Chapter 1178
Chapter 1178
Zhang Xian returned to the residence cautiously.
Knock knock knock!
Knock knock knock!
no one!
Deng Qi hasn't come back yet!
Zhang Xian unlocked and entered the house.
He sat there with sudden palpitations.
He stood up and walked up and down.
"wrong!"
He went out again and went to the wine shop first.
The agreed place is now empty.
The two villains also left.
The guy was dozing off lazily, the shopkeeper heard the footsteps, raised his eyes, and then lowered his head to settle the accounts again.
Deng Qi is not here!
Zhang Xian slowly approached the scene of the incident.
There are a lot of sergeants here, all looking inside vigilantly.
Not caught?
Zhang Xian was secretly happy.
Squeak!
Squeak!
There was the sound of a big car coming from the alley.
Many people gathered together to discuss the pros and cons of the commotion here today.
Zhang Xian hid in it.
"It is said that the secret spies of Jinyiwei in Northern Xinjiang came here to inquire about information, and they were hunted down by the people of Yingwei."
"Did you catch it?"
"I don't know."
"The old man's house was searched several times in the previous house search."
"Yeah! My toilet has been stabbed with a bamboo pole."
"The thieves of the Jin Yiwei are cunning, you should be more careful."
Deng Qi is cunning, he must have escaped!
Zhang Xian comforted himself in his heart.
Squeak!
Squeak!
Wheels roll.
The cart drove out of the alley.
The people in front were a little commotion, "I caught it."
"That's the secret spy of Jin Yiwei, right?"
"yes!"
Zhang Xian felt cold and squeezed up.
The cart drove slowly out of the alley.
A man was lying on the wagon.
getting closer
Deng Qi was lying on it, holding a short knife in both hands, the short knife was stuck in the lower abdomen, and the blood coagulated into a lump in the lower abdomen.
He stared at Ning Xing's sky blankly with his lost eyes, his body trembled slightly with the vibration of the cart.
As if, still alive.
A woman next to him scolded: "You dog thief, damn it!" After scolding, she still looked at Zhang Xian, "You think so?"
"Yes!" Zhang Xian nodded.
The cart came slowly and passed in front of him.
Zhang Xian looked at that face, lowered his eyes slightly, and said silently: "Brother, let's go!"
He beat his chest hard.
The woman looked at him curiously, "Uncomfortable?"
Zhang Xian nodded, "My heart hurts!"
He turned and disappeared into the crowd.
People from the mission also came out.
"This is the person who entered your residence."
Wan Lingxiao said contemptuously: "You didn't realize it?"
The two masters accompanying him couldn't say that they wanted to avoid suspicion, and they didn't dare to get involved in the fight between the two big shots, so they avoided Yang Yun.
The embarrassing atmosphere made Wan Lingxiao, who presided over the operation, very satisfied, but saw the expressions of the accompanying sergeants of the mission.
A sergeant beat his chest hard.
boom!
So did another sergeant.
boom!
The sergeants dare not openly support Northern Xinjiang.
But they knew that the man on the cart was a warrior.
The Northern Border Army beat Datang's mortal enemy so badly that he could hardly take care of himself.
In Chang'an's view, this is the cruelty of the rebels.
But in the eyes of the bottom sergeants, they are warriors! …
There are eyeliners on the mirror stage () and palace eyeliners in the mission. They dare not speak out, but they can use this method to express their respect for the warriors.
Do not!
It's a tribute to my comrades!
boom!
boom!
boom!
Seeing them beating her chest, the woman looked at the empty left side in amazement, "It's exactly the same as that man just now!"
It was Jiang Hua who came to say goodbye to the mission.
Yang Yuan hasn't been out of the house since he saw the corpse of Jin Yiwei's spy.
Yingwei is still in Dasuo City.
The mission heard the news that the secret agent of Jinyiwei who committed suicide that day was not the one who entered the mission's residence to snoop.
When Yingwei was chasing the spy, the person who committed suicide showed up and took them away.
