Bai Minghe's tone softened a lot: "Is there no possibility of relief?"

"I said that no one is wrong. They are all for living, and some things are unsolvable. I would like to tell you that the death of your grandfather and father-in-law are somewhat related to the fighting between the villages. My family also has children and nephews who died in fighting. The county magistrate has come, the prefect has come, and there is also a passing imperial envoy who has also handled it. This is not hatred, this is an unsolvable death."

After Old Man Yan finished speaking, he didn't say he was going to see him off and turned around and went back to the back hall.

Bai Minghe can sit here and not leave, but he must not chase him to the backyard. In desperation, he had no choice but to leave first.

When he was out, a member of the Yan family came over and said, "Mr. Juren, my master said something. Juren cannot borrow food unless he walks fifty miles away."

Bai Minghe clasped his fists: "I passed the message on my behalf, and I said Bai Minghe had thanked me."

How far is it fifty miles away? To the east is Zhuozhou Prefecture City and to the south is Laishui County City.

When I returned to Xiaquan Village in the evening, many of the tribesmen in Xiaquan Village just looked from a distance. Seeing that the juren looked bad, no one dared to come up with him, and they all ran away in scattering.

When he returned home, Bai Minghe told Sun Yuanjun what he encountered during the day. Sun Yuanjun dared not understand why this happened.

"Husband, according to your statement, these seven miles and twenty-eight villages are not tolerated by my Xiaquan Village?" No matter how smart Sun Yuanjun is, no matter how many books he has read, he is just a little girl who is only sixteen years old. She didn't know what happened between the villages over the past few decades, and could not analyze the current troubles.

After thinking about it, Sun Yuanjun said, "Husband, why not ask my uncle!"

"No question!" Bai Minghe refused very directly.

Sun Yuanjun asked the reason, and Bai Minghe said: "It's only two days before the New Year. I don't have time to ask too much for the past. In my Bai Minghe's eyes, there is only success, and I won't find any excuses to excuse my failure. Not to mention forty stones of grain, even four hundred taels of silver, it's not a problem in my Bai Minghe's eyes."

The white-famous crane is so bold.

Sun Yuanjun couldn't believe it, nor did he dare not disbelieve it.

I heard Bai Minghe say, "There are too many ways to make money, but I think Bai Minghe in Guanzhong is upright and I will never use those tricks."

Sun Yuanjun didn't believe it very much this time and said, "Husband, if there is really no way, why not ask the elders from the clan to discuss it."

"Just, what does it mean to be impossible?" Bai Minghe was aroused by arrogance and said loudly: "There are many chicken farmers in the village. If I can make eggs into a square table, I don't know if I can sell them ten times the price."

"Yes!" Who has heard of it, and who has seen Fangjiong. If you get this to Zhuozhou City, you dare to charge dozens of cents for a Fangjiong.

Bai Minghe smiled coldly: "But I, Bai Minghe, don't use such small means."

The white-name crane in Sun Yuanjun's eyes immediately became extremely tall. This is his husband, a gentleman, a dignified juren, and a white-name crane.

"Help me collect some things and find a few reliable people." Bai Minghe's eyes changed, and he became very serious.

The things Baiminghe wants are very strange. First, he asked for green bamboo. In the middle of winter, it is not easy to find green bamboo.

The second one is a turtle, which is even more outrageous. In the winter, the turtle is hibernating.

Uncle Sun threw out his harsh words and searched for them all night. All the male men in the village went out to search. If you can't find Xiaquan Village, you won't have to celebrate the New Year.

There are two more, both mercury and clean hair.

Mercury is easy to talk about. My uncle went to a Taoist temple and could ask for something even if he wanted it. He had to sacrifice his hair. His body and skin were taken from his parents, so it was definitely a sacrifice for someone to cut some hair.

The one who sacrificed was naturally Bai Minghe. He was reluctant to turn his uncomfortable hair into short hair.

Late at night, Bai Minghe took out snow in the room, and started to make ingredients with three other things. His hair was rubbed in the soil and then washed, just to avoid grease.

"If there was no such Xueha, I would not have thought of this method." The four materials were mixed, and there were only a few.

The first is snow. The second is the juice made by green bamboo with charcoal fire. The third is the turtle urine. The fourth is the gray hair.

The four objects were combined into one. Sun Yuanjun learned everything he learned and used this material to find the most ancient bronze mirror from the village to draw a picture of a lady from the Tang Dynasty. He chose the Tang Dynasty because this bronze mirror itself was a product of the Tang Dynasty.

Next, in the yard, several Su Lao took turns to play. First, they used talc powder to grind the original painting, and then began to polish the bronze mirror with cork and mercury. This was a meticulous job. If the polishing was not fine, the surface of the bronze mirror was not smooth enough.

One night, more than half a day passed, and the closed courtyard gate opened again. The old uncle and his grandfather left with a few old man who were so tired that he couldn't even walk on the road, leaving behind an extremely smooth bronze mirror.

This bronze mirror looks ordinary. But after looking closely, there is a Tang Dynasty maid who looks like a lifelike and seems to be dancing gracefully!

"Husband, this..." Sun Yuanjun really couldn't believe his eyes. He turned around and looked at the remaining materials on the table, and immediately prepared to put them away. But who would have thought that Bai Minghe threw all the materials into the toilet. Not only that, he also slapped Sun Yuanjun's small PP.

