Time is a thing that always needs a reference.

It's like if you look at the grass in the wilderness outside the city that is yellow and green, green and yellow, and you know that in the blink of an eye, most of the year has passed.

'It's already October......

Han Jiasanlang, who was working in the city, sighed in his heart.

Looking back on the past year, from the beginning of the resistance and anger when I learned that my family was assigned to the household registration of the champion Hou Men.

Later, he was forcibly suppressed by the general's mansion to go north.

And now I have spent ten months in this champion city unconsciously.

Han Saburo was in a trance, and there was a sense of unreality like a dream.

"San Lang, what do you want?"

seemed to notice that Han Saburo was in a daze, and an old man next to him gently pushed him on the shoulder.

"Guarding those dozens of acres of thin fields, let alone the old lady in the family, even the mother-in-law and children can't be fed."

It was only in this gratitude, as he crossed the city to look at the endless grassland to the north, that he was gradually diluted by the fear and fear that rose in his heart.

They only know that the present day is much, much stronger than the past.

Not only did Hou Ye never exploit them, but even if there were martial artists in the city who violated the ban, Hou Ye also favored the side of ordinary people like them, and imposed severe punishments on those martial artists who were once high in their eyes!

"Homesick? Isn't this our home? ”

Hearing Han Saburo's words, the old man sneered.

He was different from Chen Da and others, he had read a little in his early years.

People's hearts are flesh and blood, unless they are born with wolf hearts and dog lungs, who really can't tell the difference between good and bad?

Han Saburo is naturally grateful.

But after all, I still think about it more.

"I miss our hometown."

Now, nearly a year has passed.

Chen Da will forget everything because of the comfortable and rich life in front of them.

Saying that, the old man sighed.

After saying this, another lean man who overheard the two of them talking also smiled.

Although the Yong people have been heavy since ancient times, no one will want to leave their hometown unless they have to.

When they first arrived at Champions City, they were apprehensive.

The lean man said, his expression couldn't help but be a little embarrassed.

"Otherwise, how can you live this good life now?"

"yes, what's there to think about in your hometown?"

If you want to say gratitude, is it just an old man?

This is true of Chen Da, the lean man beside him, and the same is true of the other people in the city who heard their conversation.

Han Saburo exhaled a breath of white air, and finally came back to his senses.

"Now it's good! Lao Tzu's family not only has a house to live in, but also never goes hungry again! ”

Hearing the thin man's words, the old man on the side nodded thoughtfully.

But everything is afraid of comparison.

"There are also three or two broken houses in our house, but whenever it is windy and rainy, it is either a strong wind outside and a light wind at home, or it is heavy rain outside and a light rain at home!"

When I'm used to living a hard life, I don't feel anything.

It was the Hou Ye who sent people to build a workshop and divide the house, open a warehouse and release grain, so that they could not only live in peace, but also live a better life than before.

He won't.

Laughing at the old man, Han Sanlang said angrily.

Although he was forced by his talent, he was unable to achieve anything, let alone step into the path of cultivation.

People are realistic.

It was the Hou Ye who established faith at the city gate and reassured their hearts.

There are so many things to count.

But as long as the good life lasts for a few days, and then goes back to live a hard life, who will be willing?

These ordinary people don't know what the big truth is, and they don't know what it means to 'go from thrift to luxury, and from luxury to thrift'.

"In the end, we all have to thank our Hou Ye!"

"Chen Da's words are in the heart of the old man."

When they entered the city, they had no food or clothing.

"When it snows, it's even more sinful! Lao Tzu is afraid that one day the roof will collapse and bury our family alive. ”

"I think that at the beginning, when the General's Mansion let the old man go north, the old man still refused to do 10,000, but now the old man is only happy in his heart."

I only know that as long as I follow that champion and be his people, I will have food, clothing, and a house, and this is enough.

"So, now whoever asks Lao Tzu to go back to that Laozi's hometown, Lao Tzu will be in a hurry!"

It's like he knows exactly where they came to be where they live now.

It was the first group of people like them who had died and stayed.

He also knows why the entire Champion City has not farmed or raised livestock for nearly a year, but there has never been a shortage of food.

Because they eat military rations!

It is because of the continuous supply of the entire Youzhou that they have food and clothing for the hundreds of thousands of people and tens of thousands of troops.

And the military rations, how can they be so delicious?

Looking back, the tens of thousands of troops can take their own lives, the lives of barbarians, and military merits to pay back!

And what about them?

What do they take back?