Although I don't know if the news has been leaked... People from the Eagle Guard came to the mission's residence and asked if anyone was talking about the outcome of the negotiation at that time.
no one!
Even Yang Yuan shook his head.
Then, he relaxed all over.
The corners of the mouth even curled up weirdly.
As if mocking something.
The embassy waited outside the city.
The Daliao official who saw him off spoke to Yang Yuan without saying a word, but Yang Yuan just hmmmm.
Like a doll.
Jiang Hua came back and looked at the spring breeze.
"thanks for treatment!"
He cupped his hands, Shen Tong said with a smile: "Come often!"
"Definitely!" Jiang Hua said with a smile, "Next time we will receive you in Chang'an."
"It's easy!" Shen Tong cupped his hands, "Bon voyage."
The mission departs.
gallop all the way.
The accompanying officials from the Northern Liao Dynasty couldn't bear the hardship,
But Jiang Hua still disliked being too slow.
Return to Chang'an one day earlier, and ask for credit one day earlier.
On the other side, Zhang Xian was galloping as a businessman.
"To collect debts so quickly?" The sergeant at the checkpoint on the road laughed.
Zhang Xian handed over the three Wen money according to the unspoken rules, while cursing: "Gou Ri, I paid the goods in advance, the goods should have been delivered to Ningxing last month, this is trying to take my money! "
"If it doesn't work, the person has already run away."
The sergeants laughed and let them go.
"The monk can't run away from the temple if he can run!" Zhang Xian rode his horse and galloped.
"This grudge, let's settle it slowly!"
On the fifth day, the mission came to the edge of a ferry.
This is a big river, the river is mighty, standing on the side is a little dizzy.
As the boat approached, Jiang Hua asked, "Are you sure about such a big water?"
The captain of the boat patted his chest and said confidently: "In the thirty miles around here, the villain is the best at punting, and everyone admires him!"
Jiang Hua felt relieved, and the servant asked freely, "But the boat hasn't capsized?"
The boat boss said, "Five times."
The waiter changed color, "Then you dare to say that your own boat is the best?"
The boat boss said: "The villain can escape from death five times, this is his skill!"
The waiter's face is earthy.
But still have to cross the river.
Jiang Hua even said that his family was the first to board the boat.
Fame and fortune can make people ignore life and death.
You can sell your soul.
Jiang Hua boarded the boat, turned his head and said, "Yang Sheren, get on the boat!"
Yang Yuan was taciturn during this journey, and everyone knew that he was conflicted in his heart, so they didn't disturb him.
Although he was conflicted in his heart, Yang Yuan still won the initiative for Datang this time, and he will probably be promoted when he returns. …
Even Jiang Hua was more polite to him.
"No."
Yang Yuan shook his head.
"You" Jiang Hua was stunned, wondering if you want to stay in Beiliao?
"Yang () Sheren, let's get on the boat!"
The accompanying Beiliao officials laughed.
"No."
Yang Yuan looked at the river and suddenly drew his sword.
"What are you doing!?"
The people around them backed away abruptly.
Yang Yuan rested the horizontal knife on his neck, Jiang Hua said, "Yang Sheren, are you crazy?"
The accompanying officials said: "Yang Sheren, you have made great contributions, and you will definitely be promoted when you go back. What are you doing?"
Yang Yuan looked at the mighty river, and said: "I promised Beiliao, that is to serve the king. But after all, I can't forgive my ancestors. Today, I die to repay my family and country."
Pull the horizontal knife.
Blood spurted.
Yang Yuan shook his body a few times, and with a plop, he fell into the river.
Immediately, it was swept away by the river.
The days of metaphysics are quiet.
Get up in the morning to practice, do morning classes, eat breakfast, and then free activities.
It was rare for Ning Yayun to leave the value room and walked slowly through the mountain gate.
"Has the headmaster selected the secret technique for Ah Liang?"
An Ziyu played with the smooth ruler, and glanced at the disciple who was standing diagonally across from him with his hands tied.The disciple shuddered, quickly lowered his head, and ran away as if they were flying after they passed by.
