Chapter 21 The 19th Round of Immigration and Development in Northern Xinjiang

Forging a sword into a hoe, resting and recuperating. From ancient times to the present, immigration and land reclamation have been the most effective way to achieve national integration.The orphan girl of the Xiongnu made a living by hunting, but she missed her relatives and homeland, and hoped that one day she could live a stable life like the Qin people.It was mid-winter when the immigrant arrived, and Meng Tian was concerned about the immigrant thousands of miles away, and wished he could warm up thousands of families with his blood.As a small family, Meng Tian learned more about people's leisure.

In the northern borderlands, the flames of the beacons were all over the place, and General Meng Tian, ​​who was on his horse, was ordered to attack the Xiongnu in the north and recover the Henan land, and the war in the northern borders came to an end.This frontier land was defended by the soldiers of the Qin army riding horses and holding swords with loyalty and life. General Meng Tian has reported to the imperial court and started to implement the great cause of forging swords into hoes and garrisoning the frontier.The affairs of the entire northern Xinjiang thus shifted to strive for early immigration, reclamation, development and construction; and to realize the establishment of government offices and government offices, so that the imperial court's decrees can set an example for the border courts.For this reason, various affairs are becoming more and more complicated, and the number of related documents that need to be engraved is also increasing, and the clerks have to work hard to cope with it.

Every time he saw the civil servants working hard to write documents, Meng Tian was helpless.On that day, Meng Tian went to the stream of Binggou Grand Canyon to bathe the Heifeng Sweaty Horse, so as to relieve BMW's difficulties.The guards want to help, but Meng Tian refuses to let him, so he personally scrubs Heifeng's shiny fur with his own hands.After washing, the black wind horse was looking for grass in the ditch, while Meng Tian sat chatting with the guards on a rock by the stream. On both sides of the stream are some huge rocks, some of which have been smoothed by years and flood peaks.The stone surface is scorched by the hot sun.Suddenly, several jerboas came to the stream to drink water, and the guards wanted to catch one curiously. Meng Tian stopped them softly, but let the jerboas move freely.The jerboa's tail is very large, with very long tip hairs growing on the end.Meng Tian observed the behavior of the jerboa, and saw that whenever the jerboa passed by, some wet marks were left on the flat and dry stone surface.Meng Tian discovered that it turned out that the big tail of the jerboa was stained with water stains.This seemingly ordinary incident reminded Meng Tian, ​​he got up and picked a shrub branch casually, first dipped in water and scratched it on the stone surface, but the effect was not good.The guards didn't understand what General Meng Tian wanted to do, they all got up to break the branches for him.Meng Tian smiled and said: "No need, let's go back to the camp." The guards followed Meng Tian back to the Hunhuai Zang camp.

At this time, there was a commercial market in front of the city barrier square, selling everything.Meng Tian went straight to the fur stalls, observing and trying to figure out which animals had softer fur.It turned out that wool and wolf fur were ideal.He immediately paid for a sheepskin and a wolfskin, and asked the guards to bring them into the camp.When he tied the wool to the head of the stick for the first time, dipped in water and pulled it on the table, it felt very ideal.So, he asked the guards to scrape some black ash from the bottom of the pot from the stove, mixed some water, and dipped it in to write again, the effect was immediately different.He began to experiment continuously, and within a few days, he changed from simple branches and sticks to bamboo tubes.Wool and wolf hair were selected as soft as possible to make the pen. Meng Tian was very satisfied with the pen he made, so he sent people to focus on making the brush and divided them into tasks.There are those that grind bamboo tubes, those that trim brushes and wolf hairs, and those that bind brush strokes.After nearly a month of careful production, dozens of brushes were quickly produced and handed over to the clerks for trial use.Since then, Daying in Beijiang has no longer needed to write characters on bamboo books, but directly dipped ink to write characters on bamboo chips.

