Back to Fangjia Village, Fangjia Village at this time, just finished a few days of summer harvest and summer planting, Fang Jing sat bored at the gate of the house, drinking tea, the little babies not far away around him, today they were honestly surprising, each sitting side by side on the chair, with a row of small stools in front of them, all busy writing and drawing.

"Brother, I'm done drawing, look." Fang Yuan put down the brush, stood up from the chair, and handed a piece of straw paper to Fang Jing.

"What are you drawing? A pig? Didn't I say painting bear two? Fang Jing looked at Fang Yuan's papyrus, drawing a picture that resembled a pig.

"Xiong Er looks like this." Fang Yuan said with an affirmative face, in her heart, Xiong Er is probably the same as the pig she painted, maybe she thinks that her painting is better than Xiong Er.

"Redraw, if Xiong Er knew that you painted it like this, he would have to sit on your ass and kill you." Fang Jing handed the straw paper back to the little girl, and she was really defeated.

"Hmph, redraw and redraw." Fang Yuan took the straw paper that Fang Jing threw back, sat back on the chair with an angry face, picked up the brush again, and continued to draw Xiong Er in her heart.

"Jing Wazi, you let them play for a while, it's been drawing for nearly an hour." Zhang Xiaoxia was busy weaving cloth in the hall, looking at the little babies from time to time.

"Auntie, let them finish this painting." Fang Jing knew that painting had to be practiced every day, and if she practiced for a while, when the time came, she would always be able to improve the level of painting.

"By the way, aunt, I'll go out for a while, and you and my uncle will take care of the house." Fang Jing thought in his heart that he had finished his farming work at home, and he could take advantage of this time to go out and have a look.

"Okay, then I'll go prepare some things first, and you can bring these things to your mother by the way." Zhang Xiaoxia heard that Fang Jing was going to go out, so she hurriedly got up and went to the miscellaneous room to prepare some things, so that Fang Jing could take them to the county seat for Huang Meihua.

Fang Jing got up from the chair, went to the miscellaneous house, and began to help Zhang Xiaoxia prepare some things, Wang Jizhi sat on the chair, just stood up, and sat back again, thinking that he missed his mother, but he also knew that now when he went back to the county seat, he was just playing alone, it was better to stay in Fangjia Village, it happened that this season was the most fun season, but Wang Jizhi also had his own thoughts in his heart, got up again, ran upstairs to the room where he lived, and took the certificate he received.

"Uncle, it's okay, there are too many things, and it's not convenient for me to take them, and I still have to carry a vat of fruit brew, so I can't hold so many things in my hands." Fang Jing saw that Zhang Xiaoxia put everything into the basket, and it was almost full of two baskets, if she really wanted to carry another vat of fruit brew, she would carry two more big baskets in her hand, it would be a bit difficult, at least if others saw it, they would also look strange.

"Do you still have to carry a vat of fruit brew? The aunt put you in a basket. Zhang Xiaoxia thought at first it was just something in these two baskets.

"Brother Jing, can you help me bring this award to my mother?" Wang Jizhi took his award certificate and handed it to Fang Jing.

"Okay, give it to me, I'll give your certificate to your mother, so that your mother can be happy and happy, go and continue painting." Fang Jing took Wang Jizhi's award, rolled it into a roll, tied it with a stick of small hemp rope, and put it in the basket together.

A quarter of an hour later, Fang Jing left his home and walked to the path, carrying a large clay jar with a basket tied to it, and greeted the villagers as he passed by the big banyan tree.

"Jing Wazi, are you going to the county seat?" The fat aunt and a group of women were sitting under the big banyan tree spinning thread, and when they saw Fang Jing's appearance, they asked curiously.

"Fat aunt, yes, I'll go to the county seat." Fang Jing replied casually as she walked.

In normal times, as long as there are villagers passing by the big banyan tree, if they go out of the village, they will inevitably greet the villagers, if they go to the market town, or go to the county seat, they will also help the villagers bring some needlework, oil and salt that can come back by the way.

After Fang Jing walked to the end of the path, in the sight of no one, he quickly rushed towards the county seat, and after a few minutes, he came to the edge of the mountain forest not far from the county seat, and then raised his legs and walked towards the gate of the county seat.

After passing through the city gate hole, all the way to Huang Meihua's guest house, the pedestrians on the road gave way to Fang Jing one after another, not that Fang Jing looked five big and three thick, let alone Fang Jing's fierce appearance, but because Fang Jing was carrying a large pottery jar, and this pottery jar was also tied to a big basket, which made Fang Jing walk and occupy the position of at least two people, and it was relatively tall, and from behind, he could only see Fang Jing's legs in action.

"Nephew Jing, why are you here? Why do you bring something to Aunt Hua every time you come over, keep more to eat at home, don't work so hard to carry it to Aunt Hua, Aunt Hua can't finish eating. When Fang Jing came to the guest house, Huang Meihua happened to see off the guests at the door of the guest house, and then she saw Fang Jing's arrival from afar.

"Aunt Hua, these are all things that are often eaten at home, and they are not worth much, so don't you pass by the county seat, just bring some for you." Fang Jing walked into the guest house and began to unload the things on his back.

"You, you, what are you good about, I think about Aunt Hua every time, by the way, is it okay to follow? If you're not honest, beat him up. Huang Meihua's face was full of joy, she had such a nephew in her family, she could blow anywhere for a long time, of course, she was even more worried about Wang Jizhi who was studying in the Fang Family School.

"Aunt Hua, look at this." Fang Jing took out Wang Jizhi's certificate from the basket and handed it to Huang Meihua's hand.

