Qin Yi squatted on the ground, holding a wooden stick, drew a big square on the ground, and said, "Look, we will use the method of building a platform to build the foundation. We just need to make the foundation larger than the platform."

Wang Gensheng squatted beside him, looking at the simple drawings drawn by Qin Yi seriously and said, "But, how to fix it?"

Qin Yi opened his left finger and floated on the ground, spread his right hand, and four fingers passed through the gap between the fingers of his left hand. His index finger and ring finger stood on the ground. He explained: "Make two layers, representing the surface and the ground respectively. More than a dozen pillars fixed on the foundation in the platform can be fixed by crossing the surface and standing on the ground."

Through Qin Yi's demonstration, Wang Gensheng understood it all at once, clapped his hands happily and said, "Yes, yes, big head, you are so smart."

Qin Yi raised his head proudly, pressed his hands down, and raised his mouth and said softly: "Low down."

When Qin Yi looked up, he saw an incredible scene.

A dumb blue carriage stopped not far in front of him at some point.

The horses pulling the cart are very tall and mighty, all in blue, without any trace of variegation.

On the shaft was a tight groom wrapped in a thin cloak, leaning against the car door with a horse whip in his right hand, his head bit by bit, as if he was dozing off.

The curtain of the carriage near Qin Yi was lifted from inside, revealing the face of a pale and beardless young man. He had a gentle smile on his face, his eyes were dark, as if full of wisdom, and he looked at him with interest.

Qin Yi's eyes looked at the other party from a distance. The young man in the carriage asked with a smile: "Whose child are you?"

Qin Yi replied blankly: "My father's surname is Qin, his name is Yong."

"Qin Yong, it turned out to be him. I didn't expect that he would raise his child so well. It was really rare." After saying that, the young man in the carriage put down the curtain, the carriage drove again, and slowly entered the village.

Qin Yi shuddered for a moment and murmured: "What a strong aura."

Qin Yi looked at Wang Gensheng, Dashan, and they had not come to their senses yet. They stood there like puppets, with only their eyes moving, and their eyes were still staring at the direction of the carriage, slowly turning.

Qin Yi stood up and looked at the other children in the wasteland. Sure enough, he was exactly the same as the mountains and Wang Gensheng, as if he had been captured.

This is unscientific.

Is it a supernatural phenomenon?

Is the other party a ghost or fairy that can capture people's hearts and souls?

Qin Yizheng didn't know what to do, Dashan took a deep breath, came back to his senses, and said in shock: "Yes, yes, carriage? Why did there be carriages come to our village?"

Qin Yi suddenly thought of something, and quickly ran to the top of the hillside, watched the carriage slowly sail towards the high-walled courtyard west of the village, and disappeared from his sight.

"It's there indeed!"

The courtyard in the west of the village is a huge courtyard surrounded by a wall that is ten feet tall.

In the forbidden area in the village, no one dared to stay near the west courtyard of the village at will.

Since they could walk, they were warned not to go to the west courtyard of the village to play.

Qin Yi even suspected that the place they were playing was the wasteland in the east of the village, and there were also considerations in this regard.

who is he?

Why did he come?

He seemed to know his father, and maybe his father could tell him the answer.

Thinking of this, Qin Yi was going home to ask his father for a clear question. At this time, he happened to see his father and many people who had just worked in the field in a hurry and came back from the field in groups. Qin Yi immediately ran to Qin Yong.

When Qin Yong saw Qin Yi, he immediately shook his head and kept saying, "Sunzi, take his two younger brothers home, don't play outside."

Qin Yong's words reminded the others, and they also shouted that their son would go home and stop playing here.

After Qin Yong finished speaking, he stopped looking at Qin Yi and walked away quickly with the crowd.

Qin Yi ran back to the top of the hillside, watching the crowd joining halfway as he was moving, and the flow of people became larger and larger. Finally, he arrived at the gate of the west courtyard of the village and stopped.

Sure enough, it was still the courtyard in the west of the village.

"Bigou, come down quickly, Daddy, let us go home."

Qin Yi frowned, tightened his face, and said hello to Wang Gensheng and Dashan with great worries, and then followed the two brothers home.

...

The carriage started to move again, and a gentle voice came from inside the car.

"Old Huang, look at this child, how about it?"

The thin old man driving on the shaft yawned and replied casually: "The roots and bones are extraordinary, they are quite intelligent, and they are a good seedling."

"Yes, I really didn't expect that it would be rare to encounter such a good seedling here."

When Mr. Huang heard this, he woke up and asked in surprise: "What? The young master has a desire to love talents? He wants to take it as a sword-holding boy?"

"It's true."

After hearing the young master's answer, Mr. Huang was very puzzled.

In the past, the young master had seen better roots or better wisdom than this child, but the young master never wanted to accept them as a boy holding a sword.

Why this time...

Mr. Huang suddenly thought of the current situation of the young master and couldn't help but feel sad.

Then I thought about it and it was good to collect a boy holding a sword and teach him with me. At least the young master had something to do to avoid being alone.

"The young master personally teaches that this son will be destined to be extraordinary in the future."

"Haha... I'll lend you a good word." A hearty laughter came from the carriage.

When Mr. Huang heard the young master's long-lost laughter, he also started laughing, and the wrinkles on his face were squeezed together.

While speaking, the carriage slowly drove to the gate of the west courtyard of the village. Huang Lao's figure flashed and the door opened. Huang Lao seemed to have never left before. The carriage slowly drove into the gate without a trace of pause.

When I entered the gate, the carriage did not stop immediately. Instead, after turning two turns, the carriage slowly stopped in a yard.

The carriage door opened, and the pale and beardless young man in the car, wearing a green jade crown and a white fur, lifted the curtain, slowly walked out of the car, looked up at the four big words "Quiet and Far" on the door plaque, and sighed: "I didn't expect that I, Qin Xu, would have been sent to the villa for one day."

Mr. Huang heard the decadent meaning in the tone of the young master, and quickly stepped forward to comfort him, "The master is also for the young master. This place is remote and far away from right and wrong, and is suitable for the young master to rest."

"Stay away from right and wrong?" Qin Xu repeated a soft sentence, shook his head slightly, no longer worried, but turned around and said in the direction of the courtyard gate: "They are coming, Mr. Huang, go and welcome him."

"Yes, young master."

Mr. Huang led the carriage to the stable, unloaded the carriage, settled the horses, and then walked to the front of the gate. Mr. Huang smiled and greeted him, "Please, the young master has been waiting for a long time."

"You are waiting for a long time," everyone quickly bowed and bowed their heads, followed Mr. Huang into the gate that had not been opened for a long time.
Chapter completed!