"The old man asked Ah Liang to try it out, let's see how he feels these days."
Ning Yayun swears that she has never been so cautious in her life.
"Teacher and disciples, don't you seem to be so cautious?" An Ziyu said which pot was not opened and which pot was lifted.
"That's Ah Liang!" Ning Yayun smiled.
An Ziyu asked: "Is it time for Ah Liang to come today?"
"Um!"
Ning Yayun stopped, "It's time for the old man to go back."
"Planting the land today!" An Ziyu said, "The headmaster should lead by example."
Metaphysics has a long history, and most of the time it was idle clouds and wild cranes.
Xianyun Yehe sounds free and easy, but people have to eat whole grains to live, and metaphysics can't learn the methods of attracting believers to give, so they have to farm the land to support themselves.
In the room where metaphysics stores secret skills, the volume of secret skills placed at the front is called: The Way of Farming.
This is the explanation of the ancestor of metaphysics, he said: What secret technique, secret technique can fill the stomach?
Satisfaction comes first.
The free and easy metaphysics is very pragmatic at heart.
It's just that I don't have the desire to chase fame and fortune.
When believers come to burn incense, Xuanxue sometimes feels disturbed.
If the believers don't come, just in time, everyone starts to argue, or go to the mountains to play.
Ning Yayun naturally knows how to farm - in fact, the first lesson for a student of metaphysics is farming.
Still the same sentence, after entering the mountain gate, the first thing to learn is how to support yourself.
Bending down, holding the straw with the left hand, swinging the sickle with the right.
Although the action is simple, this is a job that requires proficiency.
With less force, the stalks could not be cut.If you use too much force, you will hurt yourself.
Ning Yayun is obviously an old driver. After cutting off a straw with a sickle, she was exhausted.
"Headmaster!"
Ning Yayun straightened her waist and saw A Liang running ahead.
The child smiled happily, and the professors and students beside him also smiled and waved.
"A Liang!"
"Hey!"…
Ning Yayun couldn't help laughing.
"Ah Liang, come on!"
He beckoned.
Ah Liang trotted over and jumped into the field.
"Teacher, is this your field?"
"right!"
Unlike in Guozijian, after arriving in northern Xinjiang, Ning Yayun took the initiative to ask for some fields and led her disciples to cultivate them.
This is the meaning of starting all over again.
"Does Ah Liang want to learn?" Ning Yayun asked with a smile.
"Aye taught."
"Oh!()"
Ning Yayun smiled, thinking that this is what the prince wants to learn.
"Come on, try it."
Ah Liang is still young, but the sickle looks huge.
Today, Zhang Xu led the guards to guard Xiaoguogong, and he coughed dryly when he saw this, implying too much.
"Yes! It's bigger, give it to the old man!"
A Liang handed the sickle to Ning Yayun, and Ning Yayun held the blade and patted it casually.
boom!
The front half of the sickle was cut off, and the remaining half was just right for A Liang.
This light slap made Zhang Xu ponder for a while, he quietly picked up the half of the sickle, and slapped Ning Yayun with his back on his back.
boom!
The sickle shattered.
Until noon, only [-]% of the field had been harvested.
"It's time to eat!"
A disciple of metaphysics came driving a carriage.
There are meals in the vat, the staple food is steaming flatbread, the dishes are boiled mutton and vegetables, and tofu.
Ning Yayun and A Liang were sitting on the ridge of the field. Seeing that A Liang's bowl was full of vegetables, Ning Yayun took a piece of mutton over there.
"Leader teach you to eat." Ah Liang pinched it back again.
"I'm old, I can't eat so much meat." Ning Yayun smiled.
"You're not old." Ah Liang pinched it back again.
Ning Yayun looked at him with a smile, "Ah Liang, how many years do you think the old man can live?"
This question is a bit embarrassing for the child, but A Liang blurted out, "50 years!"
Ning Yayun couldn't help laughing.
"I can't eat!"
An Ziyu who passed by with food said.
The field of metaphysics was not harvested until the sun slanted westward.
