Bianshanhan [farming]

It was getting colder and colder for five consecutive days, and the rice was finally frozen to death. Everyone took the sickle and went to the field, and it took half a day to cut it all back.

Holding a large handful of rice ears in their hands, they weighed them, but they were not too heavy. Lao Sun and the others estimated that they could weigh about three hundred catties.

Remove those chaff, maybe only one or two hundred catties of plump rice.

After a year of hard work and several acres of land, I ended up with two bags of grain, which is really embarrassing.

Everyone didn't feel depressed about this for too long, because Jiang Cong and the others are back!

The first victory was won, and the camp was full of joy. Jiang Cong was caught in the middle of a group of officers and soldiers. When he saw Li Qingwen and others from a distance, he was the first to jump off his horse.

At this time, there was still some distance from the gate of the camp. Jiang Cong got Li Qingwen on the horse and walked forward with the reins.

Lao Sun, Ma Yongjiang and others also gathered around, and excitedly asked them about the war with the Puju people.

This time not only did not lose one person, but also captured a prince of Puju and dozens of soldiers. It can be said that it was a complete victory.

Everyone was overjoyed, Li Qingwen sat on the horse, looked Jiang Cong up and down several times, and finally his gaze fell on his eyes.

There were too many people waiting nearby, so Li Qingwen didn't ask any more questions.

When they arrived at the camp, seeing that Jiang Cong was about to be dragged away by Li Qingwen, Lin Tan's personal soldiers came over and asked him to have a talk with Jiang Liping.

Everyone knew about Jiang Cong's meritorious service this time, and they all said after hearing the words: "Go, go, don't keep General Lin waiting."

Knowing that Jiang Cong and the others were safe and sound, they were relieved. As they walked back, they made fun of Gao Yubao and the others who had just returned, asking if they slept soundly after being arrested.

Gao Yubao was honest, because he slept too much this time, he suffered a serious crime and almost harmed other people. When he talked about it, he lowered his head.

Hu Lichuan was thick-skinned, and said with a grin: "Xiang! We've all been caught, so don't worry about it. Of course, sleeping soundly is better than Lao Sun and the others being chased and running around in the mountains."

"Then why don't you tell them a common sentence, what are you doing when you come back?"

"I can't bear to miss you." Hu Lichuan said with a playful smile, "Besides, if I don't come back, Tou and Jiang Cong shouldn't be in a hurry?"

Hu Lichuan, a soldier, secretly took a large bundle of deer tendons after being rescued, and kept hiding it in his clothes, and now he showed it to everyone.

Everyone praised him for his good work.

"Oh, it looks like it's still red deer tendon." Zhou Yao looked at it and said, "If you don't use it, give it to me as medicine. When the medicine is ready, I'll give you back half of it."

Hu Lichuan gave her the things and said, "It's nothing to me. If you haven't seen Jiang Cong, you can shoot down the eagle flying in the sky..."

Everyone praised even louder, but Li Qingwen didn't make a sound.

Hu Lichuan and the others came back later than Li Qingfeng and knew more about it.

From his mouth, he learned that Prince Puju seemed to be leading people to hunt. Jiang Cong and others noticed it when they were patrolling, so he was arrested shortly after entering the forest.

When Lin Tan arrived with his men, he had just shot a round of arrows, and many soldiers on the other side were suddenly defeated and fled. The prince and the prey did not escape, and they were all brought back.

Everyone sighed and said that they had a good meal, and they were shocked.

As soon as they came back, the stove in the back room began to be busy. When cutting rice, Li Qingfeng and Mayongjiang cast a net and caught a lot of fish. It took a long time for everyone to clean up, wiped salt and hung them all up. Now they brought back a few. Wash it and put it directly in the pot to steam.

After a noisy meal, someone saw that Li Qingwen had put rice and vegetables in the pot, and said, "Don't keep it for those two people, they might have something good to eat with General Lin."

As soon as he finished speaking, someone came, but it was not Jiang Cong and Jiang Liping, but General Lin, who sent three carts of prey, pheasant, roe deer, and deer, which were the spoils of their trip.

This time the deer is different, there are deerskin and antler.

Although it was cold this day, it hadn't reached the point where dripping water turned into ice. So many things had to be cleaned up as soon as they were delivered, or they would be ruined if they were broken.

