A small gallop, a big dream. When the four friends saw the small carriage transporting goods from Xunshan to Mangmanzhiye, the southern ponies running on the gallop held their heads high and passed by the friends. In front of them, they looked like a front view of a horse trampling a flying swallow, twisting its tongue and spraying water, bringing up a cloud of dust, making them cough continuously.
"What is this?"
The elephant's eyes were wide open and he covered his mouth.
When we arrived in the south, although the land was still vast and sparsely populated, the environment was still primitive, and there were still no decent big cities or trade markets, the friends saw a lot of novel things that they had never seen before.
This kind of Chi Dao has never been seen in the Central Plains and Dongyi.
There was no one accompanying them, but tribes could be seen coming and going along the way. On the edge of Chidao, where they were walking now was a flat road that had been repaired. The compacted land was obviously a little higher than the surrounding plains. In this mountainous wilderness space, leading to unknown distances.
"Ye Lao, what is that?"
It's like catching an old man passing by. There are many tribes near the Xunshan clan, living in the Wild Moss, and the old man passing by is a tribe in the Wild Moss, called the Black Tail clan. Black Tail is the name of a beast. This This beast looks a bit like a deer, but has a large and black tail.
The old man of the Kuroo family said: "That's Chidao. Haven't you young people seen the world? Wasn't this built during the Sanmiao campaign last year? Didn't you participate in the war?"
"Take three seedlings?"
The four friends were a little confused.
"Sanmiao? Isn't that the legendary powerful tribal alliance?"
"When did Nanfang fight Sanmiao?"
Several of the friends are from farts, and among them the only one with a higher status is Xiong Tao. His father is a middle-level manager in the tribe, that is, Tao Zheng of the Kongsang clan. As for Xi Zhong, regardless of whether he is the Xue clan He is a member of the tribe, but his father's status is that of an ordinary tribe member. He once served as Beizheng but was dismissed due to poor management, so he doesn't understand anything about attacking the south.
And Mr. Xue didn’t go either, because at first Di Fangxun thought that the mountain roads in the south were rugged, and although log carts had long been popular, they probably wouldn’t be useful in the south, so everyone should run faster with their legs. .
"Well, you're not from the South?"
At this time, the old man finally understood that these young people did not have a southern accent, but an accent from the Central Plains. People's ears just don't work well when they are old. After learning about the identities of some of his friends, Ye Lao was very touched. Patted them on the shoulder.
"The south has changed, and life is much better now. Chidao was built when Sanmiao attacked us last year, and was later used by soldiers from the Central Plains, Dongyi, and Baiyue to transport supplies."
"Now, the great wizard is preparing to have more of this road built."
Just as he was talking, a southern pony pulled goods on the gallop on the side of the road. From the perspective of the entire south, this gallop was indeed a bit short.
"At that time, the tall Chongyong Fortress was built to resist Sanmiao's invasion, so they were blocked at the Xiushui checkpoint in the mountains of Datang. Sanmiao's body blocked the river, and blood filled the cliffs and the sky. , the heroes of Sanmiao drove Bi Fang to turn into fire from heaven, and drove Shang Yang to create floods..."
The old man spoke vividly about the battle situation at that time, and the four little friends heard stars in their eyes. Xiong Tao felt his mother's passion, and kept asking questions.
"So, you also went into battle yourself! It's amazing that you are so old and you actually killed Sanmiao's warriors!"
"No, I didn't go, I heard what others said."
The old man replied calmly, but Xiong Tao's newly rising enthusiasm was as if cold water had been poured on him.
Co-author We have been here for a long time, listening to your stories!
"You young people, although I didn't go into battle, I also learned from people who went to the battlefield. The one who finally hindered Shang Yang and temporarily stopped the flood was the Akagata clan who proposed to build the dam. Their credit for the dam , It’s just a pity. I heard that the dam was originally used to flood the three seedlings, but I didn’t expect that the other party would bring Shang Yang here, and I heard that the other party also had a rain master at that time..."
You can imagine how serious the situation is, and several friends suddenly became serious again.
"You want to go to Nanqiu Chifang clan to learn crafts? Coming from afar, you are really discerning!"
"The technology they have there is really awesome! Life has become better in the past two years, all because of their efforts, including plows, columbuses, compost composting, windlass for drawing well water, small carts, field ridge division, plants With the cultivation... this tribe, after coming from afar, can flourish again, it is true that it has some abilities."
"Between the mountains and the sea, only the strong can stand for a long time, be tenacious and unyielding, and fight against the heaven and the earth..."
Really, is it really that cool?
Hearing Ye Lao praise the Chifang clan so vigorously, the friends began to look forward to the future.
And Ye Lao felt that these friends were very attached to each other after listening to his bullshit for so long, so he groped around in his arms and took out a secret book, saying that these friends would be surprised to see your bones, and you will be born to be noble in the future. It will definitely become a great tool. I have a Tathagata Palm here...
"I have a fragment of the 'Rural Work Manual' here. There are three wooden slips in total, wrapped with fine linen. They are written on one of the first volumes, 'The Functions of the Twenty-Four Solar Terms'..."
There are three big wooden signs, which write things to do during the summer solstice. The first wooden sign has new characters, the second has pictures and texts, and the third has a comparison of Cangjie characters.
After bidding farewell to the enthusiastic Ye Lao with confused expressions, the friends began to study the slip. However, after reading only a few paragraphs, Xiong Tao, who was holding the thing, began to shake his hands.
Shake, shake....
"Stop shaking, you are sick!"
Xu'er scolded him, and Xiong Tao turned into a fool and replied excitedly: "I'm sick! Oh no, I'm not sick!"
"This, this, this is good, this is good!"
"Look, if you don't read Jane, you'll be like this. You won't even be able to speak complete sentences, and you'll just..."
Xu'er despised Xiong Tao. After all, his father was also Tao Zheng of the Kongsang clan, and his status was not low. But why was this guy not even as educated as himself?
Xuer immediately felt a sense of superiority.
"Take this back to me...my house, up here..."
"Okay, okay, you can't speak clearly, but we can understand!"
"I can't understand."
The elephant raised his hand at the right time.
As for your grandma, Xuer has traveled to many places and read many texts. Xiongtao has a high background and can understand it, but what about you?
Xiang senses the deep malice coming from lower-level culture.
But Xu'er gave Xiang a strange look.
"Isn't there a picture and text on every slip here? Isn't this the calligraphy of Cangjie?"
Just like there are Chinese translations next to English words.
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Xu'er glanced at Xiang in surprise.
"Is your family still knotting ropes?"
