Chapter 8 is getting better

"Of course, of course. Pen, Fun, Pavilion www.biquge.info" Gong Nian Huai responded while disagreeing. It's not a big deal, sooner or later, the sky won't fall. Besides, Meng Zhijing is at least the second generation of officials, no, the third generation of officials, even if he makes some mistakes, who can do anything with him.

Besides, if he hadn't met him, how would he know this, even Meng Heng would not have been the same. If he is really punished, it seems that the fault is still in his own place, and he blames Meng Zhijing for meeting him.

How can this be said, it's not scientific.

As soon as the car got up, the whole car jumped. Even if it is an ox cart, the amplitude of this jump is not small. When Gongyi Nianhuai was young, he took his father's car, which was much better than this car. At least his dad's car had rubber tires.

This car, the whole one is hard, the sound, the bump amplitude, ouch, I can't stand it.

Gong Yi Nianhuai was in the car, from one sack to another, hip-hop dance is not like this. A few times I almost fell out of the car.

Meng Zhijing didn't look at him either, and sat firmly in the car, oh, it's not steady, it's just that the butt hasn't left the sack below, shaking it or shaking.

Gong Nian Huai jumped around like a frog, and at the same time did not forget to read Meng Zhijing, and couldn't figure out how he could make his butt stick to the sack.

Five ox carts carried the wind and dust through a forest, and the light suddenly dimmed, and the speed of the car did not decrease, and when it was lit up again, it suddenly opened up, and a large open area stretched out like a fan.

Many places have been leveled, and in some plots the crops are in full bloom, and there are waterwheels turning near and far. More places are still occupied by lush weeds.

The further you go inside, some of the straw huts begin to come into view, and you can also see people moving.

Gong Nian Huai's eyes were not enough, so he held a sack, buried himself in the sack, poked out a head, and looked left and right.

It's all farming, what is the difference between 800 years ago and 800 years later. This land is big enough, there are few crops and grass, there are few people and many flying insects, and there are almost no villages, at least now I haven't seen it.

Is this land fertile? Just look at the weeds that grow more than half a man's height. It's just that Gong Yi Nianhuai always feels that there are a lot of things missing, which is not the same as the farming in his heart. What's the difference?

Is it a tall sentry tower in the distance, or a jagged field?

"There aren't many people!"

"There's a kid there, why don't you wear clothes, he looks like he's seven or eight years old."

"It's not dark yet, why do you call it a day and go home, it's too unsophisticated."

"Hey, hey, take a jar and take water from the ditch casually, saying that you're too unhygienic, go home and boil it and drink it."

Looking at it, Gong Yi Nianhuai straightened up from the sack pile, pointed his fingers, and yelled.

It's too unreasonable, it's not scientific, it's too unscientific.

Gong Yi Nianhuai blurted out, and even the too unspeakable words that his father often hung on his lips also came out.

"Hey, Brother Meng, why did they dump the ashes of the plants and trees on the road, it's too unsophisticated, this is fertilizer, good fertilizer, it's too unusual. Stop, I'll go down, all the good things are bad. ”

Meng Zhijing grabbed Nian Huai, who was about to get off the car, "Call on ---, Gongyi brother, don't worry, I'll be at the camp in a while, don't be impatient, don't be impatient." Appeal ---"

Who is this, screwing with me, don't think I don't understand, huh--, it means to let the cattle stop, the public loses the Huai this anger, Meng Zhijing spoke, some people still have a ---, who is this talking about.

Gong Nian Huai stalked his neck to find a call - --, Meng Zhijing didn't know how this inch-headed guy was so concerned about farming, more than that yellow artemisia.

Of course, Meng Zhijing didn't know. Before going to college, Gongyi didn't do much farm work, and the children of peasant families, in the era of just food and clothing, could they do less farm work?

Gong Nian Huai is very angry, whoever drives himself as an animal, I will --- him when I find him, and I will bite him to death.

"Brother Gong, hey, Brother Gong, my father sent someone."

"Where, no one, I have to find him, well, someone?" Gong Nian Huai turned his head to see that a cloud of dust rose in front of the road, like a small sandstorm rolling in.

"There are so many people, this specification is a bit high!" Gong Nian Huai took a look, rushing to this sandstorm, how can there be more than a dozen people, hehe, it seems that Meng Heng is still knowledgeable, and he knows that his son will meet one casually on the road, which is a treasure.

"Brother Gong, Zhang Yan is back, and there is a medical officer. It seems that my father has already made a decision. Mencius sat on his knees on the sack, straightened up his upper body, and said as he looked at it.

"Zhang Yan and the medical officer? Just two people? "Gong Nian Huai is a little disappointed.

"That's right, Zhang Yan is here to give orders, and the medical officer is here to receive medicinal materials. What's the matter, Brother Gongyi? Meng Zhijing explained solemnly, not paying attention to Gong Nianhuai's expression.

"Order, normal march." After Meng Zhijing saw it clearly, he shouted.

"Woo ---, call ----" ordered the law to follow, and the sound of stopping the ox cart came from the convoy. The soldiers also turned the big guns under their armpits from the flat end to the erection end, and after brushing a few steps, they switched from trotting to walking.

Meng Hui has two hits, a random team escorting medicinal materials, the military order is solemn, and the order is forbidden, like a robot. I just don't know how to behave in a fight.

The convoy continued to move forward, Zhang Yan rushed to the front of the car with a ball of dirt behind him, as if playing magic, as soon as he lifted the reins, Ma Xiyu under his crotch hissed, turned around, and stopped next to the car where Gong Nian Huai was riding.

