The atmosphere of Luoyang City reached its peak after a large number of grain from Shu were transported into the city, especially the banner hung by the caravan was the Yang Firm, and the leader was also looking for Yang Sanlang of the Shizifu after entering the city, and the people were even more grateful to San Lang and Mu Fushu, and the popularity of the two rose to the peak again.

The grain was sold on the streets, and the price was lower than usual, but everyone was limited to buy it in case anyone took advantage of the opportunity to stock up. The method used is to use a special seal to stamp the hands of the people who buy grain, and this kind of ink generally cannot be washed off, and it will disappear at least two or three days. The people of small families went out to buy grain, and the big families also sent all their subordinates.

In less than two hours, all the grain was sold out. The leader of the caravan promised to send food once a month before the autumn harvest, and the people of the city were relieved to disperse.

When these grains arrived, Mu Fushu mixed in the food in the space, and then pulled it to an empty house they bought, which would be used as part of the military rations. When it was transported into the warehouse and cellar, Mu Fushu took the opportunity to put a lot of grain in it, including corn, sweet potatoes, potatoes, etc. Yang Weng was good at watching the weather, and he said that it would rain in three days, and when the rain stopped, they would go on an expedition to the Turks.

When San Lang and Mu Fushu were thriving, the King of Shu was in great pain. He wanted to leave and go directly to Jiangning, and he wanted to stay and follow them to the Turks, but he was anxious about both plans.

Going out to Jiangning City, although the odds of victory are great, people are terrifying. Cui Chongyu, who is regarded as the "remnant of the Wang family", knows that he is the first to go outside, but the dignified King of Shu insists on ascending to the throne first with a small family, which will definitely be criticized. The biggest difference between him and the Wang family is that he wants face, and he doesn't dare to make the world disagree, making people laugh and scold.

If he followed the expedition against the Turks, the odds of victory were the greatest, he had already heard that Saburo and they had a magical weapon, like a thunderstorm, which would wipe people out of ashes and bones, and he was also very curious about this weapon, and at the same time deeply jealous. If this weapon is really so magical, let alone the Turks, he can fight wherever he wants, even if he defeats Jiangning City, as long as San Lang wants to, he has to obediently give up the throne.

He didn't think he had what it took to fight that terrible weapon. Sixty thousand Turks! can be worth three times their Han army, he is now only 50,000 soldiers and horses, and the old, weak, sick and remnants are full of them, where can he withstand the wanton and indiscriminate bombardment? Even if they want to be as face-saving as themselves and disdain to fight him with real guns, he doesn't have the face to sit on the throne.

Now everyone knows that San Lang is the orphan of King Huai, and King Huai is the person who was appointed as the crown prince by the first emperor, according to the rules, San Lang is the grandson, and he will be the only person in the Yang family who will inherit the throne of the Great Sui.

I knew that I had left him in the first place! He has become his own son, where can he still come out and compete with him for the throne? The remorseful hatred of the king of Shu can't spurt out a few mouthfuls of old blood.

San Lang and Mu Fu were too busy to stay in the prince's mansion. San Lang went back to Linjia Village again and took thousands of explosive bags. The rest of the time is spent constantly opening up new land in space. After the ratio of internal and external time increases, sweet potatoes, potatoes, and corn can be harvested every three days, and wheat and rice can be harvested once every four days. The warehouse was already full, and Saburo asked the caravan to drive the empty carts out of the city and fill them in a no-man's land, pretending to be from Shu. The people in those caravans are all dressed up by the eldest princess's guards, and they will definitely not say much about what they shouldn't say, but they will only feel that the prince of the county is really a god.

After a torrential downpour, the drought eased. Yang Weng and Cui Chongyu discussed several times, and then started a hexagram, and decided to set off on the northern expedition two days later.

Mu Fushu took the opportunity to release thousands of horses in the space and let the caravan be brought into the city as military horses.

The two of them harvested for the last time before the space was made.

Twenty-eight bird eggs have been immersed in the water of the space well, and there is no reaction at all. According to the time in the space, almost five months have passed, Mu Fushu can't be sure what kind of egg this is, it can't hatch in five months, you must know that the chick can come out of the shell in only twenty-one days!

After harvesting all the grain and planting new seeds, the two of them washed and ate a hearty meal, and then fell asleep. It's really tired and sleepy, even if there are only two people, thousands of acres of land are so tired that they vomit blood. Fortunately, it is not mature at the same time, otherwise it would really be too busy.

When he woke up, Mu Fushu felt that something was wrong. When I opened my eyes, I saw something hanging upside down on the top of the tent. She opened her eyes wide and looked at it, so frightened that she pinched San Lang beside her.

On the top of the tent hung five or six colorful birds!

The birds are about twenty centimeters long, and of course, the five or six centimeters long tails behind them are also counted in them. There is a pinch of hair on the top of the head, like the feathers on the hats worn by European men in the Middle Ages, and those hairs are not the same color, they are all colorful. The head is round, the eyes are dark and swarthy, the size of a soybean, and the small mouth is pointed. The feathers on the body are beautiful in color, and they are simply sparkling. The two little paws were very pointed, firmly attached to the tent, and it was not difficult to hang upside down at all.

In general, these birds look like trumpeted parrots in their entirety, but they are more beautiful than parrots.

