A few days after Li Mu's expedition, the village where Zhao Jin was located, mostly inhabited by Wei and Han people, entered into a busy autumn harvest.
Nong Yu and Zhao Jin were both taught by Li Mu about their farm work. Now that Li Mu is away, the two of them are busy and confused.
"Mrs. Lu~Mrs. Lu, our brothers are here to help."
There were shouts from the fields, and Uncle Chen and little Chen Ping ran over to help.
Zhao Jin emerged from the wheat field, stretched his head to see the two people clearly, and shouted: "Uncle Chen, why did you bring Chen Ping with you?"
Chen Ping immediately ran to her side, tied up the sleeves of his hands, and said, "Brother said that the body is the capital of study. Let me help you work for an hour every day."
Zhao Jin teased him and said, "You are so small, how much help can you do in one hour?"
"Sister Xue, please don't underestimate me." Chen Ping raised the sickle in his hand and shouted with all his strength: "The accumulation of soil will make mountains become mountains, and the wind and rain will stir up!"
Then he dived into the wheat in one fell swoop, leaving his buttocks pointing up to the sky, swinging back and forth.
Zhao Jin smiled happily and wiped away beads of sweat.
When Uncle Chen saw his brother getting acquainted with Zhao Jin, he smiled and shook his head, then found Nongyu to say hello.
Nongyu put her hands on her hips, covered her eyes and looked at the sun, and then said to him: "Chen Ping will become famous in the future, and you, the eldest brother, must take most of the credit."
"Without the help of Mrs. Lu and Miss Xue, my family would not have been able to obtain books in the first few years here, and Chen Ping's learning would have been delayed. I am grateful to Mrs. Lu for her kindness."
"You're here to help our family, what should we do with our own fields?"
Uncle Chen smiled heartily, "Get up early and stay late, rest less and do more. If you squeeze in time, you can always have more time. There is no other way to repay the kindness, so this little farm work is nothing."
Nongyu didn't bother him, but nodded and said, "Thank you very much."
"Hey." Uncle Chen agreed loudly, and then started working enthusiastically.
With the help of Uncle Chen's family, the wheat harvesting progress of the two families was only slightly worse than that of other villagers. After all, they successfully passed the busiest days. By the way, Uncle Chen's wife also came to help a lot.
After the wheat is harvested, it is threshed and dried in the sun before it can be piled into the granary at home.
After the wheat straw is sorted, people from the government will come down and purchase it according to certain standards, because it can be used to make paper.
During this period of time, people in the village are always in a hurry and sweating profusely, but they have a sense of upward joy.
Because, you really don’t have to go hungry anymore.
Because the family has a lot of savings, and there is still time to register and use government farm tools...
Because, after paying this year's taxes, I will be a good citizen of Qin.
because,……
Zhao Gen had never experienced such a wonder, as if he had become extremely thick and would never be shaken no matter what he experienced.
This feeling is called solidity.
"Sister, do the Hu people go south to rob during this season all year round?"
Nongyu looked at her in surprise, "Aren't you from Zhao? Don't you know about this kind of thing?"
In the memories of Dai County in Zhao Gen's mind, there really were no Hu people to grab them. So he nodded, "Well, I have never seen the Hu people. I heard that they killed people, set fires, killed, raped and looted, and committed all kinds of evil. Seniors went to war,
Just go deal with them. More than a month has passed and I don’t know how the battle is going."
"The god of military formations respected by my husband, the protector of the people in the north, Senior Li Mu will not lose."
Nongyu's expression suddenly changed, and the Ice Soul Sword flew from the house and was held in his hand, "Who!"
"Madam." A white shadow fell from the sky.
"Hakuho?"
Bai Feng's words were concise and to the point, "The King of Qin ordered me to stay in Zhao, and the Imperial Prefect's Office asked my wife to go back."
Nong Yu was shocked and said immediately: "Zhao Gen, pack your things and leave immediately. Bai Feng, take my name and go to the local government to deal with the land and house."
"Yes." Bai Feng took the famous assassin from the Imperial Prefecture that she handed over and left in response.
"This is a short-lived home. It seems that Senior Li Mu will be disappointed when he comes back." She looked at the warehouse that had just been harvested and smiled bitterly, then raised her head to look at the horizon. "Husband, wait a moment, I will go to Zhao Di soon."
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The next day, Chen Ping came to Zhao Gen excitedly as usual, only to find that the house had been closed. The government said that the people inside had moved elsewhere.
Chen Ping was very disappointed. Sister Xue, who he could share his reading with, was no longer there, and what should he do if he finished studying the books now.
"Hey kid, your name is Chen Ping."
"Huh?" Chen Ping turned around and looked over. It was a clerk, "I am."
The other party took a look at Chen Ping's appearance, nodded and said: "It looks pretty good. Someone told me that your boy is a good material for studying, but the family doesn't have the ability to get books from the county.
I have to go to the county for official business every month. If you want to get the book, remember to go to the government office to remind me. Don’t forget it before the tenth day of every month."
Sister Xue, Mrs. Lu, it must be you. Ping will never let down everyone's expectations.
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At this time in Hangu Pass, Gao Jianli, carrying his Qin on his back, finally wandered to the border of the Qin Kingdom. He was dressed in white and gray.
Entering Hangu Pass, the guard soldiers stopped him and stretched out his hand, "Identity card."
Gao Jianli asked: "What is that?"
"There is another foreigner here, uh..." the soldier shouted towards the back, his mouth stuck and he glanced at Gao Jianli again, "A foreign scholar."
Soon someone came over and asked: "Which one?"
"That's him, I'll leave it to you." The soldier pointed at the man and ran to continue on duty.
The man looked Gao Jianli up and down and asked him to go inside, "Follow me."
"name?"
"Gao Jianli."
"Where are you from?"
"Yan Kingdom."
"What is it for?"
"The violinist."
"Huh? Musician?" The man was stunned for a moment, and his expression became more serious. "You, a violinist, came here from Yan State alone?"
Gao Jianli looked at him calmly, "Is there any problem?"
"You are also a ranger, right?"
"I know some boxing and kicking martial arts."
"Are you carrying weapons? I tell you, you must answer this question honestly. In our Qin State, all swords and sharp weapons must be registered."
The man said and threw another booklet to him, "This is the Qin Law annotation specially for you rangers. It's best to remember clearly which things are illegal. If you lose your head when the time comes, you can't blame others."
When he came to the registration office, he said to Gao Jianli: "Okay, show your weapons."
"I know." Gao Jianli took off the piano from his back and pulled out a thin sword from the piano, "This is it."
"Gao Jianli, a native of the Yan State, a musical instrument/ranger, carrying a sword. On a certain day in the sixteenth year of the king's reign."
After he finished writing, he pointed to the back: "Go inside, leave your portrait and the image of the weapon, receive the identity card, and finally pay the money, and you can pass through Hangu Pass."
Gao Jianli cupped his fists towards him and said, "I understand, thank you so much, brother."
The registrant looked at his back as he walked in and rubbed his nose, "This person is different from those crooked melons and split dates."