Qin Jingqin is not putting on a show.

To be able to plough and plough in a paddy field that is deep in a yellow mud pit requires a certain amount of skill.

Simply putting on a show, pretending to show others, there will be no such skillful movements and patience.

And at this moment, the tall old man in the rice field outside the village, interacting with the cattle and helping the plough to plough the whole process, did a better job than most people, and Ouyang Rong was a little ashamed.

He also knows some of this kind of peasant knowledge, mainly because he has some memories of riding a cow to the field when he was a child;

In addition, when he was a parent official in Longcheng last year, he often went to the surrounding villages to investigate, mingled with many old folks, and learned from it in the busy autumn, and knew the significance of farming for the people.

However, Qin Jingqin, who was born in the former Hu Guogong Mansion and had been Rong Ma all his life, would also, Ouyang Rong was a little surprised.

Looking at the surrounding young and middle-aged staff members from the think tank of the Chinese army, their movements are generally unfamiliar and clumsy, except for a few who may also be from poor backgrounds, others are not as skilled as Ouyang Rong.

is obviously from a wealthy family, a prince and a nobleman, and he can only know the soldiers, go to the fields and plow the land, and he is only helpless to accompany the "willful" Jiangnan Road marching chief Qin Jingqin.

Seeing Ouyang Rong take off his boots, jump into the paddy field, and approach the floating water, a young soldier took the initiative to give way to Ouyang Lianghan, the long-admired Jiangzhou Sima Ouyang Lianghan in front, and Ouyang Rong skillfully supported the plow with Qin Jingqin and continued to plow the land.

Ouyang Rong kept looking at Qin Jingqin in the afterglow.

The tall old man also turned his head slightly and glanced at him.

Yellow mud splashed, and mud splattered onto Qin Jingqin's wrinkled face with old age spots.

The old man wiped the mud with his stomach and looked down.

"The soil quality of this paddy field in the south of the Yangtze River is good, good mountains and good water, can feed many people, no wonder the southerners are clean and clean."

Qin Jingqin twisted the wet yellow mud with two fingers, and his eyes were a little emotional:

"The yellow mud is good, there is no mud outside the northern plug, the soil is hard, all the gray sand is a grain of gray sand, the peasants who cultivate there are bitter, the fertile land is hard to find, and they have to endure the harassment of the Hu cavalry.

"And the wind and sand in Saibei are like knives, and the green silk will be scraped away by this knife."

Qin Jingqin's face showed a little reminiscence, and said to the left and right:

"If we can come to the south to fight this time, and be nourished by these good mountains and rivers, our martial arts will have to live for a few more years, and we are not grateful to the saints."

A group of young and middle-aged staff members who joined the army said yes one after another.

Qin Jingqin glanced at Ouyang Rong.

seemed to see that his generalissimo had something to say to Ouyang Lianghan, and they tacitly agreed to go farther away, leaving the two of them.

"Uncle Qin."

Qin Jingqin interrupted:

"Lianghan looks thin, the last time I saw you in Xunyang City, I was still ruddy and energetic."

Ouyang Rong smiled embarrassedly.

Qin Jingqin turned his head and looked at the Qingli fox and white Qiu Qianying who was standing and waiting quietly on the ridge in the distance.

"But Xie Qiniang is becoming more and more bright, Lianghan, men's careers are important, but the relationship between men and women cannot be ignored, and the beauty must not be disappointed.

"Especially if it's such a like-minded couple. It's normal for men to be frustrated, and at this time, they should look back more and stay with the people who are silently waiting by their side. ”

Qin Jingqin said in a joking tone.

But how Ouyang Rong listened, how did he feel serious.

"Yes. The younger generation knows. ”

He nodded vigorously.

Qin Jingqin looked at Ouyang Rong's calm and resolute handsome face for a while, and suddenly patted his shoulder:

"Lianghan is so good-looking, not to mention the talent of the heavens and latitudes, just this pair of skins is the wind god handsome, if it weren't for Seventeen Niang and the Xie family taking the lead, how good it would be for Lianghan to be my Qin family's grandson-in-law, hahaha."

Ouyang Rong was stunned, and stopped talking: "Uncle Qin, I ......"

"It's okay, it's okay, the old man is just joking."

Ouyang Rong breathed a sigh of relief at this time.

"It's okay if you can't be a son-in-law, the matter of the history of the commander of the Chinese army, Yanqing should have said it on the way.

"What do you think, if there are no other problems, don't go back, stay here, help the old man, and quell this southwest rebellion as soon as possible, which is a merit for the country and the people.

"If you want to understand Li Zhengyan's nest of thieves, the old man has never seen anything more to the point than Liang Han so far, and many of the strategies of the current army have some shadows of Liang Han's good strategies during the last family banquet in Xunyang City."

