At dinner, the roof of each family rose, the farmers in the field returned three or two together, the white birds seem to feel the twilight, but also spread their wings to the nest. Looking around, there are more than 20 courtyards, seven or eight huts, there are doors in front of the house, trees are planted outside the door, wood and granoke are stacked, and agricultural tools can be hung everywhere.

Mo Yan farmhouses are slow to welcome guests, there is meat and past wine, laughing and talking, a table of farmers' light rice, a few old wine, two glasses of mountain springs, nagging home, Syrian farming words are so comfortable.

The same mountain home: but this mountain is not a mountain village.

There are villages outside the mountains, there are mountains outside the village, so many times continue to move forward to the city, the city has a county, a provincial city, and a bustling city in the province, as for Beijing seems to be far away.

The inn is not only a sharp shop, but also someone sings a small song here; the silk and satin is both a piece of fabric and can be tailored according to the height and weight of the guests; the bartender in the tavern only knows what is aging with the smell of the nose.

In addition, there are grocery stores, butcher shops, pawn shops, blacksmith shops, food stalls, furniture stores...

It is fresh everywhere, just because of the first sight, for the city.

Like the first time the little fairy fell, nor did the high people who could not eat the fireworks of the world, at this moment, Zhong Qi and Zhongyi really felt that it was "coming out".

Even street juggling and stall-side snacks can make them both taste half a day.If it is not the master's control, they would rather stay for a month and a half.

Many years later, Zhong Yi's mind will still think of the scene when he went down the mountain with Master and his brother for the first time, especially when he just entered the city, that excitement and excitement...

Of course, for Zhongqi, what makes him more memorable is another scene.

This afternoon, the sun is shining and everything is lazy.In a secluded courtyard, Ling Yunzi drank tea with Wei Wei, and Zhongyi and Zhongyi could sit at the same table today, and the four people talked about what they had seen and heard along the way, and it was very leisurely.

Suddenly, a sound of footsteps outside the door disrupted this ease, the pace of the pace was a little rapid, but the sound was particularly neat, quite strong and loud.

The footsteps stopped a little, and a sudden burst of laughter came, looking for prestige to see a burly, tiger bear-backed strong man coming in.Behind this man, two rows of soldiers and soldiers, serious expression, although standing class, but in the eyes of Zhongqi, it is also a mighty wind.

The man paused at the door for a moment, quickly sorted out the crown, and then strode forward: "The younger generation has seen the gentleman, I don't know that the gentleman has come here, there is a missed welcome."

The name of the man is Lin Zhiyi, which is a four-pin command of the Wei Command Department.

The person who was looking at Zhongqiu was big, hooked nose, pale as jab, and sounded like a Honghong, and he was dressed in an official uniform and embroidered a strange leopard head on his chest, showing his martial identity.This look is pretty powerful.

Ling Yunzi did not rush to say: "Mr. Lin is heavy, an old and rotten idle person, is to take a child around to see, how dare you work with the adults?". .

Lin Xiaoyi hastily waved: "No trouble, no trouble, if not the advice of the gentleman, the younger generation will never destroy the traitors, but will not be raised to four products, how Mr. Nai refused to accept the younger generation as a disciple, otherwise the younger generation will certainly get more."

Ling Yunzi shook his head and laughed loudly, “Mr. Lin lifts up the old man, and it has nothing to do with the old man.”The old man never accepted, and these children followed the old man, in fact, they were only going to raise them.”

At this point, the Mr. Lin could not say anything more, but looked around, slightly relieved of the small embarrassment, but finally set his eyes on Zhongqi and Zhongyi: "Sir, these two little brothers should be your nobles?" 」. .

"What noble, Lord Lin said and laughed, look at your robe, those soldiers behind you, are scared of them both", Ling Yunzi caught a glimpse of Zhong Qi and Zhong Yi at a loss, and knew that this scene was indeed "big".

But then again, the tension and good is actually because of the first sight or rare, this time down the mountain is for them "full of eyes."

Lin Xiaoyi laughed a few times, and even did not turn his head back, he waved his hand to the soldiers behind him, turned around and moved, and the back row changed into the front row, such as the foot, after a sound of footsteps, the door was empty.

Lin Xiaoyi found a place to sit down, Wei Wei got up and brewed a cup of new tea, and the three began to talk and laugh.The brothers and sisters stood behind the clouds, and there were outsiders, and the names of teachers and disciples were separated.

Zhong Yi saw his brother's eyes for a long time fell on the official clothes of Mr. Lin, especially the "leopard" that looked like a leopard.

It was not until the commanding master got up to say goodbye that he slowly stopped God.

Zhong Qi followed Master Ling Yunzi for many years, in addition to a few poems and books, his favorite is the most difficult books: stabbed in the rows, strategrows, and even think of the scene of thousands of troops, lined up, and camping, which will make him j-i'q-in surging and unable to stop.

Xi Wu has become his greatest pursuit, although he does not know what kind of person he can become in the future, but Zhongqi's interest in Wulu and even weapons has increased.

After seeing this Mr. Lin today, Zhong Qi seemed to finally know the life he wanted.

Commanding the matter?Or maybe it’s bigger and bigger...

That night did not sleep through the night.

