Twenty-second pastoral song is the most love in the heart
Zhuangzi on.
The sky was faintly bright. Heng Niang called everyone in the village and asked everyone to leave the village as soon as possible.
In the mist, on the fields, the dew flickered like pearls, the dogs barked and the chickens crowed, and the nose was filled with the fragrance of grass and crops.
Yan Chen sent everyone to the intersection, and everyone went to various places according to the strategy discussed yesterday. Everyone parted and left.
Yan Chen took a deep breath and said with a smile: "It's the April day in the world, and the willows on the embankment are drunk and smoky. It's really a peaceful year, and it's the most gratifying! ”
Heng Niang glanced at her and said, "It's the same." Over the years, the prince has governed quite well. ”
Yan Chen nodded: "Qi Zihao is a great talent. Back then, we practiced martial arts together, and he liked to study the strategies for governing the country and securing the country more than me and Xiao Rui. ”
Thinking back then, Yan Chen couldn't help but smile and said, "Speaking of which, I was also a little naughty at that time. Zirui was beaten a lot by my husband for me, even Zihao, and he often ate a lot of hanging. ”
In the morning light, Yan Chen's skin was like white jade, delicate and crystalline, and the upturned long blinking hair was stained with some morning dew, lining a pair of beautiful eyes clear and clear. The swirl at the corner of his mouth became more and more obvious with the smile, as if it was filled with honey. The whole person, from the inside out, looks so clean, so fresh, and so close to people.
Heng Niang followed, and felt much more comfortable.
Yan Chen fell in love with the countryside in front of him, broke a wicker branch, and said yearningly: "Wait for things, in the future, I will live in Zhuangzi." Enjoy the willows in spring and the green fields in summer, and go hunting in autumn and cook wine in winter. Raise a nest of chickens and ducks, plant a few peach blossoms, pass the days slowly, taste carefully, and think about it! ”
Heng Niang sneered: "Miss is just right in her youth, and yesterday she wanted to escape the world like Yan Lao." ”
Yan Chen said: "People are not old, and their hearts are also old. Besides, I'm not escaping from the world, I just want to enter the world. This delicate red dust, idyllic idyll, is the great love in my heart. I hope that there is no hunger and cold in the world, and the years are usually good! ”
Heng Niang smiled: "Even if you like it, I'll go back later today." ”
Yan Chen was worried about his shirt. Heng Niang said: "This is easy to do. When I went out, I saw that Zhuangzi's steward was in a car, and he was probably going to enter the city. Let him take his boy to Ping'an Ju to have a word. ”
And he said, "Miss is always worried. In the past, whether it was an orphan girl or a noble girl, the ladies had to worry about the young lady up and down. When will Miss think more about herself and less about others, won't she be happier? ”
Yan Chen smiled: "Zi Fei fish, the joy of knowing fish?" ”
Heng Niang shook her head and went to make arrangements.
After shopping in the market, he lingered in the tea shop, ate to his heart's content, listened to the miscellaneous hearsay, and returned to Ping'an with satisfaction.
When it got dark, I didn't see Yan Chen and Hengniang come back, so I had to wash up and sleep.
On the morning of the second day, Shirt went to the lobby of Ping'an Ju and waited for a long time, and a boy dressed as a Zhuang head probed his brain and asked the restaurant guy: "Dare to ask Brother, there is a little lady who doesn't know where to live?" ”
Shirt hurriedly jumped over and asked, "I am!" What are you looking for me? ”
The kid hurriedly said: "Mrs. Heng asked me to bring a message, they came back late today." Let you go and walk around. After saying that, he ran away.
"Huh?" She was a little disappointed, then happy. Yamabaru Castle is too big, and there are so many things to eat and have fun. Heng Niang left a lot of money left.
The shirt jumped up and down on the street again.
Yan Chen and Heng Niang continued to wander in the Zhuangzi, and the east and west of the family stopped leisurely.
Qi Zihao also came to the outside of Shanyuan City today, wanting to take advantage of his free time before the big festival to walk around.
Since the establishment of the dynasty, he has lived in the temple, dealing with court affairs every day, and rarely has time to leave the palace. Today, the horses swim to see the green crops on the fields, the rivers and streams, and the farmers weeding and catching insects, which are full of vitality. I can't help but forget about yesterday's boredom. All the way, I talked and laughed with the officials of Yamabara County who followed on the side, and it was very pleasant.
When I came to a village, I was relieved to see that the crops here were particularly green. An old farmer was busy working in the field, and he turned his head and asked the Yamahara county guard next to him: "What is this called?" The crops are neater than elsewhere. He Cheng, the county guard of Shanyuan County, didn't know, so he asked the old farmer in the field loudly: "Dare to ask the old man, who is the Zhuangzi here?" Why are crops growing better than elsewhere? ”
The old peasant looked up and saw a group of people and horses standing on the path with a noble son in their arms. The son's face was like a crown of jade, and he was extravagant, but he had a gentle smile and kind eyebrows.
