"Well, thank you for your hard work in my beloved wife!"

Zhang Han walked out, rubbed his red eyes, and said with emotion.

He was only in his twenties and was wearing a Confucian shirt, but he was not a scholar-in-law. He obviously had no fame and fortune, his cheeks were thin, and his life was very poor.

At this time, when I saw the eggs in my bowl and the clear soup of my wife opposite, my chest suddenly became heavy: "Mi'er, you have been married to me for three years, but I have to work hard every day. I haven't lived a good life for a long time. It's really hard for you..."

He immediately took the chopsticks and wanted to push the eggs, but his wife stopped him with a gentle smile: "My eyebrows are not bitter, and let's talk about your husband's study, which is a first-class event!"

"I'll be enough for one, you can eat more!"

Zhang Han insisted, not that he didn't want to give both, but that he knew that this would make his wife unstoppable.

At this time, she gave one and ate her own portion under the gaze of her wife. She finally laughed and started to eat eggs, and seemed to be a little secretly happy.

Perhaps, in her heart, this is happiness?

In this scene, Zhang Han's eyes suddenly felt sore and almost shed tears.

After breakfast, Mei'er began to clean up the dishes, but Zhang Han used his hands to support his jaw, and his eyes were a little confused.

Well, his name is Zhang Han, whose courtesy name is Zixiu, is from Yishan. His family has ten acres of thin fields, several farmhouses, and a wife.

When I was young, my family was still well off, so I hired my master to start studying. Finally, I started studying. However, my brothers later fought for property and separated the family. I was alone and had only this. I was unable to become a scholar for a long time. This became a joke in the countryside and my livelihood gradually became poor.

"Mei'er, don't worry, I will definitely pass the scholar exam and let you live a good life!"

Zhang Han said, clenching his fists, as if he was determined.

"Yes! I'm just waiting to enjoy my happiness!"

The busy wife turned around and smiled gently, her eyebrows full of tenderness and encouragement.

The status of scholars in ancient times was extraordinary. It can be seen that officials did not kneel down, were exempted from labor service, and even the government would reward some land. If they excel in the county school assessment and become a student, they could even give a certain amount of money and food every month, so they would not be rich or powerful, but it would be very easy to have a well-off family.

Of course, Zhang Han was a little nerdy and had a big fuss in his studies and failed many trials.

Today, Zhang Han felt a little different. Seeing his beloved wife busy going down the field, he immediately walked over and said, "I'll help you!"

"No, my husband, you are a scholar, how can you do these rough work?"

Mei'er said very resistant and a little frightened.

"Then I'll accompany you all the way!"

Zhang Han was forced to speak, so he could only say.

The couple walked on the ridges of the fields. At this time, the colder was even heavier. Dewdrops hung on the leaves and clovers next to them, and some even had slightly frost.

Zhang Han casually broke a branch and waved it a few times. It was inconsistent, but it was whistling in the void, as if it was originally possible.

"Husband, the autumn dew is so cold, so let's go back early!"

Mei'er held the hoe in the basket, and said with some concern: "You have never been in good health..."

Zhang Han was weak and sick since childhood, but it was true. Although he didn't have much thick clothes at this time, he didn't feel much colder. He smiled and held Mei'er's hand: "Don't worry, you're strong for your husband!"

Although it was just an ordinary intimate action, the brow also had a red glow flying on his face, all the way to his ears: "No...no, it would be bad if someone saw it!"

Well, in ancient times, ethics were strict. Even if a couple married by a mediator who did this in public, there would still be rumors, and this would be enough to kill people!

Zhang Han is a scholar, so he naturally understands this principle, but he does not let go: "Look at what is around him?"

The couple was talking and laughing, and they came from the fields at home.

Mei'er went to the field to farm. Zhang Han asked for help several times, but was firmly rejected. He sat on a wooden stake by the field and opened the book he carried with him to recite.

As the sun rises, drops of sweat appear on the eyebrows' face, hands, and dripping into the soil.

"Who knew that every grain of food on the plate was hard..."

Zhang Han shook his head, put down the book, and poured another bowl of tea for his beloved wife: "Browse, I'll do it for you!"

