romantic flower

() The people on the mountain don't know the prosperity outside the mountain. The Qingmu Village has received some refugees who are struggling to live nearby. All the people are contributing to the rebuilding of the Qingmu Village.New houses were built, and some land was reclaimed in addition to the wasteland originally reclaimed by Qingmu Village. Because it was autumn, the grain and vegetables in some of the remaining fields in Qingmu Village were harvested, and everyone harvested the millet. As a reserve for this winter.

Under Song Yi's plan, Qingmu Village built a watchtower to guard against officers and soldiers and counterattack bandits.Then after all the houses were built, the houses and food were distributed to everyone.The most important thing is that Song Yi apportioned the fields currently owned by Qingmu Village to all the villagers for cultivation according to their heads, and each person handed over one-tenth of the harvest in the first year as a grain reserve. What's more, it can be used to rescue when the harvest is not good or when someone encounters difficulties.

Everyone agrees with this approach. Although some of these people used to live well at home, most of them don't even own the land they plant. They work hard every year for a year, and the harvest is only Enough for a tiger's mouth.Song Yi's methods made everyone a little overjoyed.

Song Yi didn't regard this place as a mountain of bandits, nor did he want to enslave them because he was the benefactor of these people. He just used the superficial knowledge he knew in his previous life to treat this Qingmu Village as an ordinary place. village to govern.

In addition to these, Song Yi also asked the villagers who don't need to be too busy this autumn to start training some simple fighting skills.He didn't understand it himself, but Niu Erhu understood a little bit, Fuyao also taught him a little bit, and the villagers learned it very seriously, because they somehow knew that although their current life looked hopeful, it was after all occupying a den of bandits. In addition to guarding against bandits, it is also necessary to guard against the rumors that the people in the government want to come and destroy this kind of life.

Many things are actually very simple and can make a group of people live a happy life, but because there is no min zhu and free you in this era, too many things are under the feudal system, so this mountain is not available to most people. Knowing the situation, it has become a paradise for a small number of people!

Because of this, Song Yi was highly respected by Niu Erhu and all the village names, and became a figure in Qingmu Village like a real but unknown village owner.

The Qingmu village is full of vitality, the idle villagers are practicing their fists and kicks, and some are diligently planting some autumn and winter crops in their fields.

Because Song Yi's body is injured, he doesn't need to work. Although Fuyao is not injured, she is a somewhat detached existence in this cottage. No one will deliberately restrain her whether she does work or not, but Fuyao falls down on her own. Instead, I felt a little uncomfortable.

In the past few days, Fuyao has always watched Song Yi wandering aimlessly on the mountain alone, and couldn't help being bored, so he ran to him and asked, "You seem to be looking for something. In this way, wouldn't there be something strange?"

"Hush!" Song Yi stretched out a finger to his mouth, and looked around with a strange expression.

"What? It's so mysterious..." Fuyao stared at her pair of pure eyes, confused.

"I'm looking for treasure!" Song Yi had a weird but serious look on his face.

Fuyao stared at Song Yi suspiciously and said, "Don't you think that group of mobs are still hiding treasures on this mountain? It's ridiculous!"

"I don't know if there is any treasure, but after the Qingmu Village was breached, none of the fleeing bandits left with soft, yellow and white items. Even if the entire Qingmu Village doesn't have a lot of wealth, it's impossible for them to have no granaries. The ones planted on the mountain... are far from enough for a Qingmu village to support this land for so long without breaking up!" Song Yi analyzed seriously.

"Huh? It seems that what you said is also reasonable... Could there really be a treasure? Then I will look for it with you!" Fuyao's eyes lit up immediately, with an excited expression.

"Okay...but I told you in advance that the bandits might not have hidden their warehouse on this mountain, because they were planning to abandon this stronghold and flee into the mountains when they were surrounded by officers and soldiers at any time. !” Song Yi said solemnly.

Fuyao, who had just risen, suddenly collapsed after being shocked by Song Yi's words, and Song Yi gave Song Yi an angry look and said, "Well, I still decided not to search with you, Just let me know when you find it!"

After finishing speaking, Fuyao bounced away from Song Yi's face lightly, and walked towards other places.

After a while, Song Yi also stopped looking, and saw that Fuyao was playing with a flying sword against a big tree in the distance. On the trunk of the big tree, there was a small piece of wood wrapped in cloth strips the size of a thumb.Song Yi saw that Fuyao kept throwing the flying sword out of his hand and taking it back, every time he clicked until the tip of the sword touched the surface of the small wooden block and then retracted, repeating over and over again this action.At first, Song Yi was surprised to see it, but later on, he gradually felt a little boring!