...

A few months later, the four went to the Shandong Province of the government of Si Jinan.

Under the sun, a spacious street, as if it had just been cleaned, between the green bricks and green tiles on both sides, the eaves of the road were steeply crossed, and the high-hanging wine-flag tea monsoons swayed with the wind.The caravans and horses shuttled among pedestrians, or tea houses, or restaurants, or restaurants, especially in front of the juggling food stalls.

The street woman and woman who looked at Zhongyi had a head-tangle and painted red, and they were wearing large red clothes, hooded yarn skirts, and looked at them, many costumes and accessories, which he had never seen before.

Somehow, he suddenly remembered Zhong Yi: the sister is not at all the girls here how much, although they carefully dressed up, but after all, there is no such thing as the unique aura and difficult temperament of Lingyun Mountain.

The downtown area is not busy, the lively is lively, and the kung fu is not a moment, and the mid-range and the abdomen can't hold more food.

Inadvertently, Ling Yunzi had taken the people through the aisle, and suddenly it was much quieter, and then he found that this was another scene.

In front of this courtyard is located in the north facing south, a rare red wall between the green bricks and green tiles is very eye-catching, far away can see the high trees in the courtyard across the wall to cover the eaves, slate pavement, straight road open, continue to move forward but see two large stone lion standing in front of the door, behind the station shift, but the appearance of tolerance.

Three eye-catching words at the door are admired - Jinan Province.

It is understood that this is the legend of the "sacred department", and it is the great gate.

"Sir came a long way, all the way hard, the younger generation came to meet", a year official went out to meet.

This man waited for a little, a little blessed, but a kind-eyed eyebrow.He was wearing a round collar and a red dress, black yarn on his head, a delicate belt around his waist, and embroidered cloud geese on his chest, which was clearly a four-pin job.

"Mr. Wang's words, a man who wanders all over the world, is so comity, but it is old and immortal?"The cloud greets you.

"Where is this?"Mr. and his family teacher have a great relationship, often listen to Master mentioned, the family teacher has a letter, if the younger generation does not take care of, his old people will blame the younger generation ah."

Into the hall to sit, the servant immediately served the tea, Wang Zhifu waved his hand and retreated to the left and right idlers, etc., Wei Wei went to the backyard to feed the horses, and only the four of them were left in the house.

Unlike Lin Xiaoyi, Wang Zhifu's words are much easier, and what the four books and five scriptures are not very interested in this, but they must stand there steadily.

Zhong Yi felt that this person was knowledgeable and clear-eyed, like a master-like figure - as if he knew everything.

Ling Yunzi sip tea, smiling, "old people look like clouds, shops are lined with shops, thinking that the people are full of food and clothing, living and working, it can be seen that the king's house is square and fruitful."

At this point, the angry Wang Zhifu's eyebrows were tight: "Oh, the hidden man said, if they are as peaceful as Jinan City, the officials are at ease", Wang Zhifu put down their tea cups and continued: "You don't know anything, under the jurisdiction of Zichuan, Yucheng, the two places suffered a major disaster, then caused the plague, many people died, many refugees displaced, fled everywhere, everywhere."

Wang Zhifu's bitterness, but it caused a sense of relief: under the majesty, there are also unspeakable hidden ah.

When it comes to Jinan Province, Wang Zhifu has even more headaches: "Many people in Jinan City were also in the disaster area at that time, and the people in these two counties also fled to other counties after the disaster, many people's homes are empty houses, and people have long been unknown."

The death of the plague victims, the escape, some villages are empty... Now the local household registers are not the right to the actual head, the next step of the collection of Ding, tax collection, do not know how to deal with...”

The head?The book?Ling Yunzi pondered for a moment and then said, "Mr. Wang, there is something to ask for in old age," and said that he looked at him.

...

Since then, Zhongyi has also had his own registered name, which can be found: Shandong Province, the government of Shi Jinan Province.

Although this matter is nothing to a well-known adult at all, the lateness of the original admiration for him is even more grateful at this moment.

He thought that he would find his parents one day, and he would have a name for the ancestors, and then he would need to change his name, but as long as the master was there, he would not worry about it.

In Lingyun Mountain, Zhong Yi had heard Madame Mu say that Master made a wide range of friends, this time it was really eye-opening: professional military attaché, businessman Ju Jia, Jianghu...

I’m afraid they can’t do any more books they can’t do on the other side.

As for his own skills, at most, he is a small man fishing on a shallow beach: it seems to have technology, but it is not a technology.

For all sentient beings: the place of tranquility and distance is, after all, the place is extraordinary, and the world is a long-term solution.

And for Lingyun Mountain: the world is extraordinary, and the long-term solution is the long-term solution.

There are countless people who have not walked thousands of miles: follow Master's pace and "walk" with Master's connections.

At this moment, Zhong Yi is thinking of returning to Lingyun Mountain quickly, which is completely different from the idea of his can't wait when he first came down the mountain, and the reason is that he can't tell.

Perhaps this is the arrangement of the cloud.

See the eagle, know the family bird foraging skills is poor; looking at the sea, you know the shallowness of the river; when you meet the high people, you can understand the limited reach of yourself.

Again, Master is a tall man...