Three thousand miles in exile

Everything was settled, and the Yunzhong Academy also started to open up wasteland and farmland. Within a month, the academy enrolled thirteen farming students. Because Liu Xueyuan intentionally controlled the quality of students, the number of students was still increasing slowly.

Since then, Yunzhong Academy has also started a life of working in the morning and attending classes in the afternoon, working at sunrise and resting at sunset.

Liu Zhan is no different from the students of the Gengdu students. Several people, including Cao Zhuang and Zhang Xiaoman, also attend classes according to the mode of farming and studying.

It is not easy to open up wasteland and build fields. First, the land must be cleared, because the soil in Qiyun Mountain is very gravel, and stones must be picked up while clearing the ground.

The next step is to build terraced fields. The fields in Qiyun Mountain are all opened on the hillside, and the stones dug out of the ground are just used as the terraced fields.

The last is the water diversion road. After the field is completed, it needs to be irrigated and soaked. After the water is soaked, some late-planted crops can be planted according to the season, and rice can be planted next year.

Liu Zhan walked in front carrying a hoe, and several half-grown boys followed behind him.

Cao Zhuang said happily in a loud voice: "Boss, the boxing method you taught me last time is very powerful. I used to only wrestle and can only hit two people at a time. With that boxing method, I can beat ten people at a time. "

"Boss! So you taught Da Zhuang's boxing skills?!"

"What kind of boxing? What kind of boxing?"

"Boss! I want to learn too!"

"Boss! I want it too!"

Liu Zhan turned around and raised his hand to signal for peace of mind. "Don't we need to open up wasteland and build fields? I will teach you when the busy farming season is over."

"Did you hear that? Let me open the fields, and come back to learn martial arts after opening the fields." Cao Zhuang lifted his chin proudly.

Seeing Cao Zhuang educating people like a peerless master, Liu Zhan felt amused in his heart, and continued to move forward with an unfathomable face.

After more than half a month of land reclamation, the mountainous area of ​​Liujiaquan has taken the shape of terraced fields. Yesterday Liu Xueyuan led his veterans to open canals to divert water, and only after the dry land is thoroughly soaked can he grow some coarse grains.

The harvest of the wasteland in the first year will not be very good. According to the practice of the army, the first year's harvest of the wasteland will be returned to the tenants, and the next year's autumn harvest will be taxed according to the regulations.

Don't look at the fact that the tenants can take advantage of not paying taxes in the first year. In fact, the spring plowing season has passed at this time, and the only food crops that can be grown are cold-resistant coarse grains.

Moreover, if the wasteland is converted into a field, the soil is not too thin, and the harvest can be one-third, thank God. The next spring plowing will have to prepare rice seeds for the new field. If the two accounts are offset, the tenants will not lose money.

Liu Zhan walked ahead and suddenly froze for a moment.

The students scattered in twos and threes and dug the ground. Liu Zhan noticed the man's unique temperament at a glance.

"Why are you here?" Liu Zhan came to him in three steps in two.

Song Fenglin didn't speak, but imitated other people's movements and turned the ground.

"Didn't my father ask you to help teach the child to learn calligraphy?" Liu Zhan turned his head to meet his eyes.

Song Fenglin avoided his gaze for a long time and said: "There is no class in the morning, and half-grown children have come to help. I have no reason to stay in the academy, and..."

"And what?"

Song Fenglin raised his eyes and glanced at him, then continued to look down on the ground. "Thank you for making my dad a wheelchair, he doesn't need someone to wait on him now."

Liu Zhan not only designed a wheelchair for Song Yijun, but also a toilet like a chair.

Song Yijun's legs are useless and his waist can move. It is not difficult to move from one chair to another, so there is no need for his son to take care of him all the time. More importantly, Song Yijun is obviously much more talkative and cheerful with a wheelchair.

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"I just came up with an idea. The person who made it was Uncle Zhang. Don't look at Uncle Zhang's scruffy beard. His woodwork is very fine and of good quality." Liu Zhan laughed.

Song Fenglin nodded and wanted to say something but didn't know what to say, so he lowered his head and continued digging.

Suddenly Liu Zhan reached out to grab his hoe and easily snatched it away, and Li Xiaolian, who was not far away, ran over and took the hoe away.

"This is not something you did." Liu Zhan said calmly.

He held Song Fenglin's hand and opened it to look. Sure enough, the blisters were rotten and bleeding, and his hands were covered in blood. I don't know how painful it was, and the person in front of him didn't even frown.

"You want to lose your hand? Stop writing?" Liu Zhan raised his voice unconsciously.