However, since the use of writing brushes, the work efficiency of clerks has been greatly improved.The format of official documents in northern Xinjiang has changed, which also affected the court.The courtiers were surprised and couldn't help but comment on it.But no matter what they say, the improvement of writing speed is a thing worthy of praise. Meng Tian handed over the thirty-six young men brought back from Mengshan's hometown to Tian Huo, who trained him personally in order to enrich Meng Tian's personal guards. The Qin Zhi Road, which runs through the north and the south, provided Henan with a large amount of supplies, especially the food transported from the inland, which met the needs of immigrants to guard the border.With the continuous expansion of the land reclamation area in Henan, things happened one after another.Thirty-four county towns have begun to take shape, and it is imperative to open government offices and establish mansions, but the bureaucrats' paperwork, county magistrates, and county magistrates cannot be resolved for a while, and talents are rare.A mansion is the intuitive embodiment of royal power at the lowest level. Exercising power for the emperor and controlling the people is not as simple as farmers going out to plow the fields, hunters going out to hunt, and living at home. As long as they eat and drink, men and women can come.Jiang Ion quarreled with Meng Tian many times about this matter, and everyone felt that it was very difficult, and everyone thought it was a big problem.Not to mention a good official now, it is very rare to stand up and register the types of talents who can stand up and register for the heads of Guizhou. Culture and cultural people are already the biggest problem plaguing northern Xinjiang.

Every time Meng Tian thinks about this matter, he is very anxious, but he has no way to do it, and finally he simply doesn't think about "talent".Things in northern Xinjiang are complicated, especially immigration and border defense, which is a major event among major events.Seeing Jiang Ion enter the tent, Meng Tian copied the report he had just drafted and said: "Ion, take this and read and revise it." , defending the northern border. But your three-step strategy may not be able to wait for the emperor. For the emperor, let alone three to five years, even one year will be a problem. I advise you not to write like this..." Meng Tian listened for a while: "Then don't mention the immigrant border defense." Jiang Ion nodded: "What is the appropriate name for this Henan reclamation area, let me think about it..." Meng Tian said happily: "Don't think about it , I think it should be called Xinqinzhong. It is just different from Gyeonggi Qinzhong, and it can attract enough attention from the court." Jiang Ion agreed, "Yes, it can be called Xinqinzhong."

Meng Tian talked with Jiang Ion about the emigration: "Last time we visited the counties in the Central Plains together. If you want to immigrate and guard the border, which place do you think is more suitable for people to be transferred?" Jiang Ion pondered for a while, then said: "Of course Choosing densely populated places is also to reduce the population pressure there. Looking at the counties in the Central Plains at present, only Nanyang, Handan, Linzi, Daliang, Luoyang, Anyang, and Linqing are the most densely populated. If the number of stalls per mu is small, there will be a surplus of labor These are the places where the most associations and troubles are formed." Meng Tian nodded frequently: "Well, I see the same thing. These places are economically prosperous, the rich are expensive and extravagant, and the poor are stubborn and unruly. The only way to let these people get rid of those bad habits is to divide them, make them have no contact with each other, and let them compete with these foreign races."

Jiang Ion continued: "It's not bad. But no matter how well you think, it doesn't come from his stubborn nature. At that time, you will be racially discriminated against, let alone integration, even if the two sides can coexist peacefully, it will be a problem." Meng Tian Ting took a breath and said, "Hiss—there is some truth to what you said. If you think about it this way, you must make a choice when you immigrate to the frontier." Jiang Ion said: "That's natural. Hey! I'm looking for you now. It's an important matter..." Meng Tian said: "You let it go beforehand. If the immigrants can come, it is probably no problem to find a scholar. Today, let's discuss the matter of immigration in advance... then according to what you said , Immigrants also have to consider a place with a simple folk customs and a simple and honest clan?"

