In the middle of summer, the little sun, just after getting up from the warm quilt in the east, let out his wake-up anger to the earth. Dazzling human eyes scorched the whole earth, no one dared to raise their eyes and look at the sun who was in temper, only the golden wheat waves on the ground dared to be fearless of the sun's obscenity, under the illumination of the sun, bloomed bursts of brilliant golden light, and the red light of the sun reflected each other, it was very beautiful.

As time passed, the sun hung in the sky like a fireball step by step, and the earth was about to be roasted. But the men, women and children who worked hard in the wheat field were not afraid of this furnace-like environment, and they sweated in the wheat field to their heart's content. This year is a rare harvest year, and even if it is a ten-day volley, it will not stop them from harvesting wheat.

In troubled times, these golden wheat are more precious than those yellow gold.

This is Qinjiazhuang, said to be Zhuangzi, but in fact, it is much bigger than a town. The golden wheat fields are as far as the eye can see, and everywhere you can see is golden, which is charming.

Old Man Qin is over seventy years old this year, and people are rare in their seventies, and at his age, he is basically in the stage of having no desires and no desires. To tell the truth, even if those gold, silver and jewels were placed in front of him, he would not be moved in the slightest, but only this golden wheat field made him unable to see enough.

Seeing those people under his protection, ushering in a bumper harvest year, looking at the joy on the faces of those people, his heart welled up with infinite pride and joy. In the words of Ouyang Xiu's "The Story of the Drunkard Pavilion", that is, "Birds know the joy of mountains and forests, but do not know the joy of people;

Just when the old man Qin was walking happily between the ridges with his hands behind his back, enjoying his own happiness, a middle-aged strong man in a strong suit walked quickly and handed him a prayer note with both hands.

After the old man Qin glanced at the strong man suspiciously, he opened the post and read it softly: "Huashan faction is the last to learn, Xin Ji and Wang Li came to meet the old master of the martial arts Qin Laozhuang!!"

After reading the worship sticker, Old Man Qin handed the worship post to the strong man and muttered, "Huashan faction............ Huashan ............"

After muttering a few times, Old Man Qin suddenly looked at the strong man and asked, "Third brother, you said that we have nothing to do with the Huashan faction, why do you want to give us a prayer post among the disciples of the Huashan faction?"

The strong man seemed to know that Old Man Qin would ask him, so he blurted out: "The child thinks that the intention of this Xin Ji should be related to the Northern Expedition army that is sharpening their knives on the south bank of the Huai River. It is said that this Xin Ji is the grandson of Shandong's Fufu Xin Qiji............"

Before the strong man finished speaking, he saw his father shaking his head slightly, and asked puzzledly: "Is what the child said wrong?

After the old man Qin pondered for a while, he replied with a suspicious face: "You are right, Xin Ji will definitely come to follow Su Qin Zhangyi and become a lobbyist." But the old man always feels that it is not so simple, mainly the head of Huashan Pailin.................."

"What's wrong with Master Lin?"

"Hmm............ The old man has never seen such a strange person in his life. As a martial arts person, he rarely set foot in the Central Plains martial arts; as the patriarch of the opening sect, he only limited his sphere of influence to Qinchuan for eight hundred miles; and as a peerless grandmaster, he almost didn't see him fight with other masters............ In short, it's weird to the extreme. The most incomprehensible thing for the old man is that the Huashan faction seems to be planning to clean up all the **** forces in the entire eight hundred miles of Qinchuan, and this Lin Boss is definitely playing a big game of chess. It is said that the head of the Quanzhen Sect has said more than once that he is not as good as Xin Ji, although there is some reason for being humble, but Xin Ji's martial arts are absolutely undoubted. Then this top master of the Huashan faction, give me a post for this little-known guy, I always feel that this guy will bring us a lot of trouble............"

Hearing Old Man Qin's words, the strong man stretched out his hand and rubbed his chin, and asked tentatively, "What does that father mean..................?"

Old Man Qin suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed a few times, and waved his hand heroically: "Hahaha!! What can the old man mean, he is happy to have friends from afar." This is our land, no matter how powerful he is, he doesn't want to set off a storm here!!"

Hearing Old Man Qin's words, the strong man's originally frowning brows instantly relaxed: "What Father said is very true, the guests are here, let's entertain them, the jackals are here, we are not vegetarians!! children will go down and arrange !!" After saying that, he arched his hand towards Old Man Qin, and left in three steps and two steps.

After the strong man left, Old Man Qin lost his interest in looking at the wheat field, and slowly went back with his hands on his back. In any case, Xin Ji was going to visit him by name, how could he neglect the guests as the host?

