This Yang Junshou seems to be simple, but the vicissitudes of life, gentle and introverted charm is something that Zhang Shaoying can't learn no matter how he copies it, and the feeling that comes into his eyes is very wonderful, and he is very impressed by people. There are nearly 200 people harvesting in the fields, and the hundred-acre scale is almost complete, and it seems that they have been busy for two or three days. Yang Jun kept his knowledge and did not follow Zhang Shaoying, but kept watching his every move.

Steward Yang used special techniques to let the scout order, the octagonal guard, and the horizontal net send flying wings to find out the situation within a radius of ten miles, all of which did not need Zhang Shaoying's orders at all. He asked about the overlord, Ji Zhen was received by the overlord, but the overlord stayed behind the screen and did not meet him, first slightly separated his loyalty to the Zongheng faction, and then solicited, until Ji Zhen was determined, the overlord never said a word, and everything else was taken care of by Yang Junshou. This town hidden in the deep mountains is called Tianchi in the town, whether it is a town or a village, no one can say, anyway, this place is called Tianchi. Zhang Shaoying actually did not intend to find the overlord, the reason why he came to the field is to miss the original time, although he worked hard at that time, but how simple is it between people? In this world, there are advantages of being poor, and the benefits of being rich and rich, perhaps life has never been perfect in the world. Accustomed to the hand of the horizontal net, Zhang Shaoying didn't like to look for them one by one, but he remembered a person, Huang San, the leader of the two Zhejiang beggars. Born and rich and do not forget the original intention, this is what Zhang Shaoying has always insisted on, but the identity has changed, everyone is the same, they all have to wear clothes, they have to eat, that's all. If the Overlord is really in the midst of this, then how is he alone? It is not an easy task to open up such a large town in this mountain, and it is also doomed that this village will not be peaceful in the future, but the Overlord has such courage. No one has seen it, but this mind is very accessible.

At this time, an old man with gray sideburns walked slowly towards Zhang Shaoying, who was just resting. It was past noon, and he was drenched in sweat in a short black coat, which showed that he had been working for a long time. Zhang Shaoying's eyes lit up. None of the people in this field don't know martial arts, but he can't see whether this old man can do martial arts, and it's hard to judge. It can be seen that the old man was very handsome when he was young, and he was very good at maintenance, although his face was sweaty at the moment, but it was white and red, and the color was beautiful, and it was hard to imagine that such a person would also work in the fields. Especially the vicissitudes of life, revealing perseverance and calmness. But this feeling is very different, because Ji Lingshuang also belongs to this kind of person, but this old man is more like Ji Yuan, so you can't see his true face. The old man held a sickle in his hand, walked up to Zhang Shaoying calmly and said, "How about the young man help me? Zhang Shaoying couldn't help but smile and asked, "How long will it be soon?" The old man smiled slightly: "Then it depends on how much you can help the old man." Zhang Shaoying said with a smile: "I haven't done this for a long time, two people in half an acre of rice field, one hour." A gleam flashed in the old man's eyes. He smiled: "Then you can help me, and I'll go get a scythe." "Say it. Without waiting for Zhang Shaoying to agree, he still put the sickle in front of him, and turned around and went to the field to find the sickle. Steward Yang didn't stop it at this time, he really had never done it before, but he knew Zhang Shaoying's temper, he was the master. It is up to him to decide what to do. Zhang Shaoying picked up the sickle and couldn't help but be interested, and then said to Steward Yang: "You can sit on the edge of the field, prepare some tea and snacks, and put up parasols." Steward Yang was very embarrassed. But he had read countless people, and knew that this old man was not simple, the situation here was unknown, and the open place was easy to guard.

The old man came quickly, his steps were very steady, and the vicissitudes of life always had an invisible magic that made people pay attention to him, and the steady figure and the calm and unhurried connotation were really awe-inspiring. Zhang Shaoying didn't speak, but became interested in rice, tied up his hair, took off his shirt and started to work. Harvesting looks simple, but there are actually many tricks, although Zhang Shaoying works in the field, but he has a trace of attachment to harvesting, because he is not fast when he is a farmer coolie in Badong County. He deliberately paid attention to the sickle in his hand, it had been sharpened many times, it was very old, and the old man's gestures were very skillful, Zhang Shaoying was obviously inferior to him. However, Steward Yang and the three of Sanhuiju looked at each other, and he came to do whatever someone wanted him to do, and I don't know what this man thinks. It's just that after being by Zhang Shaoying's side for a long time, everyone understands that the hostess is at ease with him, and they don't need to worry, just remind them appropriately. Zhang Shaoying likes this feeling from the bottom of her heart, which is actually a kind of nostalgia and a kind of resentment. When he was in Padang, the landlord saw that he was slow with his hands and feet, he was still young, and he did not have the stamina of an adult, so he just asked him to do some odd jobs. In fact, the decree of the imperial court was quite clear, the landlord was the main household, and these landless people were customers, and they worked in the fields all year round, and the grain was divided in half, and they could only make ends meet, and they were not nominally landlord servants, and the rent was only valid for the tenant himself, and did not enslave the whole family, so the customer had to pay taxes to the state. In fact, they can also reclaim new fields, but if they don't have more manpower, it will be in vain, so they can only work renting land and increase the amount of rented land. In fact, the main household did not dare to be too harsh on the customer, anyway, it was a big deal to quit together, and they sat down together in the yamen to eat and drink, and the big deal was to catch a few troublemakers and go in and lock them up for ten days and a half months. However, the main household is likely to lose a season of work because of this, and the family is absolutely ruined, so the relationship between the main household and the customer is very delicate, just to see if the two parties will be people.

