Qiao Yue was surprised, she didn't expect that there was such an isolated village hidden in the depths of this vast mountain, which was very different from Nanhu.

Before, when I heard that Jiang Hong's friend who was here was a miracle doctor, the picture that appeared in Qiao Yue's mind was a thatched house built in a corner of Zhong Lingyuxiu's valley, or a courtyard house, with green bamboo, streams, and precious exotic flowers and plants, but she never thought that this would be a village.

This reminded Qiao Yue of the situation described in an article called "The Story of the Peach Blossom Spring" in the black stone: When the forest runs out of water, there will be a mountain, and the mountain has a small mouth, as if there is light. Drop off the boat and enter from the mouth. At the beginning, it is extremely narrow, and only then can it be passed. After dozens of steps, it suddenly became clear. The land is flat, the houses are like that, and there are good fields and beautiful ponds and mulberry bamboos. Qianmo traffic, chickens and dogs smell each other. Among them, the men and women are dressed like outsiders. Yellow hair hangs down and is happy.

At this time, the kneel in front of Qiao Yue made Qiao Yue not know how to respond for a while, the man wrapped in a turban had a dark face, but the thick heat and reverence in the eyes that looked at Qiao Yue on that face could not hide the calmness in his bones.

"Maybe... Maybe... You've mistaken someone! ”

Qiao Yue's expression was a little cramped, and she whispered, looking at Jiang Hong with a pair of eyes asking for help, since his old man lives here, it is better to leave the rest of the matter to Jiang Hong, she really has no experience in dealing with this kind of scene.

Jiang Hong gestured a few gestures that Qiao Yue couldn't understand, but Qiao Yue saw that there was a kind of majesty in his demeanor, and his eyes were awe-inspiring. is not angry and self-assured, and there is no kindness and gentleness at all in normal days.

It is more appropriate to say that it is an old man, but in fact, it is more appropriate to give orders to his subordinates.

The man in front of him should be the village chief of this village, and after understanding Jiang Hong's order, he hurriedly stood up, his eyes always looking at Qiao Yue and Liu Xing beside her, intentionally or unintentionally.

The grand welcome scene not only made Qiao Yue cramped, but even Liu Xing was a little scared, staring straight at Qiao Yue with a pair of eyes, carefully hiding behind Qiao Yue.

The man in front of him made way of a large passage, and about five hundred paces away, a number of women and children could be seen standing up, and the eyes of the children who were close to him flashed with innocence and curiosity. The eyes of the grown men and women were full of heat and respect.

It's not the old man. It's your father's subordinate!

Jiang Hong's words in front of Qiao Yue's eyes kept coming to her mind, and she stiffly responded to these enthusiastic villagers, which made Qiao Yue feel a little uneasy.

Father! What the hell is it for, how can there be so many subordinates?

This question began to appear in Qiao Yue's mind.

Inadvertent gaze. Qiao Yue discovered a feature. All of these forty-five-year-old men had unusually strong bodies. As long as they pay a little attention to their regular steps, they will find that the distance they inadvertently take seems to be measured, with only a slight deviation.

Look further afield. All the people who appeared were in full view, maybe this village chief was the oldest old man in this village, and there were no older old people appearing, which means that these people were not born and raised in this valley, and should have moved here in the past one or two decades.

Army!

A very obvious answer came out in Qiao Yue's mind, except for this answer, nothing could explain the strict discipline that these people had revealed intentionally or unintentionally.

Just like in the Peach Blossom Spring, walking across the single-plank bridge in the ravine, there were a few dog barking sounds in the deep valley, perhaps because he was afraid that the dog would disturb Qiao Yue, and the dog barking just now was immediately suppressed by a few stuffy sticks.

There was a sound of water hula in front of her, and Qiao Yue turned her head to look, and saw several shirtless men carrying the wild boars and goats that had just been slaughtered to wash in the stream.

Maybe it was because he found Qiao Yue looking at them, the man who was squatting on the edge of the ravine looked up at Qiao Yue respectfully, and then he smirked, turned around and shouted into the dark night behind him: "The eldest lady has arrived!" Firing!!! ”

With the man's shout, through the faint light of the fire, you can see a lot of figures on the flat ground not far away, several strong women poured fire oil on the firewood in the middle of the flat ground, and then there was a boom and boom, and the firewood on the flat ground suddenly burst into flames.

The man by the stream put on the roughly washed wild boar meat with an iron chisel, and ran in the direction of the fire with a smile on his back.

