Although Wu Ling didn't quite believe that the scouts of the Wuwang Mansion would spread a fake secret letter, there were indeed a few doubts about the secret letter.

This suspicion is not only in the content of the secret letter.

There is a big suspicion that the strip of cloth on which the secret letter is written is actually scented. In other words, the scout who sent the secret letter had a slightly heavier fragrance on his body.

Scouts spend most of their time sleeping in the wilderness, and the conditions are simple, even if they wash every day, they will not have much other smell on their bodies except for the smell of sweat, especially the fragrance. For scouts, they need to act in stealth, and the fragrance can easily be spread by the wind, revealing their whereabouts.

Generally speaking, scouts don't carry anything that smells too strong like sachets.

Then there is the strip of cloth, the corners are straight and straight, as if they have been specially cut, and there is not a trace of tearing, which may be explained by the character of the scout, but without a trace of dirtiness, it is a bit too much to say.

Xu Shan said: I don't know, but there shouldn't be, because the scouts at home are all experienced veterans who have retired from the secret guard. ”

"Scouts?"

Ju Jingyue, who was on the side of the carriage, listened to the conversation between the two of Wuling, and became curious, "Is this guy a son of a certain merchant family in Wuguo, or a descendant of a certain prince and general?"

In addition to the army and mountain bandits, it is only these people who often go out that they will raise scouts to inquire about the news, or explore the road first.

Xu Shan suddenly came to his senses and understood why Wu Ling asked this, and said suspiciously: "Childe, do you suspect that the secret belief is false?"

Wu Ling raised his hand and stuffed the secret letter back into the bamboo tube, and said: "It's not clear whether the content is false or not, but the secret letter itself has a big problem. ”

"What's the problem?"

Xu Shan's heart was full of doubts, and he secretly believed that it was sent by the Martial Prince's Mansion to raise and train the wandering eagles.

He had received a few secret letters before, but there were no problems.

It stands to reason that there will be no problems this time.

If there is really a problem, it can only be said that there is an inner ghost in the Martial King's Mansion, or that the scout in front of him has been killed.

Wu Ling lazily turned to the side and said, "It's too fragrant, it's too clean." ”

Xu Shan immediately understood what Wu Ling meant, "Childe, do you need someone to check it?"

Wu Ling's eyes narrowed uncontrollably as if he were sleepy, and said, "No, that guy Zhao Jiangnan, how can he be killed so easily, our normal speed will pass." ”

Wu Ling felt that all this was not aimed at Zhao Jiangnan, but him.

With what he did in Fufeng Town, he must have attracted the attention of many people. There are a few people who can guess that he is Wuling, which is normal.

"Surabaya City?"

Wu Ling suddenly sneezed a few times, and after a while he eased up, and asked, "Brother Xu, in addition to taking the Dragon Road to Surabaya City, are there two roads around Shenfeng Mountain and Beishangling Town?"

Xu Shan responded: "Take the nearest dragon road, the road around the kamikaze mountain, remote and all mountain roads, it will be more difficult to walk when it rains, there is the threat of big insects and big black blind people at night, and the way north through Lingzhen, there will be the possibility of heavy snow blocking the road in winter." ”

Wu Ling thought for a moment and said, "Then let's go north!"

Xu Shan reminded: "Although it is only early autumn, there may already be frost in the north, son, you are suffering from the wind and cold now, I am afraid of ......"

Wu Ling snorted the water in his nose and said, "It's okay!

Ju Jingyue sneered: "You don't learn so many young talents on the sword list, but you want to learn the little white-faced martial arts of the Martial Prince's Mansion, look, if you get drenched in a drizzle, you will suffer from the wind and cold, and it is not promising." ”

Monday explained: "Brother Qilin is ...... to save people"

Speaking in general, Monday caught a glimpse of Ju Jingyue's staring eyes and quickly shut up.

Wu Ling joked and said: "No way, those people on the sword list are all thicker and thicker, and Wu Ling's appearance is a little more handsome, can be compared with me, bosom friends, most of the hobbies are the same, and no one learns from whom!"

"Phew!"

