By the small pond outside Pan Garden, there are crowds of people and they are busy.

Villagers, servants, and sergeants were all mobilized to take advantage of the shallow water in winter to desilt the pond and pond.

It's not a good job, but it's an essential thing.

The cleared silt from the ponds can fertilize the fields, and the larger capacity of the ponds, which are natural reservoirs, will also retain more rainwater to irrigate the fields – and an additional batch of idle fields will be sown in the spring of next year to increase food production.

"Crackle!" Shao Xun let go of the clamp, and a carp jumped out of the mud and landed on the grass, throbbing.

Shi Chang Huang Biao grinned, stepped forward with an arrow, picked up the fish, and threw it into the basin.

In the wooden basin, loaches and small fish burrowed around, spitting bubbles.

Mao Er squatted there, "one, two, three, four" kept counting.

The other chief, Zhang Heigou, also looked at these things with fascination, and his Adam's apple squirmed unconsciously.

Behind him, there were already two teenagers killing fish.

While wiping their noses, they skillfully scrape the scales of the fish and disembowelment to remove the internal organs.

In the distance, there were two teenagers, happily holding the killed fish, ready to go back to stew soup.

"Jin San and Wang Que are blessed, take care of them, don't be careless." Shao Xun stomped his feet, and the water was full of sludge.

Jin San and Wang Que Er are both sergeants of this team, one is eleven years old and the other is thirteen years old, but they are actually children. I was sick two days ago, and I'm recuperating in the camp. In today's world, it is really not easy to get some fish to replenish the body, so I only seized the opportunity to clean up the pond today.

"No." The two children heard the captain's command, and after saluting, they quickly turned around and left.

The teenagers who were carrying sludge from near and far listened to this, and the corners of their mouths smiled, and they became more energetic in their work.

Yes, they can only eat some food that is extremely coarse—in fact, when they get used to it, they don't feel coarse, because they have never seen what the ministers and doctors eat on a daily basis—such as wheat porridge and wheat crumb porridge, which are boiled with unground wheat grains, and a bird fades out of their mouths. But after seeing that people who are injured or sick are well cared for, there is no jealousy. Everyone gets sick or injured, and Jin San and Wang Que can enjoy this kind of treatment now, and they can also enjoy it in the future.

The golden rays of the sun shine on people, and they seem to be warmer.

Their team is very comfortable to stay in right now.

The team leader has the ability to teach people to read and write, and even specially selected a few smart and clever people to teach arithmetic.

If you really can't learn, the team leader doesn't force it, but teaches them according to their aptitude.

Those who are strong and strong are taught the art of swords, spears, bows and arrows to increase the survival rate on the battlefield.

Those who are delicate will take care of some miscellaneous matters, such as the classification, storage and distribution of all kinds of materials received.

If you have nimble legs and feet, you can also be a messenger, a herald or something.

In short, the team owner knows a little bit of everything, his martial arts are especially good, and he is fair and convincing.

The heart is also good, and when the camp is checked at night, it will also give people a tucked quilt. Whoever is sick or injured in training, try to get fish and meat to nourish the body.

The teenagers laughed in private, the team leader is like an "old father", in charge of a group of "righteous children", and their fifty people are like "righteous children". However, it's just a joke in private, many people have parents, and if they worship their father-in-law again, they have to agree with their biological parents.

"Whoa!" Shao Xun waded into the water again and continued to dig up the silt.

After he went down, a dozen or so teenagers also went into the water, touching the river mussels while working, laughing and laughing, as if they were happy.

Although they have undergone months of rigorous military training, they are still children.

It's in nature to love to play and make trouble.

In contrast, the children of the family are like little adults, learning various courses from an early age to cultivate the city.

Shao Xun remembered the Yufu he went to four months ago, and heard that their daughter-in-law was only six years old and could write poetry, and she would be a talented girl when she grew up.

That's a ......

He was almost sixteen years old in this life, and although he was literate, he really couldn't write poetry.

But then again, when the best educational resources are monopolized by the big families, unless you forcibly recruit down-and-out scholars like Cao Mengde and give classes to the descendants of soldiers who died in battle, where will ordinary people get the opportunity to get education.

Moreover, in these troubled times, reading and literacy are important, but not as important as before. How much money to do how much work, Shao Xun is thinking now about how to survive and live well in this troubled world.

After a day's work, when I returned to the barracks, a few people came from Sikong Mansion and sent a batch of pen, ink, paper and inkstones to their team.

Shao Xun was secretly happy in his heart, the princess's sycophant was not shot in vain, didn't this work?

Among the people from Sikong Mansion, one of them is an old acquaintance Liu Qia, and the other is named Wang Dao, who was born in Langya Wang's family, Zeng Shi Liu Yu's Mansion, and served as a sacrificial wine in Dongge, and was recently recruited by Sima Yue to serve as a member of the army in the mansion.

Liu Qia's face was a little puzzled, as if he was wondering why Shao Xun was still alive.

Director Wang's face was indifferent, he just glanced at Shao Xun a few more times, but he didn't say much, and left after completing the task.

It's just a military household, and it's not worth his trouble.

Shao Xun carefully put away the pen, ink, paper, and inkstone. Writing on the ground is a bit inefficient and inconvenient.

After doing this, he went outside the barracks and watched the sunset in the west.

The weather has been very good these days, although it is a little cold, but after the sun comes out, it shines warmly.

Pan Yuan, taking advantage of this good weather, strengthened the courtyard wall, and even added a few wooden arrow towers, and finally had the appearance of a dock fort.

