Be a sick and weak noble son in Daqin

The cold wind howled, and the snowflakes were flying. Next to the vegetable garden of the young master's mansion, a frail young man who had just recovered from a serious illness stood in the pavilion, with the expression "Loveless" written all over his face.

Where did he come from?What kind of genius is Gong Ziqian?

At that time, the palace house occupied a very large area, because it not only contained houses for people to live in, but also included a series of things that had nothing to do with houses, such as forest gardens and vegetable plots.

Why is Efang Palace able to overwhelm the isolation of the sky for more than three hundred miles?Because there are not only palaces in it, but also various things that occupy a very large area such as pastures, horse farms and hunting grounds. In fact, the serious palace does not even occupy one-tenth of it.

Gong Ziqian's mansion is not the largest in Liyang City, and it is quite satisfactory in line with his status, but the things grown on this large piece of reclaimed land can support the expenses of dozens of people.

This person is very precious to the potato sprouts and sweet potato sprouts he just planted, even if someone in the mansion is watching, he still comes every day, for fear that if he doesn't pay attention, people will be neglected.

Wei Ji looked a little tired, his eyelashes fluttered slightly, glanced at the strong man of Qin State squatting in the vegetable garden, sighed, and continued to stare at the snowflakes outside in a daze.

Qin Gong and Gong Ziqian, these two people really don’t look like brothers. Not long ago, Qin Gong came to him to ask him about Diwozi, and since then he has been busy with Qin people’s winter affairs, but this guy can’t move when he sees sweet potatoes He said, in the winter, people want to come out to plant the land. In such a cold day, even if there is some planting, it will not be able to grow, okay?

However, Gong Ziqian’s blood is boiling right now. After hearing him say that potatoes and sweet potatoes are grown everywhere and no land is not suitable, tens of stones per acre are far better than dozens of times of planting grains.

Wei Ji watched in the pavilion for a while, but he still couldn't stand the wind and cold. He wrapped his cloak tightly and turned around to leave. He shouldn't have any hope for this person.

Probably all the IQ of this generation of Duke Qin's clan was focused on Duke Qin, and only the value of force was left for Mr. Qin, so this person is so stupid, God's will, who can say anything else?

Xiao Jia saw their young master coming back from the outside, she was shocked and quickly put down the medicine bowl in her hand to bring him back, just boiled the medicine, why did the young master run out again?

When the illness is better, it will not stop. Forgot who was suffering a few days ago?

While chanting, Xiao Jia untied the cloak that was soaked in wind and snow for his young master, and then brought him the warm fox fur that was baked in the house and put it on for him. Very skilled.

Wei Ji listened to the nagging in his ear, finished the medicine with a chuckle, then knelt down in front of the desk and took out the bamboo slips to start writing. Young Master Qian is a simpleton, but Qin Gong is not easy to fool around.

The role of sweet potatoes and other things will not be apparent until next year at least. Now Qin Gong values ​​earth nests that are simple to make and can keep warm. Qin is poor, and the majority of people who cannot afford to build a house will freeze to death every winter. However, if there are diwozi to resist the wind and cold so that more people can survive, they will have more confidence in the confrontation with Wei Guo in the coming year.

After the three families were divided into Jin, the state of Wei seized all the wealth of the state of Jin, and Li Kui's reforms became more and more powerful. Later, Wu Qi was appointed as the guard of Hexi, and he fought dozens of battles with Qin, and completely expelled the forces of Qin from Hexi.

During the 23 years of Duke Xian's reign, there were wars between Qin and Wei every year, just to retake Hexi one day. The country is really important.

Most of that area is mountainous, which is a natural military barrier. In the hands of Qin, it can be attacked or retreated. On the contrary, once it is occupied by other countries, East Qin has no dangerous pass to defend, and Guanzhong will be completely exposed to the countries of the Central Plains.

Such an important place cannot allow them to fight.

The soldiers of Wei are well-equipped with sufficient food and grass, and the people of Qin are bloody, but they cannot be used as food. They have been defeated for so many years relying on the flesh and blood of soldiers. They can die in the face of the most powerful Wei soldiers in the world. Rush upwards, but in the face of cruel nature, no matter how powerful the flesh and blood is, there is no ability to resist.

After all, there is still one word: poor.

The state of Qin is poor, so poor that even Mr. Zhao Qian can't walk when he sees something good. If it weren't for the lack of food and grass, how could it be impossible to take back Hexi with the fighting power of the Qin army?

Wei Ji wrote down the planting method and growth time of sweet potatoes and potatoes in his memory on the bamboo slips, and was going to show them to Young Master Qian after his excitement subsided. These two kinds of grains were originally introduced to relieve the famine. The famine is not far off, and if the plants are planted earlier, fewer people will starve to death.

The room was warmed by the stove, and it only took a while to make his face a little more rosy. Xiao Jia was busy outside, and the quiet inside was suitable for reading and writing.

However, before the written bamboo slips dried, the young man's excited voice came from next to his ears, "My lord, the person who sent the letter to Diqiu has returned."

The nib of the pen stopped in mid-air for a long while, Wei Ji pursed his lips, watching the bamboo tube brought in by Xiao Jia excitedly, his nervous hands were trembling.

Brother, it's okay to be angry, but don't anger the flowers and plants around you, especially his poor little grass, brotherhood is more important than God, brother!

Wei Ji, who was guilty of leaving home for many days, took a deep breath, he was not the son Ji who ran away, but he was undoubtedly going back to face his elder brother's wrath.