There was no need for old Xingtou to greet, the cooks brought their own knives to help, and the people from the Sun family also came, and they were not idle, carrying water and boiling water.

While working, the big guy didn't stop talking at all, asking about all kinds of thrilling things that happened on their trip, there were voices of exclamation one after another.

It's cold now, and everyone is willing to stay indoors. Today is special. There is a fire outside their house, and a group of people are talking, which is very lively.

Some refugees heard the commotion here, and they also leaned over to listen to it, and some wanted to warm up.There is not much firewood around here, but there is a lot of grass, but the withered grass can't help but burn, unlike theirs, which has been burned for a year, and there are still several stacks of straw, which is really enviable!

Jiang Cong and Jiang Liping came back from Lintan late at night. From a distance, they could see the flames as tall as a person in front of the house, and they were talking loudly.

Jiang Cong sat beside Li Qingwen with a faint smell of alcohol, took the sharp knife from his hand, and quickly peeled off the skin of the roe deer.

As soon as the two of them came back, Li Qingwen got up immediately and said that it was too late and we would do the rest tomorrow.

In fact, there were not many left, so Li Qingwen asked the kitchen staff to take them back, and they were naturally happy.

The fire in front of the door was extinguished, and all the people returned to the house in a tumultuous manner. Others pestered Jiang Liping to ask if General Lin Tan had any rewards for this meritorious service.

Before Li Qingwen could speak, Jiang Cong said, "My eyes don't hurt anymore, I only used it twice."

Li Qingwen leaned in front of him, carefully looked at his pupils, and it turned out that the red was very faint.

After such a long time, Li Qingwen himself comforted himself. When encountering such a danger, he would naturally have to take care of his life. He responded with a dull voice.

Jiang Cong rubbed his head, took out an iron arrowhead from the leather bag, and said, "The one Zaier gave me has come in handy this time."

This iron arrow is quite special, shorter than a slap. It looks like an arrowhead at the front, but a sharpened one at the back. This is what Jiang Cong used to use. He would pry off the arrowheads of ordinary arrows with a knife and plug them in This is used.

The room was a bit dark, Li Qingwen smelled a faint smell of blood from the arrowhead, stroked it, and put it back into the bag, "Brother, you will take this with you when you go out from now on."

Jiang Cong nodded in response.

The two of them huddled in the corner, and the people next to them were talking enthusiastically, because Jiang Liping said that General Lin would report their achievements this time to the court, and he would ask the court for a pardon. Of course, the result is unknown now.

In addition, a few post stations will be set up in the south of the border town camp. These people are willing to be postmen. In the future, they will be able to avoid various miscellaneous tasks for exiles, and there is no need to go for patrols.

Few people walk around in the border town, and the post station is just a leisurely job, which is much better than farming and mowing the grass now.

Everyone was very happy, even if they couldn't get rid of the crime, they had the care of General Lin and Lord Zhou, and their days would not be bad in the future, and some people even started to think about what to do every day at the post station.

Those who are unwilling to go out like Ma Yongjiang are so happy to hear the news that they can't wait to jump up.

Li Qingwen didn't yearn to live in an inn, so he muttered softly, "What's wrong with this place..."

He felt that his place was very good, the house was warm, close to the river, it was convenient to catch fish and carry water, and it was not far to go to work in the fields.

Jiang Cong heard it, touched his head, and said, "We live here."

Li Qingwen was happy all of a sudden, and he hugged Jiang Cong's waist and grinned.

Gradually, the voice of talking in the room became quieter, the snoring became louder and louder, and the wind outside became stronger.

Jiang Cong was covered tightly by Li Qingwen, and then went to the outer room. Jiang Liping soon followed, and he whispered, "Aren't you happy?"

Jiang Cong shook his head, "It's fine now. Mr. Zhou said that the capital is full of smog. Even if I put all the credit on me, it may not be able to do anything. It's better to be a favor. General Lin is grateful and willing to run for us. Life will be easier, and the rest will be planned."

Seeing Jiang Cong so calm, Jiang Liping couldn't help but sigh.

General Lin reported to the court that their contribution was to rescue the captured officers and soldiers. In fact, Puju's prince was also captured alive by Jiang Cong. It was precisely because of this that the two sides did not fight.

