Winter is gradually passing, and the streams are beginning to bloom. Primroses are sparsely blooming among the trees. The morning breeze passes by, and the golden color sways, which is particularly lovely.
Yang Sanlang and Lu Qiuniang became husband and wife. Their love grew stronger and stronger, and they were inseparable, but they also became more diligent and pragmatic.
After lunch that day, Lu Qiuniang was talking to Yang Sanlang in front of the wooden table: "Brother Sanlang, I heard from Aunt Zhang earlier that several of their families have found some suitable hillsides nearby and cultivated several acres of terraced fields.
When the season comes, I plant some corn, broomcorn millet, sunflower seeds, etc., but there is still a shortage of seeds. Although I have known some field work since I was a child, I still only know some skills in silkworm rearing, silk reeling, weaving and tailoring, so
We need to find some silkworm seeds and if we raise them well, we can produce some silk this summer."
Yang Sanlang knew what she was thinking and said with a smile: "It must be that the aunts couldn't think of a way and couldn't bring it up to Brother Da Shi, so they asked you to bring it up. But they were too careful. I don't think so.
Got it! I’ll talk to Brother Da Shi in a while. Not only seeds, but also some farm tools, stone mills, pots, bowls and the like, I have to go down the mountain to find some. And the silkworm seeds you mentioned, although they are hard to find.
, but if you are willing to look for it, you can always find it. However, if Miss Qiuniang really makes silk, she needs to build another loom. You need to ask someone for advice. It is best to draw a pattern. Wait for the pattern to be taken.
It will probably be finished in late autumn."
Lu Qiuniang never thought that her husband had awakened today, or that he was not stupid in the first place. Not only did he understand what she meant, but she even said what she had not said. She lowered her head and looked at the newly made scars on her feet.
Fox Boots felt a warmth in his heart, and he couldn't help but stepped forward and pecked Yang Sanlang's face with a touch of red lips. He was about to avoid it, but he was grabbed by Yang Sanlang, picked him up, and walked inside.
Lu Qiuniang's cheeks were slightly red. She struggled a few times and scolded her "frivolous child" several times, but was gently thrown onto the kang.
Yang Sanlang opened his posture and was about to do some mischief when the outer door rang. So he cursed "you bitch" and got up and went to open the door. Lu Qiuniang also got up from the kang, straightened her clothes and hair, and blushed.
He cursed: "You frivolous child! You are a dissolute man!"
Yang Sanlang just pretended not to hear it and opened the door, but it was Niu Chong: "Brother Dashi called us over and said we have something to discuss!" Yang Sanlang put on his outer robe and followed Niu Chong away.
In Guan Dashi's hut, Wang Tongru, Hu Liuhe and several regiment drillers who were familiar with each other were sitting. Seeing Niu Chong and Yang Sanlang coming over, a regiment driller gave up a bench and asked the two of them to sit down. Guan Dashi was not polite either.
: "Lao Zhang Wang, brothers, a Taoist priest from Shangqingguan came over the day before yesterday and talked about the situation on Henan Road. We are afraid that we will have to stay in the mountains for a longer time. We will ask everyone to come here, just to do something long-term.
Intend."
Wang Tongru also said: "Although the little old man cannot read a few words, he still has some knowledge after living at this age. We have more than ten households in Yangliu Villa, with more than 20 people. The villagers live by nothing more than food and clothing.
It means life, nourishment, death and burial. Therefore, if you want to stay here for a long time, you have to go down the mountain to find and replenish some of the items involved." After hearing this, everyone felt that it was clear and reasonable.
Guan Dashi said again: "Since I have become Li Zheng, I have to take care of the livelihood of the villagers. According to what Mr. Wang said, brothers go back and rest first. When the sun goes down, we will gather at the school ground. Everything will follow orders then.
!" The training soldiers from all the regiments replied "Here -" and then dispersed.
But it was said that Yang Sanlang returned to the hut and coaxed Lu Qiuniang into the inner room on the pretext of being ordered to rest. Spring was just beginning, and the afternoon was beautiful. Qiuniang blushed and huddled under the animal skin quilt, watching the snores.
The masterful Yang Sanlang was not angry or angry, but his raised arms slowly fell down...
At dusk, at the valley school ground, all the regiments had assembled for training. Guan Dashi checked the stone spears in everyone's hands and said: "Brothers, let's go down the mountain now! We can reach several villages near Luoyang in the evening. Now the bandit soldiers
To increase our troops to the west, we must avoid the bandit camps and only find some food, farm tools, cooking utensils, etc. in the empty villages, and bring them back. We must return to the mountains before dawn!"
Guan Dashi said, and took out a clean thin wooden stick, slightly shorter than chopsticks, thicker in the middle, and slightly thinner at both ends, and asked Niu Chong to distribute it to everyone, and said: "In order to prevent any brothers from making noises and exposing their whereabouts."
, after going down the mountain, everyone will bite this in their mouths. They are not allowed to take it off!" Everyone answered: Hey -! Guan Dashi waved his hand, and everyone quietly descended Mang Mountain under the deep dusk.