"That's true." Jiang Ion continued: "Especially in this wild and wild minority area with different customs, the most annoying thing for the foreign races in the frontier is the behavior of the Central Plains people who are arrogant and disrespectful. Throughout the past In the old land of the Six Kingdoms, Zhao, Wei, and Han cannot mention immigration. The only suitable place now is the old Qi land..." Meng Tian was delighted, "I think so too..." Recently, the two of them have been talking about the development of the frontier in the room all day, and they are about to go wrong.Meng Tian suggested: "Let's go, that's all for today, let's just go out for a walk...Wu Yang, prepare the horse!" This Wu Yang is Wu Yan's younger brother, and Ren Xiao introduced him to be Meng Tian's bodyguard.The two stepped on their horses, followed closely behind Wuyang and a dozen or so guards, and traveled north along the crescent lake to the Ordos platform.At this time, the sunshine in late autumn is not very strong, and the wind can still whistle.The desert plants such as Artemisia annua, Artemisia basil, and Dendrophyllum that have been dry for two months on the roadside stare at the sky quietly, hoping that there will be another light rain.A family by the lake beach has already started harvesting rice.

As soon as Meng Tian saw the farmers plowing and harvesting, he felt an indescribable joy in his heart, and a sense of intimacy spontaneously arose, so he jumped off his horse and chatted with his master: "How many stones can one mu of corn produce?" The master was a Hun man, About fifty years old, he was suspicious for a moment and replied: "A good harvest is only a little more than two stones..." Jiang Ion looked at this man with a kind face, and he was a responsible person.Meng Tian rolled up his sleeves and helped break the corn sticks.The hostess of the house said a big basket of thanks, and brought milk tea for the two of them to drink.Jiang Ion felt sorry, so he and the little boy put corn sticks into the woolen pockets, and said with a smile, "I haven't worked yet, what milk tea do I have..." The woman had a drop of sweat on her strong nose, and served Jiang Ion. Served a bowl of milk tea and said: "Look at what the military master said, you have to eat if you don't work! Think about the strict discipline of the Qin army, I don't know how many times better than the Xiongnu army. My family has lived here for generations. After the members of the party came, they had to eat and drink first when they entered the door. Thinking about that day, it was really hard to live. Rena, come over here for tea..." Meng Tian looked at Jiang Ion, and continued: "That is Say, can you still accept Daqin?" The woman in her forties nodded and said, "Of course, we can tell who treats us well."

A woman in ragged clothes came from the field carrying a sack of grain, sweating profusely and her skin darkened.The disheveled hair was stuck together with sweat and then she rubbed it loose with her hands. Her eyes were as bright as lacquer, and she glanced at Meng Tian and the two of them, and quickly looked away.She picked up a bowl of milk tea and drank it all in one gulp, wiped her mouth with her sleeve, and was about to leave again. The hostess said: "Rena, don't go back to the mountain tonight, just stay here." Meng Tian asked in surprise: "Isn't she your daughter?" The hostess nodded and said with a sigh: "I have three sons, one died in battle, one was taken away by King Xitixiutu, and the remaining one is the youngest son. They took them away." Meng Tian and Jiang Ion listened carefully to the woman's nagging, and her husband said dissatisfiedly: "Why do you keep mentioning those things..." The hostess didn't stop, sadness, pain and humiliation rushed into her heart : "King Xitixiu killed us badly... Rena's two older brothers were killed in battle, and her father was also furious. Now there is only such a poor orphan girl, living alone by hunting. She has already I haven't hunted prey for half a month. I just found her, and she helped us, and my stomach didn't suffer..." Rena walked into Baogudi silently by herself, but she was not far away, and she could hear everything the hostess was talking about.Meng Tian said: "Find her a good husband's family, and the daughter's family will also have a home." The hostess sighed and said: "Hey, what two military masters, the Huns are doomed, and the life of the family is more difficult than that of the family, and I still think about it." The woman's dowry comes with the gift." Jiang Ion was puzzled: "The woman gives the man a gift..." The hostess said: "Ah, yes, we Huns have this custom. It is different from the Qin people. The woman gives the man. With the gift. The man thinks that Rena doesn't even have a sheep, so he doesn't want to marry her. If my son comes back, I will marry Rena as my daughter-in-law." Meng Tian deliberately loudly said: "You don't have to marry a Hun, you can also