The night in the small village is so quiet, it is so quiet that one can just sit in the yard and look at the stars in the sky. Occasionally there are chickens crowing and dogs barking, but they don't disturb the tranquility at all. It was originally a kind of noise, but it made people feel that the barking of chickens and dogs was part of the tranquility. Just like the moon in the sky, the clouds in the sky, and the trees and flowers on the ground, there is no difference.
The backyard has been cleaned up very well, even the dust accumulated in the corners over the years has been swept away. Anyone who has experience in cleaning knows that the place after cleaning has a faint smell of dust. However, the dusty smell is not annoying.
Mo Ningzhi leaned back on the recliner and seemed to be asleep. Fang Jie took a sip of wine and turned around to see the face that turned all sentient beings to his side. They all said that beauties looked more and more beautiful under the moonlight. The color is indeed more exciting. Fang Xie just stared blankly for a while, then got up, took off his long gown and covered her.
Then Fang Jie went back to where he was sitting, continued to drink and looked up at the sky.
In the picture is a woman who is beyond beautiful, and a man who is a bit puzzled.
Mo Ningzhi slept soundly.
Fang Jie didn't sleep because he was waiting for the person who should come.
In the front yard, the middle-aged man in common clothes ate the last grain of rice, then put down the bowl and chopsticks and said thank you to the old couple, very sincerely. The head of the family named Du Laoshi has been looking at the middle-aged man's face curiously. While looking at it, he was speechless, and murmured that it was so similar. His wife didn't know what her husband was going mad, so she didn't care, and lowered her head to mend the son's torn cuff.
"Your Excellency likes to read?"
the middle-aged man asked.
Du Laoshi nodded: "Well, my kid likes reading the most, and I don't know what he reads. He reads in the yard all day long, and even pushes a cart of sand back by himself, spreading it in the yard. , I found some stones and sticks, and every day I read a book while fiddling with those stones and sticks on the sand, and talking to myself. This child is a material for reading, and I’m afraid that one day he will be stupid in reading.”
"By the way, how do you know that my baby likes reading?"
Du honestly asked curiously.
The middle-aged man smiled and said: "Not only can it be seen that he loves to read, but also that he has a good sitting posture when reading. It can also be seen that his desk must be old and the tabletop is a little damaged. So his clothes Everything else is fine, except the elbow is very worn."
"Mr. is really a fairy."
Du Laoshi admired from the bottom of his heart: "You can guess so much just by looking at my baby's clothes."
The middle-aged man smiled and said, "Let me tell you, your son didn't fiddle with the sand in the yard randomly, but he was very methodical. I took a look at the sand when I entered the door, and dozens of stones were placed on it. The gate formation, and the wooden sticks are the most common attack formation of the Sui infantry, the front and arrow formation."
"what is that?"
Du honestly didn't understand.
"nothing."
The middle-aged man glanced at the lights in the annex outside, and knew that the young man was still studying: "In the future, the prosperity and wealth of your husband and wife may all depend on this child."
"Sir, it's absurd."
Du Laoshi smiled a little embarrassedly: "How much can a child from an ordinary family achieve? Although I haven't studied, I also know that since ancient times, no child from a poor family will have any great achievements in the end."
"Why not?"
The middle-aged man said: "Li Xiao, who pacified the south of the Yangtze River during Taizong's reign, came from an ordinary family, and gradually became a great general by accumulating military exploits. Because of such a person, the Li family rose to prominence and became one of the most powerful families in the Northwest." 1. Huai Qiugong, the elder of the three dynasties, also came from a poor family, and the champion and the first place were out of control, even the Great Sui respected his majesty the emperor."
"Dare not dare to compare."
Du Laoshi waved his hands again and again: "Those are all legendary characters, my baby is straightforward and honest, it won't work."
The middle-aged man shook his head: "From birth to when a person enters the society, he will meet many people who say he can't do it, whether it's friends or opponents. Those who say he can't do it have good intentions or malicious intentions, but only parents can't do it. Tell your child that you can't do it, but he really can't do it, and he can't say that."
"Why?"
Du asked honestly.
The middle-aged man didn't seem to want to say anything more. He got up, picked up the bowls and chopsticks, and prepared to wash them himself. Du Laoshi hurried over to pick them up, and then glared at his wife: "There is no reason for the guests to do it, you go!"
His wife glared back fiercely, and reluctantly went over to take the bowls and chopsticks.
"Sir...were you a businessman before?"
Du Laoshi asked cautiously, he really couldn't hold back his curiosity.
"It was before, and it is now."
The middle-aged man was silent for a while after answering, and then asked: "The people who live in the backyard, among them is a young man who looks as rich as jade, did he ever stop in the front yard when he entered?"
"Some, some, they seemed to stare at the piece of sand for a while, and then asked me specifically who placed it."
Du answered honestly.
"Um."
The middle-aged man nodded: "If the young master hadn't stopped, I wouldn't have told you who I am. Because he stopped for a moment, it was your family's luck."
"What's the difference?"
Du asked honestly.
"He stopped to take a look, and your family's luck came. And I can tell you who I am, and I don't have to think that after telling you, your family may all die without a burial. But he stopped so After a while, I can tell you, and there will be no more bloodshed in your house."
