Autumn is in the depths of time.

The yellow leaves on the trees of Puyi College are becoming thinner and thinner, and the wind from the west is getting stronger day by day. When a wind comes, it always brings up some yellow leaves, fluttering, like a huge yellow butterfly, fluttering and chasing away with the wind.

Puyi did not live in the stone fort, which became a teaching area and a dormitory for boarding students. Puyi is not the only teacher in the academy, in order to help students grow in an all-round way, the academy also has martial arts courses and spell courses, but they are not taught uniformly. Similar to the interest group, students can choose freely according to their hobbies, as long as you have enough time and talent, dual cultivation of martial arts is not a problem.

The chief professor of martial arts is the Martial Saint Webber, the original half-step Martial Saint has taken the holy medicine Zhu Guo, and now he has successfully advanced to the Martial Saint, but the strange thing is that Elox also took the holy medicine Zhu Guo, but for some reason he is still staying in the cultivation of the half-step Martial Saint. Wilbur is now Mr. Puyi's personal bodyguard, after all, he has a history of fighting side by side and blood, and he can still be trusted in all aspects, so he is really not so relieved to change someone else.

The chief professor of spells is naturally the Ayali Water Department Law Saint, and with her connections and status, she has attracted many elemental mages from the Royal Academy to work part-time in the Puyi Academy. Of course, Mr. Puyi is so magical, with the "Gift of the Fire God" coveted by the fire mage on hand, and the Jasper Gourd that can quickly restore mana. Maybe Mr. Puyi still has some good things to come up with, and there are only benefits and no disadvantages in being able to take on a part-time job and have a good relationship with Mr. Puyi.

Of course, there will be discordant voices, although I have never jumped on the table to say nonsense, but there is also an undercurrent surging behind the scenes, saying everything. This is very natural, the birth of Puyi College has touched the interests of many people, and if you rob other people's food, can you still let people say a few words about you?

Mr. Puyi doesn't have time to think about this now, and Mr. Puyi is now with the aristocratic students of the planting interest group.

The metallurgical team and the Seiko team have successively made achievements, which makes a group of aristocratic students who think very highly of themselves and have no one in their eyes unable to sit still, the ideal is so plump, and the reality is so skinny! A group of aristocratic ladies have no foundation for planting at all, even if there are young ladies who love flowers and plants, they can usually water the flowers and they are already cultivated by themselves, where do they know anything else?

Learn to grow, start with the basics. hoeing, crushing soil, drying the ground, bottom fertilizer, breeding, transplanting, watering, fertilizing, insect repellent, hoeing, thinning fruit...... After a whole set of processes, the aristocratic students are all complaining! No wonder the holy medicine Zhu Guo is so precious, it is too difficult to grow a land! And what can these processes achieve?

Because of the season, the planting interest group planted Chinese cabbage and white radish, which are good varieties and easy to live, and have a huge yield.

The seedbed is about 10 centimeters above the ground, and the mud of the seedbed is mixed with mud from the pond and the stream, grass ash and humus soil. Originally, it was going to use farmhouse fertilizer, but Puyi was afraid that these sons and young ladies would not be able to stand it, so they deliberately changed the silt. It turned out that those golden nobles were also allergic to the sludge, pinching their noses one by one, and holding a shovel handle from a distance to operate, lest the stinky mud stain their robes.

Puyi doesn't care, after demonstrating the mixing of soil, he ran away, and they tossed it around, anyway, they didn't mix the suitable substrate soil, so continue to mix. I don't expect these noble people to do anything or do anything. The members of the planting interest group saw that Mr. Puyi had slipped away early, and one by one they pinched their noses and slipped away, and got out of class early.

I don't know what happened that night, anyway, when I came to class the next day, many aristocratic students were standing in class. In particular, Marshal Mack's favored grandson, Zalumbu, not only insisted on standing and listening to the lecture, but his face accidentally hit the corner of the door, and the whole façade was blue and swollen. That purple-haired little beauty, Etie, although she doesn't have to stand up to class, she can't hide the redness and swelling of her eyes.

