After Fang Jing delivered the letter to several princes in Chang'an, he selectively avoided several princes, saying that Fang Jing had no intention of having any intersection with these princes, except for the Yiguo duke, it seems that some other dukes, for Fang Jing, he is just a farmer, and there is no need to have much intersection with these dukes, Fang Jing prefers to stay in Fangjia Village, only taking care of his own one-acre and three-point land every day.

Several princes on the Wing Kingdom Mansion stood at the door of the hall, watching Fang Jing just fly away into the air, and could only stare at the sky with their eyes wide open.

"Shubao, where did this Fang Jing come from? Is it really as the saint said, is it an immortal? Cheng Yanjin came back to his senses and asked Qin Qiong.

"Brother Zhijie, my Jing nephew, it is said that he only had this magical power after being taught by an immortal master for a day, but those who are fortunate enough to feel this leap in the air are only blessed by our saints." Qin Qiong turned her head helplessly and said to Cheng Yanjin.

"Uncle Bao, this gentleman's supernatural powers, he scared me a lot just now, fortunately he didn't want to kill me, otherwise, no matter how many of us are, we won't be able to resist him." The eldest grandson Wuji turned his head, his eyes full of horror and helplessness, and said to Qin Qiong.

"Don't think too much about it, my nephew Jing, I don't have too many thoughts, I just want to take good care of his little sister in Fangjia Village, he is not a person who is willing to cause trouble, let's invite into the hall to talk first." Qin Qiong was also helpless about Fang Jing's state of leaving after delivering the letter, but she had to tell the two princes that Fang Jing didn't have too many thoughts, so that the two of them could put their hearts down.

The three of them walked towards the hall, and after Qin Qiong invited the two princes to sit down, he asked his subordinates to bring some snacks over.

"I don't know what happened to the Holy One? This also asked Jing's nephew to send a letter, it seems that something is about to happen, two, see what is said in the letter. Qin Qiong, as the host, naturally spoke.

"Okay, let's see what the Holy One has to say, and I'll go and handle it too." The eldest grandson Wuji responded to Qin Qiong's words, and opened the letter and read it.

"The big thing is not good, the saint was attacked by the enemy in Yangzhou Mansion, let me wait to prepare soldiers and horses to go, catch the officials of Yangzhou Mansion, and even catch Chen Wenze, the commander of the army and the army, what a dog, dare to assassinate the saint, Zhijie, Shubao, what should I do?" After reading the letter, the eldest grandson Wuji slapped it on the low couch and shouted loudly.

"T mother, Chen Wenze has eaten the leopard's gall, dare to assassinate the saint, we also sent soldiers and horses to kill this goods, Lao Cheng I still don't believe it, who else in this world dares to assassinate the saint, my Lao Cheng will definitely behead him under the horse." Cheng Yanjin stood up, waved his hands, and shouted.

"Two princes, don't be anxious, the letter of the saint said that I would send troops and horses to arrest him, and the Duke of Qi continued to preside over the government, and the Duke of Su Guo led the troops and horses to go, and explained to me to stick to Chang'an, two, it seems that this credit belongs to the brothers of Zhijie." After Qin Qiong got up, he said to the two princes.

"Okay, the three of us will each have their own responsibilities, then there will be Brother Lao Zhijie." The eldest grandson Wuji was worried about his sister Ling, but thinking that Fang Jing had sent a letter just now, it should be fine, and he blamed Fang Jing in his heart for not saying too many words, even if he told the specific situation.

Subsequently, after the three princes left the mansion of the Wing Kingdom, they galloped towards the direction of the imperial city, bumping into a lot of things along the way, but no one dared to say anything at the moment, not to mention that the three princes took the lead.

It is said that Fang Jing at this time has already returned to Fangjia Village, but fortunately, it is morning, but Chen Erlin and his wife went to work in the fields again, and the little babies at home are not at home, so it is estimated that they went to play with Xiong Er in the bamboo forest again.

Fang Jing put the sword back in the room where he slept, went to the firewood room and got a hoe and shovel, and walked towards the bamboo forest after resisting.

Before Fang Jing entered the bamboo forest, he heard the noise of a bunch of little babies in the bamboo forest, probably robbing something again.

"What are you doing? Shouting and screaming. Fang Jing resisted the hoe and shovel and approached behind the little babies, and the little babies never noticed Fang Jing's arrival, and they kept standing in a circle and didn't know what they were looking at.

"Wow, my brother is back." Fang Yuan squatted up from the ground, looked at Fang Jing, and shouted.

"Brother Jing, you're back, we dug up a few little mice, fat and huhuhu." After Li Zhen squatted up from the ground, she held a few little mice that were estimated to be only about ten days old, and handed them to Fang Jing.

"Yo? So small, huh? Where did you get that? Fang Jing looked at the little mouse in Lizhi's hand, it was obviously a bamboo rat, it was indeed fat, but it was too small, if it could be raised, it would be a good dish.

"Cousin, what we dug there was a hole dug by Xiong Er when he was digging bamboo shoots, and we dug a little deeper to dig these little mice." Xiao Zhi explained to Fang Jing.

"Well, it's too small, it's estimated that it's difficult to grow up, this is a bamboo rat, Xiaomei and Xiaozhi you should have eaten, the taste is very good, but well, these small ones are too small, you might as well let the big head of the early year come to the cover, set a few bamboo rats to eat, okay, you continue to play, I'll go inside and see if I can dig a puddle." After Fang Jing finished speaking, he walked towards the bamboo forest.

