Chapter 1049 Taoyuan Village appears, looking for the saints!

As Dayu's main force continued to move north, the entire Central Plains was rarely calm. Ning Fan did not go to the northern border in person, but came to Dali.

These days, he accompanied the empress to appreciate flowers, fish, ride horses, and play with his son. It was rare for him to have a leisurely life.

One day, Ning Fan took the mother and son out of the city and came to the foot of a mountain outside Xueyue City.

"What are we doing here?"

"You'll know when you get there."

Ning Fan smiled, hugged the silly boy in his arms, and said softly: "Shao'er, Daddy has found a few teachers for you. From today on, you will live with the masters!"

"Huh?"

Mu Qingcheng was stunned when she heard Ning Fan's words. Is he going to give the child to someone else to raise?

Before she could ask, she saw Ning Fan got off the carriage, and a small village appeared in front of him.

There were a few sparse figures in the village, and children's laughter came from time to time. There was smoke from cooking in the scattered houses in the distance.

Outside the village, a stream meanders, a small bridge flows, and the sun sets. For a moment, Mu Qingcheng was stunned.

"This is..."

"How can there be such a paradise in the mountains and forests? Why have I never known about it?"

"Hehe!"

Ning Fan chuckled and walked into the village with Ning Shao in his arms.

Seeing the sudden appearance of several figures, several figures not far away also ran over.

"Lord!"

The leader was a dark-skinned man with a pair of strong arms. He walked with a breeze under his feet. Obviously, he was also a martial artist.

"Jingde!"

Ning Fan greeted with a smile. These people had just entered the world in recent days.

The man who was rowing the boat was a middle-aged man wearing a bamboo hat. He looked a bit elegant, but Mu Qingcheng clearly saw that the oar of the boat was actually a long spear.

"Who are they?"

Mu Qingcheng looked at Ning Fan in confusion, and the latter also showed a playful look on his face: "This is the blacksmith in the village, named Yuchi Gong, and that is the boatman in the village, surnamed Sun!"

"The shoe weaver at the door is surnamed Liu!"

"And the butcher at the entrance of the village is named Zhang Fei!"

"Is this the teacher you found for Shaoer?"

"No!"

Ning Fan shook his head slightly, and under the leadership of Yuchi Gong, he came to the depths of the village.

The task of unifying the Central Plains was completed, and the rewards issued by the system were somewhat beyond his expectations.

Ning Fan also had a half-understanding, and now he even put aside the war in the northern border and went there in person, just for this village.

This village is called-Taoyuan Village!

Walking across the small bridge, Ning Fan saw an old man wearing a straw raincoat fishing by the stream. Mu Qingcheng noticed the old man's fishing rod and was stunned for a moment: "Old man, why is there no hook on your fishing rod?"

"Haha!"

"Jiang is fishing, and those who are willing to take the bait will be caught."

As soon as the old man finished speaking, a small goldfish jumped directly from the stream and bit the fishing line.

"This..."

Ning Fan looked at the old man deeply and continued to walk towards the village entrance.

Mu Qingcheng also became silent at this time. It was obviously a small village, seemingly ordinary, but it exuded a mysterious atmosphere.

It seems that everyone here is not an ordinary citizen.

In the fields, there are several dark-skinned farmers tinkering with farming tools that have never been seen before. Under the old locust tree at the entrance of the village, four or five figures are sitting together, with a chessboard in the middle.

Under the interweaving of chess pieces, the figures sitting around are discussing other things fiercely.

"Etiquette can only restrain people with morality, while law can truly restrain people!"

"Since the Zhou Li, our Chinese nation has been civilized. Looking at the Xia and Shang dynasties, the aristocracy has been practicing human sacrifice, and the princes and officials..."

Ning Fan walked forward, hugged Ning Shao and listened silently for a long time. He guessed the identities of several people, but continued to walk towards the village without saying anything.

"Mr. Guan, how many pounds do you want today?"

"Three pounds of fat and two pounds of lean."

"Okay!"

Butcher Zhang waved his butcher knife, cut off two pieces of fat, and cut off a piece of tenderloin, then smiled heartily: "Add two kidneys to Mr. Guan!"

"Okay!"

Ning Fan looked at the middle-aged man who was not tall, and Ning Shao in his arms pointed at the pork on the chopping board: "Meat... Daddy... Eat... Meat!"

"Hahaha!"

Ning Fan couldn't help laughing, raised his foot and stepped forward, looking at the middle-aged man in the long robe: "Mr. Guan likes to eat fat... ? "

"Hahaha, the fat ones are fragrant, the thin ones are chewy, both are good!"

"Shao'er, call me teacher!"

Ning Fan put Ning Shao on the ground directly. The little guy walked unsteadily, stared at Guan Zhong blankly for a while, and then babbled: "Old Si..."

"Young Master!"

Guan Zhong bowed respectfully to little Ning Shao, and then looked at Ning Fan: "Master, are you going to..."

"I plan to let Shao'er stay in the village for a few years!"

"Hmm?"

Guan Zhong frowned at first, then thought of something and relaxed.

"Let's go, Shao'er, I'll take you to meet the other teachers!"

After saying goodbye to Guan Zhong, Ning Fan took Ning Shao to the village school.

An old man in a Confucian robe was teaching, and more than a dozen children were sitting in the school. The sound of reading aloud came through the window to the door.

Ning Fan held Ning Shao and waited quietly.

For a long time.

The door of the school opened, and the teacher came out and bowed to Ning Fan respectfully: "My lord, I've been waiting for a long time!"

"I dare not!"

Ning Fan quickly returned the greeting and said softly: "Master Kong, from now on, my son's homework will be handed over to you."

"Yes!"

"Don't bother the teacher, I will take him to see the other teachers."

"Farewell, my lord!"

Ning Fan came to another house. There was a gap in the door of the yard. He could vaguely see a middle-aged man sitting on a chair, holding a book in his hand and reading it with relish.

"Knock, knock, knock!"

Ning Fan knocked on the door gently, and a boy dressed as a book boy came out. Seeing Ning Fan, he asked in confusion: "Who are you looking for?"

"I'm here to meet Mr. Guigu!"

"My name is Ning Fan!"

As soon as the voice fell, the door in front of him opened directly. The middle-aged man sitting on the chair also put down his books and bowed to Ning Fan: "I am inconvenient to walk, so I am rude. Please forgive me, my lord!"

"No problem!"

Ning Fan shook his head and said with a smile: "But Mr. Boling?"

"Sun Bin, meet the lord, mistress, and young master!"

"No need to be polite!"

Ning Fan waved his hand, and two figures just walked out of the door.

"Sun Wu!"

"Wang Xu!"

"Meet the lord, meet the mistress!"

Ning Fan's expression was stern, and his face also showed a touch of excitement: "Military Saint, Guigu!"

"Finally meet the two of you!"

"My lord, please!"

Everyone walked into the main hall together. Ning Fan explained his purpose, and the latter agreed without saying a word.

"My Lord, rest assured, we are here to teach you to become a talent!"

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