"Da da da……"

A smooth old cow pulled a cart smoothly, walking through the endless wheat fields like a green carpet.

The drivers were two children in Tsing Yi with red lips and white teeth.

They were sitting on the carriage shaft, sitting up and down as if they had nails under their buttocks, their eyes glancing around as if they were interested in everything they saw.

"Tong'er, go east."

Behind the carriage, an old man with gray hair was sitting cross-legged.

The cold dew has not yet come, the weather is refreshing, neither cold nor hot, and ordinary people feel comfortable wearing a single coat.

And this gray-haired old man was surrounded by a pile of thick fur, with a gray complexion and blue lips.

Occasionally, when the breeze blows, his body wrapped in thick fur will tremble.

He closed his eyes and seemed to be taking a nap.

But when the bullock cart passed a fork in the road, he seemed to be able to see and ordered the boy driving the cart to turn.

"Yes, sir!"

The two boys were not surprised and said in unison as they were used to it.

Then one person held the ox rope and the other waved the whip, steering the ox cart to the east.

After the ox cart moved forward for a while.

The number of farmers working in the fields gradually increased.

Two children in Tsing Yi looked at the farmers curiously.

The farmers were also looking at them curiously.

But whether it is the kid in Tsing Yi driving the car.

Or farmers in the fields.

They all just looked at each other and then looked away. The ox cart walked through the streets for a long time, but no one greeted them.

It was as if there was an invisible wall between them.

I do not know how long it has been.

The gray-haired old man who was taking a nap behind the cart suddenly said: "Stop."

"Xu..."

The two boys slowly pulled the old cow.

The gray-haired old man opened his eyes and looked directly at Lu Shu, who was working in the fields. His broad palms hidden under the thick fur slowly began to pinch.

But his brows slowly wrinkled as he pinched his palms.

Farmer's family.

The appearance of doing nothing.

Why is it that destiny is like the water of the Yellow River coming up from the sky and stretching endlessly?

Could it be that the secret of heaven is messed up again?

…

Lu Shu was also sizing up the old man on the oxcart and thought he was a bit interesting.

Then he bent down, picked up the hoe, and continued to clear the weeds in the wheat field.

Interesting people.

How important are these hundreds of hectares of wheat?

Unexpectedly, the old man on the bullock cart suddenly said loudly: "Farmer, can you come up and talk to me?"

Lu Shu heard this and said softly "Hey".

He met many interesting people.

But none of them were as interesting as this old man.

His heritage can be seen through at a glance...

He straightened up, held the hoe with one hand, and made a "please" gesture to the field with the other hand: "If you have anything to say, you might as well go to the field and tell it."

The old man on the bullock cart looked at the wet ground beneath his feet, and a look of struggle flashed across his brows.

But immediately, he peeled off the layers of fur covering his body, revealing a body as burly and strong as a calf under the fur.

Seeing this, Lu Shu slowly walked onto the field ridge with her hoe in hand without saying a word.

The gray-haired old man stepped down from the bullock cart and took the lead in saluting with his palms pressed: "Xuanmen Sanren..."

Before he finished bowing, Benlu Shu supported him with one hand.

Lu Shu said calmly: "When you are polite to others, you must ask for something. If you have something to say, you might as well say it!"

Seeing this, the gray-haired old man smiled faintly, "Then please forgive me for being presumptuous, master, and can you introduce me to someone who can make clouds and rain?"

Lu Shu's plain face became solemn, and his cloudy eyes became sharp in an instant, and he said in a deep voice: "What do you want, Your Excellency?"

The gray-haired old man shook his head: "Master, please don't misunderstand me. I have no other intention. I just want to meet this benevolent man who dares to go against heaven and change the world for the welfare of the people!"

Lu Shu stared at him intently.

The gray-haired old man also smiled and let him watch.

For a while.

Lu Shucai said without changing his expression: "I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint you. The benevolent person you mentioned has so many things to do, and he has no time to sit and talk with an unlearned and unskilled person like you."

The gray-haired old man laughed, looked at his face and said slowly: "Please forgive me for the offense... You are fifty-four years old. Your parents died young, your younger brother died young, and you have been wandering for half your life..."

"alright!"

Lu Shu angrily interrupted his words, raised his voice and shouted: "What on earth do you want to do?"

The words fell.

Several farmers working in the fields silently put down their hoes, took out their swords from the fields, and surrounded them without saying a word.

As the project manager of the Sumai Project, Lu Shu is Chen Sheng’s founding disciple and the future Farmer Yasheng.

How could Chen Sheng not send someone to protect him?

Although it's hard to say who will protect whom when something happens.

But whether Lu Shu can fight or not is Lu Shu’s business.

If Chen Sheng's faction doesn't send people, that's Chen Sheng's business.

The gray-haired old man glanced at the crowd of leaders who gathered around him. Instead of showing fear or panic, he showed a somewhat relaxed smile: "It seems that there is no need to bother Gao Zuo!"

He straightened his clothes slowly, faced the many leaders who gathered around him, and bowed slowly: "Xuanmen Sanren Fan Zeng, please see your lord!"

…

"Boom."

Next to a clear stream, Chen Sheng, who was sitting with his trousers rolled up and soaking his feet, casually threw a palm-sized piece of coal into the brazier and looked at the red burning coals in the brazier, feeling indescribably happy.

He is so happy because he has found a coal mine in the mountains.

Moreover, it is a semi-open-pit mine, so mining is extremely difficult, and it covers a large area!

The coal reserves on the ground alone are enough to serve as Commander Chen's chief minister for ten to twenty years!

Not to mention the coal reserves underground!

All in all...posted!

Not long after.

Ji Bu quickly passed through the surrounding soldiers with his sword in hand, and walked to Chen Sheng's side. He cupped his fists and said, "Sir, there are still thirty-five households in Lianshan Village, most of which are elderly women and children."

Chen Sheng frowned and said in a deep voice: "Where is the righteousness of Lianshan Village?"

Ji Bu: "My lord, I have escaped from famine."

Chen Sheng was silent for a few moments, then sighed and said, "How many houses are there in the village?"

Ji Bu thought for a while and replied: "There are two brick houses and about a hundred thatched huts."

Chen Sheng pondered for a moment and said softly: "Okay... leave twenty people and stationed in Lianshan Village to take care of the coal mine. No one is allowed to mine the coal mine without my permission. Anyone who violates this will be killed!"

Ji Bu responded loudly: "Wei!"

After a pause, Chen Sheng continued: "Keep half of the rations brought by the brothers for the brothers stationed in Lianshan Village to keep three days of rations, and distribute the rest to the villagers in the village. The subsequent supply of food and fodder will be provided in

Delivered within two days!”

Ji Bu: "Wei!"

Chen Sheng waved his hand: "Hurry up and do it quickly. When you're done, go back to the city early. It's getting dark!"
Chapter completed!