The blessing of the splendid farm family is married to the world

In a house near the inner city, a servant hurried in from the outside. The master of the Liu family, who was spinning around in the front yard, immediately turned around and took two steps towards him, and asked, "How is it? Is the Zongdu army dissatisfied with my family?" look?"

When plotting against An Er, someone reminded him that An Er was the second uncle of the governor's wife's family, so he spent a lot of trouble, handing over the restaurant he was about to acquire, and marrying a daughter to the country mud leg .

I thought the matter of becoming a relative was over, but I didn't expect that the warlord Zong had a meal with another nephew of An's family as soon as he returned to the city, and when he learned that he married his daughter to An Er's son, he called An Da directly. Drive An Er out of An's house.

This news was learned yesterday when An Er angrily visited him to settle accounts with him.

At that time, Mr. Liu knew that he was doomed, and Zong Dujun could get her wife's natal family to drive An Er out, let alone him, the one who plotted against An's family.

So in the past two days, Mr. Liu asked people to find ways to inquire, and even sent countless gifts to those in the Mu family who could get in touch with the warlord.

Only then did I get the news that I could get close to the warlord couple.

It is said that today Zong Dujun will take his wife to a noodle shop in the outer city for dinner. He didn't dare to show his head rashly, so he asked the servants at home to inquire.

The boy had a bitter face, Zong Dujun and his wife had no airs, and the noodle shop was not sealed to prevent unrelated people from entering, so he also went in and asked for a bowl of noodles.

But the important thing is, how dare he get close.

That's the Warlord, and now not only the whole northern border listens to him, but even the provincial capitals in the south have to rely on the Warlord Zong for protection in this troubled world.

If he dared to step forward to ask, wouldn't he be beaten to death all at once?

But he was incompetent because he failed to do what the master ordered. He rolled his eyes twice, and the servant said, "Master, I did see the warlord and his wife. Judging by their looks, they are very good people."

Master Liu slapped him on the head. What kind of person is he? "I'm asking you to find out, about An'er's family, the tone of the warlord's side."

The little servant covered his head, full of grievances: "Master, the little one is just a servant, how can I sit down and discuss things with the dignified warlord of the northern border?"

Still sniffing, you're afraid you're going to tell me to die.

"Go away", Mr. Liu shouted impatiently, and drove him out with a wave of his hand.

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Finally returning to the familiar place, An Xu jumped off the horse, feeling a lot easier even to breathe.

"Strange, I haven't lived here for long, but I have a strong sense of belonging in my heart." She said, turning to look at Zong Che who also got off his horse.

Zong Che's arms encircled her slender and flexible waist, and he squinted his eyes for a particularly good feeling, and said, "Maybe, it's because Madam fell in love with me here that she has a special sense of belonging here?"

An Xu thumped his shoulder for a while, and said with a smile: "Don't be so stinky, who loves you! I just like you a little bit."

The astonishment and hurt in Zong Che's eyes turned into a deep smile before he could show it, "Well, it's good to like some. I love you is enough."

He always confesses when he is caught off guard, and he used to think he was a young boy, but now he has to be on guard from time to time, so as not to be seduced by the unique charm of a man in him.

As far as I could see, I could see the river not far from the military camp. Both banks of the river were very busy at the moment. Because of the water, a lot of grass grew on the north bank, and there were children from nearby herdsmen grazing sheep there.

On the south bank, a lot of farmland has been reclaimed, and the green waves are turned by the wind, but there are wheat seedlings one after another.

The first batch of winter wheat has been planted. In the coming year, the food shortage in the northern border will not be too big.

An Xu and Zong Che went to inspect the fields on the south bank, only to find that on the edge of the field, on the ridges of each ridge, there were sweet potatoes with green leaves.

The newly issued leaves on the top are slightly purple, shaking gently in the breeze.Although it's already August and it's getting colder in the north, the sweet potatoes are still growing well.

But An Xu was still weird.

Sweet potatoes are a season suitable for planting, and she has already become popular.

Winter is not suitable for the growth of sweet potatoes at all, especially in the cold north, without a greenhouse, these sweet potatoes cannot grow at all.

"What are you growing these sweet potatoes for now?"

Could it be that Lei Ze invented some intercropping and didn't make it clear to the herdsmen?But it shouldn't be, sweet potato and wheat, it's not suitable at all.

At this time, a woman with a basket passed by, and when she heard An Xu's question, she gave the basket forward with a smile, and said, "Nowadays, every household is not short of sweet potatoes. See if the roots of sweet potatoes can flourish in the cold winter? Plant a little in the field, and there will be green leaves to eat in winter.”

An Xu realized that, she herself said before that in some seasons, sweet potatoes cannot be grown, and the leaves can be full.

