Kang had the mood of a villain's success written all over his face.

He led people over and started a fire, boiled water, and simmered the porridge slowly. After the water boiled, he sprinkled diced meat and fish fillets into it, fanned out the aroma with cattail fans, and poured bowls of it into everyone's hands.

Go up and eat it deliciously, making the monks stare in disbelief.

The air is filled with the smoke of porridge.

Zhuchen deliberately wanted to leave them outside to dry for a while, so he waited until the sun rose in the east and it was bright before he came out of the house.

Zhang Shiwen quickly jumped to her side, squinted his eyes and looked at the opposite side, and whispered to her: "Xianjun, you have finally come out. What do you want to do when they come here?"

Zhuchen nodded: "It's okay, you go and do your work."

Zhang Shiwen didn't move his feet: "Immortal Lord, lead them to the middle of the formation. In terms of fists alone, we are better than them. If they dare to be bold, we will fight together."

Zhuchen saw his eagerness to try, and he clearly wanted to have a big fight to settle old grudges, so he pressed him and said: "Don't worry, you guys should leave first. I'll vent your anger later."

Zhang Shiwen responded obediently, waved his hand and called everyone to continue yesterday's work.

Seeing the situation, Master Yu Yuan raised his hands and bowed, wanting to greet her, but Zhuchen ignored them, turned around coldly, and went to the bamboo house to find the master.

What she didn't see was that the faces of the old men behind her were almost turning black from her suffocation.

Feng Buye was pressing his junior brother to practice today's homework. After Zhuchen came in, Feng Changyin was freed and rushed out with a bound.

Zhuchen said: "Master, there are many people from the Yuanyuan Sect outside."

"Yeah." Feng Buye said with a normal expression, "Go and deal with it."

Zhuchen glanced at his face with his peripheral vision: "I think they have something to ask for."

Feng Buye nodded lightly: "Then ask them to show some sincerity."

Zhuchen almost laughed out loud, but she restrained herself, thought for a while, and said: "Master, the most sincerity that Chao Wen lacks today should be manpower. There are hundreds of monks in Yu Yuan. Although they are not very good in words and deeds, their actions are

It’s enough for some chores.”

Feng Buye glanced at her: "Then ask them to leave a few people to help."

"But they have a criminal record." Zhuchen explained seriously, "I mean, there are a small number of monks who bully the people because of their bad conduct. They have many misdeeds in the fish and meat village, which makes most people here dislike them and don't know.

Will those people do it again? If this fundamental problem is not solved, it will easily lead to internal conflicts among the people, and the two sides will not be able to work well together."

Feng Buye didn't make a sound, because he saw the hidden joy in Zhuchen's eyes, and even his eyebrows were about to fly.

Sure enough, Zhuchen took it on himself, obviously very satisfied with the subsequent plan: "But it doesn't matter, seek common ground while reserving differences. There should be more exchanges between Chaowen and Yu Yuan in the future. We can discuss it carefully, for the sake of the two factions

For long-term development, it is recommended that they clear out all the monks who will affect the harmonious relationship between the two parties. What do you think?"

Feng Buye stared at Zhuchen for a while, carefully considering the meaning of her words.

Holding the opponent's vitality, with your fist still hanging on his face, it's easy to seek common ground while reserving differences.

No matter what Zhuchen wanted to do, the monks outside really needed to be taught a lesson, so he responded, "Anything is fine."

Zhuchen said happily: "Then I will go? Master, what do you think?"

Feng Buye raised his hand, signaling her to make up her own mind. He was bored with Yu Yuan's boss and had no interest at all, so he could just send him away as soon as possible.

Zhuchen went out happily.

When Master Yu Yuan saw her appearance, he put on a smile again and said stiffly: "Fellow Taoist, is the master here?"

Zhuchen said brightly: "My master said, I will handle it."

She clapped her hands and called Zhang Shiwen and others over, asking them to stand behind her.

Everyone didn't know why, they just listened to her instructions.

Seeing the excitement, Feng Changyin quickly pushed forward, held his head high and stood next to her like a door god.

Master Yu Yuan saw that she was just a fledgling girl who should be easier to deal with than Feng Buye, so he secretly breathed a sigh of relief: "Okay, fellow Taoist, do you know what I am here for today?"

"Of course it's for cooperation." Zhuchen said, "Chaowen and Yuyuan are so close to each other, so they should have a good exchange."