"The old man and Ah Liang are going back first."
Ning Yayun threw away the sickle, led A Liang and left.
"Take a cart full of wheat back!"
An Ziyu said.
On the avenue, more than a dozen carts were piled with sacks.
"it is good!"
Ning Yayun hugged Ah Liang on the cart and sat on the cart, leading the horse by herself, and walked slowly with a sound.
Ah Liang felt sore all over, but he was very happy, "Master, can these wheat be used to make pancakes when we go back?"
"cannot!"
"Why?"
"There is water vapor in the grains of wheat, so they need to be exposed to the sun for several days."
"What about after exposure?"
"After being exposed to the sun, it has to be stored for a few months, otherwise the pasta will not taste good."
"Oh! But why?"
"This... the old man doesn't seem to know either. However, the person opposite probably knows."
On the opposite side, an old man with fluttering beard looked at them with a smile.
"Master Ning."
Ning Yayun smiled and said, "What's the matter?"
The old man cupped his hands, "Wu Rong of Yunshan, I have met Master Ning."
"Yunshan?"
Ning Yayun stopped, "Is Fu Heng here?"
Wu Rong smiled, "He is waiting for Headmaster Ning in front."
"I left Chang'an 20 years ago. I didn't expect him to be dead." Ning Yayun turned her eyes, and a horse came slowly from the wilderness on the left. …
"Elder Fu is still the same." Wu Rong said, "I came here for one thing."
"Say!"
"Yunshan has always been indifferent to the world, but the head teacher should know that the rise and fall of Fang Wai is closely related to the fate of the country. The decline of the country's fate, the decline of the mountain gate. The country's death, the mountain gate can only escape from the world, and it is close to death. Now Daliao only has Jiangzhou as a barrier , there is no longer any threat to northern Xinjiang, can we stop?"
Ning Yayun said lightly: "Fangwai people don't interfere in political affairs."
Wu Rong pointed to A Liang and said, "Really? But Master Ning took Qin Guogong's eldest son out, just like taking his own grandson. Is this non-interference in political affairs?"
"Old man, I am happy!"
Ning Yayun shook the floating dust, "Let's go."
He led the carriage and walked slowly.
Wu Rong stayed by the side of the road, smiled and said: "The future is long, Master Ning, let's go."
Ah Liang asked, "Are you going to kill me?"
Wu Rong looked at A Liang, and said seriously: "Yunshan will never dare to be unfavorable to the Duke of Xiaoguo!"
"If Yunshan dares to touch this child, there is no need for Qin Guogong's army to crush you, and the old man will lead the disciples of metaphysics to destroy your Yunshan gate!"
Ning Yayun's voice was faint and gradually faded away.
The rider from the left approached, "Elder, Ning Yayun won't agree to speak for Xiang?"
"This matter is not so easy to talk about. Let's come here, and we are going to fight first and then fight." Wu Rong said, "Ning Yayun is the top player Yang Xuan relies on. He is here, and Yang Xuan can only rest in Tao County."
"Elder Fu is waiting in front of us. Back then, the two sides were tied. In the past 20 years, Elder Fu has devoted himself to cultivation, and his progress has been astonishing. As long as he defeats Ning Yayun, Yang Xuan will be afraid of me, Yunshan."
"It's not my intention to be afraid, what I want is to make Yang Xuan stop." Wu Rong said.
"When Ning Yayun is not enough to rely on, he will have to close his eyes when he sleeps, and he will have to hug him when he goes out!"
"Look at Elder Fu!" Wu Rong said.
More than two miles ahead, an old man in Taoist robes was watching the farmers harvesting wheat in the field, quite curious.
"Do you want to expose to the sun after cutting?"
"Yes," said the farmer.
"Then grind it?"
"It has to be stored for a while, new wheat is not good, old wheat is better."
"I see!"
The old man twisted a few grains of wheat into his mouth and chewed them.
Get up and walk up the road.
Looking at Ning Yayun approaching slowly, he smiled and said, "I haven't seen you for 20 years, but Ning's teacher still has the same demeanor."
