Jiangdu City is known as the second largest city in the world after the imperial capital, the number of people in the city is not less than one million, to support such a person, that is, the south of the Yangtze River is rich, can be twice a year, in order to barely self-sufficient, for the imperial capital, but also rely on the Dongjiang Grand Canal to transport grain to maintain.

Thirty miles away from the Jiangdu City, there is a golden rice field that seems to stretch to the end of the sky, there is no end in sight, after the flood in the twenty-first year of Chengping, the twenty-second year of Chengping finally ushered in a good year.

The fields are divided into fertile fields and barren and thin fields, and the fields here can basically be classified as fertile fields, and eighty percent belong to the magnates of Jiangdu and Jiangzhou, among which there is also a share of the Sword Sect, and in the share of the Sword Sect, there is a Zhuangzi who was specially set aside by Zhang Xueyao and transferred to Xu Beiyou.

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After Xu Beiyou accepted this Zhuangzi, he would occasionally come over to take a look, and the tenants in the Zhuangzi did not know the true identity of the owner, and when they saw him coming over from time to time, they regarded him as a new steward.

Today was the day of the rice harvest, and the steward came again, with a follower, but today both of them changed into coarse cloth clothes, and pulled up their trouser legs, barefoot, and saw that they were going to go down to the field to harvest the rice themselves.

Naturally, the tenants did not dare to let the steward help, but they could not stand the steward's insistence, so they had to let him go to the field, at most he would waste some food, and if he did not care, if he swept away the interest of the steward, it would be a disaster.

But what everyone didn't expect was that this steward was extremely skilled in these farm work, and he didn't complain about hardship or tiredness, but he was more like a farmer's child than these tenants.

However, the steward's attendant was a little unhelpful, clumsy, and destroyed a lot of rice, which made the tenants secretly distressed, but fortunately, the steward quickly let the attendant go to rest on the ridge, and one person took the field for two.

They worked until sunset, when only half of the rice had been harvested, and it seemed that it would take two or three days of work, and when the tenants had all finished their work and left, the two men were still standing in front of the fields, with no intention of leaving.

Xu Beiyou, who went down to the ground himself, stood in the canal and bent down to wash the mud on his feet.

Feng Lang, who was recently promoted by Xu Beiyou to his entourage, stood aside and said with emotion: "I didn't expect the young master to do something." ”

"What's this. Xu Beiyou straightened up and said with a smile: "When I was in the northwest, I did a lot of this, although the south of the Yangtze River is planted with rice, but it is the same, there is nothing difficult." ”

Feng Lang laughed dryly, obviously not believing Xu Beiyou's words, even if the old Han Pavilion took refuge in the northwest after the dismissal, but he was also an old minister of the imperial court, would he still let the dignified prince of the Han Mansion personally manage the farming?

Xu Beiyou didn't mean to explain too much, after washing the mud on his feet, putting on his shoes, putting down his trousers, Feng Lang asked, "Young master, are we going back to the city?"

Unexpectedly, Xu Beiyou shook his head and said: "What are you going to do when you go back, the women of all sizes in the family can't beat or scold, and the noise gives me a headache. ”

During this period of time, Xu Beiyou began to prepare for the affairs of the Northern God Capital, and he planned to return the authority of the Sword Sect in Jiangdu to his wife, who would preside over the affairs of the Sword Sect on his behalf, and at the same time let Wu Yu and Li Qinglian assist from the side, which could be regarded as accumulating some experience.

As for who to take to the imperial capital, Xu Beiyou meant not to bring one, and it was arranged by Han Xuan, but Zhang Xueyao and Wu Yu did not agree, and even Li Qinglian, Song Guanguan and Zhang An and others were quite criticized, Xu Beiyou couldn't beat a group of women alone, so he could only put the matter on hold for the time being, and then found a gap and hid with Feng Lang.

Now Xu Beiyou somewhat understands why the master did not return to Jiangdu all year round.