Ju Jingyue took a sip and said, "As long as you and Wuling are still handsome, there will be no handsome men in the world!"

Wu Ling grinned and said: "With me and that Wu Ling here, no one dares to call the inverted hanging mountain handsome." ”

Ju Jingyue wanted to refute Wu Ling's bad looks, but she really hasn't seen someone who looks so good with Wu Ling, if she insists on saying that there is, it was just yesterday when the giant palm fell from the sky to capture the evil dragon, the person in the sky who was dressed in white, exuded barefoot, and looked immaculate.

It's just that that person is on the side of the evil dragon, which makes her extremely disgusted by her mission to promote good and eliminate evil.

Ju Jingyue held back for a while, not knowing how to refute this kind of shameless person, so she snorted coldly: "Shameless!"

"Drive!"

Ju Jingyue knocked the horse's belly with her foot, and rode forward quickly, not wanting to synchronize with the carriage of Wulingdu.

When he was eating, Wu Ling watched Xu Shan roasting the hares caught on the road, and Wu Ling's feeling of nausea and chest tightness that had disappeared for a long time suddenly ran back.

Wu Ling had no choice but to run back to the carriage, trying to solve this feeling of wanting to vomit in a way that was out of sight.

Chen Dou smiled: "Boy, it doesn't feel good to kill someone for the first time, right?"

Readers, especially honest readers, no matter what is right or wrong, will always have pity on the poor party, like to empathize with other people's feelings, and even consider whether the poor party's relatives and even the three aunts and eight mothers-in-law will be worse because of this.

This kind of compassion will make people soft-hearted, hesitant, and ruthless.

If ordinary people know that they have done Wu Que's thing, if they kill Wu Que, they will definitely not have a psychological burden, and they will even feel cool, and they can't wait to cut people with a thousand knives to relieve the hatred in their hearts, and they don't need to kill a few more people to get used to it.

Wu Ling leaned on the carriage and said weakly: "It's even more uncomfortable than being stuck in the throat by a fish bone." ”

Chen Dou bent down and walked out of the carriage, then turned around and said, "I'm going to go out with you, if you want to use my last chance to make a move, just shout directly." ”

As he spoke, Chen Dou's figure disappeared into Wu Ling's eyes.

Wu Ling closed his eyes and rested, his drowsy head, coupled with the bumpy road, made Wu Ling confused, and he didn't even know when the carriage set sail again.

Wu Ling really opened his eyes again, and he was woken up by Monday's shouting, "Brother Qilin, you come out and have a look......"

Wu Ling lifted the curtain of the car door and looked outside, but the carport blocked the sky, and he could only see the road not far from his predecessors, so he didn't see anything.

Monday pointed to the left and said, "Brother Qilin, it's this way!"

Wu Ling stepped out of the carriage and looked in the direction Wu Ling pointed.

I saw that the sunset was red, and the blue before the night fell outside the sunset, the two were dyed against each other, which had a great visual impact. Beneath the sky, there are layers of mountains, and at this moment they are halfway up a peak, and as far as the eye can see, all the mountains are small.

At the edge of the road is a large area of terraced rice fields. Now it is the autumn harvest season, and the rice stalks of the terraces are covered with golden ears of rice.

At this moment, there are many people in the fields harvesting the rice in the fields.

Wu Ling said to Xu Shan: "Brother Xu, stop for a moment. ”

"Okay, Childe. ”

Xu Shan pulled the carriage aside.

Wu Ling picked up the princely sword, jumped out of the carriage, looked ahead, and did not move away. The originally dull head, under the sudden opening of the field of vision, the dullness seemed to disappear suddenly.

It was precisely because of this glance that Wu Ling only felt that the whole person was in a lot of spirit.

Wu Ling opened his hand, closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and then slowly spit it out, and his expressionless face for most of the day unconsciously showed a smile.

At this moment, Wuling only felt that the beauty of the world was in my arms.

Ju Jingyue, who was not far away, was stunned by this scene.

Ju Jingyue heard people say before that when Wuling was reading the "Hanging Sword Order" across the nine ditches, he was like a fairy descending to earth, which was extremely beautiful. When she heard it, Ju Jingyue sneered, thinking that what was the use of being good-looking, and her swordsmanship was powerful, so she was called a skill.

