Noon has passed, and ten miles north of Yongdeng County, in this newly reclaimed fertile field, hundreds of soldiers are sitting on the ridge with hundreds of civilians, and there are drinks and food on the ground in front of each other.

Su Xuan, Su Xiaoniangzi, Li Yanzhao, Song Qing, Liu Jiwu and others each sat on the Hu bed, and there were also drinks and meals on the tables in front of them. The county of the Su Xuan family is the Jingzhao Su clan. In this era, it is also regarded as a scholar clan, so although the Su clan fled to Liangzhou with some clansmen from Su Xuan, it is still above the top. I heard that Song Qingnai is a son of the Song family in Dunhuang. His family was so important that he was trusted by the Zhang family, and Su Xuan sat next to Song Qing, and the two talked endlessly.

Li Yanzhao also listened carefully to the conversation between the two, but all he heard was some secret things within the high gate, or Song Qing introduced the situation between the scholars in Liangzhou to Su Xuan. Li Yanzhao was not interested, and the two talked privately, and their voices were a little small, so they didn't really listen to it, so they didn't bother to listen anymore.

Su Xiaoniangzi sat beside the uncle, listening to the conversation between the uncle and Song Qing, and her expression was also sad. So he sat down for a short time, and simply moved a few cases and Hu Bed to Li Yanzhao's left, drank a few cups with him, and then talked.

Since Li Yanzhao came to this era, he has devoted himself to military affairs, and with the level he is in, he has rarely had any dealings with the high-ranking scholars of the noble clan. Coupled with the blow to his fiancée in his previous life, he was also deaf to the affairs of men and women. Therefore, after drinking with Su Xiaoniang here, after talking a few words, she had already blushed to the root of her ears, and she looked embarrassed.

Seeing this, Su Xiaoniang did not suspect him, but said that the general was drunk. Li Yanzhao knew that he was blushing now, and he was even more embarrassed, so he just opened his mouth to explain: "I have been like this since I was a child, and I blush when I get drunk, don't blame the little lady." ”

The two sat and talked, and Li Yanzhao heard the little lady talk about the scenery in Guanzhong, and she talked endlessly. But he was stammering, and he could only praise him again and again. In his impression, there is only the devastation and grief in the field. Where is the little lady of the Jingzhaoshi clan who is well-informed? Seeing Li Yanzhao's mouth open, Su Xiaoniang looked embarrassed, but she didn't care. When the conversation came to an end, she begged Li Yanzhao to tell her interesting stories in the army.

Li Yanzhao saw that Su Xiaoniang begged, but he didn't shirk it, and after thinking about it for a while, he told the story of his escape from Guanzhong to this and his entry into the army.

Seeing Li Yanzhao's expression and intently began to speak, Su Xiaoniang was also happy to sit up straight and listen attentively. Hearing the looted and slaughtered village on the edge of Chen Cang, the little lady's expression was quite sad; Hearing that after the people arrived in Longxi, several old people in the team were suffering from the plague, Li Yanzhao and Liu Jiwu took them to seek medical advice together, and the little lady's face showed a look of worry, until she finally heard that the treatment was timely, and everyone was fine, so she was relieved.

Later, when Li Yanzhao entered the army, he was sent by the lieutenant to raise horses, and he was accompanied by mules and horses every day. Speaking of the bullying of the robe in the army, she came out angrily, and the little lady was also indignant.

Later, the bald Xianbei army launched a rebellion, and the commander was ordered to lead his troops to help, how to attack the enemy camp at night, how to lay out an ambush in the forest, how to flood the thief army, and finally hijack the families of the rebellious army, and put down the rebellion at the head of Changning City...... I couldn't help but hear the strange look flashing in the little lady's eyes, and she was fascinated.

Speaking of the recent past, at the beginning of the new year, I heard that Chen An recruited the people of Diqiang, and the Hun Liu Zhao fought in Guanzhong, and he led his troops to go out to reconnoiter the horse, but he encountered the wolves, after a life-and-death fight, his own cavalry was lucky to kill the wolves, but his right arm was bitten through by the wolf's teeth, saying that Li Yanzhao untied the right arm guard, revealing the shocking scar on the forearm, and saw the little lady palpitations for a while......

Next, their own sentry cavalry was ambushed again and again, two team leaders and more than a dozen cavalry soldiers were killed, and the generals made a plan and vowed to ambush the enemy army of their own sentry cavalry. Li Yanzhao led his troops to lure the enemy, but by mistake, he had an encounter with the other party, and finally forced the other party to escape, but the encirclement plan came to naught......