Hurriedly came over and replied: "This Zhuangzi is called Fengming Villa, because of the charity of the owner, the rent is only 20%, which is half less than that of other places, and it also dredges the ditch to ensure the harvest in drought and flood." Therefore, the little old man and the farmers are full of energy, and they are more meticulous in farm work than elsewhere. ”
Qi Zihao couldn't help but feel sorry and asked in person, "Who is the owner?" ”
Coincidentally, Heng Niang and Yan Chen were wandering around, and Yan Chen took the willow branch next to the path and braided two straw hats, one for each of them on his head, giggling.
The old farmer saw it from afar, and pointed with his hand: "The owner of the village is over there, call Heng Niangzi." ”
Everyone looked up and saw two women not far away.
Qi Zihao squinted slightly, and a woman in front of her was graceful in the sun, and her light blue strong clothes were like a fresh trumpet flower in the breeze. Qi Zihao suddenly felt something flash in his heart, and he was so fast that he couldn't grasp it. I also saw that the woman next to me was tall, and she was also dressed in strong clothes and narrow pants, and her figure seemed to be a little familiar.
The old farmer called out loudly: "Heng Niang, but there are nobles, come over for a while." ”
Heng Niang and Yan Chen had already seen people and horses stop in the distance, and they planned to turn around and go back. Hearing the old peasant's call, he had to stop and turn around.
Heng Niang whispered: "Miss, wait for yourself, the slave family will come when they go." ”
Yan Chen couldn't see Qi Zihao who was surrounded by everyone, so he said indifferently: "Go." ”
Heng Niang walked quickly towards Qi Zihao and his party. When they got closer, everyone dispersed, and suddenly saw Qi Zihao in the column, his heart froze, and he subconsciously turned his head to look at Yan Chen, and his footsteps couldn't help stopping.
The others are okay, Qi Zihao is quite tall, and he has already seen the woman walking over from everyone's heads. The woman's steps were steady, well-proportioned, and she was clearly in good hands.
Seeing that she seemed to see herself, she suddenly stopped, and did not feel strange.
He Cheng, the county guard of Shanyuan, asked, "Is the person who came the owner of Fengming Mountain Villa?" Please come close and speak. ”
Heng Niang steadied herself, stepped over, and Fu Fu asked, "I don't know what happened when the guest called Heng Niang over?" ”
Qi Zihao glanced at Heng Niang, the scar on Heng Niang's face was a bit of a person, and he couldn't see his original face, so he didn't make a sound.
He Cheng replied: "I waited until I saw that your crops were growing well, and I heard that the rent was half less than half of the other place, so I couldn't help but respect the owner." I don't know if the owner is so charitable, but there is a reason? ”
Heng Niang caught a glimpse of Qi Zihao and breathed a sigh of relief. He smiled sharply: "What's the reason for that?" However, it is not easy for the people of the village to live, and the slave family has no children and no daughters, and it is not like other village owners and a large family to eat horses and chew, so it is okay to have less. ”
He Cheng listened to Hengniang neither belittling others nor exalting herself, her language was sincere, and she didn't feel a good feeling.
Just as he was about to open his mouth to speak, he heard someone exclaim, and turned his head to look, but saw the old farmer raise his foot, his face was painful, and his crops shook for a while.
Heng Niang's eyes were clear and her hands were quick, she pulled out the silver hairpin on her head, and shook her hand, as if she had hit something. Qi Zihao's guards rushed over early and took out a red viper from the ground, with a silver hairpin stuck in its head and its tail still rolling.
Everyone gasped, secretly shocking Heng Niang's eyesight and hand speed.
The old peasant had fallen on the ridge, he had rolled up his trouser legs in pain, and the two tooth marks on his calves had turned blue-black. Suddenly passed out.
Everyone was shocked, and some of the accompanying officials had already exclaimed: "God! What a poisonous snake! ”
Suddenly, a touch of blue swayed, and a slender shadow rushed to the old farmer's side like a wind, and his hand was like electricity, instantly sealing several acupoints on the old farmer's calf. In the blink of an eye, he took out a cloth bag, and a row of silver needles glowed blue in the sun.
In a matter of moments, nearly ten silver needles had been inserted into the old peasant's legs. The blue-black color quickly faded down from the old peasant's legs, and finally shrunk into a ring the size of a copper coin at the wound.
Heng Niang squatted down and squeezed the wound with her hands, and a thick black blood spurted out, and the smell was unpleasant.
This series of actions is done almost in the blink of an eye. It wasn't until the old farmer woke up with a whoop that everyone realized that it was a young woman who had saved him.
She stood up, exhaled softly, and fanned her face with her hands, letting the crowd disperse.
Qi Zihao's gaze met her, and both of them were stunned.
Yan Chen never expected to meet her here.
Qi Zihao recognized these eyes.