Qingji and the Song Dynasty returned to the dock with Mi Zixuan, who was almost alive, and the Song Dynasty went to the emperor's hill, and Qingji led the convoy to Aicheng, and the convoy went to a Ji Sun Xiaoman, and there was an additional Wei Dafu Mi Zixuan.
Mizi's surname is Mi Mingxuan, because he was a young man, he was an official doctor, and he was called Mizi at the time.
It's just that this young man has been pampered since he was a child, and he only has fine skin and tender meat, and he has no talent.
When Qingji was in Aicheng, he knew that the reason why Mi Zixuan was able to get the position of doctor was because he was favored by the good manly Weihou Ji Yuan, in the final analysis, he was just a child.
Walking with him, Qingji was quite uncomfortable.
But Qingji is now begging for Weiguo, and the person who can save Weihou Ji Yuan's favor will help him to get closer to Weihou, so Qingji is also interested in accepting him.
Mi Zixuan returned from a visit to Qi this time, because to the east of Weiguo, across the Yellow River, it is adjacent to the three kingdoms of Qi, Qi and Song, among which Qi is the most powerful.
A few years ago, it was said that the five ethnic groups of the Qi State were punished, and the political situation was turbulent.
As a neighboring country, Wei Guo attached great importance to the changes in the political situation in Qi State, so he sent envoys to Qi State to investigate the situation.
It is an honor to go on a trip, and it is easy to come by.
Wei Hou knew that he promoted Mi Zixuan, and the people of the country had a lot of discussions, so he handed over this good errand to him.
When he came back from Qi, he wanted to take this opportunity to go home to visit his mother first, so he was separated from his envoys at the crossing of the Yellow River, and the brigade continued to go south along the river and returned directly to Diqiu, while he brought his relatives ashore and returned to his own fiefdom first, not wanting to have something happen to him.
The Mijia Caiyi is in Gancheng, not far from Aicheng, Qingji took him to Aicheng with him, and then sent someone to his home to deliver the news, so that people could pick him up.
Because of the love of the same surname between Mi Zixuan and Wei Linggong, Qingji felt very awkward at the beginning of his walk with him, but after a few contacts, he found that Mi Zixuan was just an introverted and shy handsome young man with a good face, and his surname was innocent and had little heart, although he was the male pet of Weihou, he did not have the cowardly posture of a man and a woman, and he was not annoying.
At that time, scholars and doctors admired male style, and even sang about it.
The people of the time were not ashamed of this, the husband was a prostitute to others, the wife would not disdain, and the officials would serve the officials in this way, and they would not be looked down upon by the world.
Even the first saint Kongqiu, who was rumored to be the first saint in the ages, was also tolerant of this kind of thing.
Two years ago, there was a war between Lu and Qi because of the border dispute, a prince of Lu and his subordinate Wang Qi were good with the same surname, and the two died on the battlefield, because Wang Qi was young, the people wanted to bury him with a funeral ceremony, Kong Qiu made a statement on this, thinking that he died for the country and should be reburied with the rite of sincerity and benevolence, and did not have the slightest disdain because of his identity as a child.
Because of such a relaxed environment, people with the same surname will not distort their surnames, and they get along with other men as well, and after getting along with Mi Zixuan for a long time, they find that this son has a good heart and a good surname, but he is a person with a surname.
Qingji also went to heart disease and became a very good friend with him.
During this period, Qingji asked him who he knew about the assassination, and Mi Zibian frowned, looking pitiful, sloppy, upside down, and said for a long time without any coherence.
Looking at his appearance, although he is a doctor, he is very slow about the affairs of the court, and he is even more simple-minded, and he is clearly a young man who has offended anyone and is ignorant of whomever he has in the way.
Mi Zixuan said for a long time without a clue, but it aroused a full of grievances, and the handsome face that was as white as snow and tender as condensed fat hung two lines of crystal teardrops, and she burst into tears, and sobbed: "I have pity on Weihou, and I have to worship the doctor."
But he has always been kind to others, and he has never had a grudge against others, but now the disaster has reached his body without realizing it, if it were not for the help of the son, there would be no time for this person in the world.
Have mercy on my widowed mother, and you will be lonely.