Mu Fushu and San Lang looked at these birds in a daze. After a while, Saburo hesitated: "Are those eggs hatching?" ”

"It's supposed to be hatched!" Mu Fushu sat up, and when the birds saw her move, they fluttered and flew up, and after flying out of the tent, they stood on the table, their little paws picking at the tablecloth, and lined up steadily, tilting their heads to look at them.

After getting out of bed, Mu Fushu found that there were still many birds on the ground. San Lang couldn't help laughing: "Auntie, look, they still know how to queue up." ”

Mu Fushu took a closer look, but no, the ones on the ground were lined up in three rows, each row of six. plus the six on the table, there are twenty-three.

Twenty-eight eggs hatched twenty-three birds, which is not bad. Mu Fushu looked at those birds, not knowing what kind of breed these were. I'll have to check the book later.

San Lang walked to the table and carefully observed the six birds on the table, one of them suddenly screamed, the sound was crisp and pleasant, very beautiful, Mu Fushu "yo", praised: "Can also sing!" ”

San Lang smiled and teased: "Well, these little birds have wasted so much space and water, but there is also a benefit, that is, they can sing to you." ”

Mu Fushu laughed, the laughter did not stop, and she could only hear the same laughter as her.

Both of them were stunned, and when they heard the sound, they saw a little bird on the table laughing with its mouth open "hahaha", and the voice was the same as Mu Fushu.

San Lang Xu was taken aback, reflexively waved his hand, and slapped the bird, but the bird "soared" and flew up, hovering in the air while laughing "hahaha".

The other bird on the table also let out a "hahaha" laugh.

Mu Fushu felt that the hairs on his body stood up. It's not a tape recorder, it's two birds! The little bird can imitate her voice, and it is so similar that she can't even tell it herself!

Seeing that her face was not good, San Lang shouted angrily: "Shut up!" ”

Almost at the same time, one of the birds on the ground shouted, "Shut up! ”

The bird in the air stopped, stopped smiling, and the one on the table stopped making a sound. But the bird on the ground kept saying, "Shut up!" Shut up! Shut ......"

Mu Fushu was about to collapse, and ran into the bathroom with San Lang and closed the door.

The two were shocked, Mu Fu wiped his sweat and said: "Okay, don't scare yourself, just think that these birds are wrens, aren't there a lot of wrens who can learn people's words!" ”

San Lang said: "These birds are so weird, even if they are wrens, they can learn to speak before they hatch!" ”

Mu Fushu had calmed down at this time, and persuaded: "This space is already magical, think about it, with a strange bird like Dapeng, how can there be no bird who can learn human words?" ”

San Lang thought for a moment and nodded, "What you said is true, it's just that these birds are useless except for learning human speech." ”

At this time, the two of them heard another sound in their ears, "Shut up!" Shut up! ”

The two looked down and saw a bird standing under the washbasin, and when they saw it looking at it, they said again, "Shut up!" ”

Mu Fushu looked at the door of the bathroom, it was closed, and when they came in just now, they didn't see the scholar running in. So what's just going on? It stands to reason that you can't hear what is being said outside.

San Lang said suddenly: "Auntie, you stay here, I'll go outside." ”

Before Mu Fushu could react, San Lang went out, still closing the door.

It didn't take much effort, and Mu Fushu heard the bird say in San Lang's voice: "Auntie, I'm San Lang." ”

Mu Fushu looked at the little bird with a shocked face, and said numbly: "San Lang, I'm the eldest mother." ”

With a "bang", San Lang opened the door panting, grabbed a bird in his hand, and walked to Mu Fushu: "You see, this bird is the same as the one underground, with a white fur crown." ”

Mu Fushu took a look, and sure enough, the pinch of feathers on the top of the heads of the two birds was white.

Saburo said excitedly: "If I'm not mistaken, these two are just a pair, one person speaks to one of them, and the other can repeat it." ”

No way! It's a bird phone!

Mu Fushu nodded: "I just don't know how far apart we can be." ”

The little bird in Saburo's hand is very obedient, and he doesn't struggle when he is caught. Mu Fushu thought for a while and picked up the one on the ground: "I'll teleport to the lake to try it." ”

When he arrived at the lake, Mu Fushu said to the bird: "San Lang, can you hear me?" ”

The bird repeated, and after about two or three seconds, the bird spoke, "I heard." ”

Mu Fushu felt that this world was really mysterious, did the birds turn on the radio? What an amazing bird! Twenty-four birds, twelve pairs, that means she can open twelve telephone lines?

The little bird began to speak in Saburo's voice again: "Auntie, you can run farther away!" ”

Mu Fushu arrived at the foot of the mountain where Dapeng was found this time, and it took a long time to speak, and it took seven or eight seconds before he could reply. Then she went to the spot where she had found the eggs and the horses, this time longer and waiting about twenty seconds for a reply.

It turns out that the time and distance of this conversation are also related. Mu Fushu calculated for a while, and had a plan in his heart. No matter how long the distance is, you can only try again later.

The two of them were very happy to get the "talking bird", and Mu Fushu even scooped out the space well water to feed the birds, and took millet corn kernels out to feed them. As Mu Fushu guessed, the birds had the same color on their heads, a total of twelve pairs. There were still four eggs left in the pot that had not hatched, and the other eggshells were missing, and Saburo deduced that they had been eaten by the birds. R1152