"Ten days have passed. Can that person be considered honest in the city?"
In the small town official residence, Li Changsheng stood under the eaves, looking at the snow falling for days, and asked his subordinates who were kneeling on the snow.
The subordinate outside was dressed in civilian clothes. When he heard the question, he answered seriously: "Reporting to the prince, that man lived a good and comfortable life in the city. He didn't leave home and wanted a lot. There was a constant supply of big fish and meat every day, and he lived in that small town.
A vegetable patch has been sown in the courtyard, and the flowers are watered and cultivated every day. Recently, they even called for help to dig a pond in the courtyard to raise fish. The boy does not regard himself as an outsider. It is not enough to have Miss Mo by his side. Recently,
He also fell in love with the singing girl in the flower house in the city. He invited the girl home every day and sang every night..."
Speaking of Bai Song, the servant in charge of surveillance seemed to have endless grievances and could not stop talking.
Nothing else, the main thing is that the boy lived a very comfortable life, and anyone who looked at him would feel envious and jealous, but that guy was supposed to be a captured prisoner!
Just this day, isn't it more comfortable than His Highness the Crown Prince's life?
The people under the crown prince, whether they are from the Mohist family, the Holy Lotus Sect, or other forces...
After experiencing the defeat in the Chengdu Battle, it seemed that the impact was not big, but everyone felt aggrieved, and everyone in New Tang City was not living well.
This winter is already difficult. Many people in a small town are starving, but one prisoner has a lot of fish and meat, and a beautiful woman as his companion!
Mr. Mo personally spoke about this matter, and he wanted to satisfy the man's request as much as possible.
There is no doubt that Mo Lao's status in the New Tang Dynasty was Zhuge Kongming during the Shu Han period.
According to Mr. Mo, even the prince would not dare to change it casually without a reasonable reason.
The Holy Lotus Sect and the Mohist Sect belong to two factions, but in terms of importance in the heart of the prince, the Mohist Sect represented by Mr. Mo is far higher than the Holy Lotus Sect.
Li Changsheng wanted to know how the Shenwu cannon was made. On the surface, he seemed not in a hurry, but deep down he was more anxious than anyone else.
Mr. Mo has said many times that Bai Song should live well and there is no need to rush to talk about the Shenwu Cannon.
Li Changsheng has been patient for ten days, and there is no news yet, which makes everyone feel angry.
Today, when he heard that the prisoner was living a more elegant life than his own, Li Changsheng felt his heart turn over.
Li Changsheng is such a person, trying hard to play an approachable character, but there is an evil fire in his bones that cannot be suppressed no matter what.
In front of his subordinates, Li Changsheng endured it, told his subordinates to retreat, and cut off a beam and pillar with his knife.
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On the main street of Xintang City, a horse dragged several carts slowly through the snow.
Bai Song held the horse and looked around at the courtyards of various houses.
Through the fence, you can clearly see the vegetable gardens of each house.
It is the depth of winter, and the vegetable gardens of every household are deserted without crops.
Whenever there is a vegetable garden in a house, Bai Song would stop, take a small bag of things from the back panel cart, and give it to the people.
The old lady who was sitting at the door looking at the snow saw someone knocking on the door and stepped forward in confusion to ask what was going on.
Bai Song handed over the bag and carefully told: "This is a new type of crop. It can be planted in the vegetable garden at this time and can be harvested in the beginning of spring. This thing is called potato, and it can be used as rice to satisfy hunger."
Grandma took it, but before anyone could understand it, Bai Song, who was delivering the things, had already led the horse away.
Grandma looked around. She had never heard of crops like potatoes, and she was still a little confused. Now she saw that not only she, but also her neighbors had received them.
The neighbor was also a sensible person, so he told grandma that it didn't matter what the food was, since the vegetable patch was empty anyway, so there was no point in trying it.
After arriving for ten days, Bai Song had nothing to do. He just saw that the people in the small border town were living a hard life, so he thought of spreading potatoes.
But before that, Bai Song didn't know whether potatoes could be sown in winter, so he tried it in his own vegetable garden.
Ten days later, a bud appeared in the vegetable garden, and Bai Song became confident about it.
Bai Song had only heard that potatoes were easy to grow, but he didn't expect them to be so simple. Even a rookie like himself, who didn't know anything, could grow them, so ordinary people wouldn't have any difficulties.
Bai Song distributed potatoes from door to door, and Qing'er, who was traveling with him, was a little puzzled.
"Sir, even if you want to distribute potatoes, why do you need to do it yourself? It's windy and snowy outside, and it's not good to catch a cold."
“It’s my first time to visit such a small border town, and it’s a good experience to get familiar with the local folk customs.”
Bai Song responded simply and continued to deliver the potatoes.
After looking at several houses in a row, Bai Song suddenly discovered that there was not only a young girl living in one house, but the girl's attire was different from others, and she seemed to be dressed in Miao nationality.
Bai Song continued to step forward to deliver potatoes, no different from before, except that he heard the girl speaking Chinese with a stiff accent.
When I came back to ask Qing'er, I learned that there were many Miao villages in the southwest of New Tang City. Some Miao people traveled to and from Datang City, and some chose to stay and live there.
Bai Song nodded without saying anything.
This can be regarded as his intention to distribute potatoes to every household, and now it is an unexpected harvest.
If you want to leave here, you can't sit still and wait for death. You have to take action. Opportunities will appear inadvertently.
To the west is the Miao border...
In an instant, Bai Song had another route in his mind.
The many forces of the new Tang prince will definitely set up many checkpoints in the mountains of central Sichuan. It will definitely be even more difficult to return from Yizhou.
But if you go west and enter the Miao territory, no matter how powerful the new Tang prince is, he will not be able to control the Miao territory.
This route has great potential!
Qing'er looked at Bai Song thoughtfully, and couldn't help but frown slightly: "Sir, Miao territory has always been xenophobic. There are many dangers in leaving Miao territory, so don't think wildly!"
Bai Song also frowned and looked up and down at Qing'er, who was as beautiful as a painting.
This girl was born extremely well, but she was also too smart, and she knew Bai Song very well. She was like a bug in Bai Song's belly. No matter what Bai Song was thinking, this girl could see it at a glance.
Having Qing'er around is a good thing, but it's also a bad thing.
In front of Qing'er, it was difficult for Bai Song to hide his thoughts, and it was even harder to escape.
"Young master has said that I can spend the winter here peacefully for the time being, whether I want to stay or go, we will wait until spring."
After Bai Song heard this, he suddenly grabbed Qing'er's little hand, pulled it to his side, put his arms around it, walked forward and whispered: "Just a small town, you want to trap me? How is this possible? Should I leave or stay? , it all depends on my heart. The thing I am worried about now is not me, but you, Qing'er."
"Me?" Qing'er was not shy, but a little confused.
"Even if I have to leave, I have to take you Qing'er with me. Because after this separation, I already regard you as mine in my heart. No matter whether I stay or go, we should never separate, okay?"
Qing'er's heart skipped a beat, and she felt inexplicably panicked. Her face instantly turned red, and she felt half shy and half moved. She didn't expect Mr. Bai to say such a sudden sentence.
Although Qing'er had already decided in her heart that she just spoke so directly, she definitely didn't have the courage of Master Bai. For a moment, she didn't know what to say. She just felt that all her strength was being drained, and she couldn't help but fall into Bai Song's arms.
