After rebirth, I became a treacherous minister Black Moonlight

Lu Yuan turned around and saw Lu Zhaoyan's complicated expression. He smiled calmly and assured Lu Zhaoyan, "Don't worry. It's just a matter of hiring someone to help. I'll take care of it."

At this time, Lu Zhaoyan was not thinking about asking anyone to come out of retirement.

He knew that the boy did it on purpose.

Deliberately act pitiful in front of him.

But even though I know he is just playing the victim, I still care.

After all, she is her own flesh and blood...

Lu Yuan raised his eyebrows and said, "I say, my new father, if you keep dawdling, we won't be able to catch up. I don't mind, but if we really go into the mountains to look for him, I'm afraid your frail body won't be able to handle it."

Lu Zhaoyan glared at him.

Lu Zhaoyan was not weak, but if a normal person was tossed around by him all the way and vomited, he wouldn't be much better off than him.

Seeing that Lu Zhaoyan didn't answer, Lu Yuan sighed and said, "Okay, okay, you are my father, so just go slowly. At worst, I can carry you later."

Lu Zhaoyan shuddered and almost instinctively quickened his pace.

The two came to a ridge of a field. Looking south, they saw a reclaimed paddy field of more than 20 acres, more than half of which had been planted with seedlings.

At this time, there were still some farmers walking barefoot in the paddy fields with their trousers rolled up, bending over to plant rice seedlings. There were both men and women, old and young.

At first glance, it is really difficult to tell which one is the master they want to meet.

Fortunately, Lu Zhaoyan brought the other party's portrait.

He took out the portrait, compared it with the farmers planting rice, and found a figure matching the features of the person in the portrait in the westernmost paddy field.

Although he was wearing a straw hat and his face could not be seen clearly, the gourd hanging around his waist was exactly the same.

"The old man with the wine gourd on his waist?"

Obviously, Lu Yuan also recognized the other person.

Lu Zhaoyan said: "Don't be rude, that's Mr. Ziwu."

Lu Yuan readily agreed: "Okay, you are the father, you have the final say."

He looked at the old man who was planting rice in the field and said, "Dad, you can take a rest on the ridge first. I'm going to meet Mr. Ziwu."

He left after he said that, and Lu Zhaoyan couldn't stop him.

However, he had not yet fully recovered from Lu Yuan's "filial piety", so he didn't want to vomit in front of Mr. Ziwu. It would be better for him to rest for a while.

His eyes followed Lu Yuan.

For a moment, I couldn't tell whether I wanted to look at him or hit Mr. Quantum Noon.

Lu Yuan walked to the ridge of the field near Mr. Ziwu. Just when he thought Lu Yuan would bow deeply to Mr. Ziwu, something unexpected happened.

Lu Yuan took off his shoes and footwear without saying a word, tied the hem of his clothes around his waist, rolled up his trouser legs high, and stepped resolutely into the paddy field as skillfully as if he had done it countless times.

He picked up the seedlings nearby and started planting them.

The old man didn't care at first.

He planted one seedling and Lu Yuan planted one.

Gradually, he planted one plant and Lu Yuan planted two plants.

When he had only inserted halfway on his end, Lu Yuan had already inserted it to the last row.

This is not counting.

At first, Lu Yuan was planting rice seedlings upright, and then Lu Yuan showed him how to plant rice seedlings upside down.

It was inserted so neatly and pleasing to the eye.

The old man finally couldn't help it. He stood up and frowned at the young man who came out of nowhere and was rushing to plant rice.

Lu Yuan was dressed luxuriously, and it was obvious that he was either rich or noble, but Lu Yuan's technique in transplanting rice seedlings was even more skillful than that of this old man.

"Did Emperor Liang send you here?"

the old man asked.

Lu Yuan smiled and said, "I don't know any Emperor Liang. I came here with my father. My father was very tired, so I asked him to rest there."

As he spoke, he pointed at Lu Zhaoyan who was not far away.

Lu Zhaoyan stood up and bowed to the old man as a junior.

The old man retracted his gaze and continued to plant rice: "I don't know where you heard this rumor from. I am just an ordinary citizen. Apart from farming, I don't have any special skills. You have found the wrong person."

Lu Yuan grabbed another handful of seedlings. This time he was not in a hurry to plant them. He stood beside the old man and planted the seedlings one by one, taking his time.

He smiled and said, "Look at what you said. Who is not an ordinary citizen? Take farming for example. When to pull out the seedlings, when to plant the rice, when to harvest the rice... It's all knowledge, which cannot be learned from poetry and books, but is truly a great knowledge that benefits the country and the people and saves the people."

The old man said, "Don't be so eloquent in front of me. I am not that stupid disciple of mine who was fooled by a few words."

Lu Yuan never mentioned that it was the little shepherd boy who showed him the way, but how could an old man as smart as him not guess?

Lu Yuan did not deny it, but asked: "Before me and my father, has anyone else fooled your stupid disciple?"

The old man paused and said, "Your grandfather."

Lu Yuan: “…”

That's not my real grandfather, at most he's a weird grandfather.

Emperor Liang was also a wonderful man. At such an old age, wouldn't he feel guilty for fooling a little shepherd boy?

This Mr. Ziwu is an even more interesting person. Before he even introduced himself, he had already guessed that his father was the crown prince of the current dynasty.

Lu Yuan's eyes fell on the wine gourd on the old man's waist: "You also like to drink. What a coincidence, I have two jars of the best Shaodaozi."

"Don't drink."

The old man refused.