The remains of the fallen soldiers were found and transported back to the county for burial. Then his own sentinels crossed the river everywhere to attract the displaced people, and so on. This should be all Li Yanzhao's personal experience, and it is also very detailed to talk about it, listening to the little lady's emotions for a while, and a moment down, as if she witnessed these things Li Yanzhao said.

Seeing that the sun was gradually sinking in the west, this picnic proposed by Li Yanzhao on the impromptu initiative was gradually coming to an end. Li Yanzhao, who had been talking with the little lady for a long time, gradually developed a sense of reluctance, and turned his head to look around, Su Xuan and Song Qing on the other side were also talking happily, and at this time, the two of them also seemed to have a sense of sympathy for each other.

Seeing that everyone in the field still had a sense of unfinished, Su Xiaoniang simply got up, and asked Li Yanzhao for the trumpet drum that had been accompanied before, and the money went to the open space in the middle of the crowd.

Su Xiaoniang put down the drum, then stood still, blessed everyone around her, and then said loudly: "Today's reclamation has been completed, and General Li has invited us to gather together to drink and talk." The servant also presented a song for the kings to reward the kings for their help. ”

Su Xiaoniang's voice fell, and the soldiers and civilians sitting around were already cheering. With the drumbeat of Su Xiaoniang, the venue gradually quieted down, whether it was Su Xuan and Song Qing, who had a good conversation with the prime minister, or Liu Jiwu, who was sitting alone, and hundreds of soldiers and ordinary people sitting around the head, they all watched Su Xiaoniang's every move.

Su Xiaoniang's slender hand gently held the drumstick, rhythmically hitting the drum surface, and the melodious drum sound soon spread throughout the field, making everyone's eyes quite intoxicated.

Su Xiaoniang's lips opened slightly, and the song "Datian" was already eloquent:

"The fields are plentiful, and they are both planted and precautioned, and they are prepared. With my Qin Yun, I carry the south mu. Sowing a hundred grains, both court and master, great-grandson is Ruo.

Both the square is soapy, both firm and good, not bad or bad. Remove its moths, and its thieves, and do not harm my Tianzhi. Tian Zu has a god, and he is in flames.

There are sprouts, and the rain is prayed. The rain on my public land touched my private land. He has not been immature, he has not been retained, he has a legacy, this has stagnation, and the benefits of a widow.

The great-grandson came and stopped, and his wife and son. The south acres of the rice are happy. Come to the party to worship, with its black, with its millet grass. To enjoy the worship, to introduce the blessing of the scene. ”

This poem is from the Book of Songs. Xiao Ya". It is the work of cultivating in the fields, and the singing is quite appropriate at this time. The beginning of the chapter describes the spring ploughing, the selection of good seeds, and the repair of farm tools. The second chapter traces Xia Yun, describing the necessity of weeding and pest removal, and pointing out that only by removing weeds can grain have a good growth.

The first four sentences of the third chapter describe the stakes of good weather for agriculture. The prayers of the peasants are also so simple, first irrigate the public fields of the master's family, and then water the private fields of our farmers' families. The last five sentences write about the joy of the autumn harvest, and the magic here lies in the profile, in the accent, in the detailed description, not to write, but not to write.

Reflecting the harvest from not harvesting, the idea is wonderful, and it is amazing. Behold, there are those who are not strong enough to be cut and deliberately not cut, and there are those who have not had time to be tied, and there are those who have been bundled and have not been able to load, and there are many ears of grain that are scattered everywhere.

The last sentence of the three chapters, "The benefits of the widow", sublimates the artistic conception of the poem. If there is no last sentence, people may wonder: Is it because the farmers are lazy and do not cherish the fact that so much grain is scattered and lost in the fields? Or you may think so. With this sentence that stands out, people suddenly realize that the farmers deliberately do not harvest all with good intentions.

In order to make the widows, widows, lonely and helpless people live and avoid the embarrassment of begging from door to door along the street, the peasants deliberately left a small part of the harvest fruits for them to pick by themselves.

This poem is suitable for the occasion, coupled with the beautiful drum accompaniment of Su Xiaoniang and the singing voice of Qingyue, this picture of spring ploughing and summer cultivation and autumn harvest is displayed in the hearts of everyone, so that everyone below is a look of longing.

In this way, with the singing of Su Xiaoniang, the occasional military and civilian joy this time can be regarded as the end of the curtain. Li Yanzhao said goodbye to Su Xuan and Su Xiaoniang, and ordered all the departments to gather and bring them back, and he vaguely saw many soldiers and civilians, who were also reluctantly shaking hands to say goodbye.

The long-term work together has made them also form a deep friendship, which is also the result that Li Yanzhao hopes to see. Thinking of the army in later generations, he knew that an army that could take root among the people and get the support of the people would burst out with unexpectedly powerful combat effectiveness.