And the current scene completely changed Ju Jingyue's point of view.

Ju Jingyue said to herself, "It seems that she is good-looking, and it is not so nothing, at least it can be pleasing to the eye." ”

Wu Ling said: "Brother Xu, you wait for me here, I'll go down and have a look." ”

Then Wuling walked down the ridge.

Monday didn't know where Wuling was going, so driven by curiosity, he jumped off the three-legged double-eared tripod on Tu Shan's shoulder and followed, "Brother Qilin, wait for me, I'll go too." ”

Wu Ling walked along the ridge to a man who was lifting the rice stalk and smashing the rice into the grain box, and asked, "Fellow, how is the harvest this autumn?"

Probably when the rice slapped on the grain box, the sound was too loud, and the man did not hear Wuling's voice, nor did he notice Wuling's arrival.

In front of the man, there was also this old couple, who were bending down to cut the rice, and when they heard the voice of Wulingdu, they all stood up.

"What a handsome young man. ”

The old man looked at the appearance of Wuling's male and female figures, he was stunned at first, and then grinned: "This year's wind and rain are smooth, and there are no natural and man-made disasters, so the harvest should be good." Unlike in previous years, either the rice was growing well and encountered natural and man-made disasters, or it was drought and could not be planted. ”

Wu Ling smiled: "Then congratulations to the old man on a bumper harvest." ”

The old man sighed and shook his head and said, "Alas, although it is a bumper harvest, it can only barely feed a family of seven. ”

Seeing the old man's helpless look, Wu Ling wondered: "How can the old man say this?"

The old man wiped his sweat with the sweat towel hanging around his neck, and said: "Ten parts of a season, give the first half, and then give three to the northwest, and only two copies are left in our hands. ”

Wuling couldn't help frowning, the land rent of Wuguo is higher than that of the other twelve countries, this is true, but in the event of natural disasters and man-made disasters, the production is reduced by forty percent, the field rent will be exempted, and the production is reduced by more than sixty percent, and the state will compensate one percent.

As long as there is a field, under normal circumstances, there is no situation of not having food.

Of course, corruption by local officials must be ruled out here.

However, judging from the words of the old man, the king of Pingshan in the northwest seems to be suspected of being greedy, and he is not lightly greedy.

Wu Ling asked: "Old man, the one in the northwest you are talking about refers to the king of Pingshan, right? He doesn't seem to have the right to change the Tian Ling system, don't you have any reaction with the superiors?"

As soon as Wu Ling finished speaking, he felt that what he said was very problematic, just like why he didn't eat minced meat.

As the King of Pingshan, or in the ground under the control of the King of Pingshan, where can ordinary people react? No matter how they react, it will also be reflected on his head.

When the old man heard the name of King Pingshan, he gritted his teeth for a while, "Who else can there be besides him." The king of Pingshan, the king of Pingshan, I think it is Pingshan who occupies the land for the king. ”

Wugaihe, the king of Pingshan, was named the king of Pingshan by the temple because he pacified the mountain bandits of Tianlao Mountain and opened up the passage with the northwest countries, so that Wuguo no longer only had a road to the north to lead to the country north of the inverted hanging mountain.

Since King Pingshan took charge of the northwest of the Wu Kingdom, their lives have become more and more difficult.

Fortunately, it is said that the king of Pingshan has been getting worse and worse in the past two years, and he should not be able to last a few years. I only hope that after the death of King Pingshan, his successor will no longer be like King Pingshan.

"Lao Xu, don't ......"

The wife on the old man's side listened to the old man's words and hurriedly reminded him.

The whereabouts of Wuling and his party are unknown, judging from the fabric of Wuling's clothes and the golden mask on his face, coupled with his complexion as white as mutton fat, most of them are either rich or expensive. In case they had something to do with King Pingshan, and the word reached the ears of King Pingshan, their family was afraid that they would suffer a catastrophe.

The brutal methods of King Pingshan are known to the people of the northwest.