"It's ...... Did my family win another award? I really didn't embarrass my mother, okay, I really didn't embarrass his Wang family, nephew Jing, if he is naughty in the future, you will beat him up for me. After Huang Meihua took the certificate and read it, she couldn't be happy.

"Aunt Hua, although the successor is naughty, boys, always have to be naughty, fortunately, he also studies hard, and he can eat and drink every day, Aunt Hua rest assured, if you are free, you can go to Fangjia Village to live for a few days, anyway, there are still two guys in the guest house." Fang Jing understands that her parents are here and she is not traveling, but Wang Jizhi is just studying in the Fang Family School, it is really not a long trip, and it is really not easy for a woman to run an inn and bring a little baby.

"Okay, when Aunt Hua is free one day, I will go to Fangjia Village to live for a few days." Huang Meihua is happy and happy at the moment, her son has a good time studying and has won a commendation, which is Mr. Affirmation of his son.

"Aunt Hua, I won't stay longer, I have to go to Golden State, so I have to hurry." Fang Jing opened his mouth and said to Huang Meihua, making up an excuse to leave quickly, he didn't come to the county seat to visit relatives or visit the door, he wanted to go somewhere else to see.

"That's okay, it's not too early this day, you have to leave quickly, don't you get to Jinzhou City." Huang Meihua heard that Fang Jing was still rushing to Jinzhou City, so she naturally didn't dare to miss the time, and it was already three or four quarters of an hour (nine o'clock-eleven o'clock) at this time.

"Okay, Aunt Hua, I'll leave these things to you." After Fang Jing finished speaking, he raised his legs and walked out of the guest house and walked towards the north gate of the city.

"Nephew Jing, pay attention to safety on the road." Huang Meihua was sent to the door of the guest house and shouted loudly to Fang Jing's departing back.

Fang Jing didn't reply, he responded to Huang Meihua, and quickly walked towards the north entrance of the city, Fang Jing didn't know where to go in his heart, thinking about going around at will, even if he went to the beach, it was good, at least he could solve the slander.

Coming to a mountain forest not far from the north of the city, Fang Jing flew up into the sky and flew towards the Qinling Mountains, looking over the Qinling Mountains without a purpose, wanting to see if there were any undiscovered hermits or masters in the Qinling Mountains.

Since I learned from Lu Jing last time that there are still many masters in this world, I am looking forward to meeting one or two masters in this world one day.

It's not that Fang Jing hasn't thought about Lu Jing in the middle, but this matter, the time is uncertain, the itinerary is uncertain, and it is estimated that it is difficult to find any traces, if he is alone, he can also give it a try, but Fang Jing still has a large family to raise, and it is impossible to follow Lu Jing at will to find any masters.

An hour later, Fang Jing didn't find any special locations or people, so he had to start turning and flying due south, thinking that he might as well go to the beach and get some seafood to solve his slander.

When passing through Lingnan Road and Luodou County, he saw a lot of people hidden in a mountain forest below, and in another slightly flat mountain forest, there were tens of thousands of soldiers confronting the people in this group of mountains and forests, Fang Jing was very curious, is this a war?

Fang Jing had never seen a battlefield, not even a war in the Tang Dynasty, and what he saw this time was a civil war, Fang Jing stood in the air, looked down, and secretly wondered in his heart, could it be that this large group of people in this mountain forest was preparing to cause trouble?

Looking at this group of people, they were also dressed in tatters, holding some ordinary weapons in their hands, and even many of them were holding hoes, shovels, and some were just holding some sharpened long sticks.

"You and the fangs, don't quit the mountains and forests and surrender to us, otherwise, the tens of thousands of troops behind me will surely wipe you out." A general, mounted on a tall horse, shouted loudly to the people in the mountains and forests across a small ravine.

"......" A group of people in the mountains and forests rioted, but no one responded to the general's reply, but they began to line up their troops, and many personnel began to intersperse in the mountains and forests.

"I'll wait for another quarter of an hour for all of you, if you don't leave the mountains and forests and return home after a quarter of an hour, tens of thousands of soldiers behind me will definitely destroy and exterminate you." The general, on horseback, began to shout to the people in the mountains and forests again.

"We don't believe you, if you want me to go out of the mountains and forests and surrender to you, please hand over the murderer." A middle-aged man in the mountains and forests walked out and shouted loudly to the general.

Fang Jing stood in the air, looking at the scene under his feet, seeing that a big battle was about to break out, Fang Jing didn't know the situation, he could force this group of people in the mountains and forests to make trouble, thinking about it, he would inevitably be treated unfairly, I heard that it was to hand over the so-called murderer to the people on the soldiers' side, and it was almost the same.

"You will leave the mountains and forests immediately, and we will only wait for a quarter of an hour." After the general finished speaking, he stopped talking, and retreated to the front of the battle formation, talking back to a middle-aged general.

"Feng Guogong, these fangs are bold and reckless, dare to act like this, we can just kill them directly, why be so careful." The person who shouted just now complained to the middle-aged general.

"What does it matter if they are given a quarter of an hour, and where can they flee?" This General Feng lifted his chin and beard, looking like he was holding the chance of victory.

"General Feng, then I'll wait for a quarter of an hour, I'll kill these fangs to the ground." The young general had a fierce look on his face, staring at the fangs in the mountains and forests, and vowed to eat and skin these people alive.

Fang Jing stood in mid-air, looking at the two centaurs below, I don't know how to describe this scene, is this an eagle catching a chicken? Or are you playing with these fangs? On one side is a soldier in armor, and on the other side is a fangman with a hoe stick and a spade in his hand.

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