Back to Lijia Village, the two broke up, the eldest grandson Hong returned home as if nothing happened, Zhang was still busy in the vegetable field, saw his son come back, smiled and beckoned from afar, and waited for the eldest grandson Hong to come over, took out a few yellow loquat from the cloth bag on the side, wiped it clean with the hem of his clothes, and handed it to his son.

"The neighbors in the village planted a few, you can take them to eat, use your brain to read, and eat more." Zhang wiped the sweat on Changsun Hong's face with his sleeve because of the long journey, and his eyes were gentle.

The eldest grandson Hong enjoyed the simple maternal love of this era, picked up a loquat and took a bite, the loquat was not improved like the loquat in later generations, it was a little jerky and sour, but it was still full of moisture, sweet and refreshing, he picked up another one and fed it into Zhang's mouth.

Zhang ate with a smile, and then couldn't help but put the rest into Changsun Hong's pocket.

"Mom, I'll help you!" The eldest grandson Hong rolled up his sleeves and was about to go to the ground, but was stopped by the Zhang family, frowning and not letting him get the hoe.

"You go back to study, you don't need your help with these farm chores." Zhang said angrily: "Mom knows that you are filial, but I heard that a scholar is a scholar who does not touch the spring water with his fingers, otherwise he will not be able to make a profit, and he will make people laugh, obedient, Mom is not tired, you go back to study quickly, work harder, and you can have a good future in the future." ”

Changsun Hong insisted for a while, but who knew that the Zhang family was more resolute than him, and the thin and short body was in front of Changsun Hong, not giving in at all.

There was no way, Changsun Hong had to be obedient and obedient, and went back to his home with a loquat to study and practice calligraphy.

When Zhou Fuzi traveled far away, he confessed that he would leave for at least a month, but if others knew that he was going to Jingzhou, they would definitely be sure that Zhou Fuzi would not be able to return in two months.

So when he was not going to school, Changsun Hong lived a leisurely life, and his daily fixed schedule was fully arranged, running in the village with the dog in the morning, not afraid of all kinds of smiles from the villagers, although this made the dog's face always maintain a red color.

The morning is the reading time, the eldest grandson Hong has a headache and works hard to study the four books and five classics, trying his best to integrate himself into the esoteric and difficult to understand ancient texts, this era has not yet eight shares, in addition to the word endowment, the most important scripture and policy theory, some similar to the argumentative essays of later generations, but much more jerky.

In the afternoon, Changsun Hong consciously went to the back mountain, the dog often arrived before him, the enthusiasm of this young man to practice martial arts is higher than that of Changsun Hong, his family is poor, cutting wood and selling money is his task, in order to catch up with the time of practicing martial arts in time, in the past, it took a day to cut back the firewood piled up into a mountain, and now the dog is done in a morning, although tired, he feels that it is worth it.

Zama step, against the trunk tied to the sandbag to practice simple straight boxing, punching, repetitive and boring, in the words of Changsun Jin, this is laying the foundation, the foundation is not strong, the two are helpless, only obedient practice.

At night, during bedtime after dinner, Changsun Jin still pushed the blood of Changsun Hong, firstly to relieve his fatigue, and secondly, to stretch his muscles and bones. After a long time, Changsun Hong began to slowly feel the effect of this massage, only to feel that the ligaments and muscles of the whole body are becoming more and more energetic, and the joints that used to feel severe pain when stretching have become tough, flexible and agile, and some movements with a large bending range have begun to feel less strenuous.

At the same time as the massage, the story must be told. Changsun Jin's military stories are also endless, from the founding of the Great Song Dynasty and the war between the Liao State, to the entanglement with the Xia State and the Jin State that lasted for decades, he can say it vividly, the Changsun family continues more than 100 years of martial arts history, from his mouth gurgling, the bloody battle, the ruthlessness of the battlefield, and the bloody realistic story of Changsun Hong listened to the battle scenes of the cold weapon era, more and more clearly understood.

And Li Xian, the most powerful boss in the village and a big official at the top of the pyramid, never came to harass him after coming to Changsun Hong's house to warn him once, probably because there was no movement after the eldest grandson brother took off the salt.