Just by repairing the city wall every day, helping those big merchants in the city to do chores, doing some simple work such as running errands and processing, can this be repaid?

Not enough!

Looking at the satisfied faces of Chen Da and the others beside him, Han Saburo smiled helplessly.

There is a kind of pain in this world called 'everyone is drunk, and I am sober'.

At this time, Han Saburo felt like this.

And this feeling is getting stronger as the weather gets colder.

'It's October! ’

Han Saburo sighed lightly in his heart.

By this time last year, the wolf-like barbarian iron horsemen had already breached the city beneath their feet.

Almost overnight, they slaughtered everyone in the city at that time.

If you come again this year, and that champion Hou can't resist it, all the comfort and wealth at the moment will come to naught.

And they will be like the original owners of the houses in the city.

Become a sacrifice!

Realizing this, Han Saburo became more and more 'homesick'.

It's not about missing your homeland.

It's fear, fear.

Seeing that Han Saburo didn't speak, he looked stupid.

The thin man Chen Da gave him a moment and scolded with a smile.

"Look at you! I was confused all day, and I didn't know what I was thinking. ”

"It's a shame that you still have the same surname as our Hou Ye!"

At this time, it is time to take a break from work.

When a few bored people heard this, they couldn't help but come forward.

"Chen Da, don't say it, maybe Er San Lang is really our Hou Ye's family."

When the other person heard this, he immediately became interested and said to Han Sanlang.

"That's right! San Lang, this matter is not certain, why don't you go back and ask your father and mother to go through the family tree? ”

"If you can really get in touch with our Hou Ye, you kid will be developed!"

Hearing everyone's words, before Han Saburo could answer, Chen Da had already laughed and said.

"You've got it! What kind of hero is our Hou Ye? How can Saburo's swagger climb high? ”

In fact, Chen Da didn't really deliberately belittle Han Saburo.

It's just that the champion Hou is too high in his heart.

Second, he was also afraid that this kid San Lang would be instigated by these bastards, and his brain would be hot, and he would really do something stupid.

It's just that his words fell on Han Sanlang's ears, but they were a little harsh.

'Gao Pan? I don't know that the champion Hou was just a small pawn in the army a year ago! ’

Han Saburo was not angry.

The words that had been suppressed in my heart for a long time suddenly blurted out.

"Whether it's a hero or not, wait until after this winter!"

After this winter, the prestige of this champion Hou will naturally rise to a higher level.

However, it is just a matter of adding a smile to this today!

In his early years, Han San did not love poetry and books, but only loved to read history books.

Throughout history, there are not a few people who have become famous at a young age and are above the clouds.

But what can really be consistent and long-lasting is rare!

It's just that Han Saburo said this very happily, but he immediately regretted it after saying it.

As far as the eye could see, everyone was looking at him with strange eyes.

Among them, the old man and Chen Da, who had always been good friends with him, couldn't help but hate it.

"San Lang, what are you talking nonsense!"

"Yes! You...... Aren't you guilty of nightmares? ”

In this champion city, aside from the prestige of that marquis.

These people occupy the Hou Ye's food and household registration, and they are considered to be the Hou Ye's people.

At this time, this Han Saburo said this as a grass citizen, which is tantamount to slandering the king!

If it spreads, I'm afraid that if I don't die, I will have to take off a few layers of skin.

Obviously, this truth is not only understood by Chen Da and the others, but also by the few people who were just joking with them on the side.

At this moment, they distanced themselves from Han Saburo without a trace, and the smile on their faces became faint.

Seeing this, Han Saburo's heart suddenly sank.

He opened his mouth, just about to forcibly explain the last two sentences, so that these guys would not run over to 'snitch'.

But at this moment, I heard a chuckle in my ears with interest.

"That's right, what are you afraid of?"

Hearing this sudden voice, Han Saburo was obviously taken aback.

His face turned a little pale and looked in the direction where the voice came from, only to see a young man in a black brocade robe walking towards the city surrounded by several black-armored soldiers.

In an instant, Han Saburo's already pale face turned as pale as paper in an instant.

He didn't recognize the handsome man in brocade, but he had seen one of them behind him.

The commander of the 5,000 city defense battalion, Jiang Hu!

Han Saburo thinks he is smart, and his brain naturally moves very fast.

Almost instantly, he realized the identity of the person who had come.

It is the master of the border town at his feet, the general of Dingbei and the champion of the dynasty.

And this champion Hou now has a famous identity, the first immortal of Jiazi!

