Chapter 492: A Little Goodbye Is Better than a New Marriage
Zhao Kuan was just a woman who was not proficient in martial arts. She was cultivated as a tool because she was smarter than ordinary people since she was a child. She was instilled with the idea of revitalizing the family by relying on the royal power.
It's a pity that her partner Zhao Qian is really unworthy of the big responsibility and shameless, so he can throw away the woman who helped her in the blink of an eye.
In that robbery and massacre at the Qin-Zhao border, if Tian Meng hadn't brought her back seriously injured by some strange combination of circumstances, Zhao Kuan might have been buried in the wilderness long ago.
She, an ordinary person, recovered extremely slowly after being seriously injured. Unexpectedly, half a year later, Tian Meng would also be seriously injured and lay back down.
Ahem, I don't want to write too much about the reunion of these two people. For Lu Yan, Nong Yu and Li Mu are the focus of his attention.
"It's really a remote place." He traced Zhao Jin's location on the map, and they ended up in the area where the Han and Wei people settled in Qin.
On October 1, the 16th year of the Qin Dynasty, Lu Yan proposed the examination system, and it took several months for the Qin families to accept it. It was already winter when the troops were sent to the Zhao State. The war lasted for less than half a year, during which the Zhao State also missed the spring plowing.
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Li Mu stopped the hoe for a moment, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and stared at the farmland with the hoe. There were Koreans and Wei people working among them.
"Spring plowing, summer ploughing, autumn harvest, and winter storage, all four are in good time, so the grain will not be exhausted and the people will have enough to eat. Qin destroyed Zhao and cut off my people's one-year harvest. I don't know what Zhao and Qin's army are doing at this time.
How to treat the people..."
Having been farming here for several months, Li Mu could clearly see the huge development gap between Qin's agriculture and Zhao's.
He could even imagine in his mind the scene in which he regained control of Zhao's military power and led the frontier cavalry to fight Wang Jian.
Li Mu: Come here!
Wang Jian: Okay! The whole army is advancing slowly and no rash attacks are allowed. I have a huge advantage. Even if I am exhausted, I can kill Li Mu.
Almost all the young and strong people of Zhao State were engaged in the war, and agriculture could only be abandoned. However, Qin State had accumulated grain to support it, and its domestic agriculture still had mechanical skills. Unless a miraculous battle broke out and destroyed Qin's 400,000-strong army, dragging Zhao State down would be a waste no matter what.
Must be defeated.
A battle of miracles? I, Wang Jian, can overcome all miracles!
The foundation of the country is too different. Even if Li Mu takes charge of Zhao's military power, he will not be able to support the building from falling.
"Don't worry, if people starve to death on the land of Zhao, then all these years of hard work will be in vain."
Lu Yan jumped out and landed right in front of Li Mu. Looking at the white-haired old man, he smiled helplessly and said hello, "Old general, you're welcome."
"It's you!" Li Mu snorted coldly, took the hoe handle again and started working with his back to Lu Yan. He sneered, "What, your mission of cholera Chu is over?"
"Yes, the war of annihilation of Zhao State and the war of civil strife in Chu are all over." Lu Yan sat down casually on the edge of the field, watching Li Mu's skillful movements, and told him the news about the world now, "The King of Zhao Qian
Surrendered, Li Hong and Sima Shang also led the border troops to surrender, and the Zhao Kingdom was dead. Chu Gongzi killed Xiong Han and became king of Chu. The former Tenglong Army, Thunder Leopard Army, and Shadow Tiger Army, now only Tenglong is left."
When Li Mu heard that the border troops had surrendered, he paused, closed his eyes and vomited softly before speaking: "Yan, Wei, and Qi are left. The day when your Qin country will dominate the world is not far away."
"Seven hundred years have passed, and this war is finally coming to an end. If everyone in the world could live the same life as the Qin people do now, does the old general still think that I, Lu Yan, am a dirty and despicable hypocrite?"
"..." Li Mu stopped talking.
"Husband? Husband! It's you! Why are you here?"
Lu Yan heard a series of words of surprise and surprise coming from behind. He got up and caught Nong Yu's flying swallow and returned it to the nest.
Nongyu clasped his waist with both hands, and pressed her face against Lu Yan's chest, feeling her husband's heartbeat. Suddenly remembering something, she hooked her hands around Lu Yan's neck, raised her head and said excitedly: "Sister is back, Imperial Master
The house is still managed by my sister, have you seen her?"
Lu Yan lowered his head and smiled: "Silly, how would I know that you came out to work in the fields without seeing her? How about it, you have been here for a few months, have you gained anything?"
"We haven't even confiscated a season's worth of grain. How can there be any harvest." Nong Yu broke away from his hands, squatted down and stroked the crops in the field, her eyes a little distracted, "This feeling is very different. Before.
In Zilanxuan, it is said to be miserable, but in fact, I have never been hungry. Whether it is promoting actresses or working in Guizhou, in the world of life, the sufferings of each other are not connected, and they are generally condensed into the word survival."
She sat down on the edge of the field, supporting her back with her hands. Her delicate curves could not be covered even by loose coarse clothes. She looked up at the sky, her starry eyes sparkling, "Back then, I sang "Pearls in the Sea" in Zilanxuan.
No matter how much reputation tears have gained, it is actually empty and weak, divorced from the foundation of human beings, and is nothing more than a group of lustful and lustful people.
Only today do I understand that the greatness of Master's song "Mountains and Flowing Waters" that almost wiped away the wind and frost of the world comes from the fact that he read almost all the mountains, rivers and history of China in the first half of his life. I am still far from that state."
Lu Yan moved to sit next to his wife almost instantly, tilted his head and hummed softly in her ear, "Nongyu~"
"Huh?" Nong Yu subconsciously turned her neck a little, so that her face was zero distance from Lu Yan.
"How could I have managed to get a wife like you!"
"Husband, what are you talking about? Uh-huh."
In the past six months, we had been together less and separated more, and we had gone through a lot of trouble in the Imperial Prefect's Office before. Now that they met again, Lu Yan couldn't help but kiss his wife's red lips.
"Huh?" Li Mu walked by with a hoe on his shoulder and let out a light sigh, as if he didn't expect Lu Yan and Nong Yu to treat him so little as a human being.
His pair of white eyebrows were wrinkled like wilted vegetable leaves, and he coughed suddenly, "Cough! Nongyu, isn't it time to eat?"
Nongyu suddenly realized it, pushed Lu Yan away and shouted in panic: "Ah~ yes, I came here to ask senior to go back for dinner..."
She quietly complained to Lu Yan with her eyes: It's all your fault, how could you be so rude in front of your seniors.
Lu Yan glanced at Li Mu unhappily, held Nong Yu's hand and stood up, "Then let's go back together. By the way, who usually cooks this meal?"
Nong Yu's face turned red when she was asked, "Well, it was the seniors at first, and then it was me and sister Zhao Jin who took turns."
"Old general, can you cook? Isn't it a native method during the march?" Lu Yan was a little suspicious. General Li Mu can also cook?
Li Mu didn't care about him, he just walked forward and gave him a slap on the back of his head, "Humph, you also have the disgusting problem of never getting tired of fine food and fine food."
How should I put it? After all, Lu Yan still comes from later generations. The lack of Internet here is not a big problem. If there is no delicious food, it will be really fatal. The food eaten by ordinary people is simply boring to a person from later generations like him. It’s just that
Only by taking out the idea of "never getting tired of fine food and never getting tired of fine food" can you eat relatively "normal" food.
This point is indeed abhorrent to people who cherish food. Lu Yan did not refute, winked at Nong Yu, and walked home together.