A thatched house, in the summer, looks a little desolate and barren.

But in winter, the roof is covered with a layer of snow, echoing the snow scene in the distance, and naturally blending into the world covered in silver.

Near the front, there is a wooden door.

Boom...

The few knocks on the door, Yuan Zheng's heart fluctuated, he probably didn't expect that he would come to a foreign country in the days when the New Year was approaching.

The Wei River is not as vast as the Qingping River, but it is long.

The climate of Daqin, winter is winter, and the cold is bone-chilling.

About half an hour later, an old man opened the wooden door.

The old man's skin was black, his face was vicissitudes, and he was wrapped in a beast robe, which looked like it should be sewn from a bear skin.

Holding a bowl of noodles in his hand, the noodles were very wide, Yuan Zheng subconsciously glanced at it, this was probably the famous trouser belt noodles of Daqin.

There is no one here, there is only this one family, and there is no village with little smoke.

The old man probably hadn't seen a living person for a long time, looked at Yuan Zheng with a blank face, and said: "Look at the child's dress, he should be a child of a rich family, why did he come to such a place." ”

As he spoke, he also glanced at the tall black horse that followed behind Yuan Zheng.

Yuan Zheng said softly: "I am from Xianyang, I followed my father and they hunted in autumn, wandered around, and were greedy for fun, and they were separated from my father, so I wandered here, I don't know if I can have a meal here." ”

Yuan Zheng's stomach was really a little hungry, and he originally wanted to find an inn, but he left Qinling by himself and came towards Daqin, and unconsciously followed the Wei River all the way up, and then came here.

The old man got out of the way and said, "Come in and do it." ”

Entering the house, the temperature of the fire rushed in at the moment, and Yuan Zheng's heart had a trace of warmth, just set up firewood, and the fire in the fire pit was not burning very strongly.

There is a small stove room on the side, a large iron pot, and a noodle soup in it.

Yuan Zheng thanked: "Thank you for the old man's hospitality." ”

The old man said calmly: "The mountain and wild people, there is no such thing as entertaining or not, I am curious, listening to the accent of the son, it is not very like the authentic old Qin people, dare to ask the son what kind of errand he does?"

Yuan Zheng responded indifferently: "My father opened an inn in Cangyun City, the border between Great Wei and Great Qin, and I have also dealt with Wei people in Great Wei all the year round, and I have some Great Wei accents, and I am also very surprised that the old man can hear it." ”

The old man smiled and asked, "How much can you eat?"

Yuan Zheng glanced at the dishes and chopsticks placed next to the stove, the bowl was really big, bigger than a human head, it was simply a small pot.

Softly said: "With such a big bowl, I can only eat one bowl of noodles." ”

The old man finished eating the trouser noodles in his bowl in a few bites, and then went to give them to Yuan Zheng.

The fire in the fire pit gradually became stronger, and when Yuan was roasting the fire, he was very peaceful, without adding firewood, and quietly waiting for the old man to eat for himself.

Not long after, the old man came over with a large bowl of noodles.

The legendary trouser belt noodles, Yuan is the first time to see it, picked up the chopsticks and took a sip, the fragrance is pungent, and the noodles are strong and delicious.

The old man said on the side: "It seems that Childe is really hungry, I can entertain Childe here, but Childe's mount, I can't help it, after winter, it will soon be snowy and the mountains will be closed." ”

"It's not easy to find a stutter for your mount. ”

In the depths of the Qinling Mountains, he developed the habit of eating without words and sleeping without words, which also caused Yuan Zheng to not like to talk when eating.

It wasn't until he finished eating a big bowl of noodles that Yuan Zheng responded: "It's okay, this horse likes to eat meat, there are fish in the Wei River, just take him out and catch some fish for him to eat." ”

The old man was stunned, it was the first time he had seen the meat eating horses.

But looking at the black horse's smooth and smooth appearance, it does look like a meat-eating horse.

After Yuan Zheng finished eating, he put down the dishes and chopsticks and said: "This place is deserted, and the old man lives here alone.

The old man was not in a hurry to clean up the mess on the stove, and finally met a person, and it was good to talk.

