To the north of the city, there are two most spacious and important official roads. One goes all the way north to Ganyuan City, and the other goes northeast and connects to Shangyuan City after passing a stone bridge across the upper reaches of the Tuotuo River.
On this morning, the weather was fine, but because it had rained a few days ago, it was not too hot outside the city. It had obviously suppressed the heat accumulated in the previous few months, making people feel quite comfortable.
Looking from both sides of the official road leading to Uehara Castle, the trees far and near are still lush with green leaves, but the rice fields on the surrounding plains are already golden.
The farmers were all wearing bamboo hats and bending over, carefully cutting off the rice, and then stacking it aside, busy.
This place is ten miles away from the city. On the side of the official road and surrounded by farmland, there is a post station that occupies a large area. It is across the official road from the post station.
Opposite stands a pavilion, which is often referred to as the Ten Mile Pavilion by the people in Licheng. If relatives and friends go out to see each other off, they will only go to this Ten Mile Pavilion at the farthest, and it is time to say goodbye.
At this time, outside Shili Pavilion, more than a hundred soldiers wearing fine armor were guarding from a distance. Some of them stood directly in the paddy field, holding knives on their hips, motionless, like scarecrows, making people afraid to approach.
There are three people sitting in the pavilion, two sitting and one standing.
Sitting at the top of the table was an old man with a half-length beard. He placed a golden helmet on the corner of the table. He was wearing a golden armor and a bloody cloak. He was sitting there with a big golden sword and a small sword in one hand.
Tea cup, while drinking tea, look to the east, it is Luojiang.
Sitting opposite him on the other side was a girl wearing a plain dress. Her hair was simply pulled into a bun and draped softly behind her. The breeze blew and her hair fluttered lightly, as if from the past.
Like the woman who walked out of the book, she was lowering her head to make tea at this moment, concentrating on her work, as if she was still in a palace, not a pavilion in the countryside, but she was Lu Dongfeng's daughter, Lu Sifan.
Standing respectfully behind Lu Sifan was a woman dressed in men's clothing wearing black thin armor, named Lu Xiaobai.
"When Miss Lu was in Taiming, she probably never saw this autumn harvest scene with her own eyes, right?" Luo Jiang put the empty teacup on the table, pointed to the busy farmers farther around the pavilion, and asked Lu
Si Fan said, "This should be the busiest and happiest time for ordinary people. There will be a good harvest. If the harvest is good, the family will have a much easier life in the future."
"General Luo, you are of the same generation as my father, just call me Sifan," Lu Sifan said as he raised his head and looked seriously at the farmers harvesting around him, "I really have never seen it like this. My father said that most of the time during Taiming's autumn harvest,
It's not very safe." She looked back at Luo Jiang, took the empty tea cup in front of him, and said with a smile, "General Luo comes from a noble family, but he seems to be very familiar with the affairs of ordinary people."
Luo Jiang looked at the farmers harvesting in autumn and said, "I have been a person who has not been well received by the elders in my family since I was a child, and I don't like staying at home. I often go to the homes of farmers near my family to play. Farmers are inherently
Because of my enthusiasm, plus the fact that I was better dressed and treated me well, I would often have a meal at someone’s home.” He shook his head and smiled, “Now that I think about it, with my appetite at that time, if I could finish it in one meal, they would
A family can't live without enough to eat for two or three days. People from aristocratic families are familiar with ordinary people, but how can they be familiar with them?
.”
Lu Sifan gently put the refilled tea cup back in front of Luo Jiang, "At least the prefect brother who grew up next to General Luo cares more about ordinary people than all the noble children I have ever seen," she looked sideways.
Looking at the farmers in the distance, "It's not the kind of care that a governor looks down on his people, but a kind of..." She couldn't think of a good word to describe it for a while, "Real care."
"It is indeed a real concern, but it has little to do with me." Luo Jiang looked to the east again, and there was still nothing at the end of the official road. "Some people have certain things, and they should be born with them, especially...
Ever since Lu Zu's death and the chaos in the world emerged, I felt that he... seemed to have grown up a lot overnight. This should be something engraved deep in his blood. After all, he was Luo
His descendants."
Lu Sifan nodded.
Luo Jiang picked up the teacup and took a sip, then looked at Lu Sifan. After hesitating for a moment, he said, "Did anyone tell you about Xingcheng...?"
Lu Sifan nodded again.
At this time, it has been more than ten days since the closing of the Annan Conference. Earlier, what happened at the Annan Conference had been transmitted back to the ANBU, the Military Affairs Office and the County Chengfu Yamen in various forms, and then the necessary content was sorted out.
It was communicated to all parties, and given Lu Dongfeng's position in the army, he naturally got almost all the contents immediately. In this way, it was impossible not to send a letter to Lu Sifan, who lived alone in the city.
Luo Jiang didn't know what to say for a moment. He held the teacup and froze for a while, then sighed softly and said, "Tingfeng Pavilion is one of the four major sects in Hanzhou and a famous and upright sect with disciples all over the world. So,
At this time, Li County is still too important, and the prefect...it seems that there is nothing we can do..."
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Lu Sifan looked at Luo Jiang's expression, smiled slightly and said, "General Luo, I am just a young lady living in Lu Mansion in Licheng. Why are you talking to me about this?"
Seeing the pause on Luo Jiang's face, she covered her mouth and smiled. Then, looking to the east for the first time since arriving at the pavilion, her voice lost the joking tone just now and became more solemn, "As a prefect, this kind of
In fact, things always happen out of one's own control. I once heard my mother accidentally say that Uncle Luo and the prefect's brother's mother truly loved each other back then, but in the end, Uncle Luo married the Queen of Yongchang County????
????????????The guardian’s daughter?”
"I don't know what the daughter of the head of Tingfeng Pavilion looks like, but I really hope that she is someone that the prefect brother really likes, because..." Lu Sifan avoided Luo Jiang's gaze and looked at her.
There was a hint of sadness in his eyes, "Because I came to leave the city alone, and I am already a choice that the prefect brother has no choice..."
She paused for a moment, then adjusted her mood, and looked back at Luo Jiang with a smile on her face, "General Luo, actually from the very beginning, when the prefect brother didn't directly take me away from Taiming, I knew that I would not become
His wife, but I still came because I thought about it, the East Palace or the West Palace are both acceptable."
Seeing that Luo Jiang was hesitant to speak, she said with a brighter smile, "I have already gone to see it. There is an open courtyard in the East Palace and a large flower garden in the West Palace. On weekdays, you can also go to the harem garden to play by the lake.
Tai Ming is also worried about the attack of demons and barbarians. He has no worries about wealth, food and clothing. Such a life is good enough, what else can he be dissatisfied with?"
Luo Jiang looked at her quietly, then smiled gently and said with emotion, "Only people like General Lu are lucky enough to have a daughter like you. It is enviable, enviable..."
Lu Sifan's eyes suddenly shone, and his tone became louder again, "General Luo is a great monk in the Sixth Realm. He is still very young now. Naturally, he deserves to have a daughter."
Luo Jiang almost choked to death with a sip of tea stuck in his throat.
At the same time, smoke and dust were rising on the Dongfang Official Road in the distance.