Song Fenglin withdrew his hand and said nothing, his face full of indifference.

Liu Zhan curled his lips in his heart, okay, stubborn enough.

"follow me."

Liu Zhan turned around and found that the person hadn't followed, so he said angrily. "Want me to carry you?"

Song Fenglin hesitated a little, but he was really afraid that Liu Zhan would carry him. He had heard of Liu Zhan's "prestige" these days, so he had to keep up.

The two came to the stream next to the forest one after the other. The adults were opening a canal upstream to divert water, and the movement could be heard downstream.

There are pine forests on both sides of the creek, the stream is flowing among the huge pebbles, and the morning sun shines warmly on his body. Song Fenglin sits on the boulder and feels lost, as if he is still in the extremely noble Anguo Gongfu, and he is still the outstanding and The proud grandson of the Duke's family.

Liu Zhan gathered a handful of firewood in the woods and skillfully laid them out. Song Fenglin was in a daze for a while, he had already wrapped two wild eggs in wet soil and simmered them in the fire with a low fire.

Liu Zhan looked at his side face in a daze. As someone who had been there, he knew that Song Fenglin was thinking about the past at this time, and his heart was as sad as he wanted. The Liu family was also immersed in such emotions, and even the second wife Ning couldn't resist. It's crazy to come here.

"My birthday will be sixteen next month, how old are you?" Liu Zhan said while picking firewood.

Song Fenglin replied sullenly. "I'm fifteen."

"When is your birthday?"

"winter."

"You're half a year younger than me, so you can call me Brother Zhan from now on."

"..."

Song Fenglin looked at the stream and didn't speak.

Liu Zhan continued to find topics. "I heard from my father that when something happened to your family, your mother just took my younger sister back to her mother's house to visit her relatives to escape the catastrophe, right?"

Speaking of his mother and younger sister, Song Fenglin's dejected eyes fluctuated a little, and it was rare for Liu Zhan to speak the longest sentence since Liu Zhan knew him.

"My mother's family is in Siyang, hundreds of miles away from the capital. After the incident, my grandfather hid my mother and younger sister in the ancestral hall in time." Song Fenglin's cold voice was flat.

"Those officers and soldiers did not dare to forcibly enter and search due to the influence of the ancestor Lin's family in Siyang, and the elders of the clan came forward to stop the stalemate. In the end, the officers and soldiers returned to Beijing and returned to their orders. It's over."

Liu Zhan couldn't help but lament the power of the aristocratic families in this era, and this is the real strong dragon that can't beat the local snake.

Turning over the eggs in the fire, Liu Zhan comforted him and said, "At least your parents and relatives are still alive, and now they are living safely on the mountain. It's useless to think about the past. Given time, your family will be reunited."

There were tears in the corners of Song Fenglin's eyes. Under the indifferent expression, there was more sadness or hatred.

I don't know how long it took before Liu Zhan broke the silence. "Wash your hands and eat eggs."

Song Fenglin froze for a moment. "egg?"

Liu Zhan pulled out two black balls from the fire and said, "I dug out a nest of wild eggs yesterday and saved three for Cong'er and my mother to make up for. I took two for myself."

Eggs are a good thing in the mountains, and most farmers are reluctant to eat them, but save them up and go down the mountain to exchange for food. Only Liu Zhan took out the pheasant coop to eat. If he dared to touch the eggs at home, he would definitely be punished by the whole family.

Liu Zhan carefully peeled off the little black ball to reveal the whole egg inside, and a scent wafted out immediately.

Song Fenglin didn't want to eat it at first, but he was made hungry by the smell.

Liu Zhan stared at him, with an expression on his face that if you don't wash it, I will wash it for you.

Song Fenglin still moved to the stream to wash his hands, his fair hands were a bit horrible, the skin and tender flesh were not suitable for farm work.

Liu Zhan's heart ached unceasingly, these wounds hurt only when they were wet, but the deity scrubbed the wounds lightly, Liu Zhan appreciated it a little.

The eggs are delicious, whether you can be full or not, it is very warm.

While eating, Liu Zhan asked again: "You don't want to stay in the academy?"

Song Fenglin said: "There are as many as three sirs is enough, our Song family is under your care..."

Liu Zhan interrupted with a smile. "You think it's not good to eat free food, don't you?"

Song Fenglin choked for a moment, his words were so straightforward.

Liu Zhan said again: "You've only turned your hand a bit, and that's it. I'm afraid you won't be able to keep up with other people's progress if you lose your hand. Why don't you do something that you specialize in? I heard from my father that you can write well through the past and the present. You have a good handwriting, why don't you continue to study in the academy?"

