Those years when I made five scumbags cry

Seeing that he couldn't help stroking his beard complacently, Xiao Lu said with a smile: "When I entered the city alone, I saw Ah Heng outside the city."

"Yes, yes, yes." Hua Xiu hurriedly said, "Heng'er lives outside the city every day, and his meals are also delivered from the city, so he rarely comes back."

"Father-in-law has taught a good son." Everyone heard King Shun's praise, "To solve problems for loneliness."

Hua Xiu was moved in his heart, and said: "It is our Hua family's blessing to be able to serve the Lord."

There was a burst of business exchange, and then a group of people entered the city and settled down separately.

Xiao Lu still met with the family officials in Yuncheng this time, and saw that the corner Huaxiu arranged for his son at the luncheon was always empty, and no one showed up.

Xiao Lv only looked at the empty seat at the table, and thought of the figure in the scorching sun outside the city, and laughed it off, knowing that Hua Heng probably let his pigeons go.

Cultivators forget time when practicing, and the same is true when doing research. After Chu Yunfei confirmed that the pests here have been completely suppressed, and the medicine he prepared was indeed effective, he realized that the lunch time had passed, and the violent blow above his head The sun has turned into a red glow all over the sky.

He took a deep breath, and saw the red clouds in the sky and the sorghum fields that could not be seen at a glance, it was like a picture scroll belonging to nature.

He was in the field, with the hat on his head pushed back, and then looking into the distance, the fragrance of sorghum wafting from the air indicated a good harvest year.

The boss thought, after the harvest, he can make wine if there is surplus grain.

The brewing technology of this era is not very good, it is far worse than that of more than 300 years later, but the food in Yuncheng has been in short supply, and he has no chance to show them off.

With the autumn wind, the fiery red sorghum swayed in the field, and people were drowned as soon as they entered, and no one could be seen.

He came out of the field and walked to the ridge of the field, patting the soil on his body and remembering that he released Xiao Lu's pigeons.

The boss paused, thinking that he should also be surrounded by those people now, and he didn't have much time to pay attention to himself, so he planned to go back to his thatched hut first, take a shower and change clothes before going back, so as not to embarrass him.

Cultivators seldom get sick, and when they get sick, it's when the deadline is approaching. It's no problem for Chu Yunfei to take cold showers here every day.

He took his clothes and came to the creek, took a quick shower, and then changed his short coat and Shimoda's trousers.

He rubbed his clothes casually, and put them on the boulder by the stream to wait for them to dry. Then he dried his long wet hair with spiritual power, and loosened it casually when he came back.

When I got back to the place where I lived, I found that there were already more people inside.

The boss opened the door and came in, and saw the Lord of the World, who had already taken off his armor, sitting at a simple wooden table with a food box in his hand.

Hearing the sound of him opening the door, Xiao Lu withdrew his eyes from looking at the hut, looked at Uncle Guo, and said with a smile, "You're back?"

Chu Yunfei stood by the door for a while before coming in, and said, "Why did the lord come in person?"

While talking, he walked into the thatched cottage.

He didn't think his thatched hut was small before, but when he saw Xiao Lu sitting here, Chu Yunfei felt that the hut was obviously smaller.

"Come here." Xiao Lu motioned him to sit down, and said, "You live in this kind of place, and your mother will let you live here?"

There were no oil lamps in the thatched hut, because it was really ventilated here, and the sky was still bright at the moment, so they didn't need to light any lamps based on their eyesight.

Xiao Lu opened the food box himself, took out all the things Mrs. Hua had prepared inside, and heard the person on the other side say: "She doesn't know that I live here."

He stopped and looked at the young man sitting across from him. Seeing that he didn't take the shabby hut and what he did and his status as unsuitable at all, he didn't know what to say about him.

Seeing that Xiao Lu was watching him not moving, Chu Yunfei just reached out to take the plate in his hand, placed it on his crumbling wooden table, and asked, "My lord, why are you looking at me like this?"

Xiao Lu had never felt such a sense of powerlessness towards a person, so he couldn't help but sighed, and said, "Do you often not go back to eat like this?"

Chu Yunfei glanced at him and said, "You made a mistake. If you hadn't come here today, the mansion would hold a banquet to cleanse you up, and there would be no shortage of people to bring me meals."

Xiao Lv laughed, and said: "Okay, it's my lord's fault, why don't I give you food to make amends?"

However, this kid wanted to pierce his heart, so he shook his head and said, "I can't afford it."

Xiao Lu saw his long hair hanging on the side of his face like this, making his youthful silhouette softer. His uncle's appearance will always be fixed at this age, and he will probably always look like a young girl.

Chu Yunfei didn't know what was going on in his mind, so he just said, "You just ran out of the city with a food box, are they willing to let you go?"

Xiao Lu took out the chopsticks from the food box and handed them to him: "I just passed by here, and now everything here is in order, the trade route has been opened, and the food has been planted, why do you need to surround me change?"

Chu Yunfei thought about it, and it made sense.

Xiao Lu said again: "It's you. If you go back now, there will probably be more people around you than around me. It may be difficult to find a chance to be alone with Uncle Guo."

Holding the chopsticks, Chu Yunfei listened to Xiao Lu's urging: "Eat."

He said, "Just a pair of chopsticks, and I eat alone?"

"Why, can't you eat alone?" Xiao Lu laughed. He lived in a thatched cottage outside the city. Didn't he eat alone all the time, "My lord just ate."

