After the sting, the spring thunder sounded, everything recovered, and the Qin people, who had been at home for a winter, walked out of the house, picked up farm tools, went into the field, and began the new year's work.

After the sting, there is the spring equinox, and after the spring equinox is Qingming.

In the Qingming season, the drizzle continues, accompanied by a drizzling rain, the winter chill has completely receded, and the whole earth has entered the season of spring flowers and the growth of all things.

Outside Linzhao City, in a small village, Qin Chuan carried a small wooden pier and sat at the door of the house, holding his face with both hands, looking at the drizzle outside, and his face was expressionless.

Spring rains are as expensive as oil, and this year's crops are sure to have a good harvest. I just don't know how many Qin people in Yuanyuan City can pick up a hoe and walk into the field.

Qin Chuan thought silently. And next to her, who was also sitting on the wooden pier, was holding her chin, looking at Qin Chuan beside her, with a trace of doubt on her face.

"Childe, Childe, what are you looking at?"

"Is the Jianghu that Childe said really so mysterious?"

"Childe, Childe, in fact, Erya also wants to follow Childe to the rivers and lakes to have a look."

Qin Chuan was still stunned, as if he hadn't heard Erya's voice.

Erya shrugged her shoulders a little boringly, she was used to Qin Chuan's appearance. Qin Chuan's body has returned to normal now, at least Old Man Sun has not stopped him from leaving the house.

After learning that his body had recovered, Qin Chuan excitedly took out the long sword called radish and waved it in the courtyard for a long time, and then accompanied by Erya, he went outside for a walk. But after returning from outside, Qin Chuan suddenly became silent.

Looking at Qin Chuan, who was judging the two of them before and after, Er Ya had some faint guesses in her heart, maybe the son was homesick. And I also want to think about my grandfather, who has been away for a few days.

"Someone once said that where there are people, there are rivers and lakes." Qin Chuan's voice interrupted Erya's thoughts.

Although some time ago, although Erya was renamed Sun Youxiang by Qin Chuan, Erya still felt that her previous name sounded better and was more pleasant.

Hearing Qin Chuan speak, Erya showed a look of surprise on her face, turned her head to look at Qin Chuan, who was still expressionless, and said, "Childe, Childe, what did you say?" ”

Qin Chuan breathed a sigh of relief, looked at the second girl beside him, a smile resurfaced on his face, and then stretched out his hand and touched the second girl's head, and said helplessly: "Son, I haven't been to the rivers and lakes either, when I grow up in the future, I'll go and see it." ”

"Is the boy taking Erya with you?" The movements of the second scholar Qin Chuan, with his chin in his hands, but his eyes were shining looking at Qin Chuan.

"That's nature." Qin Chuan said affirmatively.

"Youxiang, what ideals do you have when you grow up, tell your son." Qin Chuan found a topic and said to Erya.

Erya tilted her head and thought about it carefully, and after a long time, she said a little embarrassed: "When I grow up, I want to build a big house for my grandfather." ”

"Then can you build two?" Qin Chuan said with a smile.

"Why build two? I only have one grandfather. Er Ya looked at the son in front of him suspiciously.

"One is for your grandfather, and the other is for my son." Qin Chuan said as a matter of course.

"Oh, then I'll build three later." Erya thought about it and said a little seriously.

"Why three?" Qin Chuan was suddenly a little puzzled.

"Erya also has a house to live in." Erya said with some embarrassment.

"In this case, can the boy give these three houses a name?" Qin Chuan said with a serious face.

Seeing the expression on Qin Chuan's face, Er Ya suddenly remembered that Qin Chuan had named himself, and instantly shook his head like a rattle.

"Youxiang, what do you mean by shaking your head, is the name I gave Childe so level?" Qin Chuan feigned anger and said.

Erya wanted to nod, but seeing Qin Chuan's somewhat unhappy face, she suddenly shook her head.

Seeing Erya shaking his head, Qin Chuan's face looked better, pondered for a while, and said with some playfulness: "Rain, listen to the snow, watch the tide." ”

After saying these three names, Qin Chuan looked at the second girl beside him with some smugness and said, "How is it?" Are these names up to the next level? ”

"Childe, Erya still feels a little bad, how can ordinary people's houses have this name." The second girl pouted and retorted. In my heart, I thought that the level of the child's name was really not good.

"Eh, it's also ha, you have one of that young fragrance, let me see how your level is?" Qin Chuan said a little speechlessly, and kept muttering in his heart, is it really so bad?

"Childe, I think Erya is better than Youxiang." Erya looked at Qin Chuan with some grievances, and seemed to be very unhappy with the title of Youxiang.

"Hurry up and think of the name, hurry up and think of the name." Qin Chuan ignored this request and opened his mouth to divert the topic.

For Qin Chuan's pretending to be stupid, Erya was a little helpless, and then he no longer cared whether it was Erya or Youxiang. It's a matter of what the son says.

racked his brains and thought about it for a long time, and Erya gently spit out four words: spring, summer, autumn and winter.

Qin Chuan listened to these four words, and there were black lines constantly crossing his forehead, what kind of name is this, it is not as good as his own. But in order not to discourage Erya's enthusiasm, he raised his thumb and praised: "High, but it's really high." ”

Erya was slightly red on her cheeks, and her face was full of happiness, obviously Qin Chuan's praise made her very happy.

