Even in troubled times, winter wheat still needs to be planted, and it is still a bit lush. From a distance, you can see farmers and villagers in twos and threes, even in late autumn, all of them are farming with their shirts off.
Although there is an official road at the foot of White Rabbit Mountain, there are not many carriages and horses passing by. The farmers are plowing, and when they are resting, they can't help but chat for a few words, and they talk about Liu Bei.
"I heard that he went to the city and never came back under the pretext of selling shoes. Someone saw him and a few rangers drinking and eating meat. They were very happy. I don't know where the money came from."
"Where did the money come from? It must have been his uncle who helped him again. If you ask me, no one can help this man. He has lost all his wealth."
"Shh, no matter how bad he is, he can't say that in front of his mother -"
"Stop talking, a car is coming."
Everyone stopped and bowed their heads. There was an oxcart coming, and they saw a middle-aged man sitting inside. He was neatly dressed and had a calm attitude. But contrary to his demeanor, he was dressed in red clothes and wearing a hat.
A tall yellow hat. This hat is really tall, three feet tall.
There were two attendants on the left and right, both carrying swords.
This kind of strange clothes made people stunned, but seeing that this style was not ordinary, they didn't dare to look down upon it. At this time, a young man inside raised his head and stared at it.
Ji Caizhu, who was in the car, felt happy. The key lies with this person.
I was afraid that ordinary farmers would not be able to understand what I said, so I waited until the children of the Pang family, who had read a few books, went to work in the fields before performing this performance.
I saw Ji Caizhu walking down slowly, wearing high-tooth wooden clogs, strange clothes, and fluttering sleeves, creating a special atmosphere that people will never forget once they see it.
At this time, I saw the sun shining through the branches and leaves on the road, and this man was walking on the road, the sound of clogs was clear and clear, and he ignored everyone.
Suddenly, a follower came forward and said: "Honored Master, you said that this mountain is completely white, filled with a white air, and there is light green hidden in it, which is very precious. From what I saw, there is only white air, but no green air.
, please also respect the teacher to make it clear
These farmers did not understand what they heard, but the technique of Feng Shui prophecies existed in the Han Dynasty, so they could hear the excitement in the hearts of the young people of the Pang family.
Ji Caizhu suddenly stopped and smiled: "If everyone could see it, it wouldn't be precious at all. This white gas is common in mountain gas. It's not surprising. Only by diving deeply can it be released quickly."
Just as he was talking, someone suddenly shouted: "Honored Master, is this what you are talking about?"
Looking along the way, I saw a wisp of green smoke rising straight up for three feet.
Ji Caizhu was immediately shocked. Someone asked: "Why is your respected master so shocked?"
Ji Caizhu sighed with emotion for a long time and said: "I thought it would only take twenty years, but I didn't expect to see signs of rapid development today. This kind of youthful spirit, the spirit of a prince, is something that only a few people can have."
As he said this, he sighed: "This child is extraordinary, I will take the opportunity to pursue him."
With that said, he took advantage of the ox cart to drive away, leaving only the young man of the Pang family deep in thought.
three days later
In a small village, there are dozens of families and several hectares of fields nearby, busy with farm work. One of the houses looks shabby, and a woman is busy.
She is only in her forties, with gray hair and a sad look on her face.
At this time, a neighbor spoke intentionally or unintentionally, loudly and deliberately: "Have you heard that there was smoke coming out of White Rabbit Mountain a few days ago?"
"I heard an adult passing by saying he was rich and powerful."
"Whose ancestral tomb is there? Isn't it the Liu family? Hey, even if the Liu family goes to the city to roam the city, maybe they will be adults in a few years."
Even inside, these words are heart-wrenching to hear. This is not a boast, it is a mockery.
At this moment, a group of people hurried over carrying a person. A moment later, Mother Liu's unbearable cry was heard: "What's wrong with you? I asked you to go out to sell shoes, but you were drinking and eating meat in the city. Now If you are like this, how can you teach me how to live in the future?"
The cry pierced the heart.