"Childe, the master will order Gongzi and ---Gongzi to go to the camp quickly, and the medicinal materials will be picked up by Doctor Wang to the medical camp, and the handover will be handed over to his subordinates." Zhang Yan arched his hand on the horse and loudly passed Meng Hui's military order.

Gong Nian Huai stared at it, to see if Zhang Yan would throw out an arrow token or something, Zhang Yan dismounted, Gong Nian Huai didn't see even a piece of paper, and he was a little disappointed. Or is it a barracks, just like that, and the order is handed down? It's child's play.

"If you see your son, you will hand over the medicinal materials to your subordinates, and there will be no mistakes." The Wang medical officer in Zhang Yan's mouth, less than thirty years old and twenty-eight nine, wearing a Taoist uniform, arched his hand towards Meng Zhijing, even if he had seen the ceremony. As for Gong Nian Huai, he didn't pinch him out of the corner of his eye, and ignored it directly.

"Then there's Dr. Lao. Brother Gong, let's go see my father. As he spoke, he handed Zhang Yan's horse reins to Gong Yi Nianhuai, "This horse is familiar to the younger brother, and the male brother can give it a try." ”

Meng Zhijing took the horse of the Wang Medical Officer, flew on the horse, and bowed his hand to the Wang Medical Officer, "Qingyuan has gone, there is the Wang Medical Officer." Drive! ”

Meng Zhijing ran out a few steps, and didn't hear the sound of Gong Nian Huai riding a horse to keep up, and when he looked back, Zhang Yan was holding Gong Nian Huai and putting it on the saddle!

Meng Zhijing walked back after a circle of horses, "Brother Gong, what's the matter, this horse is not agreeable?" ”

After Gong Nian Huai was carried into the saddle by Zhang Yan, he didn't dare to straighten his waist, and he clutched the reins in his hand, like grasping a straw, and the muscles on his face kept shaking, like a toothache.

If you talk about horseback riding, Gong Yi Nianhuai is no stranger, and he has ridden horses and camels. It's just that in the past, when I rode a horse or a camel, I was led by someone. It's not so much riding as sitting. Moreover, the horse he rode was no more than one meter two high, and he was tamed by others, and his temperament was extremely docile.

Look at the horse under the crotch again, more than one meter four tall, and either the neck is wagging or the tail is shaking, and the eyes are like people, full of contempt! Ride a horse that despises itself, and it can treat you well, so it's no wonder!

"Brother Meng will go first, and the younger brother will come immediately." Gong Nian Huai is still hard-mouthed, it's really a cooked duck.

Meng Zhijing looked up and down at the horse, looked at Gongyi Nianhuai, and asked with concern, "Brother Gongyi, did you hurt your ankle when you got out of the car?" ”

"The little brother is not injured, but this horse, hehe, riding around, may have a grudge in his heart, abuse of animals, ah, hahaha,"

"Resentment? Mistreat? Meng Zhijing was puzzled, he never thought that there were still people who couldn't ride horses. The lack of horses in the Song Dynasty does not mean that the Song people could not ride horses. Being able to ride a horse does not mean that you can fight on horseback.

This is just like in later life, people who don't have a car don't necessarily can't drive, and those who can drive don't necessarily have the ability to participate in rallying, it's the same reason.

The development of society has led to different characteristics in each era, just like the novels of Tang and Song poems, Yuan Qu, Ming and Qing dynasties. Poetry, music, and novels are the most prominent feature of that era, and it does not mean that the Song Dynasty had words but no poems.

Therefore, Meng Zhijing took it for granted that Gong Nian Huai would ride a horse, so he didn't even have the idea of asking for opinions, and directly passed a horse to Gong Nian Huai.

Even if Gong Nian Huai is to let people hold the horse, Meng Zhijing will not think about the angle that Gong Nian Huai can't ride a horse, but will only think about whether his foot is injured or something, and consciously find a reason for Gong Lose Nian Huai not to urge the horse to gallop.

And the resentment and abuse thrown out by Gong Nian Huai is also beyond the Song Dynasty, so how can an ancient man understand the resentment of horses, and there is still abuse of animals, aren't animals used for servitude?

As soon as Gong Yi read Huai's words, Meng Zhijing was there.

Zhang Yan knew, but looking at Meng Zhijing's attitude towards Gong Nian Huai, he couldn't directly say that this inch couldn't ride a horse, who knew what Meng Zhijing thought.

"Hmph-, Childe, this male loser, cough, if he has a foot injury, he really doesn't know how to control a horse." Doctor Wang, who can't see it, has long seen that Gong Nian Huai is not pleasing to the eye, and at this time, if you don't step on your feet, when will you wait, or don't say it, your peers are enemies, and it has been the same since ancient times.

"Oh, Brother Gong is not proficient in horse control?" Meng Zhijing showed a sudden look, but his eyes were obviously a little disbelieving.

"Hehe, the four-legged horse is a little unfamiliar, but the younger brother can drive a four-legged cart, oh, horse, horse, hehe,"

"Hmph, four wheeled horses, nonsense." The more Medical Officer Wang looks at the public and loses Nianhuai, the more unpleasant it is, the more unpleasant it is, the more he wants to see it, and the more he looks at it, and so on in a vicious circle.

"Then," Meng Zhijing looked left and right, "then ride with Brother Gongyi, Zhang Yan, put Gongyi Gongzi on my horse, and the reins of the two horses are tied together, and follow behind me." ”