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Chapter 72 072: Return to Beijing (3)

Yu An took the tea cup in his hand and took a few more sips, looking at the tea leaves floating in the cup.

"...Besides this matter, the village leader should have anything else to say to me?"

His voice had no emotion as usual, but if you listened carefully, you could find that his voice was much more unusual and had an indescribable sense of trance.

Yu Jingjing looked at the tea leaves floating on the tea water quietly, and couldn't help but think -

Xiaozhai leader, are you planning to leave?

But it is clear that there are still many things that the little village master has not finished, many instructions have not been given, and there are many places that the little village master has never set foot on...

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Gui Shang was silent for a long time, and suddenly looked up at the man holding the teacup, who was in an inexplicable mood.

It was obvious that she and Yu An had not known each other for long, but when they accidentally sat together quietly, sipping the same tea and talking about the future, they were pleasantly surprised to find that she and Yu An had something in common. The ideal of struggle.

It's just that the other person gradually lost his original intention as the years passed, and became someone who even he felt strange.

——Fortunately, there are still people who care, otherwise I don’t know what kind of mess it would be like now.

Gui Shang didn't say anything immediately when the other party finished speaking. She focused on the bird fluttering its wings and flying over their heads.

A breeze blew by, making the leaves sway.

A yellow and green leaf fluttered left and right, and finally stayed motionless on Gui Shang's shoulder.

She gently twisted it up and looked at it several times, then picked it up and held it about a finger's distance from her lips. She lowered her eyes and sniffed gently, her tone of voice carrying a rare melodiousness and comfort.

"I'm leaving, probably at the moment when the sun will rise tomorrow."

Yu An pursed his lips and hummed in a low voice.

After he put away his somewhat dejected mood, he drank the rest of the already cold tea in one gulp.

The bulging Adam's apple rolled slightly with his movements. He opened his gentle eyes as usual, as if there was some layer between them, and looked at Gui Shang opposite him quietly.

Soon, Gui Shang heard the familiar voice ringing in his ears, "Then I will ask them to prepare the carriage food and other things for you to go on the road as soon as possible..."

He didn't speak fast but his words were clear, as if he was fully prepared for Gui Shang's departure.

Yu An knew that even if the village leader would come back, he didn't know how long it would take, and he couldn't accurately judge it.

It could be days, it could be months, it could even be years.

Gui Shang handed over all the plans that Qingyun needed to make in the next few months written on his wide sleeves and some other unknown things written on them to Yu An. He held the piece of writing in his hand with some crooked calligraphy. , the dull mood in his heart suddenly dissipated, and a real smile appeared on his face.

After seeing the smile on the other person's face, Gui Shang also curled his lips. He didn't feel embarrassed because others saw him making fun of him because of his bad behavior.

However, I still need to practice this calligraphy more and more, and I will probably use it in more places in the future. She has also been lucky enough to see the original owner's handwriting. It is a beautiful and spiritual small regular script, which is completely different from hers. .

To be fair, as the concubine of the prime minister's family and a lady of great simplicity in the eyes of the world, the handwriting of the original owner is naturally beautiful.But after all, it belonged to the original owner. Looking left and right, she always felt that the word seemed to be covered with a gorgeous shell, but it was rotten on the inside.

They say words are like the person they are. Just like these words, or the letter she saw that time, she could tell who wrote it almost at a glance.

She looked at the immature and vulgar words she had written that had been neatly packed away, and her fingertips moved slightly.

When you wait in Kyoto, you will first imitate the original owner's handwriting for daily use to avoid being noticed. After you have a truly powerful position, you can then add your own style to it.

——Of course, she is not referring to the dog-crawling characters that are worse than those written by a seven- or eight-year-old child.

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While talking to Yu An about the future of the village, Kong Liangfeng and Wei Changying retreated with great foresight, quietly guarding the closed door.

Gui Shang and Yu An naturally discovered this, but they did not stop them. They just touched each other's teacups that were already filled with tea.

She didn't drink. After all, she drank a lot when she was in her yard, and now she still felt as full as before.

"...What I wrote is the plan for the next three months, which covers a wide range of things. In addition to daily training, it also includes secretly building training grounds."

"Among them, I went to the cliffs of the back mountain last night. I have never been to places such as Tianhe, No Man's Ridge, and Jinghu Lake. If you have time, you can ask someone to visit these places. I am very familiar with these places. Quite interested.”

Yu An nodded and did not interrupt Gui Shang's words.

So she continued to talk, her eyes seemed to have reflected what she imagined, "In addition to these, I also imagined building some defense projects inside and outside the village, a school for everyone to learn how to read, and the production of some equipment and gunpowder..."

"I know this is very difficult. Let's not be anxious. Let's take it step by step, one step at a time, and lay the most important foundation first."

"I remember that the village still has a lot of empty and abandoned land. Don't waste it. Find someone to renovate it and grow some seasonal fruits, vegetables and whole grains."

"If you have time, go to the mountains to get some wild piglets and chickens and raise them in captivity so that everyone can be self-sufficient even if they don't leave the village."

After all, over the years, the bandits in Qingyun Village have gradually changed from being self-sufficient to being able to obtain food for a long time just by robbing, and they have become somewhat dependent on these evil ways.

But she knew that such a life was meaningless. If she blindly relied on these unfair means to plunder money and food, sooner or later she would suffer backlash.

Yu An suddenly raised his eyes and looked at the little village leader who kept opening and closing his lips, and his heart gradually calmed down because of the other person's words.

Before leaving, Gui Shang spoke out what he was worried about, and his tone became sharper, "Recently store more food, and don't get too close to Tianhe. Send people from the village to see Tianhe every day If anything happens there, please take everyone and evacuate immediately!"

After hearing such words, the man suddenly raised his head and looked at the worried little village leader, his brows furrowed.

"what do you mean…?"

Some terrible thoughts suddenly arose in his mind. Thinking of the recent continuous rainy days, his face became ugly.

If that’s true…

Yu An didn't dare to think about it anymore when he thought of this. His hand holding the teacup tightened, the veins were bulging and his fingertips were white.

(End of this chapter)