But then, someone else said that when Liu Bei was drinking, his face suddenly became green, and he passed out three feet tall. Everyone laughed at this statement.
However, Ji Caizhu didn't care. When he came to report back, he said that although everyone didn't believe it, everyone knew it, so he immediately ordered: "The ox cart drives away."
It was afternoon. The bullock cart hiding on the side of the road passed by for just a moment. Several people were watching, and some people said some words of comfort. When they saw a nobleman's bullock cart approaching, they suddenly looked at each other, for some reason.
Ji Caizhu was still wearing the same strange clothes, which made everyone silent and as quiet as a needle. When he arrived at the door of Liu's house, he suddenly stopped shouting and got off the car at the southeast corner of the door of Liu's house to watch.
Ji Caizhu lingered for a long time and saw that the mulberry tree was more than ten feet tall, with lush branches and leaves, covering the ground with dense shade. Looking from a distance, the crown of the tree seemed to be the canopy of a nobleman's car.
At that moment, they stopped and stood around, exclaiming: "With pavilions and pavilions and canopies, this house must have noble people."
The young man from the Pang family was here again at this time. He couldn't help but laugh to himself. Seeing that the villagers around him were confused, he said this in a language that the villagers could understand, which immediately made everyone laugh.
The Liu family has reached this point, so why should there be noble people?
Ji Caizhu solemnly ordered his followers: "Go to this gate to meet the master."
The attendant came to the door politely, and it took a long time to see Liu's mother coming out. Only half a day later, she became older again, said a lot of words, insisted on entering, and then let her in.
There was a man lying in front of the room. It was Liu Bei. He was unconscious and covered with a shabby mat.
Mother Liu took a look and then said: "My lord, as you have seen, something bad happened to my family and I cannot entertain you. Please forgive me."
After hearing this, Ji Caizhu glanced at Liu Bei and said, "You're not busy. I expected it to be true. Your ancestors will definitely be rich and powerful, right?"
After hearing this, Liu's mother sighed: "According to my late husband, my family is the descendant of Liu Sheng, Prince Jing of Zhongshan, but since my late husband's grandfather, the family has gradually declined."
"My husband was still able to work as a clerk in Zhuoxian County during his lifetime. This son was born to prepare for the lintel of the Guangguang Gate, so I chose the word "Bei"."
"Now I have to sell shoes. I thought he would be more mature as he got older, but I didn't want to..." Liu's mother couldn't help crying when she talked about her sadness.
Ji Caizhu sighed and said: "Don't worry, I don't think your son died in infancy, and I have little medical skills. Let me take a closer look."
After looking carefully, Ji Caizhu suddenly became frightened. He lifted up his robe and was about to kneel down and worship.
Mother Liu was shocked and asked: "Why is this?"
Ji Caizhu was stopped, but he still insisted on bowing. He secretly saw that the attendants were using some tricks and several people were listening outside, so he raised his head and said, "Madam, don't worry, this is a great event."
Seeing that Liu's mother was puzzled, she said: "I passed by White Rabbit Mountain earlier. The mountain was completely white, filled with white air, and there was light green in it, which was very precious. I also saw green smoke rising up to three feet straight. This is the prince." The Qi, since it can take form, must be released quickly."
"I came along the Feng Shui route and found your home. I also saw that your mulberry branches were lush and shady. From a distance, it looked like the canopy of a nobleman's car. This must be a nobleman."
"When I got to the house, I saw that your son was tall, had long hands, and had big ears. His hands were hanging down above his knees. This is your sign. All of them are signs. Your family will be prosperous."
"But Bei'er is unconscious now, why is that?"
"If you are rich or powerful, you will be punished by evil spirits. This is why a young man is poor. But now that he has matured, his journey will be smooth."
"As for this coma, I know the reason. It is really the soul traveling."
At that moment, Duanrong looked at Liu Bei's body and said: "It is a great kindness for you to travel to the ancestral court and worship your ancestors, but there is a difference between life and death. You cannot stay for a long time."