"No! It'll be fine right away!"

Even though she said so, Mei'er smiled and put down her work and took over the tea bowl.

Just as I was about to say something, suddenly, the shrill sound of horse hooves broke the tranquility.

Step! Step!

In the distance, at the end of the intersection between the land and the sky, several black dots appeared, getting bigger and bigger. When the farmers and women nearby saw each other, they were all like stupid gooses, and they were fixed on the spot.

Suddenly, a scream suddenly rang out: "The bandit is here, run away!"

An old farmer shouted. He had just run two steps when he was caught up by the knight behind him. A sword flashed, and a head flew up, blood spurted, and his body ran forward a few steps before he fell down.

"father!"

A strong man screamed and walked forward with a hoe: "Heavenly killed me! I'll fight you!"

call out!

But after all, he was an ordinary farmer, his physical strength, skills, and weapons far from that of the horse bandits. With a loud laugh, he saw a horse running by, his long sword splitting the hoe without any obstacles, and directly cutting him into two pieces. A large amount of blood and internal organs flowed across the river, and the scene was terrible.

"Run!"

When other farmers and women saw this scene, they finally woke up and ran towards the village like a desperate attempt.

"Ha ha……"

The bandits laughed and drove away the farmers, occasionally rising, killing a few behind them, looking leisurely.

Even though there are hundreds of people in the entire village and only a few riders, the gap in force cannot be made up for by the number of people, let alone create chaos, which makes the strong men unable to gather.

"Walk!"

Zhang Han held Mei Niang's hand and felt a coldness. He didn't care at all and ran all the way.

However, they were both scholars and women, and they didn't walk very quickly, and they immediately fell behind, attracting the attention of the bandits.

"Huh? That woman is good?"

A bandit saw his eyebrows and his eyes lit up, and he immediately drove forward: "Haha... Scholar, let's give it to me!"

"Husband! Go quickly! Don't worry about me!"

At this time, Mei'er's face showed a firm look and pushed Zhang Han.

"No!"

Zhang Han gritted his teeth: "I don't want to live together, but I want to die together!"

"Tsk, what a pair of desperate couples, but unfortunately I won't let you down!"

The bandit laughed loudly and chased after him. Just as he grabbed Mei'er, he was captured by the horse, and then he slashed it down with a sabre.

"Husband..."

As the eyebrows were crying with blood like cuckoos, Zhang Han's face changed, his eyes were dull, but his body moved early.

The moment the sword came to his body, he suddenly bent over and avoided the disaster of the beheading. His right hand protruded like lightning, grabbed the bandit's wrist, and exerted force again. The bandit screamed and the handle of the knife fell directly.

laugh!

Zhang Han held the knife in one hand, and with a slight stroke, a cold front like a bright moon flashed in the air.

A blood-red thin line appeared on the horse bandit's forehead and fell straight from the horse's back.

The snatching of the sword and killing people... happened in an instant. The bandits behind were still cheering, and when they saw the bandits falling to the ground, they were stunned for a moment.

"drive!"

Zhang Han jumped onto a horse and took his wife, and suddenly urged him.

The mount suddenly turned into a gust of black wind and rushed towards the dull horse bandits behind.

"kill!"

He swung his sword, and the man used the horse's power to gain the essence of cavalry warfare. It was like a flash of lightning that immediately cut a horse bandit who had no time to react in half.

"ah!"

The last few horse bandits shouted and immediately stepped forward: "Do you dare to kill our people?"

"snort!"

Zhang Han didn't answer, and turned the reins again. The horse galloped up, and the sword light flashed, like the god of death who was harvesting life. In an instant, two more were knocked down.

"Good man, please spare me! Good man, please spare me!"

Seeing this scene, the last bandit was so scared that he turned around and left.

call out!

Not long after he ran out, a black light flew out and penetrated his vest, which looked like a steel knife.

The horse screamed, threw the body on its back, and ran farther and farther away.

"Huh... Who will awaken to the big dream first? I know it for my whole life!"

After killing all the horse bandits, Zhang Han stopped his horse, put away his knife, and stared at the beauty in his arms, with a slightly complicated expression.

"Husband...you..."
To be continued...