roccoschili Chapter 548 Inspection Notes (3)
Chapter 548 Inspection Notes (3)
Chapter 548 Inspection Notes (3)
"Tuk-tuk-tuk."
"Sir, Shijia Village is ahead." Hua Bei knocked on the carriage and reminded.
Hua Murong woke up with a start and quickly replied: "Okay, I'll be right there."
As he said this, he yawned loudly, stretched himself, and secretly sighed, what a comfortable sleep he had!
He turned around and saw that the couple had already put away his bed and returned to the sofa mode. They were sitting by the carriage window? Door? ... shoulder to shoulder, swinging their legs, pointing at the farmland in the distance and whispering about something. Seeing their intimacy, he couldn't help but reflect on whether he should get married.
Pooh!
Guilty sin.
He has just been appointed as an official of the imperial court, and it is the time for him to show his talents. Women will only affect his pace in serving the country!
Hua Murong mounted the horse again, led the group in front, and glanced at the surrounding environment.
The village that impressed him the most was Dashan Village. Therefore, when he looked at other villages, the most intuitive thing he compared them with Dashan Village.
For example, now, the main road here is smaller than the main road in the mountain village. It can barely accommodate a horse-drawn carriage modified by Yan Yiyi, and there are many potholes. When it rains, the road can be imagined to be muddy.
The fields here are scattered here and there, separated by a small slope here and a stream there. There are not many large fields.
Rice is planted in the paddy fields. The rice ears have turned yellow and will be harvested soon. However, compared with the rice in the mountain villages, the rice here looks small and shriveled.
Looking at the dry land, it is basically planted with sweet potatoes, with lush green vines crawling all over the ground. The whole land is green and full of vitality.
After turning a few corners, climbing up and sliding down two slopes, we arrived at Shijia Village.
There is no plaque or stone marking the entrance to the village. If there is any landmark, it is an old banyan tree at the entrance. The tree is covered with red ribbons, and there is a shrine to the god of the land under the tree with burnt incense sticks in front of it.
Walking towards the village, I saw a large group of villagers sitting under a bamboo forest on the side of the road. Old men and old men, old women and old women, young women or unmarried girls, in groups of three or five, clearly separated from each other. Only the playful children were running around.
Hearing the sound of horse hooves and seeing such a group of people walking towards them, they stopped what they were doing and cast curious glances.
Hua Murong turned over and dismounted, walked towards the old man, and politely bowed as a junior: "I am a wandering student from Huai'an Academy. I have just arrived in this precious place. I hope you will forgive me for disturbing you.
Is the village chief here?"
"I am the village chief." An old man who looked to be over 60 years old stood up and came over to greet us.
"Village chief." Hua Murong bowed and greeted the village chief again.
The village chief quickly waved his hand and said, "You are too polite, sir. You have worked hard on your journey. Please come this way." It was the first time that the village chief was treated with courtesy by such a noble young man. He was shocked but also a little happy, and hurriedly welcomed the man under the shade of the tree.
Yan Yiyi and Xin Ye also got off the carriage, and the others followed to come here to rest. After all, they were tired after traveling for such a long time under the scorching sun.
Fortunately, there was a bamboo forest, so even if dozens of them squeezed in, it wouldn't seem crowded. However, they were on the other side of the bamboo forest, keeping a certain distance from the villagers, which made the distinction between master and servant clear and also indirectly demonstrated their harmlessness.
Xin Ye and Yan Yiyi also did not get close to Hua Murong, and they each did their own things tacitly.