After saying that, without waiting for a response, he raised his head and drank up the bowl of water offered by Liu's mother. Then he looked up to the sky and laughed: "I didn't expect that after thirty years of searching for the dragon, I would still see this sign. The Han Dynasty will be revived.
This son must have a lot of strength."
Then, he took out ten taels of silver and pressed it on the table: "The recipient of a bowl of water should express his feelings slightly."
After saying that, he tied up the crimson belt around his waist, strode out of the door, stood in the courtyard, and looked up to the sky with a big smile: "The road ahead is long and heavy, and a scholar must be ambitious. A real man is about to rise. What a joy in life."
thing"
After saying that, he got on the cart without looking back. The wind blew his robes, and the attendant whipped him, and the cart rolled away.
Only the villagers whose eyes almost popped out were left behind.
Before I could change my mind, I saw two big men approaching, both carrying a bag of rice. They said to the door: "Young man is willing to worship at the entrance, and please take me in, my lord."
After shouting three times, he saw Liu Bei coming out. He accepted the two men, ordered the rice to be carried inside, and ordered to buy some food and wine.
Seeing this, all the villagers were stunned and confused, wondering what happened today.
Dusk gradually appeared, and there were more and more pedestrians on the road. They were all going home from farming. But when they passed the Liu Family Courtyard, they all passed by in a hurry and didn't dare to look more.
But they didn't leave. They stayed a few doors away, secretly snooping and talking among themselves.
The red sun is setting in the west, half a piece of flaming red clouds, the red air is connected with the trees and mountains in the distance, which is a bit special, and people can't help but look at it.
In fact, this is very ordinary, but due to the psychological effect, it appears extraordinary.
Ye Qing was sitting, while Zhang Fangbiao and Liang Si were standing. Although Liu's mother was poor now, she was indeed a knowledgeable person. She was busy with the dishes, but she carefully looked at her son and the two strong men.
The two men were burly and had sinister faces, and they looked unruly, but they were really sincere towards Ye Qing, and she could tell that.
"Why did my son conquer the strong man? Is it really like what this stranger said? It's because the blessings from our ancestors have come to my family, and my son will surely prosper and rise to the top of the clouds?"
At this time, Ye Qing was having a conversation in the yard, and he saw an indistinguishable amount of luck coming through the void. Although this luck was not comparable to the original Ye family stream, it was much greater than Liu Bei's original one.
times.
"In just a few hours, there is so much luck. At this stage alone, I am afraid that there will be red and white aura. If we win the battle, it will ferment. In the future, it may not be white with red, red with yellow, or yellow with green.
impossible."
"Although it is false, as long as people believe it, it will be close to destiny."
This is not false. I think back then, Liu Bang organized a "Red Emperor's Son Kills the White Emperor's Son" and attracted hundreds of people. Liu Bei was originally a member of the Han clan and had great righteousness. At this time, the stranger was shocked and deceived.
, the performance was eye-catching, and it can be said that it immediately became famous in the whole town, and in front of everyone, two strong men immediately took refuge, which was even more shocking.
It would be a joke if Liu Bei had no status or talent, but with the status of the clan and his own talents, combined with the rebel army attacking the city and Liu Yan going out to recruit volunteers, this formed a small
A small big trend can change Liu Bei's fate.
"Although he is a temporary volunteer and not a regular officer, he must have led more than fifty soldiers. Or it may be true like the novel, it is possible to lead five hundred soldiers."
"And after my meritorious service, I am afraid that a mere county magistrate of Anxi County, Zhongshan State will not be able to restrain me. I must at least have a county magistrate."
Thinking of this, my mind calmed down, I exhaled a sigh of relief, and stopped thinking about the known and unknowable future. At this time, the aroma of rice and meat filled the courtyard.
Immediately after closing the door, he and Zhang Fangbiao and Liang Si invited their mother to sit down, eating, drinking, talking and laughing under the moonlight and stars.
The chatter and laughter spread so far in the night that the villagers heard it, and many of the villagers had trouble falling asleep with their own thoughts.