I farmed in ancient times

Before the two parted, Li Xiurong asked Wu Yuan to follow Jueming for a few days, saying that Wu Yuan was familiar with Bianjing and knew where to find a reliable nursing home.

It might not be peaceful these few days, Jue Ming was not polite, bid farewell to Li Xiurong at the entrance of the alley, and watched him ride away on horseback.

Wu Yuan said that he was a entourage dedicated to protecting Li Xiurong. In fact, since they escaped from Panshan, Li Xiurong faintly regarded him as someone closer, especially after Wu Yuan personally captured Wu Chi who wanted to murder Li Xiurong.

Although Li Xiurong didn't mention Wu Chi later, Jue Ming also knew that it was impossible for Li Xiurong to directly kill Wu Yuan's only younger brother, and it was more likely that he saved his life.

Wu Yuan has a dull personality and few words, but he is very reliable.

After Caesar had someone clean a guest room, he invited Wu Yuan to stay and asked him to go out together tomorrow morning.

A cook was invited at home, so Jueming didn't have to worry about cooking, so he asked Wu Yuan to rest for a while, then turned around and changed his clothes to go to the back garden to tinker.

When it was time to light the lamps, both Cen Daonian and Cen Chao'an came back, and the quaint mansion suddenly became lively.

In the past, Wu Yuan always ate at the same table, but now Jue Ming invited him to eat together, but Wu Yuan declined.

Eating with A Lang during the day is already beyond the rules, how could it be possible to sit at the same table with the current Shangshu at night?Seeing that Wu Yuan insisted on eating alone, Jue Ming didn't insist, and asked someone to make a hot meal for Wu Yuan and send it to him.

At night, with the cool wind blowing through the window, Jueming turned over on the bed, he was a little full from eating just now, and he would not be able to sleep now, he was thinking that the summer night in Damo Township is much cooler than in Bianjing.

If you open the window, you even need to cover it with a thin quilt, the countryside is not hot at night.

But in Bianjing, it's not that bad. Few people use ice cubes to cool down at night, and only use a little during the hottest period of the day.

His thoughts slowly dispersed, and Cassia's consciousness also became blurred. When he was falling into the boundary line between sleep and waking, a burst of clanking sound of close combat was blown into the room along with the night wind.

Cassia's consciousness was pulled back to reality in an instant.

As the Qixi Festival approaches, the star river is shining brightly in the dark night sky, and the Emei Moon hides behind the clouds, revealing a vague light.

Wu Yuan cut back the arms of a group of black shadows, seeing that Jueming came out with only one piece of clothing on, Wu Yuan said in a low voice, "I'm sorry for disturbing the official's sleep."

"It's okay." Jueming asked, "Do you need a rope?"

Wu Yuan nodded, and Jue Ming quickly went to the shed to find the rope for binding the saplings, took it out to assist Wu Yuan, and tied up the uninvited guest on the ground tightly.

In order to keep him still, Wu Yuan tied his hands and then tied him to a pillar.

"Who sent you?" Jue Ming interrogated, but the man in black didn't answer. Wu Yuan went to remove the cloth covering his face. He was an ordinary-looking young man.

——Probably the person who sent someone to check the Shiwen Grain Shop.

Unexpectedly, they moved so fast, they came as soon as Shen Yan got the news.

Wu Yuan cupped his hands and said, "Let me guard it. I will report it to the officials tomorrow. You should go and rest first."

Jueming nodded, and woke up the two servants wearing clothes, and asked them to help Wu Yuan keep an eye on the man in black.

Early the next morning, before Cen Daonian was disturbed, Wu Yuan secretly dealt with the person, and when he came back, he told Jueming that the matter had been settled.

Breaking into a private house with the intention of killing people is still the Shangshu Mansion. In ancient times, it would not be an exaggeration to beat people to death directly, but officials do not want to get a reputation for violence, so they are all turned over to Dali Temple to report to the officials and go through the process.

Jueming made a decisive decision and decided that some nursing homes must be brought back today.

