Jingzhou is a major transportation route leading to Guizhou and Guangxi in southwestern Hunan. There is a flying mountain in the west of the city. It is known as the "first peak in southern Chu" for its "danger, steep, strange and beautiful". Against it, there is another "Five Old Peak", which is ranked side by side, just like the Five Old Peaks.

Jingzhou is not only beautiful and has pleasant scenery, but also located on important roads, with many merchants and extremely prosperous. Because the locals often come into contact with foreigners, they also speak the Ming Dynasty's Mandarin language, which looks quite like a big city.

But Ye Xiaotian came from the capital. The people under the emperor's feet not only had a high vision, but also had a high spirit. No matter how big the city you saw along the way, they were all in the countryside. The people living in this city were naturally also in the countryside. Perhaps only Suhang or Jinling would face it.

Because of this mentality, Ye Xiaotian was calm and natural when entering Jingzhou City. He saw an old man with white hair, holding his little granddaughter with his hair comb's horns staggeringly. Ye Xiaotian immediately sang a fat look and asked, "Do you know where the Yang Mansion in Jingzhou is located? Haha, Yang Lin, the owner of the Yang family, is an official in Beijing, I believe the old man must know his mansion."

Old man: "@#%￥%&&*&………………”

Ye Xiaotian said: "Uh... can the old man speak official words?"

The old man shook his head, obviously he was a person who could not listen or speak. Ye Xiaotian smiled bitterly and retreated, stopped a scholar and bowed, "Ah! Mr., please ask where is the Yang Mansion in Jingzhou? The owner of the Yang family is an official in Beijing, with his surname Yang's name Lin..."

"Pooh!"

The scholar who was originally smiling and reciprocating suddenly changed color, and spitted out in disgust and left. Ye Xiaotian shook his head and sighed: "It's really good to be at home for a thousand days, but everything is difficult to go out. The fellow villagers in Jingzhou are so unfriendly!"

Ye Xiaotian gritted his teeth and asked around for a while, and finally asked where the Yang Mansion was located. He gradually found a secluded and long alley. The Yang Mansion covers a large area, with half an alley, and there is a archway at the entrance of the alley. When he walked to the Yang Mansion, he saw the red lacquer gate, red copper swallowing mouth, blue bricks spreading the ground, and white stones made steps, which was very grand.

There is a pair of male lions guarding the gate. There are six horse trotters on the left and right of the stone lions. Each horse trotter is carved of a well-organized white marble. The top is carved with a stone monkey, and the auspicious meaning is to "become a marquis immediately."

At this moment, the twelve horse-tie stakes were tied to each other, and there were many vehicles parked under the wall, and it seemed that many people were visiting Yang's mansion.

Ye Xiaotian looked at the magnificent gate of the Yang Mansion and stood firm. He was filled with excitement: After going through thousands of dangers and eighty-one difficulties, he finally arrived in the west... Oh no, Yang Mansion is here.

When Ye Xiaotian was in the capital, he heard Mr. Storytelling talk about "The Biography of Journey to the West". His mood at this moment was just like Tang Sanzang who went to the West to obtain scriptures in the story. He had the joy of finally seeking the true scriptures and having the joy of ending the suffering!

Ye Xiaotian was about to step forward and knock on the door when the gate of Yang Mansion opened with a loud bang. A birdman opened his arms and flew out from inside in fog, and landed at his feet with a bang, scaring Ye Xiaotian to raise his foot quickly so that he would not have his shoes squirted by the blood sprayed from the man's mouth.

A thin servant in a green-clothed and small hat walked out of the Yang Mansion, put his hands on his waist like a thin bean sprout, stood on the stone steps, and then followed four large and round domestic slaves, each carrying a whistle stick.

The thin servant shook his crooked hat on his head and scolded, "You guys don't even look at the place when you fight Qiufeng. Is our Yang family so easy to bully?"

The middle-aged man flew down the stone steps from the door. He fell so hard that he covered his stomach and curled up on the ground like shrimps. It took him a long time to take a breath and spit out a mouthful of blood foam. He said, "I... I am really the old man of Lord Yang. I have been passing through the treasure land and I have used up all my money. I just want a copy of Cheng Yi."

The Qingyi clerk glared at him and shouted, "Ah! When did our master hand over your incompetent old friend like you, and he actually got to the point of begging for food? You, a troublemaker, dare to argue, come, beat me, beat him hard until he changed his words!"

Immediately, a big-skinned and round-waisted slave ran down from the stone steps, took off his shoes, grabbed the man's collar, and slapped the man's head with the sole of his shoe so that he could sway left and right like a rattle, like a small boat in the wind and waves, which made Ye Xiaotian stunned.

The green-clothed servant stood on the stone steps and said proudly: "Do you know what the people of Jingzhou call me, Mr. Yang? 'Iron Rooster!' You made a bad idea and hit me, Yang Sanshu, on the head. It's really blinding your dog's eyes."

At this time, a row of geese flew past in the sky. The sound of geese sounded. Yang Sanshou pointed into the air and said proudly: "It would be nice if I, Yang Sanshou, don't go over the geese and plucked my hair. I still have the eyes-opening thing that wants to take advantage of our Yang family. Do you think you should fight?"

"Don't...beat, stop hitting, I...I have nothing to do with Lord Yang..."

The middle-aged man couldn't escape, his cheeks were swollen, and he could no longer see his true face, so he had to cry and beg for mercy. Yang Sanshu laughed and said proudly: "If you don't cry until you see the coffin, you're just a slut!"

"Tell him to get out!" Yang Sanshu ordered and twisted his butt into the gate of the Yang Mansion.

