Qin Wangzhuang, Li Fangchen didn't know the news that Seventeen was tortured.

Xingxiao is by the side of the eldest grandson Wuji, and he is changing his tricks every day to make the eldest grandson Wujian smile.

The eldest grandson Wujian is very sweet in his heart, and it is a great blessing to have a son like this.

The two of them partnered to clean up the "chicken gold" all over the place in the chicken coop, and the taste was particularly sour.

The queen mother who was supposed to dance for nine days did not see any disgust.

There were several maids waiting beside him, carrying baskets, and constantly taking eggs from the hands of the queen mother.

"Yu'er, take more, after the Zhuangzi children get out of class today, the palace will go and send them over."

The Mengxue place in Zhuangzi was reopened, and all the children of Xiaofangzhuang were transferred to Qinwangzhuang.

Let them read and reason, because Li Fangchen attaches great importance to these young "next generation".

I took the eldest grandson Wujian to visit once before, and all the pastries in my hands were arranged by Li Fangchen for the Qin Palace.

The children ate very happily, and when they saw the eldest grandson Wujian one by one, they were extremely respectful.

Simple, lively and clever, every child represents a kind of hope for the future.

The eldest grandson was so happy to see it that he planned to make some sweets himself and give them to these lovely children.

In this regard, Li Fangchen did not have any opposition except for support.

But the eldest grandson Wujian doesn't know how to cook, let alone cook, how can she make something delicious by herself?

I suddenly remembered a delicacy I had tasted in the palace.

This delicacy is also closely related to Li Fangchen, after all, the name of this dish is "steamed egg".

It's easy to understand, melts in your mouth, and the silky feel is very enjoyable.

Every once in a while, the eldest grandson will send someone to make some tastings, and over time, he will have a better understanding of steamed eggs.

There are more than 270 children in the village, and the eldest grandson Wujian picks up eggs according to the head, three people per person, one makes steamed eggs, and the other two are gifts, so that they can take them home and taste them for their relatives.

With a single mind, eggs are not a rare thing.

But for the banker, it is not possible to taste it every day.

They are not the original White Wolf Army, and the job assigned to them by Li Fangchen is farming, not raising chickens.

Except for the original more than 1,000 white wolf army men, most of the farmers can only eat an egg in three or five days.

Most people keep their eggs and plan to hatch them to raise chickens, but they don't satisfy their appetite at the moment.

All the subordinates of the Qin Palace's mansion became in a hurry because of this, and the eldest grandson Wujian was only responsible for giving orders, and she would not do it in practice.

In this way, the steamed eggs can be regarded as being done under her arrangement, and it is not too much to do it by the queen herself in name.

Li Fangchen squatted on the ground, attracted by the ants on the side.

I haven't seen my own Yu'er speak for a long time, and the eldest grandson Wujian looked around, and finally saw this stinky boy.

"Yu'er, what are you looking at?"

"Mole ants!"

"Ants?"

"The queen mother knows that although the ant is small, its heart is very big!"

The eldest grandson Wujian suddenly became interested, "Let's talk about it." ”

Li Fangchen looked at the ants on the ground, lined up in a long line, and blocked their way with stones, which suddenly shifted the route.

But this shift is only for a moment, and the ants in front quickly return, guiding the other ants to redraw a long "line".

"Hidden inside, turning clouds and rain. This is the ant! ”

"Hidden inside, turning clouds and rain? Let's be clear! ”

This stinky boy was obviously still hidden, and the eldest grandson couldn't help but glare at him.

Li Fangchen got up with a smile on his face, as if he was an ordinary young man next door.

"The embankment of a thousand miles leaks with the hole of the wisp. If I, Li Tang, are compared to the tiger king in the mountains, and the hundred officials are regarded as birds and beasts in the forest, then the people in the world are the most powerful ants in the world! ”

The eldest grandson Wujian rolled his eyes, "How could the ants have been called the strongest?" ”

"Groups are interdependent, not afraid of life and death, not afraid of the cold. In order to survive, they can eat all kinds of beasts and swallow mountains and forests. For the safety of the race, they can fight to their lives against their 'natural enemies', so can't they be called the strongest? ”

The eldest grandson Wujian put away his playful expression, "Yu'er, do you still want to play dumb riddles with this palace?" ”

Li Fangchen shook his head with a wry smile, "What you say for a while can't be taken seriously." Once upon a time, I was also an ant, looking at the size of the world and ashamed of my own smallness. I thought I would spread my wings and gallop for thousands of miles. I didn't expect that to this day, I am still the same ant I was at the beginning, and I have not changed at all. ”

"Yu'er?"

