Chapter 53 Pastoral Scenery Ji Song, who returned to the state of lying dead, suddenly shuddered, looked at the weather, and asked doubtfully: "Isn't it cold, or is someone thinking about me?"
He came under an osmanthus tree in the courtyard, looked at the branches full of flowers, smelled the fragrant flowers, and was a little distracted for a while.
Thinking of the conversation with Li Shimin, I wonder if he guessed what he meant?
His mood was very complicated. He wanted to change history, but he was also afraid of unpredictable consequences, so he did not dare to tell more things.
"Forget it. As for my little arms and legs, it's better to just stay at home and hide in the small building to be unified. It doesn't matter whether it's spring, summer, autumn or winter."
Ji Song shook off the thoughts in his mind and laughed at himself.
"Wow!"
"What? Do you think I'm right?"
"woo"
"Okay, I'll listen to Dahuang and forget about it."
Ji Song led Dahuang out of the house, greeting uncles and elders along the way. That confident and warm smile once again climbed onto his thin face.
Sometimes Ji Song himself is also surprised. Logically speaking, he practices martial arts all day long, while others are either mighty and majestic, or just look arrogant.
But he himself has always been thin and has no obvious muscles.
But only he knows that if it really breaks out, its power cannot be underestimated.
To outsiders, Ji Song didn't look like a martial arts practitioner at all. With his slender figure and thin body, he looked like a pure scholar.
After much deliberation, it can only be attributed to the nameless guidance technique.
He knew that there was nothing wrong with his body, it could only be the problem with the guidance technique.
If I can't understand it, I don't think about it anymore. I take rhubarb and walk among the fields.
After two years of growth, Rhubarb is no longer what it used to be.
But what makes Ji Song strange is why this guy doesn't want to be a wolf dog anymore as he grows older.
At first, he thought it was too fat, but Ji Song understood that it was not like that, because if he was fat, he would definitely be in low spirits, but this big yellow looked so energetic, it didn't make sense.
In addition, after recent hair removal, all the original black hair on the body has disappeared, leaving only solid golden hair, a bit like a Labrador.
But the figure looked like a Tibetan Mastiff, which made Ji Song a little confused. He could only reluctantly accept that this rhubarb was a cross between three kinds of dogs.
In later generations, Ji Song had never heard of this kind of dog. After he couldn't find the reason, Ji Song had no choice but to leave it alone.
But what made him happy was that this not only did not weaken the characteristics of rhubarb, but also enhanced it a lot.
The fast speed, exaggerated bite force, and astonishing endurance are enough to prove that Dahuang is the best dog.
Ji Song once saw with his own eyes that Rhubarb killed a group of five wolves in a very short time. This is something that no dog can do. This shows Rhubarb's ferocity.
I just don’t know whether such changes will have any impact on the lifespan of rhubarb.
I remember there was a report in my previous life that said that the average life span of dogs is 12 to 16 years old, and if they are well-nourished, they can live to 18 or 9 years old.
The longest-lived dog lived to be 34 years old. I don’t know if that’s true.
Looking at the cute rhubarb, I really didn’t expect it to change like this.
It is hoped that the mutation will also increase its lifespan. According to Ji Song's observation, the time it takes for rhubarb to enter adulthood is two to three years longer than that of ordinary dogs.
When I met it, it must have been about one year old. I thought it was only one or two months old.
The reason why he was abandoned may also be related to his late development. It may be that he was abandoned because of his developmental delay.
After touching Rhubarb's head, it thought Ji Song was playing with it, so it licked its owner's hand to show went to Chang'an for about ten days, and it was already the busy farming season in June.
The heavy wheat ears seem to be crushing the straw, and they can't wait to enter the next reincarnation.
However, the hard-working farmer uncles will not let them rush to reincarnation.
At least, it has to wait until it is eaten into the stomach and plays its role before reincarnation.
After a year of hard work, you can't just enjoy the service of the farmer uncle without wanting to pay.
This was not going to work, so what appeared in front of Ji Song's eyes was a vivid and lively scene of a farmer's harvest.
Ji Song watched with enthusiasm, walked to the field, picked up a spare sickle, and started harvesting like a whirlwind.
He doesn't know how to tie knots and bundle wheat, he just works hard as he works hard.
After a while, he harvested a large piece, and only the piles of wheat straw here and there told the crime of this unscrupulous farmer.
The abnormality on Ji Song's side was quickly discovered. When everyone saw the messy wheat field and the head of the family standing there admiring his masterpiece, they were dumbfounded.
"My brother Song, if you are not at home, what are you doing here?"
The third uncle held Ji Song's hand with a doting look on his face and looked over it repeatedly to see if it was worn.
Seeing that there was no damage, he shouted to the people watching: "What are you looking at? Why don't you go back to work? Brother Song would have gone to work in the fields if he hadn't been anxious when he saw you all walking slowly. Why don’t you finish it quickly and wait for the rain to offer it to God?”
Ji Song stood there in embarrassment. It was neither possible to leave nor not to leave.
Alas, he finally became the kind of person he hated most in his previous life, Ji Song thought.
This is what a man in Guanzhong is like. In the long history of China, Guanzhong has never been peaceful.
If we extend the time, at least half of the 1000 years will be at war.
They are used to separation between life and death, and soldiering has become a life skill.
From ancient times to the present, Guanzhong soldiers have been synonymous with elites, but they are also the most rebellious.
During the reign of King Wen of Zhou Dynasty, they went eastward from the Central Plains, swept across the world, overthrew Shang and rejuvenated Zhou Dynasty; In the pre-Qin period, it was they who helped King Yingzheng of Qin to destroy the six kingdoms and unite the world;
Based on this, Emperor Gaozu of the Han Dynasty established the foundation of the Han Dynasty for 400 years;
During the Sui and Tang Dynasties, they relied on Guanzhong soldiers to defend against powerful enemies;
There was the Western Army in the Song Dynasty; there was the Qin Army in the Ming Dynasty. This is enough to show how tenacious and powerful the people on this land are.
Therefore, after coming to Guanzhong, don't think that speaking loudly means disrespecting you. This is not directed at anyone, but because of his own character. This is also the character given to him by the land of Guanzhong.
Sometimes they can be as irritable as a bear, but they can also be as gentle as a fool to those close to them.
Some people say they are fools without any scheming; Some people say that they are not easy to get along with. Over a long period of time, the genes of war have already penetrated them. Iron-bloodedness and gentleness coexist, and uprightness and sincerity go hand in hand.
This is their character.
As Song Geer whom they watched grow up, they doted on him; As clan leaders, they are respected; As lords canonized by the imperial court, they are proud.
The third uncle looked like his own child was causing trouble. He could talk, scold, or even hit him.
However, if others dare to try, they can’t kill you? Ji Song was so spoiled by his third uncle that he was embarrassed to stay any longer.
They are not afraid that they will be spoiled into a dandy. Is it really okay to be pampered like this without any attention or reason? But why do I feel so happy in my heart?Ji Song thought to himself.
(End of this chapter)