Song Fenglin mocked himself, "So what can I learn as a pariah? All my life is just facing the loess and turning my back to the sky."

Liu Zhan smiled, looked at him deeply and said, "I don't think I will stay in the mountains all my life."

The determination and confidence in those eyes made Song Fenglin stunned.

Liu Zhan's creed has always been that man can conquer nature. In his previous life, he built his family from scratch with blood and sweat step by step. He was able to do it in his previous life, and he can do it in this life. Liu Zhan never doubted himself.

Liu Zhan has never said this to anyone. "I am only fifteen, and the emperor is already in his 30s. How many emperors in the past dynasties have reached their 30th birthday? Even if the current emperor can live another [-] years, I will be able to live longer than him. One day, I will try my best to get out of my low status and leave here."

Song Fenglin was completely intimidated for a long time, Fang said. "You! How dare you talk about the emperor!"

"Why don't you dare? The Son of Heaven can still manage this deep mountain and old forest?" Liu Zhan said calmly, "Maybe we don't have to wait 30 years. The world will change a lot in 50 years. It's hard to say whether Chu can have four generations."

Song Fenglin was so startled that he stood up. "Er is a madman!"

Liu Zhan laughed out loud.

Song Fenglin gave a serious warning. "Don't tell others about this, don't you be afraid that it will be fabricated by those who want to spread it!"

Liu Zhan still laughed.

Song Fenglin was so angry that he walked away, but Liu Zhan quickly grabbed his wrist with his backhand.

"I like you very much." Liu Zhan said without any scruples.

Song Fenglin blushed from holding back and felt that Liu Zhan was making fun of him by watching his jokes. "What, what nonsense!"

Liu Zhan still held his hand. "If you don't want to be in the academy, follow me up the mountain. Aren't you always curious about how we hunt? I can teach you."

Song Fenglin finally understood that Liu Zhan was doing whatever he wanted, so he had to withdraw his hand angrily. "talk later."

He left without looking back, Liu Zhan had a smile in his eyes, thinking he was not in a hurry, he had plenty of time.

"Boss!" Cao Zhuang touched Song Fenglin as soon as he left. "Boss, I just received the news that something happened to Guo Donghu's house! His father died!"

Liu Zhan raised his eyebrows. "what happened?"

"I heard that he died in battle and was killed by Yan State cavalry!"

"Yan Guo has committed crimes?"

Cao Zhuang burst out with excitement. "Guo Donghu's father was ordered to fight against the Yan soldiers, but the entire army was wiped out. General Yan stripped off hundreds of Guo family's hereditary households for this matter. He didn't even have any compensation money when he died!"

All the eight villages in the vicinity of Dongliu Village hated Guo's family. His family was used to being domineering, and everyone in Dongliu Village hated it deeply.

Cao Zhuang said with joy. "Guo Baihu's funeral was held today, and there were no old clothes for the body to bury. They said that few people attended the funeral."

What Liu Zhan was concerned about at this time was not the Guo family's family affairs. The Cangxia Plain was the only plain in the northern border of Great Chu, and it had always been a battleground for military strategists.

Great Chu occupied the fertile Cangxia Plain and established three major passes to guard, namely Fengxiang Pass, Liyang Pass and Fanyang Pass. The mutual horns made the soldiers of Yan State frightened.

Now the whole army is wiped out?

Probably not many people were killed in battle, otherwise how could it be possible to deal with a small general?

"I'll go back first." The more Liu Zhan thought about it, the more he wentssip, and he decided to go back and ask Liu Xueyuan.

When Liu Zhan arrived home, the three brothers Liu Xueyuan and Song's father and son were setting up a tea table in the backyard to make tea and chat.

The news that Yan State's cavalry invaded the frontier Chu army, but the entire army was wiped out quickly spread throughout the six counties of Qiyun Mountain. A traveling businessman passed by Tiancang Village early in the morning and told the news to Yunzhong Academy.

Liu Zhan immediately moved a chair and came over to listen. Song Fenglin was in charge of making tea, and when he saw Liu Zhan came, he also poured him a bowl.

Liu Xueyi is a master who doesn't know what to say. When Liu Zhan just sat down, he heard him say: "Emperor Xuan's fate is really bad. You can see that the world will calm down one day after he ascended the throne. Just after peace talks in the west, troubles broke out in the north. What's the matter?"

Liu Xueyuan glared at him, but Liu Xueyi was indifferent.

Liu Xueli thought of something and hurriedly said: "Speaking of which, we are all military households. If we are called up for a war in the north, will we be forced to serve in the military?"