"Hey! Shall I discuss something with you?" Song Yi said suddenly.

"Say!" Fuyao continued to repeat his actions without moving.

"I heard that the most famous heroes in the Jianghu have very prestigious names. I think you should also have a cool nickname." Song Yi said seriously.

Fuyao took the flying sword back into his hand, then turned his head to look at Song Yi, and said with a thoughtful expression on his face, "That's right...it's just that I can't think of a cool nickname yet, have you thought of it? ?” How about <Thirty Niang’? "Song Yi said with a serious expression.

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A violent sword wind passed by Song Yi's ear, and then Song Yi saw the flying sword in the girl's hand go back and forth.

Turning his head, a strand of hair fluttered and fell down.

Fuyao snorted coldly with an indignant face, "Cut...such an old-fashioned title, I'm still so young, okay!"

Song Yi secretly broke out in cold sweat, patted his chest and said, "Don't worry! Don't all famous heroes have a strange style? Your flying sword is so powerful, I still honor your title It comes with a special opening line... If you use it together, you will definitely become popular..."

"Red?" A trace of confusion rose in Fuyao's eyes.

"Uh...that means he will definitely be very famous, which means famous all over the world!" Song Yi explained.

"What's the opening line, let's hear it!" Fu Yao said to Song Yi indifferently.

"Look...every time you meet a bad person, you throw a copper coin on another person's head, and you shout, 'Where the peach blossoms pass, no grass will grow, and the money will fall on the head, and the head will not be safe'...and if the money on that person's head falls to the ground Now, you just... click! If you continue like this, you will definitely become famous!" Song Yi said seriously, but the expression on his face couldn't help but become a little weird. <The title of Thirty Mother, absolutely not, it's too old! "Fuyao recited, then shook his head abruptly and firmly refused.

"Does your master have a title?" Song Yi asked.

"Yes! Outsiders call my master the master of Chuanjianzhai." Fuyao said while looking towards him.

"Then how about this, you can call 'Jianzhai Xiaozhu', anyway, you will be the master of Chuanjianzhai in the future, so let's call you 'Little Master' now!" Song Yi's eyes flashed.

"Master Chuanjianzhai... um! This is good, that's good! I'll be like this from now on... By the way, what was that sentence about peach blossoms? Say it again, I didn't remember it!" Fuyao's expression suddenly changed became happy in between.

Song Yi repeated it again, and then Fuyao repeated it several times, and then suddenly dropped a copper coin on top of Song Yi's head.

Song Yi burst into sweat instantly...

"Okay, I taught you such a cool appearance and a title, you should teach me something!" Song Yi said, staring at Fuyao's delicate face with twinkling eyes.

"What can I teach you?" Fuyao said casually, playing with a copper coin in his hand.

"How about teaching me the flying sword?" Song Yi asked expectantly.

"No way! Don't even think about it, don't say that my master forbids me to teach outsiders, even if I am willing to teach, you can't learn it!" Fuyao looked at Song Yi with contempt.

"Why? I think you're having a good time! Throw it out like this...and then pull it back like this!" Song Yi said relaxedly, gesturing to Fuyao's front movements.

"You don't understand, my unique skill looks easy, but in fact, I have to practice two levels to hurt people!" Fuyao said solemnly.

"Which two realms?" Song Yi asked puzzled.

"Hold the weight as lightly as possible!" Fuyao said earnestly, "When the dagger flies out and returns, it lifts the weight as lightly as possible, paying attention to its lightness and cunning; but for the flying sword to hurt people, it must be handled as lightly as possible." , if you are not very proficient in training, you will be easily defeated by the enemy!"

"Oh...that's how it is!" Song Yi drooped immediately after hearing Fuyao's words, as if he had seen similar theories in his previous life, and it seemed that there was no way for him to covet this flying sword skill .

Fuyao looked at Song Yi's dejected expression with his head drooping, his eyes flickered slightly, and then he raised his voice and said, "Don't count on this flying sword, but... I can teach you a sneak attack Throwing knife skills, the kind that you don't need to take back when you throw it out, it's very suitable for you!"

Song Yi's eyes lit up immediately, and he raised his head and asked Fuyao excitedly, "Flying knife?"

"En!" Fuyao nodded, not understanding why Song Yi's expression was so excited as if he was about to learn peerless martial arts!

Throwing knife?Xiao Li Tanhua?I am so bullish! ! !How could Fuyao guess it? Song Yi, who was in a daze, was full of excitement thinking about these thoughts at the moment!