Lu Yuan was not discouraged and continued to plant rice: "Look, my grandfather has been here, and my father and I have come too. They really admire you as a person and admire your talent, and want to invite you to come out of retirement and serve the people. You are not an official of Daliang, but an official of the common people."

The old man said, "I've already told you that I don't have that much ability."

Lu Yuan: "There are many incompetent officials, and you are not the only one left."

The old man looked at him coldly.

Lu Yuan remained calm: "What I mean is that you must not underestimate yourself and your abilities."

Old man: "..."

Lu Yuan reminded: "Your seedlings are planted crookedly. How come you can't even plant them properly at your age... And don't I say that the silkworms I raised when I was seven years old were better than those raised by your apprentice. How did you teach them? I heard that you are from Wushan. Are people from Wushan so bad at raising silkworms..."

Lu Zhaoyan was neither too close nor too far away; he could see the two of them but could not hear their conversation.

He only felt that Mr. Ziwu's aura was gradually becoming wrong. He was trembling all over and his eyes were cold, as if he was enduring something.

But the boy was obviously very polite. He kept planting rice seedlings and even took the seedlings from Mr. Ziwu's hand and planted them.

"Alright, alright, let me do it. I'm too old to do anything. I can't even bear to watch you plant the rice seedlings."

Lu Yuan muttered to himself as he took the seedlings and planted them.

It must be said that the seedlings planted by Lu Yuan were indeed the neatest and most beautiful among all the paddy fields.

Mr. Ziwu lived in seclusion for ten years to learn how to plant rice, but in the end he lost to a stupid boy. Isn't that infuriating?

"Master! Master, something bad has happened!"

A woman in her fifties came trotting over from the ridge in a hurry, taking small steps. "The cow in Daniu's family can't give birth! It's almost dying——"

The old man lived in seclusion in the temple. The villagers thought he was practicing Buddhism with his hair uncut, so they respectfully called him "Master".

If anyone in the family had a headache or fever, or their cattle or chickens were sick, they would go to the temple to see him.

"Ouch--"

The old lady walked too fast and tripped, but fortunately she was near Lu Zhaoyan, who supported her in time.

"Be careful."

Lu Zhaoyan reminded softly.

"Hey, thank you..."

When the old lady saw Lu Zhaoyan’s handsome face that was not like that of an ordinary person, she was stunned for a moment.

Lu Zhaoyan said slowly, "Auntie, please tell me slowly, where is the big cow, and when did the cow start giving birth?"

"Ah..." The old lady came back to her senses, smiled awkwardly, and pointed back, "From our village, Daniu just went up the mountain. She's over there, unable to walk. She said she's been pregnant for a day."

Lu Zhaoyan asked, "Auntie, is this the village at the foot of the mountain?"

The old lady hurriedly said, "Yes! Ah, the carriage that passed by the village entrance this morning was yours, right?"

Lu Zhaoyan nodded.

This is broken.

Although it is easier to go down the mountain than to go up, the mountain road is so long after all. By the time we reach the village, it will probably be dark and we don’t know if we will make it in time.

Lu Zhaoyan estimated the time.

Jifeng should be reaching the top of the mountain soon.

I'll let Mr. Jifeng carry him down the mountain later, I hope we'll be in time.

Lu Zhaoyan looked at Lu Yuan and signaled him with his mind to help the master pack up his things and go to the hut to meet Ji Feng.

Lu Yuan gave Lu Zhaoyan a look that showed understanding, and then he carried the old man on his back.

An ominous premonition suddenly arose in Lu Zhaoyan's heart.

As expected, Lu Yuan held the old man's legs with both hands, performed Qinggong, and disappeared without a trace in front of him -

Lu Zhaoyan only felt a hurricane blowing past him. He was stunned for a moment, then he reacted and his face changed: "That's not the way down the mountain!"

"Take a short cut..."

Lu Yuan leaped up!

Vertical descent!

"啕——"

"vomit--"

"Wow—"

It took a quarter of an hour to go down the mountain and an hour to vomit.

The cow in Daniu’s family gave birth.

The baby was not delivered by an old man.

He was frightened by two crazy guys who were blowing all kinds of nonsense. With a start, the calf came out.

"Are you feeling better?"

Lu Yuan considerately handed the old man a bowl of water.

The old man took it and took a sip. It was sweet.

He asked curiously, "Why is there sugar water?"

Lu Yuan: "Oh, it's what the cows drank."

Old man: "..."

God knows how hard he tried to resist the urge to push the brat's head into the bowl.

Don’t kill, don’t kill.

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On the other side, Lu Qi finally climbed to the top of the mountain with Ji Feng, but was told that Mr. Ziwu had gone down the mountain and they had to go down as well.

Lu Qi's body trembled. His legs were almost broken from walking. He didn't even have time to breathe, but he was told to go down the mountain again? Go down the mountain? !

When the three arrived at the village at the foot of the mountain, it was completely dark.

Lu Qi was carried into the house by Ji Feng and sat on the small stool of Daniu's house.

"gentlemen."

Lu Zhaoyan went to the backyard and bowed to the old man standing in the night.

The old man put his hands behind his back, staring at the stars rising up one by one, forming a vast galaxy in the endless sky.

Lu Yuan sat on the side and played with dogtail grass leisurely.

The old man said with emotion: "The Gou Chen constellation is as bright as the morning sun. I never thought that Daliang really has a Qilin protecting the country. Your Highness has brought the Qilin here, so I will come out of seclusion."

Lu Zhaoyan's expression paused

The old man turned around and bowed to Lu Zhaoyan: "Ziwu, I am willing to be loyal to Your Highness."