In the messenger's heart, he felt a little distressed about the tired and paralyzed horses, but at this time, he couldn't, so he could only comfort him, thinking that he had to gallop to Fangjia Village tonight to deliver the letter.

At this moment, a few horses came from the county seat to Xiaohe Town, and several people were sitting on horseback.

"Lend me one of your horses, the army is urgent, the horses I sit on are tired and paralyzed, in exchange for the time being, when I return from the letter tomorrow, I will return it to you." When the messenger saw some horses coming, he was overjoyed, and stood directly in the middle of the road, pointing to several people and shouting.

"This sergeant, this horse is not my own, but my host's, if you lead the horse away, I will be punished." A middle-aged man on horseback looked at the messenger, but was a little reluctant to borrow a horse.

"The army is in a hurry, if there is a mistake, I will definitely ask you, hurry up." After listening to the middle-aged man's words, the messenger was unhappy, besides, it's not that he won't pay it back, besides, he still has a good horse as collateral, can he still lose his war horse? If Shangguan knew about this, his job would not be guaranteed.

The middle-aged man had no choice, although he was reluctant in his heart, but he just got off the horse, and the messenger flew directly on the horse, beat the horse and went in the direction of Fangjia Village, leaving a few people and a few horses, standing in the middle of the road, watching the messenger drive away in a hurry.

As for the messenger who sent the letter, Fang Jing didn't know that Fang Jing's house at this time was at the time of eating.

A few days later, in front of the gate of Fang Jing's house, there were people of all ages in the village, waiting for Fang Jing to give them an explanation, or a reassuring statement.

The villagers didn't want anything unexpected to happen to Fang Jing again, and Fang Jing didn't want the villagers to talk about themselves every day, although this matter was not a big deal, it had to be solved.

In the past few days, the village has also talked to Fang Jing about this matter, so Fang Jing has never found a good excuse, and in addition, he has been annoyed by the villagers, which is why he has such a thing today.

"Elders and villagers, in fact, my Jing Wazi is not a god descending to earth, let alone a mountain god possessed, so please don't think about it, I have a physical problem, I don't know how to explain it, let Sun Shen Doctor help me explain it, after all, they are the healers." Fang Jing stood in the crowd and said a few words to the villagers before inviting Sun Simiao and them over to explain to everyone.

These days, Sun Simiao and the others also came over to see Fang Jing from time to time, and they also checked Fang Jing and asked some questions, as for what their conclusion was, Fang Jing didn't know, but he couldn't escape a disease after all.

"Everyone, I'm Sun Simiao, Fang Jing also said just now, he is not a god descending to earth, let alone a mountain god possessed, we, as doctors, must find out what problems Fang Jing has, so, these days, Doctor Miao Fengmiao and I have also done our best to check all the medical skills before we know what kind of illness Fang Jing has." As soon as Sun Simiao finished speaking, the villagers began to discuss, if Fang Jing really had any illness, it would have to be cured well, and there should be no problems again.

"Doctor Sun, what kind of illness does Jing Wazi have? Is it possible to be cured? After hearing this, Murazheng was worried, and asked Sun Simiao.

"That's right, Doctor Sun, what kind of disease does Jing Wazi have? You are a miracle doctor, you have to treat Jing Wazi well. Some of the villagers began to shout at Sun Simiao.

"Everyone, everyone, be quiet, listen to what I said, Fang Jing's illness is really not so easy to treat, in the previous month or so, we also knew about Fang Jing's situation at that time, in terms of medical skills, it was a state of suspended animation, but it was not completely dead, at a certain moment, it could cause Fang Jing to wake up again, this is such a result that we have obtained so far, but fortunately, Fang Jing is not abnormal, as for whether this situation will occur again in the future, we don't know." Sun Simiao and they may really have no way to deal with Fang Jing's illness, they have searched all the medical books, and they can't find any solution, let alone find a treatment plan.

"Divine Doctor Sun, can't you do anything?" After hearing Sun Simiao's words, Mura Zheng was very anxious, if Fang Jing came again in the future, he didn't know if he would be able to wake up.

"Everyone, Doctor Miao and I will do our best to find a solution, but it will take time, I believe that as long as it is a disease, it is possible to be cured, please give us some time, okay?" Sun Simiao: They really have no choice at the moment, so they can only wait and find out slowly in the future.

As for whether Fang Jing will fall into this state of suspended animation in the future, it is difficult to say, after all, the epiphany does not come just by saying, and if Sun Simiao knows about this matter, they can't understand it, so it is better not to say anything.

After the villagers learned of Fang Jing's illness, they all stood silently in front of the clearing, and they didn't know what would happen in the future, they just hoped that Fang Jing would not have any more accidents in the future, if something really happened, the sky in Fangjia Village was basically about to collapse, maybe not many people in the villagers knew about it, but they knew about it.

The soldiers stationed in the big banyan tree camp, the gentlemen of the Fang Family School, Sun Simiao, and the medical school under construction, and even more about taxes, in the hearts of the village elders and villagers, all of this was created by Fang Jing.

