Yan's foreign relatives, give Da Yan a little Xuanwu Gate shock

Chapter 162: Don’t look back, Xiao Yuan, I’m your sister

It’s a light October rain, and I can almost smell the tide breeze from the distant ocean.

The capital sent a letter from Yan Junyan, saying that the Honglu Temple had reached an agreement with Rem Bito to host the Rem Bito Autonomous State Independence Conference in Lateran. As time passed, four autonomous states had requested independence, which had become a major trend.

Victoria has not made a clear statement yet and seems to be in private contact with Pope Lateran.

Qiu Fengshu said that Baizao Tianshi Mansion and the Wrights have developed a ground-based drone A model, whose current functions include detecting soil moisture and automatically releasing water, and using rotating blades to assist in harvesting. I won't be able to see my husband during this period, but he will definitely come before the New Year.

In the cafeteria of Dahuang City, Master Ping Tian put down his clean bowl and said, "Let's set the start time of the industrial platform on the day after tomorrow. It's also a good day. We can start the work after praying to the old lady Shennong."

Yuan Congqian asked: "Is Elder Shennong still in charge of the industrial platform?"

"As long as we are in Dahuang City, she has to take care of everything."

Master Ping didn't seem to be joking. "She defined the twenty-four solar terms and led the development of the land of Dahuang City alone. She must be such a powerful person. Even Miss Lin went to the temple fair to ask Shennong to wish her good luck in her studies."

He was busy building an industrial platform and left in a hurry.

Yuan Congqian walked around in Dahuang City, holding an umbrella and listening to the rain, stealing a moment of leisure in the midst of busyness.

When we arrived in front of the Shennong Temple, we saw a large shed had been set up and several farmers were offering bread to Shennong.

"On the first day of the tenth month of the Guisi year, on the morning of the 10th day of the 11th month, I respectfully call upon the gods of the five directions and five lands! The master, Fang, hereby makes thousands of wheat yeast cakes on the first day of the tenth month, and lays crisscross paths to mark the boundaries. Five kings must be established, each with their own territory!"

"I warn you again and again, and this is my motto."

"God hears, and blessings will come from the depths."

"People's wishes shall not be violated, I hope you will follow Bi Yong!"

They sang the Zhuquwen solemnly, which was performed a hundred years ago, and then began to dance in front of the statue of Shennong. Their wide sleeves fluttered in the rain as they swung their arms, but their movements were not quite in unison.

"This is the folks making wine yeast. The method is mentioned in the 64th chapter of "Qimin Yaoshu" on making divine yeast and wine."

A light yet graceful voice interrupted Yuan Congqian's observation.

A beautiful lady with long flaxen hair and wearing a bamboo hat walked out from the poetic countryside during the busy farming season.

Shu lifted his sleeves with his pale yellow arms and put them on his waist: "They are offering the wheat koji to the God of Land and Shennong, praying for smooth production of the wine koji. My younger brother said that the best-selling product in Dahuang City is the barley wine they brew."

She looked like she had just finished working, with a hint of fatigue between her brows.

"Are you tired, Master Shu?"

That being said, this was actually just Yuan Congqian's imagination. The agent would not be tired from working in the fields. In fact, there was always a look of fatigue between Shu's eyebrows, whether she was happy or angry.

Unexpectedly, Shu nodded instead.

"I am indeed tired. I have circled Dahuang City twice this morning. Dahuang City is going to be rebuilt into a mobile city, and I have to see the status of the fields clearly to determine which lands should be moved to the plots first."

Yuan Congqian sighed: "Moving land to plots of land seems like a fantasy every time I hear it."

A smile appeared at the corners of Shu's eyes, as if the green grass in the fields was reflected. His eyes were clear and he said, "The villagers think so too. If the land can still be cultivated, why should we go to the city to cultivate it? There aren't that many natural disasters in the wilderness."

Dahuang City is considered to be the luckier area on Terra.

Even a small natural disaster requires the cooperation of many Heavenly Masters to stop it, but the Great Wasteland City has been able to grow crops safely for so many years. Yuan Congqian knows the character of the Sui Beast Agents. They will not take action for a small natural disaster. This has nothing to do with millet.

Shu patted Yuan Congqian's shoulder.

"Come on, go with me to see if the fruit trees I planted are ripe. If they are, help me pick a few. I have helped you with the work at the Tianshi Mansion, so can Little Shennong accompany me for a walk?"

Of course Yuan Congqian agreed.

"Happy to accompany you."

"Then let's go this way. It will take about a quarter of an hour."

Shu took off her hat with a smile, letting the raindrops wet her hair.