marry a Qin! As long as your in-law's family treats her well." At this time, a guard came on horseback: "Report to the general, General Feng Shifen has returned to the camp. Waiting for the general to discuss Hexi affairs." The Xiongnu family, including Rena, turned pale with shock, staring at the simple and approachable Meng Tian in a daze, speechless.Meng Tian greeted loudly: "I'm sorry, but I can't help you finish these tasks. Rena, if you still trust me, Meng Tian, ​​come to me. How can you, a weak woman, make a living by hunting?" Meng Tian and Jiang Ion got on their horses and walked a long way. The whole family is still looking at this side, with hope hidden in their eyes... The first emperor issued an edict to the northern border in time to immigrate and guard the border. Meng Tian moved 140,000 prisoners to the border according to the plan formulated when he was in charge of the northern region last year.These prisoners on the frontier and soldiers in the disarmed village were divided into several parts, built beacons, straight roads, pavilions and barriers, opened up wasteland and plowed fields, and repaired ridges.Now the first emperor issued an immigration order in a hurry, which made Montaigne feel unprepared.Meng Tian knew that he was powerless to change the reality, and when he opened the Beijing News to read it, he really moved the old people from Licheng in the old Qi Dynasty.On this point, he followed his suggestion, but at present, the Northlands do not have the conditions for immigration, and hasty immigration will cause them psychological harm.Therefore, while ordering the deployment to step up the construction of houses and prepare to accept immigrants, he risked being severely reprimanded and flew to Xianyang overnight to persuade Shi Huang to delay immigration. While waiting anxiously, Meng Tian took his men out to inspect the construction of houses, and he and Hei Feng sweating horses could be seen everywhere in the immigration area.According to the windy weather characteristics of the northern plateau, each construction team has the task of repairing the house, heating the kang, and running the stove, so that the first-timers will not be cold and hungry.There has been no news from the imperial court, and he sent a letter to remonstrate, but there was no follow-up. He waited anxiously for two months.At this time, the cold current hit, and the cold frost accompanied by the new wind locked the northern part of the country. In autumn, the northern grassland suddenly became bare and desolate.The newly built immigrant houses neatly huddled in the northwest wind. At this time, the immigrants from the old Qi Dynasty migrated thousands of miles to the Northland.The immigrant who came in grief and indignation did not feel any gratitude when he saw the soldiers waiting by the road, but speculated about Qin Jun with helpless and hostile eyes.Meng Tian didn't feel at ease until he saw them walking into the new house, with the stove burning and the kang burning, and thick smoke rising from the chimney.Meng Tian ordered the guards: "Pass down the order and let all the soldiers help the immigrants prepare firewood for the winter, there must be no mistakes!" Immigrants came one after another, and Meng Tian ran non-stop every day to inspect the migration of immigrants in Baishili Nalinnao. He had not returned to the camp for several days, and had not closed his eyes for several days and nights. His eye circles were red and bloodshot.Standing in the cold wind, he looked at the endless stream of immigrants who looked like exiled prisoners, and his heart was filled with grief. Immigration and defense of the border was originally a measure formulated by the imperial court to enrich the country, strengthen the people, and stabilize the border. However, during the exercise, the people suffered. Is it a blessing or a disaster for them?Meng Tian who was standing in the cold wind was also confused. In the "exile" team, everyone was unkempt, covered in dust, and their faces were livid with cold, ranging from eighty-year-old old men to babies in their arms.This kind of "exile" team dragged on for a very long time, and one by one they came out of the desert. An old man had already died quietly in the yellow sand, causing the sons and daughters to scream and howl.Meng Tian ordered several soldiers to find a reed mat to help with the burial. The officials who accompanied him all the way did not know Meng Tian, ​​let alone thought that this feudal official would stick to the immigration area like an ordinary soldier. One of the escort soldiers was still ruthlessly waving his whip to supervise the immigrants. He thought they were walking too slowly, and shouted loudly: "Hurry up, you are not much faster than a tortoise. When will I finish my job..." Meng Tian walked over He snatched the whip from his hand, and whipped it facelessly: "Who gave you the power to supervise the immigration like this?" The other