If something happens to Fang Jing, all this will no longer exist, and even the greenhouse vegetables in Fangjia Village will not be able to be saved, and maybe in the future, they will return to the original poor and bitter days.

The village elders looked at each other, approached Fang Jing, and comforted the villagers, and then began to disperse gradually.

After Sun Simiao and the others finally chatted with Fang Jing for a few words, they also went back to the row house, and the open space that was full of people just now was empty again.

Chen Erlin and his wife didn't care too much about what Sun Simiao said just now, after all, Fang Jing had already discussed the matter with his family and told them that he was just having a dream and needed to sleep for a long time to recover, but he also paid a lot of attention to Fang Jing's physical problems, and was worried that there would inevitably be some, but he didn't have to force Fang Jing to see a doctor.

In the following days, it gradually returned to the usual days, and the villagers no longer discussed whether Fang Jing was a god who had gone down to earth, and it was time to go to the ground, and only the soldiers in the camp had a little doubt in their hearts.

Fortunately, a few nights ago, the messenger from Chang'an finally arrived, otherwise they would have been afraid for several days.

On the weekend, in the small laboratory on the other side of the row house, Qingque and the next two were busy with the transformation of their smoothbore guns, if Fang Jing was here, it would definitely be seen that the musket in Qingque's hand had been almost transformed, even the projectile had been almost changed, and it only took a few days of slow work to estimate that it could be tested.

"Then, let's try to get this musket done tomorrow, and then call Brother Jing to come and experiment with it." With a happy face, Qingque waved his hand and shouted to Jizhi, who was loading the projectile.

"Qingque, let's not be in a hurry about this, no matter how anxious it is, it's not a matter of a day or two, we have to take our time, Brother Jing has said that experiments, improvements, and corrections are all delicate work, if something goes wrong, you have to tear it down and start over, I don't want to do it again." After listening to Qingque's words, he stopped what he was doing and raised his little head to look at Qingque.

"Okay, it's my fault, and then you're right, let's be more elaborate and careful, even if it's a little longer." After listening to the subsequent blow, Qingque quickly withdrew the excitement he had just now, for fear that his excitement would make him make some mistakes.

And this is not the first time, it seems that the previous green finch has made mistakes several times, and it took a lot of work to correct the mistake, at least then he is unwilling to live in the mistake of the green sparrow, there have been a few times, if you come once a day, then you must not die of pain.

Then they continued to reload the projectiles, although not many of them, only a hundred rounds, and as far as they were concerned, these were only experimental projectiles.

As for the granular gunpowder, the Qingque and their families spent a lot of materials to get these granular gunpowder, and of course, they wasted a lot of duck eggs at home.

The head of the green finch can be said to be extremely clever, from the beginning of the use of ordinary water to make granule gunpowder, but when the water is dry, the particles immediately become sandy again, and even used lard, which also has no effect, and went to get pine resin oil, which seems to be lumpy.

In the end, when Zhang Xiaoxia was making an omelette, she found that the egg white had some adhesive effect, so she tried to use duck egg white as the binder of gunpowder, which made the granular gunpowder form.

As for the creation of the musket, anyway, there are a lot of tools in the small laboratory, which are enough for everything, and there are also a lot of materials provided by Fang Jing, which is completely enough for the mission of Qingque and the next two.

Although only one musket has been made so far, a lot of materials have been wasted, but fortunately, the result is almost complete, otherwise, Fang Jing would have to kill the green sparrow.

One point in particular is that Qingque's head really doesn't know how to grow, at least in Fang Jing's eyes, it is a demon, a musket in Qingque's hands, it actually uses a combination device, all kinds of parts can be disassembled at will, if any part is broken, it can be replaced at will, this is what Fang Jing was shocked, at least Fang Jing couldn't understand what Qingque's brain was made of.

"Brother Jing, our musket is almost finished, and the projectile is almost finished, we will recheck it in the next few days, and we can test it then." The Qingque, who had returned home for dinner in the evening, told Fang Jing about the transformation of their muskets.

"Oh? It's going to be done so soon? Then you have to check it well, and there can be no mistakes, and tomorrow you can bring me the book of the experiment records and read it. After Fang Jing heard Qingque's words, although she was curious, she just felt that what Qingque had created might just be a rough gun.

"Okay, Brother Jing, we'll bring the booklet back to you tomorrow." After hearing this, Qingque continued to eat and said no more.

On the side, Lu Jing was very curious, although she didn't know why Qingque and the two of them didn't see anyone every day, except for meal time, they basically couldn't see it at other times, and they didn't see any help for the family, so they always thought they were going to play.

What kind of musket I heard Qingque say just now, for Lu Jing, she didn't know what it was, in her heart, it was just a weapon like a spear and a sword.

As for the rest, Lu Jing never thought about it, besides, Lu Jing had been in Fang Jing's house for so long, she still knew what was at home, and it seemed that there were basically nothing strange in this house, of course, Qingque and their small laboratory, Lu Jing had never been to see it, so she didn't know what Qingque was doing.

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