Maybe the sweet and sour pork ribs are too sweet and greasy, which inadvertently aroused everyone's interest in drinking.

Liu Hongji, who didn't wait for Xiao Han to persuade him to drink all night, finally couldn't help but start shouting to find wine to drink.

Xiao Han didn't bother to care about the actions of these guys.

I drank the grape wine with purified frosting, watched them fight with each other, and finally they all fell on the table, unconscious......

The servants of each house were absolutely dutiful, and when their master was drunk, he carefully confessed, went into the house, carried the man back to the carriage, and hurried away with his whip, despite the darkness outside.

Xiao Han, the only awake tonight, stood at the gate, watching the last carriage leave the owner and disappear into the vast night, and he couldn't help but feel a little lost in his heart.

These people are naturally not idle and bored to come to him for a drink, just now, Chai Shao pulled his sleeve and asked in a whisper: "Why is this so?" ”

Xiao Han didn't answer this, and he didn't know how to answer, so he only shook his head with a wry smile.

Chai Shao let go of Xiao Han and looked at him deeply, without saying much.

It's just that the action of drinking is becoming more and more wild and uninhibited, so that it provokes Cheng Biting Jin and Chai Shao's joint efforts! In less than half an hour, people are already drunk and full of gibberish.

"As for it?"

With a long sigh, Xiao Han turned around and went home, as for what others thought and thought, he just wanted to express his heart in two sentences: Mind my? Or is it your business?

After Xiao Han fled Chang'an, the atmosphere there became more and more strange.

At the beginning, when Li Yuan was fighting the world, the official marquis, I didn't know if it was evil or what, he would make some mistakes at every turn, and then he was arrested, went to the official, dismissed the lord, and was assigned......

The golden cup that was said to be good at the beginning turned into a white blade in the blink of an eye.

For a while, everyone in the court was a little noisy, for fear that the next unlucky ghost would fall on their heads.

And in this case, Xiao Han, who has always hated war and dead people, suddenly proposed to go out with the army, and wrote an impassioned poem in public, which was considered by many people to be a way for him to keep his title, after all, as a prince, it is strange enough that he does not have half a head of military merit under his hands.

Obviously, Chai Shao and the others also thought the same.

It is precisely because of this that they will come here in the dust and have a banquet with Xiao Han. By the way, tell him with actions that no matter what happens in the future, as long as they are there, everything can rest assured.

Returning to the warm bed, recalling the bits and pieces of the banquet just now, and the appearance of Cheng Biting Jin and the others wanting to say goodbye, Xiao Han felt that it was worth it to have such a brother in this life!

"I don't want to go to war, but I can't! Starting this year, many people will die, so instead of letting yourself sit at home and wait for the end, it is better to follow you and see if you can save some time......"

Xiao Han, who was asleep, muttered a few words, but unfortunately, Xiao Dong and Stunned, who had secretly drunk a lot of wine, had already slept like dead pigs, so that no one heard his words.

The next day, the sun rose as usual.

In this world, there may be no absolute fairness except time!

This winter that is about to pass is very weak, the snow has not fallen a few times, and the weather has not been cold for long, which makes the old farmers in Xiao Han's Zhuangzi have been quite sad, and from time to time they look up at the sky and sigh deeply.

The Han people have always been a nation that likes to farm and is good at farming.

Under thousands of years of drills, old people who are familiar with farming can get a general idea of the autumn harvest just by looking at the winter weather.

This year's climate is indeed a bit abnormal, in previous years, there were at least seven or eight heavy snowfalls that did not exceed the instep, and this year it was only three or two later, and there was no snow foam.

Without heavy snowfall, not only will the crops in the field be dry, but it will also not kill all kinds of insect eggs in the field, so it will be difficult to have a good harvest in autumn.

Xiao Zhuangzi does not expect to farm for a living, but he will definitely not let the land go barren.

After the old farmer told Steward Lu, almost all the people in the Zhuangzi went out to plough the land little by little, so that the sun could shine inside, so as to kill some pests.

As the owner of the Xiao family's Zhuangzi, Xiao Han didn't see any signs of asking him to report to the military department these days, so he also came to the field to work hard to tend the crops.

Though... He was dragged out of the bed.

In the Tang Dynasty, tending to the crops is not a shameful job, because even the noble Emperor His Majesty has to pretend to plough an acre of land every year, and by the way, advertise the world, I am based on farming!

Xiao Han never dared to compare with the emperor, so his cultivated land was not one acre, but ten acres......

"Master, I'm Master Hou, don't you need to farm!"

In the field outside the Xiao family's Zhuangzi, Xiao Hanzheng yelled at the old man with an angry face.

However, Xiao Han's anger was not a threat to the old man who had just run back from Sun Simiao.

"Fart! Your Majesty wants to plough the land, where did you complain about a little broken viscount? Besides, you just lie down all day long, and you are not afraid of lying down! Old man Hua put the plow on the ox and said without looking back.

Xiao Han jumped and roared: "I have practice running!" ”

"Well, I know! But what do you think it is? Old man Hua put on the scalper, and deliberately shook his big boots in front of Xiao Han.

Sure enough, this trick still works!

Seeing this, Xiao Han, who was still sad and indignant just now, immediately lowered his head and honestly helped the plow to work in the field, just muttering in his mouth, and he didn't know what he was talking about.

Compared with the painful Xiao Han, the eccentric Li Shentong was very happy at this time, and he was leading a bullock with a nose ring to toss back and forth in the field, but he didn't plough the land.

"Xiao Han, this method of putting an iron ring on the nose of the cow is so easy to use, can I string the cow at home?" Li Shentong, who was holding the cow, passed by Xiao Han's side and immediately looked at him expectantly and asked.

"Casual ......"

Xiao Han didn't even bother to raise his eyes, now he said that it was a cow ploughing the land, but in fact, it was better to say that the cow was dragging him.

"Then I'll take your consent!" Li Shentong had long been accustomed to Xiao Han's half-dead appearance, and when he heard the words, he screamed happily, and he led the cow and didn't know where to go.

Xiao Han was left in the ground rolling his eyes and scolding these conscienceless people, and he didn't know how to help him do some work at the critical moment.

Xiaojia Zhuangzi now uses a curved plough to plow the land, and the triangular ploughshare made of fine iron at the bottom can easily turn over the soil at the bottom layer, and the efficiency is more than fifty percent higher than that of the straight plow used before!

In fact, Xiao Han didn't understand before, why was the Quyuan plough not invented until the Tang Dynasty? Since wooden plowshares are not easy to use, why does no one think of using iron to make plowshares?