"Husband!" Sun Yuanjun looked distressed. He didn't understand why he was beaten.

"This is not the right way. If it weren't for the life and death of the two villages, I would never use it. I think Bai Minghe, a Bai Minghe, is well-read in poetry and books, is loyal and courageous, and is the most important thing in dealing with people and things. This method will never be used again." Bai Minghe's expression of righteousness made Sun Yuanjun's eyes fly.

Worship, great, this person is his husband, and he is really a gentleman.

Bai Minghe looked at the bronze mirror and smiled, thinking about the story of the two famous stamps in later generations. There are only two out-of-print stamps in the world. Each one is worth five million, but if one of them is burned, then how much is the out-of-print worth only one.

Such a bronze mirror should have only one side in the world.

Fortunately, Sun Yuanjun's painting skills are definitely at the level of a little master, and this thing is definitely a treasure.

Bai Minghe was tired and fell asleep on the bed with Yi. Sun Yuanjun held the bronze mirror and looked at the mirror for a while. The more he looked, the more magic he became. Then he looked at Bai Minghe. The more he looked, the more he liked it, his face was full of smiles. He fell asleep with a smile on his face, and he was smiling in his dreams.

On New Year's Eve, every village and every household is preparing for the New Year, and many big households are already dressing up with lights.

Bai Minghe came to visit Lu and was still treated with courtesy.

In the courtyard of Lu's family, fireworks have been piled up into mountains. I heard that the fireworks are worth at least hundreds of taels of silver. As the largest large household in Fangyuan here, the owner spent hundreds of taels of silver to set off fireworks during the New Year. The family was just a firework craftsman, and they raised dozens of people.

Lu, today is New Year's Eve, and many people have returned home.

There are dozens of scholars and young people who have a degree of education just above the age of the age of the age of the age of the age of the age of the age of the age of the age of the age of the age of the age of the age of the age of the age of the age of the age of the age of the age of the age of the age of the age of the age of the age of the age of the age of the age of the age of the age of the age of the age of the age of the age of the age of the age of the age of the age of the age of the age of the age of the age of the age of the age of the age of the age of the age of the age of the age of the age of the age of the age of the age of the age of the age of the age of the age of the age of the age of the age of the age of the age of the age of the age of the age of the age of the age of the age of the age of the age of the age of the age of the age of the age of the age of the age of the age of the age of the age of the age of

Bai Minghe is a juren and has some identity. Today is another good day. He visited the contemporary patriarch of the Lu family on weekdays and went to salute the old lady of the Lu family to celebrate the New Year.

Old Mrs. Lu comes from the Wang family in Taiyuan, and is also the legitimate daughter of a large clan, and he currently has the status of an imperial decree.

The one who is named a third-rank lady!

When the old lady Lu saw Bai Minghe, she spoke, "Your grandfather had some relationship with the Lu family in her early years. She once taught the classics in Lu's school. Many of the Lu family's children were also taught by your grandfather. You have heard about borrowing food everywhere, and I have heard of it. It is said that you should help you once, but the Lu family is unwilling to have a bad relationship with Qili and Twenty-Eight Villages."

Bai Minghe quickly stood up and bowed: "Please tell me why?"

"I'm asking you, what were your plans to come to the Lu family?" asked Old Lady Lu.

Bai Minghe took out a cloth bag from his arms: "Regarding the old lady, I was originally planning to take out a treasure material to cover!"

"Pledge?" Old Mrs. Lu became interested and did not look at the treasure, but just asked about the pledge.

"I don't know what happened in Xiaquan Village to you. But since my wife comes from Xiaquan Village, I voluntarily solve this problem for Xiaquan Village. No matter what, I will do my best!" Bai Minghe said, and couldn't bow.

A middle-aged man in a regular suit stood up and came to Bai Minghe: "Do you know that this matter has been around for at least twenty years, and has not been resolved by previous prefectures and counties. There are still 45 days left to be the day of the examination. I advise you to go back and study with peace of mind and prepare for the examination. My Lu family will give you ten stones of grain to solve the current urgent need for coal burning!"

"If you don't decide this, you won't try!" Bai Minghe gave another stubbornly.

Everyone here in the Lu family is full of fame and fortune. Everyone knows what fame and fortune mean to scholars? If you dare to say such ruthless words, you are either crazy or a truly loyal person.

"Forget it, San'er, tell him what happened!" Old Lady Lu spoke, and the middle-aged man standing next to Bai Minghe first bowed to the old Lady: "My mother's order." Then he said to Bai Minghe: "This matter is a dead end. All the problems in these eight miles and thirty-two villages are on the water."

After listening to the detailed lecture of the fifth-rank official in the capital, Bai Minghe understood.

There are only two water sources in these villages, one is spring water, which is the spring water in the west mountain of Xiaquan Village. The other is a small tributary of the Juma River. This tributary does not have much water. It is still dry season in spring, and these waters are not enough for all the land in the eight miles and thirty-two villages.

Because of this, the number of downfields in Bali and Thirty-Two Villages accounted for as much as 70%. All the upfields are only 100 acres, and all are in Xiaquan Village. It is just because this tributary passes through Xiaquan Village.

For more than 20 years, people have been killed every year due to fighting for water.

It just met Old Man Yan's words.

No one is wrong, it's all for the sake of life.
Chapter completed!