"Call someone? Young Master, why are you asking someone to do?" Looking at Yue Yang with a gloomy face, Shunbao scratched his head in confusion. According to reason, isn't it necessary to report to the old lady and then send someone to the yamen to report to the yamen to beat someone and wait for the yamen to mediation?

"What are you doing? Of course you are going to fight. Can you invite someone to dinner?" Yue Yang glared at Shunbao.

"What? Fight..."

This time it was not only Shunbao, but even the Linglong sisters were stunned. Three pairs of eyes looked at Yueyang. Before that, they probably never expected that the young master of the Yue family, who had always been known for his respectfulness and gentleness, would say the word "fight" without changing his expression without changing his face.

.Is this the Yue family’s young master who is famous for being respectful, gentle and friendly in Wuli Village?

Seeing the three of them staring at him in a daze, Yue Yang touched his nose and asked strangely: "What are you watching me? Haven't you heard me? Shunbao, hurry up and call someone, Linglong quickly help me change clothes, hurry up!"

"Uh..." Looking at Yue Yang's peaceful but firm expression, Shunbao finally knew that his young master was not a joke. He swallowed and ran away immediately. He still had to report to the old lady first.

After Shunbao left, the Linglong sisters followed Yueyang into the house in a panic and began to wash and change clothes for Yueyang. One of them brought towels and wash water, and the other helped Yueyang get clothes. But they seemed a little absent-minded, and Yulong even peeked at Yueyang from time to time, as if he was looking at something rare.

"Yulong, what are you looking at? Why don't you take the clothes over quickly?" Seeing Yulong's beautiful big eyes staring at her blankly, there was an inexplicable blush on her pretty and cute little face, which looked particularly tempting, and her red lips made people want to kiss her. Yue Yang forced himself to hold back the pain in his heart, and reached out and gently pulled the double braids on Yulong's little head.

"Well, you really hate it! My sister has helped her hair for a long time." Yulong rolled her eyes with dissatisfaction, and looked particularly cute with her cute expression and snow-white skin. Since the old lady transferred her to Yueyang by the old lady, during her ten days of serving Yueyang, they found that Yueyang was really a gentle person like what people said. He never beat and scolded his servants, especially to the Linglong sisters. Even if they did something wrong, they rarely saw him curse people. At most, they would use their hands to ** their hair, so Yulong gradually got up casually in front of Yueyang.

After washing up, Yueyang put on his clothes. As soon as he walked out of the yard, he saw the old lady hurried towards his yard accompanied by two maids, Shunbao and others. Yueyang knew the report of Shunbao fighting on time. He glared at Shunbao, and Yueyang quickly met him. Yueyang respected this old man who really cared about him from the bottom of his heart.

"Grandma, why are you here?"

The old lady stopped and because she walked too fast, she gasped and asked, "Sunny, grandma, you heard from Shunbao that you want to take people to the river to confront the people of the Wang family?"

"Yes, grandma!" Yue Yang nodded: "The people of the Wang family are too bullying. Sanggan River is the lifeblood of our Wuli Village. If we watch the Wang family divert water into the canal, the harvest of tens of thousands of acres of fertile land in Wuli Village will be affected. And don't forget that the Li family and the Lin family are staring at us. If we retreat at this step, my grandson will guarantee that their families will immediately jump up and ask to divert water into the canal in Sanggan River. What should we do then? Or will we not agree? If we agree, don't say that our Yuejiazhuang, I'm afraid that tens of thousands of acres of fertile land in Wuli Village will have no harvest, and how many people will starve to death at that time."

Seeing Yue Yang uttering such a long speech, it was not only the old lady, but also Shunbao, the Linglong sisters and the servants and maids around him looked at him with strange eyes. Is this still the sour scholar who used to only hold books to memorize? Is this still the young master of the Yue family who believes in a gentleman and never acts on his hands?

After a long time, the old lady sighed and nodded with a hint of relief in her eyes looking at Yueyang, "Originally, grandma was worried that your temperament was too weak. If grandma was gone, you would suffer a great loss. Now grandma finally found that her good grandson has grown up, and grandma is relieved! Grandma is right. Since your parents passed away, the attitudes of the three families towards us have become worse and worse. In the past few months, it has been even more excessive. She actually proposed to buy the land of our Yuejiazhuang. These lands were accumulated by the ancestors of the Yuejia family over hundreds of years. If sold to others, even if they are in the nine springs, they will have no face to see the ancestors of the Yuejia family." Speaking of this, the old lady's angry expression was beyond words, and even her body was trembling slightly.

Yueyang quickly supported the old lady and comforted her: "Grandma, don't worry, grandma, grandson will take people to support Master Hu and the others. If the Wang family dares to be tough, we are not afraid. If we want to steal our water, it depends on whether the villagers in Wulizhai agree!" When he said this, a violent aura appeared on his face...

The Sanggan River is located in the northeast of Wulizhai. For thousands of years, the vast river water has not only irrigated tens of thousands of acres of fertile land on both sides of the river, but has also been divided into several tributaries and nurtured hundreds of miles of fields around it. Today, on the east bank of the Sanggan River several miles away from Wulizhai, thousands of farmers and tenants from Wulizhai hold hoes and sticks confronting hundreds of people from the Hunhe River downstream. The atmosphere on both sides is very tense and is about to break out.

In the middle of the confrontation crowd, a young man wearing a square scarf and a white silk robe with an ordinary face but a sinister look in his eyes from time to time was facing a man in his thirties with a beard and big beard in his face and round waist in the middle and said, "Holy San, I'll tell you clearly today. You promised us to dig this canal today, and if you don't agree, we'll dig it even if you don't! This canal was dug four times today!"

"You dare!" The man called Hu Lao San shouted, as if there was a thunder in the sky. He yelled with a wide eyebrow, "Second Master Wang, I, Hu Lao San, respect you today, as the second son of the Wang family, so I am three-pointed to you. But if you insist on digging a canal here to divert water, then you must first ask if the villagers behind me agree!"

The second young master Wang first showed a hint of disdain on his face, and then shouted loudly: "Hmph, what if you don't agree? Your Wuli Village occupies the water source of the Sanggan River, so you naturally have no worries about having no water to drink. But have you ever thought about how we villagers living downstream live?
Chapter completed!