The façade of this restaurant looks ordinary, but the dishes are excellent, and the wine is good. Zhanzhao is not a greedy person, but he still can't help but drink cup after cup.

While drinking, I listened to the people around me talk about some trivial matters of Zhang's family and Li Jia's family.

"Have you heard that the little son of the Ningjun Wang family is going to divorce our county lord?"

When Zhan Zhao heard the word county lord, he immediately tilted his ears.

"Phew, I don't know which villains are spreading rumors, you are embarrassed to listen, and if you hear this kind of thing again, you will beat me, and it will be me!"

The little boy in brocade was furious, and he was so angry that he snorted for a long time, "Can the county lord look at the kind of gentleman in Beijing?" As early as eight years ago, I wrote back to get out of the marriage, but there was no reply when Jingli received the letter, and you know in the past few years that the county lord is so busy, how can he have the time to take care of this, and it will delay the time if he comes and goes, and now it is time for people to beat him up, saying that it seems that our county lord is in a hurry to get married! ”

A few words were said very quickly, and the people around him responded one after another, and Zhan Zhao could hear it as soon as he heard it, these people loved and respected the county lord very much.

Unexpectedly, the county lord of Changping was very low-key in the court, and almost everyone wanted to forget the orphan of this loyal minister, but Zhenxi City had such prestige.

It seems that it is really time to meet the county lord.

"Hey, hero, can you do me a favor?"

After finishing the meal and leaving the restaurant, Zhan Zhao was about to go directly to the barracks, and he was looking for General Zhenxi to ask him to introduce him to the county lord, so he heard an old man raise his hand to greet him.

The old man panted, bent over and holding his legs, and in front of him was a wheelbarrow with two large buckets, and the barrels were still steaming.

"Can you help push it?"

Zhan Zhao hurriedly passed, not to mention that the old man spoke, even if he didn't speak, he wouldn't fail to take a hand when he saw it.

Seeing that he pushed the car neatly, the old man breathed a sigh of relief, and thanked him with a smile on his face: "It's really unforgiving, don't talk about this little weight in the past few years, it's nothing to double, these days the autumn harvest is busy, the children are working overtime, and my old man can't do anything else, so I can only cook two pots of soup to relieve their fatigue." ”

Zhan Zhao listened to the old man's babbling words, but suddenly felt that something was wrong, and after thinking about it carefully, he suddenly realized that this old man's attitude was very strange.

Kaifeng Mansion is not counted for the time being, at the feet of the Son of Heaven, the mentality of the proud people of Tokyo has always been very good, and the officials of Kaifeng Mansion, including him, a four-grade guard with a knife, have helped the people to do some small things within their ability, and the people trust them and have no fear of them.

But in other places outside, ordinary people are more or less wary of Jianghu people.

The heroes of the rivers and lakes have a righteous word, and they do not harm the people, but just that body of kung fu is enough to make people afraid, and there are countless people in the world who do not talk about morality.

But the old man in front of him called him a hero, but his actions were very casual, not to mention that he was not afraid, as if he was treating his own children and nephews, and there was a special trust.

This kind of trust feels pretty good.

Zhanzhao's heart was hot, and the fatigue of many days was swept away, and he steadily pushed the trolley all the way to the edge of a large piece of farmland, but he was shocked when he looked up.

The sickle flew, and the pieces of wheat fell to the ground, looking at the trajectory of the sickle, it was clearly a very clever swordsmanship.

A handsome man wearing a Confucian costume carried a large basket with a height of one person on his shoulders, and his steps were like flying, leaving an afterimage, and his light body kung fu was very good.

A pair of twin sisters flicked their knives, and where they passed, large swaths of wheat fell.

Zhanzhao: "......"

Where did so many masters come from in Zhenxi City?

The old man beside him shouted loudly: "County Lord, General, come and drink a bowl of soup." ”

Zhan Zhao was startled, looked up, and soon saw two people coming out of the shed next to the wheat field, one of them was tall, with a tiger's back and a bear's waist, dressed in a short dress, and wearing a straw hat on his head.

Three years ago, the general went to Beijing to report on his work, and he had seen him in the palace, and this person was indeed the one who was dressed in brocade robes, with a warm smile, and a gentleman, like a literati and a scholar, more than a martial artist and a businessman.

Next to the general was a young woman in her twenties, wearing a short jacket and loose cotton pants underneath.

The woman was about the county lord of Changping, and she communicated with the general as she walked: "The expenditure of the school next year, the children must still ensure a meal of meat within a day, and they must not be saved, if it is not enough, you can think about it, and ...... The black feather of the spy battalion has been determined to be martyred a month ago. His line had to be broken...... Sympathize with you. ”

Zhan Zhao couldn't wait to block his ears, in front of the public, in this wheat field, there were so many people in the rivers and lakes with first-class ears around, these two discussed civil affairs, and they actually talked about secrets in the army, which was too imprudent.

Moreover, it seems that the status of the lord of Changping is ...... It's really not ordinary.

Fang Ruohua looked up at him, his face was still a little heavy, but he eased up a little: "It's the Zhan guard, don't worry, there is no safer place now, this batch of grain is not only related to the food and salary of the three-way army, but also related to whether the two million and 300,000 people in the surrounding states need to tighten their belts to spend this year, the little girl does not dare to ignore it, to ensure that not a single sparrow can fly in, and it can't fly out." ”

Without waiting for Zhan Zhao to say anything, the words changed, "Zhan Guard, but the guards are here for the Jiang family's case?" ”

Zhan Zhao was taken aback, and he didn't even have time to think about why the county lord who had never been to the capital knew him, and countless thoughts flashed through his mind in an instant.

Fang Ruohua raised his eyebrows, at the moment, this Zhan Zhao is still very similar to the one he once knew, not only is his appearance almost the same, but his bearing is also similar, but it is easier to fall in love with his face, perhaps because he is a few years younger.

I couldn't help but feel a little melancholy for a while.

When she went to the Northern Song Dynasty, she would be at a loss, pretending to be a ghost and relying on the help of others. Now that I am alone in the hourly air exam, my parents can't accompany me, and I can't even see the group of people who eat melons, but they are already fearless.

"Don't be busy, eat first, and talk slowly after eating."

No matter how anxious Zhanzhao is, it is impossible to delay the county lord to eat.

A county lord and a general from the second grade, the two of them found a stone bench and sat down on the spot, the wet moss and soil on the stone bench had not yet been wiped clean, and the two of them were not dirty.

After sitting down, I was not busy drinking soup, and I couldn't wait to take out the lunch box from the package I carried with me and bury my head in eating.

Not only did they eat, but the soldiers who worked in the fields also took turns to eat.