Tang: I have a god-level city
7 Drum beating, urn gold, ten thousand miles of smoke!

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"Ten coins for one zhang."

Zhangsun Yun replied. She then placed a pile of coarse cloth on the table and raised her head, preparing to do business.

However, the moment she raised her head, her entire body trembled and her eyes were dull.

The coarse cloth that he had just picked up fell to the ground with a crash.

Yun Buhen looked at his mother's dazed expression and smiled.

"Mother."

The soft call immediately woke Zhangsun Yun up.

She suddenly reacted and grabbed Yun Buhen's hands.

"No, you don't hate me?"

Her emotions were very agitated, and it could even be said that she could not control them.

How many years had it been? It had been more than ten years! She had raised Yun Buhen all by herself. For such a long time, Yun Buhen had been bedridden.

She had thought that Yun Buhen would never be saved in this lifetime.

She had even thought that if one day, she could no longer support Yun Buhen and could no longer hold on.

Then she would commit suicide and tell Yun Buhen the secret that was buried deep in her heart.

"I don't hate you. Are you okay? You're standing up?"

Zhangsun Yun was very emotional, and her face was filled with tears. She had waited for this day for too long.

"Yes, mother. I have already recovered. From now on, I am no longer the trash lying on the bed.”

Yun Buhen replied excitedly.

At this moment, a pleasant surprise descended upon Zhangsun Yun.

After his excitement subsided, Zhangsun Yun asked Yun Buhen to sit beside him.

She held Yun Buhen's hand and spoke incoherently. It was obvious that she did not even know what to say.

However, Yun Buhen took the initiative to explain because he had to explain about Li Yuanba and the others in the future.

"Mother, actually, I met Master. When his mother came to Youzhou City, his master came to his home for water.”

"Then, because Master took a fancy to my talent, he took me in as his personal disciple.”

After saying that, Yun Buhen looked behind him and gestured to Li Yuanba.

Previously, Yun Buhen had discussed this with Li Yuanba.

"Mother, this is Li Yuanba, Master's in-name disciple.”

That's right, Yun Buhen had already thought about it. He had directly fabricated a master for himself out of thin air. After that, he would treat Li Yuanba or any future talents as his master's disciples.

They were all in-name disciples, and only Yun Buhen was a personal disciple.

"Yuan Ba greets Madam."

Although Li Yuanba wasn't very smart, he still carried out Yun Buhen's orders 100%.

As such, their cooperation was quite good, and Zhangsun Yun did not suspect anything. Yun Buhen's sudden recovery was the evidence.

After that, things became simple. Facing his mother's questions, Yun Buhen easily answered all of them satisfactorily.

"Mother, let's go back. Now that I've returned to normal, you don't have to continue doing this hard work from now on.”

Yun Buhen said seriously. As a son, he had no choice because he was paralyzed in bed. However, since she had recovered, it would be a waste of her life to let her mother continue to do such dirty and tiring work.

"But…"

His mother was a little hesitant because this coarse cloth business was the pillar of the family and the lifeline to support the mother and son.

However, looking at Yun Buhen's confident gaze, his mother, Eldest Sun Yun, chose to believe him.

"Young Master, do you need to sit on Yuan Ba's shoulder?”

Li Yuanba said to Yun Buhen.

His mother, Zhangsun Yun, was stunned. Calling him Young Master?

Fortunately, Yun Buhen had warned Li Yuanba before.

He smiled.

"Madam, Young Master is Master's personal disciple. In the future, the sect master of our lineage will be our master.”

Zhangsun Yun suddenly realized that this was the case.

Then, she looked at Yun Buhen with a complicated expression.

"As expected of his bloodline. Even now, he could still turn his luck around and become a disciple of an extraordinary expert.”

Yun Buhen did not notice his mother's expression. She was just helping her mother pack up the coarse cloth excitedly and then preparing to go home.

Because Yun Buhen knew his mother's character, she would definitely not be willing to throw these things away, so he could only bring them back.

However, in the end, Li Yuanba was the one who carried all of them.

Li Yuanba could lift ten thousand Jin, so this was as light as a feather to him.

A distance of five kilometers was still quite far. However, Yun Buhen wasn't unprepared. When Li Yuanba was summoned, he brought along his mount, the Thousand Mile Smoke Cloud Cover, in addition to the golden hammer in his hand.

This was a divine chariot, a thousand mile horse was trash.

After leaving Youzhou City, Li Yuanba only whistled as he had galloped over here in a cloud cover.

"Young Master, Madam, please get on the horse.”

Li Yuanba said respectfully.

Although Yun Buhen's body was not in good condition and could not stand the bumps. However, if the warhorse was a little slower, it could still do it.

Sitting on the back of the Thousand Miles Misty Cloud Cloak Horse and walking slowly, his mother, Zhangsun Yun, was filled with doubts.

"I don't hate him. What is the background of your master? The twin hammers in your senior brother's hands are definitely not light. Even the current world-shaking generals, Qin Qiong, Yuchi Gong, and the like, probably can't compare to them, right?”

"And this horse, there probably won't be a second one in the entire world, right?”

His mother asked the question in her heart.

However, Yun Buhen did not answer. Instead, he looked at his mother in surprise.

"Mother, you seem to be very familiar with Qin Qiong and Yuchi Gong?”

His mother's expression changed slightly, but Yun Buhen did not care. Instead, he continued to lie to his mother, saying that his master was an otherworldly expert like a land god.

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