Chapter 2 Malice from the landlords of the Tang Dynasty

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White then wanted to slap the opponent in the face, and by the way, to see if those eyes could only express calm forever.

White lowered his head and watched as a swarm of ants scurried past his feet, and then was swept into the water in the canal as he followed his previous path.

The water rolled slightly, and the ants were swept away, and then the next batch of ants repeated the fate of their previous kind.

Bai Qi suddenly used his toes to gently erase the traces of the ants that he had walked before, and he suddenly laughed when he looked at the little dots that he couldn't find his way.

"This brother is ......" Rokuko heard the laughter, and seemed to have just noticed the white chess piece holding the old village chief.

"Hehe, Liuzi, don't you want this waterwheel? He's the one you're looking for! ā€

Bai Qi was dressed in linen, his young face did not show many traces of wind and frost and years, and his shoulder-length short hair was tied up, this was a sunny teenager, and he couldn't see a trace of scheming and conspiracy.

"Uncle Liu, do you have to push this brother out like this?" The sixth son was still smiling, and his eyes returned to the old village chief.

White also glanced at the silver-haired old man beside him.

"It's just a trick and a trick, isn't it because of your family background, is there still a lack of this kind of person?" The old village chief coughed lightly, and stared at the sixth son with squinting old eyes: "One more him, one less him, what's the difference for you?" Could it be that you are really embarrassed for him? ā€

Liuzi put his hands behind his back and didn't speak, just quietly looked at the silver-haired old man in front of him.

The adults of Taoyuan Village protected their children tightly behind them, while the men stood behind the old man.

For a while, both sides were silent, and many people clenched their fists and sweated in their palms.

The sun is shining, and the river water is constantly pouring into the canal in the "squeak" of the waterwheel.

"Sixth son, go back, your land is not here." The old village chief said softly, "This is at the foot of Chang'an, where the Son of Heaven is, and you can't be presumptuous!" ā€

"Uncle Liu, you shouldn't forget my surname!"

The old village chief glanced at the sixth son and sighed softly: "It is precisely because I have not forgotten your surname that I advise you not to be presumptuous!" ā€

"What about your roots?" Liuzi suddenly asked a strange question: "This is not your root!" ā€

The old village chief's cough began to become more severe, and his lungs were like bellows, and he coughed for a long time before he stopped. Bai Qi saw the old village chief trembling and put his hand into his sleeve, and faintly, a trace of blood smelled into his nose.

Bai Qi immediately patted the old village chief's back with his hand, and after a long time, the old village chief slowly stopped coughing. He looked at Liuzi with a strange look that contained anger, helplessness, sneering, calmness, and pity.

"Old man, my surname is Liu, and this is my root!"

Liuzi stared at the old village chief's face for a long time, as if he wanted to see something from his face, but unfortunately he didn't see anything in the end.

"Uncle Liu, you should know that I will come again." Liuzi said calmly, but it made waves in the hearts of the other villagers of Taoyuan Village, he pointed to the huge waterwheel, and said softly: "You know, these two waterwheels will eventually fall, where can you hide when the time comes?" ā€

After saying that, the sixth son turned around and left. Just like when he first came, he took five farmers with him, directly tore the light veil of the rising sun, plunged into it, and disappeared from everyone's eyes.

Seeing the six sons and them leave, the old village chief turned around and waved his hand to everyone tiredly.

"Scattered, scattered, and prepare for spring ploughing!"

Bai Qi helped the old village chief and sat down in a grass pavilion on the edge of the field.

"Son, I know you have a lot of questions to ask," the old village chief sat down and said to the white chess: "I don't have much time left, old man, I have a secret buried in my heart for many years, do you want to hear it?" ā€

White nodded vigorously.

"Listen, you may regret it, do you want to listen too?"

White still nodded vigorously.

The old village chief smiled, and the rough old hand inserted into White's hair, touched the latter's head, coughed gently, and blood flowed from the corners of his mouth, but stopped White's hand from helping him wipe away.

"Sixth son, surnamed Yuwen."

"Eight Pillars of the Western Wei Dynasty!" White said for sure.

"Hehe, I knew you'd guess." The old village chief laughed, his eyes were a little lonely: "The old man's surname is Liu now, as for what the original surname is, it doesn't matter anymore, the old man is now surnamed Liu." The six sons came to trouble our village because he was looking for something, the same thing they had been looking for. They thought it was with me. ā€

White knows who "they" are referring to, and what they have been looking for is certainly extraordinary.

"I've always lived at the foot of Chang'an, and they can't do anything out of the ordinary to me because they are afraid of my identity and the government, so they can only send a small minion like Liuzi to harass me all day long! The world has been decided, and all the people need to recuperate, and this land is really not suitable for war again. It's not with me, of course, I know where it is, but I'm not going to tell anyone, and I'm not going to tell you where it's hidden! ā€

The old village chief trembled and took out a piece of white jade from his bosom and handed it to the white chess.

