dognovel Chapter 153 I didn't bring anything with me
Chapter 153 I didn't bring anything with me
"Uncle head of the village, what happened?" Yang Biao saw that the head of the village had a strange expression and asked hurriedly why.
"Hey, it's Changping Village. Those people blocked our water source and prevented the stream from flowing in." Without a clean water source, the village's plan to brew large quantities of wine would be in vain.
"Didn't we get the priority irrigation rights for the canal this year?" Yang Biao frowned. This He Shengkun is such a jerk.
"Yes, but they said that the priority irrigation of the canal is for crops, not for people to drink." The twisted logic of Changping Village really made the head of the village laugh. He wanted to go to them to reason, but was stopped by his wife. He believed that if the two villages wanted to reason with each other, they would have to use knives and sticks, and it would be best to think of a win-win solution to meet everyone's expectations.
In order to prevent villagers from getting hurt, the village head has recently been thinking about a good way to obtain water without using force.
"Uncle head of the village, do the people of Changping Village always carry iron tools when they argue?" Yang Biao remembered the story of the people of Liu Bang's Sishui Pavilion and Dongyue Pavilion fighting for the irrigation rights of the canal. He could totally copy the story.
"Iron is controlled by the court, and large amounts of iron are not allowed." The court has laws, but for more than a hundred years, haven't villages always used iron tools to argue with each other? The head of the village didn't understand what Yang Biao meant by asking this question, but he still replied.
"Uncle head of the village, let me tell you..." Yang Biao leaned close to the head of the village and whispered his plan.
"Good boy, I'll do as you say." This method is perfect, but it's a bit shady. But so far he hasn't thought of a better way.
The village head hurriedly called Yang Jin home and asked him to find He Shengkun and tell him that the people from Yangjia Village would discuss the issue of the water source with them tomorrow.
next day
Early in the morning, the head of the village took a group of young and old men from the village to Changping Village to seek justice.
"Yang Tianding, your entire village has a population of only about 1,500 to 1,600 people. What do you need so much water for?" The village has few people yet they want more water. He Shengkun looked at these people in Yangjia Village with contempt.
"He Shengkun, your Changping Village is big, but it only has a little over 2,000 people. There are less than 500 more people than our village. What's there to be proud of?" The head of the village was not to be outdone. "It's only less than 500 more people. If the young men of the Yang family work hard at night, the population of Yangjia Village will catch up with your village."
"You..." He Shengkun was a little annoyed. He knew clearly that he only had two sons, and his eldest son died suddenly of some unknown illness at the age of twelve at night. Was he scolding him for having few descendants?
"Thirty years in the east, thirty years in the west. Don't be too proud of yourself." He Shengkun glared at the head of the village who had six sons with gritted teeth, wishing he could beat him to the ground immediately.
"Uncle village head, people are coming!" Yang Biao saw Yang Shuiqian leading soldiers coming not far away, so he reminded the village head in a low voice.
"What am I proud of? He Shengkun, you villain! Even the heaven is punishing you by making you lose your son." In ancient times, the death of a son was the greatest pain in a person's life, and the head of the village deliberately used this incident to provoke him.
"You son of a bitch, Yang Tianding, I'm going to teach you a lesson today." He Shengkun didn't want to waste any more words on him because he had more people on his side, so he would kill him. He gestured to the villagers and asked them to start.
The people of Changping Village were like wild horses that could not be caught, and they directly rushed into the crowd of Yangjia Village with shovels, hoes and spades.
"Stop!" At this moment, a large group of officials came over. The head of the village wiped the cold sweat from his face and finally succeeded.
"According to the laws of the Shang Dynasty, gathering together to fight is considered treason. Arrest them all." A gang fight actually happened in his jurisdiction. They are trying to ruin his good life, the leading official said angrily.
"Sir, we don't have any iron tools with us!" The soldiers also wanted to kidnap his people. Yang Biao cried out for injustice. If he was thrown into jail, he would never get out unless he paid a thousand taels of silver to each of them.
"No one in your village has any iron tools?" He Shengkun, who was tied up, was shocked. When he saw that they really didn't bring any weapons, he came to his senses and realized that he had been tricked by the people from Yangjia Village.
"Yes, sir, we are innocent. We don't have anything on us." Yang Bowen and the others raised their hands, indicating that they were here to reason.
The usually arrogant and domineering people of Changping Village were captured by the officers and soldiers. Everyone cheered, and today they finally got rid of their anger.
"Qian'er, Bowen, dig up the earth slope that is blocking the water source!" The head of the village was very happy. Now he no longer had to worry about water for making wine.
"Let's dig together, faster!" The soldiers confiscated all the iron tools of the people in Changping Village, and Yang Biao and his colleagues did not bring any farming tools, so they could only break some branches from the side of the dirt road to dig up the blocked canal.
The original efficiency of using tools was low, but fortunately, more than a hundred people worked together. Everyone talked and laughed while working and did not feel tired. It was not until the sun was high at noon that the opening of the canal was dug to about one meter.
"Brother Qian, Bo Wen, remember to have someone check this canal every now and then." The village head instructed a few young men to prevent the water outlet from being blocked by fallen branches and dead leaves.
"Okay, Li Zhengye (great grandfather)!" The two agreed.
"Then let's go back and have dinner. Let's not talk about what happened today. It's so embarrassing!" In ancient times, if you didn't fight with real guns and bullets to seize the water source, you would still be cursed for such scheming.
"Don't worry, Grandpa, we know." Yang Bowen and others also thought that this matter was not handled in an open and aboveboard manner. If the people of Changping Village who were arrested this time want to get out of jail, they will have to lose everything they have. But apart from using this method, they can't think of any other good solution.
"Brother Biao, why is there blood on your body?" Xiao Zhang heard the women who came to visit her family talking about the fight between the two villages over the water source. When she saw Yang Biao coming back, she saw the blood on his clothes at a glance, and she was immediately nervous, worried that the child was beaten by the people from Changping Village.
"Oh, it was today that the people from Changping Village fought. The person next to me was injured, and the blood got on me." Although Yang Shuiqian stuffed money into the leader of the soldiers and the soldiers arrived in time, some people from Yangjia Village were still injured, and Yang Biao was splashed with their blood.
"People in Changping Village have always been like this. You are too careless." Xiao Zhang disagreed with them coming to the door for water. The wells in the village could meet everyone's daily water needs. Brewing less wine would only mean making less money. Health is the most important thing.
"Yang Biao, hurry to your great-grandfather's house. People from Changping Village are causing trouble in our village." The family was still eating when they heard Yang Bowen shouting outside his door, asking him to find a way to resolve the matter quickly.