"I will follow General Zhang to make a big meal, this time I will go thousands of miles, and I will come to bid farewell to the master. "Okay, let the big cannibal take a look at the literary talent and martial arts of our Chinese boys. Facing Wu Yingying, Cai Lang's mood was very complicated. He grew up in the palace since he was a child, but he is a prince, and everyone including his adoptive father and adoptive mother is very polite to him, but there are not many opportunities to meet his closest biological father. Later, when the country was ruined and the family died, Wu Yingying treated him completely differently than the usual civil and military masters, and always treated him as equals, chatting with him without any guilt, telling adult jokes unscrupulously, and not preventing him from joining the army, only telling him that men should be responsible, but made him feel admired.

Later, he joined the army and practiced, saw with his own eyes, heard with his own ears, countless bloody men were willing to risk arrows and arrows to the white blade, and spilled blood on their heads, these people were loyal to Wu Yingying, believing that he was the real true dragon emperor, and he would definitely make everyone's sacrifice worthwhile, so that the capable sergeants could get a good future, and would bring a peaceful and prosperous era to Hexi Longyou, and even all the people in the world. Cai Lang can't even imagine the wise and decisive lord in the minds of the soldiers as if he was a god, and his approachable and even quite interesting master as a person, plus the events of the week, sometimes, Cai Lang will ask himself: "Master, is it the so-called hero of the world, or is it a real hero?"

Every time I saw Wu Yingying, riding out of the Xia Wangfu, Cai Lang was in a state of confusion, so he came to the outside of Shazhou Academy, he was Liang Zuoqiu's disciple, and he didn't pass it on, so he walked straight to the outside of Liang Zuoqiu's study before respectfully saying: "Teacher, student Cai Lang will go with Master Zhang Zhongyao to send a big meal, and I have come to bid farewell to the teacher." "Come in!" replied Liang Zuoqiu, as if absent-mindedly.

Cai Lang lifted the curtain and entered the room, Liang Zuoqiu faced the door, a Confucian man in a white robe and a square scarf turned his back to him, and turned his head when he heard the sound, the two looked at each other, and at the same time they were shocked, as if they had been struck by lightning, and they were stunned. Cai Lang's eyes widened, and he felt like he was in a dream.

"Brother Cai, this is my disciple, it is still your fellow sect, named Cai Lang, now serving as a captain in the Jiaorong Army, a civil and military all-rounder, and a leader among the younger generation in Shazhou. Although Liang Zuoqiu felt that something was wrong, he still introduced the two of them, "Cai Lang, this is Mr. Cai Zhongyin, a famous man in the south of the Yangtze River, Mr. Cai is only eight buckets tall, full of splendid articles, and he is not as good as a teacher, you have to ask him for advice in the future." Cai Lang was awakened by Liang Zuoqiu's words, full of joy and sorrow, and fell to the ground deeply, but he didn't know what to say. Cai Yu came to his senses, turned his head to Liang Zuoqiu, suppressed his joy, and said in a trembling voice: "Brother Zuoqiu, Captain Cai is the son of my deceased, and I and his father are friends of life and death. ”

Liang Zuoqiu suddenly realized, and said in his heart, this Cai Lang was brought out by Wu Yingying from Jiangnan, and Cai Zhongyin is also from Jiangnan and the same sect, so it is indeed very likely that they are familiar with each other. This Cai Lang lost his father when he was young, and when he saw his father's old friend, he naturally lost some square inches, he saw that the two seemed to be full of thoughts, and seemed to be afraid that he could not talk freely, so he smiled and said: "The son of the deceased, I want to congratulate you on meeting again after a long absence." He turned to Cai Lang and said, "Go to the school to see your senior brother for the teacher, and you can talk to Mr. Zhong Yin here." ”

After Liang Zuoqiu left, Cai Lang wanted to give Cai Yu a big gift to see him with father and son, but Cai Yu helped him up. He handed the jade pendant to Cai Lang, who looked at the jade pendant carefully, the front was carved with a common dragon pattern in the Central Plains, but the back was an unknown pattern, which was indeed similar to the decoration that Cai Lang saw in the Western Regions from the Persian food area.

Cai Yu looked at his tall and heroic son, and asked, "How has Wu Yingying treated you over the years?" In fact, as soon as he arrived in Hexi, Cai Yu wanted to know Cai Lang's recent situation, but when he met Mrs. Zhou in Dunhuang City, Wu Yingying inquired about the country, and by mistake, there was a great misunderstanding between Cai Yu and Wu Yingying, and he never had the opportunity to ask Wu Yingying about Cai Lang's situation. I only learned from Zhang Zhongyao at the beginning that Cai Lang is now a captain in the Jiaorong Army, and his literary talent and martial arts are excellent, and later Zhang Zhongyao also avoided Cai Yu.

"After going north and south of the Yangtze River, I entrusted Mr. Liang Zuoqiu to teach the children in literature, and General Xiao Jiu taught the children martial arts, and later allowed me to join the army for training. Cai Lang said in a low voice, he faced Cai Yu, but he had a strange feeling, "My father has lived in Bianliang all these years, but he has suffered, and his children are not filial. Cai Yu shook his head and said, "That's it, that's it, you have grown up and become a talent, and I can also comfort your mother's spirit in the sky." The two talked about the situation after some farewells, and Cai Lang finally couldn't help but speak: "Father, aunt, ......" Cai Yu's face sank, and his fists clenched and said: "Don't mention her again, Tianhe, do you remember what your mother looked like at the beginning? That year, I discussed with your mother, and lied that you died of a serious illness because of watching the lantern, but in fact, I secretly fostered you in your uncle's house. When Cai Yu said this, he remembered that after the Great Zhou Dynasty, he was also facing the wall until he died, and he was unwilling to use his haggard face to deal with the resolute past, and he felt a lot of guilt in his heart.

Cai Lang saw that his father seemed to know something about the events after Zhou, and he originally had a misunderstanding. But his father's appearance in Shazhou safe and sound made his thoughts very different, and after a pause, he made up his mind and said in a deep voice: "My aunt told the child that she and the master are innocent, and the master has always treated her politely. Cai Yu was stunned for a moment, waved his hand and said: "Today, the father and son are reunited, so I won't mention those troubles," and suddenly sighed: "Your master is indeed more suitable to be the emperor than me." ”

The night was quiet, and the study room of King Xia's mansion was still brightly lit, and the tax collector governor Shi Cais, the envoy Zhang Zhongyao, and the head of the baggage department, Xiao Jiu, were still reporting to Wu Yingying on the matters they were in charge of.

Chase took a small notebook, and if he put on the crystal eyes again, he would be more like Mr. Bookkeeper, and said to Wu Yingying: " The tax collector's office has consulted the archives of the original state capital, and now there are about 10 million mu of arable land in the Hetao area with Lingzhou as the center, about 30 million mu of arable land in Hexi Prefecture, more than 3,000 mu of fields that can be reclaimed in the North Tianshan Road, and about 4 million mu of arable land in the Hehuang area, totaling about 74 million mu, yielding one stone per mu, and removing next year's seeds, with an average of 161 catties of grain per muThese pastures can raise 100 million sheep, and according to the forage consumed by 5 sheep is equal to one cow or horse, the pasture can raise 20 million cattle or horses. About 25 million sheep or 5 million cattle can be slaughtered a year. ”