She smiled and said, "This method is really good."

The woman also laughed: "You should try it when you go back. Just bury a few pieces of sprouted sweet potatoes at the door of the house in the courtyard. This sweet potato is really a good thing. It can save lives and it is delicious. I really want to thank our Zongdujun couple .”

Being praised in person, unless a saint can pretend that nothing happened.

An Xu felt a sense of accomplishment when she heard it. Although others don't know her, the feeling of being talked about for doing something good is not bad.

Back in the main tent, An Xu threw himself on the bed, rolled back and forth twice, and said to Zong Che who pulled her up to help her take off her coat: "Isn't it difficult in the south? You ask someone to transport some sweet potatoes, Distribute it."

It was rare for Zong Che to see her look so energetic. His heart was soft and full of love. He kissed her on the cheek twice, but said jokingly: "If someone praises you a few times, you won't be able to find Bei."

An Xu smiled and said: "I can find it, you are the Bei. With you as my big backer, I can do whatever I want."

Zong Che lowered his head and bit her lips, and took a soft bite, "Have you eaten honey? Little mouth is so sweet?"

An Xu leaned on his shoulder with a smile, Zong Che rarely talked to her like this, his frivolity contained indescribable affection, as if she was his delicate daughter.

"I want to eat sweet and sour short ribs at noon," she said, "that one is sweeter."

After hearing this, Zong Che couldn't help laughing, took her hand and said, "You guide, and I will do it."

After a long period of time, the northern border remained stable. Except for occasional visits to the southern provinces to see how the refugees were received—only twice, Zong Che insisted on bringing An Xu with him. The rest of the time they stayed at Peking University. The camp is waiting.

During this incident, Zong Che learned four or five special dishes.

The popularity of sweet potatoes became wider, and gradually spread to the south through the drive of merchants.

If the north is not stable, more businessmen will gather here. In just a few months, the north has shown a more prosperous Thai style than the south.

On New Year's Eve of this year, An Xu and Zong Che cooked several dishes. Before the whole family gathered around the dining table to enjoy the atmosphere of the New Year, a piece of news came.

King Yi of the south rebelled against the imperial court again, killed the officials of the local prefecture, and turned the land to stand on its own. Many people in the city were affected.

An Xu was very puzzled. With only a small number of people in the south, it was enough to take several taxis. The last time she and Zong Che went south, they passed through many villages and towns, but they were all empty.

Originally, there were not many people in the Great Zhou Dynasty.

Zong Che just frowned, King Yi was treacherous, so it was expected that he would repeat this again and again, even if he was about to receive an imperial edict again.

Because of the chaos outside, everyone dispersed after the New Year's Eve dinner and went back separately.

Inside the dim bed tent, An Xu leaned in Zongche's arms, and told him about his mother who was still in the capital.

"I don't know if the capital will be affected by the war." Judging from the map of Da Zhou, the capital is slightly north of the center of the national territory. If the rebellion in the south continues, it may not rush to the capital.

Leaving the mother there alone is always dangerous.An Xu raised his arms and looked at Zong Che's face, "Why don't you take your mother over here."

At a very young age, he was thrown by his mother in a village with no relatives. He has a grudge against the Liu family, which is understandable for An Xu.

If he is unwilling, take the person out of the capital and arrange them in other places first.

The jet-black hair was poured on the bed like fine silk, and some of it was piled on Zongche's arm, with a slight weight, soft and soft.

Zong Che stretched out his hand, rubbed the back of An Xu's head, and said with a smile, "Don't worry, I have arrangements. At the latest, bring her to the north next spring."

"Okay," An Xu lay down again.

Regarding relatives, An Xu didn't want Zong Che to feel guilty in the future.Even if parents feel sorry for their children, it will be a knot in their hearts to sit and watch them get into trouble because of themselves.

Sensing her worry, Zong Che couldn't say that he had no expectation or hatred for that mother for a long time, so he didn't struggle at all whether to take it or not, it's just that the time is not yet ripe.

"I'll take you to the oasis in the northwest tomorrow." He changed the subject.

If there is a drone at this time, let it fly over the territory of Dazhou, you can see such a scene.

Bounded by the Qingmo River, clusters of flames can be seen not far away in the south, while in the north, from the brightly lit capital city to the north, there are dots of light in the darkness.

On New Year's Eve, one side is chaotic and fighting, one side is singing and dancing, and the other side is celebrating the new year with fireworks. The people of a country live three different lives.

There are more than three kinds of accurate distinctions. In the lights of thousands of houses, some people have a table full of wine and meat, some people are very happy for a fine meal, some people can’t even eat a piece of vegetable leaf buns, and some people can sit safely indoors to celebrate the New Year. luxury.