Knock knock knock!
Knock knock knock!
no one!
Deng Qi hasn't come back yet!
Zhang Xian unlocked and entered the house.
He sat there with sudden palpitations.
He stood up and walked up and down.
"wrong!"
He went out again and went to the wine shop first.
The agreed place is now empty.
The two villains also left.
The guy was dozing off lazily, the shopkeeper heard the footsteps, raised his eyes, and then lowered his head to settle the accounts again.
Deng Qi is not here!
Zhang Xian slowly approached the scene of the incident.
There are a lot of sergeants here, all looking inside vigilantly.
Not caught?
Zhang Xian was secretly happy.
Squeak!
Squeak!
There was the sound of a big car coming from the alley.
Many people gathered together to discuss the pros and cons of the commotion here today.
Zhang Xian hid in it.
"It is said that the secret spies of Jinyiwei in Northern Xinjiang came here to inquire about information, and they were hunted down by the people of Yingwei."
"Did you catch it?"
"I don't know."
"The old man's house was searched several times in the previous house search."
"Yeah! My toilet has been stabbed with a bamboo pole."
"The thieves of the Jin Yiwei are cunning, you should be more careful."
Deng Qi is cunning, he must have escaped!
Zhang Xian comforted himself in his heart.
Squeak!
Squeak!
Wheels roll.
The cart drove out of the alley.
The people in front were a little commotion, "I caught it."
"That's the secret spy of Jin Yiwei, right?"
"yes!"
Zhang Xian felt cold and squeezed up.
The cart drove slowly out of the alley.
A man was lying on the wagon.
getting closer
Deng Qi was lying on it, holding a short knife in both hands, the short knife was stuck in the lower abdomen, and the blood coagulated into a lump in the lower abdomen.
He stared at Ning Xing's sky blankly with his lost eyes, his body trembled slightly with the vibration of the cart.
As if, still alive.
A woman next to him scolded: "You dog thief, damn it!" After scolding, she still looked at Zhang Xian, "You think so?"
"Yes!" Zhang Xian nodded.
The cart came slowly and passed in front of him.
Zhang Xian looked at that face, lowered his eyes slightly, and said silently: "Brother, let's go!"
He beat his chest hard.
The woman looked at him curiously, "Uncomfortable?"
Zhang Xian nodded, "My heart hurts!"
He turned and disappeared into the crowd.
People from the mission also came out.
"This is the person who entered your residence."
Wan Lingxiao said contemptuously: "You didn't realize it?"
The two masters accompanying him couldn't say that they wanted to avoid suspicion, and they didn't dare to get involved in the fight between the two big shots, so they avoided Yang Yun.
The embarrassing atmosphere made Wan Lingxiao, who presided over the operation, very satisfied, but saw the expressions of the accompanying sergeants of the mission.
A sergeant beat his chest hard.
boom!
So did another sergeant.
boom!
The sergeants dare not openly support Northern Xinjiang.
But they knew that the man on the cart was a warrior.
The Northern Border Army beat Datang's mortal enemy so badly that he could hardly take care of himself.
In Chang'an's view, this is the cruelty of the rebels.
But in the eyes of the bottom sergeants, they are warriors! …
There are eyeliners on the mirror stage () and palace eyeliners in the mission. They dare not speak out, but they can use this method to express their respect for the warriors.
Do not!
It's a tribute to my comrades!
boom!
boom!
boom!
Seeing them beating her chest, the woman looked at the empty left side in amazement, "It's exactly the same as that man just now!"
It was Jiang Hua who came to say goodbye to the mission.
Yang Yuan hasn't been out of the house since he saw the corpse of Jin Yiwei's spy.
Yingwei is still in Dasuo City.
The mission heard the news that the secret agent of Jinyiwei who committed suicide that day was not the one who entered the mission's residence to snoop.
When Yingwei was chasing the spy, the person who committed suicide showed up and took them away.
Although I don't know if the news has been leaked... People from the Eagle Guard came to the mission's residence and asked if anyone was talking about the outcome of the negotiation at that time.
no one!