It's just that this achievement will be recorded on Lin Tan's head. Of course, Lin Tan may have promised them various benefits.

The wind came in through the crack of the door, and the two of them didn't stay in the outer room for long, they went back after a few words.

Jiang Cong originally wanted to warm up for a while before lying down, but Li Qingwen fell asleep and felt that there was some space around him, so he stretched out his hand to grab Jiang Cong for a long time, and finally caught Jiang Cong who had returned.

Afraid of waking him up, Jiang Cong didn't resist, and was dragged into bed by Shengsheng.

Before dawn, someone touched a hand of frost on the window paper, and trembling, hurriedly added a piece of clothing.

Originally, they should have a good rest when they came back, but the autumn wind did not wait for anyone, and it dried the sorghum leaves in a few days, and at the same time, it also blew the soybean pods yellow.

Jiang Cong and the others put down their bows and arrows, took up their sickles, and hurried down to harvest.

Originally, they cut the sorghum tassels in front and the sorghum stalks in the back. After half a day of harvesting, light snow fell.

Although the snow was not heavy, everyone was terrified. They didn't sleep that night, and in the light of the moonlight, they pinched the tassels of sorghum in the field, and cut out several ridges every ten steps for the horse-drawn carts to move around.

As the carriage moved forward, people on both sides poured sorghum tassels onto the cart, and the headless sorghum stalks stood in the field like that.

Nearly 50 of them walked around fifty ridges, and when they came back, it was almost a hundred ridges, which were collected very quickly.

The sorghum leaves were blown up and down, and people's faces would be scratched if they accidentally rubbed against them.

Even a man of steel would not want to have a bloody gash on his face, so everyone covered himself with cloth scarves.

The Sun family had been busy all day, and they were about to go to bed. When Sun Changfu heard movement outside, he came out and saw that Li Qingwen and the others were still pulling sorghum back.

He immediately called all the family members out, took the sickle and plunged into the ground again.

After working for almost a day and night, everyone was cold and hungry, Jiang Liping had the cheek to ask Zhou Fengnian to borrow someone to help with the autumn harvest.

They have spent so much effort in this field this year, they can't be ruined at the last moment.

Zhou Fengnian was also generous. He sent thirty people at a time, and he himself went to the fields to pull the animals and crops.

They are half-farmers in the border town, and officers and soldiers also farm land, but there are not as many exiles. They originally hoped that exiles would come to collect the land, but they never thought that one day they would help exiles to work...

I have to work hard!

Because Jiang Liping and the others mowed so fast, these officers and soldiers didn't want to fall behind too much, so they gritted their teeth and followed. After a day, they couldn't lift their tired hands.

Because there is no need to pay for grain, there is a lot of sorghum planted this year. There are more than 100 mu of wheat and only a few tens of mu of beans. When harvesting sorghum, a few people came out to harvest the beans first. .

Li Qingfeng, Ma Yongjiang, and Li Qingwen collected the remaining medicinal materials with Zhou Yao. Zhou Yao's hair flew away from the blow. She gritted her teeth and cursed: "This ghost place!"

It's cold when you say it's cold, and it's snowing when you say it's snowing. Every time it makes people toss.

You have to shut up quickly after scolding, or you will have to eat a mouthful of dirt.

After the autumn harvest began, Li Qingwen and the others stopped cooking. The cooks brought over the cooked sorghum rice in pots, and everyone ate two bowls while it was hot, and then they had to continue working after wiping their mouths.

With nearly a thousand acres of land, they got the grain back in a few days, and then cut the remaining straw while threshing the fields.

At this time, the convicts who had only planted dozens of acres of land had not yet confiscated.

Zhou Fengnian took the wet cloth to wipe off the dirt on his face, and sighed, "I'm terrified to see you working."

It's almost like dying.

This Zhou Congxin understood, he said: "Young Master, if you plant a few acres next year, you will understand."

Whoever works hard will feel distressed.

Zhou Fengnian snorted, "You only helped a few times, but you understand a lot."

Their masters and servants looked idle now, but Li Qingwen and the others were still busy. Most of them were playing field, and some of them were squeezing sugar with straw.