In a small county in the remote south, Shen Xiao had just come back from outside in the dark, when a worried maid faced him, "Master, didn't Young Madam come back with you?"

"She went out?" Shen Xiao frowned.

The maid didn't dare to speak, Shen Xiao scolded, and then stammered: "Young Madam is worried about you, and seeing that you haven't come back in the evening, she took two servants to look for you."

On the hills outside the city, a group of deserters from the neighboring county gathered. They occupied the hills to gather victims, guarded the main road out of the city, and robbed passing merchants or refugees.

Those who are willing to rob with them can participate in it. Although it is only as long as men are not women, children, old and weak, but in just over a month, that group of people has become a large scale.

Recently, it has been getting closer to the county seat frequently, and many refugees have mixed in in the county seat.

Shen Xiao managed this small county like an iron bucket. At the beginning of the chaos, he arranged all the villagers under the county government in a circle outside the county. army.

Around the periphery where the common people live, a tight military force is set up.Shen Xiao has been busy these two days, because the bandits on the mountain are about to make a big move, he has prepared an ambush in advance, even if the other party does not move, he will clear up all these bandits within a few days.

But unexpectedly, at this critical moment, Shuangping didn't stay in the county yamen honestly, and even ran out.

In the night, with the sound of torches and horseshoes, Shen Xiao dismounted at a checkpoint in the north, and the soldiers guarding him half-kneeled in salute.

"Get up," Shen Xiao asked, "Have you seen any suspicious people?"

The team leader who was in charge of the place said: "By order of the Grandpa, no one was allowed in or out all day today."

Nowadays, there is a stable life inside, and almost no people go out. Usually, foreign businessmen want to enter.But because of the need to deal with the soldiers and bandits outside, the people who went in were strictly checked these two days.

Shen Xiao was relieved, he had already asked all the five checkpoints in front of him, and he was sure that no one would leave the county seat today.

Thinking of Shuangping's temperament, maybe she stayed in some shop in the county town.

He plans to go back and have a look first.

However, he was stopped by a Bing Yong on the way. Bing Yong pointed to the south and said anxiously: "Grandfather, many people are attacking from the south. At the front, they are still detaining a person, saying yes, Mrs. Madam."

Hearing this, Shen Xiao's expression didn't change much, he tightened the horse's rein, and said, "Go and see."

That night, on the edge of this remote small county in the south, a very fierce fight took place.

It was also on this night that the legend of a magistrate of Shen county who reluctantly gave up his love to protect the people unfolded.

In chaotic days, the spread of news is always relatively slow. When An Xu heard the news that Shen Xiao wanted to capture the bandits, regardless of his wife who was taken hostage by the bandits, and wanted to wipe out those bandits. It was already the second year. It's April.

The cold air receded from the north, and the wild fields were full of verdant green. Although there was not much rain, Zongche, who stayed in the northern border last winter, recruited people to build a relatively large water conservancy project. This year's spring in the northern border is stronger than before. It is even more beautiful when the weather is good.

In the early morning, before the dense fog had completely cleared, on the vast blue embankment, a tall man who looked like a young man walked down the embankment with two teenagers.

Because Zong Dujun had people put a lot of fish fry in the lake surrounded by the blue dam earlier. These fish fry were contracted to be fed by nearby herdsmen. Now that the fish fry have grown up, many people will come to fish.

Especially in the morning and morning, when there are the most people, the several entrances of the Qingdi will gather into a small market.

The tall and thin young man walked down the steps of the embankment with a fish basket in his hand, and saw baskets of dried sweet potatoes with red and yellow crystals next to each other on the east side of the road, so he stopped to ask the price.

The stall owner was very enthusiastic and grabbed a handful for them to taste.

The youngest boy took one, took a bite, nodded and said to the two older ones, "It's delicious, sweet, and chewy but doesn't grind your teeth. My sister-in-law will definitely like it."

These are three brothers, right?And sister-in-law, there are quite a few men in this family.

The stall owner thought about this in his heart, and said with a smile: "Our sweet potato is the sweetest in Shilibacun. When it is steamed, sugar is added. It is the snow-white Ang's sugar in the city. It must be sweet."

Uncle An and Uncle An changed to the catering industry, and Sanbo An continued to make sugar. The sugar cane was imported from the northwest. Although the cost was a little higher, it could still be sold.

Hearing Anshi Tang, the young man smiled and said, "Let's weigh five catties."

"Five catties? Good."

Usually they are bought at the price of two taels per catty. This is really a big family.

Because it was too much, the owner of the stall added two taels, and wrapped it up separately for the youngest one.