Even Yang Yuan shook his head.
Then, he relaxed all over.
The corners of the mouth even curled up weirdly.
As if mocking something.
The embassy waited outside the city.
The Daliao official who saw him off spoke to Yang Yuan without saying a word, but Yang Yuan just hmmmm.
Like a doll.
Jiang Hua came back and looked at the spring breeze.
"thanks for treatment!"
He cupped his hands, Shen Tong said with a smile: "Come often!"
"Definitely!" Jiang Hua said with a smile, "Next time we will receive you in Chang'an."
"It's easy!" Shen Tong cupped his hands, "Bon voyage."
The mission departs.
gallop all the way.
The accompanying officials from the Northern Liao Dynasty couldn't bear the hardship,
But Jiang Hua still disliked being too slow.
Return to Chang'an one day earlier, and ask for credit one day earlier.
On the other side, Zhang Xian was galloping as a businessman.
"To collect debts so quickly?" The sergeant at the checkpoint on the road laughed.
Zhang Xian handed over the three Wen money according to the unspoken rules, while cursing: "Gou Ri, I paid the goods in advance, the goods should have been delivered to Ningxing last month, this is trying to take my money! "
"If it doesn't work, the person has already run away."
The sergeants laughed and let them go.
"The monk can't run away from the temple if he can run!" Zhang Xian rode his horse and galloped.
"This grudge, let's settle it slowly!"
On the fifth day, the mission came to the edge of a ferry.
This is a big river, the river is mighty, standing on the side is a little dizzy.
As the boat approached, Jiang Hua asked, "Are you sure about such a big water?"
The captain of the boat patted his chest and said confidently: "In the thirty miles around here, the villain is the best at punting, and everyone admires him!"
Jiang Hua felt relieved, and the servant asked freely, "But the boat hasn't capsized?"
The boat boss said, "Five times."
The waiter changed color, "Then you dare to say that your own boat is the best?"
The boat boss said: "The villain can escape from death five times, this is his skill!"
The waiter's face is earthy.
But still have to cross the river.
Jiang Hua even said that his family was the first to board the boat.
Fame and fortune can make people ignore life and death.
You can sell your soul.
Jiang Hua boarded the boat, turned his head and said, "Yang Sheren, get on the boat!"
Yang Yuan was taciturn during this journey, and everyone knew that he was conflicted in his heart, so they didn't disturb him.
Although he was conflicted in his heart, Yang Yuan still won the initiative for Datang this time, and he will probably be promoted when he returns. …
Even Jiang Hua was more polite to him.
"No."
Yang Yuan shook his head.
"You" Jiang Hua was stunned, wondering if you want to stay in Beiliao?
"Yang () Sheren, let's get on the boat!"
The accompanying Beiliao officials laughed.
"No."
Yang Yuan looked at the river and suddenly drew his sword.
"What are you doing!?"
The people around them backed away abruptly.
Yang Yuan rested the horizontal knife on his neck, Jiang Hua said, "Yang Sheren, are you crazy?"
The accompanying officials said: "Yang Sheren, you have made great contributions, and you will definitely be promoted when you go back. What are you doing?"
Yang Yuan looked at the mighty river, and said: "I promised Beiliao, that is to serve the king. But after all, I can't forgive my ancestors. Today, I die to repay my family and country."
Pull the horizontal knife.
Blood spurted.
Yang Yuan shook his body a few times, and with a plop, he fell into the river.
Immediately, it was swept away by the river.
The days of metaphysics are quiet.
Get up in the morning to practice, do morning classes, eat breakfast, and then free activities.
It was rare for Ning Yayun to leave the value room and walked slowly through the mountain gate.
"Has the headmaster selected the secret technique for Ah Liang?"
An Ziyu played with the smooth ruler, and glanced at the disciple who was standing diagonally across from him with his hands tied.The disciple shuddered, quickly lowered his head, and ran away as if they were flying after they passed by.