The leading village chief shouted commandingly: "Give me a quick action!" ”

After shouting, he turned around and said to Qiao Yue apologetically: "Time is too tight, I neglected the eldest lady..."

Speaking of this, he paused, as if he didn't get to the point, and said with a swarthy face: "Don't worry, Miss, we are all doing well, you see, we have a bumper harvest every year, every family has at least three years of grain storage, and there is meat at once, no need to pay taxes, let alone serve forced labor, the eldest lady must remember to tell Hou Ye when she looks back, the brothers are doing well, Hou Ye is good to us, we will never forget it for the rest of our lives, as long as Hou Ye gives an order, 1,500 men in Tibetan Medicine Village must be swords, mountains and fires, and their brows will not frown!" ”

The village chief's words made Qiao Yue inexplicable, and her brows furrowed slightly.

Hou Ye? How can my father be Hou Ye, and will a tofu seller be Hou Ye? No matter what you say, Qiao Yue will not believe it, saying that she was once a general, Qiao Yue will definitely believe it, but saying that he is the Hou Ye, Qiao Yue will not believe what she says, whose Hou Ye will live so miserably!

Seeing Qiao Yue's frowning brows, the village chief thought that he had said something wrong, patted his brain and hurriedly thought about it, and then grabbed a child about eight or nine years old from the side and said: "Miss, don't worry, we all obey the instructions of the Hou Ye, our generation is illiterate, but our children can read and write!" ”

As he spoke, he slapped the child on the head and said, "Recite poems, quickly recite poems to the eldest lady!" ”

The child was stunned, and then shook his head: "The moonlight in front of the bed." Suspected of frost on the ground, look up at the bright moon, and bow your head to think of your hometown. ”

Hearing the poem blurted out by this child, Qiao Yue trembled with fright, and almost fell into the stream, she hurriedly covered the black stone hanging on her chest, and asked in a trembling voice: "This poem... Who taught you this poem? ”

Oh, yes! If this poem is heard by others, there will definitely be no problem, but Qiao Yue knows. This poem was written by a famous poet named Li Bai. But there is no famous poet Li Bai in the history of this world, and this time, Qiao Yue's chest kept rising and falling, which had to shock Qiao Yue.

The village chief slapped the child on the head again. said: "Quickly answer the little lady." Who taught this poem! ”

The child glanced at the village chief aggrievedly. The immature voice said: "Uncle Lei, isn't this what you taught, everyone in the village knows it." You said that you recited the poem when you saw Hou Ye looking at the moon in the sky..."

Lei Peng's old face froze, a little embarrassed, and when he was about to speak, Qiao Yue looked at him seriously and said, "Master Hou!" Who are you talking about? ”

Oh, yes! The knowledge in the black stone was regarded by Qiao Yue as the only secret she knew in this world, and being blurted out at this time had to make Qiao Yue afraid.

Lei Peng replied: "Mighty Marquis Feng Chun! It's the eldest lady's father! ”

"My dad?"

Qiao Yue lost her voice, and her brain hurt violently, Chai Mi is my father, Qiao Yuntian is my father, and now there is another mighty Hou Feng Chun is my father, who is my father?

Qiao Yue pounded her brain fiercely, why can't she remember, why can't she think of anything, Dad, who is my father, mother? Who is my mother!

Looking at these enthusiastic and busy people, Qiao Yue suddenly felt so strange, and she felt panicked and scared for no reason.

Who's lying to me, big brother? His name is Qiao Shan, my name is Qiao Yue, and my father's name is Qiao Yuntian, this doesn't look like a lie! Feng Chun's surname is Feng, hehe, liars, they must be liars!

Qiao Yue's hand pulled Liu Xing tightly, the pores of her whole body were chilling, and she glanced at Jiang Hong, who was silent behind her, and she was suddenly a little scared in her heart, not for herself, but worried that Liu Xing's sister would also be implicated with her.

The Qimen faction really refuses to let go of themselves, is this a trick? Are they trying to make themselves theirs completely? Is it a clever way to directly change my subconscious memory?

Qiao Yue seemed to have seen this kind of clever illusion in the black stone, as if she was a very ugly girl, everyone kept saying in her ear that she was the most beautiful in the world, and in the long run, she herself would believe that it was true.

Her mind was constantly analyzing all of them, the corn at the mouth of the valley, the rice by the stream that was obviously different from the outside, and the children's poems, all of which were only found in the black stones!