"Originally, there was supposed to be a candlelighter to help me, but she was called back a month ago. Now the capital's Sicui has not arranged a new candlelighter, so I have to trouble Little Shennong."

As if being in the rain would make her feel closer to the sky, she walked into an orchard. However, her long skirt was not wet at all, and she still looked like a butterfly fluttering in the wind and rain.

This image of a woman dancing in the drizzle in a long skirt with wide sleeves should be the dream of traditional Chinese literature for the unity of women.

Yuan Congqian was the lucky one to have this painting all to himself.

Shu was like a child, walking in front in the rain, "I watched the Great Wasteland City grow up, watched batches of fruit trees grow over several years and naturally age. I have seen the seeds of all the crops here with my own eyes."

"This land will remember your achievements in Dahuang City."

Shu suddenly stopped and looked back. "What about you? Who would you like to remember your achievements? I had a dream last night. I dreamed of Shennong jade growing all over the mountains and fields in the disaster-stricken areas. What would you dream about?"

“I dreamed that I was sleeping under a rice plant that was taller than me.”

Yuan Congqian answered in a calm tone, his gaze moving farther and farther away as the green grass rose and fell like waves.

Shu smiled and stroked the uneven bark of the fruit tree: "This tree was planted twelve years ago. It matured in October, which is a bit late. The fruit it bears is a variety that the villagers have selected and bred for more than 30 years. It is sweeter, juicier, and more delicious."

Shu found a ladder in the surrounding orchard, picked the dripping red fruits, and handed them to Yuan Congqian.

"Let's go and take a look at the tree in front."

Her finger pointed toward a fruit tree in front, from where the fragrance of fruit was wafting.

Yuan Congqian took the seed, which looked like an apple but was not called an apple in Terra, and walked towards the tree. It was really a pleasure to pick fruits and record data with Shu.

As soon as he took a step, he felt a heavy push on his back.

"Master Shu?"

"I'm sorry, sister... my hands and feet are a little weak, and I seem to be feeling a little unwell..."

Shu's hair flowed down Yuan Congqian's shoulders, and her voice was weak.

She had to constantly fight against the evil fragments buried deep in the earth in the Great Wasteland City, and the balance between the evil fragments and her power was constantly being broken. Shu originally thought it was an illusion, or an illusion of excessive joy...

But judging from the increasingly frequent symptoms of weakness in her legs and feet recently, this was not her illusion.

The resistance of the evil fragments against her is indeed becoming more and more fierce!

Chapter 163: Get Closer to My Sister

Can agents get sick? Do they have sickly attributes?

For agents, this should be an impossible question to consider.

Out of interest, Yuan Congqian looked through the agent's physical examination report at the Simuitai. Compared with her brothers and sisters, Shu's body did show a sign similar to "aging", which was very abnormal for an agent.

Yuan Congqian felt a pair of hands grabbing his shoulders, and the hanging hair made his neck itchy.

Yuan Congqian, who currently only had a little experience in teasing little Qilin, stiffened.

"How is Shu Tianshi doing? The Crop Germplasm Bank has a simple health check-up center..."

"It will be fine in a while. It's not some sudden illness. Village chief, just lend me your shoulder. What's wrong with helping me?" Shu's voice came from Yuan Congqian's ear at a fairly close distance.

Considering Shu Tianshi's age, it is reasonable for her to call herself a young lady in front of Yuan Congqian.

The person who called herself a young woman paused for a moment, stood up again, and took the experimental record book from Yuan Congqian.

"Does the village chief have something important to do?"

"Nothing to do today."

"follow me."

Shu led Yuan Congqian to a meadow with green seedlings and light grass, and pointed to the core urban area in the distance: "When you left your house this morning and walked around the Great Wasteland City, did you come to this sown grass field?"

Yuan Congqian carefully identified it and said with certainty, "I've been here before."

"Since you have nothing to do today, why don't you take me to your house for a drink?"

Shu's face was pale, as if she had some unresolved sorrow, but she raised a piece of Tianshiyi and smiled. It was like the spring breeze coming again, fading the plum blossoms and trying to bloom the peach trees. She seemed to be more suitable for smiling, like a swallow that had settled its nest and returned to its old place.

"The late ears of corn are red in the sunset, and the dew stains the dusty collar..." She chanted softly, and was surrounded by green light.

In the dew, Shu and Yuan Congqian's figures disappeared and appeared in his mansion in the core area of ​​​​Dahuang City.

In Shu's hand was a pot of mixed grain wine, which smelled like various grains, as if it was taken from the statue of Shennong in Dahuang City. She waved her hand, and the green plants by the window grew out, holding two small wine glasses and placed them in front of the two people.