Thinking of this, Mi Xuan's heart is in turmoil, the future is so dangerous, and Mi Xuan can't retreat, what should I do?"
The more he spoke, the more sad he became, his legs curled up, his face buried in his knees, his shoulders shrugged, and he sobbed and cried, Qingji was crying by this beautiful young man's eyes straightened, and it was the first time he had seen a man with such a touching surname, and he could be full of sorrow when he fell into the rain and rained, so that people didn't know where to start.
The front has approached the boundary of Aicheng, Qingji returned to this place, the mood is extremely excited, as soon as he enters the territory of Aicheng, he opened the sedan curtain and enjoyed the autumn scenery outside the car.
Go forward again, there are patches of fields, it is the autumn harvest season at this time, the fields are mulberry hemp tea peppers, millet sorghum, at a glance, a harvest scene.
Weiguo is a country that adheres to the well field system and refuses to change, if it only relies on agriculture, the country has long been weakened, but Weiguo is located in the transportation arteries of various countries, and the Weiren have many merchants, which is enough to make up for the shortcomings, so Weiguo is very rich.
And Aicheng because of the allocation to Qingji management, Qingji here is a great farm, self-sufficient, opened up a lot of new fields, fertile fields, thousands of miles of fertile fields, planting agricultural quilts, is also enough to be self-sufficient.
Mi Zixuan stood at the front of the car, happily looked at the undulating patches of golden corn, looked back and smiled: "Childe, your fertile fields in Aicheng are prosperous everywhere, and this piece of extremely inexhaustible crops, Zixuan has never seen it." ” Because he knew that he was Dr.
Wei, Qingji revealed his identity to him after the two went on the road, and it was Mi Zixuan who knew his true identity.
Qingji couldn't suppress the excitement in his heart, and replied with a smile: "Yes, only the green mountains are dry and dead bamboo, and there is no drought and dead millet in the field."
This millet is drought tolerant, less pest-resistant, and has a delicious taste, and it is one of the most grown crops in Ai City.
Hehe, this year is beautiful, it seems to be a bumper harvest. ” He bent down, walked out of the carriage, and stood side by side with Yakotsu at the front of the car, looking at the harvest scene on both sides.
As far as the eye can see, there are patches of farmland, and in the fields, many strong men are harvesting, and they are working hard in the fields with their bare tanned and red backbones.
There were carts pulled by oxen parked in the fields, and the cut grain was bundled, and the strong men put the grain on the cart.
Some of the carts were already piled up with grain, so they picked up the bundles of grain with wooden and iron forks and threw them on the carts with their arms.
Some carts loaded with grain were tied with ropes and were being transported to the city.
A cart full of grain staggered by, and the sorghum on the cart was as high as a hill, and Qingji easily pulled out a sorghum tassel from the car, and weighed its weight, with a satisfied smile on his face.
Ai City is not big, the low rammed earth city wall has weathered cracks, at the city gate, vehicles are in and out, there are soldiers guarding there, and the people who enter must check their identities, Qing Ji nodded secretly: Jing Lin's surname is calm, and his heart is as careful as a hair, and it is really suitable for these affairs, and this Ai City is well organized by him.
When the car arrived at the city gate, Qingji pulled Miko into the car and lowered the curtain.
When he sent Liang Huzi back to Aicheng, he asked him to temporarily replace his identity as a stand-in, and at this time, he didn't know what the details of the city were, and if he appeared rashly and was seen by the soldiers who knew him well, he would inevitably explain it.
Qingji's personal soldiers showed their identities, and the soldiers guarding the city checked their waist cards, so they let them enter the city, followed by a long line of salt carts.
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As soon as he entered the city gate, he heard the sound of "clanging bell" hitting the forging, Qingji gently lifted a corner of the curtain, only to see that this city is different from ordinary cities, because now all his troops are stationed here, there are few local residents, and the city has almost been transformed into a barracks.
Everywhere you look, there is a canopy, under which many blacksmiths are bare-chested, wielding sledgehammers, casting weapons in the canopy.
Aicheng does not produce copper and iron, and weapons are mostly purchased, but there must be craftsmen who repair weapons in the army, and sometimes they also buy hardware to forge themselves to save military needs.