There are specially trained people in the nursing home, and there are also those whose previous owners committed crimes and suddenly lost their jobs after the contract was terminated.

What Wu Yuan introduced to Jue Ming was a nursing home he had met by chance, named Peng Lang, who used to be the nursing home of a certain high-ranking official and had been there for more than [-] years. As for the matter, Peng Lang and his brothers lost their jobs just after they were dismissed from office and ransacked their homes some time ago.

Jueming exclaimed, "It's really a pillow when I'm sleepy."

Peng Lang signed a ten-year long contract with that family since he was 15 years old, and later renewed the contract for another ten years. According to Wu Yuan, Peng Lang's boxing skills are only higher than him, not inferior to him.

They want to make a living, but they are afraid that the boss they meet will dare to die like the previous one, so they dare not sign the contract easily.It would be cheaper for Cassia.

Along with Wu Yuan, they came to a small courtyard in the suburbs of Beijing, where the rent is cheap, and Peng Lang has been living with a few brothers for half a month.

The gate of the small courtyard was wide open, and the courtyard was cleaned cleanly. Hearing that there was a visitor, Peng Lang brought a few brothers to greet him.

Caesar glanced at the strong men in front of him.

It's summer now, they are neatly dressed, their cuffs are tightly tied, through the thin fabric, their strong and muscular lines are looming.

The exposed skin was all bronze in color, and all the strong men clasped their fists at Jue Ming, and said in unison: "I have seen the officials."

Jue Ming cupped his hands and said, "Hello."

Peng Lang hurriedly took people to the house to rest, and invited Jue Ming and Wu Yuan to drink a cup of tea. After asking about his family background and some miscellaneous things, Jue Ming said slowly: "Our family is small, and there is nothing to worry about. You just need to keep the yard well, and the wages will be paid according to the nursing home of Xiurong's family." This also needs to be told to Steward Zheng, so as not to cause trouble in time.

Although they didn't speak, the joy in their eyes quietly revealed the master's mood. Peng Lang got up immediately and said, "I'll show the officials their strength, and I will definitely live up to their love."

As he said that, Peng Lang ordered the two of them to come out and let them try their fists in the courtyard.

Those two seemed to be the youngest of the group of strong men, with childish faces on their faces. After hearing Peng Lang's words, they immediately went to the courtyard, without taking the guns or sticks lying on the wall, and started directly.

The two of them didn't talk nonsense, and they confronted each other for a while. The boy in the soap-colored blouse on the left was the first to pounce on him. , the short-shirted boy jumped up to dodge, the two fisted and kicked, and they fought again.

The sun gradually rose to the top, and there was no wind in the air. Under the scorching temperature, the two teenagers suddenly stopped their movements, dripping sweat from their temples, panting slightly, and stared at each other intently.

Immediately, the boy in the soap-colored short shirt made the first move again. He shot violently, as if he wanted to catch the boy on the opposite side off guard, but both of them were on guard against each other, and their baby faces twisted their waists to avoid his hand, and they didn't expect to get close to him The boy in the short shirt temporarily changed from a grab to an uppercut, and hit the opponent's waist with one punch.

Babyface was in pain, and took two steps back. The boy in short shirt took advantage of the victory to pursue him, grabbed his back and kicked him, but was blocked by Babyface's arm, bent down and missed the boy in short shirt, and kicked him in the calf , The boy in the short shirt couldn't bear it anymore, his legs softened, and he knelt down on one knee.

The baby-faced boy opened the distance, bent down, stretched his right leg, and spun around on the ground for two weeks. After gathering all his strength, he jumped up and kicked the boy in short shirt with a spinning kick with inertia and strength.

Victory and defeat!

If he kicked it up, the boy in short shirt would definitely be injured. Peng Lang jumped up in an instant, defusing the attack of the baby-faced boy with a bear hug.

The two teenagers stood in the yard panting, their hands dripping with sweat.

Jueming thought to himself: I just need to have half the effort of both of them.