"The old man asked Ah Liang to try it out, let's see how he feels these days."
Ning Yayun swears that she has never been so cautious in her life.
"Teacher and disciples, don't you seem to be so cautious?" An Ziyu said which pot was not opened and which pot was lifted.
"That's Ah Liang!" Ning Yayun smiled.
An Ziyu asked: "Is it time for Ah Liang to come today?"
"Um!"
Ning Yayun stopped, "It's time for the old man to go back."
"Planting the land today!" An Ziyu said, "The headmaster should lead by example."
Metaphysics has a long history, and most of the time it was idle clouds and wild cranes.
Xianyun Yehe sounds free and easy, but people have to eat whole grains to live, and metaphysics can't learn the methods of attracting believers to give, so they have to farm the land to support themselves.
In the room where metaphysics stores secret skills, the volume of secret skills placed at the front is called: The Way of Farming.
This is the explanation of the ancestor of metaphysics, he said: What secret technique, secret technique can fill the stomach?
Satisfaction comes first.
The free and easy metaphysics is very pragmatic at heart.
It's just that I don't have the desire to chase fame and fortune.
When believers come to burn incense, Xuanxue sometimes feels disturbed.
If the believers don't come, just in time, everyone starts to argue, or go to the mountains to play.
Ning Yayun naturally knows how to farm - in fact, the first lesson for a student of metaphysics is farming.
Still the same sentence, after entering the mountain gate, the first thing to learn is how to support yourself.
Bending down, holding the straw with the left hand, swinging the sickle with the right.
Although the action is simple, this is a job that requires proficiency.
With less force, the stalks could not be cut.If you use too much force, you will hurt yourself.
Ning Yayun is obviously an old driver. After cutting off a straw with a sickle, she was exhausted.
"Headmaster!"
Ning Yayun straightened her waist and saw A Liang running ahead.
The child smiled happily, and the professors and students beside him also smiled and waved.
"A Liang!"
"Hey!"…
Ning Yayun couldn't help laughing.
"Ah Liang, come on!"
He beckoned.
Ah Liang trotted over and jumped into the field.
"Teacher, is this your field?"
"right!"
Unlike in Guozijian, after arriving in northern Xinjiang, Ning Yayun took the initiative to ask for some fields and led her disciples to cultivate them.
This is the meaning of starting all over again.
"Does Ah Liang want to learn?" Ning Yayun asked with a smile.
"Aye taught."
"Oh!()"
Ning Yayun smiled, thinking that this is what the prince wants to learn.
"Come on, try it."
Ah Liang is still young, but the sickle looks huge.
Today, Zhang Xu led the guards to guard Xiaoguogong, and he coughed dryly when he saw this, implying too much.
"Yes! It's bigger, give it to the old man!"
A Liang handed the sickle to Ning Yayun, and Ning Yayun held the blade and patted it casually.
boom!
The front half of the sickle was cut off, and the remaining half was just right for A Liang.
This light slap made Zhang Xu ponder for a while, he quietly picked up the half of the sickle, and slapped Ning Yayun with his back on his back.
boom!
The sickle shattered.
Until noon, only [-]% of the field had been harvested.
"It's time to eat!"
A disciple of metaphysics came driving a carriage.
There are meals in the vat, the staple food is steaming flatbread, the dishes are boiled mutton and vegetables, and tofu.
Ning Yayun and A Liang were sitting on the ridge of the field. Seeing that A Liang's bowl was full of vegetables, Ning Yayun took a piece of mutton over there.
"Leader teach you to eat." Ah Liang pinched it back again.
"I'm old, I can't eat so much meat." Ning Yayun smiled.
"You're not old." Ah Liang pinched it back again.
Ning Yayun looked at him with a smile, "Ah Liang, how many years do you think the old man can live?"
This question is a bit embarrassing for the child, but A Liang blurted out, "50 years!"
Ning Yayun couldn't help laughing.
"I can't eat!"
An Ziyu who passed by with food said.
The field of metaphysics was not harvested until the sun slanted westward.
"The old man and Ah Liang are going back first."