Du Laoshi was taken aback by his words, and his body trembled involuntarily.
"Your name is Du Laoshi."
The middle-aged man smiled and said, "I saw you stocking up when I went to Dengping City to inspect the firm eleven years ago, but I can't remember what you bought at that time. Because your name is special, I haven't forgotten it."
"ah!"
Du Laoshi exclaimed: "You... are you really Sanjinhou?"
"I am."
The middle-aged man nodded.
"You still remember me... I don't even know what to say."
"I'm a businessman."
Wu Yidao pointed to his own head: "It takes a good brain to remember many things. Tell your wife not to wash the dishes. There is no need... You two pack up your valuables and leave with the team tomorrow morning. Tonight you No matter what happens in this yard, don't go out to see, no matter how curious you are, don't go out, in the future you can work in the world of goods, your son... is more promising than you."
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Nalan Dingdong patrolled the outside of the yard, checked the secret whistle and returned to the backyard. When passing by the front yard, he seemed to see a familiar figure, frowned, and after confirming who it was, he was relieved and couldn't help it. I smiled, and my heart relaxed a lot.
This was his first time leading a team to protect Fang Jie, so he was unavoidably nervous. This time he returned to the tribe, he was always uneasy. First, he was worried that he would not be able to protect Fang Jie's safety. Second, he was hesitating whether to stay in the tribe or return to the Black Banner Army. After thinking about it, I found that I was worrying too much.
Speaking of duties, protecting Fang Jie is the duty of the Xiaoqi school and the pro-barracks, but he also knows that with the cultivation level of the Duke, he doesn't need the protection of someone like himself. If you really meet some great practitioners, even if you draw your knife and charge forward, it doesn't make much sense. As for whether to stay in the tribe or return to the Black Banner Army, in fact, there is no need to think about it at all, the answer has already been given.
When he returned to the backyard, he saw Fang Jie beckoning to him and hurried over.
"Withdraw all secret whistles, everyone goes to the backyard room, and no one is allowed to come out without my order."
"My lord?"
Nalan Dingdong opened his mouth, but Fang Jie shook his head to stop him: "Follow the military order."
"Here!"
Nalan Dingdong gave a military salute, and hurriedly went out to gather all the men back.
outside the village
Su Yang looked at the dots of fire in the village, then turned his head to look at the young father-in-law Mu Xianjun who was sinking beside him, and after thinking for a while, he asked: "There are not hundreds of people in this village. Don't kill it? This matter must not be leaked anyway, so... "
"Master, you have spent too long on Penglai Island only focusing on your practice, so some things are not so clear... This village is only a few hundred miles away from Dongding City. If there is a massacre of the village under the Mu family How to block it? Fang Xie’s whereabouts will be dug out immediately. It seems that everyone in Dongjiang obeys the Mu family, but there are also many people who are willing to see the Mu family’s jokes. Tucun... definitely can’t do it.”
"But if Fang Jie died, wouldn't he be unable to stop him?"
Su Yang asked.
"Qingya is dead, Baimei is dead."
Mu Xianjun smiled and said: "They also have a second senior brother who is a general in the army, both of them were killed by Fang Jie, and he left the army privately to take revenge in a fit of anger. It may be known in advance, so it is normal to be unable to stop it. When the time comes to push this person out, it will eventually stop some people's mouths."
"Understood."
Su Yang nodded, and looked back at Zhou Changmei: "You wait outside the village. If Fang Jie escapes, someone must stop him. The woman beside him should not be underestimated."
"No one is allowed to kill that woman!"
Mu Xianjun said coldly: "I will kill whoever kills her."
Su Yang was taken aback for a moment, then shook his head and sighed: "Third Junior Brother, you and I will deal with Fang Jie, and the young master will capture that woman."
"No."
Mu Xianjun shook his head: "I'm going to find Fang Jie, and Third Martial Uncle will support me. Master, you just go and capture that woman. Don't hurt her, not even a hair. Third Martial Uncle, your perception It’s best to find out where Fang Jiezang is first, so as not to alarm them.”
"clear."
The old man who had been standing behind them nodded. His whole body was wrapped in a very large black robe. In the middle of the night, if one didn't look carefully, it would be difficult to notice even if he was not far away. He is the third junior brother of Penglai Zong Suyang, and he is a rare practitioner of perception.
Mu Xianjun looked down at his heart, and subconsciously raised his hand to stroke it.
"It still hurts... Fang Jie, you stabbed it so hard."
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far away
The fine beads of sweat on the young woman's forehead were faintly visible under the moonlight. She whispered in her husband's ear: "There is a practitioner with strong perception. I dare not use his cultivation too close. Fortunately, he did not Release the perception outside the village, otherwise we won't be able to hide it."
Her husband nodded: "Thank you for your hard work, ma'am. I'll fight first in a while, and you just support me in the back. I don't think there will be too many people left outside the village. I can handle it alone."
The young woman shook her head: "I failed to give you a child."
The farmer-looking man was stunned: "Why are you talking about this at this time?"
The young woman smiled, and ran her fingers through the hair next to her husband's ear: "If I had your flesh and blood, I would not dare to die with you. Now I can't bear a child for you, so I must die with you. "