It's still the same old tree, but the notice from a while ago has been posted on a wooden fence, and a few steps to the right, there is an additional tea stall.

The banner of the word "tea" fluttered in the wind, and someone tied the mule and horse and walked inside.

There are only three tables at the tea stall, and the vendors are sitting in groups of three or five, resting and drinking tea, and asking each other about something.

"Brother! Where is this going? ”

"Yangzhou! Those who can sit here now are either going to Yangzhou or just coming out of Yangzhou......"

"I heard that in less than three years, Yangzhou will be prosperous again!"

"yes. Yangzhou has a shrewd and capable good prefect! ”

"Shrewd? Brother, I'm afraid there is some misunderstanding. ”

"That's it. A nerd who can pass out next field! ”

"It's not His Royal Highness King Xiao Wu who supported him behind his back......"

The merchant, who had been sitting in the corner for a long time without saying a word, couldn't help but get up and approached when he heard this.

He grabbed the arm of the last person to speak, and asked with a somewhat gloomy expression: "Brother! Do you have an old relationship with King Wu? ”

"There is old. What? The man was stunned for a moment before he blinked. I don't even know this prince! ”

The merchant frowned, feeling that the other party was not lying, and he hurriedly showed an apologetic smile: "It's abrupt!" Brothers. ”

Immediately afterward, he turned his head and left, walking in a hurry, and soon disappeared from the sight of everyone in the tea stall.

Everyone looked at me and I looked at you for a long time, and then gradually realized that this merchant seemed to be not the same kind as himself and others.

There seems to be an indescribable sharpness on his body, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he is an official in the capital or from the army.

Among the crowd, the astute had already guessed that this merchant was probably disguised by the imperial historian who was patrolling various places.

The spring breeze in February is like scissors.

Twilight.

The sky is dying red.

Zhu Yan and Chang Qingxue strode from the field to the side of the field, and randomly found a clean puddle to wash the mud on their hands and feet.

They squinted and saw that the farmland behind them was full of seedlings, and it was thriving, and many people had already gone back to their homes.

But in the nearby fields, Yang Xian was still waving a hoe to turn over the soil under the biting cold wind. Five or six days passed, but there was still no progress in his field of responsibility.

On the first day, Yang Xian was not hit by a hoe, but he also passed out due to muddy water.

Early the next morning, before it was dawn, he went to the field alone, wanting to try his courage again.

As a result, when Fan Zhen, who was patrolling, was the first to find Yang Xian, he was already lying on the edge of the field, weak, panting for breath.

On the third day, Yang Xian couldn't get out of bed.

He lay down for two days before he returned to the field amid the disgust of the people, the officials, and the soldiers.

This time, Yang Xian came up with an idea and covered his nose with a wet wipe, barely blocking those unpleasant smells.

He thinks that as soon as he arrives in the field, he is always weak and unable to breathe......

It should be that in addition to stepping on the clammy cold and sticky soil, which feels very uncomfortable, the most important thing is that it is mainly caused by the smell of dirt and decay.

Yang Xian didn't expect that his idea was quite effective, at least he no longer felt uncomfortable as soon as he stepped into the field, and he could swing the hoe well.

Lu Mingyi and Fan Zhen were the first two to complete the groundbreaking and rice planting in this large area of responsibility in the field, and they saw that the progress of Yang Zhifu was much behind everyone, so they wanted to go to the field to help, but they were sternly refused.

Yang Xian even rushed ashore to Feng Dong, the former farmer, and did not let the other party do it together, saying that he had to turn over the two acres of land himself before he asked others to come down and plant seedlings.

Seeing that it was sinking in the west, Lu Mingyi didn't care about cleaning up his hands and feet, and ran to Yang Xian and called: "Fuzun! You see, even the farmhouse is resting, so it's time for you to call it a day, right? ”

Yang Xian didn't hear it, he still waved his hoe hard, and his face was also tanned.

Seeing the situation, Lu Mingyi shook his head and sighed, so he had to turn around and prepare to leave.

At this juncture, Yang Xian's body suddenly swayed again. Pressing his forehead with his hand, he didn't wait for Lu Mingyi to react, his body was crooked, and he fell sideways into the mud.

Lu Mingyi hurriedly rushed to the field, quickly helped Yang Xian up, and shouted anxiously: "Fuzun! Lord Yang, Lord Yang. Someone's coming! Quickly carry the Fuzun back to the yamen......"

Zhu Yan and Chang Qingxue all froze, looked at each other, and at the same time looked at Yang Xian with stunned expressions.

Several people ran back when they heard the news, lifted Yang Xian with their hands and feet, and stepped onto the side of the field, and everyone was moved by his indomitable nature.

"Hey! Lord Yang. Are you, are you? ”

"There's no need to force yourself so hard......"

"You're good, we can all see it!"

Suddenly, people saw a brightly dressed figure standing on the bank of a nearby river.

The man was watching, and two of his attendants were standing behind him.

Lu Mingyi followed everyone's gaze and said in a deep voice: "Dare to ask the honorable driver?" ”

"The Metropolitan Procuratorate Jiangsu Dao inspected the imperial history Liu for one day!" The man's chest straightened, and his eyes were full of contempt.

Zhu Yan felt that the other party was obviously far away, so he set his eyes on himself, and immediately pretended to ignore it.

He didn't pay much attention to it, but Chang Qingxue couldn't bear it, and stood up from his side with a whoosh, about to ask a question.

Zhu Yan grabbed the person and said with a smile: "There's no need! It's a villain. If you fight with him, you will seem to be intolerable......"

"And he'll certainly excuse himself by saying that he's too far away to notice us. In other words, we really can't recognize our appearance for a while! ”

Chang Qingxue looked down at her peasant woman's dress, although she thought that what Zhu Yan said was reasonable, she still couldn't help but feel angry.

Zhu Yan believes that in the blink of an eye, someone will find a place for him.

Lu Mingyi really didn't disappoint Zhu Yan, he bowed again, and said, "I've seen Lord Liu of Yushi......"

"Lord Liu! His Royal Highness King Xiao Wu and the princess are also working in this field, should you also pay a visit! ”

"What? Where? Liu Yitian shouted and looked around. Where is the prince? Please forgive the sin of rudeness. ”

Chang Qingxue immediately broke off and shouted: "Blind your dog's eyes!" Where else do you look? How many people are left in this field now......"

"As far as the prince and I are the youngest, you can see the fork again and again? With such poor eyesight, what else do you deserve to inspect the imperial history? ”

Liu Tiantian fixed his gaze on Zhu Yan's face, and there was incomparable surprise in it. He never expected that Princess Wu would be so young and so vicious.

He then prostrated on the bank of the river, trembling, trembling and begging for mercy, and said the same excuse as Zhu Yan expected: "Forgive sins, forgive sins......"

"The minister originally thought that the prince and the princess were just a pair of beautiful and hard-working young people from a peasant family in the south of the Yangtze River. I really didn't expect you two to be so sympathetic to the suffering of the people! ”