Qin Jingqin said with a smile:

"Don't say that you can't come to be the commander of the Chinese army, just to say that this existing military merit, Lianghan won't come to take it, wouldn't it be a pity? If you don't stay on the front line, when you come to Japan, you will return to Beijing, and it will not be good to ask for credit. ”

Ouyang Rong was a little dumbfounded.

After thinking for a moment and wanting to speak, Qin Jingqin patted Ouyang Rong on the shoulder again and interrupted, and recounted with emotion:

"Lianghan is so good-looking, a typical southerner, elegant and handsome, at first glance, he was born in the family of poetry and hairpins.

"In the army camp on the front line, there are more northerners, all of whom are rough men, but Lianghan is a handsome man, if he is an old man with a long history, the age of a weak crown, walking in the barracks, managing a group of big men and martial artists, Lianghan is talented, skilled in military affairs, and comprehensive...... It's really glorious to think about it, and there is a good story.

"The old man knows that at the apricot garden banquet in the first year of Jiushi, why did the sage appoint you to directly confer the official title for Tanhualang, just do nothing, put the vase on the court of the Son of Heaven, standing between the ministers, the sage just looks at the court every day and is pleasing to the eye, and I don't feel that the early dynasty is boring."

Facing the tall old man who smiled and stroked his beard, Ouyang Rong's face turned red, he coughed, and answered the question just now with some absent-mindedness and inappropriate words:

"It's good to be helpful to the front line, didn't the sages say that those who are good at fighting have no great merits, and they should be treated as ...... Let's be proud. ”

Qin Jingqin smiled.

Immediately afterwards, he said in a more serious tone:

"Stay or not, Lianghan don't be in a hurry to answer first, let's talk again, anyway, it's still early, I haven't arrived at the barracks yet, I'll take you to eat with the soldiers later, by the way, Qin Heng is also here, he is happy to hear that you are here today, so he specially asked to resign for a day, rushed back from the forward army, and wanted to see you, you two have a good time."

"Okay, it's all up to Uncle Qin's arrangement."

"Liang Han seems to have a lot to say, though."

Ouyang Rong took a deep breath and asked:

"Why is Uncle Qin so generous to the juniors,

"This time, General Qin Xiao came over, and he also made such a generous gift, and invited him.

"Even if it can't be said to be a bad relationship between Wei and Lin Cheng, but it can be regarded as some eye medicine, and it seems that there is no need to ...... for you who are cautious."

"Because Lianghan is good-looking."

“……”

Without waiting for Ouyang Rong, who was frowning, to speak, Qin Jingqin smiled again:

"Actually, the answer is very simple, the old man is worthy of you because of you.

"Lianghan is also a cook, but compared to Lin Cheng, the dishes cooked by this cook are very much in line with the old man's appetite, well, including the plate of Dongpo meat at the family banquet."

Ouyang Rong was speechless.

Qin Jingqin clapped his hands, looked at the soldiers working around, and asked casually:

"The old man's theory of cooking, Lianghan still remembers."

"Yes, it's still fresh in my memory."

The old man bowed his head slightly:

"Although the old man has been leading the troops on the front line, what Lianghan has been doing in Xunyang City, Yingniang has sent a letter to inform the old man.

Including the whole process of contradictions with Lin Cheng and Wei Shaoqi.

"Lin Cheng is capable, but he is too utilitarian, catering to the grace of God, and his food is only to His Majesty's appetite.

"And you are different, Lianghan, your food may not be eaten well by His Majesty, but the old man likes it very much, and the people of Xunyang also like it, you are not a private chef with one surname, private chefs often have, and public chefs do not often have...... It's as simple as that. ”

Ouyang Rong was dumbfounded, and his eyes looked at the tall old man's surprisingly serious face with some daze.

"But Uncle Qin should know that I'm Tanlang from Xunyang Palace, right?" He asked.

"Of course I do."

"In the eyes of outsiders, isn't this also a private chef?"

"It's not the same. What the old man saw was that Lianghan could handle the relationship between the two. ”

After speaking, Qin Jingqin sighed, continued to push the plow forward, and after walking for a while, Ouyang Rong waited for the old man's somewhat hoarse voice:

Although in the old man's opinion, with the talent of Lianghan, there is no need to leave the game so early, and take this dangerous road, it is clear that there are many smart people's practices, and in the end they can also achieve their ambitions...... I don't know if Lianghan repents. ”

Ouyang Rong pushed the plow quietly and said nothing.

Qin Jingqin suddenly asked:

"Does Lianghan know about my father, the founding of the previous generation of Hu Guogong? Compared with other contemporaries of the founding princes, my father has never received the undiminished honor of the lord from Taizong. ”

Ouyang Rong whispered:

"I know a little bit about it."

Qin Jingqin asked again: "Taizong's deeds in Xuanwumen, Lianghan is also very clear, right?" ”

"I've heard a little."

