Zheng County is located in Jingzhao Prefecture, only half a day away from Chang'an.

This place is not a strategic key, but only belongs to the border area of ​​Jingzhao Prefecture. Most of the southern part of this county belongs to the dense forests of Zhongnan Mountain, and only the north is suitable for farming.

Starting from the central part of the county, the south is Mount Zhongnan. The branch of the northern foot of the mountain is Niushou Mountain. The northern end of Niushou Mountain has Wufeng Village, which means a bumper harvest.

In the ninth year of the establishment of the New Dynasty, the world was basically stable and the plan was to teach the land orally, and the people could share the land. The court implemented a plan to recuperate and recuperate, so we should have been able to live a good life.

After thousands of years of cultivation, the Guanzhong Plain has fertile land and can be described as a fertile land of thousands of miles.

The northern part of Wu County belongs to the Guanzhong Plain. As long as the weather is good, the harvest is common.

However, this year's drought has begun to appear, and the autumn harvest is a little bad, and the yield per mu is only a few buckets of stone.

After paying taxes, the family has a few more mouths to eat, and we have to start calculating the rations from now on.

When putting it in the pot, how many wild vegetables or brans should be added. Otherwise, the winter wheat harvest will not be cooked next April.

It is now the middle of winter, and on a sunny day, the villagers of Wufeng Village are free and basking in the sun under the elm trees at the entrance of the village.

Men and women gathered together, men weaving baskets, and women rubbing and spinning threads, and they were gossiping each other.

They are all old farmers, and they can’t escape the weather and farming time during chatting.

People from Wufeng Village have lived here for a hundred or two hundred years. The audience's climate is clear in their hearts.

All old farmers know that in Guanzhong, there are floods and three droughts in ten years.

This year it started to get a little drought, and there was no rain or snow after last autumn.

I just hope that this year's spring will make you more kind and enjoy more food.

Some old people looked up at the elm trees, their eyes were filled with sorrow, and they only hoped that the elm trees in Yongye's fields would grow more elm seeds next year.

As he was talking, a convoy appeared from the road. It was a long way, and there was no end to see.

Is this a caravan?

Guanzhong is the place of four battles.

Although Jun County is remote, it has experienced many wars in the past decade. It is also adjacent to Mount Zhongnan and is often plundered by bandits in troubled times.

After a sudden outsiders came, the villagers were nervous.

But when I think about it, I feel that Guanzhong has been peaceful for several years, but it is broad daylight and the convoy comes from the north again. If it is a bandit or a bandit, I will not be able to come here.

Thinking of this, the villagers felt a little relieved.

But Wufeng Village has never seen so many convoys of cattle and carriages. And looking at it, the convoy is loaded with a lot of cargo.

"Uncle Yang Wu, this is a caravan."

The person who is called Uncle Wu is a middle-aged man who looks over fifties. In fact, he is only in his early forties. However, in the troubled times, he is already a person who has seen him for a long time.

He shook his head and said, "It doesn't look like there are too many cars and horses. And how many years have we been leaving the caravan?"

He looked for a while and said, "Although the world is peaceful now, we can go from Gangu to the south to pass the entire Zhongnan Mountain. The nearest Anye County is also two or three hundred miles away. And it is all mountain roads..."

He was thought to be an official transport team, but he did not see the escort sergeant. He only saw one man in front and riding a donkey.

The man looked like he was wearing a fur coat, and his hands and neck were exposed.

A green-topped carriage followed behind.

"This convoy seems to have to be escorted by one person?"

Such a large convoy requires hundreds of people, whether it is a caravan or a court transportation.

The others also stopped their work and stopped talking, just staring at the convoy. They wanted to count how many carriages there were in the convoy, but they couldn't see the end.

In fact, even if you can see the head, few of them can count to more than one hundred.

He simply stopped counting it and just stared at the full carriage.

I guessed in my heart whether it was food or cloth.

The convoy is closer.

Uncle Yang Wu squinted his eyes and could already see that there were no coachmen on the cattle and horse carriages in front.

This whole fleet of countless cars and horses walked all the way?

"This is definitely the aisle. Isn't this Ziwu Valley a business road?"

Someone refuted: "It is definitely not. Ziwu Valley cannot leave such a carriage. They are all carried by mules and horses."