What he learned from Uncle Shi in Damo Township was more about hunting skills. Uncle Shi only taught Jueming a set of boxing techniques briefly. Compared with this, it was like a three-year-old child punching a burly man with a small fist.

Several people sat in the house and signed the contract. Hearing that the yard might be unstable recently, Peng Lang immediately packed up his things and followed Cassia Ming back with seven strong men.

The two teenagers tidied up and followed behind with a small package on their backs.

Peng Lang only left two people to handle the rented courtyard and the salute of the rest.

After following Jueming back to the mansion, Wu Yuan and Peng Lang led people to step on the point of stepping on the Shangshu Mansion, and pointed out several loopholes to report to Jueming. Jueming sent people to cut down the trees near the courtyard wall, and the wall was sunken and easy to climb. The place on the wall was refurbished and painted again, and some small organs that could play a warning role were set up under the wall.

Only twelve people are barely enough to protect the Shangshu Mansion, plus the servants in the mansion, the manpower of the Shangshu Mansion is finally sufficient.

The day before Qixi Festival, Li Xiurong tactfully wrote a greeting card and handed it over, saying that he would invite Jue Ming to go to the suburbs to watch horses together.

Cassia quickly replied to the post.

On the day of Qixi Festival, the transfer order to restore Cen Daonian's official position was issued, and it was just in time for the holiday. The Minister of the Ministry of Officials came to give Cen Daonian a new official robe and black gauze hat in person, and sat down with his old friend's apprentice in the main hall to drink tea and chat.

The Minister of the Ministry of Officials is a middle-aged man who is nearly half a century old, with rosy cheeks and a plump body, holding his stomach cheerfully like a Maitreya Buddha.

Jue Ming was not very good at brewing tea in the Song Dynasty, so he avoided the backyard after bringing the stove and tea bowl to the main hall.

Cen Daonian brewed the tea with his own hands, and Liu Zi, Minister of the Ministry of Rites, held Cen Daonian's tea in both hands and sighed: "Zi Nan, tell me, how many years have we not sat down and drank a cup of tea like this."

"About four or five years?" Cen Daonian said, "I can't remember exactly."

Liu Zi shook his head, "Why do I feel like it's been ten years?"

"Nowadays, the power of the harem has been cut off a lot, and the situation in the DPRK is unclear. This time..." Liu Zi hesitated to speak, but Cen Daonian heard the worry in his tone, put down the tea bowl in his hand, and said, "I don't want to." Will be as reckless as last time."

Liu Zi's raised heart was slowly put down, and he leaned back on the chair, and his tone became much more relaxed when he spoke again.

Not long after, another old man got off the sedan chair at the gate of Shangshu Mansion, and was helped into the door.

Hearing the announcement, Cen Daonian and the Minister of the Ministry of Officials rushed to greet him. The old man's muddy eyes swept over Cen Daonian's face, he smiled, and said slowly, "It's good to be back."

"Master." Cen Daonian saluted solemnly, and helped the old man enter the door.

Today is the Qixi Festival, and everyone inside and outside the court has the Qixi Festival holiday, and Cen Chaoan is no exception. Cen Daonian called the two children to the main hall and introduced them to the two elders.

Caesar Ming and Cen Chaoan saluted and called out in turn, and obediently stood aside with their hands down.

"You've been away from home for so long, and both Jueming and Chao'an have grown up so much." Wang Zeng looked at Jueming, his figure was tall and straight, and he was stunningly talented, and he really followed the style of Cen Daonian back then.

The younger Cen Chaoan, with a white and tender body like a piece of jade, bright eyes and white teeth, full of aura, will not be a thing in the pool in the future.

Several people chatted a few gossips, Cen Daonian still had business to discuss, and Caesar was sent away together with Cen Chaoan.

Cen Chaoan said that he had an appointment with a friend in the school today, so he would not accompany his brother, so in the end, Jue Ming went to find Li Xiurong alone.

The author has something to say: Wu Yuan: What about me? ? ? ?

Cassia: You belong to Li Xiurong.

Li Xiurong: No, he is not, he does not.