Realizing this, Han Saburo knelt down and kowtowed.

"Cao Min Han Sankou did not choose his words, offended Lord Hou, and died ten thousand deaths! I just beg Master Hou to let go of the old father and mother of Han San's family......"

After saying this, Han Saburo's forehead was sweating like rain, and his eyes were sad.

This is the sorrow of the grass people.

Life is as cheap as grass, and a word can be lost.

Just like at this moment, after Han Saburo said this, even Chen Da, who was good friends with him, just looked at him with regretful eyes.

I didn't notice anything wrong.

What is there to say about offending the lord and only dying?

What's more, he was caught red-handed by the lord.

It's just that when everyone was looking at Han Saburo with pity and mockery, they heard a soft sigh coming from it.

"Alright, don't beg for death at every turn."

As he spoke, everyone looked at the 'Hou Ye' who had never existed in their word of mouth in shock, and actually stepped forward to help Han Saburo up.

"Didn't Ben Hou say it? You're quite right. ”

"Whether it's a hero or not, we have to wait until this winter."

Han Saburo, who got up from the ground, had a blank mind.

When he reacted, his knees suddenly weakened, and he almost fell to his knees again.

Seeing this, Han Shao took advantage of the situation to support him with mana, and then said with a smile.

"Some insight, but a little timid."

I have to say that Han's evaluation has always hit the nail on the head.

This Han Saburo is indeed not very bold.

Otherwise, I wouldn't have looked at the grassland outside the city, and I would be terrified every day.

Patting him on the shoulder, Han Shaowen smiled gently.

"Your surname is Han, too?"

Han Saburo nodded.

Han Shao looked at him for a while and joked.

"It looks a few years older than Benhou, if you are really of the same clan as Benhou, Benhou will inevitably call you a clan brother."

After saying this, several people who were still watching the play on the side all fell to their knees with a plop.

"Master Hou forgives your sins!"

It's just that this time, Han Shao was too lazy to help them one by one.

With a wave of his hand, they were brought to their feet.

"Uncle, do you know that there are any missing pearls in my vein?"

As far as Han Shao knows, there is no surname or clan surnamed Han in this Dayong now.

However, since he has risen to prominence, the surname Han in the world naturally respects him.

This vein of him Han is naturally the main vein.

It's just that this is also a casual question from him, and he doesn't really take it seriously.

Jiang Hu, who was following behind Han Shao, seemed to think seriously when he heard this, and then hesitated.

"The eldest brother was ...... at the beginning Too early, there were some things he had only told Wan Niang's father, but he didn't know much about the general. ”

"However, the Han family tree is still in the last general's house, and the last general will be empty when he turns back, so help Hou Ye investigate."

When Han's father died in the battle formation, Han Shao was still young.

Some important things, in order to avoid accidents, have always been kept by Jiang Hu.

Hearing this, Han Shao smiled faintly and shook his head.

"There's no hurry, I'll talk about it later."

After speaking, he looked at Han Saburo who was in shock on the side again, and looked playful.

"You're also a Confucian disciple?"

Hearing Han Shao's words, Han Saburo's old face turned red and was full of shame.

"Hui Hou...... Hou Ye, San Lang didn't dare. ”

"I've just read a little bit of ancient books and recognize a few words."

He didn't even touch the threshold of entering the Tao, how dare he call himself a Confucian disciple!

When Han Shao heard this, he couldn't help but laugh.

"In this way, it is somewhat similar to Benhou."

"It's all rotten wood, and you can't carve it."

It's just that Han Shao can laugh at himself.

Others don't say that they should be peaceful, even if they want to laugh, they can only hold back.

Even Jiang Hu couldn't help but turn his face away, for fear of revealing something unusual.

There is no one who understands their marquis better than him.

Before it becomes a trend, you can't learn literature.

Learn martial arts, martial arts is not enough.

It can be said that except for one face, the whole thing is nothing.

Seeing that the scene was a little embarrassing, Han Shao was also a little bored, so he simply encouraged Han Saburo.

"But don't be discouraged."

"As the saying goes, I am born to be useful, maybe it's just not time, just like Ben Hou's ......"

Han Shao wanted to take himself as an example, but when he thought that he was an out-and-out wall-hanger, he was not comparable with ordinary people at all.

I had to force my mouth shut up.

After all, his status is different now, and if some words come out, if he is slapped in the face in the future, it will be too ugly.

So after a pause, he turned to speak.

"Do you think Ben Hou has a chance of winning this winter's battle?"

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(End of chapter)