No matter if you are a human or an immortal, you can still farm for me after traveling through time!

Yang Huang has already received the envoy team from Huihe and has just left Shazhou.

Next, pass through Yumen Pass, pass by Suzhou, Ganzhou, and Liangzhou, cross the Yellow River and enter Lingzhou, and non-stop all the way through Gyeongju, Ningzhou, and Pizhou to Gyeonggi Province. At that time, we will stop outside Chang'an City and wait for His Majesty's permission to enter the city. instructions.

Another night while escorting the envoy team, the group slept in the desert. Behind them, they could see the dark and majestic Shazhou City Wall. The firelight jumping on the wall was the soldiers on duty.

The further west you go, the guards on the city wall become tighter, and the caravans and pedestrians passing by are subject to stricter inspections.

Short green grass still grows in the desert near Shazhou. If we continue eastward, we will pass through a desert without any grass.

On both sides of the desert are taller and more precipitous mountains. Compared with them, the Lancang Mountain Mountains look like child's play and cannot be compared with the mountains here at all.

The cold moonlight adds a cold and sharp feeling to the mountains. Looking at these tall and mature mountains from a distance, they are so majestic and sacred. It seems that if you desecrate them, you will be punished by God. The white mountains vaguely reveal The temptation makes people never return. The fairy tales circulated here one after another cast a mysterious veil on the mountains and rivers, making people love and fear them, and dare not approach easily.

In addition to being a general proclaimed by the official family, Yang Huang is also the Marquis of Pingyao in Chang'an. Generals are not allowed to raise troops, but the Marquis can train troops or guards to reflect his noble status as a royal noble.

When he received the task assigned to him by the officials, he also planned to go to Tupeng to inquire about the child in person. At the same time, he sent a message back to Chang'an, asking people to check whether there was anyone with "Yiwu" in his name. However, he didn't expect that the officials asked him to go to the border. No matter how reluctant he was, he had to take the order and rush to the distant Protectorate.

Tupeng Pass is located between the Guiwei Gorge and the passes near the upper and lower Lijia villages. The passes at these three places are the main passes in the western section of Lancang Mountain. They are set in the canyon area where Uighurs are extremely easy to attack and break into, and they firmly guard the back. of Dali.

There is also Suzhou between Shazhou and Ganzhou. It takes a month for a normal caravan to reach Ganzhou from Shazhou and almost a month to Chang'an. Now the Uighur envoys still bring many horses and fertilizers with them. Sheep, and a few carriages, the team's traveling speed is a little slower than that of ordinary caravans. The official envoy team entered Chang'an years ago, and there are still four months until the New Year. No matter how slow the team goes, the four Chang'an can also be reached in a month.

Yang Huang estimated that at this speed, it might take more than three months to reach Chang'an. However, once October enters the northwest, there will be bitter wind and snow, making the road very difficult to walk.

Thirty-eight guards accompanied him out of Beijing this time, half of whom were sent to Tupeng Pass to find someone.

Once the desert enters the night, it looks completely different from the day. The night is like a predatory beast, peeping at all the living creatures in the desert.

There were not many Uighurs in the envoy team, only a dozen or so, mostly maids, including two Uighur princesses. After taking over from the Duhu Mansion, Dali was fully responsible, and the escort team was replaced by Dali soldiers. Fifty or sixty people surrounded the convoy. It was better to say that it was an escort, but it was better to say that it was a more polite escort.

The two sides disliked each other, and the Huihe people looked at Yang Huang with clear hatred in their eyes.

Unfortunately, Yang Huang was unmoved and ordered everyone to suit up and rest.

Ignoring them is the best response. I am defeated, what can you do to me!

The grasshopper after autumn cannot jump very high.

They are said to be envoys, and they are here to deliver post-war compensation to the sinners. The two "princesses" in the car are not known to be temporarily canonized, but in any case, their fate has been decided, and the officials will not see them. It won't let them have any illusions.

Suddenly, the sound of horse hooves came from the direction of Shazhou. Yang Huang raised his head to be on guard. He vaguely saw the soldiers on the horses wearing familiar clothes, so he ordered others to relax their guard.

Those who came to beat the horses were indeed Shazhou soldiers. When they approached the convoy, they stopped their horses and quickly dismounted. After recognizing Yang Huang, they stepped forward: "General, the Governor has just received a letter from the capital. The enclosed letter is There is also a secret letter to be delivered to General Yang by name!" As he spoke, the soldier handed over a wax-sealed bamboo tube the size of his little finger. Yang Huang took it and inspected it. There were actually two stamps on the wax seal, one from the official and the other from the government. One of them turned out to be Mr. Zuo Pushe from Beijing!