Although the aristocratic students seem to be monolithic in the face of commoner children and students of different races, it is clear that their inner unity is also limited. During the recess, Cook, the youngest son of Speaker Kaiqi, who is fifty paces, laughed at Zalumbu in a weird way: "Yo, isn't this our handsome and martial little marshal Zalumbu, who has only been seen for one night, and that charming little face has been caught by the door?" Why are you so careless, hahaha", this is an insinuation that Zalumbu found a good excuse, and it is worthy of being his head caught by the door, and a group of people who are also members of the courtyard followed and coaxed haha!

Zalumbu, who looked a little like Marshal Mack, stared at a pair of leopard eyes, clenched his fists, and sneered at each other: "Little Speaker Cook, why did Mrs. Charles go back to her parents' house in a hurry last night, I don't know if I need to eat soil for dinner today?" "This is because Speaker Kaiqi heard that Cook was so sloppy about learning the cultivation of magic arts, and he made a ruthless family law, Mrs. Charles was heartbroken and her son replied a few words, and Speaker Kaiqi burst into foul language in the face of such short-sighted girls! He couldn't even see that Mr. Puyi's divine learning was related to the status change and reshuffle among the nobles, and directly ordered that if Cook had such a perfunctory attitude, he was afraid of being dirty and tired, and he would give him a plate of mud that night, and if he didn't want to get it on his body, he would eat it in his stomach.

I have to say that those who can ascend to high positions have this kind of foresight and insight, and if there is a wind and grass, they can imagine what kind of consequences will be bringed, and then how they can benefit from it.

No one's success comes from luck!

So the aristocratic students basically suffered last night, and even the delicate little daughter of the Mighty Grand Duke Iti couldn't escape, although she didn't necessarily do it, but the redness and swelling of her eyes that have not subsided so far are very convincing. And Zarumbu has been beaten by his grandfather since he was a child, and his skin is rough and thick, and this time it has affected the façade.

The consequence of laughing at fifty steps and a hundred steps is naturally disgraceful. When the two of them saw that each other's ugly things last night knew the bottom line, they didn't have the heart to sarcastically mock each other, snorted, and staggered by.

The next scene surprised Puyi, and the next day's planting interest group reconciled all the mud, although it was still dirty and tired, a group of young ladies took a silk scarf or something to tie a mask, stopped their noses, and directly competed with the soil.

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The seedbed has been piled up, the seeds have been sprinkled, the dead grass has been covered, and the seeds have been watered for five or six days, so it is supposed that the seeds have germinated. Today, I will lead a group of students from the interest group to observe the fruits of their labor.

The thick gray-yellow dead grass could not hide it, and specks of green could already be faintly seen in the corners. Mr. Puyi did not dare to work on this group of young boys and girls, lest they would not be able to take it seriously. Instead, he himself bowed down and carefully rolled the dead grass slowly and moved it to the other side. On the seedbed that was removed, on the slender stem that was so white and tender that it was close to transparent, two fan-shaped green leaves lined with left and right were growing, and in the middle was a small yellow-green bud tip. A whole field of green plants completely covers the entire seedbed, like a carpet of green velvet.

In the season of late autumn and almost winter, where the leaves and grass have withered and yellowed, what kind of visual impact does this piece of vibrant new green bring to this group of aristocratic students? What's more, the new green of this place was cultivated by their own hands, and the crowd burst into cheers, they hugged each other, cheering to celebrate the green life and miracle they had created with their own hands. The previous toil and squalor are not worth mentioning at this moment, and the previous quarrels and disputes are now put aside for the time being.

Only Mr. Puyi's face is at a loss, and he planted a cabbage seedling and radish seedling, so he is worth being so happy? What a bunch of people!

How did Mr. Puyi, who had just arrived in Wangcheng, know that in the royal capital in the north, it is almost impossible to see green in winter. And there is no fresh vegetable supply in winter, and the miraculous plant seeds provided by Mr. Puyi can germinate in this season, this is the history that has been created, this is the history created by their own hands, how can they not be ecstatic?