Ning Yayun threw away the sickle, led A Liang and left.
"Take a cart full of wheat back!"
An Ziyu said.
On the avenue, more than a dozen carts were piled with sacks.
"it is good!"
Ning Yayun hugged Ah Liang on the cart and sat on the cart, leading the horse by herself, and walked slowly with a sound.
Ah Liang felt sore all over, but he was very happy, "Master, can these wheat be used to make pancakes when we go back?"
"cannot!"
"Why?"
"There is water vapor in the grains of wheat, so they need to be exposed to the sun for several days."
"What about after exposure?"
"After being exposed to the sun, it has to be stored for a few months, otherwise the pasta will not taste good."
"Oh! But why?"
"This... the old man doesn't seem to know either. However, the person opposite probably knows."
On the opposite side, an old man with fluttering beard looked at them with a smile.
"Master Ning."
Ning Yayun smiled and said, "What's the matter?"
The old man cupped his hands, "Wu Rong of Yunshan, I have met Master Ning."
"Yunshan?"
Ning Yayun stopped, "Is Fu Heng here?"
Wu Rong smiled, "He is waiting for Headmaster Ning in front."
"I left Chang'an 20 years ago. I didn't expect him to be dead." Ning Yayun turned her eyes, and a horse came slowly from the wilderness on the left. …
"Elder Fu is still the same." Wu Rong said, "I came here for one thing."
"Say!"
"Yunshan has always been indifferent to the world, but the head teacher should know that the rise and fall of Fang Wai is closely related to the fate of the country. The decline of the country's fate, the decline of the mountain gate. The country's death, the mountain gate can only escape from the world, and it is close to death. Now Daliao only has Jiangzhou as a barrier , there is no longer any threat to northern Xinjiang, can we stop?"
Ning Yayun said lightly: "Fangwai people don't interfere in political affairs."
Wu Rong pointed to A Liang and said, "Really? But Master Ning took Qin Guogong's eldest son out, just like taking his own grandson. Is this non-interference in political affairs?"
"Old man, I am happy!"
Ning Yayun shook the floating dust, "Let's go."
He led the carriage and walked slowly.
Wu Rong stayed by the side of the road, smiled and said: "The future is long, Master Ning, let's go."
Ah Liang asked, "Are you going to kill me?"
Wu Rong looked at A Liang, and said seriously: "Yunshan will never dare to be unfavorable to the Duke of Xiaoguo!"
"If Yunshan dares to touch this child, there is no need for Qin Guogong's army to crush you, and the old man will lead the disciples of metaphysics to destroy your Yunshan gate!"
Ning Yayun's voice was faint and gradually faded away.
The rider from the left approached, "Elder, Ning Yayun won't agree to speak for Xiang?"
"This matter is not so easy to talk about. Let's come here, and we are going to fight first and then fight." Wu Rong said, "Ning Yayun is the top player Yang Xuan relies on. He is here, and Yang Xuan can only rest in Tao County."
"Elder Fu is waiting in front of us. Back then, the two sides were tied. In the past 20 years, Elder Fu has devoted himself to cultivation, and his progress has been astonishing. As long as he defeats Ning Yayun, Yang Xuan will be afraid of me, Yunshan."
"It's not my intention to be afraid, what I want is to make Yang Xuan stop." Wu Rong said.
"When Ning Yayun is not enough to rely on, he will have to close his eyes when he sleeps, and he will have to hug him when he goes out!"
"Look at Elder Fu!" Wu Rong said.
More than two miles ahead, an old man in Taoist robes was watching the farmers harvesting wheat in the field, quite curious.
"Do you want to expose to the sun after cutting?"
"Yes," said the farmer.
"Then grind it?"
"It has to be stored for a while, new wheat is not good, old wheat is better."
"I see!"
The old man twisted a few grains of wheat into his mouth and chewed them.
Get up and walk up the road.
Looking at Ning Yayun approaching slowly, he smiled and said, "I haven't seen you for 20 years, but Ning's teacher still has the same demeanor."