To the south of Yuezhou, there is a beautiful mountain area.

The agricultural officer took two young men and was inspecting the fields.

A few months ago, it was a barren place, but it was not only overgrown with wild grass, how easy it was to get rid of wild grass, but even more troublesome were the bushes and thorns, small trees and even large trees, not only did it have to be difficult to cut down, but also had to find a way to cut off the roots that had penetrated deep into the soil, so as to get a piece of land that was convenient for farming.

Yuan Que was originally a student of Jingzhou, and he had not planted much land before, but he failed many times and had the ambition to serve the country, so he responded to the call of the imperial court and became a farmer official, and came to Yuezhou to immigrate to open up wasteland.

Fortunately, he has always been open-minded, good at learning and asking for advice, not ashamed to ask, and good at thinking, inspiring, under his leadership, the immigrants of Shenxiantun this year are not their own wasteland, but temporarily according to the old and weak and the young and men and women different division of labor, unified reclamation of land and planting, whether it is this year's harvest, or the land reclaimed, are distributed according to the amount of effort of each family, and next year they will reclaim their own.

Fortunately, he put a lot of effort into gaining everyone's trust, everyone believed in his fairness, worked hard naturally, and worked hard for a better life in the future.

In this way, the efficiency is greatly improved.

Today, the wasteland is overgrown with crops and lush greenery, which is a delight to look at.

It's just that in this process, I don't know how much effort it takes.

"When people don't know the hardships of farmers, they will say that the valley in the field is self-......"

Yuan Que couldn't help but shake his head and sigh.

The peasants are bitter, the peasants who start from scratch are even more bitter, and the peasants who come to Yuezhou and start from scratch are even more bitter.

Not only is it hard work, but there is also demonic harassment.

Fortunately, there are immortals on this trip, the gods guide them to fight against demons, and there are Yan Xian's good seeds to help, this good seed is really a peerless good seed, planting two or three months can be harvested, the harvest is too good to be true, let him come here in the second month, he did it himself, found stones and bricks in the field for Yan Xian to set up a small temple, and personally and mud, for him to create a statue of a god.

These two things are already great blessings for the unfortunate people who have come here.

"Not bad......"

Yuan Que looked up again at the distance in the middle of the mountain.

There are already many people working on the mountain, they have a clear division of labor, some cut trees, some dig roots, some pile firewood and light fires, they are busy in full swing, although they are all displaced people from other places, but when they come to this place, they also have a sense of vitality, every time he sees it, he is full of expectations for the future.

The people of Dayan are like this-

As long as there is a piece of land, you can take root tenaciously and survive.

It's a pity that this has become a luxury.

Otherwise, there wouldn't be so many displaced people elsewhere.

"Alas......"

Yuan Que sighed, feeling that this was not something that a small farmer should worry about, so he only continued to step forward, planning to go to the mountains to see how everyone was clearing the wasteland, and help a little by the way.

It's just that he didn't go far when he suddenly heard the sound of hurried footsteps behind him.

The three of them suddenly became vigilant and quickly turned their heads.

In this Yuezhou, there may be demons and evil spirits in broad daylight, but they may not all harm people's lives.

Seeing the person coming clearly, the three of them breathed a sigh of relief.

This is an official of the Department of Agriculture.

"Yuan Sinong, the second group of immigrants moving north is here, passing from us, going north." The official ran over panting and said.

"On which side?"

"Just from the official road."

"I'll go!"

Yuan Que immediately ran over there.

Approaching the former Guanma Avenue, I saw a long queue of immigrants moving north, just like them at the beginning, most of them were ragged people, and they couldn't see the head and tail. However, perhaps it was because of the experience of the first group of northward migrants, or perhaps because they were going further north, this team was escorted by an army in addition to official errands.

Yuan Que hurriedly ran over.

At the forefront was a red-robed general, imposing, and when he saw him coming, he stopped at the side of the road.

"Who's coming?"

"The lower official is the agricultural officer of Shenxiantun in front, and he has seen the general."

"I am a general of the farmer, and Huami is also." The general sat on his horse and stared at him with his eyes down, "Since you are the agricultural officer in front, it is just right, and the general is about to send someone to look for you." ”

"The general is looking for me?"

"Come—"

Dian Nong Zhonglang beckoned, and immediately a Xu official came behind him, took out a booklet and handed it to Yuan Que.

"It's ......"

"This is a book written by Changjing God Hunting Luo Jun based on his own life dealing with goblins and goblins, which lists a lot of common goblins and goblins, as well as their weaknesses, what they are afraid of, how people can distinguish them and how to deal with them." The official bowed his head and explained to Yuan Que, "The prime minister ordered the government to print and distribute it to all places, especially the teams of immigrants moving north, which can help Sinong resist evil spirits. ”

"That's great!"

Yuan Que hurriedly took the book, only briefly flipped through it twice, and immediately saluted and thanked him, and then said: "The lower official still has something to report to the general." ”

General Hua frowned:

"What?"

"Previously, I was ordered to lead the immigrants to move north, and there were many demons and ghosts in Yuezhou, but fortunately I met the gods and goddesses, so I was safe." Yuan Que said and paused, "When the immortals continued to go north, they were worried that the imperial court and the subsequent northward migration team did not know enough about Yuezhou, so they specifically told the lower officials that when they encountered the subsequent northward migration team, remember to remind the leading officials: There is a Qingtong forest in the north of Yuezhou, and the Qingtong forest is shrouded in fog miasma for hundreds of miles, and people will get sick when they go in, and there are monsters inside, please don't go near the immigrants who move north." ”

"North of Yuezhou? Immortal? The general surnamed Hua frowned, and didn't seem to have much respect for the word "immortal", "What immortal?" Which way is the fairy? ”

"The immortal's surname is Song Mingyou."

