North and South are opposed.

The times are different.

Whether it is customs, social style, or humanistic quality, they are all very different.

The further north you go, the gap between the two places can be described as a fault.

What Ning Chen is worried about is not that his power in the north will collapse in one day, what he is worried about is what to do if he can't stop the wheel of history once it is revealed?

After all, the stakes are high for a self-established dynasty, and if there is a slight mistake, the entire army may be destroyed.

These 30,000 hot-blooded sons, but who have followed him all the way to the sword, will never express his position easily without a perfect strategy.

Once you make a statement, there is no turning back.

"Dragon robe?"

The corners of Ning Chen's mouth flashed with an incomprehensible smile, his index finger tapped on the urn in his arms, and said to himself, "Actually, you also want to see that scene, right?" ”

As soon as the conversation changed, Ning Chen said again, "Don't mention these, I'll take you and Nianqiu to see my fiancée, her name is Li Panruo." ”

Niangzi Mountain, located on the northern edge.

It is one of the most well-known sacred sites in the north, but because of the long distance and its location on the outskirts of the city, although it is famous, in the past, very few people set foot in it.

It's a rare paradise.

In front of Niangzi Mountain.

It is an endless farmland with ridges and houses standing side by side.

Occasionally, the rooster cries and the dog barks, and there is an endless stream.

At this moment, it is noon, and the curling smoke rises in the wind, going around and around, like a white dragon.

Ning Chen walked on a ridge, looking at the autumn wind, full of full, golden ears of rice, and sighed with emotion.

Countrymen, the year's rush depends on this harvest in autumn.

Now that the crops are growing well, these farmers who live nearby should be able to have a good year.

Ordinary people living at the bottom have been busy all their lives, but in fact, what they want is to live and work in peace and contentment, mediocre but not vulgar, at least there is hope for life.

Life is short, and living and having hope is the greatest contentment.

Along this ridge, through the farmers in front of you, and after walking a distance, you can reach the bottom of Niangzi Mountain, the weather is cool now, as the only passerby, Ning Chen did not speed up.

Stop and stop along the way, look at the white dog in the clouds, and look at the vast land.

Occasionally, you can meet three or two young children, barefoot, stepping on the ripe soft mud, touching loaches, and catching river fish.

Ning Chen looked at this scene and sighed, when he was a child, he often did these things.

When I grew up, these good memories of my childhood faded away.

When he was eight years old, he was directly disconnected, and in addition to the sword and sword shadow, he faced tears and blood every day.

"If I weren't Ning Hetu, perhaps, life would be a different story."

Ning Chen muttered to himself, and looked down just in time to see not far away, an eight or nine-year-old girl, because she couldn't keep up with the pace of her friends, was sitting on the edge of the ridge, crying.

The fleshy little hands were covered with black mud, and they didn't wipe it, just rubbed it to their eyes.

One went back and forth, and became a flower-faced cat.

Ning Chen laughed, sat in front of the little girl with bad intentions, and quipped, "If you cry again, your little friend will run away." ”

"Who are you? Why haven't I seen you? ”

The little girl picked up a straw next to her, muttered, and looked at Ning Chen with curiosity on her face.

It seems that I have never seen such a good-looking big brother, and the little girl blinked her eyes, but she forgot to cry her nose.

Ning Chen rubbed the little girl's little head and said with a smile, "My name is Ning Hetu." ”

"I haven't heard of it."

The little girl pursed her mouth, dragged the straw with both hands, and a carp stood up, directly abandoning Ning Chen, and hurriedly caught up with her little friend.

After running a few steps, he turned his head, waving his pink little fist, and shouted at Ning Chen, "Big brother, my name is Xun'er, and my full name seems to be ......."

The little girl scratched her head, and it seemed that she had forgotten her full name.

However, he still grinned and said, "Anyway, it sounds good, it was taken by the fairy sister on the mountain." ”

Ning Chen was slightly stunned, and he probably knew in his heart who the fairy sister in this little girl's mouth was.

Wait for him to get close to the farmhouse.

The little girl's parents, as well as the peasant family living nearby, all looked at Ning Chen, a stranger who suddenly appeared, curiously.

Although the peasant family lives a simple life and rarely goes out, looking at Ning Chen's dress and personal temperament, they don't know that it is definitely an unusual role.

However, the peasant family is enthusiastic and good-looking after all.

Nodding and smiling at each other, after saying hello, the little girl's father invited Ning Chen to sit on the spot, and the latter was not polite, sitting in the yard, wiping his sweat, and then looking at the golden and brilliant fields.

"In a little while, it will be the day of the harvest."

Ning Chen smiled and reached out to take a bowl of cold boiled water from the little girl's father.

This swarthy man named Li Yun, listening to Ning Chen's emotion, first smirked, then supported his cheek with one hand, and said quite worriedly, "I don't know if I can survive until the autumn harvest." ”

"Why?" Ning Chen was puzzled.

"It seems that our north is going to be chaotic again, a few days ago I went into the city to buy rice, and I heard that several private armies in Ninghetu have begun to operate on a large scale, so the army is so mobilized, it is estimated that there is really going to be a war."

Li Yun knocked on the dry cigarette, frowning and thinking while smoking.

"It's the rule not to fight after the autumn, brother, there's no need to worry." Ning Chen smiled and comforted.

"You don't know, we are connoisseurs, when I enlisted in the army before, who cared about what kind of didn't fight after the autumn, let's fight a round first." Li Yun shook his head, not quite convinced.

Ning Chen heard the door, "Brother, has he been a private soldier?" ”

"That's it."

Li Yun's eyes lit up, and he laughed, "But it's always a little minion, and it's not as good as Ninghetu's private army teams, but unfortunately, I can't do it, otherwise Lao Tzu still wants to go to the battlefield." ”

His daughter, who was sitting on the ground drawing circles, heard the three words Ning Hetu for the second time, although she was not sensible, she still looked at Ning Chen with a curious expression.

Ning Chen didn't say much, patted Li Yun's shoulder, and comforted, "Don't worry, you can't fight in the autumn, your crops will have a bumper harvest." ”

"Really?"

Returning to this topic, Li Yun asked Ning Chen in disbelief.

Ning Chen smiled, "Thank you, brother, for your hospitality, I'm still in a hurry to leave first." ”

"Well, stay safe on the road." Li Yun didn't do anything to stay, picked up his daughter, and watched Ning Chen drift away.

After the person left, Li Yun muttered, "Look at this kid who looks dignified, why is he running the train with his mouth full, he said that he can't fight, so he can't fight?" When he is the young marshal of Ning Hetu? ”

"He's Ning Hetu."

The girl in his arms gestured with her hands and muttered.

Li Yun was stunned for a moment, and knocked on his daughter's head, "What nonsense?" ”

"The eldest brother told me personally, and he said that his name is Ning Hetu."

Li Yun was stunned, and looked back at the location where Ning Chen had left with an incredible face.

The farmers who gathered in twos and threes around him also turned their heads in shock and looked at the place where Ning Chen had left.