party knew that he had met a big shot, so he knelt down and kowtowed in fright.A leader who looked like a thousand households came over, and he didn't know what to say, but he wanted to argue: "Hey, what part are you? Why did you beat me..." Tian Huo shook his hand and gave him a big mouth: "Presumptuous! Hurry up and get off the horse!" General Meng saluted..." The thousand households dared to be negligent when they heard this, their knees were weak, they knelt on the sandy ground, and kowtowed like garlic: "The little ones have eyes but no eyes, the general spares the little ones..." Meng Tian didn't tell them to get up immediately , but asked sternly: "Are your people beating and scolding all the way to escort them here?" Xiao Qianhu didn't dare to say no, let alone yes, she stood there in a stalemate and dared not raise her head.Meng Tian said righteously: "When you whip other people's parents, brothers, and sisters, you don't even think about your own parents, brothers, and sisters? How can such an inhuman and merciless person survive?" Qian Hu was so frightened that he kowtowed: "Yes, yes..." Meng Tian looked at him contemptuously: "Get up, send your whip first. Immediately notify all your subordinates, if anyone dares to whip immigrants again, I will definitely kill them!" "Yes, yes, my little one obeys!" Meng Tian watched the two officials leave anxiously. It was almost winter, and it was getting dark so quickly, those immigrants who hadn't been able to reach the ground could only camp on the spot in the wilderness.Meng Tian ordered the soldiers to divide into groups to help the unarmed immigrants chop firewood. The Nalinnao bonfire was lit, and it was more than ten miles away, but the sighs of the old people and the cries of children could still be heard from far and near.Thousands of felted blankets were pulled by the carriage and distributed to the elderly and children who could not stand the wind and cold. Meng Tian didn't close his eyes all night again, he ran between the bonfires to ask their relatives, and chatted with them kindly.He found that most of these innocent people just complained about themselves, and few of them resented the court. "Don't you hate the court?" Meng Tian asked kindly.An old man named Zheng Xuan smiled wryly and said: "It's impossible to say that there is no complaint. Anyway, we should let us spend the new year at home. It would be great to get through this winter before we go on the road!" Standing by the fire, the old man However, his son said angrily: "The officials who escorted us along the way said that General Meng Tian had already built everything for us, but we didn't even bring much food. What will the whole family eat in the future?" Will someone say something like this in my name?All the generals also looked at each other in blank dismay, wondering if they should stop the young man's words and deeds.The old man Zheng Xuan was dissatisfied with his son's treatment of the guests, and warned his son, "Second brother, what do you say to this general? We are all honest people, so we dare not talk nonsense!" The son refused to accept it, and replied, "Is it the way it is... ..." Meng Tian had to face it calmly: "Little brother, have you seen Meng Tian?" The young man shook his head: "No, I only know that he is a general who defeated the Huns. It’s so harmful to people.” A guard next to him was really annoyed, and interrupted: “If you say you, you really don’t know what’s good, the one talking to you in front of you is our General Meng Tian…” Meng Tian gave him a look: “If you want You talk too much..." Many immigrants around heard this and cast suspicious glances at the same time.It turned out that the amiable officer who had been chatting with them for most of the night was Meng Tian... Everyone was frightened and fell silent, kneeling together: "General, please be respected by the little people!" Yes, please hurry up! Frostbite is not a joke. I, Meng Tian, ​​am not talented, and I am also a person who is used to suffering. I know your difficulties. The imperial court’s immigration order this autumn is indeed a bit urgent, and we are also doing it. There is nothing we can do in a hurry, but now that we have arrived, we will each live in peace and live here with peace of mind. There is not enough food, and we will find a way as soon as possible.” Fortunately, the straight road was repaired, which greatly facilitated the transportation of food and fodder, so that the Make immigrants short of food.Coupled with the abundant grain harvests in Qinzhong, Hanzhong, and Tianshui, a large amount of grain was transported to the border, which solved the food problem of the new Qinzhong and hundreds of thousands of people, and passed the winter relatively smoothly. When the spring is warm and the flowers are blooming, the new Qinzhong in Henan is full of vitality again.Immigrants who have adapted to the Northwest Plateau for a winter, have entered the fields allocated to their families one after another, and started to work early and late.Mengtian sent people to transport seeds and cattle from straight roads and waterways at the same time, and distribute them to the immigrants in the form of "cattle loan system".Meng Tian and several staff members and generals discussed the basic form of the "cattle loan system". First, to ensure the farming situation, firstly, three or five households should be based on one head, and spontaneously establish mutual assistance and cooperation; the second is to focus on the dairy cow loan system. The calf born is returned to the government, and then the calf is distributed to new households.In this way, in less than five years, the immigrants in the new Qin Dynasty can reach a point where every family has cattle, and every household does not have to worry about farming. Everyone's plan has been decided, Meng Tian said confidently: "Okay, that's it. It's noon, everyone eats first. Colleagues, you can go ahead and do it boldly. We will sit down and discuss where we are not sure. We will implement this The 'cattle loan system' is not only different from Gongsun Yang's 'soldier field system', but also can be used for emergencies. After dinner, I want to go out for a walk..." Yongxia scolded: "Brother, you look ugly recently. How can I do this without a good rest?" Meng Tian said nonchalantly, "I'm in good health. It's not as mysterious as what you said. Seeing the spring planting begins, the immigrants are all tidying up the fields, how can I sit still. Others have troubles, Yongxia and Meng Xiangyun accompany me to go out for a walk, or go for a walk." Yongxia was very unhappy, and said: "You have many reasons. When my sister-in-law left, she specially instructed me to take care of you, saying that you have lost weight You have lost a few catties. Next time I see you lose another two catties, it will be my sin." Meng Tian smiled and asked: "Did she really say that? Haha..." Seeing that there was nothing she could do about him, Yong Xia sighed helplessly , shaking his head in silence.After lunch, Meng Tian didn't take a break, he took Yong Xia, Meng Xiangyun and several guards out of the camp.After half a year of training, Meng Xiangyun and thirty-six people from Mengshan were filled into the guards, responsible for Mengtian's guard. At this time, the early spring came, and the cold air was still very cold.Sometimes there is a ray of warm wind rippling in front of the saddle and behind the horse, and the meaning of spring is much deeper.When it comes to outings, it is also Meng Tian's prevarication.At this time, there is only spring, but it is not the time when everything is green. Even under the Yangpo Dam, you may not be able to find green.Now the land that has been leveled can only be sown with some high-quality grains in advance, such as wheat and barley. It is not the time for other big autumn crops. Immigrants come from the old Qi, spread all over the fields, and work in the vast expanse of land. Meng Tian loves to see such a scene.Some tireless people brought high-quality wheat seeds from their hometowns and are sowing the seeds.Meng Tian personally went down to the ground, and gently scraped away the overburden. The plump wheat grains were evenly scattered under the ground, which was very pleasant.He smoothed the soil again and said: "Within one month, the ground will be covered with green and dense wheat seedlings, and the new Qinzhong will be even more beautiful." Yong Xia deliberately said: "Isn't it still green at that time every year? Meng Tian was amazed at how she could say such a thing, and said: "That's not the same. In previous years, it was green and grass grew, but this year it is crops. This is a world of difference. It marks the end of a barbaric era and represents the end of a barbaric era. The reason for this is that our Great Qin State has completed the historical transformation of agricultural civilization." Yongxia laughed: "I see you are so anxious, the strong survival spirit of the Qin people contains the concept of fortitude, simplicity, innovation and truth-seeking, you I haven’t forgotten the words you often told me. It’s just that you only have Xin Qinzhong in your heart now, don’t forget, you haven’t written a letter to your family for two months.” Meng Tian patted his head and smiled: “Look at my memory. , you have to remind me when you go back, or my mother will be unhappy again." After chatting with the people for a while, Meng Tian and his party got on their horses and went to another place.But it is a hilly area with many hills, few slopes and irregular acres.This is the fringe area that was not reclaimed last year, but one advantage is that the immigrants may have to allocate a few more acres of land to make up for the debt. When the immigrants have the conditions in the future, they can also develop the wasteland by themselves. Meng Tian found that this place looked familiar. Looking carefully, it was last year's autumn harvest. He helped a family of Huns to harvest grain here. This reminded him of the Hun girl Rena... I don't know if she is married now?While I was thinking about it, I came to the door of a residential house. The earth wall that had been dry-built was shoveled and smoothed. A pair of brick-carved blessing characters were newly installed on the tiger's head holding pillars on both sides, and two copper buckle nails were newly installed on the door knocker.Meng Tian knew that the house decoration in the new immigrant village would not have these things.Hanging under the eaves of the corridor is a crescent-shaped sickle commonly used by people in Qi, and next to it are woven strings of grain sticks, which are shining brightly and translucently. An old woman was sifting broad beans with a dustpan. Meng Tian and his party stepped forward and asked, "Ma'am, what are you doing picking up the broad beans so early?" The old woman listened attentively, and then said: "The sooner the broad beans are planted, the better. Don't listen to the saying Well done, planted on the ice and attached to the roots. Broad beans are the same as wheat, and then planted in the frozen ground below is best." "Oh! That's what happened." Meng Tian observed the front and back of the house, only the old woman was alone, so he asked in amazement: "Old man, why don't you see your family?" The old woman rummaged through the broad beans: "My son has gone to the field and is busy picking up the seeds. I want to leave our hometown , The spring sowing will have ended long ago, but this place is different, the air is too cold, 20 days later than ours. Oh, do you drink water? I'll pour it for you..." Said trembling Standing up, Meng Tian hurriedly said: "Old man, I won't bother you..." The old woman insisted: "Hey! After finally getting to the door, you don't even drink your saliva. What's the point?" While talking, she entered the room He took out a pot of water and filled it up for everyone. Yong Xia said: "Thank you!" The old woman looked Yong Xia up and down: "What a handsome girl! When can I have a daughter-in-law like you, how wonderful it will be!" When Yong Xia heard that her face was flushed and hot, Meng Tian saw the doorway. , knowing that the old man was looking forward to marrying a daughter-in-law, so she asked with a plan: "Old man, is your son picky about being unmarried?" The old woman sighed softly: "His father died early, and I raised him alone." , the family was poor and had no money to spare, so it was delayed. After arriving here, the situation is like this again, I think my wife may not see her daughter-in-law." Meng Tian also felt a lot of emotion after hearing this, and said: "Old man, don't worry. How can you not see your daughter-in-law! I just don’t know if you can choose a daughter-in-law according to race?” The old woman said: “Of course it’s better to be able to choose, but I think these Hun women around are not bad!” Meng Tian said happily : "This is easy to handle, this is easy to handle... I have a Hun friend who looks no less than my sister." Meng Tian pointed to Yong Xia beside him.The old man was so happy that he was about to kowtow to Meng Tian on his knees, but Meng Tian hurriedly stopped him, feeling a little regretful in his heart, wondering if Rena was still alone, or if she was already...Yong Xia could tell that she was not talking about herself, and thought: Brother Meng Tian had a Hun girlfriend for a long time, why I don't know... Just as I was thinking to myself, I saw the old man's son returning to the courtyard, looking at the visitor in surprise.The old woman greeted her happily: "Sheepfold, this general said he wanted to tell you a daughter-in-law, come and thank her." After saying that, she dragged her son to salute Meng Tian.Meng Tian said modestly: "Just casually chatting with your mother, if she wants to be serious, I really have to pay attention to this matter, I wonder if the little brother is interested in the local Xiongnu, Loufan, and Aries women?" The young man has a solid and healthy body, but his dark skin is radiant. He doesn't know how to answer.After muttering for a long time, he said: "Of course, this family really needs a virtuous housemate. On the one hand, it can carry on the family line, but more importantly, it can take care of the seventy-year-old mother with me." road." A few people walked out of the hills and came to the official road. Some cattle who had worked all morning and morning were dragging their tired bodies and were walking home. Behind them were the same tired masters walking slowly towards home. Meng Tian couldn't be more pleased with this. Spring returns to the scene.A few guards behind them were arguing pointlessly about how much land the oxen could plow in one day. Even Meng Tian was stumped by this question.Some of the guards said one mu, some said one and a half mu, and some said two mu, and they all ended up in different ways.