As the sun set, the villagers of Zhang Village began to carry farm tools to the village one after another in the afterglow of the setting sun. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info The faces of the people who finished the day's work were full of harvest joy, talking to each other in a low voice, or talking about their own grain or the trend of the field, and some young men pulled their voices and shouted loudly, if Zhang Xin was here, he would be surprised to find that this is the most primitive Qin dialect on the high slope of the loess, and it is also the voice of the industrious people of Guanzhong for thousands of years.

Zhang Xi lazily leaned on a grain stack that had been fenced, and watched as Doshi and Mo Si piled up the grain harvested today on the edge of the ridge, and then carefully covered it with fine linen.

The new grain that just came down has a unique fragrance of grain, Zhang Xi sniffed the fragrance of grain with satisfaction, then put his hands behind his head, looked at Lu Jinshi, who was cleaning up farm tools and occasionally smirking a few times with aftertaste on his face, and quipped in a strange tone, "Hey...... My brother, your little lady has been gone for a long time, and she has returned to her soul, so hurry back to eat......"

“...... Got it...... "Although Lu Jinshi has been messing with these soldiers for a long time, when he heard such a joke, he still blushed, and hurriedly packed up the farm tools.

Zhang Xi looked at his busy back, touched his chin and said, "But...... Jinshi, the Liu family's wealth is just such a daughter, and it is not easy for the family to marry...... Could it be that you are a dignified seven-foot man, do you still want to be a son-in-law? ”

Hearing Zhang Xi's words, Lu Jinshi's movements in his hand stopped, and he sighed faintly, "As a slave, what else can I ask for..... As long as I can be with Mei'er, let alone a son-in-law, even if I go up the knife mountain and go down to the sea of fire, I am willing, and then ......" Speaking of this, Lu Jinshi's tone was low, and he turned his back to Zhang Xi and quietly wiped the tears hidden in the corners of his eyes, "Anyway, there are two younger brothers in my hometown, even if my child is no longer surnamed Lu from now on, the Lu family will not break the incense ......"

Zhang Xi was silent for a while, and he really didn't know how to comfort him. There is not only a kind of hatred that iron is not made of steel, and there is a kind of worthlessness that he is willing to fall for, and there is also a kind of love that is shocked by his moth-like fire. You must know that even castrated eunuchs are reluctant to change their surnames these days, let alone Lu Jinshi, a scholar who has passed Jinshi. Ask yourself, if it is a different place, Zhang Xi feels that he would rather die than be someone's son-in-law....... But speaking of which, if Zhang Xi is really willing to be a son-in-law, if others don't say it, Lao Zhang will have to discount his leg first.

Lu Jinshi's silent sickle was wiped clean with a white cloth, and then tied it with fine hemp rope, neatly stacked in a bamboo basket, and walked to Zhang Xi to lie down side by side with him.

The two of them were relatively speechless, each thinking about their own thoughts. Zhang Xi looked at the dim sky, and wondered if he was free, and told Brother Zicheng and Brother Xin, after the autumn harvest, there will be half a year left to celebrate the New Year, and he will be sixteen after the New Year, according to Tang Law, he can also ask for a daughter-in-law, and get married and have children peacefully....... Thinking about the slender figure of the little green man, Zhang Xi's heart suddenly felt hot, and he couldn't help but feel a lot of thoughts....... But thinking about it, the originally bright eyes gradually dimmed, how many good men in DB County are buried in the frontier, if it is like his own father, the tavern Lao Wang, it is okay, although there are some parts missing, you can still live on it...... If you are like Lao Hu, you will never go back, leaving behind an orphan and widow......

Lu Jinshi thought about that afternoon many years ago....... On that day, it rained so hard in the whole of Liangzhou, and he was leaning against the wall of the market in Dingbian City in rags, with shackles on his hands and feet, and an iron collar engraved with his name on his neck, and next to him were slaves who were as dirty and smelly as himself.

That bazaar is still in the corner of Dingbian City, but it is different from the bazaar where civilians exchange food and cloth, it is a trade in foreign slaves captured by the Tang Dynasty over the years, and the local people owe huge sums of money and cannot repay the criminals who had to sell themselves into slavery and themselves who were exiled from the Central Plains. In fact, this kind of market is only available in a slightly larger county, but the military county near the frontier such as Dingbian is more developed, and the transaction volume is also larger.

At that time, he was beaten all over his body by the slave master, his body was densely covered with interlaced whip marks, and what was worse was that he was a weak scholar, no worse than those war-hardened soldiers, and even peasants. The whip of the slave owner is nothing more than a soft whip wrapped in rags, which hurts and hurts when it hits people, but it is not very fatal, after all, slaves are the goods of slave owners, and when they break slaves, slave owners are also distressed.

It's a pity that this painless scar on someone else is so fatal on one's own body. I remember that after I was whipped at that time, I was drenched in heavy rain and developed a high fever on the same day. By the time it was afternoon, I was already burned, the whip marks on my limbs had not been treated, and I was soaked in the mud, and I was already full of maggots.

The slave owner was afraid that he would die like this, but he was reluctant to give him medical advice, so he only thought about selling himself quickly and smashing it in his hands. So he put himself in the most conspicuous place that day, and shouted hard with a straw stick, hoping that someone would spend five big men to take away this dying waste.

It's a pity that his appearance is too bad, there are so many people coming and going in the field, and everyone is stunned that everyone has the slightest interest in this dying waste. I had to lean against the wall numbly, feeling that life was passing little by little from this broken shell, and finally let people roll it up with a broken straw mat and throw it into a mass grave.

Suddenly, a little girl wearing a goose-yellow jacket, a haircut on her head, and a little beauty mole in the corner of her eyes came from a distance, walked to the slave owner's stall, hesitated in front of her for a long time, and looked at herself for a long time with a pair of clear and transparent eyes, before turning around and pulling the corner of the clothes of a black-faced man on the side, and said in a crisp voice like a yellow warbler: "Brother Zicheng....... That man is so pitiful, shall we save him? ”

The black-faced man only glanced at himself and shook his head, "This person's wound has burst with abscesses, even if we buy it back, we can't save it, forget it, Mei'er ......."

The girl didn't say much, but looked at the black-faced man with pitiful eyes. The black-faced man was uncomfortable by the girl's view, so he had to sigh, "Forget it...... I'm afraid of you. After speaking, he took out five copper coins and bought himself back to Zhang's house.

Many years have passed, and that slave has become the chief steward of the Zhang family, and the girl will always come to Zhang Village to play in three or five days, or two or three months. Gradually, the girl and the slave became more and more familiar, they chatted together, read the Zhang family's account books together, read "Women's Training" together, complained about how the Zhang family's sister-in-law was strict and mean, and was bullied by Zhang Xin and Zhang Xizi, two bad boys....... Gradually, the girl has reached the age of leaving the cabinet, but the little slave back then can only look at the night sky in confusion, not knowing whether she can really be worthy of the beautiful and kind girl.