Feng Lang was infected by Xu Beiyou, and his status was the lowest, so he stayed away from those women's army, and said with kindness: "Everything should be arranged by the young master." ”

Xu Beiyou stopped and stood, looking at Jiangdu from afar, who could only vaguely see the outline, and said with a light smile: "Back then, Mr. commented on the capital of the world, saying that the imperial capital was holy and the outer king, that the gods were old and strong, that the kings of the middle capital were used together, that the northern capital was biased in the sword, and that the Xuandu was peerless and independent, but the word charming was used for Jiangdu. ”

Feng Lang was stunned, chewed carefully, and hesitated: "The word charming seems to be used to describe women." ”

Xu Beiyou nodded and said: "In my opinion, Jiangdu is a graceful woman lying on the bank of the river, and even this city belongs to a group of women. ”

Feng Lang has a kinship.

Don't talk about other places, let's just talk about the Sword Sect, since the death of the Gongsun Sect Master and Shangguan Shi Bozu, it seems that only the young master is a man with real power.

Besides, he himself, other sects have a junior sister and many senior brothers, but when he comes to him, it is the other way around, he can't count the senior sisters and junior sisters, and the men have become a minority.

It is said that scarcity is precious, and the little sisters of other sects are all protected and spoiled, but when it comes to him, there is still a lot of dirty work to do, and even because of the scarcity of men, there are more. When he first entered the Sword Sect, there was a heavy rainy day to transfer the warehouse, he carried a full twenty long swords alone, tired and half dead, and most of the senior sisters and sisters were holding three or four swords in their arms, laughing and playing, and what was even more excessive was that they also deliberately assigned two junior sisters to take turns to hold an umbrella for him.

Every time he thought of this, he felt inexplicable grief and indignation, and at the same time, he seemed to have a little bit of joy that was not enough for outsiders.

Xu Beiyou walked slowly along the ridge, stretched out his hand to brush the heavy ears of rice, smelling the unique local flavor of the field, and there was a rare relaxed smile on his face, "Lonely yin is not born, it is not a good thing that there are too many women in the sect, it is not that I underestimate women, but it is a murderous thing, it will be better for men to do it." ”

Feng Lang didn't dare to answer rashly.

Xu Beiyou didn't expect him to talk, and continued: "I'll give you a letter, I will go to the North God Capital in the near future, you pack up and go with me." ”

Feng Lang's eyes widened suddenly.

He naturally knew the support and importance contained in Xu Beiyou's words, if he could grasp this opportunity, he might not be able to become the second Song official.

After being shocked, Feng Lang immediately knelt down on one knee and said in a deep voice: "Yes." ”

Xu Beiyou waved his hand to signal him to get up, and turned back to the previous topic, "Since Jiangdu is the territory of those women, then we won't go back to Jiangdu today, do you know what good places to go in Jiangzhou? If you go to the imperial capital, I'm afraid it will be difficult to have such a free time today. ”

Feng Lang thought for a moment and replied: "If you want to talk about the best places in Jiangzhou, you still have to count Guangling Mansion, where Slender Lake and Guanyin Mountain are excellent places to go, and the ten famous spots such as mille-feuille oil cake and jade siu mai are also good to eat. ”

Speaking of this, he subconsciously looked up at the sky, "It's getting late today, I'm afraid we can't get over, why don't we go back tomorrow?"

Xu Beiyou shook his head and reached out to grab his shoulder.

The next moment, Feng Lang exclaimed, and found that he was already above the Nine Heavens, the clouds around him were misty, a red sun and slanting sun above his head seemed to be within reach, and under his feet was a Qingfeng long sword.

This is the legendary Edgeworth!?

This is the pilgrimage of the earth immortal masters!?

Then he heard Xu Bei say to stand firm, and then the flying sword accelerated suddenly, like a streamer, and disappeared at the end of the sky in an instant.

Although there is no heroic spirit, it is still a thousand miles of fast wind.