Huangfu Songyuan made a special circle from Jizhou and went to Qingzhou to relieve Wei Tong, and he can be regarded as a "little staff officer" who looks up to him. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info After ensuring that the crisis in Qingzhou had been contacted, Huangfu Song immediately set off and returned to Beijing to face the saint and report the results of the battle. Wei Tong also wanted to stay with Huangfu Song for a few days, but was politely declined by Huangfu Song.

After all, when people went back to do errands for the emperor, they came to Qingzhou in a big circle, and they had already delayed a lot of time, so how could they continue to stay here leisurely.

However, Wei Tong thought about it later, fortunately, Huangfu Song did not stay, if he really stayed for a few days, the military rations and hospitality of tens of thousands of people behind him, Wei Tong, a small landlord in the poor countryside, really couldn't afford it.

"It seems that next time you are polite, you have to measure your own strengths first...... It's easy to have an accident if you pretend to be too forced......" Wei Tong, who sent Huangfu Song away, looked at the back of tens of thousands of troops leaving, Wei Tong wiped a cold sweat.

Wei Tong chatted with Changyin in Changyin Village for a while, and then returned to his long-lost village. Qinglai Village is far away from the world and has not been affected by the Yellow Turban War in the slightest. However, the restless news from outside still spread to Qinglai Village, so the villagers did not wander around during this time, and all stayed in the village honestly.

Anyway, there are many things to do in the village, enough for everyone to keep busy.

The Yellow Turban Rebellion lasted for nearly ten months, and the residential area behind Qinglai Village had all been completed, and a large number of top-level houses were neatly arranged, making Wei Tong feel like he was standing in front of the gate of a community.

Wei Tong, who had not returned to the village for a long time, suddenly went back this time, and was not extra welcomed by the villagers. Everyone is accustomed to the village chief working outside all the year round, and when they met the village chief on the road, they all came back to their senses from the guy in their hands, glanced at Wei Tong with some surprise, and then greeted from afar:

"Yo? Is the village chief back? ”

And then move on to what to do. It seems that Wei Tong is his own son, who went out to play for a few days and now comes back for dinner, and there is no turmoil in his heart.

The fence of the village has been fully built, and compared to the fences of the villages outside, the fence of Qinglai Village is too rural.

The bamboo gate will also be completed, but Wei Tong feels that this gate has no practical significance......

"Village Chief, are you back?" Wei Xian was walking out of his room, and he met Wei Tong head-on, and he saluted very unexpectedly.

"Well, everything is okay in the village?" Wei Tong nodded.

"Everything is fine, thanks to the village chief, the war outside has not burned to us."

"How many people are in our village now?"

This is a problem that Wei Tong is more concerned about now, because all the conditions for upgrading from high-level villages to township level, including other basic construction facilities, are easy to achieve, so for the village heads of the majority of high-level villages, the most difficult challenge is that they must have a population of 5,000.

"Now there are more than 2,400 people in the village, and due to the impact of the war, there have been very few displaced people from outside.

Wei Tong continued to nod, then took out something from his bag and handed it to Wei Xian. Wei Xian took it and took a look, and his expression suddenly changed:

"It's ...... Architectural drawings of a private school? ”

"Yes, in the days to come, you should pay a little more attention to the affairs of Confucianism. Our village is already remote, coupled with the traffic blockage, and there is not enough communication with the outside world, which is not a good thing for everyone's knowledge and culture, if we can open a private school and give children a place to study, I think it will be good for the big guys......"

"The lord is wise! Wei will do his best! Wei Xian looked very excited, accepted the drawings with both hands, and his voice trembled slightly.

Wei Tong was concerned about Wei Xian's recent living situation again, and then returned to his village chief's room.

Because Wei Tong came back this time, in addition to going back to the village that he had not seen for a long time, there was also an extremely important thing to do.

Three days later, at midnight, at the beginning of the day, the mirror moon was hanging high, Wei Tong and Gao Shun, and Xuan Lonely, looking at the pavilion standing on the mountain behind, looking forward to something with some nervousness.

After Tang Zhou's whistleblowing, Wei Tong got such a drawing called "Immortal Pavilion", and the vague description on the drawing and the hint of "there may be an adventure" at the end stimulated Wei Tong's nerves all the time. It's just that the drawings require that it can only be used after the end of the Yellow Turban Uprising, so Wei Tong has only been in a hurry for the past ten months.

And now that the Yellow Turban Rebellion is really over, Wei Tong is of course the first to go back to the village and build this pavilion. When directing the villagers to build a pavilion during the day, everyone thought it was very strange, what use could it be to build a pavilion in this barren mountain and wilderness? It's just that the village chief's affairs are not easy to ask too much, anyway, this small pavilion, but the construction period of less than a day will be completed in a blink of an eye.

Since then, Wei Tong has come to guard outside the pavilion every night.

The shape of the pavilion is very exquisite, the cornices are warped, the fence on six sides, a stone table in the middle, two stone benches, a chessboard on the table, a box of black and white, and the chess box is placed in the two corners of the chessboard.

"Is it really the 'Immortal Pavilion'......?" Wei Tong smiled bitterly.

Wei Tong specially built this pavilion at the corner of the mountain road, outside the fence is the cliff, near the verdant mountains, far away there is a bright color, sitting in the inside is very meaningful.

This is the third day that Wei Tong has been waiting here, and today he was bored waiting alone, so he dragged Gao Shun and Xuan Lin over to wait.

Today's moonlight is very good, but from time to time there are clouds drifting by, making the moonlight cloudy and yang, Wei Tong stared at the movement in the pavilion very hard.

Suddenly, a large area of dark clouds spread over as if covering the sky and the sun, blocking the moonlight tightly, Wei Tong suddenly felt that his eyes were dark, and he complained impatiently:

"Why is it so hard to come out to keep vigil all night, one cloud at a time, one cloud at a time, and I'm annoyed to death......"

"The clouds are rolling and the weather is thousands, such a beautiful scenery, ordinary people, do you want to complain?"

In the darkness, a Qing Yue's voice sounded, which scared Wei Tong a lot.

The clouds in the sky suddenly dissipated, and the bright moonlight sprinkled again into the heavens and the earth...... However, Wei Tong felt a stump in his heart, and he was almost scared away.

In the originally empty pavilion, two old men with crane hair and childish faces suddenly appeared, and the two chess boxes were also empty, but the chessboard was already covered with black and white chess pieces, densely packed, and there seemed to be mysteries among them, and Wei Tong was dizzy when he saw it......