What the two didn't know was that the joke at this time, when Qin Chuan was fighting for hegemony in the future, when the first courtyard and the fourth floor and eight pavilions gradually surfaced, the major princes in the world understood what kind of power Qin Chuan had reached, but this is just a later story, so I won't mention it for the time being.

But when Qin Chuan and Erya were sitting at the door chatting, this small village outside Linzhao City ushered in an uninvited guest.

A middle-aged man in a robe, wearing a straw hat, held a long knife in his hand, and walked slowly along the path that ran through the village, and drops of rain fell on the scabbard with a slight sound. Some Qin people who passed by the man suddenly felt a cold breath, and they all shrank their necks, and quickly left here with faster pace.

The man in the robes walked to the small courtyard where Qin Chuan was sitting and stopped, and listened carefully to the voices inside, except for the voices of the two children, there was no one else's voice.

There are two children in the hospital. The man in the cloak immediately determined the situation inside.

At this time, Qin Chuan and Erya were reciting the popular Qingming in later generations, and when they just read that the pedestrians on the road wanted to break their souls, a loud noise came from the gate of the courtyard, and when they looked up, they saw that the wooden door that was not very strong fell down, and the man in the robe walked in slowly.

The sound attracted two people, and Qin Chuan also stopped chanting the poem and looked up at the door. And after Erya saw the man in the cloth, her face became very frightened, and then she looked at Qin Chuan with an anxious face.

"Childe, you run quickly, he's a bad person." Erya hurriedly stood up and pulled Qin Chuan to run into the house.

"It's useless, even if you run, where can you run." Qin Chuan didn't move his body, but he took the long sword called radish in his hand by his side, stepped forward, and blocked Erya behind him.

"Come out, I'll give you a good time." The man in the cloth said hoarsely to Qin Chuan.

"Who are you?" Qin Chuan asked loudly.

"The one who killed you." The man in the cloak said as he reached out and pulled out the long knife in his hand.

"I'll only kill you, if you don't want that little girl to die with you, come out by yourself, otherwise, don't blame me for being ruthless." The man in the cloak said to Qin Chuan in the house.

"Childe, don't go." Erya looked at Qin Chuan with slightly red eyes.

Qin Chuan turned around and patted Erya's shoulder, and said in a somewhat old-fashioned manner: "You wait here, Gongzi will be able to solve him soon." ”

"Childe, Youxiang will go out with you." Erya pleaded with a choked voice.

"Be obedient, stay in the house and don't go out." Qin Chuan said comfortingly.

Erya kept shaking her head, tears had flowed from the corners of her eyes in an instant, biting her lip, trying not to let herself cry.

Qin Chuan gave Er Ya a reassuring look, then broke free of Er Ya's hands and walked out of the house with a radish.

Walking outside, there was a cold feeling of rain falling on my face.

"Pedestrians on the road want to break their souls, good sentence, today next year, let's find someone to give you some paper." When the man in the cloth saw Qin Chuan walking out of the house, he didn't continue to say anything, and his figure quickly ran towards Qin Chuan.

Qin Chuan's face became a little solemn, and he slowly pulled out the long sword in his hand.

Although Qin Chuan didn't know much about his body, he could vaguely feel the difference from the previous one through the sword practice a few days ago, the strength was smaller, and the speed was slow, not only that, but it was only a short time of practice, Qin Chuan also felt unbearable pain all over his body.

Although I have always comforted myself that it would be good to be able to pick up a life, I don't want so much, and I am content and happy. Although he understands the truth, he always feels a sense of loss and emptiness in his heart, as if he has lost something important, which is also one of the reasons why Qin Chuan has been sullen these days.

Another reason was to hear the news that the entire Great Qin Kingdom was excited.

What is a sword to break ten thousand troops, the young god of war, what is the hope of the rise of the Qin State, what is the son of the Qin State and ten thousand enemies, and other news does not seem to disappear with time, but has a tendency to intensify.

Maybe in the past, Qin Chuan didn't care about such a thing, maybe it was just a story that passed after listening. But after escaping death this time, Qin Chuan was unusually angry for some reason about someone else replacing him.

It's my thing, I can do without it, but taking my thing away as it should be, and showing it off, thinking that it's right, makes Qin Chuan unbearable.

I remember what Wei Ying once said: People fight with each other, just like countries fight with each other, they can't fight once, and they can't fight again and again.

Regarding the assassination of this clothed man, Qin Chuan subconsciously thought that this was a killer sent by Qin State in order to eliminate future troubles.

"Maybe only when I'm dead can some people sleep peacefully." Qin Chuan sighed.

Then he put aside the distractions in his heart, saw that the man had come closer, and waved the long knife in his hand at him.

Without the slightest timidity, Qin Chuan also waved the long sword called radish in his hand, and in an instant, the swords intersected, making a piercing sound of gold and iron clashing.

After the sound, the long sword in Qin Chuan's hand came out of his hand, his body staggered backwards behind him, and the last one was unsteady on his feet, and he fell to the ground full of rain.

The man in the cloth didn't give Qin Chuan the slightest chance to resist, a sinister smile hung on the corner of his mouth, and the long knife in his hand kept stopping, continuing to slash towards Qin Chuan.

When the long knife was about to slash Qin Chuan, the moment the man in the cloth relaxed slightly, a sudden change occurred.