Jiangmen's direct daughter is busy farming

Chapter 1
In the 21st year of Xuanji in the Xi Dynasty, autumn.

In the mist and rain, overlooking the thousand barren mountains, it is like a dream, with a little bit of green hidden among the high mountains, like a naughty child deliberately playing tricks, unwilling to welcome the arrival of late autumn.

"Miss, your body is just right, so don't catch the cold anymore!" Leng Shuang, the little girl with double buns and a coarse cloth, walked lightly behind the girl by the window with a somewhat worn singlet in her hand, and said with a little worry. .

Jingyue turned her head and smiled at her, reached out to take the unlined garment, and put it on unnaturally.

In fact, she was not so weak before the wind blows. After becoming a general, she was raised by her grandfather as a boy since she was a child. Whether it is military quality or combat ability, she can compare with a top special soldier.

It's a pity that she doesn't like green clothes but red clothes, maybe it's because of her personality!
"Yue'er, what's wrong with you today?" A middle-aged woman walked in through the door. She was pale and haggard, but there was a strong and happy feeling in her bones, "Mother made you a bowl of hot porridge. Hurry up and drink!"

"Mother, I'm fine now! How's grandfather doing?" Jingyue took two quick steps, and helped her mother Su in this life to sit down by the bed.

Su sighed softly, looking at her daughter Qingming's worried eyes, she was overjoyed again.It has been many years, and my daughter has never looked at people like she does now, and the Bodhisattva blesses her, it really is a blessing in disguise.

However, the houses in this small village in the courtyard under the Thousand Barren Mountains are all dilapidated. Except for the main house where the father-in-law Song lives, which has a living room and a study room, the rest of the people live in only simple furniture with a table, a chair and a bed.

The sons and misses of the Song family are all the best among the people, and they are handsome and handsome. Even though their youngest daughter is known as a fool, she has never wronged her.

Nowadays, the noble son and young master have to live in a temporary wooden house with his brothers, and have to go to the fields to farm and go to the mountains to cut firewood every day.She didn't know how bitter she was as a mother. Fortunately, God was not too ruthless and gave herself a healthy daughter.

"mother?"

"Ah, it's okay! Mother is just happy! Mother's Yue'er is finally healed. Mother is just afraid that all this is a dream. When she wakes up from the dream, Yue'er will be the same as before!" Su Shi took Jingyue's hand Said leisurely.

Jingyue understands the worry in Su's heart. According to Leng Yu, a maid who can't hide her thoughts, before the age of five, she was a smart and lovely concubine, and she was deeply loved by her family.But I don't know when she started, she became stupid, and she didn't get better until seven days ago.

better?Of course not, the original Song Jia Jingyue couldn't stand the torment of the illness, and died.Now, this 12-year-old skin has lived in a powerful soul, which is strong enough to withstand the wind and rain and resist all pain.

After finishing the hot porridge and seeing off her mother, Su Shi, Jingyue lay back on the bed to rest under the service of her maid Lengshuang.Closing her eyes, Jingyue once again recalled how she had transmigrated into this other world.

In the early autumn of [-], the sky in Beijing was covered by thick smog. Many people ridiculed that as soon as they entered the heart of China, they had to wear a gas mask, otherwise they would either be blocked or poisoned to death.

Jingyue was entrusted by her friend Lin Rui to pick up his daughter from the kindergarten.Unexpectedly, not long after he arrived at the kindergarten, a man in his 30s who looked honest and honest, with a sharp knife in his hand, would chop anyone he saw.

A terrified scream sounded instantly, and Jingyue rushed forward, subduing the man in two or three strokes.But she just didn't pay attention to what was behind her, and she didn't expect that there was another crazy person who would shoot at her.

Enduring the severe pain, he knocked out the man under him, and then exhausted his last ounce of strength to subdue the criminal who wasn't particularly good at marksmanship.In the end, she fell straight in the vast haze.

When she woke up again, her world was turned upside down and her world changed.It's just that when she closes her eyes and opens her eyes, she becomes the queen of Xi Dynasty's guilty minister—12-year-old Song Jingyue.

The lives of the two worlds are the same but different.The same is the descendant of the general family, but in the previous life, the family members were high-ranking officials, but in this life they were punished to barren hills; in the previous life, both parents died, and they lived under the fence, and in this life, both parents are present, and there is an elder brother;

In the previous life, the cruelty and ruthlessness of those so-called her blood relatives made her unwilling to get involved in fame and fortune, and would rather live in the countryside.But in this life, even in just seven days, she has experienced the inseparable family affection.Hu, it's sure!
While Jingyue was lying on the bed, thinking about everything, in a room less than a hundred meters away from where she lived, Song Houde, the old man of the Song family, the former commander of the armed forces, was sitting on a chair in the main room with a heavy face. Sun's blows and the torture of the prison did not make the generalissimo who used to be all-powerful on the battlefield wilt and thin.On the contrary, his eyes were bright, and the muscles on his body from martial arts training were still tense.

"Do you still remember the words given by Master Kongyun back then?" Song Houde glanced at the four sons sitting on both sides of the room, and the three loyal subordinates who were like family members - Song Quan, Song Fu and Song Forest.

The burly, tall and upright former general of the Northern Army Song Zhanyuan said, "Remember! 'The tiger falls into the barren mountains and hides, the jade beads are covered with dust. Seven years of chaotic days, once the moon town is bright.'Father, have you figured out the mystery?"

"Tell me!" Song Houde gave his youngest son Song Zhanming a reluctant look. If this brat hadn't mentioned it today, he would have almost forgotten it.

When he returned to his hometown to worship his ancestors, he happened to meet Master Kongyun, an eminent monk who traveled all over the world, in this thousand barren mountains. Before he left, Master Kongyun gave him four proverbs. Know.Six months ago, Grandmaster Kongyun passed away, and he was being imprisoned in the prison at that time, and he did not see the master for the last time.

Song Zhanming, who was sitting at the bottom of Song Zhanyuan's head, was used to being a fool, and he could restrain himself only under the pressure of his old man.

Now, seeing his father and brothers looking at him eagerly, he feels inexplicably proud.Can he say that he is just guessing?
"These few words Master Kongyun said might not be able to be understood in the past, but now that Jingyue has suddenly healed, it's different." Song Zhanming was a little tricked.

When Song Zhanyuan heard his daughter's name, he looked at his sixth younger brother Song Zhanming with some puzzlement. What did Master Kongyun's words have to do with his daughter?
"Say it straight!" Mr. Song glanced at his younger son angrily.

Song Zhanming laughed, fake coughed and said, "It's very simple! You see, the first sentence is 'a tiger falls into a barren mountain and hides'. The men of our Song family are generals in the eyes of others. Of course, the old man—uh , No, it’s Father, you’re an old man, you’re just a majestic and majestic tiger. The ‘barren mountain’ naturally refers to the thousand barren hills in front of us, aren’t we being framed and fallen into the thousand barren hills now?”

(End of this chapter)