When Xiu Fan followed Xiao Muchong to approach the big tent, he saw Yuan Bin wiping the long sword that had already been polished outside the tent, since he was rescued by Xiao Muchong and brought here two years ago, he hadn't said a few words to anyone, of course, Leng Cong - except for Mu Ziyan, I don't know what method that kid used, this Yuan Bin was so amused that he was willing to speak, and saw that he and Xiao Muchong actually stood up with a smile.

"What's the matter?" Xiao Muchong saw Yuan Bin's unusually smile, and stopped, he didn't save his mother two years ago, he has been obsessed with ignoring no one and not participating in the affairs of the military camp, Xiao Muchong has no choice but to let him guard the big tent.

"I, I'm going to train. This is the longest sentence he has ever said to Xiao Muchong for so many years.

"Oh, why?" Xiao Muchong asked curiously, enduring the pain in his back.

"Brother Leng Cong is right, the eldest husband should be... Male flying, safe can lie still, I can't always stay in the big tent. Yuan Bin's thin and dark face had eyes flashing with a light that had never been seen before.

"Cold... Cong?" Xiao Muchong listened and glanced in the direction of the room, the eldest husband should be Xiongfei? He entered the big tent a little thoughtfully, and threw a sentence to Yuan Bin, "Okay, tomorrow's wheat harvest, you go and help him deliver food together." ”

"Is there any movement in the Leng family?" Xiao Muchong took off his coat, and Xiu Fan consciously gave him medicine on his back, which was a tacit understanding that had been cultivated for several years.

"Leng Chan has been attacked twice, but not by the same wave. As soon as Xiu Fan heard that it was for this matter, he relieved his heart, and always felt that when Xiao Muchong called him just now, the eyes looked at him holding Leng Cong's hand, and his eyes were cold. "One wave is from the palace, and the other wave seems to be from Dongrong. ”

"Hmph, I'm afraid that General Yuan's affairs are inseparable from Dongrong, but the emperor turned a blind eye to them and framed them, there are not many old generals left in Huoyun, and Old General Mu had no intention of seizing the throne when he had the Huoyun Army, not to mention now" Xiao Muchong didn't know why the royal family was staring at Mu Liancheng, and he couldn't understand why Old General Mu and his wife chose to destroy the Red Feather Sword and disperse the Huoyun Army, and now he is so angry, he can ......

When he told Prime Minister's father this, he was scolded by his father, who had never officially reprimanded him, "Without General Mu's choice, where did you come from... Happy and happy, your master really let you come back early. ”

Thinking of General Mu, Xiao Muchong felt a little guilty in his heart for some reason, not because the prime minister's father said well, but... He thought of the marriage contract and Mu Ziyan, who had never met, it was rumored in the palace that she was beautiful, gentle and steady, and played the piano well, but what he expected in his mind was the active posture in the Furong Building, the cunning eyes when the Jade Boat fell into the water, and the breath that made his heart beat and forgot the pain just lying on him.

"Tomorrow, you go to Xishan Academy to take a look, Master Xuanshi has finished playing chess, and then pay attention to the whereabouts of the Dongrong people in Huadu, and don't tell General Leng about Leng for the time being... Cong's affairs, including my father. Find Old Lady Leng first. "The former patriarch of the Ten Divisions of Huoyun has escaped from the mountains and forests, and Tianmu Division has not been able to find any clues over the years, and there are some things that I really have to ask my uncle.

Mu Ziyan waited anxiously for an hour on a simple but comfortable bed in the firewood room, and finally couldn't stay up anymore, so he slept until nearly noon. She didn't know what she was worried about, Xiao Muchong wouldn't do anything to her if he saved her, I don't know if it was an illusion, when she opened her eyes yesterday, the moment she saw it from that handsome face, and the smile on her thin lips, made her a little infatuated...

"Leng Cong, when you get up, I'll go to the beachhead to deliver food" Mu Ziyan was still sitting on the bed stunned, Master Wan had already prepared a cart of lunch with the help of Yuan Bin.

"Delivery?" Mu Ziyan habitually walked out of the firewood room with his sword, "Master Wan, who will you send this noon?" ”

"Brothers who cut wheat on the beachhead, if you don't train today, you will all go to the field to grab wheat."

"Grab it from whom?"

"Rob with God, Xiao... The fourth prince said that there will be strong winds and rains tomorrow. All the wheat must be taken back today. So the brothers went down to the ground before dawn. Master Wan was rescued by Xiao Muchong from Zhu Huai's poisonous men, and he was a little older in the Dongtan camp, not that he didn't shout "master" and "head", but he felt that "general, marshal" and the like were more suitable. But the imperial court did not take them seriously, and did not give them food or preparation. So far, Xiao Muchong has not had a formal position.

