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The abundant rain has caused the plants to grow like crazy, and the pepper nursery in the back garden is already full of branches and leaves, and a few fast-growing peppers have begun to sprout.

Yang Huairen looked at the peppers one by one, thinking of the bag of rotten vegetables, and wondered if they could take root and sprout in the land of the Great Song Dynasty like chili peppers.

He was about to go out, and originally planned to only take Li Heiniu alone, but He Zhiyun and Lian'er had to follow, so the pestering Erya would naturally not miss this opportunity to go out of the city.

Yang's mother felt that on a rare cool day after the heavy rain, it was not bad for the family to go out of the city together. As a result, three carriages were rented, and the Yang Mansion set out for an outing outside the city.

Since He Zhiyun gave away the ledger in a dark night, he has become much more cheerful. She listened to Yang Huairen's words and didn't take the reward.

Yang Huairen generously gave her a silver cake worth 1,000 yuan, but she only took one-fifth, saying that the 200 yuan was enough for the mountain people to eat and drink for a year.

He Zhiyun explained to him all about his life experience and cottage, but he didn't expect Yang Huairen to care about her identity as a bandit at all, and repeatedly emphasized that you are He Zhiyun, now and in the future.

Let the past pass, this kind of saying made He Zhiyun feel that he was open-minded, so his heart began to warm, and his nose was sour.

In fact, Yang Huairen said this to her, and he also said it to himself.

Whether it is happy, regretful, or sad, the past is only used to reminisce, not to turn it into a shackle for you to move on.

Moreover, he has always felt that those roosters and dog thieves, and the thieves and horses, are not necessarily so bad.

Twenty years later, the one hundred and eight heroes on Liangshan were basically forced. Therefore, even Yang Huairen, who has read the book of sages in the eyes of others, feels that his moral character is not necessarily nobler than them.

The real bad guys are those who sit on the high hall and think they look down on all beings, such as Zhao Zongchu, the king of Nanyang County, and Zhao Zhixun, the prefect of Hangzhou who gave him a birthday gang.

The recent topic in Tokyo is the matter of the high-ranking king of Nanyang County accepting bribes and selling official beards, and I heard that the imperial sister-in-law in the palace who has been supporting him has been so angry that she almost turned her back on him when she heard about him.

Empress Dowager Gao was sick, and the court was messed up into a pot of porridge, the kind that had survived the fire, with a beard smell.

The little emperor has been on the throne for six years, but he has always pretended to be a grandson on his grandmother's knees, although he is originally a grandson.

finally had the opportunity to lead his minions to straighten up and fight with the queen mother's minions.

What is the new party and the old party, Yang Huairen of the conservative reformist doesn't understand, anyway, no one looks down on anyone, and now the boss is lying in the harem babbling speechless, the two gangs of people will drop the dragon and eighteen palms with one move, and I will play real Kombat with a Pegasus meteor fist.

The master's brain in the court was about to hit the dog's brain, and the outside of the five-zhang high wall was still singing and dancing, the horses were running, dancing and dancing, and the pig's urine bubble was wrapped in a layer of skin and kicked happily.

Anyway, no matter what the result of the two gangs is, the county king who wants money and goes crazy is finished, and the little emperor sent his whole family to Yongzhou to fight the savages and mud in Annan.

Things are so funny, the ledger that was almost wiped by Yang Huairen's buttocks, flapped its wings a few times like a butterfly, but it set off a monstrous storm in the entire Great Song Dynasty.

Out of the city to the west, it was still the flat and wide official road that Yang Huairen walked to death, and the carriage walked for half an hour, and it arrived at the hilly valley where he first came to the Great Song Dynasty.

The younger generation served the older Mother Yang, Mother Li and Father Lian'er rested on the bluestone by the roadside, and the maids prepared some tea and snacks for them to enjoy.

Yang Huairen led Li Heiniu, Yang Lotian and several servants carrying bamboo baskets up the stream.

Halfway down the road, he met a woodcutter from a nearby village, who warned them not to go any further, saying that a gently sloping forest more than a mile ahead was haunted, and people from several surrounding villages knew about it.

Yang Huairen smiled and stuffed a few big bucks to the woodcutter, which was regarded as a kind reminder to reward him.

Continue to walk one after another, and when I saw the tomb I had built from a distance, I heard the intermittent whistle, fortunately it was daylight, if it was a dark night, this eerie sound was indeed a little chilling.

Some plant seedlings of different shapes grew around the mound, and after Yang Huairen carefully identified them, he danced with joy.

Yang Lotian looked at the master as if he was enchanted, and felt that this place might really be as dirty as the woodcutter said, so he hurriedly rushed over and hugged the master away from the strange lonely grave.

Li Heiniu even hurriedly picked up a wooden stick and put it horizontally in Yang Huairen's mouth, for fear that he would bite off his tongue in the spirit madness.

Yang Huairen wanted to say that he was fine, but unfortunately his mouth was blocked, and the squeaky others didn't understand, but it was more like a ghost.

Yang Fu, who was crying and sad, took off his shoes and jerked them on the soles of his feet, shouting like a mantra in his mouth, "Let go of my master, let go of my master!" ”

Big brothers, will you let me go? I just danced a hip-hop dance on a whim!

Yang Huairen was tossed a cup of tea by these mountain cannon-like guys before he broke free from their clutches, and his own soles couldn't be seen, no different from pig's trotters stewed in a pressure cooker.

"Potatoes, sweet potatoes, peanuts, corn cobs, tomatoes, in order for you to grow, my brother fed you with his own flesh and blood, and he was beaten in vain, if any of you dare not live if you are transplanted, I will fight with you!"

Unable to explain the importance of these seedlings to these turtles, Yang Huairen could only say that these were his own lifeblood roots, carefully gouged out so as not to hurt the root system, and then put them into a bamboo basket filled with soil.

When he came back, he could only let Brother Hei Niu carry him on his back, and he still carried a bamboo basket on his back.

The soles of the feet are still hot and painful, but if these vegetable masters who have crossed with them can grow and live, it will not be in vain that "their own" corpses have been used as their nourishment.

After taking care of a few good ways to grow crops from a nearby village, Yang Fu took them home and transplanted these seedlings into the backyard, and told him ten thousand times to be careful.

Although Yang Fu didn't know what kind of seedlings they were, since the head of the family was so precious to them, he naturally didn't dare to be careless.

The remaining two carriages continued southwest for another ten miles, and the long whirlpool river in the field of vision was sparkling, and the gentle breeze blew the reeds on both sides, rippling with the water waves.

On the west bank of the river is a farm, which has just harvested wheat, but there is no scene of joy after a good harvest.

The women's carriages poked their heads out, wondering why Yang Huairen brought everyone here.

Yang Huairen glanced at He Zhiyun with a smile, and said loudly: "It is better to teach people to fish than to teach them to fish." ”

(It's my birthday today, and the two chapters updated today don't know if they are a GAOCHAO in everyone's eyes?) Everyone is welcome to leave valuable comments! ）