He remembered that he didn't have much interaction with Zuo Pushe...

After Yang Huang made sure that the secret letter was not damaged, he thanked the soldiers. After the soldiers returned from riding, he broke the wax seal and revealed the bamboo tube inside, which contained the note.

On the note were the words Fengjinduoli, and the content of these words made him feel confused.

This trip should be regarded as a one-time trip.

He called two guards and asked them to contact Tupeng's people and go to Shandan to look for the daughter of Lord Zuopushe.

It was late at night, and the courtyard of Li Erlang's house returned to silence. Li Yu slept in the utility room in the backyard. After a tiring day, he had already fallen into a deep sleep from exhaustion.

When the rooster crows for the second time the next day, Li Yu and the Li family are ready. Li Silang is left at home to look at the dumplings and the grains drying in the yard. If the weather is bad, they have to rush back to harvest.

On this day, Li Erlang and the others only worked for half a day before asking the female relatives at home to come back early. Because tomorrow is Qiu Xi, the Mid-Autumn Festival, every household will prepare cakes and meals in advance to worship the moon.

After being reminded, Ji Qingyue realized it later.

The Mid-Autumn Festival is here.

Today's Mid-Autumn Festival does not seem to have the meaning of reunion. People here worship the moon god. Even after his popular science, the moon is the "initiator" of solar eclipses, Li Aniang and the others worship the moon even more.

Such a great moon is unique in the world.

In the afternoon, while the men were still in the fields, Li Aniang and the others were making mooncakes in the yard with quick movements.

Roll out the dough, make stuffing, fire the oven, and bake.

Not long after, the fragrance of mooncakes spread from the stove and filled the entire yard.

The children clamored for mooncakes, so Aniang Li had to pick one up, break it in the middle, and give each of the two children half.

So Li Silang and Xiaotuanzi ran around excitedly holding the freshly baked mooncakes. The mooncakes were too hot, so the children switched from left hand to right hand, biting the puff pastry on the edges.

While Li Silang was eating mooncakes, he didn't forget to get one for Ji Qingyue.

Without the meaning of reunion, mooncakes are naturally not always round. Ji Qingyue took the mooncakes and took a look. Although the mooncakes at this time were not as exquisite and diverse as modern ones, they contained no less emotions than modern ones. They were full of endless worship of the moon.

Ji Qingyue took a bite of the rhombus-shaped dough cake, which was filled with pastry nuts and caramel, accompanied by the aroma of the hot steam just out of the oven.

Fragrant, crispy, sweet and crispy.

The pastry and oil filling were mixed together, bursting with a sweet fragrance in the mouth. Ji Qingyue, who had not eaten sweets for a long time, quickly devoured the palm-sized mooncake.

Sweets can indeed heal the mood. He could not reunite with his family during the reunion festival. This feeling of disappointment was quickly suppressed temporarily after eating the mooncakes.

Li Silang and Tuanlang shared a moon cake in the study room. Sweets were a rare delicacy for them to taste only once. The two children laughed and whispered in a low voice. Childlike innocence can heal people's hearts.

Since Ji Qingyue showed up, he has been living in Li Erlang's house. This matter has been spread throughout the village, and there are many villagers who "came here because of the reputation", but they were all rejected by Li Aniang on the grounds of inconvenience.

Today is different from the past. Now he can not only stay in the yard after coming out of the painting, but also walk around outside.

So as long as Ji Qing has more time, he will follow Li Erlang to help in the fields.

But after going out several times, Ji Qingyue gradually discovered that the villagers' attitude towards him was very unusual. At first, he didn't understand why they were too polite to him. They were even a little respectful, and some people even called him the young master of the boss.

This made him feel that Monk Erzhang was confused and a little baffled.

He turned to look at Li Erlang. Li Erlang rarely felt guilty. He had been so busy these days that he forgot to tell Ji Qingyue about the misunderstanding here, so he quickly explained to Ji Qingyue the cause of the misunderstanding.

Ji Qing was a little dumbfounded after hearing this, and felt that it didn't matter. Just explain it. Whether it was useful or not was secondary. He had to keep his posture straight.

Fortunately, after these days of hard work, he finally mastered a little bit of the technical work of playing cotton. These days, as long as he is busy with the work in the fields, he will practice playing cotton, and now he can finally do it well.

After being bounced, the cotton no longer looks like small balls, but is mixed with each other and becomes very fluffy.