Just when the old man Qin and his son were discussing Xin Ji's intentions, Xin Ji and Wang Li, led by a child of the Qin family, walked along a country road to Zhuangzi.

"Senior brother, you say, can such a defensive power be compared to Wubao?" Wang Li took advantage of the Qin family's disciple who was leading the way to walk a few steps forward, Wang Li suddenly came to Xin Ji's side, pointed to the wooden fences that surrounded the Qin family's Zhuangzi, and whispered to Xin Ji.

Hearing this, Xin Ji directly slapped Wang Li on the back of the head, and then walked a few steps quickly, catching up with the Qin family disciple, ready to learn some basic information about the Qin family's Zhuangzi from him.

Wang Li stretched out his hand to straighten the messy bun on his head, and then pouted at Xin Ji's back. After raising his foot and kicking a piece of dirt under his feet, he continued to follow..................

"Hahaha............ The guests were full of guests, and Qin failed to go out to greet him, which was really a sin, and he asked the guests to forgive him............ "Just when Xin Ji and the Qin family were talking happily, a burly strong man, just far away, bowed to Xin Ji to make amends.

"This is?" Xin Ji pointed at this guy and looked at the Qin family disciple who led the way suspiciously.

"Hahaha, I am the third brother of the Qin family, if Brother Xin doesn't dislike it, you can call me the third brother. The third elder of the Qin family greeted Xin Ji with a familiar voice, and waved his hand at the Qin family disciple and asked him to leave.

"It turned out to be the predecessor of Qin Ying, who was rumored to be the 'wind and thunder' on the rivers and lakes, and the younger generation has admired the name for a long time, since the predecessor said so, the younger generation will dare to call the third brother today. As soon as Xin Ji heard that he was the third eldest of the Qin family, he knew who he was. The third elder of the Qin family is named Qin Ying, who is the heir of the mantle of the old man of Qin, not only has he won the martial arts of the old man of Qin, and has killed a world in the rivers and lakes, but also has begun to gradually take over everything in the Qin family Zhuangzi.

"Hahaha, my brother is too modest, no one in the rivers and lakes knows the name of Huashan Sect Xin Ji Hero, speaking of which, I have climbed high .................. third brother."

"Where is it, the elder brother killed the Taihang Seven Tigers in Cangzhou with a single hand of the Qin family's method, and the robbers on the Taihang Mountain were stunned, and for half a year, they didn't dare to open the mountain and set up a cabinet to do business, this tiger power is not comparable to the elder brother.................."

Xin Ji has been walking on the rivers and lakes all year round, so he has long been familiar with the ability to talk to people and talk nonsense. Just listen to a scene like this, whoever believes it is a fool.

"This time, my brother and sister were ordered by the master to travel down the mountain, passing through here, and I came to visit the old man Qin, I wonder if it is convenient for the old man to let the two of me meet him?" After a few more greetings, Xin Ji began to get to the point.

"Hahaha, what I said, my father has been waiting for my brother in the village for a long time, please !!"

In the evening, Old Man Qin, who was helped back to his room from the dinner, took a wet towel from Qin Ying's hand, wiped his face fiercely, and said to Qin Ying with a full face: "Third child, what do you think of the things that Xin Ji pulled at the banquet today?"

"Hehe!! Qin Ying didn't answer, but sneered twice.

Old Man Qin, after throwing the wet towel to Qin Ying, patted him on the shoulder and said approvingly: "That's right!!"

And Xin Ji, who was drunk, also instantly became energetic after being helped into his room by Wang Li.

"Senior brother, you know that Old Man Qin will not stand in line in the big battle that is about to explode, why do you still fight with him all night?" Wang Li asked puzzled after serving a cup of freshly poured tea to Xin Ji.

Xin Ji took the cup, took a few sips, and then stared at the candle on the table and said: "Of course I know that he will not stand in line, when Prince Yue was on the Northern Expedition, they used to eat pot pulp to welcome the king, what was the result? When the Northern Expeditionary Army retreated from Shandong, this place instantly became a hell on earth. So I didn't expect to be able to rely on my three-inch incorruptible tongue to make Old Man Qin follow the Northern Expedition army with all his heart. The reason why I mentioned this repeatedly at the banquet was to hide my true intentions. ”

When Wang Li heard this, he leaned on the table, stretched his neck, stared at a pair of bright eyes and asked, "Xiang Zhuang dances the sword, which means Pei Gong?

Xin Ji picked up the teacup and raised his head, and after drinking the tea, he put the teacup heavily on the table, stared at Wang Li's eyes, and said softly: "The martial arts of the entire Shandong region .................. the rivers and lakes."

(To be continued.) )8