The plan of the year lies in the spring.

In the spring of March, Qingfeng Mountain has been covered with a thin green veil, the trees have begun to show their vitality, and the animals have begun to become restless, and they have come out to visit relatives and friends, take a walk and fall in love...... Everything symbolizes that the spring of Qingfeng Mountain is a season of renewal, vitality and hope, and it is also the beginning of the history of Qingfeng Mountain, which has left a wonderful moment in history.

For Ling Zhen, this spring is definitely a picture full of vitality. Because he found that his dream of devoting himself to the study of firearms was not shattered, but that he could accomplish the feat of life in Qingfeng Mountain.

I am like a dandelion seed that has been sleeping for many years, and now I have fallen to Qingfeng Mountain only to find that the temperature, moisture, and air in the soil here are very suitable for me.

Ling Zhen was ecstatic, and at the same time, he was also determined to follow Song Jiang, the Bole, and he decided to let his dandelion seed break through the soil in this soil that could give birth to life, change another form of life, and stand in the ten thousand trees of Qingfeng Mountain.

Now Ling Zhen is the president of the Qingfeng Mountain Science Research Institute, and he doesn't know why Song Jiang has such an alternative name, but Ling Zhen finds that he has absolute authority and absolute autonomy in the research institute, and asks people to give money to people. Moreover, the mother, wife and children have arranged a place to stay, and the treatment is good, so they can do research with peace of mind.

For Tang Long, this spring is definitely a canvas soaked in the color of life. How small, humble, and unobtrusive he used to be, and his dull days were destined to do nothing.

Perhaps on a cold winter night, people talk about freezing to death of a blacksmith who did not do his job properly, a ruined son who spent all the savings of his ancestors; Perhaps people use negative teaching materials to educate their children, don't learn to strike iron, the Tang family kid will be disgraced to the ancestors, and they don't say at all that their death is due to too cold in winter, and their own ruin is due to the ancestors' savings are too small.

Now wearing the hat of the director of the arsenal and the vice president of the scientific research institute, I can't find the north a little, and I feel like a little maid who has been doing chores for many years and suddenly becomes a wife, famous and famous; It is like a blind old man who spends his days in the dark suddenly seeing the light, and tears are pouring down.

Tang Long secretly decided that he was a little sapling revived in the spring of Qingfeng Mountain, and he must use all his enthusiasm and strength to compose an ode to life.

Song Jiang felt that the real spring of Qingfeng Mountain was coming, and he was like a magical magician, planting hope for Qingfeng Mountain and awakening his heart that had been dormant for many years.

Song Jiang gave Ling Zhen research topics such as grenades and artillery. Now Qingfeng Mountain is weak, defense is the first, although affected by technology, the weapon is not as sharp as later generations, but in the Northern Song Dynasty, even if it is a terrifying weapon, it is more comfortable to defend the city and the wall.

Tang Long studied the repeater, a cold weapon similar to a machine gun in later generations, and it was also a must-have thing in Qingfeng Mountain. Song Jiang just relied on the memories of later generations, described or simply drew pictures to assist, and let them use their imagination again, anyway, he was half a bottle of this.

In this way, the two of them were also surprised, and the full stomach was specially described as Song Jiang! Of course, the steel needed to manufacture these weapons must be of guaranteed quality, which is difficult to help the doctor of chemistry, the technical and device drawings of steelmaking in later generations are selflessly dedicated, and the blacksmith Wang is responsible for processing the fine steel. With such a combination of hot and cold weapons, the arsenal of Qingfeng Mountain lives up to its name.

For Hua Rong, this spring is a season of harvest. Cui's pot-bellied poop, the baby is like a formed chrysalis ready to break out of the cocoon at any time.

Hua Rong hopes that day will come soon, and he will be a father, but he is worried that day will come, and the old people say that a woman giving birth to a child is like passing through a ghost gate.

Nervous and anxious emotions, men who have not accompanied their pregnant wives can not feel it, this emotion finally dissipated one day, Cui's gave birth to a baby boy, Hua Rong was happy and did not forget to share the joy with friends, and sent someone to inform Song Jiang as soon as possible.

Ancient people had a lot of particularities about confinement, such as pregnant women were not allowed to visit confinement, for fear of stepping on milk, that is, after the pregnant woman visited the confinement, the new mother will have less milk. A woman in confinement must keep warm and not blow wind, whether it is summer or winter. You should stay in bed, not take a bath, not wash your hair, etc.

Song Jiang didn't ignore these, how could he have been civilized in later generations, and he didn't bother to pay attention to this unscientific habit, you don't see Beckham's wife giving birth to a child and appearing in public within a week. He bought some gifts and went to Qingfeng Town.

Hua Rong was naturally happy, Hua Ziwei seemed to be a lot more shy, and Fu Fu didn't make a sound. The child was crying, and it was strange to say, Song Jiang picked up the child and cried immediately, and everyone said that there was a fate.