There was a small commotion from the crowd behind Zhuchen, and those worried little voices were quickly suppressed by Zhang Shiwen.

Seeing her politeness, Head Yu Yuan couldn't help but smile sincerely: "What Taoist Fellow Daoist said is true."

Zhuchen held out three fingers in a very graceful manner: "In fact, I have no other requirements for Chao Wen. There are only three points. All you have to do is agree. If you don't agree, forget it."

Headmaster Yu Yuan became vigilant, guarding against her loud opening, and said seriously: "Fellow Taoist, please speak."

Zhuchen: "First, in the future, Yuyuan's people must not be sent to Xundian or other dangerous places. The so-called labor service is for one month a year, and no more. Monks must not accidentally use other names to make excuses for

The people of Yuyuan levy too many taxes."

A monk couldn't help but said: "This is our Yu Yuan Sect's business! How can you interfere with my internal affairs?"

Zhuchen took a step towards that side, still smiling slightly at Yan Yan: "Of course I can't stand this kind of behavior. Pu Fengzong has always been upright and upright under his rule. My master follows this rule and doesn't want to interact with those sects that can't stand on the stage.

So as not to ruin your reputation."

Head Yu Yuan turned around and glanced at the person who spoke with a cold look in his eyes.

What are you talking about? You are asking for trouble!

He suppressed the pain in his chest and said, "Fellow Taoist, please continue."

Zhuchen nodded: "Second, if the people or monks in Yuyuan City want to come out, they cannot be detained and can be released freely."

The leader nodded happily: "Okay!"

"Third, um..." Zhuchen muttered, turned around, and scanned the faces of all the monks. After seeing them all hairy, he smiled and said, "Every month, send fifty monks to the front.

Come to court to help. Everyone who comes must listen to my instructions. If there is any violation, I can deal with it myself."

Doesn't this mean selling oneself out?

The monk panicked and immediately shouted: "You are being unreasonable!"

Zhuchen suddenly had an idea: "Oh, there's a fourth one!"

Head Yu Yuan immediately said anxiously: "Didn't you just say that there are only three o'clock?"

"Don't you all say that women are fickle? Not to mention being unreasonable has always been your tradition, Yu Yuan. I'm just learning." Zhuchen's expression was innocent, but what he said was very rude, "I just thought of three people.

Three points are the number. If I think of anything else, I can add more if I like. The more you argue with me, the more I will remember. If you don’t agree, you can leave now."

Go? Where to go?

Yu Yuan's boundary monument can now only be blown down by the wind. If they want to leave, they have to go somewhere else. Is it possible that Yu Yuan's foundation for many years has just been handed over to others?

Head Yu Yuan knew that she was deliberately teasing him, so he waved his sleeves and said, "Say it!"

"fourth."

Zhuchen's voice became colder inexplicably. She slowly stepped away to the side, revealing the people behind her.

For the first time, those faces full of life's ups and downs and suppressing anger were so clearly reflected in everyone's eyes.

The monks seemed to have just discovered that the people standing there were not a group of insignificant black figures. They also discovered that the people's hatred for them was so strong.

Zhuchen announced: "All monks who have killed people or committed serious mistakes will give up their cultivation today to apologize for their sins."

Head Yu Yuan said in a deep voice: "What do you mean?"

Zhuchen made it clear word for word: "In my court, everyone is equal, and life is not noble or low. Since they are my people, I will seek justice for them."

Their breathing suddenly became heavy, and Zhang Shiwen and others clenched their fingers. However, their long-term weakness still made them feel cowardly and at a loss under each other's gaze.

Then, Zhang Shiwen stretched out his hand and pulled the people next to him closer. Everyone stood shoulder to shoulder, holding hands, holding out their chests with a determined attitude, and met the opposite gaze.

Resentment, forbearance, grief, and astonishment...the two sides who have never looked at each other as equals finally have an opportunity to communicate.

Headmaster Yu Yuan opened his mouth to speak, but was speechless several times, cursing Zhuchen in his heart for not knowing what was good and what was good.

Zhuchen didn't wait for his reaction and already called out: "Zhang Shiwen!"

Zhang Shiwen shouted: "Yes!"

Zhuchen: "Come, tell me, who forced you out of Yuyuan that day? Who beat, scolded, and oppressed you at will."

Zhang Shiwen had already found the monk, recalling the sadness of many years again, and the flames of his eyes almost burned him to ashes.
To be continued...