Song Yijun said solemnly: "According to the system, if each military household under Shangfeng conscripts troops, one male must be dispatched to serve, but Tiancang Village belongs to the military barracks of Wuyuan County and belongs to local soldiers, so the Yan's army has its own vassal army and cannot be recruited anywhere. superior."

"Fan Jun?" Liu Zhan heard the word sharply, and he was very curious about everything in this world.

Song Yijun explained patiently. "Guarding the capital is the Forbidden Army, the local garrison is the Xiang Army, and the imperial court uniformly recruits the troops guarding one side as the Fan Army, and the Fan Army has its own military households and military fields, also known as Fanzhen."

Liu Zhan was surprised: "The general still has his own town? Isn't he very powerful?"

For a moment, everyone was amused by Liu Zhan's surprised expression, Liu Xueyuan, Liu Xueyi, and Liu Xueli laughed, and Song Fenglin couldn't help showing a little smile.

Liu Xueyi smiled and said, "That's right, do you know that the entire Cangxia Plain is the Yan family's feudal town? That's fertile land thousands of miles away!"

Liu Zhan only felt that he had learned history for nothing in his previous life, so he was not afraid of embarrassment and continued to ask. "How could the imperial court allow such a powerful general to exist?"

Liu Xueyuan said: "When the Great Chu was established, all the heroes in the world rose up together. In order to calm down the world as soon as possible, they promised to enlist their clan with the promise of hereditary succession in the Cangxia Plain of Yan's feudal town."

Liu Zhan learned from everyone that there is Jinyang County on the Cangxia Plain, and the three major passes and four counties are under the jurisdiction of General Dingguo, who is hereditary from the Yan family.

General Dingguo not only supervised the army, but also served as the prefect of Jinyang. He controlled the entire Cangxia Plain. It has been conquered for several generations since the previous dynasty.

In order to restrain the Yan family's power in northern Xinjiang, the emperors of all dynasties spared no effort to populate Qiyun Mountain, expanding from three counties in the previous dynasty to six counties today, but Qiyun Mountain has not been able to develop barbarously.

The news of the Yan army's invasion of the border came from northern Xinjiang, and the military households on Qiyun Mountain were only used for talking after dinner.

The Yan family of Dingguo General controls the entire Cangxia Plain, owns innumerable fertile fields and salt fields, and the entire family is as rich as a country.

Song Yijun pondered and said: "I have met the current General Dingguo several times. This man has a majestic appearance and looks heroic, but he has an arrogant and conceited personality. He tends to listen and believe when things happen. There is nothing to be afraid of, if the Yan army intends to go south and continue to entangle with the Yan family, the outcome is still unknown."

"Could it be that the Yan family will descend to Yan?" Liu Xueyi didn't know what kind of brain circuit made everyone frightened when he opened his mouth.

Liu Zhan laughed. "Second Uncle, this is not a play, how can you just surrender?"

Liu Xueyi was very disapproving. "You don't understand, this Yan family has descended four times before and after, and there is no such thing as a root in their blood."

Liu Zhan really didn't think that the Yan family would descend to Yan, but this was just his near-intuitive judgment, and he couldn't explain it specifically.

At this time, Song Fenglin expressed Liu Zhan's inexplicable intuition.

"The surrender of the Yan family has always only surrendered to the overlord of the world. Although Yan is strong, it has not yet replaced the strength of the Great Chu. If the Yan family surrenders to Yan, their family will face a world-class battle with the power of the Great Chu. Xiang Shiyan All the glory and wealth of the family will be wiped out."

This is also the secret of the Yan family's ability to occupy the Cangxia Plain for several generations. To put it bluntly, it is knowing how to judge the situation and stand in line.

Dachu has experienced the painstaking efforts of the previous two generations of emperors. Now it is the time when the national power is the strongest. Xixia attacked Chu and retreated after reaping the benefits.

The same can be applied to the Yan State. The Yan State does not have the strength to win the Great Chu and take over the Central Plains, but it is more than enough to gain some benefits in the Cangxia Plain.

Song Fenglin explained Yan's position that he had no choice but to fight, and his wisdom and wisdom can be seen.

Liu Zhan looked at Song Fenglin with admiration and love that couldn't be hidden. Not only Liu Zhan, Liu Xueyuan's love for Song Fenglin was also beyond words. Of course, this love is not the other's love.

There was deep regret in Liu Xueyuan's eyes. If the Song family hadn't undergone great changes, with Song Fenglin's talent, the Song family would definitely be able to reach another level in the future.