Black Stone? How could they know that there are so many things in so many black stones?

Following this idea, if what these people said is true, then it becomes reasonable again, if Feng Chun is really my father, and this black stone is what she gave me, then it is logical that he knows all the knowledge in it!

Different clues, different results, Qiao Shan's words came to the conclusion that Qiao Yuntian is my father, and the qiē of this village all shows that my father is Feng Chun.

Who the hell is lying to themselves!

What's the point of lying to me as a weak woman, and what is the purpose?

Suddenly, Qiao Yue's eyes became clear, since she couldn't tell who was real and who was fake for a while, she could only rely on her own careful observation.

Don't ask Jiang Hong, don't ask these older men, maybe they are all the actors in this scene, the target can only be staring at these young children and women, maybe only in them can find some flaws.

Qiao Yue tried her best to calm the shock in her heart, and followed Lei Peng towards the village step by step, at this time she had forgotten that Jiang Hong had said that she was going to come to the old doctor who treated her.

The welcome ceremony of the village was very grand, the big bonfire was raised, the fat sheep and fat pigs on it were quickly roasted to brown, the squeaky oil dripped down, and the thick fragrance filled the air, but none of them could divert Qiao Yue's heavy thoughts now.

Children are always the easiest to get acquainted with each other, and soon, Liu Xing, who was scared just now, has already played with the children here.

Qiao Yue sat alone by a fire, surrounded by men who were about the same age as Lei Peng looking at her with hot and reverent eyes, the scene was a little different, Qiao Yue sat in the middle and couldn't speak.

Maybe Lei Peng found out that it was very impolite, when the wine in the village was taken out, Lei Peng pulled Jiang Hong to the side to drink, and the village women dressed plainly gathered towards Qiao Yue's side.

The bold village woman also has the character of a man in the barracks, and when she came over, she handed over a wine jar to Qiao Yue, and when she handed it halfway, she might have thought that this might not be polite, so she immediately changed her hands, her movements were very restrained, and she said carefully: "Miss, drink, the night is cold in the mountains, warm up..."

Qiao Yue smiled slightly, tried her best to be very friendly, took the wine jar handed over by the woman, just moistened her lips slightly, and was vigilant, she didn't dare to drink the wine of these people.

Whether it was pretentious or perfunctory, in short, in the eyes of these women, Qiao Yue drank their wine, and all the women around Qiao Yue immediately became happy.

A thick-legged and fat-faced woman poured a mouthful of wine into her mouth, and then pulled out a dagger from her waist with a bright and shining cold light, and cut a big piece of meat on the roasted sheep in the middle and handed it to Qiao Yue: "Eldest lady eats meat!" ”

Qiao Yue paid attention to her dagger, the appearance of this dagger was very special and it was only the style of black stone, Qiao Yue was sure that this dagger was definitely much better than the one outside.

Taking the meat handed over by the woman, she casually asked, "Auntie, the knife is very good, is it made by the village itself?" ”

The woman snorted, hurriedly swallowed the meat in her mouth, and said, "Well, it's all made by yourself, my man said, without the order of the Hou Ye, the people in our village will not go out of the mountain for generations!" ”

"Oh?" Qiao Yue was puzzled, "Where did the corn at the entrance of the village come from, as far as I know, there is no such grain outside!" ”

The woman thought for a moment and said, "It's early! When we moved here, we brought seeds with us, and at that time I had just married my man, and I heard my man say that it was the grain that Hou Ye found from overseas..."

Saying this, the woman's face showed disdain: "It's not a good food, it's not suitable for people to eat, and it's not bad to raise chickens and pigs." ”

Qiao Yue nodded, thought about it and asked, "What about this knife!" There's no such craftsmanship out there! ”

A woman next to her was obviously a little drunk, completely forgetting about being respectful or something, and immediately came over and said: "It's all taught by Hou Ye, iron smelting, salt making, and brine, all of which are skills passed down by Hou Ye when the men used to fight with Hou Ye in the barracks, and all of them will!" ”

"All of them?"

Qiao Yue wondered again in her heart, if so many people knew these skills, why didn't there be such a good knife on the market in the entire Shun Dynasty, and there was no grain like corn!

Qiao Yue pretended to take a sip of the wine jar to her mouth, and then asked, "Then under the Hou Ye, how many soldiers like you can be self-sufficient?" ”

The drunken woman looked up and thought about it, and it took a long time to reply: "Listen to my man, it seems to be 100,000!" (To be continued......)