Ouyang Rong was a little silent, that Hu Guogong's surname was Qin, and now he was still the door god posted by thousands of households in the Great Zhou Dynasty, and he was originally named Yiguo Gong, but when Taizong Xuanwu Gate changed, he performed poorly, and then Taizong was gradually marginalized, and after his death, he was renamed Hu Guogong.

"The reason why my father stood by and did not stand in line between the prince and Taizong at that time was not because he didn't know Taizong's heroic martial arts, but because he felt that the great cadres had been established, and there was no need to make any more turmoil......

"So, even if I do it again, knowing the result of Taizong, knowing that I will slip from the glorious Yiguo Gong to Hu Guogong, my father is still the same, because my father has never been the emperor in his heart, the world has been in war for a long time, and it has been peaceful, and it doesn't matter who the emperor is, sometimes it doesn't matter...... Lianghan, what do you say? ”

Ouyang Rong pursed his lips: "It makes sense." ”

At this time, he saw Qin Jingqin turn around, but his face was smiling:

"Do you know what my father was happiest when he was at home in his later years?"

"What is it?"

"It is his portrait that can be on the door of thousands of people, acting as a door god, to the people to avoid disasters and evil spirits, although he has been at home for the elderly, but my father always said, no matter what his past merits are, this matter at least shows that the people and Taizong still trust him as a person.

"What more can you ask for this honor?"

Ouyang Rong was silent.

Shaoqing, he asked seriously:

"So is Uncle Qin like this? What you want most now is not this monstrous military feat, but to inherit the will of Hu Guogong, quell the war in the south, and reduce the suffering of the people? This is also the reason why you have been in Yangzhou for two years, but you have come out of the mountain again? ”

Qin Jingqin nodded and shook his head again.

"Everyone has selfishness, military merit or greed, for martial artists, only military merit can stand higher, so as not to fall into the hands of the villain who looks down on him. But just for military exploits, the old man is deeply ashamed of his father, and it is absolutely impossible. ”

There was a hint of sadness on the look of the tall old man, and he cheered up again, smiled and said:

"I remember, there were many people who said that the old man was an old stubborn, and his temper was the same as that of Hu Guogong at the beginning, he was a hard stone in the pit, but the old man was never angry, but regarded it as a compliment, haha They are right, there must be a son hahaha, this is the family style of the Qin family!"

Speaking of this, the old man laughed heartily, stroked his palms and asked:

"So how did Liang Han think about it, is it good to serve as the new long history and stay to assist the old man? As long as the old man is still in the camp for a day, Lianghan will definitely not have the grievances of Xunyang City in the Chinese army camp. ”

With such sincerity, Ouyang Rong was a little moved.

But after being silent for a long time, he only said one sentence:

"Hu Guogong has no regrets, and so do I."

……

Three watch days, the moon is like a hook.

Ouyang Rong and Xie Lingjiang rode away from the front line.

Overnight in the direction of Jiangzhou.

The two rode a fast horse together.

Ouyang Rong hugged Xie Lingjiang's slender waist from behind, and the two of them galloped across the barren wilderness in the dark night wind.

The gale gusted in the autumn night, blowing the fox white fur shawl on Xie Lingjiang's thin neck to hunt, Ouyang Rong and her were close together, and from a distance, it seemed that they shared a fox white fur shawl to keep out the cold.

When they came, they came in a group of people, and now they are leaving, but it is Ouyang Rong and Xie Lingjiang who go back alone.

Thinking of the confused and reluctant eyes of Uncle Qin who had just seen her off, Xie Lingjiang couldn't help but look down at the man's arm that was holding her waist steadily.

Xie Lingjiang has a lot to ask.

"Li Zhengyan will lose."

Ouyang Rong behind him suddenly spoke.

"What...... What? Xie Lingjiang looked back in confusion.

Ouyang Rong lowered his head, felt the temperature between Xie Lingjiang's soft and fragrant neck at the tip of his nose, arched a strand of hair that tickled the tip of his nose, and whispered next to a ruddy ear:

"Uncle Qin alone is enough, and there is no shortage of me on the front line."

"That's why the big brother ......"

Ouyang Rong's topic changed again:

"Da Lang missed a good girl, a good girl of the Qin family, if he can marry the daughter of the Qin family, it is a blessing for Da Lang, even if his surname is away, just like the blessing of Hu Guogong, a good minister of Taiqian Taizong, it's a pity...... No, I have to join my uncle and aunt when I go back, and teach him a good lesson. ”

His tone was a little emotional.

Xie Lingjiang looked back curiously.

I found that the eyes of the senior brother were surprisingly bright, like two stars in the world.

Ouyang Rong looked at the lights of the early fishing boats on the river in the distance, and remembered that when he was plowing the fields in the afternoon, Qin Jingqin asked him with some doubts after learning that he had chosen.

"You go back to Xunyang, little Sima, what can you do?"

"It's the same as Hu Guogong who is idle at home." He replied.

"Same?"

"Be the door god of the people of Xunyang."

(End of chapter)