Deputy Baozheng Li Yi is still running around in the village, urging rent and forcing debts everywhere, he is Li Xian's relative, Changsun Hao is not good to make too much trouble with him, and urging rent and grain is also a matter of Deputy Baozheng, as Baozheng, he should actually be with Li Yi, but Changsun Hao is kind-hearted and can't bear to force too much, but it is inconvenient to not let Li Yi do this, but when he does too much to him, he is too forced, and Changsun Hao will come forward to stop it.

Of course, Li Wen, Li Wu, and Li Chongjin are often seen in the three villages, and when Changsun Hong goes to the mountains every afternoon to practice martial arts, he can see the three guys playing and wandering in the village, catching gnats for a while, stealing chickens and dogs for a while, chasing the little girls in the village, picking fruits from other people's trees, bullying young people of average size, and doing some disgusting things.

However, they didn't dare to provoke Changsun Hong, every time they saw it, they walked away with disdain, probably, despise Changsun Hong psychologically, is the only way to regain their self-esteem.

Other than these ripples, life in the small village is uneventful, so quiet that one wonders if the world is only the size of this village, and there are no other people and nothing else.

The villagers work at sunrise and rest at sunset, the sun is their clock, stable and meticulous, carrying a hoe to the ground, picking up a bowl to eat, closing the door to sleep, after dinner under the big tree at the entrance of the village to enjoy the cool chat and brag is their only entertainment, life is as light as the brown rice they eat, there is no taste.

More than 100 households, a population of four or five hundred, Changsun Hong almost all knew each other during this time, saw it, he also remembered the names of most of the people, met him, could say hello with a familiar greeting, smile and say hello, people also happily greeted him, everyone knows that Master Zhou likes him, and also knows that this thin but very tall young man is a new Wenqu star in the village, and made a good poem that even the villagers regard as the first literary master Zhou Fuzi praised.

Okay, good at reading, everyone sighed, obviously a weak and can't get on the stage, because after reading, he has opened his mind, sensible and polite, the only thing that is wrong is that it is a little strange to run around the village every morning with a bucket without carrying water.

But it doesn't matter, maybe the literati like this? Anyway, you haven't seen any other literati.

So the people of the village are envious of the eldest grandson's family, the children are out, this is a great thing, if you can jump out of the farm in the future, to the county to mix an errand, the eldest grandson's family is a great luck, the future will inevitably be rising.

Many families with girls even began to secretly remember the age of the eldest grandson, and planned to wait for when the family had the property on the table, so they would come to the door to talk to Baozheng to see if they could climb a family business.

If Changsun Hong knew that he was already being regarded as a candidate for a future son-in-law by others, he would definitely laugh.

After more than a month of such a life, just when Changsun Hong began to wonder whether to go to Zhangjia Village to see how Zhang Carpenter's livelihood was going and whether he needed to give his own guidance, a major event happened in the village.

First of all, at noon one day, on the wooden sign at the entrance of the village, a fresh notice was pasted, the ink was dripping, it was posted by a messenger from the county, and two people came, wearing a cross-legged head, wearing a round-necked cloth shirt, leggings on the calves, pedaling a pair of backshoes, carrying a waist knife and iron ruler, I heard that it was the official official servant of the capture class, Li Xian made a rare appearance, personally went out to access the two, and set up a table of banquets in Li's house.

Changsun Hao was also invited, drank a meal, and when he came back, in addition to bringing a bag of braised meat to his family, he also had a serious and awe-inspiring expression.

"Someone from Tangmen in the area of Kuizhou has been arrested, and he will be escorted to the CD Mansion to go to the hall in the past few days, and he will pass by nearby, in order to prevent gangsters from robbing people, the county should pay attention to strangers in the villages along the way, if there are weapons and suspicious deeds, they will all be instructed to take Baozheng and take someone down, second brother, there may be an accident."

This is the eldest grandson Hong, who was gnawing on a braised pig's trotters, and happened to hear a whispered sentence from the eldest grandson Hao and the eldest grandson Jin at the dinner table.