There is no accident. This year's straw has also been frozen, and the sugar yield will be less, but it doesn't matter. All the straw planted this year is sweet straw, which can be squeezed for a month or two, and there is no rush.

The advantage of the strong wind is that the grain can be packed directly without drying it.

Although the rice and wheat harvests are mediocre, sorghum weighs more than 400 catties per mu, which is really a lot.

First, the sacks were not enough, and then the newly built house could not fit them, so they had to borrow several warehouses from the officers and soldiers.

Looking at the red sorghum piled up to the roof, everyone trembled with excitement, both happy and tired.

The Liu family brothers wept in front of the crowd. They had never seen so much grain since they were young, and they had more than 1 catties of sorghum rice in it.

More than 1 catties, their whole family, including the younger sister's family, can eat for several years with their stomachs open.

This is the harvest of this year, and we will plant it again next year and the year after that, and there will be more food than we can eat in a lifetime! !

Li Maoqun saw it once last year, and he couldn't help being happy this year. Seeing how much food there is, he always feels that he won't have to go hungry anymore...

He grinned a couple of times, but in the end he was so upset that he quickly closed his mouth, but he still couldn't help laughing.

Li Qingwen and his team still had more than ten mu of straw left uncut, and it was snowing again, so the situation was much bigger, and half of the people hadn't taken back the crops in the field.

After more than ten days of continuous hard work, Li Qingwen was exhausted, his mouth was blown open, and the pain was severe.

Jiang Cong pressed him hard on the kang, and Li Qingwen fell asleep without struggling.

When he fell asleep, Jiang Cong took out the ointment, dipped it in his hand, and applied it to the cut on his lips little by little.

Jiang Cong was also very tired these days. He looked at Li Qingwen for a while, and then fell asleep beside him.

When Lao Xingtou came back from feeding the horses, he saw that there was a pile of people lying on the kang, so he hurried to the back room to light the fire in the stove, fearing that they would catch cold if they slept like this.

He doesn't know how to cook, so he added a lot of water to the pot, washed half a pot of rice and put it in.Then they went back to the house, endured the smell of stinky feet, and pulled the quilt to cover them.

Jiang Liping and the others lay in bed for a day and a night. Someone woke up from hunger and was so sore that he couldn't get up, screaming.

Old Xingtou brought in the sorghum rice that had been boiled into a paste, and they sucked a few mouthfuls casually, and poured it on the kang again.

Chen Wen came over to look at them twice, seeing that they were so tired, he didn't call anyone, and asked the officers and soldiers to pile up the vegetables in the outhouse.

Cabbage, radish, and wild celery were the most grown in the border town. He knew that Li Qingwen had also grown vegetables, and he also knew that they ate a lot, so he deliberately pulled two carts over.

The winter in the border town is so long, and there are not many vegetables to save.

Jiang Cong got up when he heard the commotion, and asked him when he would return to the capital. He had something to deliver to the capital.

Lin Tan finished the interrogation of Puju's people and sent them back to the capital. This was Chen Wen's job.

Chen Wen didn't know the exact date, so he just asked someone to inform him before he left.

Jiang Cong returned to the kang and put medicine on Li Qingwen's mouth.

After lying down for two days, Li Qingwen's head ached from his sleep, and he struggled to get up to eat. When he got down again, his legs went limp and he almost knelt on the ground.

Li Qingfeng came back with two buckets of eels, and when he opened the door, a gust of cold wind mixed with snowflakes blew in.

Li Qingwen was blocked by Jiang Cong, so he didn't get covered in snow.Looking out again, the snow outside the door has reached the calf.

While they were sleeping, the snow kept falling, and it hasn't stopped until now.

Li Qingwen was really tired and weak this time, and he didn't go to the back room after waking up. Everyone who was hungry, went to make a meal. Anyway, there were a lot of pickles, so he could eat several bowls of rice.

Li Qingfeng couldn't take it anymore, he took the meat to the kitchen, and the kitchen staff would cook it for him.

Although the taste is not as good as Li Qingwen's, the meat tastes better than pickles.

He started this, and others crowded into the kitchen, but Zhou Yao was unwilling, so she took out a row of silver needles, and said to Li Qingwen, "I can relieve your fatigue by piercing it."

Li Qingwen looked at the rows of silver sparkles, and he was shocked, and immediately recovered several percent of his strength.