Among the female doors, Chen He was holding a petite and plump beauty, and watching the Confucian scholar beside him holding a beauty and speaking in his words, he was extremely envious.

Knowledge is precious, and the opportunity to learn knowledge is even more precious.

He kissed the beauty who was already familiar with in his arms. Chen He was about to drink a sip of the wine fed by the beauty when he felt someone pushing it on the back of his neck. His posture was instantly dislocated, and the wine was poured into his nostrils in an instant.

"Who..." Chen He coughed twice, then stood up quickly, trying to get angry.

"What's wrong with you?" The Confucian scholar looked at Chen He in surprise: "Brother Chen, why did you do this?"

Chen He looked at the Confucian scholar.

The Confucian scholars smiled, and in a more favorable place, several Wushi rangers laughed sarcastically and stared at Chen He.

Everyone was looking at Chen He.

Seeing this, the beauty who was originally lying in Chen He's arms suddenly knelt down: "It's my fault. All nobles, don't be angry at my servant's fault..."

Trembling and intelligent.

The wine flowed between the hair and beard, and the anger froze on the face.

Chen He twitched in the corners of his eyes, gritted his teeth, and for a while, he slapped the beauty in the face: "Bitch! It hurts our interest!"

The crisp sound of "pa" is heard.

The beautiful woman's beautiful face showed a red five-finger mark.

The originally frozen atmosphere thawed instantly.

The Confucian scholars continued to drink, and the three rangers looked at each other.

The Confucian scholar who had just pushed Chen He asked with a smile: "Brother Chen, is there any news about Ju Zizhou you asked the day before yesterday?"

Chen He smiled and wiped his face, saying, "There is no news yet. Brother Ju... He hasn't appeared for a long time!"

"Ha, Ju Zizhou!" The Confucian scholar shook his head: "I was joking with Brother Chen just now, didn't I scare Brother Chen?"

"No obstacle." Chen He said.

"That's good, Brother Chen, please let me pour wine for you." The Confucian scholar bowed and maintained the most basic "ritual".

Chen He gritted his teeth, sat down, pulled the beauty who was kneeling on the ground into his arms again, and gently stroked her face, whose five fingers were struck.

The beauty's big eyes were filled with tears, with grievances and comfort, like a starlight, charming.

Chen He was boundlessly violent.

"This bitch doesn't know how to serve others. I'll change a new one for Brother Chen." The Confucian scholar glanced at the beauty in Chen He's arms and said.

Chen He took a deep breath and nodded: "Okay, so I thank Brother Liu."

"Brother Chen invites you to drink a lot." said the Confucian scholar of the Liu family.

Chen He quietly looked at the bottle in his hand and the wine in the bottle.

Evil thoughts surging, rivers sweeping.

He suddenly drank the wine in one mouthful, and the fire line fell from his throat.

"I'm rude, please don't blame Brother Liu!" Chen He said.

"It's okay." The Confucian scholar shook his head: "Brother Chen, please ask me about Ju Zizhou again... Among us, you are the only one who has a friendship with him."

Chen He nodded: "I should go and inquire."

Chen He found an excuse and walked out of Nu Lu.

The stars are twinkling, and the night is boundless.

The evil thoughts in his heart could no longer be suppressed, and Chen He kicked the wall beside him with a fierce kick.

"This group of damn Confucians!" Chen He roared.

It has been more than a year since I came to Qin. Over the past year, Chen He and Wu's rangers, as well as six Confucian scholars, have existed as the team of Prince Zheng, but because of their weak abilities, they can't help Ying Zheng at all.

On the contrary, Ying Zheng was still worried that they would cause trouble for him, so he almost never saw them again since he entered Xianyang City.

And they are also happy and relaxed.

So he lingers in Nulu every day without asking about the affairs of the court. Anyway, as a prince, Ying Zheng does not have many affairs of the court. The "official positions" he can give have long been reserved by the Chu characters under the empress dowager Huayang. If Chen He and others appear, they can only compete for the position with this group of people with high power... They will die if they grab the position.

So since they were arranged by Meng Yan, they have been fixed in their lifestyle.

