This is a piece of farmland located along the Shuo River. Four years ago, it was an overgrown wasteland, but now it has become a fertile field.

Looking around, all you can see are golden crops swaying in the autumn wind, and the heavy fruits symbolize this year's harvest.

The acres of land were divided into square pieces by Shuozhou officials, and ridges were built in the middle, or canals were dug to provide water. The layout was quite reasonable.

It is said that in order to make full use of the plains on both sides of the Shuo River, Song Zhilu hired many people who were proficient in water conservancy to plan the project in Liang.

Now is the autumn harvest season, and people can be seen waving sickles everywhere on the field ridges. From time to time, some farmers will stand up and laugh and chat.

Even though there were Yan troops pressing down outside Shuofeng City, and there were many bloody battles outside Beiliang Pass, this place was like a paradise.

Smoke rose from the villages in the distance, and occasionally young children could be seen running around in the fields.

It is truly unimaginable that such a scene of living and working in peace and contentment appears in a borderland.

But isn’t this the scene in which the Liang soldiers fought so hard to the death?

Chenyue was wearing a black gown and walked slowly in the fields. Xu Luo followed silently behind him, leading his horse.

The few accompanying guards were not wearing armor, for fear of disturbing these honest farmers.

The war between Liangyou and Liangyou has temporarily ceased, and Chenyue also took advantage of this gap to come to Shuozhou. During the autumn harvest, he was thinking about Shuozhou's grain and grass, which was the granary for hundreds of thousands of soldiers.

The soldiers and horses have not moved forward with food and fodder. Now there is almost no spare power in the court to support the war in Liangdi, and everything can only be done by oneself.

Seven or eight steps in front of Chenyue, an old man was struggling to stack bundles of rice into piles, waiting to be hauled away on a flatbed truck.

Maybe it was because the pile was a little crooked, so the grain pile began to sway. Seeing that the grain pile was about to fall, the old man was so anxious that his hands and feet became a little panicked.

Chen Yue, who had quick eyes and quick hands, took a few steps forward, supported the pile of grain that was about to topple over, and stacked it neatly again.

The old man who was sweating profusely was stunned for a moment, and then quickly thanked:

"Thank you so much, young master. Oops, I'm so dim-sighted that I almost hit the young master. I'm sorry, I'm sorry!"

The old man sounded like a young man. Although Chen Yue was wearing a long coarse cloth gown, the old man felt at a glance that this young man had an extraordinary bearing and was much calmer than the scholars he had seen.

"hehe."

Chenyue smiled and said: "Old man, how can you do such a heavy job by yourself? Don't you have a son at home to help?"

"Here, working in the fields."

The old man pointed his finger, and not far away there was a young man waving a sickle vigorously. The young man estimated that he was in his twenties, which is when he is most powerful.

"Hey, this job is done very neatly. What a great skill! Haha!" Chen Yue gave a thumbs up and laughed.

"Damn it, you peasant, what can you do if you don't have any strength?" the old man responded, then walked to the side and picked up a teapot, shook the light yellow teacup in his hand and said:

"Young Master, are you thirsty? If you don't mind, have a bowl?"

"Thirsty, why aren't you thirsty? Then thank you, old man, first." Chenyue cupped his hands and said with a smile.

While speaking, Chen Yue waved his right hand vaguely behind his back. Xu Luo, who was not far away, led the horse back in a sensible manner. Several guards gave Chen Yue enough room to chat.

This scene also fell in the eyes of the old man. Although it looked strange, he didn't ask anything. Anyway, people in Shuozhou were coming and going, and it was normal for people of all kinds to appear.

On the contrary, Chenyue's carefree appearance made him very fond of him, and coupled with his local Liangzhou accent, there was no doubt about it at all.

The old man happily poured a bowl of herbal tea for Chen Yue and himself, and then sat down on the field head with the tea bowl in hand.

"GuluGulu~"

Chenyue also followed the same example. After taking a sip of tea, a refreshing feeling immediately came to his forehead.

"Comfortable!" Chenyue shouted.

The old man laughed and said, "That's true. A sip of tea after work will make you feel more comfortable. Even if you give me, an old man, a bottle of fine wine, I won't change it."

"Haha." Chenyue smiled and pointed to the field and asked:

"Old man, how is the harvest this year? I think the crops in the fields are growing well."

"Young master is an expert. This year's harvest is very good!" The old man was very happy when he mentioned this. He clapped his fingers and said:

"The twenty or thirty acres of land we have is enough for our family to live comfortably for a year. After deducting the regular grains given to the government, there is still a surplus!"

The old man's eyes were full of expectation for better days, and he was smiling from ear to ear.

"Oh, that's really good." Chen Yue was happy for the old man from the bottom of his heart.

"These days are getting better day by day." The old man looked at the endless fields and said:

"Thankfully I came here as a refugee two years ago, otherwise my whole family would have starved to death."

"Oh? Where did the old man come from?" Chen Yue asked with interest.

"I come from Tongzhou. I'm considered a northerner. I'm not far from Beiliang."

As he spoke, the old man pointed to the fields and said: "There are all kinds of things here, from Yangzhou to Tai'an Road. Sir, look at that old man Wang, he came from Fuzhou. I heard that he walked for more than a year, and he just relied on me along the way.

He survived by begging and eating bark and wild vegetables.”

"so far?"

Chenyue was surprised. Fuzhou was in the far south, and coming to Shuozhou was equivalent to crossing the entire territory of the Zhou Dynasty. This was scary to think about.

"Isn't it?" the old man murmured:

"The old man said that the Liang army saved their family during the southern expedition, otherwise his son would have been killed by the rebels. Now that there is a famine in his hometown, he is thinking that he can find a way to survive here. They can trust the Liangzhou government.

"

Chen Yue nodded with understanding. It seemed that the refugees in Shuozhou had already absorbed people from all over the world, and the effect was remarkable.

"Old man Wang is living a wonderful life now. He has two grandchildren and one granddaughter at home. He is full of children and grandchildren. He is so blessed! They are all stronger than us when it comes to work." The old man said with envy in his eyes.

At this age, who doesn’t want to live a life filled with children and grandchildren and enjoy family happiness?

Chenyue smiled and asked, "How many people are there in your hometown?"

The old man took a sip of cold water and said:

"I have an old woman, three sons and a daughter-in-law, but it's a pity that I don't have any grandchildren for me to hold. Alas~"

"You have three sons, but you still worry about not being able to have a grandson?" Chenyue joked:

"In less than two years, you will have to hold one in each hand, and I'm afraid you won't have time to work in the fields."

"Hahaha, the young master is really good at talking. You can tell he has read a book."

The old man was amused by Chen Yue's words, but a trace of regret flashed deep in his eyes.

Chenyue noticed the change in the old man's expression, glanced at the field, and asked puzzledly: "Why is there only one son working in the field, and there are two others?"

"This is the second child."

The old man pointed at the young man in the field and said:

"The eldest son went to join the army last year and is probably staying in Shuofeng City now. The third eldest brother just went home to pick up lunch. You will see him later."

Chen Yue suddenly understood, no wonder the old man's eyes were not right.
Chapter completed!