Chapter 420 The real Qilin


    When Lu Yuan turned around, he saw Lu Zhaoyan''s complex expression. Feng Qingyun smiled faintly, patted Lu Zhaoyan''s chest and promised: "Don''t you just ask someone to come out? It''s on me."


    At this time, Lu Zhaoyan was not thinking about asking someone to come out.


    He knew that this kid did it on purpose.


    I deliberately made a miserable move in front of him.


    But even though I know he is selling miserable, I still care.


    It''s her flesh and blood...


    Lu Yuan raised his eyebrows and said, "I said, my newly recognized father, if you delay harder, we will not be able to catch up. I don''t care. If you really go into the mountain to find him, you are afraid that your weak body will not be able to bear it."


    Lu Zhaoyan glared at him.


    Lu Zhaoyan was not weak, but he was just a normal person who was **** by him all the way, vomiting and vomiting, and he would not be much better than himself.


    Seeing that Lu Zhaoyan did not answer, Lu Yuan sighed, "Okay, who told you to be my father? Just slow down, you''ll be slower. At worst, you''ll be able to carry you again."


    Lu Zhaoyan''s body shook and almost instinctively accelerated his pace.


    The two of them came to a ridge of the field. Looking south, they saw a cultivated paddy field, with a total of twenty acres, and more than half of it had been planted with seedlings.


    At this time, some farmers were still walking barefoot in the paddy fields with their trousers rolled up and planting rice seedlings, including men and women, old and young.


    At first glance, it is really hard to tell which one is the master they want to meet.


    Fortunately, Lu Zhaoyan brought the other person''s portrait.


    He took out the portrait and looked at the seedlings and found a figure in the paddy field in the westernmost paddy field.


    Although I was wearing a hat and couldn''t see my face clearly, the gourd hanging around my waist was exactly the same.


    "That old man with a wine gourd left on his waist?"


    Obviously, Lu Yuan also recognized the other party.


    Lu Zhaoyan said, "Don''t be rude, that''s Mr. Ziwu."


    Lu Yuan followed the good deeds: "Okay, you are your father, you have the final say."


    He looked at the old man who was planting rice seedlings in the field, "Dad, let''s rest on the ridge of the field first. I''ll go and meet Mr. Ziwu."


    He left after saying that, but Lu Zhaoyan couldn''t stop him.


    But he has not yet completely recovered from Lu Yuan''s "filial piety". Don''t vomit in front of Mr. Ziwu for a while, it''s better to take a break in place.


    His eyes chased Lu Yuan.


    For a moment, I couldn''t tell whether I wanted to see him or look at Mr. Ziwu.


    Lu Yuan walked to the ridge near Mr. Ziwu, and when he thought Lu Yuan would bow deeply to Mr. Ziwu, something unexpected happened.


    Lu Yuan took off his shoes and feet without saying a word, tied his hem to his waist, and rolled up his trousers high, so skillfully that he seemed to have done it countless times, he resolutely stepped into the paddy field.


    He took the seedlings on the side and started planting the seedlings.


    The old man didn''t care at first.


    He planted a seedling plant and Lu Yuan planted a plant.


    Gradually, he inserted one plant and Lu Yuan inserted two plants.


    When he was only halfway through his head, Lu Yuan had already reached the last row.


    That doesn''t count.


    Lu Yuan was planting rice seedlings in front, and then Lu Yuan performed an upside down rice seedling planting for him.


    The insert was so neat and pleasing to the eye.


    The old man finally couldn''t help it, so he stood up, frowned and looked at the young man who came out of nowhere to beat and was scrambling to plant rice with him.


    Lu Yuan’s clothes are luxurious, and he can be either rich or noble at first glance, but Lu Yuan’s technique of planting rice seedlings is more skillful than that of him, the old man.


    "Did Emperor Liang send you here?"


    The old man asked.


    Lu Yuan smiled and said, "I don''t know Emperor Liang. I came with my father. My father is so tired that I let him rest there."


    He said, pointing to Lu Zhaoyan not far away.


    Lu Zhaoyan stood up and gave a junior gift to the old man.


    The old man withdrew his gaze and continued to plant rice: "I don''t know where you are fighting, I heard the rumors. I am just an ordinary citizen. I have no ability except farming and working. You have found the wrong person."


    Lu Yuan grabbed another handful of seedlings. This time he was not in a hurry to plant the seedlings soon. He stood beside the old man and planted the seedlings slowly and carefully.


    He smiled and said, "Look at what you said, who is not an ordinary citizen? Take farming as an example. When to pull seedlings, when to plant seedlings, when to harvest rice... are all knowledge, and it is a great knowledge that cannot be learned from poetry and books, but it is truly beneficial to the country, the people and the people to help the people."


    The old man said, "Younger, let me be so clever. I am not the stupid disciple who can''t find Bei in just a few words."


    Lu Yuan never mentioned that it was the little shepherd boy who showed him the way, but how could he not guess as smart as an old man?


    Lu Yuan did not deny it, but asked, "Have anyone else fooled your stupid disciple before me and my father?"


    The old man paused: "Your Majesty."


    Lu Yuan: “…”


    That''s not my dear master, at most he is a wild master.


    Emperor Liang is also a wonderful person. At such an old age, will his conscience hurt if he fools a little shepherd boy?


    Mr. Ziwu is even more wonderful. He didn''t even report to his family. He had already guessed that his wild father was the crown prince of the dynasty.


    Lu Yuan''s eyes fell on the wine gourd on the old man''s waist: "You also love to drink. By chance, I have two jars of good knives in there."


    “Don’t drink.”


    The old man refused.


    Lu Yuan was not discouraged and continued to plant rice: "Look, my grandfather has come, my father and I have come too. They really admire Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr. Mr.


