When Lin Ze and Liu Jin'er were flirting, a loud and melodious song suddenly came from the distance, "We are going again and again, and we are separated from you. We are separated by more than ten thousand miles, and we are each at the end of the world. The road is long and difficult, so we will meet again." An Kezhi..."
The song was loud and long, with an indescribable sadness. Lin Ze reined in the reins and looked at a carriage approaching on the post road covered with fallen leaves. Between the vast sky and earth, there were only one horse, one coachman, and a woman sitting behind the carriage. , the singing came right from her mouth.
When Lin Ze waited for her to pass by, he clasped his hands and said, "Let's go again. I wonder if Miss, can you tell me who wrote this song?"
The carriage stopped, and the woman nodded slightly and said, "It was written by the slave family. It disturbed the young master's peace. I apologize to the slave family."
After research, later generations of Chinese language and literature scholars only knew that this was a song about lovesickness and separation in the turbulent years of the late Eastern Han Dynasty. However, there was no way to verify who the author was, so Lin Ze asked excitedly: "Can you tell me the name of the lady?"
"The Nu family belongs to the Cai family, and their single name is Yan."
"Cai Yan? Cai Wenji?" Lin Ze's eyes widened and he shouted: "Xu Ziwu, rob me and go home."
Xu Ziwu liked to listen to Lin Ze's orders, boosting his energy and energy. He immediately stepped forward and surrounded Cai Wenji's bicycle frame. A master leads a disciple, and what he learns is seven points of skill and three points of character. This kid bowed his head as if he should be a slut. He said to Cai Wenji: "Follow me obediently, or I will kidnap someone!"
The old man who was driving the carriage fell to his knees and begged loudly for mercy.
Cai Wenji looked desperate, it was over, she had encountered bandits.
Liu Jin'er stared at Cai Wenji with interest. She was a pretty girl. She was dressed in gray-yellow clothes, with willow-leaf eyebrows and phoenix eyes, and cheeks like melon seeds. She was good-looking, but not top-notch. At least she was not as good as herself, but she had that aura about her. , it’s really amazing, people fall in love with it when they see it.
It turns out that my husband likes this kind of girl.
Liu Jin'er was a delicate girl. She arranged a greenhouse on the second floor of the attic and planted flowers instead of flowers. Knowing that Lin Ze had excellent medical skills, she planted various herbs in the greenhouse and asked carpenters to make tables and chairs. Pen, ink, paper and inkstone gave him a good working environment.
Liu Jin'er arranged Cai Wenji to this room and asked Xu Jiaojiao to take care of his daily life.
The people and soldiers in the village all knew that their lord had snatched a beautiful woman like a flower, and they were all watching under the attic. This guy had always had a desire for gossip.
Liu Jin'er devoted herself to cultivating Cai Wenji in Lin Ze's concubine, thinking about how to make the girl feel at ease and let her accept it peacefully, but she found that her husband had no intention of doing so, just like picking up a beautiful bird outside. , put her in a cage, and she could go anywhere except not leaving the village, which was puzzling.
There shouldn't be too many secrets between husband and wife, so Liu Jin'er went to ask. When she got to Lin Ze's side, she found that her husband was writing calligraphy, with a line of big characters: "The sound of the flute plays bitter."
But it's not a common font, but Liu Jin'er thinks it's very beautiful. Lin Ze writes in cursive. There was no such font in this era. She said softly: "Mr. sir, I've snatched it back. Don't neglect me. This woman is very nice." Yes, seeing her is like taking a breath of fresh air, it’s very healing.”
Lin Ze smiled and said: "No, Cai Wenji is a great support. She can recover her mana and health. She can't win without sanctions! But if I want to save her life, I have to give her up, right?"
"Ah? My husband, what are you talking about, saving her life?"
Lin Ze stood up, picked up Liu Jin'er, put him on his lap, and said, "Cai Wenji is the daughter of the writer Cai Yong. She is proficient in music and poetry. She married Wei Zhongdao in Hedong. After Wei Zhongdao died, she was scolded by her husband's family as a swindler. , desperate, this time he went to Luoyang to join his father Cai Yong."
Liu Jin'er said: "She returns home to fulfill her filial duty. Why does my husband want to stop her?"
"It won't work if we don't stop it. Dong Zhuo is in trouble in Luoyang. In a few days, Yuan Shao will send troops at Hulao Pass to drive Dong Zhuo to Chang'an. Cai Wenji is both talented and beautiful. She is too outstanding. When the Huns from the north take advantage of the situation, they will kill her. Stolen."
Liu Jin'er was surprised and said: "Ms. sir, there seems to be nothing in this world that you don't know about. Can you figure out what hasn't happened yet?"
Lin Ze smiled and said nothing, hugged Liu Jin'er and said softly: "In half a month, our army will set off to Hulao Pass to meet heroes from all walks of life."
Liu Jin'er nodded, but what she was thinking about was another thing. Cai Wenji was indeed talented and beautiful, but her husband was only fifteen, and Cai Wenji was already in her twenties and still remarried. She was not worthy of her husband.
It would be a pity to marry someone else. She felt that she had better leave it alone and let them take their own course. Now Xu Jiaojiao was her first target. Although this girl came from a humble background, she was worthy of her in both character and appearance. Mr. Xianggong.
The entire Yueyang Village is under Lin Ze's control. Even the air in this place belongs to him.
The people are hard-working and kind-hearted, and they have been since ancient times. They start working at dawn and work non-stop. The men's shoulders are tanned and very healthy.