Song Jiang didn't care and asked casually: "What a rich child, have you given a name?" ”

"The baby is a baby with a milk name, but the scientific name is not yet available."

Hua Rong said: "I see that the baby and my brother are destined, how about my brother give one?" ”

"Huh!"

It's all nonsense, what name will I make, and I can't excuse it, you didn't hear that they were fated.

"There it is!"

Song Jiang was happy, and pretended to be contemplative: "How about the flower full of buildings?" ”

Then he explained: "The buildings are full of flowers, and they will be rich in the future." ”

Hua Rong praised his name and invited Song Jiang to the living room for dinner. Naturally, there were some chores to talk about at the dinner table, and with the help of alcohol, the brothers drank happily and talked even more happily.

It should also be something, after Hua Rong was happy to have a noble son, there were many people who visited, and the door of the house was not closed. At this time, someone passed by the door of the living room with a gift, and couldn't help but stop when he heard the conversation between the two.

Although I didn't hear it completely, I heard a little about "the recent situation of Qingfeng Mountain" and "the development of Qingfeng Village". couldn't help but be furious, pushed the door in and scolded: "Hua Rong, your dignified court official actually colluded with the Qingfeng Mountain Bandits, are you guilty?" ”

The brothers were startled, knowing that they were speaking loudly, revealing their feet. Hua Rong cleverly scolded loudly: "Huang Xin, Hugh is very honest, I drink and chat with my relatives, what does it have to do with the Qingfeng Mountain Thieves?" ”

Huang Xin sneered: "If people don't know, unless you don't do it, the words that come out of your mouth can still be false." ”

Instead, he laughed a few times and said: "What a hero the dignified little Li Guanghuarong is, he dares to be a person who dares not to be a person, it can be seen that the rumors in the rivers and lakes are fallacious, and they are extremely unbelievable!" ”

Hua Rong was furious, stood up and pointed at Huang Xingang to reply, but Song Jiang stopped: "Brother Xian, don't worry, don't fall for others." ”

Turning his head to Huang Xindao: "This official is good at planning, and he is good at motivating the envoy, but we have a small head and can't wear such a big hat, have you made the wrong object?" ”

Huang Xin saw that the other party was speaking unhurriedly and unhurriedly, and knew that he was a veteran. Then he said: "Is it a thief, you Hua Rong knows best in his heart, we will take care of it slowly, and the prefect will find out about it." After saying that, he wanted to brush his sleeves and leave.

"Wait!"

Song Jiang stopped Huang Xin, thinking that if this matter was known by the Murong Prefect, although he would not believe it all, he would be wary that it would not be good for development in the future. I remember that Huang Xin in the Water Margin also heard the name of Song Jiang and fell into the grass, it would be good if he could accept it today, and if he didn't accept it, he took the opportunity to do him to prevent future troubles.

"How?"

Huang Xin turned around and said, "Can't help it? Want to do something to me? ”

The noise had already startled Hua Chen and Hua Ziwei to the door of the living room, Huang Xin did have some courage, he was not afraid of many people, he sat on the chair with a loud voice, looking at Song Jiang without fear of heaven and earth.

Song Jiang secretly admired a good man, this momentum did not lose Hua Rong at all, and said: "Zhensanshan Huangxin really lives up to his reputation, he is a loyal and courageous man, and now he takes me to ask for merit in front of Murong, and he will definitely be promoted to the third level." ”

Huang Xin smiled and said disdainfully: "Measure you as a little thief in Qingfeng Mountain, what promotion value can you have, wait for me to take down Erlong Mountain and Peach Blossom Mountain together, and then I will not be in vain in the name of the three mountains of my town!" ”

"What a big breath."

Song Jiang laughed twice and said, "You think I'm slight, I don't know if Shandong Song Jiang can be promoted after you take it?" ”

"Is this ······?" Huang Xin suddenly turned around, stood up and said, "Are you...?" ”

"Xiao Ke Song Jiang."

"But the timely rain that killed Yan Po?"

"Exactly!"

"Oops!"

Huang Xin took two steps forward and bowed down and said, "I almost hurt my brother, don't blame!" ”

He raised his head and complained to Hua Rong: "I didn't say it earlier." ”

Song Jiang smiled, picked up Huang Xin, and said that it was okay. Seeing a false alarm, Hua Rong signaled to close the door, so as not to cause extraneous branches, and sat down at a table with Huang Xin and Song Jiang, adding a cup of vegetables.

Of course, the three of them drank Huang Xinxian to toast, and Song Jianghuarong drank several glasses in a row, and the atmosphere was immediately harmonious.

Huang Xin said drunkly: "I heard my brother's name, I have never had the opportunity to meet, and today I am fortunate to have three lives, if I don't dislike it, I would like to become a brother." ”

Song Jiang said: "That's exactly what I mean! ”

The three of them kowtowed with burning incense and became brothers of the opposite sex, Song Jiang was the eldest, Hua Rong was the second brother, and Huang Xin was the third. After the worship, the three of them drank more vigorously, and drank in the dark.