The little baby didn't care what Fang Jing was going to do, and continued to sit together, looking at the little bamboo rat in the grass nest that was placed on it, for them, there were many things to play, but whether it was a mouse or a locust, as long as it was a thing, it would allow the little babies to play for a long time, which was actually the daily life of the little baby in the village.

Fang Jing came to a place a little deeper in the bamboo forest, this place was a little wet, Fang Jing believed that a puddle could be dug here, so that it could also be used to deliver tap water to the home, although Fang Jing knew that the water in the puddle was not as convenient as flowing water, but at present, there were no streams or streams in the bamboo forest.

Fang Jing picked up the hoe and dug up, half an hour later, the puddle was already out of the water, and there was a lot, four or five square meters of puddle, there was already a lot of water, but Fang Jing still continued to dig, the depth is not enough, it is not good to store water, at least to ensure that the depth of the puddle reaches a depth of one meter, otherwise this water is not enough for home use, and the water in the puddle also needs to be filtered, purified, two processes, naturally need to dig a small pit, and it also needs to be laid with stones.

In Fang Jing's thoughts, in fact, he just wants to make it more convenient to use water at home, even if there is water, the house at home still needs to dig a ditch to at least ensure the circulation of water, and the waterway made of bamboo is believed to be easy to make and simple.

After Fang Jing dug a smaller filter puddle under the puddle, he stopped what he was doing, holding a shovel and looking at the results in front of him, his heart was full of pride, this was a masterpiece of his own design.

"Brother Jing, why did you come to dig a puddle in the bamboo forest? Didn't you build a pool two days ago? Qingque ran over, looked at the two puddles, and said to Fang Jing.

"I want to bring this water directly to the stove at home, so that I don't have to go to the water every day to fetch water, and it feels like I'm doing a useless job." Fang Jing explained to Qingque, recalling the pool she had built, and digging this puddle again, in two ways, thinking that she had done something stupid.

"Brother Jing, how did this water lead to the stove?" Qingque looked at Fang Jing like a little idiot, waiting for Fang Jing's answer.

"Use bamboo to make a pipe, you can go all the way down to the stove room, and when the time comes, you can set up a thing on the side of the stove room, and when you need water, you can directly connect the water in the bamboo pipe." Fang Jing had just thought about it, after all, it was just a puddle that had just begun to be dug, and she didn't have a clear idea yet.

"Oh, Brother Jing, then you don't have to go to the pool every day to fetch water?" Qingque fantasized about getting such a water pipe in the townhouse where she lived, thinking that she could save a lot of time and effort in the future.

"Well, you don't need to fetch water, and the water in the bamboo forest is cleaner." Fang Jing looked at this bamboo forest, and was very grateful to his ancestors, with the bamboo forest, everything was beautiful.

Bamboo itself has the effect of purifying water, and bamboo charcoal is a weapon for purifying water, but no one has yet used bamboo charcoal for water purification, but Fang Jing believes that with the development of time and technology in the future, bamboo will be greatly developed.

In addition to making furniture, bamboo can also be used to build a tripod, can also be used as firewood, bamboo shoots can be eaten by people, bamboo leaves can be used for heating the villagers, so bamboo can be said to be a waste of the whole body, a body is a treasure, long-term consumption of bamboo shoots, beneficial to health, increase gastrointestinal peristalsis, liposuction and suculation, so why Su Shi said, rather eat no meat, not live without bamboo, Su Shi as the most senior foodie in the Song Dynasty, for the use of bamboo, absolutely very clear.

Fang Jing resisted the hoe and shovel and walked home, the little babies had already left the bamboo forest, where did they go, but Fang Jing didn't know, it was estimated that she went to the melon field to pick melons again.

When they returned home, Chen Erlin and his wife and their little baby also came back from the field, the sun was hanging high, although it was not yet noon, but the high sun could really roast people.

"Jing Wazi, you're back, is there anything wrong?" After Chen Erlin saw Fang Jing return home, he opened his mouth and asked Fang Jing.

"Uncle, it's okay, it's just that the saint has something to ask me to help, and I'll come back if it's not done." Fang Jing put the hoe and shovel back into the firewood room, returned to the hall, pulled a chair and sat down.

"It's okay if there's nothing to do, yesterday afternoon the village came to the house to look for you, saying that it was the opening of the school, and now the village is busy, so I asked you when the school will open?" Chen Erlin also pulled a chair and sat at the door of the hall, looked at Fang Jing and said.

"School starts, the weather is too hot now, let the little babies rest for a while, if they go to the school, they don't have much mood to learn words, and then take a look in half a month." Fang Jing responded to Chen Erlin casually, thinking that she would go to Mura Zheng in the afternoon to talk to her.

"Yes, the weather is indeed too hot this year, so you can discuss the opening of the school with the village at that time." Chen Erlin looked at the sky outside the gate and spoke.

"Uncle, I know, I'll go to the village in the afternoon to discuss." Fang Jing stood up and responded to Chen Erlin.

"Brother, look, how are you going to raise this little mouse?" Fang Yuan ran over with a few small bamboo rats in his hand at this time, asking Fang Jing how to raise these little bamboo rats.

"Little sister, these bamboo rats are too small to raise, you better put them back in the bamboo forest, and let the mother of the bamboo rats take them away." Fang Jing looked at the little bamboo rat in the little girl's hand and persuaded the little girl.

"Oh, okay then, then we'll send these little mice back in a moment." Fang Yuan had no choice but to respond, although they didn't have much idea for the little bamboo rats, but for the little girls, it was just a fun thing to be able to raise some small animals.

After Fang Jing finished speaking, I raised my legs and went to the stove room, wanting to go to the stove room to see what Zhang Xiaoxia and Daying were going to cook in the stove room.

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