Yan said: "There is no way, I guard the Wei River alone, I can fish and fish if I have nothing to do, go hunting in the mountains in the distance, and live a life alone, there is no right or wrong here, and I don't need to look at the face of the official, loneliness is lonely, but I am also free and comfortable." ”

Yuan Zheng asked, "How many sons does the old man have?"

The old man said: "The three of them are all soldiers, saying that if they kill a soldier on the battlefield, they can get a large sum of silver, and they can also be officials, and they will be in the army with their brains, and they will not come out." ”

The Qin people are still martial, and the only way for ordinary people to be promoted is to become a soldier and kill people.

As for the poor students of the Qin State, they also have to go on the path of being a soldier, and they have a little ink in their stomachs, and they may be able to mix a good errand in the barracks.

As far as the Qin State is concerned, there is no law that it is difficult to produce a noble son from a poor family, as long as you are willing to be a soldier and dare to kill people and set fires, there is still a great chance of getting ahead.

It's not like the Great Wei, the poor family is really difficult to produce a noble son, the ancient family, oppressing the ordinary people, above the temple, but if there is any good errand, it is the bag of the cubs of the wealthy family.

Uncle Chen Yu was a poor and sour talent back then, and he also took the path of being a soldier, so he became a world-famous military division.

Yuan Zhengying said: "Looking at it now, there is no war yet, and there will be a war between my Great Qin and Great Wei sooner or later, but no matter how you look at it, it will be seven or eight years later." ”

The old man gathered the firewood in the fire pit, and a piece of firewood was burned red and smoking, obviously not burned through.

"This kind of thing like war, I also thought about it when I was young, I thought about it back then, and I also wanted to mix a good future for myself, but the idea was too back, and I met either the old oilman, or the elite of the enemy army, and no one was killed, but was almost killed by the enemy. ”

"In retrospect, when I went to the nineteen brothers, I was the only one still alive, guarding the long Wei River. ”

"I don't expect my three sons to kill people and become officials, don't die by then, at least one of them must survive, find a daughter-in-law, and come to inherit the family lineage. ”

"It's the best, none of the three sons should have anything to do, the right family members, the right Daqin. ”

When he said this, the old man himself didn't know where there were so many things in this world that could have the best of both worlds.

Once there is a war, it will definitely be a death, and the death of other people's families is also a son, and the death of their own family is still a son, to put it in detail, it is the parents who wait for their son to come back from the battlefield, and they don't expect to bring any rewards for military merits, just come back alive.

There are still many old people like Xiang Laohan, Yuan Zheng remembered the farmhouse courtyard where Li Chen and Li Ding were recuperating from their injuries, that old man, I am afraid that he also celebrates the New Year every year, and he spends it alone.

The old man asked curiously: "I'm ashamed, I went to the territory of Great Zhou with the army, but I haven't been to Great Wei, what is Cangyun City like?" ”

Yuan Zheng himself didn't know anything about Cangyun City, but he remembered that his senior sister Shan Rong had been to Cangyun City and resolved some personal grievances.

Hu Xu said: "At the junction, there is always a mixture of fish and dragons, there are our spies of Daqin, and there are also spies of Dawei, sometimes you can sit together to eat and drink, and sometimes, it is a hand-to-hand battle." ”

"It's still prosperous, and there are a lot of people in the salt and iron business. ”

"But people are dying almost every day, and people are going there every day. ”

The old man nodded as if he didn't understand: "Silver and gold ingots are always the most harmful things." ”

Yuan Zhengdao: "That's not it, before March, when we returned to Xianyang from Cangyun City, we all suffered an assassination, and three guys died. ”

The old man already knew that Yuan Zheng was almost from the government, and the elders in the family were all on food.

Yuan Zheng proposed: "It's almost the New Year, I'm afraid I have to hoard a lot of meat, I see that you also have a longbow here, why don't I accompany the old man to the mountains to have a look, and get some New Year's goods." ”

Winter is the best season for hunting, without the cover of leaves, the prey in the mountains and forests is not easy to hide and hide, and the prey in the snowy mountains cannot run fast.

There was a young man who helped, and the old man naturally had a lot of energy in his heart.

"Okay, I'll put the dishes and chopsticks away first. The old man immediately got up and went to the stove to wash the pots and dishes.

Yuan Zheng walked out of the house, the black horse was very peaceful, it did not turn into a thousand miles of smoke and clouds, and the snow outside was getting bigger and bigger.