If he can, he really wants to tell his elder brother that I am not the me I used to be today, and the wrong things I committed in the past cannot be used to punish me today. Unfortunately, Gongsun Long is not born now, and no one understands the mystery of a white horse is not a horse. .

In the letter he sent back to Diqiu, he said lightly that he and Xiaojia are doing well now, Duke Qin is not the king of tigers and wolves, and Young Master Qian also treats them kindly, and let his elder brother treat him as if he was traveling far away to study, so don't worry too much.

However, it is easy to write a letter, but it is difficult to reassure the elder brother. Wei Ji looked at the bamboo tube with deep eyes, and took a long time before reaching out to take out the silk that was full of handwriting.

After all, Duke Wei still loves his younger brother, there is not a word of scolding on the whole piece of silk, just let him take good care of himself outside, and return to Wei State in the spring of next year, even if Duke Qin is kind, how can he be at ease in someone else's territory?

In the end, I still can't believe what he wrote in the letter. Also, the impressions of the Central Plains countries on Qin have not changed for hundreds of years, so it is natural to be unclear in a few words.

Duke Wei was very careful when writing letters, for fear that the people of Qin would open and check the letter in advance, and he didn't dare to say anything bad about Qin in it. Can follow Wei Ji's words and say Qin Gong is kind.

His own brother is in his hands, what else can he do, even if he is not kind, he can only be kind?

The Central Plains is such a big place, it’s not enough to go anywhere, but go to the Qin State, that place has little connection with the Central Plains, even if he wants to send someone to pick it up, the Qin land is desolate, so poor that even the king can’t afford to eat How can two children who don't understand general affairs live well?

In Wei Ji's mind, his brother hid alone in the study, weeping and worried, but he didn't dare to write more, his eyes were red, he put away the silk, fell silent for a while, and then spread out the bamboo slips to write a reply.

When you can’t see anyone, it’s useless to write more letters. He has made a lot of fresh food these days, and it’s not easy to spoil in winter. It’s better to let the messenger take it with you. It’s better than sending a letter dryly. powerful.

Under the eaves of the porch at the entrance, Xiaojia clenched her fists and circled in circles. Although she didn't see what was written in the letter, she was very happy to see the messengers warming up outside. They got in touch with the emperor, and rounded up they had already returned to the emperor. Mum!

Young Master Qian was busy in the vegetable garden for a long time, and asked people to guard the sweet potato sprouts and potato sprouts that had been planted separately, and then he went back to deal with military affairs with satisfaction.

There is no war this winter, and there are not many things to deal with. It is rare to be able to recuperate at home.

He has been fighting since he was able to mount a horse. He has experienced hundreds of battles for more than ten years. He has enough prestige and status. After his father died, the military power was handed over to him. With him in the army, no one would take advantage of the new king to take the throne. Do things when the regime is unstable.

Now the anger of the people of Qin is directed at the state of Wei. The country is so poor that it cannot be solved, and no one has the intention to make trouble.

There was a thick layer of snow on the ground, stepping on it made deep footprints, and a servant from outside came quickly, "Young Master, your lord is here."

"Understood." Young Master Qian squinted his eyes, and walked straight into the courtyard next to him without saying a word. Since Young Master Ji stayed here, his younger brother came here no longer to discuss military affairs, but to become a Research strategies to keep out the cold in severe winter.

He is a military general who can only fight, and it is difficult to deal with the government affairs, not to mention that he is full of novel ideas like the young master Ji. The most valued person in this family has changed. There is no way, who let him really have that What's the matter?

Young Master Qian sighed as he walked, seeing that Xiao Jia was guarding outside like everyone else, he immediately beckoned someone to try to make a routine again, after so many days, he was still curious about what Duke Wei did to make such a capable younger brother so angry runaway.

If Young Master Ji is their son of Qin State, if he has such ability, let alone run away from home, even if he dies, he will die on the territory of Qin State.

But after getting along with each other for so many days, let alone domineering, he is obviously a half-grown child who can't even speak harsh words, and the person who smiles cleanly and looks refreshed, doesn't he look like a person who can lose his temper?

From this, it can be seen that Duke Wei must have gone too far, or that Qin Guo is good, brothers and sisters are of the same heart, and the whole body is united in the same hatred and hatred, where are there so many twists and turns?

Xiao Jia looked at her toes and listened to the man talking endlessly about the intrigue in the Duke of Wei that he imagined. The corner of her mouth twitched several times before she retorted softly, "This matter has nothing to do with your majesty."

It has nothing to do with the Lord, but their young master is right, anyway, the matter is very complicated, and the young master doesn't want others to know, so of course he won't let it slip.

Young Master Qian talked heartily for a long time, and didn't hear Xiao Jia's rebuttal at all. The guards outside the door listened with great interest. They didn't have anything else to do on weekdays, and it was good to hear a story.

Inside the room, Wei Ji looked at Duke Qin with an indescribable expression on his face, clenched and loosened his fists, and finally couldn't help but said, "We've known each other for a long time, but Ji didn't know that the eldest son still has the ability to make up stories."

Qin Gong raised his eyebrows, and saw a smile flashing across the eyes of the young man with an inexplicable expression. The envoy sent to the country of Wei first reported to him after returning. How natural is the relationship between this man and Wei Jun brothers? I know better than Young Master Qian, but I see a lot of young people's indifferent appearance, and it's interesting to see his face change occasionally.

Ever since, Qin Gong, who was rarely interested in teasing him, cleared his throat, and asked in feigned surprise, "Isn't the elder brother telling the truth?"

Wei Ji: ...

All right, as long as you are happy.

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