Originally there was only one sack of cotton, but now five or six sacks are not enough. The weight is still the same, but the volume has increased many times.

The cotton picked from the cotton tree has gone through the four processes of seeding, drying, impurity removal, and fluffing. The remaining spinning and weaving are beyond his capabilities. The rest can only be left to Aunt Li and the others.

The newly planted cotton seeds will sprout and give birth to more than 400 cotton seedlings. When this batch of cotton matures, it is estimated that forty pounds of cotton can be harvested, which is barely enough to make a winter coat for each person. In addition to making clothes, there are also quilts. Count that. One piece per person is not enough. If you want quilts, you need to plant another batch of cotton.

While people in the courtyard were busy and Ji Qingyue was thinking about the painting, someone outside the courtyard door shouted in: "Is there anyone here?"

Li Aniang and Li Aniang stretched out their heads from the kitchen and agreed: "Are you... the officials?" After recognizing the clothes of the stranger, Li Aniang quickly asked her daughter-in-law to prepare tea bowls to quench the thirst of the officials. The ground was beating drums, I wonder why these officials came to visit.

She saw her youngest son peeking at the door of the study and urged: "Hurry up to the fields and call Aweng and the others back!"

Li Silang knew which fields Aweng and the others were harvesting today. When their family plowed in the spring, they planted far away fields first. Now the harvest is from far to near. The farthest fields have been harvested. Now the fields are harvested very far from home. Nearly, it took him less than a cup of tea to run.

Li Silang quickly held the little dumpling in one hand and the moon cake that he couldn't bear to finish in the other hand. The two little people quickly got out of the courtyard door.

Even though Tuanzi is young, he is a little over two years old. He may have run away. If he doesn’t run or walk during the day, he is always noisy and doesn’t sleep at night.

There were only a few girls left in the house. Li Jinniang stayed in the kitchen, and Xu Qing followed behind Grandma and Grandma carrying a teapot. The former held a tea bowl, and the latter poured tea for the officials outside the courtyard gate.

They walked to the courtyard gate and took a look.

Oops! There was a large iron pot on the cart pulled by the horses. It was big enough to put Shiro and Tuanro in!

Grandma Li couldn't help but ask: "I wonder if any of these officials have any orders for coming from afar?"

The leader of the soldiers waved his hands while drinking tea in big gulps, not caring about talking. In the blink of an eye, the big tea bowl bottomed out. Xu Qing hurriedly replenished tea for several people. Several soldiers finally felt that Thirst quenched.

Only then did they have time to explain: "We followed Vice General Cao's instructions to deliver this iron pot. Is Li Changxiang here?"

As Vice General Cao said, Li Changxiang's home is located on a dirt road in the vast fields between upper and lower Li Village. There is a blue brick study room in the courtyard.

They looked into the yard and saw a blue brick house on the left side of the yard.

Li Aniang laughed when she heard this, and she couldn't hide the pride on her face. She quickly replied: "Yes, yes! Xianglang is my second son. Now he is harvesting in the fields. Just now, my son went out to call his family home. Several officials Why don't you go into the yard and sit and wait! Tomorrow is Qiu Xi, and the mooncakes have just been made on the stove and they are hot. Come in and have a taste!"

There’s no one who doesn’t love sweets.

The throats of several grown men twitched, they looked at each other and then started to move silently.

Li Aniang removed the threshold and let them pull the cart in, while the horses were pulled into the backyard, allowing the officials to add water and fodder to take care of them.

Four soldiers came, and Li Aniang gave each of them a moon cake to taste the sweetness.

Li Erlang and the others hurried home and saw A Niang and several people dressed as soldiers standing in the yard chatting happily.

When Li Aniang saw Li Erlang coming back, she excitedly said to several soldiers: "Master, this is my Xianglang."

When Li Erlang saw the iron pot on the cart, he immediately understood.

It's just that Shiro didn't say anything to invite him, he only said that a few soldiers were coming to his home, which frightened them so much that they quickly left their work in the fields and ran back, all of them breathing heavily at this time.

The leading soldier clasped his fists as a sign of etiquette, "Vice General Cao once promised Xianglang to grant you an iron pot. When the pot was cast, the Deputy General also thought of the large population of your family and specifically ordered the blacksmith to make the pot larger. Now with you It’s here, please accept it after Xianglang thanks you!”

Li Erlang knelt down and saluted, saying "Thank you, Vice General Cao", and then unloaded the iron pot with the soldiers.