"Fengqu, the old man knows that you have hills and ravines in your chest, not things in the pool, and staying in Taoyuan Village is equivalent to a dragon swimming in the shallow sea, which is a little difficult for you. This jade pendant was given to me by someone who owed me a natural favor, and it can offset a favor, when you see the owner of the jade pendant, you will understand. ā€

"Ancestor, you are wrong, Fengqu is just a turtle that has just landed, from the day you took me in, Taoyuan is my home, you are my ancestor." White said sincerely.

"Hahaha, the turtle is good! A month ago, after I rescued you from the river, I have seen your words and deeds for the past month, and I know that you are a good boy who values affection and righteousness. The small improvements on this waterwheel are used to lift and lower the farmer, and the light plough makes farming easier. Your knowledge is as impressive as the stars in the sky. I know that you will not be trapped in a small world. The old village chief spoke in a hurried tone, and suddenly grabbed the hand of the white chess: "However, for the sake of my old man, after I leave, I must take care of the people in Taoyuan Village." They have already lost their homes once and cannot afford to lose them again! ā€

"There are you, the ancestor, Uncle Liu, carpenter Zhang, and the elders, as well as that group of little bastards, Fengqu will not let them be wronged!" Bai Qi grabbed the old village chief's hand, felt so cold, and said in a choked voice.

"That's good, that's good, that's good......" The old village chief suddenly lay down, his cloudy eyes suddenly brightened, he looked at the roof of the grass pavilion, and muttered: "In the past, the road was long, and now the willows are fluttering." Who scoops 3,000 weak water, who wants 10,000 gold and wealth? ā€

The old village chief closed his eyes and lay quietly on the straw mat, and Bai Qi knelt in front of him.

After a while, White cut down a willow tree from the bank of the river, returned to the grass pavilion, took out the dagger he had brought with him, and in the sawdust on the ground, a stick made of willow wood slowly took shape in White's hand.

Spring shines on everything, and swallows build nests in the mud in the spring breeze.

The four-year-old dog was wearing a pair of open crotch pants and had a runny nose and ran on the ridge.

"Sir, sir!" As soon as the dog came in, he rushed towards the white chess.

Bai put down the crutches in his hand, smiled wryly and hugged the dog, who was covered in muddy water, and scratched the little one's nose with his fingers.

The dog curiously looked back and forth between Bai Qi and the old village chief a few times, then put a finger in his mouth, and asked Bai Qi softly in a milky voice: "Sir, why can't my uncle get up, is he being bullied, just like a dog being spanked by his mother, and he doesn't want to get up?" ā€

"Dog, you little bastard!" The old village chief slowly opened his cloudy eyes, looked at the curious little boy, and scolded with a smile: "You have wet your uncle's straw mat!" ā€

"Uncle, you're a scoundrel!" The dagger in White's hand slashed hard at the head of the cane, and the image of a turtle that looked forward to all directions appeared vividly in front of him, and then handed it to the old man.

The old man's eyes lit up, he hurriedly sat up from the straw mat, took the crutches, the rough old hand gently stroked the crutches, the faint old eyes opened, and looked at the white chess as if looking at a treasure trove: "Boy, you have this good craft, you can go to Chang'an to support your family!" ā€

"Forget it, the kid doesn't want to stand if he can sit, it's too troublesome to make this thing. Moreover, it is too much trouble to use these gadgets to feed your family! If I want to do it, it will be a bigger business than Fan Li" Bai Qi didn't care about etiquette, he sat on the ground, and just wanted to put the dagger away, but the old man snatched it over.

"Tut-tut! It's a big breath, but this kind of posterity is the one who is worthy of my Liu Laohan's trust! The old man took the dagger, pulled out a silver hair, put it on the dagger and blew on it, looked at the silver filament broken in two, and then looked at the dagger repeatedly at the sun, and his mouth kept exclaiming.

"The kid was cheated by you just now, and he lost his whole person, isn't your old man going to take the kid as the only memento of the past to be pitted?"

"Hehe, wind boy, don't be full of resentment. I don't ask about your old man, the government will also ask, that jade pendant can help you solve a lot of problems. Reluctantly, the old man handed the dagger back to White.

"Forget it, this is also my own volition, boy. Your old man is a fox, how can my little turtle escape? ā€

White glanced at the dog rolling around on the straw mat and smiled.

"You're a little fox! The sixth son didn't get what he wanted, and I, an old immortal, can't die for the time being, and next, they will come, when they are in a bad mood and affect their patience, it is estimated that they will not be so polite and polite! The old man frowned and asked Bai Qi, "Fengqu Xiaoer, what are your plans?" ā€

White looked up at the pavilion. On the waterwheel, the clear water of the river poured into the canals and into the fields in the distance. Carpenter Zhang and his wife grasped the quyuan plough with both hands, driving the old ox, and as they walked, rows of yellow mud with a little black soil rolled under their feet.

In every field, the villagers of Taoyuan Village are preparing for spring ploughing. Teenage children help tidy up the fields amid the scolding of their parents. The younger ones use their little hands to pluck the soil and bring water into each field.

Bai Qi took a deep breath, and his chest was suddenly filled with the fresh smell of spring, and a wave of pride and ambition sprung up in his heart.

"Without him, only to borrow the ear!" White points in the direction of Chang'an.