The wine, with a strong aroma of fermented rice, flows out from the spout of the pot.

Shu asked, "Have you ever drunk alcohol?"

"I don't like drinking much, I just had one or two drinks with friends."

"Then you can drink this mixed grain wine. Mixed grain wine won't make you drunk."

Shu handed a cup of multi-grain wine to Yuan Congqian, and drank the whole cup himself, his face slightly red.

She was about to say something but stopped herself. Seeing Yuan Congqian rummaging in his bag, she became curious and asked, "What are you looking for?"

"Maybe you can use some western medicine from the capital."

Shu laughed: "You are kind. But I don't think my illness can be cured by ordinary medicine."

Looking at the wine in front of him, Yuan Congqian couldn't help but mutter in his heart, this seemed not to be the first time he accompanied the Sui Beast agent to drink, Jie also said that she owed him a glass of good wine... Is it his duty to accompany the agent to drink?

How come the next generation of Si Sui Tai Qing became the one who drinks with the Sui Beast?

Yuan Congqian drank the mixed grain wine despite his random thoughts. Compared with the famous wines in cities with mature brewing technology, mixed grain wine is more like a magic drink. After taking a sip, he didn't know what he drank. It has the aroma of fruit, rice, and bitterness.

Shu just stared at Yuan Congqian drinking, and only put down his glass after three rounds of drinks.

"Do you know anything about evil?" she asked.

"I understand a little bit. After all, I am a fourth-rank official in the capital."

"Well, then I can tell you... In the beginning, the Great Wasteland City was not like this. It was like the ice field in the north, a place that once belonged to evil demons. The black ice was solid and the soil was like a ghost cave."

The aroma of multi-grain wine filled the room.

As the millet's gentle and soothing sound rippled on the surface of the wine, circles of autumn light appeared.

"After generations of hard work, more and more land has been reclaimed in the wilderness, and this place has been divided among people. I have a good friend who likes to cultivate this land stubbornly. Her wish... is to see the Shennong jade."

"I have seen many people with tired faces in Dahuang City. They live with tired faces, wearily tilling the land they have cultivated for a lifetime, and looking through agricultural books for ways to replenish the labor in the fields. At first, I wondered what the purpose of their persistent pursuit was, and then I became such a person. Then, you appeared."

"Master Shu, I think you are tired too."

"You kid, are you actually worried about whether your sister is tired?"

Shu smiled and said, "What about you?"

"I?"

"The mountains are green, the rivers are white, and the rain is like smoke in the sound of cuckoos.

There are few idle people in the countryside in April. After finishing the sericulture, they start planting in the fields. "

"The people of Dahuang City have been busy all their lives, but they have never been able to stop. They heard from the Agricultural Master that they were researching land that could be used to grow crops on soil contaminated by Originium, but they actually didn't even know how far the experiment had progressed. It was you who first told them that Yan Country had made an extremely important breakthrough in agriculture."

"You told the people of Great Wasteland City what they were striving for, and you also summarized the meaning of their lives from a high-level perspective. This may be just an ordinary thing to you, but it is very important to Great Wasteland City."

"I just realized that I wasn't thinking clearly enough. It seems that a herd of beasts walking on the endless wild grass also needs a leader. It seems that as long as I follow you, the things you promised me will be within reach and I can look forward to them."

Yuan Congqian was a little uncomfortable with Shu's true feelings.

According to information from various channels, Miss Shu has been working in Dahuang City for at least a thousand years. She has watched this town grow from infancy to adulthood. In the future, she will also witness Dahuang City being transformed into a mobile city.

Being thanked so solemnly by her, Yuan Congqian was not sure whether to accept it easily.

"It's just that I feel bad that my fellow villagers are too poor and can't make any money out of them, so I want to make them rich first."

"Just say this to yourself."

Miss Shu covered her mouth and smiled, "Actually, I noticed you when you came here. Come closer to me, I'm only saying this to you."

Yuan Congqian poured a glass of wine for Shu and himself, "Just say it directly."

She became serious and said the words she had hesitated for a long time.

"You reap what you sow. Actually... I saw you kissing me on the face in the future while I was sleeping. However, wise men fear the cause, while fools fear the consequence. I became curious. What on earth could give you such courage?"

These words were like thunder, exploding in Yuan Congqian's heart.

Putting aside Shu's looks, would he do such a thing in the future?

The movement holding the wine glass suddenly froze in mid-air, not knowing whether to put the wine down or continue drinking.

I dare not move. I dare not move at all.

Chapter 164: Could it be that I am just attracted by Sister Shu’s beauty?

A clear spring is guided by green plants and flows into Shu's wine glass.