They listened to Lin Ze's order to prevent fires in winter. They bundled all the withered grass and brought it home, and picked up all the dry branches that had fallen to the ground.
A paper-making family settled here, cutting bamboo on the mountain and producing bamboo rice paper, which opened Lin Ze's eyes.
Lin Ze also taught them how to make toilet paper. Otherwise, wiping their buttocks with bamboo slices would be too painful, and using cloth would be too wasteful. Toilet paper is a necessity in daily life.
Undeveloped land is a huge treasure, including wild onions, peppers, various medicinal materials, and various fruits. Lin Ze also discovered an open-pit coal mine and immediately ordered the soldiers to surround the place to protect anyone who dared to enter without authorization. , shoot without mercy.
Except for burning fertilizer on farmland, it is strictly prohibited for anyone to use open fires in the wild.
In addition to the eight hundred soldiers, Lin Ze asked the common people to elect official officials who were responsible for resolving disputes and issuing Lin Ze's top instructions to carry out these people's livelihood tasks. These officials were handed over to Uncle Xu for overall management.
Thinking that the day was almost over, Lin Ze trained the soldiers more intensively. He personally checked everyone's physical fitness and decided to give them a devil's week of training.
Eight hundred people, carrying thirty kilograms of armor and twenty kilograms of swords, guns and halberds, started training for fifteen kilometers. Their ears were filled with Lin Ze's curses: "It's too slow. The second aunt at the east end of the village is worse than You are running fast, at this speed, how can you win the fight and escape?"
"Xu Ziwu, who told you to run so fast? The people behind you are all your comrades and brothers. Do you want to abandon them and ignore them? Go and draw the bow a thousand times!"
After the physical training, Lin Ze continued to let them fight in melee, hone the three-by-three tactical formation, and then went into the mountains to practice assassination and sneak attacks.
We practice in teams. We are one team, and eight hundred of them are one team.
Lin Ze taught the formula of Huoxiang Zhengqi Water to the doctor in the village, and he led his disciples to deal with the soldiers who were tired and vomited.
Xu Ziwu and Ma Wu lay on the ground, weeping and wiping away tears. Xu Ziwu shouted: "Master is inhumane. How can he torment people like this? I am weak everywhere except for being able to stand upright."
Ma Wu smiled bitterly and said: "Brother, stop beeping, let the lord know, and let you draw the bow ten thousand times."
After the Devil's Week passed, the soldiers all underwent a qualitative transformation, and their energy and spirit were different.
With seven days left, Lin Ze asked them to have a good rest.
When Xu Jiaojiao didn't have to take care of Cai Wenji, she took the women in the village to make military rations. She kneaded it with yeast dough, sprinkled with chopped green onion and salt, continued to ball it up, opened it, and threw it on the heated lard. , this is simply a delicacy on earth.
Lin Ze had eaten their marching rations, which were just a pile of fried rice. It was unpalatable and had little nutrition. This scallion pancake was his original creation.
In addition, Lin Ze also strictly ordered everyone not to drink raw water. Everyone must prepare activated carbon, filter it and boil it before drinking. He can drink spring water but not well water, and he can drink well water but not river water.
These days, Cai Wenji is relatively boring. She finds that she is not in danger. No matter where she goes, there are maids greeting her with "Hello, Miss!" So, she walked in Fengming Garden with peace of mind when she suddenly saw a letter written by Lin Ze. poem.
"The rolling waters of the Yangtze River pass by, and the waves wash away the heroes. Right and wrong, success or failure are all gone. The green mountains are still there, and the sunset is red a few times. The white-haired fisherman on the river is used to watching the autumn moon and spring breeze. A pot of turbid wine happily meets. So many things in ancient and modern times. , all in a joke."
This poem stunned Cai Wenji. It is generous and tragic, and has endless meaning. It is soul-stirring to read, with a sense of the rise and fall of history, and the ups and downs of life. It reflects a noble sentiment and a broad mind.
Lin Ze doesn't look very old, so how could he be so broad-minded and write such tragic poems?
And his font is indeed official script, but the strokes tend to be a more beautiful font, unlike Zhangcao, real script, or running script. It has strong bones, every stroke is sharp, and has nobility.
Just like the person he is, he is not a reckless person who does all kinds of evil, but a talented person.
There were more than thirty girls in the room, but they never saw him having fun every night. Liu Jin'er was the only one who got his hair extension wife.
Cai Wenji went out and looked for Lin Ze in the crowd. He saw Lin Ze taking a break from busy work, holding a five-string pipa and singing to Liu Jin'er. Lin Ze didn't know how to play the pipa, but he knew everything about music. Lin Ze If you can play guitar, you can play this thing.
Liu Jin'er dragged her chin and looked at him with fascination. Even if this girl was killed with a knife now, she would die with a smile on her face.
Cai Wenji discovered that this young man Lang was really good-looking, with thick eyebrows and sharp eyes, and a straight bridge of his nose. If it weren't for the sharp edges on his cheeks, people would really think that he was a girl.
His tune is really special, and the lyrics are also special, "In my arms, in your eyes, where the spring breeze is intoxicating, where the green grass is..."
Cai Wenji's heart began to tremble. This lord named Lin Ze was so dazzling. Looking at the people passing by, they all respected him, feared him, and loved him very much. Oh my god, what kind of person was he?
From this moment on, Lin Ze's figure could no longer leave her eyes...