The slave who was slapped the middle-aged man put on his shoes, kicked the middle-aged man hard on the butt, shouting, "Get out quickly! Let's see us again, and beat him once and once!" After that, he glared at Ye Xiaotian, who was close to him, shouted fiercely, "What are you doing?"

Ye Xiaotian was frightened and quickly took two steps back, distanced him safely, and squeezed out a kind smile: "Passy! I am pure passerby!"

The Yang family slave heard that his accent was indeed not a local, so he waved his hand and said, "Go away and be careful to take you as a thief!"

"Bang!" The gate of the Yang Mansion was closed heavily. Ye Xiaotian shivered when he heard the sound of the door closing. Then he looked at the middle-aged man on the ground with a bruised nose and a bloody mouth. He took a deep breath of air conditioning with lingering fear and thought to himself: "Yang Lin, this dead ghost, has caused me a lot!"

Seeing that this middle-aged man is so miserable, Ye Xiaotian dared not come to the door. He suddenly remembered that Yang Lin said that he and his wife had always had different dreams, and they were in harmony with each other. When he thought of Yang Lin's family's disregard for his family after he was imprisoned, Ye Xiaotian's heart suddenly became cold: "Mrs. Yang has different feelings with her husband, and she is also addicted to money as her life. My letter..."

The middle-aged man got up, turned his head and spitted at the Yang Mansion with a fierce spitting blood, and staggered away. Ye Xiaotian thought about it, followed the man in shame, frowned: "If you just come here like this, ask Mrs. Yang to divide the property and give her daughter, and give herself another 500 taels of silver, I'm afraid she will be even worse than the one before.

Yang Lin, Yang Lin, you failed to become an official, and you failed even more. But don’t cheat me if you fail. I am so easy to come to Jingzhou thousands of miles away. I am even worse than Tang Sanzang’s journey to the West to obtain the scriptures. Now that I haven’t received the 500 taels of silver, I’m leaving like this?”

Ye Xiaotian became more and more unwilling to accept it. As he walked, he suddenly saw a man selling pears under the archway. A basket of yellow pears was placed in front of him. The man selling pears sat lazily on the ground, staring listlessly at the people passing by on the road.

Ye Xiaotian rolled his eyes, walked to the man and squatted down, reached out to take out a pear from the basket, took a bite, and said vaguely: "How do you sell pears?"

When the pear seller saw that the business came to the door, he sat down a little and said, "Three for one penny."

Ye Xiaotian took out a penny and threw it to him, picked two larger pears and put them in his arms, leaned against the stone base of the archway, sat down, turned to Yang's mansion and said, "Why are there so many cars and horses in front of the Yang mansion?"

The pear seller said, "I heard that the Yang family's master died, and all the friends from all over the world came to pay their respects."

Ye Xiaotian said in his heart: "Well, I'm not as quick as Guanyi after all. I believe that the news of Yang Lin being corrected has been sent back."

Ye Xiaotian asked again: "The Yang family has transported Mr. Yang's coffin so soon?"

The pear seller curled his lips and said sarcastically: "I heard that Mrs. Yang is not in a hurry to go to Beijing to transport her coffin. A woman who is so fond of money, hey! She is even more greedy than her man! But the funeral is still something to be done, otherwise it is easy to receive gifts."

He didn't dare to say this at first, but after hearing Ye Xiaotian's accent from another place and not very respectful to the Yang Mansion, he told the truth.

Ye Xiaotian followed his words and said, "Yes, I heard that the man was the old man Yang just now, and I don't know whether it is true or not. The Yang family is really good at it."

The pear seller sighed and said, "Who said no? This Yang family is so big that even the lady in her own family is mean to abuse her, let alone outsiders."

Ye Xiaotian was about to bring the topic to Miss Yang, but he didn't expect that the pear seller would talk about this topic on his own initiative, and immediately asked, "What's wrong with Miss Yang?"

The pear seller raised his chin and said, "Here, have you seen that alley? It's a dead end. It was built in the Yang family's yard. There is a small courtyard at the end. The eldest lady of the Yang family lives there now. She has been driven out of the Yang family's mansion for more than two years. The Yang family only pays for brown rice every month. Alas! The most toxic woman's heart..."

Ye Xiaotian was overjoyed. It was really a sleepy person who gave him a pillow. He knew all the news he wanted to know, and it didn't take any effort. Ye Xiaotian talked about the pear seller for a few more words, then walked away on the pretext, wandered around for a while, peeping in the gap that no one noticed, and then flashed into the dead end.

Ye Xiaotian went through hardships to come to Jingzhou. The only motivation that supported him to continue on the way was the 500 taels of silver. He had already planned how to spend 500 taels of silver and what kind of business he had done after getting 500 taels of silver. How could he give up easily?

Seeing that Mrs. Yang was not a good lady, Ye Xiaotian thought of Miss Yang. In this matter, the interests of the two of them were consistent. If they found Miss Yang, he would have the most determined allies locally. Then, with Miss Yang, she would go to court to ask the official to make a decision with her.

Once this matter is in court, Mrs. Yang will have no choice but to be domineering. After all, Yang Lin is the head of the family and can only divide the property according to Yang Lin's will. After he gets his own reward, he will immediately leave Jingzhou. No matter how much Mrs. Yang is annoyed by him, what can he do?

These are Ye Xiaotian's plans. He was quick to think and hesitated. Ye Xiaotian entered the dead end and walked to the end. He saw a dilapidated yard with stones built into a one-person-high courtyard wall. The yard was deserted. Although it was cleaned up, it was not angry.
Chapter completed!