The ox cart moved slowly on the plain, like a drop of ink on the reckless thin Xuan. The plain white of heaven and earth burned everyone's faces red—the sky was inexplicably clear at this moment.

The light of the golden crow was reflected on the vast white snow, and the light of the snow was also reflected on the faces of the people.

"Where did the afterlife come from?"

Zhang He and Zhang Qinghe were shoulder to shoulder, but one sat and the other walked. This man has the simplicity and simplicity common to all peasants, and Guo Sicheng's temperament is somewhat similar, but not quite.

He had a beard on his face, but his figure was a little thin, but in the winter, he was wrapped in a bloated appearance—all the way around, he was a farmer who kept out the cold.

Zhang Qinghe didn't want to pay attention to it, but he thought about the man who wrapped his clothes around him, and he didn't shy away from his wet moves, so he was still a little moved after all-

His expression was low, but he didn't change, but whispered......

"Self-...... From Chang'an. ”

At this moment, not only Zhang He was stunned, but the idlers around him were stunned, and even the eyes of Lao Murazheng were in awe - that was the awe that Zhang Qinghe was used to.

"It turned out to be an official in Chang'an. ”

Among them, only Xiao San'er was even more curious about the smart eyes exposed between his old jacket and felt hat.

"Oh...... Chang'an...... That's a great place.

I don't know why I almost drowned in the Weishui in the afterlife?"

Zhang He sold a good one, smiled, and asked a little cautiously.

"Oh...... It's just a momentary misstep. ”

Zhang Qinghe reluctantly hooked a coping smile, pursed his lips, and didn't sit back for extra explanations.

"Oh...... Lost ......"

Zhang He smiled innocently.

"Boss......" Mura Zheng hurriedly scolded, and Zhang He handed over an apologetic look - although he was not cunning, he was not ignorant of the world, and he asked a little deeply.

The boy was extremely handsome, as if he had come from heaven, and he had never seen it before. The story of the talented and beautiful woman sung in the troupe, the protagonist in it is afraid that this is nothing more than that.

No matter how handsome a person is, he will also encounter emotional wounds, and throwing himself into the river is not a common bridge? This young man is afraid that he is ashamed to say it, but he can't imagine that everyone has already guessed it.

Thinking of this, Zhang He, Tu Zi, and Datong glanced at each other, and they all saw the smiles in each other's eyes.

Alas...... The sons of these rich and noble families don't care most about these love and love things, and they will die or live if they have a little setback!

Otherwise, there is no need to worry about anything, if it is not because of love, why is he throwing himself into the river?

Zhang Qinghe didn't know what these men were thinking, he just watched them smile at him, he couldn't sort it out, and he didn't care.

"I don't know...... Uncle, what is this?"

Listening to these men ask all the way, Zhang Qinghe finally asked, although he was indulging in the silence of the collapse of his faith, he still had the instinct to care about his own situation......

Seeing that the young man's speech was dry and confused, everyone smiled.

"I originally thought that the official was from Lantian County, but I didn't think that it was actually from Chang'an......

Then you can be regarded as a great fortune, the night before the wind and snow were strong, the water was fast, I am afraid that I was looking for some driftwood to float here.

Our here, under the jurisdiction of Lantian County, is a small village on the Weishui branch, and everyone has the same surname for their ancestors, so the name is also ordinary, called Zhangjia Village. ”

Muramasa smiled.

"This is about to arrive, in the countryside, the tea is also coarse, and I hope the officials will not dislike it. ”

There was finally a little bit of variegation in the white snow, and the crutches in the village masa's hand pointed slightly, and a small scattered village appeared in the snow. There are also hills around, barely a valley, and it must be called a beautiful mountain and clear water when the snow melts.

"I heard from Gouzi and Xiao San'er that it was the two of them who discovered the official first. Xiao San'er is the most brilliant in the middle of us, and he has been kind-hearted since he was a child, but sometimes he is a little ignorant. ”

Muramasa smiled.

Zhang San looked a little eager...... Muramasa said openly and secretly that it was he Zhang San who saved this Chang'an nobleman who was dressed in plain brocade!

They didn't see each other, but he himself knew the truth, it wasn't he who saved Zhang Qinghe at all, but Zhang Qinghe who saved him.

"Muramasa, not ......"

Before Zhang San could say anything, Zhang Qinghe answered absentmindedly-

"That's right. ”

Zhang He and the others looked at Zhang Qinghe like this, but they also came back to their senses. I'm afraid this is not soaked in ice water, but emotional sadness! It is well said in the script - mourning is greater than heart death, I am afraid that this future boy will be hurt too deeply by the noble lady of which family, and he will die.

They are all people who have gained knowledge in the Goolan and restaurants in Lantian County when they are free, and the situation of those storytellers is no different from what they are now!

Zhang He pulled a few people away......

"This doll is pitiful. ”

"What's pitiful, well-fed and warmly clothed, just because of a female doll?"

"If you want me to see it, just ...... my tiger girl"

"Butcher, get out of the way. ”

Zhang Datong, Zhang Tuzi and Zhang He looked at Zhang Qinghe directly, and there was a kind of intimate atmosphere in this later life, and when they saw him like this, they couldn't help but feel sympathy.

But it was at this time that Muramasa came up with an idea-

"It seems that the officials have something on their minds. People who have a heart in mind always have various reasons to go home.

Why don't you stay in our village for a few days...... Although there is nothing unusual about this square circle, it is a life that officials have never been exposed to.

He is over seventy years old...... It's also a little bit of a taste. Sometimes there is no way to go, but if you live and live, you will live and get through? So don't care about anything else, live and see ...... first."

Muramasa lowered his head and smiled, with a kind face, Zhang Qinghe's eyes were still scattered, and he didn't say good, nor did he say bad.

"What's the matter? If the official agrees, I will ask Xiao San'er to go to his house to prepare a cover, and I don't want to dislike more popularity when I come to his house. ”

"Yes, there are not many sets of chopsticks on the left and right, if San'er's family is in distress, I will go up the mountain to hunt rabbits!"

Zhang Datong said with a smile.

Mura Zheng and these men naturally have some selfishness - they all know that Zhang San's mother is now infected with the cold, although this is a major matter of life and death for ordinary people, for the people in Chang'an, it can be solved just lightly. Since Zhang San saved this nobleman, it should be his luck, and they have to help.

But at the same time, they also wanted to guide the young man from the bottom of their hearts to eliminate their worries and will to die, and the ideas of these farmers were simple and simple

- It's the age when you should live well, how old are you, why can't you live well?

The troubles of being too high mean to them, and they are trying to survive while praying for the abundance of the granary.