Further on, there are patches of flattened land, and there are soldiers who carry bundles of grain to the field, or threshing them, or dragging stones to roll them, and put bamboo mats next to them, and finally use wooden planks and shovels to shovel up the grain to the wind, and use the wind to separate the dust and chaff from the grain.
Further on, there are warehouses, there are those who store grain, there are those who store leather goods and mountain treasures, follow the customs of the villagers, guard people and do business, Qing Ji recruits troops here to raise the army, and also picks the soldiers who are clever and good at management to do some business to earn property.
On the other side, a separate area was carved out, surrounded by living water, and connected only by a wooden bridge, which was guarded by soldiers.
I saw some drying racks in the open space opposite, and many women's clothes were drying.
This is where the women in the army are, and the camp records here are recruited from the nearby cities, most of them have been engaged in the leather and meat business for many years, and now the half-aged who are not patronized by the decaying flesh are very rare in looking for beauty, but the price is fair, and it is very popular with the soldiers.
In this army, the needs of the soldiers must be solved, but they must not be allowed to be dragged into women's sex, or even beaten and fought because of jealousy, and must be guarded.
Continuing on, there is a very large mansion, although there are no carved beams and painted buildings in the courtyard, but there are many houses.
When the car arrived at the door, a soldier entered to report, and after a while, the footsteps sounded, and the wind swept out like a fierce wind, shouting: "Where is the childe?"
Qingji suppressed the excitement in his heart, and scolded with a smile: "Two fools, staring at a pair of bull's eyes, can't you see such a big pestle as your son-in-law here?"
"Childe, you're back" The two brothers rushed forward, one hugged one foot, and cried with joy.
Miko stared at them with wide eyes and curiosity.
Qingji cried and laughed: "Let go of my legs, I'm standing here so alive, what are you crying about." ” "Oh, Childe, get out of the car."
Ah Qiu Zaiqiu wiped his tears when he heard this, and hurriedly put down the pedal for him, Qingji jumped off the ground, stood still, and said with a smile: "I'm not powerless, what else do I put on the pedal."
Zixuan, let you see a smile. ” Seeing Mizi's beautiful appearance, Ah Qiu was surprised and said: "Yes, has the son changed his taste, is this person a man or a woman?"
When Mi Zixuan heard that his white face burned suddenly, he glared at Ah Qiu fiercely, but he was naturally handsome, this stare was not majestic at all, but it was like a girl's coquettishness.
Qingji twitched the back of Ah Qiu's neck, and scolded with a smile: "Get out of the way, this is Master Wei Dafu Mizi, why is he so rude."
Zixuan, please get out of the car, and rest in my house, and I will send someone to your house to deliver the news. ” "Thank you, Childe", Mi Zixuan was embarrassed by Ah Qiu Zaiqiu's two pairs of big eyes, and got out of the car in a daze, looking a little embarrassed.
Ah Qiu Zaiqiu is a pair of bastards, I heard that this handsome young man is the famous Wei Hou Huan, and he is curious to see him as a rare thing, and he doesn't care about his face.
Looking at this young man carefully, if he was dressed in women's clothes, he was actually very handsome than many women, and the two couldn't help but nod their heads again and again.
Suddenly I thought, I don't know why my son-in-law walked with him, whether he also liked this young man, although he was handsome, but unfortunately he couldn't get pregnant, if the son liked him, his little lord would be gone for a while, and he couldn't help but shake his head again and again.
Qingji didn't know what the two of them were thinking, he took Mi Zi and got out of the car, turned his head and asked Ah Qiu, who was looking at Mi Zi Xuan's stupid hair, "Jing Lin and Liang Huzi, they are not in the mansion" "Childe, humble here" A voice suddenly came from behind him, his voice trembled slightly, and Qingji Huo Ran looked back, only to see Jing Lin standing at the bottom of the stairs, with a thin face, tears in his eyes, and his lips trembling slightly.
"Jing Lin has seen Gongzi, congratulations on Gongzi's return to my Aicheng" Jing Lin took three steps forward, threw off his robe, knelt on one knee, hugged his fists over the top, and solemnly gave him a military salute.
Qingji hurriedly stepped forward to help, holding his elbow with both hands, his nose was sore, and his eyes were a little moist.
To be continued: