Look at the mountains and rivers I have drawn

Chapter 153
Zhan Yutai walked out without stopping.

Standing on the high tower, the emperor looked at Zhan Yutai who was leaving, his aura increased little by little, as if the world could no longer stop Zhan Yutai.

"You still have to choose this path after all. Do you know that your choice is something that many people don't want." The emperor shook his head, feeling a little helpless in the world.

The wind blew, and the emperor's dragon robe bulged, and the body under the clothes was a little skeleton, thin and ugly.

How many people would believe that the first emperor was like this.

After Zhan Yutai left the palace, he rode away directly, but no one saw Zhan Yutai's figure. After all, he didn't want others to know that he had a shadow, a brother who was exactly the same.

Outside the gate of Fengtian City, a man wearing a bamboo hat looked back carefully at the two big characters, imprinted them in his heart, reached out to touch the loess on the ground, turned and left.

On the small road, Ye Yan brought a group of gentlemen to a small village.

There are not many village households, the place is remote, and the land is not fertile. It is an area that Nanli and Zheng Guosan don't care about. There is no tax, and the people in the village can live on without starvation.

From time to time, bandits came down to rob, but after a few times, even the bandits stopped, saying that this place was too poor, and it was not as good as the pigs on their mountain.

An old farmer looked at Ye Yan's arrival with a look of surprise.

"Master, do you want to stay here for one night?" the old farmer asked.

"Exactly. I wonder if there is room to live in the old man's house?" Ye Yan said respectfully.

I was somewhat curious in my heart. It was really strange that I would take the initiative to invite someone who couldn't even eat my own food.

The old farmer looked at Ye Yan carefully. He was wearing brocade clothes, accompanied by a monk and a woman, without guards, and he was riding a tall horse. The food on the horse was very good. It was a charge horse. When the Han army passed by, he saw the same horses.

The man in front of him should be a child of the leader of the Han army who is good at martial arts and somewhat conceited. Otherwise, he would not dare to walk on this road like this. If he is really targeted by bandits, he will be eaten to the bone Nothing left?
"Young Master, there are still a few vacant rooms in the old farmer's house, but the food here is simple, and I hope you will forgive me!" The old farmer said with a smile.

The body is somewhat restrained, as if it is the first time to do such a thing, and it always feels a little unnatural. I thought the old farmer was a little hospitable, but now he is full of strangeness.

But there is a great master by my side, me who is a martial arts master, and a girl who plays Gu worms, none of the three is easy to mess with.

The old farmer sighed secretly, his fists in his hands tightened, loosened and tightened again, and his speech was unclear, which was really suspicious.

The three of Ye Yan followed behind the old farmer, step by step.

"Little Ye Zi, what do you think he is nervous about? Could it be that he intends to seek money and kill himself, but they may have chosen the wrong person, and all the people here can't catch us." Rou Ning whispered in Ye Yan's ear.

Together they looked up at the two loving people, shook their heads and said Amitabha.

In the room, Ye Yan lit a candle and read a book by the light of the fire.

Not long after, the old farmer served hot meals.

Three corn buns, one pot of hot chicken.

Ye Yan was a little surprised. When he came here, he saw that there was indeed a chicken in the yard, but this was the only chicken in the family, and he had seen the old farmer's wife pick up eggs before, which meant that the chicken was a nutritional supplement for the family. the only thing.

"Old man, what are you doing?" Ye Yan asked.

"Eat with peace of mind. There are very few nobles like you in this village. There is nothing for a small family to entertain. Please show some kindness to the landlord." The old farmer smiled a little insincerely, revealing a trace of sadness in his smile.

Then he opened his mouth again, but still didn't say a word, he explained a few words and turned to leave.

Ye Yan turned his head to look at the chicken in the bowl, and then at the dilapidated room. This treatment was a little too much.

"You guys wait here for a while, I'll go out and have a look." Ye Yan left a sentence, walked out of the room carefully, and followed behind the old farmer.

One looked at the meal with a sad face.

"Sister Tiger, it seems that I can only eat one cornbread tonight." A sad look at Rou Ning.

"I heard from your elder brother Ye that you have been stealing meat a lot, how can you pretend to be like this now." Rou Ning looked at him with contempt.

Scratching his head together, with a guilty look on his face, women are indeed poison.

"Wine and meat have passed through the intestines, and the Buddha kept it in his heart. This is what Brother Ye told me. Sister Tiger, are you right?" said a little unconfidently.

Rou Ning smiled, touched a small bald head, um, it was very smooth and comfortable.

"The child is still growing, eat your chicken obediently, wait for your brother Ye to come back, and see what he has to say." Rou Ning smiled.

Just now, she flew out a Gu worm to test whether the food was poisonous. Seeing that the Gu worm was enjoying it, she knew that not only was there no problem with this meal, but it should have been prepared with great care.

Ye Yan outside the door heard a soft quarrel, Ye Yan walked to the window, lowered his head and listened.

"Old man, why are you so useless!"

"I really can't let go of that face. We have been farmers for generations, and simplicity has long been engraved in our hearts. Now you ask me to go to the village to watch, wait for the nobles to come, and drag them to my home to ask for some rewards. How can I Can it be done?" The old farmer patted his thigh in frustration.

How would an old farmer do such a thing.

"You deserve to starve to death! You don't eat, and neither do the children? Why did the Zhuzi's house at the head of the village have to pay so much money? They have already built a new house, and you will ask for a little more. Let us repair it. Get off the roof so it doesn't leak anymore!" the peasant woman cried.

"Old woman, don't cry, I really can't do it! Let's treat it as a good person!" The old farmer sighed fiercely, sat on the kang, and lay down.

"Our family only has such an old hen, and now we give it all to that family. What do we eat, do you know that your two sons are already drooling with greed!" The old woman said in a voice of hating iron.

The old farmer just moved his body, but still didn't get out of bed.

"If you don't go, I'll treat it as asking for a meal!" The old woman was so angry that she was about to rush out the door.

This frightened the old farmer, he hurriedly pulled her back, and persuaded: "If you really annoy these nobles, do you think we still have to spend money?"

"What about those two babies!" The old woman squatted on the ground and sobbed softly.

The old man hugged the old woman, and both of them sighed softly.

Ye Yan, who was eavesdropping outside the window, silently lowered his head, turned and left, and returned to the room.

(End of this chapter)