I just visited Nu Lu without any trouble. Anyway, this Nu Lu was a big figure in the Chu clan, so no one would entertain them, the tactful prince Zheng team.

Although Chen He feels like a raised porcine dog... but happy!

Wine, food and beauty.

Compared with the experience of being hungry and full in the first half of my life, today's life is simply the life of heaven and man.

So Chen He fell silent. At first, he was still a little worried about Ju Zizhou.

Ju Zizhou gave him the identity of a down-and-out son of a noble family and gave him a beautiful dress and a beautiful sword. Chen He was also grateful to Ju Zizhou for this.

But as time goes by, I cannot see Ju Zizhou himself or hear any news about Ju Zizhou, so Chen He also let go of Ju Zizhou.

On the contrary, the Confucian scholars asked Chen He to explore the news about Ju Zizhou every now and then.

Chen He didn't know what the Confucian scholars were going to, but he knew that these Confucian scholars must not have any good intentions.

But he actually wanted to ease the relationship with Confucian scholars.

After all, they are the ones who look up and look down...

But how could Confucian scholars have true friendship with "villain" like him?

Being targeted and discriminated against is already the norm.

The knowledge of Confucian scholars emphasizes the most important origin and "identity".

"If I had known this, I would have been letting those mourners beat you to death!" Chen He spat.

He didn't know where to go to find Ju Zizhou, and he couldn't even see Ying Zheng.

The so-called inquiry into news is actually going back to the guesthouse to sleep.

"Pig dogs are good, they have food, drink and women!" Chen He murmured to himself.

...

Ju Zizhou was lying on the straw pile to pick his teeth.

At the end of September, we have started to harvest grain. Even if the iron sickle is sharper than the previous stone sickle, it will cause back pain when you bend over and harvest grain in the fields for a long time.

"Are you cold?" Ju Zizhou stitched Ying Zheng who was sleeping beside him.

Ying Zheng had no reaction.

He hid his identity and worked with Ju Zizhou for more than two months, but this was his first time to do the job of harvesting food, such as pure physical strength and endurance consumption.

Tired, hard, difficult.

Back pain, hands and feet twitch, abdomen like thunder, and drowsy.

He wasn't asleep, but he was almost there.

"Are you asleep?" Ju Zizhou asked.

"Well..." Ying Zheng no longer had any clear consciousness.

Ju Zizhou smiled and lay down.

The weather has begun to turn cold, and the cold wind blows, and his body shivering slightly.

The stars were shining. In the farming association, the patrolmen passed by holding torches, and the fire and starlight were dotted. Ju Zizhou saw Ying Zheng beside him.

His little face is slightly dark and his sleeping look is peaceful.

The graceful black bird has faded its gorgeous feathers and turned into a pretty person.

Ju Zizhou sighed slightly, jumped down, took the bedding to cover Ying Zheng.

The bright moon in Qin Dynasty shines on all living beings on the ground.

...

"How much rice and grain output this year?" Qu asked.

"The 480 acres of land in the east of the village produce about two stones of grain per mu, and the total output is 990 stones of rice and grain." Jun said, looking at the bamboo slips.

"The 65 acres of land in the west of the village are produced in total, with a total output of 88 stones of rice and grain." Jian said.

"The 600 acres of land in the north of the village produce a total of 1,500 stones of grain." Mo Zhe said.

"The yield of acres of land can reach more than two stones. You are really amazing when you wait for the ink!" Chen Lang said, eating a whip of unknown animals.

"It's not that I'm waiting for Mozhe, that's great!" Mozhequ said: "It's that I'm getting the farming skills."

Today, most of the yield per mu of farming is from one stone to one and a half stone. Occasionally, there is some fertile land, and the water, rain and sunshine are all at the right time. It may exceed two stones, which is considered as God's pity.

But like this, on average, every acre of land produces about two stones, and Chen Lang has never seen it before.

"Manure, ridge production, dense planting, water application, insect removal, and weeding." Qu said: "It would be better to say that we have paid so much to produce two stones of grain, which is really a little barren!"
To be continued...