The last county magistrate of Surabaya City was not used to the methods of King Pingshan to oppress the people, and wanted to write the crime of King Pingshan to the temple. But out of nowhere, the news leaked and was known by King Pingxi.

So the next day, the county commander's family was slaughtered.

Clear-eyed people know that it was the king of Pingshan who asked him to do it, but what can he do.

King Pingshan not only has outstanding achievements, but his wife is also the sister of the current emperor, who can cure him.

Wu Ling said: "Don't worry, you two, I'm from Wucheng, and I have nothing to do with the King of Naping Mountain. ”

The old woman sighed: "It's not that we can't trust you, little brother, but we really don't dare to say more about this matter, maybe it's an inconspicuous thing for you, little brother, but for our family, it may be a catastrophe." ”

Wu Ling said with a smile: "What Mama said is extreme, after all, man-made disasters, seven or eight times out of ten, because disasters come from the mouth." ”

The old man and the woman's son, the man who slapped the rice into the grain box, also noticed Wuling, so he stopped what he was doing and looked at Wuling vigilantly.

Wu Ling came to the man and said, "This big brother, can you let me try?"

The man seemed to be a more honest and honest person, but he just nodded to indicate that it was okay and did not speak.

Wu Ling hung the princely sword horizontally on the belt on his back, and grabbed a handful of rice stalks with ears of rice from the pile of rice. Wu Ling imitated the way the man had just patted, lifted the rice stalk to almost the top of his head, and then threw it down heavily and slapped it on the wooden board of the grain box.

The paddy brush falls in the grain box.

It was the first time for Wuling to fight, and he didn't clean the rice hanging on the rice stalk, so Wuling lifted the rice stalk again, but this time it was not as smooth as just now, and countless rice fell from the rice stalk, scattered on top of Wuling's head, or fell to the ground.

The old man saw the problem of Wulingdu at a glance, and said with a smile: "Little brother, it's not like this, you don't have that much strength, after the beating, you should shake off the rice sandwiched in the rice stalk first, look at me." ”

The old man came over and picked up a handful of rice stalks.

From getting, lifting, to beating, the same action, but in the old man, it was done in one go.

Unlike Wuling, the old man let the rice face the ground, trembled, and let the rice that had been separated from the rice stalk due to the beating but was still clamped on the rice stalk fall into the grain box.

The old man said: "Beating rice is like chopping wood, you have to use your waist to exert force, and then concentrate your strength on your hands to drop the rice stalk. For example, when I was young, I could beat all the rice on a large handful of rice stalks with only one beating, but now that I am old, I have to beat it several times with a handful of wrists to knock all the rice down. ”

The old man's words made Wu Ling think of the breath operation method of the vertical sword in "Eighteen Stops Sword Breath".

Wu Ling nodded and thanked and said, "Thank you for your guidance, I probably understand." ”

Wu Ling swept away the rice above his head, picked up a handful of rice stalks again, and lifted the rice stalks and fell down according to the method of running the vertical sword breath of "Eighteen Stops Sword Breath", and then lifted the rice stalk and fell down according to the old man's actions just now.

There was a snap, and the rice on the rice stalks scattered like rocks.

Wu Ling picked up the rice stalk and took a look, only to see that the end of the rice stalk, except for some empty husks, basically fell.

The old man said with a smile: "The little brother is very talented, if he was born in an ordinary people's family, with this hand, he will basically not starve to death." ”

Seeing Wuling's attempt on Monday, he was also ready to move, "Uncle, can I try it too?"

The old man nodded and said, "No problem." ”

It's just that the chaff box is slightly taller, basically up to Monday's neck, so that when he fell, he didn't drop much rice, and there was still a lot of rice that didn't fall off.

After Wu Ling tried more than a dozen times, he was sweating all over his body. The drowsiness and weakness caused by the wind chill all dissipated at this moment.

Wu Ling wiped his sweat with his sleeves, and at the same time looked into the distance, at this moment, a feeling of recovering from a serious illness permeated his heart, making Wu Ling have the urge to shout in his mouth.

At this time, Xu Shan walked down from the road halfway up the mountain and said, "Childe, there is another secret message from home. ”