"Oh" No wonder the camp was so quiet, Mu Ziyan gulped a few sips and drank the porridge that Master Wan gave him to cool, and helped Yuan Bin push the cart with a bite of steamed buns. Originally, I was still struggling with whether I should go and thank Xiao Muchong, well, it seems that I don't need to, I'm so busy with work, isn't it.

The sun shone brightly on the mirror lake and refracted the dazzling light, a gray and white gravel road stretched straight forward beside the lake embankment, and a water cedar was planted on the side of the road, although it was not tall but straight and upright like a faithful sentinel, and the golden ears of wheat were trying to stand up in the sun, as if they were scrambling to show their full and rich grains to passers-by. The crunching of wooden carts along the gravel road with the crunching of frogs in the ditch and the lakeshore, and in the distance Mu Ziyan could already hear the sound of people working in the easternmost wheat field.

"With so many people to eat, we can't afford one trip," Mu Ziyan looked at the shirtless and shoulder-to-shoulder, hard-working "peasants" in the field, seeing their skillful posture of bending over and holding a sickle in their right hand and wheat in their left hand, and the smiles on their faces, how could they not be associated with the people in the capital who drank and gambled all day long.

"The master said that if he was too full, he would not move, and he would go back to eat the harvest banquet in the evening. Yuan Bin silently put out the dishes and chopsticks and shouted, "Open the meal." Mu Ziyan sat on a stack of wheat with a sword in his arms, counting the stacks of wheat piled up like a hill in the field, a sight that had never been seen in Beisai.

Probably knew Xiao Muchong's strategy, as soon as he heard that everyone was eating, he threw down his farm tools and rushed to the field, chatting while eating, the father who was a waiter at home or Lao Tzu, who was the imperial history, had promised in front of his colleagues that he would send some food grown by his "unscrupulous" son to them to taste, as if since they followed Xiao Muchong into the army, the fathers never scolded them again, and even paid for them to buy weapons and horses.

Some of the people who ate fast were napping in the fields, some were sharpening their sickles, and some were holding the dice together, and Xiao Muchong and Xiao Han saw this scene when they arrived. Every year, they will "gamble" to decide who will take on the harvest of the land that goes out to perform tasks or are on duty, and some will also take out their own tasks to gamble. But no one was willing to gamble with Xiao Muchong, so Xiao Muchong was ready to work in the field by himself.

"Master, play with us, you win, we'll help you cut?" Xiu Fan's subordinate Pan Yu'er grinned at Xiao Muchong. The "ignorant and unreasonable" people pretended to scold him for cutting wheat and cutting stupidity. But a lot of people are interested.

"How to play?" Xiao Muchong had already lifted the hem of his robe and tucked it into his waist, and when he heard this kind invitation, his phoenix eyes smiled into a line.

"Master, we don't have your internal strength, and we can't play you with dice, but if we play with another trick, we may be able to win you." "Pan Yu'er is as slippery as his name, and his acting is like a real thing.

"Okay, whatever you want" Xiao Muchong felt that as long as you want, I have a way.

"So, the number of two dice is from two to twelve, and here are piles of ears of wheat from two to twelve, and I will only choose this, this, and these piles, and the rest will be yours. Pan Yuer scholar Mu Ziyan taught him, as if he was pointing with his fingers, "Let's each hold a dice, which side will win a game, a total of 30 rounds to see who wins?"

Xiao Muchong was a little suspicious, but he couldn't think of anything wrong, so he nodded. Everyone gathered around, and some people coaxed and began to bet, and they all pressed out their remaining tasks, hoping to hand them over, Xiao Han saw Pan Yu'er glance at the "Leng Cong" on the wheat chop over there, and also smiled and pressed the bet on Xiao Yu'er's side.

A quarter of an hour later, Pan Yu'er picked up his robe and put away the sickle, and smiled so loudly that he raised his eyebrows, "Go back and make up for sleep, and eat a harvest banquet at night, haha, boss, you have worked hard."

"Boss, you've worked hard. ”...

"Boss, we're waiting for you with good wine"...

"Boss, I'll stay and help you" Xiao Han was the last to come up, embarrassed to leave Xiao Muchong alone, how could he finish cutting this large wheat field.

"Get out," Xiao Muchong watched Pan Yu'er whistle "Leng Cong" and call him back to the camp, as if he noticed some "premeditated" taste, his eyes were introverted, and he said to Xiao Han coldly: "Let that kid come over, I need someone to help." ”