The heavy ingredients surprised Li Erlang, but what he was thinking about was how Ji Qingyue would place the heavy iron pot. He didn't know how big Ji Qingyue's stove was, but if he wanted to place the pot, even if he At home, we need to build a new stove to fully adapt to this pot.

I guess Ichiro must not have a suitable stove.

Thinking like this, Li Erlang discovered that there was a long strip wrapped in linen on the cart, which seemed to be a weapon or something like that.

After unloading the iron pot, the leading soldier held the utensils wrapped in cloth strips with both hands, looked at Li Erlang, and then handed it over. "open to take a look."

Li Erlang's expression gradually became excited, and he could imagine what was wrapped in the cloth.

He took the heavy utensil with respect and slowly opened the cloth strip to reveal the weapon inside.

There was indeed a knife inside.

The first end of the handle is an oblate ring. The handle is wrapped in circles of twine, and the three-foot-long blade is covered with a wooden scabbard.

He pulled out the knife. The blade was not wide, only more than an inch wide. It had a thick ridge and a single edge, and the blade showed a cold light.

The blade is designed for slashing, and has always been the best weapon in close combat with Uighur cavalry.

Ring head knife.

Not everyone can wear this kind of knife. The expensive iron material and manufacturing process are extremely critical, which greatly determines the quality of the blade. If it is not made well and the most appropriate balance point is not reached, the blade will easily break. .

"The iron pot is the reward you want, and this ring-shou knife is a reward from Deputy General Cao and you!"

Li Erlang excitedly stroked the blade of the sword and saluted respectfully in the direction of Ganzhou to express his thanks.

Seeing how excited Li Erlang was, several soldiers seemed to have seen the scene of beheading Huihe enemies back then. They rode on horseback and raised their swords, not caring about anything else but just beheading.

"You will understand Vice General Cao's intentions. If there is a chance, we will see you on the battlefield!!" The soldier bumped fists with Li Erlang, looked at each other, smiled, and pulled the cart away.

After receiving two rewards at once, everyone was happy for Li Erlang, but at the same time a little confused. If they wanted to place the iron pot, their family would have to build a new stove. Once the stove was built, they would have to protect it from wind and rain, at least. Build a shed.

It wasn't until Li Erlang mentioned that the iron pot was requested for Ji Qingyue that the Li family breathed a sigh of relief. They were used to cooking in pottery and had never used an iron pot. When such a pot suddenly came to them, they would definitely want it. panic.

Ji Qingyue definitely couldn't come out today for the sake of Qiu Xi tomorrow, but he could hear clearly what was going on in the yard in his study.

The iron pot is here! !

So he took advantage of this moment to make a suggestion and asked him to cook a few dishes tomorrow to entertain everyone and add a lively atmosphere to Qiuxi.

Because of that pickled fish dish, the Li family has great confidence in Ji Qingyue’s cooking skills! Of course, it included their aura towards Ji Qingyue. Only Ji Qingyue himself knew that he did not have superb cooking skills and could only cook a few home-cooked dishes that he often ate.

Because the dishes here are too monotonous and the cooking methods are too simple, they think the food he cooks is delicious.

Tomorrow, Li Daqing's family from the village will also come to worship the moon and celebrate the Autumn Eve. Ji Qingyue, who decided to cook, quickly asked Li Erlang to go to the butcher in the village to buy a piece of fat meat. The iron pot must be boiled before use, and often after use. Maintain it so that the service life will be long and the condition will be good.

After experiencing this, everyone decided to end the work today. Anyway, the remaining work will be over in four or five days. From now on, there will only be drying work. Today, we will finish work early and go home to take a rest.

Li Erlang obediently ran over, bought back a large piece of fat meat, and cooked the new iron pot according to Ji Qingyue's instructions.

Lu Lu from the village listened to the report from the female guard: "Soldiers from the state government went to Li Changxiang's house and gave them an iron pot and a ring-head knife. That's all. I guess they were rewards from the last time they suppressed bandits."

They mentioned Vice General Cao. Lu Lu thought about it in his mind, but he didn't remember who this person was.

"Miss, do you want to check on Vice General Cao?"

"No need, his intention is only for Li Changxiang, I'm afraid he wants to train him for his own use." Lu Lu just called attention to the unusual movements around him. When people dressed as soldiers entered their surveillance range, they just followed the rules and stared It’s just the movements of a group of people.

As long as they don't threaten the lady, they won't take any action.

Lu Lu looked out the window and murmured: "Tomorrow is the Mid-Autumn Festival..."