At the end of spring, the night wind blew on the face, no longer biting the bones. Guan Dashi and other regiments were training soldiers all the way, and they were sweating all the way down to the foot of Mang Mountain. After a short pause, the training regiments chose a direction.
, pick up the wooden stick, form a "human" formation, and sneak forward among the wormwood shrouded in the night...
After walking for about an hour, I saw a lifeless village in the distance. Since the bandits captured Luoyang, all the villages on the outskirts of the city have been wiped out with blood. There is no sound of chickens and dogs. As everyone is about to move forward, there is the sound of horse hooves.
From the front left, Guan Dashi, who was running at the front of the formation, immediately raised his left arm, signaling everyone to lie down and stay still. After waiting for a moment, the man and his horse galloped away about fifty steps ahead, and the sound of horse hooves gradually disappeared.
In the dark night, Guan Dashi turned around, pointed his eyes with both fingers, and swung his fingers crosswise to indicate that the thieves had left. Then he waved his left arm forward, and the training regiments entered the village.
After some searching, they got some things and piled them under a tree in the north of the village. Everyone felt refreshed and left the village and headed to the next village... After all this time, when the ugly time was approaching, Guan Dashi led the crowd.
The regiment training soldiers came out of a village, all carrying some things on their backs. Guan Dashi sent an ox to rush over, counted the number of people, and after confirming that they were all gathered, he turned back the same way. Along the way, he packed up all the things that had been piled outside each village.
The regiments were training and marching towards Mang Mountain with overwhelming joy.
More than an hour later, the training regiments rushed back to the foot of the mountain and paused for a while. Looking sideways, they saw among the tombs in Wuyangyang, with foxes croaking and phosphorus fire swaying. It was quite a strange feeling. Even after passing the battle formation
Guan Dashi also felt his back was cold and his hairs stood up. For a moment, all the regiments training soldiers forgot to take off the wooden sticks in their mouths. Guan Dashi calmed down and found two horses tied under a pine tree a hundred steps away.
Horses! The horse's "咴, 崴" sound was not loud at first, but on a night like this, it was clearly audible.
Although the trip was complete, in order to avoid alerting the thieves, they did not bring horses. At this time, the horses in front must belong to the thieves. At this time, Yang Sanlang came over from the side, made a knife with his hand, and put it on his neck.
Guan Dashi made a gesture of "get rid of it". Guan Dashi shook his head and returned the gesture, which meant "don't strike the grass to scare the snake." Then he told Niu Chong with the gesture to lead the regiments to train and return from the other direction.
Gu, leaving only himself, Yang Sanlang, and Hu Liu to follow possible directions to find out.
After about a meal, the three of them came across a large tomb. At this moment, the clouds disappeared and the moon appeared. The blurry moonlight filtered through the dense branches and sifted onto the ground, illuminating a hole on the side of the large tomb. Look at the size.
, neither a fox nor a rat, even if you get into it, you should have room to spare. As expected! A thin rope was tied straight from the depths of the hole to a tree not far away. There was a faint sound coming from the hole.
There was a "ding-dong" sound from the gold and stone, as if there was something sneaky moving below. Hu Liu was frightened and pulled Guan Dashi. He was stopped by Guan Dashi's "silence" gesture, and he calmed down.
The three of them observed for a long time, and as the sky became brighter in the east, they saw two gray-faced "things" coming out of the hole, holding some utensils of varying sizes in their hands. After careful identification, they were undoubtedly two thieves.
It was just that the armor on their bodies was covered with a thick layer of dirt, making them look like two dirt rats. What they were holding in their hands must be the "underworld weapon" of their deceased ancestor. Only then did the three of them suddenly realize that it seemed that the thief
The soldiers wanted to rob the tombs of their ancestors and search for antiques and treasures to use for military needs. These two thieves were obviously just exploring the way. Otherwise, with the brutality of the thieves, there would be no need to be so sneaky and directly use a large group of soldiers to rob them.
yes!
This matter has exceeded the expectations of Guan Dashi and others. With more than ten groups training in Yangliu Villa, even if they want to stop it, they are probably trying to stop it. "It is not appropriate to cause trouble at this moment, we must find other ways!" Guan Dashi thought like this,
Gradually, some ideas came into his mind. So after the thieves fled, Guan Dashi took Yang Sanlang and Hu Liu and hurried back to the valley.
At this time, it was already dawn, and the regiments who were training did not return to the hut. They were all waiting for the three of them in the valley school ground. Guan Dashi saw him and cupped his hands and said: "Brothers, you have worked hard all night! These supplies will be placed with the late brother Ma Zhong first."
I will distribute the huts to each household together with Mr. Wang when I come back! Let’s all go and have a rest!” All the training regiments said “here——”, and then, under the leadership of Yang Sanlang and Niu Chong, they searched for the supplies overnight.
, placed them in the hut where Ma Zhong lived before his death, and went to have a rest.
However, Guan Dashi put down his stone spear, got on his horse, and galloped all the way, looking in the direction of Cuiyun Peak.