"It's not the aisle, can it be that they are here to visit relatives and give gifts? Even if a saint visits relatives, they can't bring such a big gift."

The person who said this couldn't help but imagine that he wanted to leave his relatives. If his daughter was really going to marry for a few days, the dowry would look good.

"Who can afford this gift in our family can afford it. Gifts are not like this."

No. It is said that if you really give such a big gift, it will not be normal. Those who receive gifts dare not accept it.

Uncle Yang Wu thought about it and then suddenly remembered something, and turned to ask an old man: "Uncle San, do you think this was the official drawing of the land a few days ago?"

The old man frowned and nodded, saying, "It looks like it."

More than a month ago, the government came several times. Once, I asked if there was a child named Yang Hao in the village who had followed a Taoist priest since childhood.

After a while, the government set out a rocky beach west of Wufeng and a hilltop in the south. It was said that the emperor gave it to people.

The third uncle was worried. Looking at the fleet that could not be seen, the new neighbor was really rich and powerful.

Such a strong neighbor came. Not only did Wufeng Village, but also didn’t know the good or bad luck.

Uncle Wu was also worried, but he was also curious.

He had served as a soldier and his eyes were quite poisonous. When he saw the convoy approaching, he was the first to see clearly that the donkey riding was a young man with a tender face.

And look familiar.

The donkey saw someone and patted the donkey's neck.

The donkey suddenly pulled his neck and screamed: "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

The voice was loud, and the ears almost tinnitus were heard under the elm tree. The dogs from all over the village also shouted in unison.

But the convoy was not in chaos, but parked on the side of the road one by one.

Yang Hao approached the elm tree and jumped off the donkey's back. He bowed slightly, crossed his hands and said, "I have met all the uncles and aunts. I have met all the brothers. My ladies, you are polite. May I ask, is this Wufeng Village?"

When Yang Wuyi heard this, he glanced at the third uncle. Seeing that the old man had no intention of speaking, he crossed his hands and returned the greeting: "This is Wufeng Village. The little old man Yang Dashan, everyone called me Yang Wu. I wonder what is the price to do when I was born in our Wufeng Village?"

Yang Hao smiled and said, "I have met Uncle Yang Wu. The boy Yang Hao was named Yang Hui when he was a child. Later, his master's name was in conflict with his fate, so he changed my name. The boy was originally from the village, but he left home when he was a child, so he couldn't remember his family anymore. May I ask, does Yang Bode's family still live in the village?"

Leaving home when I was a kid?

Yang Wu looked at his face, grew a big mouth, pointed at him and said, "Xiao Liu, you are Xiao Liuer from Bode's second brother! His Xiao Liuer is called Yang Hui. You have been appointed as an old Taoist priest as your master and have left with him since childhood. Isn't it?"

Yang Hao blinked, he couldn't remember where he ranked.

He has been stupid since he was a child, and he has not participated in memory. The impression of his family in memory is also very blurred.

He only remembered that he had left home with Old Taoist Hongyi since childhood.

As for Guan Pingzhong, his identity is Qingfeng Taoist Priest. His ancestral home is Jingzhao Prefecture. As for "Wufeng Village, Yang Bode" they are all explained in the last words of the old Taoist Hongyi.

Old Taoist Hongyi was probably worried that his disciple would be stupid and could not settle down. Before his death, he ordered him to follow the caravan back to the Central Plains and return to his hometown to return to the secular world.

As a result, in the Western Regions, the caravan encountered a horse thief. The skinny donkey carried him and escaped into the desert and escaped. Later, he fell in the Killing Valley, and the human and soul were united.

Any memory of the body becomes his memory.

He originally thought that the war in Guanzhong was in the past, and his relatives in this world were still there. And even if they were there, they might have been wandering elsewhere because of the war.

Unexpectedly, as soon as I arrived at the entrance of the village, someone recognized me?

From this point of view, there should be "family".

Perhaps seeing him being a little confused, Yang Wu smiled and said, "You must be Xiao Liuer. This face looks very much like Brother Baide! It was printed on a mold."

Well, the name of "Bode Second Brother" is his father, and Yang Hao can still accept "printed from the same mold". Anyway, his face is not a handsome guy, he can only be considered a level of "being able to stare at", and there is no need to care too much about the right to look pretty.
Chapter completed!