Seeing Wei Lan take the old people away, Luo Wei came back to the house and touched all the furniture and objects in the wooden house. This will be his home from now on, as if he had to take a good look at everything before he could rest assured.There were not many things in the room, but with Luo Wei looking at everything carefully, one noon passed.

There was Wei Lan's dry food on the kitchen table. Luo Wei ate a steamed bun and wanted to drink water, only to find that there was no water at home.Turning around inside and outside the house again, Luo Wei found two wooden buckets carrying water and came out.Thinking of what the old man Wei told him, there was a stream behind the house, so Luo Wei put all the dishes and chopsticks in the kitchen into the bucket, and the two pots on the stove could not be put into the bucket, so Luo Wei prepared for a while. After running twice, I took the two pots to the stream to wash.

When Luo Wei walked into the yard with two buckets and looked up at the tung tree, he found that there was still a rope tied to the tree. Following the rope buckle, Luo Wei saw that there were still two hangers hanging in the yard. clothesline.Seeing that the sunlight can still leak through the gaps in the leaves, Luo Wei put down the bucket again, went back to the room and found a quick dry cloth in the package, moved a stool to the yard, and wiped the two clotheslines dry. On the one hand, seeing that it was clean, he went back to the house and carried out his and Wei Lan's bedding, and hung them to bask in the sun.When the quilt was sunburned, Luo Wei took two wooden buckets to find the creek behind the house.

The creek was easy to find, just a few hundred paces behind the house, and the gurgling sound of running water could be heard before anyone approached.

What Luo Wei saw first was not the clear stream, but a few forest flowers in the bushes by the stream caught his attention.The big red flower grows among the green leaves. Luo Wei doesn't know what kind of flower it is, but thinks that the forest flowers in the mountains are no worse than the peonies in the imperial garden. It seems that it is more precious than the peony, the king of flowers.

A bird song in the forest brought Luo Wei back to his senses, and he walked quickly to the edge of the stream.The stream is not too narrow, Wei Lan may be able to reach the other bank with one jump, but Luo Wei estimated his ability, and may have to walk three big steps to reach the other bank of the stream.He looked at the stream again, and there were many small fish swimming in it, but the water was not deep, at most it could submerge up to Luo Wei's calf.Luo Wei stretched his hand into the water, and as soon as the cold water touched his hand, Luo Wei quickly retracted his hand. The stream water was like ice water, much colder than ordinary river water.Luo Wei breathed a few breaths at his hands, and he didn't dare to waste any more time. He put the barrel by the stream and went home to get the pot.

Wei Lan sent the old men back to Xuanzhou City. The old man forced Wei Lan to go home with him, gave Wei Lan some vegetable seeds, and said, "You can plant these seeds when you go back."

Wei Lan didn't recognize these seeds, so she asked, "What kind of vegetable are these seeds?"

"Brother Nan has never planted land?"

Wei Lan said honestly, "I've only heard some people say it, but I haven't planted it myself."

The old men won't let Wei Lan go now, they don't know anything, how will they support themselves and Brother Fu after they go back?

Wei Lan listened to the old people talking to him about farming, and after listening to it, he realized that farming was not easy at all, and seemed to be more sophisticated than his martial arts back then.

"Do these Fu brothers understand?" Old man Wei asked Wei Lan after talking dryly.

"He," Wei Lan shook his head, "doesn't understand this."

"Brother Fu didn't even recognize the tung tree, do you think he understands it or not?" An old man laughed at the old man Wei and said, "Why are you talking nonsense now?"

Old man Wei was laughed at this time, and he didn't reply. He just asked nonsense, and that Fu brother didn't know if he could use a hoe.

Wei Lan asked again: "Is there a place to sell grain seeds in this city?"

The old men took Wei Lan to buy grain seeds again.

A few people were walking on the street, and the old men didn't waste time teaching Wei Lan about farming.

"About farming, Brother Nan, you have to listen to Father Wei," an old man pointed to Wei Lan and said to Wei Lan, "He was a good farmer when he was young."

At this time, Wei Lan noticed that there was a caravan not far from them.

Several old men also saw the caravan at this time and said, "The caravan is here. We can do some shopping when they open their stalls tomorrow."

Wei Lan asked, "What do they sell?"

"Sell everything," said the old man Wei, "cloth, salt, etc."

Wei Lan said: "Aren't these shops in the city selling them?"

"The ones they sell are much cheaper than those in the shops in the city," the old man Wei said, "Brother Nan, discuss it with Brother Fu after going back today to see what is still missing, and come to the city tomorrow to buy. Will stay with us for three days."

"Brother Nan, you don't need to buy grain seeds," said an old man, "I will buy them from the caravan tomorrow."

"Do you know?" At this time, a member of the caravan shouted to the proprietress of the tea shop.

The proprietress was already familiar with the people in the caravan, so she smiled and said, "What do you know? In the middle of the story, I know what you, the old lady, are asking?"

"Our Great Zhou is going to war again!" said the businessman.

Wei Lan's footsteps stopped.

"Jing Hu Li Li Lie," said the proprietress, "How long has our emperor been on the throne? We're going to fight again? With whom?"

"Follow Beiyan."

"With Beiyan? Why are you fighting?" This time it was the old man Wei who asked.

Wei Lan lowered his head and stood aside, so as not to let the group of businessmen traveling around pay attention to him.

"It's better to live in a place like Xuanzhou," said an older businessman, "No matter what the chaos outside, how to live here, or how to live."

"Tell me quickly, why are you fighting again?" the old man Wei urged.

The businessman cleared his throat and said, "Hasn't our Luo Xiang resigned?"

The people in Xuanzhou City said: "We know this, Master Luo has resigned from office and retired."

"Didn't the Luo family still have two great generals, who also wanted to resign, but His Majesty asked him to return, saying that the great revenge has not been avenged, and you two are brothers, how can you return to the field?"

An old man said: "The great revenge has not been avenged? Could it be that you are going to avenge Prince Jin this time?"

"That's right," the businessman pointed at the old man and praised, "It's for Prince Jin. Our Majesty said that Prince Jin was conferred by the late Emperor himself, and the first prince to enjoy the title is the lifeblood of the late Emperor." , is also his most distressed brother. Even if you Beiyan said that Prince Jin was burned to death because of an accident, you have to hand over the body of Prince Jin. In the mausoleum, if Prince Jin does not enter Emperor Xiachuan's Mausoleum, Emperor Xingwu will not be able to rest his eyes for a day."

"This is a bit strange," said the tea shop proprietress, "Prince Jin was burnt to death in the fire, and there is still a body left?"

"The body is gone, so there are still ashes?" The businessman said, "Our Majesty wants to ask Emperor Sima Qingsha of Beiyan for Prince Jin's ashes!"

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