Outside the courtyard walls, the ponds have been dredged and deepened, irrigation canals have been renovated, and some abandoned farmland has been cleared of weeds for spring planting next year.

Their ability is limited, and the amount of work they do is not large, but what they do is full of hope.

Yes, hope.

Shao Xun even began to imagine that by the summer and autumn of next year, the corn harvest would be abundant, the vegetable fields would be full of verdant fruits and vegetables, the vineyards would bear fruit, and the raisins could be dried and wine could be made, and in early winter, some pigs and sheep would be slaughtered, and the fish and shrimp in the pond would grow fat and large......

This is hope, the best thing in troubled times.

******

"Poof! Burst! ”

Blood splattered, and several hideous heads rolled to the ground.

"Whoosh! Sou! ”

Amid the earth-shattering cries, men, women and children fled one after another.

Swords and guns have no eyes, and arrows are merciless.

The girl, who was in her twenty-eighth year, was stabbed several times and fell to the ground screaming.

The ignorant child was carried several steps away by the arrow and crucified to the ground. Before he even had time to cry, the corners of his mouth were full of blood, and his immature little hands were subconsciously grasping, as if he wanted to hold his mother's hand.

The old man was knocked to the ground, trampled on countless shoes and boots, and soon fell silent.

On the street in front of Miyagi, the flames soared into the sky, and the sound of killing shook the sky.

The eldest sons of the Sima family have reached the moment of seeing the poor dagger.

Just this morning, Sima Yi, the king of Changsha, rushed directly into the palace, held the Son of Heaven and hundreds of officials hostage, and announced that the king of Qi was plotting rebellion.

No one knows how he did it, why didn't the Miyagi guards stop it?

No one knows why the palace guards didn't kill Sima Yi, because there were really few people around him, only more than a hundred henchmen, but the final result was: most of the palace guards dispersed, and a few were used for their own purposes.

Sima Jian, the king of Qi, was so angry that he immediately ordered his henchman Dong Ai to attack the palace with 2,000 men.

Sima Yi was also a ruthless man, escorting the emperor and queen and hundreds of civil and military officials as shields, and went directly out of the palace to attack the palace of Qi.

To the west of Miyagi, arrows flew wildly and the flames were blazing.

The lieutenant of the Northern Army ordered the gates of Luoyang to be closed and the soldiers outside the city were forbidden to enter. However, Sima Jian and Sima Yi each had their own henchmen to distribute money and recruit outlaws, so the scale of the battle became larger and wider.

On the 25th, the battlefield moved to the vicinity of the Upper East Gate.

"Whoosh! Sou! The sound of arrows breaking through the air was endless, and the screams came and went.

The Son of Heaven (Emperor Hui of Jin) was so frightened that he rolled down from the imperial chariot, the two trembled, and the crotch smelled loud.

In front of him, the ministers had already killed and wounded a dozen.

Above the royal chariot, a feathered arrow trembled endlessly.

Queen Yang Xianrong stared blankly at the long arrows passing by, and was stunned.

She knew that this world was not going to be better.

She knew that the Son of Heaven was actually half a puppet.

She knew that the ministers of civil and military affairs had their own thoughts.

She knows......

But she never thought that she, who was the queen, would be so close to death.

Sima Yi didn't have the emperor and queen in his eyes at all, so he used the two of them as shields.

Sima Jian didn't have the emperor and queen in his eyes, so he actually shot arrows directly at the imperial chariot.

At this moment, her mentality collapsed.

Is there any difference between the queen of the world and the dead and wounded people on the streets?

When this arrow was fired, the Heavenly Family no longer had any dignity. From now on, they will be the playthings in the hands of King Zong, and they will be puppets in the hands of warlords.

The assassins of all the states and counties in the world, is it still necessary to be respectful to the puppets? Is it still necessary to transfer money and grain into Beijing day and night?

The consequences of this arrow are far more serious than imagined!

"The queen save me!" Another arrow came, slightly off, but the Son of Heaven was frightened, and subconsciously wanted to pull the queen in front of him to block the arrow.

Yang Xianrong shook his hand lightly: "If you can't protect your wife and children, what kind of man are you?" ”

The arrows were still flying, but she didn't care anymore. At the time of life and death, she seemed to have figured out something, and something in her heart was broken, and it was difficult to put it together anymore.

"Why did the queen say this...... the Son of Heaven was stunned and a little ashamed.

Yang Xianrong glanced at him contemptuously.

She used to think that all men in the world were actually about the same. Instead of picking and choosing, it is better to pick one that suits your heart.

What does it mean to be agreeable?

Handsome, full of poetry and books, extraordinary bearing, and graceful demeanor.

If you can't do this, then choose a noble family, which can bring you supreme majesty and dazzling wealth.

But on this battlefield where arrows are flying, she realizes that she is wrong, and she is wrong.

None of these are real men!

There is a great terror between life and death, whoever can let her avoid the doom of the axe and the axe, and who can protect her well, is a real man.

She wanted to laugh, she wanted to cry, she felt like she had changed.

Perhaps, it's not just her who has changed.

This world is changing everyone's perception little by little, in the most cruel way.

"Defeated! Defeated! A chaotic shout sounded from the front, coming from King Qi's side.

The morale of the soldiers and horses under the tent of the king of Changsha was greatly boosted, and suddenly they became brave and invincible, shouting and rushing over.

This fire seems to have come to an end.

But does that really mean the end? No, maybe it's just the beginning of another cycle.