"Okay." Chu Yunfei didn't force it, he just looked at what dishes are available today, and said casually, "Now King Cheng has merged with the Lord, and King Yan's fief will be taken down soon. Wait for you and King Zhao After the decisive battle between the two is decided, the lord will be able to rule the world, are you happy?"

I don't know how many princes wish to unify the world, but because of the young man in front of him, Xiao Lu knew the ending in advance. He didn't know how many times he heard the word "unify the world" from Hua Heng, and it lost all freshness. , I really don't know what it is.

Xiao Lu watched him eat, and only said: "You have told the lord many times, I know."

It's just that doubts arose in his heart. When he entered the city at noon, he saw the people in front of him still tending these crops under the scorching sun, so he wanted to ask.

The sound of homing birds chirping came from outside, and Chu Yunfei heard Xiao Lu's low voice and said, "Aheng, are you planning to leave after the lord takes over the world?"

"Leave?" Chu Yunfei glanced at him and said, "Not so fast."

Xiao Lu looked at him, saw the young man's eyes were clear, he knew that he would leave when he wanted to, and he would never hide it, so he felt relieved.

When he gets to that position, he is truly a loner, and sooner or later, the people around him will stop one by one and can no longer accompany him.

Only the young man in front of him was different. He was by his side and didn't need to get anything from him, the mortal emperor. All he saw in his eyes was the trajectory of this period of history.

Xiao Lu understands that he can be by his side, no matter where he is, he can stand at the same height as him.

Even a king is afraid of loneliness, but this person is more difficult to stay than others.

Chu Yunfei asked about the recent battles. He only knew the results, but he didn’t know the last details, so while he was having dinner, Xiao Lu told him about the battle situation: “King Cheng is fighting on the Eastern Front, and Di Yan is going as a vanguard. On the western front, they are fighting against the King of Yan."

Chu Yunfei raised his eyes. He stayed here and hadn't heard Di Yan's name for a long time.

Now that he has already attacked King Yan, the battle of Hanguan will come soon, and Di Yan will soon usher in his own transformation.

So he put down his chopsticks and said, "There will be no problem with King Cheng, but the battle between Di Yan and King Yan will be a bit dangerous."

King Yan is a strategist, and his strategy is not inferior to that of Di Yan. If he did not meet Xiao Lu, but only King Zhao, then he might still have a chance to reach the top in the battle of princes.

Xiao Lu looked at the young man's profile flushed by the sunlight, and heard him say: "But don't worry, my lord, he is Di Yan's whetstone, and he will sharpen you into a brilliant general."

Xiao Lu heard that he was leaking the secret again so casually, so he interrupted him with a broken smile, and said: "It's ok, don't say any more."

Chu Yunfei saw that his attention was not focused on this matter, so he seriously thought about this battle.

Di Yan will be forced into Hanguan and will be caught in a dilemma. In front of him, there is King Yan ambushing at the mouth of the gourd, waiting for him to strangle this team as soon as he comes out. Behind him is King Zhao, who is quietly forming an alliance with King Yan. Looking at it like a tiger, it is really close to death.

He fell into such a situation not because of him, but because of the poor command of the general.

After the two generals under King Cheng joined Xiao Lu, because Di Yan was young, another person was the commander of the attack on King Yan's fief, and Di Yan was the striker.The coach failed to command, and was beheaded by King Yan during the battle, which directly dragged down Di Yan.

Chu Yunfei didn't know whether he should pay attention to the situation of this battle at that time, after deliberation, he decided to watch it at that time.

He swept away the food in front of him, put the plate back into the food box, and told Xiao Lv about another matter.

Xiao Lu heard him say: "After the autumn harvest, I will make wine for the Lord. When you come back triumphantly, you can just drink it."

Xiao Lu said: "Then my lord will be waiting for your wine."

Chu Yunfei closed the food box, feeling full, so he planned to take a walk outside to digest.

He looked at Xiao Lu, he couldn't let the lord sit alone in the hut, so he raised his eyebrows at him and said, "Would you like to go out and see the sorghum I planted?"

Xiao Lu naturally agreed, and the two of them came out of the hut and walked to the field outside.

The evening wind was blowing the overripe sorghum in the field, and when Chu Yunfei came back with the seeds, it was not yet time to sow in autumn.He drew a small field here and built this thatched cottage.

He used Kunlun's magic to simulate the climate, ripen the sorghum, and after several generations of improvement, he finally selected the best variety, which was far from the sorghum he found in the wild.

Xiao Lu followed beside him, and the two walked deeper and deeper in the sorghum field.

Chu Yunfei pointed to the sorghum field in front of him, and said to the people beside him, "The yield per mu of these sorghum plants is very high. Compared with the original plants, the yield has increased tenfold."

Xiao Lv nodded, watched him pointing in another direction and said: "The crops that are planted in those places are brought back by the people you sent, and they grow very well."

Chu Yunfei stood there for a while, and heard the person behind him ask, "Do you really think it's interesting to grow these crops?"

Xiao Lu watched him turn around, and was about to speak when he was interrupted by a voice from the depths of the sorghum field.

This faint moan echoed in the sorghum field in the evening, bringing a touch of charm to the still hot air, and making the expressions on the faces of both of them strange.

Everyone is an adult, so you don't need to go close to see, and you know what the people inside are doing.