    The old man said, "I have said that I don''t have that great ability."


    Lu Yuan: "There are so many incompetent officials, and you are not the only one."


    The old man looked at him coldly.


    Lu Yuan''s face remained unchanged: "My younger generation means that you must not underestimate yourself and underestimate your ability."


    Old man: "..." Lu Yuan reminded: "Your seedlings are planted in a crooked way. At the age of age, why can''t you even plant seedlings well... And I said, the silkworms I raised at the age of seven are better than your apprentice. How did you teach me as a master? I heard that you are from Wushan. Is it so bad for people from Wushan to raise silkworms..."


    Lu Zhaoyan was not far away. He could see the two of them, but could not hear the two of them.


    He felt that Mr. Ziwu''s aura gradually became abnormal, his whole body was shaking, his eyes were chilly, as if he was enduring something.


    But the boy was obviously very polite and kept planting rice seedlings, and even took the seedlings from Mr. Ziwu''s hand and planted them.


    "Okay, okay, I''ll do it. You''re old and can''t do anything. I don''t even see what you planted rice seedlings."


    Lu Yuan muttered and took the seedlings over and planted them.


    If you should say it or not, the seedlings planted by Lu Yuan are indeed the neat and most beautiful in all paddy fields.


    Mr. Ziwu lived in seclusion for ten years and learned to plant rice. In the end, he lost to a fool, so he said he was angry!


    "Master! Master is not good!"


    An old lady in her fifties took small steps and rushed over from the ridge, "The cows from the big Niu family can''t be born! It''s almost impossible-"


    The old man lived in seclusion in the temple. The villagers thought he was practicing with his hair, so they respectfully called him Master.


    Anyone who has a headache or fever or a cow or chicken disease will go to the temple to find him.


    “Ouch—”


    The aunt walked too fast and tripped. Fortunately, she was near Lu Zhaoyan, and Lu Zhaoyan supported her in time.


    “Be careful.”


    Lu Zhaoyan whispered a reminder.


    “Hey, thank you…”


    The aunt was stunned when she saw Lu Zhaoyan''s handsome face that was not as handsome as a mortal.


    Lu Zhaoyan said slowly, "Auntie, please tell me slowly, where is the big bull and when did the bull start to grow?"


    "Ah..." The aunt came to her senses, smiled awkwardly, and pointed back, "Our village, the big bull has just gone up the mountain, and she is there, and she can''t walk anymore. She said she has been born one day."


    Lu Zhaoyan asked, "Auntie, is it the village at the foot of the mountain?"


    The aunt hurriedly said, "Yes! Ah, the carriage that passed by the village entrance this morning belonged to yours, right?"


    Lu Zhaoyan nodded.


    This is broken.


    Although it is easy to go down the mountain and it is difficult to go up the mountain, after all, there is such a long mountain road. I am afraid it will be dark in the village, and I don’t know if it will be too late.


    Lu Zhaoyan estimated the time.


    The silent wind should be almost at the top of the mountain.


    Let Mr. Ji Fengbei go down the mountain for a while, hoping that it will be too late.


    Lu Zhaoyan looked at Lu Yuan and signaled him to help his husband pack up his things and go to the hut to meet Ji Feng.


    Lu Yuan gave Lu Zhaoyan a look of understanding and carried the old man on his back.


    A premonition suddenly arose in Lu Zhaoyan''s heart.


    Sure enough, Lu Yuan held the old man''s legs with both hands, used his light skills, and disappeared without a trace in front of him.


    Lu Zhaoyan felt a hurricane blowing by and was stunned for a moment. He immediately reacted and his face changed: "That''s not the way down the mountain!"


    "Click—close—the road—”


    Lu Yuan jumped!


    Go down the mountain vertically!


    “Hao—”


    "Vomit-"


    “Wow—”


    Go down the mountain for a quarter of an hour and vomit for an hour.


    The cow from the big Niu family is born.


    Not the elderly deliver their babies.


    He was frightened by two crazy crazy men who were boasted, and one of them was shocked and the calf came out.


    "Are you better?"


    Lu Yuan handed the old man a bowl of water very considerately.


    The old man took it and took a sip, it was sweet.


    He asked strangely, "Why is there any sugar water?"


    Lu Yuan: "Oh, the cow has left over."


    Old man: “…”


    God knows how much effort it took him to resist the urge to push the brat''s head into the bowl.


    No killing, no killing.


    -


    On the other hand, Lu Qi finally climbed to the top of the mountain with Jifeng, and was told that Mr. Ziwu had gone down the mountain, so they had to go down the mountain.


    Lu Qi''s body shook, his legs were almost broken, and he didn''t even breathe, but told him that he had to go down the mountain again? Go down the mountain? !


    When the three of them arrived at the village at the foot of the mountain, it was completely dark.


    Lu Qi was carried into the house by Jifeng and sat on the small pony in the Niu family.


    "gentlemen."


    Lu Zhaoyan went to the backyard and bowed to the old man standing in the night.


    The old man held his hands behind his back, and looked at the stars rising one by one in a flash, forming a vast galaxy in the endless sky.


    Lu Yuan sat next to her, playing with the dogtail grass leisurely.


    The old man sighed: "Gou Chen Xingsu, it''s as bright as the sun, but I didn''t expect that Daliang did have a Qilin to protect the country. Your Highness brought all the Qilins, so I should come out of the mountain."


    Lu Zhaoyan''s expression paused


    The old man turned around and bowed to Lu Zhaoyan: "Ziwu, I wish to be loyal to Your Highness."


    Xiao Feizhang, do you still have monthly tickets? It’s the end of the month, I won’t waste it anymore, so I’ll vote!