"Surname Song?"

The general surnamed Hua was stunned for a moment, his brows furrowed more and more, but his expression turned to recall: "But it is a young Taoist who brought a jujube red horse and a three-flowered cat." ”

"General Hui, exactly, there is also a swallow."

Yuan Que replied with a salute, while quietly observing the expression of this general.

But when he saw the general, he immediately turned over and dismounted, almost took his hand, and carefully asked where the immortals came from, where they were going, how they met them, and what the purpose was.

Yuan Que was a little dazed, for some reason.

After talking a few words, I realized that this Diannong Zhonglang was originally from Hezhou, and in today's Hezhou, the immortal he has seen has long been a true immortal in people's hearts.

Yuan Que recalled the words and deeds of the immortal along the way, the more ordinary he felt at that time, the more extraordinary he felt at this time, the more polite he was at that time, the more he felt dusty at this time, and he couldn't help but be more amazed, and then he told the general carefully, and said the origin of "Shenxian Tun".

It's just that why the gods came to Yuezhou and why they continued to go north, he didn't know.

It was mid-afternoon.

The general surnamed Hua simply ordered the large army to stop, seek land far from the local farmland for the night, and use the fields and crops of Shenxiantun to motivate the immigrants, and at night to find wine and meat, and talk with Yuan Que at night.

Under the moonlight, there is no need for candles and oil lamps.

"Hua Mou had heard a lot about the deeds of Song Xianshi as early as when he was stationed in Hezhou, and there were only two people he admired the most in his life, one was Chen Ziyi, the protector of the country, and the other was this gentleman. Sometimes I dream of seeing the two of them, but unfortunately I can't do it. ”

"Huh?"

Yuan Que couldn't help but be a little curious, and asked: "Didn't the general who served as the general of Diannong Zhonglang in Yuezhou go to Changjing to be entitled?" ”

"I did."

"It's not a rumor, the Duke of Protector was recuperating from his injuries in Changjing, didn't the general go and see him?"

"Alas......"

The general surnamed Hua let out a long sigh.

Although the official qualities of the two are very different, but the martial artist is already heroic, at this time sitting together, eating meat and drinking, he naturally has no fight, just said: "Si Nong doesn't know, last year's battle in Changjing, the protector of the country was hit by several arrows, all of which were injured to the point, last half a year, did not get better, this year is even more aggravated, spring is not over, and he passed away." ”

"Bang Dang ......"

Who is Chen Ziyi?

is a literati who does not practice martial arts, that is, a small local official who has never entered Changjing and has never seen him, and when he hears the news of his death, he will subconsciously drop the cup in his hand.

"Really?" Yuan Que's eyes widened, full of disbelief, as if the sky had fallen, "The Protector is dead?" ”

"Can there be fake? On the same day, His Majesty personally helped the coffin out of the funeral, and the funeral was carried out with the royal ceremony, and the streets of Changjing were sent ten miles, and people from far away heard the news, especially the warriors of the rivers and lakes, and they all came. The general surnamed Hua couldn't help but show sadness on his face, "It's really jealous." ”

"This ......"

Yuan Que was stunned on the spot.

"Oh yes!"

The general surnamed Hua said, suddenly put away the sad look on his face, turned his head to look left and right, and then lowered his voice: "Hua has something I want to ask Si Nong, and I also ask Si Nong Mo to spread it outside." ”

"General, please."

"Since Hua went to Yuezhou, he has also encountered demons and demons a few times, and he has dealt with the people in several camps, and I heard that there are some rumors from the mouths of demons in Yuezhou, I don't know if they are true or false?"

"This ......"

Yuan Que suddenly didn't dare to say anything.

After squirming and pinching for a long time, he said euphemistically: "When I came, I also heard some rebellious words from the mouth of the monster on the road, and the fairy said at that time that the words in the mouth of these demons should not be gullible, and the lower officials don't know whether they are true or false." ”

The two looked at each other by the moonlight, but neither dared to speak.

However, at this moment, the two of them glanced at each other casually, but suddenly found that it was already the moon on the branches, and it was still the middle of the night, but half of the sky in the north was suddenly red.

The red light reflected the clouds, like fiery clouds after dusk.

But today's sunset has long since dispersed.

"What is this ......?"

"A vision of heaven and earth?"

"It's ...... North? ”

The two looked at each other, both surprised, and even more surprised when they remembered what they had just said.

I just didn't dare to say anything.

After each of them hurriedly finished drinking, they said goodbye and dispersed.

Early the next morning, the general surnamed Hua escorted the immigrants to continue north, but he said that he would come back once in two months, and then pass by here, come back again, and tell Yuan Que about the north.

Yuan Que also led the immigrants to start the first wave of harvest here.

The first harvest was very encouraging.

It wasn't until a month later that the general surnamed Hua really came back and came to visit again, and then he was told that the hundreds of miles of Qingtong Forest that the gods reminded them not to enter easily had been burned to ashes by the fire, and the mist that originally shrouded the Qingtong Forest all day long had dissipated completely, and there was not a single monster inside.

The two of them were amazed, and then they realized that the red light they saw when they were drinking that night might have been a firelight from hundreds of miles away, and it was only then that they knew why the fairy wanted to come to Yuezhou.

(End of chapter)