The old man was the oldest and oldest of these servants. As the saying goes, thirty is standing, forty is not confused, fifty knows the destiny of heaven, sixty sixties, seventy ancient rare, eighty old.

The old man is nearly seventy years old, and it is indeed rare to have such a body in such troubled times.

Old man Liang was originally the patriarch of the Liang family, and at his age, in ancient times, he could see officials without kneeling, and he could still have a seat in the public court. When Mao Wenlong, the master, arrived today, he naturally had to come forward to receive him.

Respecting the old and loving the young is a Chinese virtue tradition, which was especially valued in ancient times. Although Mao Wenlong is Old Man Liang's employer, his identity is by no means something that Old Man Liang can afford.

But he didn't dare to have any disrespect for Old Man Liang, after all, the age of the people was there, and it was respectable to go there.

After a polite exchange with Old Man Liang, the group walked towards the farm under his guidance.

The so-called farm is actually not big, only a few acres of land, all enclosed by a log fence, and you can see that there are dozens of soldiers of the Dongjiang Army guarding here.

It can be seen that Mao Wenlong attaches great importance to this place, and the farm is almost a forbidden place, and no unrelated personnel are allowed to come here. Even if people from the farmstead want to go out, they have to be checked.

The personal freedom of the servants who stayed here was greatly restricted, but they had no problem with it. All of these 100 or so people live here, almost cut off from the outside world.

But their lives have changed dramatically compared to before, not only do they have two meals a day, but they can also receive some meat every month.

This is undoubtedly very satisfying for some of the people who were about to eat the soil before.

Old man Liang took Mao Wenlong around the farm, and Mao Wenlong found that all the crops were growing well, and the sweet potatoes and potatoes would be harvested in less than a month. However, the corn has just been tasseled, and it will take at least a month to mature.

At this time, Old Man Liang pointed to another newly opened field next door with a smile, and introduced to Mao Wenlong with a smile: "Dudu, these are the three acres of land newly planted with those sweet potato vines according to your previous instructions. ”

Mao Wenlong followed the guidance of Old Man Liang, and sure enough, sweet potato vines were planted all over the ground, and the whole green area was very eye-catching at a glance.

Obviously, these sweet potato vines are all growing. Mao Wenlong knows that sweet potatoes are the easiest to grow, they don't need any seeds, as long as there is a sweet potato vine, they can branch out in the shortest time.

In other words, these grown sweet potatoes can be used as food directly after being dug up. It doesn't have to be kept as seeds like potatoes and corn.

Everything on the farm is completely fine, Mao Wenlong is also relieved, and sweet potatoes can already be planted on a large scale. As long as the families of the Dongjiang Army have opened up the fields, they can be planted immediately, which means that in three or four months, Mao Wenlong can harvest the first batch of sweet potatoes.

At that time, food will no longer be a problem for the Dongjiang Army, and Mao Wenlong will be able to rest assured and develop with all his might.

Bidding farewell to Old Man Liang, Mao Wenlong took Chen Lan and Hong Ziyan back to Mao's mansion, but before he entered the mansion, he just got off the carriage when he saw a horse galloping from the end of the alley.

The person who came was Cheng Zuo, I saw the smile on his face, saw Mao Wenlong from a distance, and shouted at the top of his throat: "Du Du Dudu, the rest of the brothers have come back safely!" ”

Mao Wenlong's body shook slightly, and his face was happy: "Are you all back?" ”

Cheng Zuo didn't wait for the horse to stop completely, his feet were slightly pressed on the stirrups, and his body left the horse's back and landed firmly in front of Mao Wenlong: "Dudu, they are all back, and now they are all in the military camp in the back mountain." ”

"Let's go, let's see!"

Mao Wenlong didn't hesitate, when he said something to Chen Lan and Hong Ziyan, and then got into the carriage and took Cheng Zuo to the military camp in the back mountain.

It was almost dusk in the afternoon, the sun was about to set, and the golden light was shining all over the earth. If it weren't for the continuous drought, which has deprived the land of its original vitality, it would have been a beautiful sight.

The land with severe water scarcity has a large mouth with a cracked mouth, and in some places it has been completely desertified, and even a few grasses are rarely seen.

The carriage was speeding on the dry and hard dirt road, and everywhere it passed was the sand and dust flying in the sky, even if Mao Wenlong was sitting in the carriage at the moment. The ubiquitous sand and dust still stubbornly burrowed into the carriage.

Although it was almost evening, the heat in the air had not dissipated, and Mao Wenlong, who was in the carriage, was sweating profusely after a while, but he had no intention of caring about this, and repeatedly urged the horseman to speed up and go to the barracks.

At the beginning of the lanterns, the whole barracks has been lit with torches, and the burning flames can be used to boil water and cook, and also serve as lighting.

Mao Wenlong's carriage entered the barracks directly, and the guards knew that it was Mao Wenlong who arrived when they saw the carriage from a distance, and they didn't dare to stop it for inspection.

After the carriage entered the camp, the speed was still very fast, and it rushed directly to the handsome tent before stopping.

As soon as Mao Wenlong got out of the carriage, he saw that many people had gathered outside the tent, and Xu Fuzuo was counting the officers and men of the Dongjiang Army who had just returned.

When he saw Mao Wenlong coming, he immediately greeted him: "Xu Fu, see the governor!" ”

Mao Wenlong waved his hand, signaling that Xu Fuju didn't need to be polite, and then opened his mouth and asked, "How is it?" You're all back, right? ”

"Governor Qiyu, many of them have returned. However, there was a man who wanted to see the governor, saying that he had something important to say. ”

"Who? Take it to the big tent and speak. Mao Wenlong said casually and walked towards the big tent.

After Xu Fuyu clasped his fists and saluted, he went to the soldiers who had just returned, yelled at them, and after they were dismissed, he took a young Dongjiang army soldier to the big tent.

"Governor, people have brought it." After Xu Fu's announcement, he sat down at the bottom of Mao Wenlong.

At this time, Chen Jisheng and Liu Guangzuo also entered the big tent one after another, and they also sat under Mao Wenlong.

"Who are you? What's important to report? After Mao Wenlong and the others sat down, he immediately spoke.

"Back to the governor, the villain is Xie Dong, the commander of the cavalry battalion, and he wants to report to the governor what happened to us outside the suburbs of Luoyang." After Xie Dong saluted, he spoke bluntly.

"Well, say!" Mao Wenlong snorted lightly and nodded.

Mao Wenlong has always been curious about what happened to some soldiers who came back after a long time? This will finally be able to solve the doubts in the heart, and naturally there will be no obstacles.

Xie Dong hesitated for a moment before he spoke: "Dudu, on the way back, we found officers and soldiers following us. And just as we were trying to get rid of the officers and soldiers, we ran into the rogues passing by. There were more than 30,000 people in this gang, and their leader called himself Li Zicheng. ”