Zhang Shaoying hadn't worked as a coolie for a long time, and after a while, she was sweating, and her white fat skin was scratched by the rice in several places. In less than three moments, Zhang Shaoying was a little tired, hunched over his waist and his blood was not smooth, and even if he had miraculous skills, he also had back pain. But seeing that the old man has not gotten up, he has been able to stay up for so long, one is endurance, and the other is skillful, there is no other explanation. Thinking that she was fighting for this, Zhang Shaoying couldn't help but smile, but she was relieved, got up and stretched her body and continued to harvest. With a lot of endurance and everyone's efforts, every time the last handful of rice falls, there will be the most relaxed cries of the customers, because what awaits them will be a cup of tea, a big pot of rice, a jar of good wine, hard work, hard harvest, that is a kind of bland satisfaction. Zhang Shaoying's temperament is sometimes very stubborn, and it is difficult for others to notice, so he gritted his teeth and cut the last handful of rice, and then exhaled lightly, and then wiped his sweat with his sleeve, and the old man looked at him very seriously on the side, with an elusive smile on his face. Zhang Shaoying wiped the sickle clean, stepped forward and handed it to the old man, and asked, "I don't know the name of my predecessor, but I want to ask for advice." This sentence is not humble or silent, polite and thoughtful, and very tactful. The old man smiled: "My surname is Shentu, and my single name is a gentleman, and everyone here calls me Overlord." Zhang Shaoying laughed, stretched out his hand to signal the overlord to go to drink tea, and asked, "How do you distinguish between the so-called overlord and the king?" As he spoke, Yang Junshou, who was guarding the side, snatched the sickle from the overlord's hand. The overlord naturally stretched his body and responded: "Hegemony is a kind of ambition, and ambition achieves hegemony, which is the eternal truth of power. Jun is a kind of demeanor, or a demeanor that a good person and a bad person have at the same time. Zhang Shaoying asked, "Are you such a person?" The overlord asked meaningfully: "Are you such a person?" After that, the two couldn't help laughing. For Zhang Shaoying's tea banquet, the overlord walked to the front of the case and took a look, and said: "It's not that I don't like Biluochun, but what I need most at this moment is to take a bath, and then put on clean clothes to receive you, please use the best food, drink the most fragrant wine, watch the most ordinary songs and dances, and enjoy it after fatigue is a rare thing, what does Lan Jun think?" Zhang Shaoying couldn't help but be moved, and thanked him at the moment.

Later, after settling down with Yang Junshou, he took a bath, changed into a clean white shirt, and the overlord set up a fruit point and feasted Zhang Shaoying in the attic. And it is a soft couch, with walls on three sides, a soft quilt on the cushion, and after tiredness, lean on it and straighten your legs, which is quite comfortable and enjoyable. Moreover, the table of eight immortals in the middle of the two couches is a bit high, and you can get the wine on the table as soon as you reach out, and the fruit point is a great joy in life. The overlord looked at the endless rice fields that had been harvested, and asked meaningfully: "Looking at this hundred acres of fertile land, what do you see?" Zhang Shaoying glanced at it, and suddenly felt a feeling, and sighed: "The world." The overlord nodded in approval and said, "What is the world? What is the root of the world? It is the people, and it is the people who overthrow a world." Zhang Shaoying couldn't help but sigh: "Once the success is done, the people have to succumb to the imperial power and work hard." The overlord praised: "This is the magic of the people, not for power, not for fame and fortune, just for an acre of thin fields, a family, healthy and old, contented and happy." "Zhang Shaoying already had a deep wariness of the overlord at this time, such a person is absolutely terrifying. Zhang Shaoying asked rhetorically: "In your eyes, what is the world like?" The overlord immediately said: "Let the people live and work in peace and contentment, let the world be rich, let the country be strong, and let all the people admire." It is difficult for an emperor without ambition to surpass a country, it is difficult for an emperor who is not keen on power to make a difference, benevolence and righteousness cannot make a country strong, and civilization represents a kind of human nature, which is understandable. But if you don't have a solid capital, even if you have a lot of money, you are still a mermaid. Zhang Shaoying sighed: "Many things are easy to say, but difficult to do, relying on courage." The overlord asked rhetorically: "Do you have such courage today?" Zhang Shaoying thought for a while and said: "I used to think so, but it turned out that it was not the case. The overlord smiled, "You can tell me about it." Zhang Shaoying asked rhetorically: "Do you know how many people the Khitan people have now?" )