"The queen mother's peace of mind is that when she is old, there are always some impulses that should not be had."

"Stinky boy!"

The eldest grandson Wujian patted Li Fangchen's head angrily, "If you are old, what about this palace?" ”

Li Fangchen laughed, "The queen mother is twenty-eight years old this year, if you dare not believe it, I will tear his mouth!" ”

"Hugh wants to talk nonsense, hurry up and help the palace prepare, there are important things to do today!" The eldest grandson Wujian was very happy in his heart, so he let go of Li Fangchen's previous slip of the tongue.

"Yes, the boy is here to help!"

The busyness of the village has never stopped, and the reason why Li Fangchen made this comment may be because he thought that he could turn into a peng bird and help the Tang Dynasty soar. But he forgot that his Peng bird was too weak, and the weak one was pushed down by others.

And Datang is too heavy, so heavy that he can't bear it.

Perhaps the biggest change in his heart at this moment is not to complain about what he did at the beginning, but to sigh that the world is unpredictable.

When Seventeen returns from Chang'an and finds out the truth of everything, the death or life of the Du family brothers has nothing to do with Li Fangchen.

Just take this opportunity to leave Chang'an, find a random town, and spend the rest of your life.

Qin Wangzhuang, why can't you give it up? For him, all of this is a passing cloud, and it does not have the attraction to keep him stagnant.

After leaving Chang'an, choose a sparsely populated town and build a paradise on earth that you want.

Perhaps, this will be the existence that he has fought for all his life, and it will be a powerful help for the Tang Dynasty to be passed down through the ages thousands of years later.

In the study room of the Qinwangzhuang Courtyard, there was a paperweight that had been backlogged by Li Fangchen for a long time, and the watermark on the paper obviously retained four big characters.

"The City of a Hundred Schools!"

He doesn't like the court in Chang'an, but he likes the simplicity and innocence of the Tang Dynasty.

He didn't like the stubbornness of the ancients, but he admired their strength and perseverance.

He hopes that this era, or the future generations, will protect my Chinese heritage and be immortal!

The fire of China is endless!

A Chinese vein, proud of the world!

The name of China, the world respects!

This was not his original plan, he originally returned to Qinwangzhuang, he wanted to use this to fish out the mastermind behind the scenes, and let the wicked ambush with the power of thunder!

But when he really calmed down, he felt that everything was very ridiculous.

What is he fighting for?

Wasn't my original wish to make Datang better and better?

The White Wolf Army was originally doing it casually, conquering the existence of the Quartet for the Tang Dynasty, but now that it is useless, it should be turned into a "legend".

The Buddha said to be enlightened and Zen, and the Tao was said to be clear.

Today's Li Fangchen has completely abandoned his previous ridiculous ideas.

What's wrong with going to the sixth?

The final result, the big deal, is it that he is relegated to the common people and still maintains his current life?

No matter how bad it is, how bad can it be?

No matter how good it is, how many floors can it be better than a high-rise building?

Seeing the eldest grandson's innocent smile, he was happy.

Seeing the smiles of the people in the village, he was even happier.

The words of the ants are not his Li Fangchen's confession.

He wants to make the Tang Dynasty have a deep foundation and lay a fertile soil for future generations to survive and reproduce.

He also wanted to avoid all kinds of sorrows that might arise in the future, so that the history books would be smooth sailing.

But he suddenly realized that what he had done before was too small.

Why not gather less to become more, establish a holy place of learning, and remember the clear will for future generations to follow?

Of course, there is another prerequisite, that is, the people around you are safe and sound.

If Li Fangchen knew that Seventeen had been turned into a waste, he was afraid that everything would become empty talk.

Only the word "kill" can vent the fire of anger in the heart.

After all, he has already admitted that he has always been an ant, that's it!