"How many times have I told you, just leave this kind of laborious work to me, you have to do it yourself, fortunately he finally broke off, otherwise you really plan to fight with it until you don't have enough strength."

Murong Lin knew that what Feng Xiaoyue said was definitely not nonsense, and while he was pleased to find a solution, he was a little dissatisfied with what she did, he reached out to help Feng Xiaoyue pat her back and say a few words of complaint.

"I also know that I am a little willful on weekdays, which makes my physical fitness so poor, but I didn't expect that I would not be able to cope with even a small vine leaf,"

Feng Xiaoyue waved her hand, so that Murong Lin could put her hand down, and she continued to pat her chest to soothe Fang Fang's heart that was beating violently because of holding her breath.

Since it is difficult to breathe because of the action of squatting, coupled with the fact that she has to fight against such a tough tree vine, Feng Xiaoyue's body is relatively delicate, and it is not surprising that she will be out of breath.

"It seems that I will really have to exercise more in the future, walk around, and if I become a sick person and have to rely on other people's services all day long, I can't imagine this kind of life."

"If you really have this heart, when you have free days, I will take you around on horseback, so that the two of us can have more time to communicate and get along."

Murong Lin said, curiously picking up the vine that Feng Xiaoyue had just thrown away, this vine was thicker than other branches, but how could the texture be so different.

He didn't believe in this evil, so he grabbed the side of the vine with one hand and tried to tear it off the middle, but he used seven or eight layers of strength, and the vine didn't look like it was struggling at all.

"Whoever wants to spend more time with you, as if someone is looking forward to it." Feng Xiaoyue listened to Murong Lin's ridicule, but in front of outsiders, she would inevitably be a little embarrassed.

She stubbornly returned the word, but she didn't hear his rebuttal, she turned her head to take a look, only to find that Murong Lin was also fighting against the vines that grew from the root of the main tree.

"I'll tell you, it's not entirely my fault, the point is that the vine is a bit of an exaggeration."

"If I really haven't touched it myself, I don't know it's such a difficult thing to deal with." Murong Lin sighed leisurely, this tree vine seemed to be able to withstand the toss of those thick sticks he trained on weekdays.

In order not to spend his strength on these meaningless things, Murong Lin had to put aside the fight with the tree vine first.

"It seems that when I go back and call someone, I have to ask them to bring the sharpest scythe to remove it so cleanly. I don't know if the taproot will grow again if it is not pulled out. ”

"Naturally, we have to take away the saplings with taproots, otherwise, we can only get rid of the weeds, and the spring breeze blows and grows." Feng Xiaoyue put one hand on the crook of Murong Lin's arm and emphasized.

"And as for the other saplings, if they can grow so big, presumably their own root system has almost developed, so don't worry about killing them all after the taproot is removed, our only goal is to eradicate the vines first."

"Hmm." Murong Lin nodded in response, but the old horse suddenly appeared from behind at this time.

"The old slave still has one more thing, I want to ask the princess, these saplings and vines are too tender, even if they are dried for a long time, I am afraid they will not be turned into firewood, and then if all the main trees along the banks of the river are removed, I am afraid they can be piled up into a hill,"

"I don't know what the princess plans to do with them, can she have some other plans. If you burn it all, it will be too wasteful of firewood, and it will take up too much space to pile it up. ”

"This is indeed a problem," Murong Lin muttered, turning his face to look at Feng Xiaoyue. There are many solutions, and it is not impossible to get rid of them completely, but he just wants to see what Feng Xiaoyue's plan is.

"It's okay to cut these things off the banks of the Jieshan River, wouldn't it be too wasteful to throw them away, it's not easy to grow so big." Feng Xiaoyue pursed her mouth, waved her hand gently, and then put her hands behind her back, looking into the distance with a meaningful expression.

"These things on the Luofeng Mountain have grown well, and they have not flooded, so there will not be such a big deviation between us and the Boundary Mountain, which is only a few dozen miles apart."

"What does the princess mean, tell the old slave, and the old slave should prepare in advance." Lao Ma said, this seemed to mean that only Feng Xiaoyue's order was obeyed, which provoked Murong Lin to inevitably glance at him resentfully.

But in fact, Lao Ma is just a person who knows the times, and he knows how the two of them get along, so he deliberately saves the trouble of asking people to convey it later.

However, Feng Xiaoyue didn't notice it at all, nodded leisurely, and then pointed to her right front and turned her head, asking Murong Lin with a puzzled expression.

"I remember that there should be no water in that direction, whether it is Wanjiang or Jieshan, their direction is not there, so is there any people living there?"

Murong Lin squinted his eyes and swept it, then nodded at Feng Xiaoyue's eyes, "Yes, there is, but not much." It's just a few scattered small villages, and the people there can be regarded as some of the earliest aborigines of the domain. ”

The direction that Feng Xiaoyue pointed to was the area in the middle of the two rivers with different directions, the Wanjiang River and the Jieshan River, after they crossed and separated. Not only is there no particularly abundant water source here, but the land is relatively barren, and although the soil is hard, there is not much fertile enough land for farming.

And in the corner of this area to the northeast, there is a continuous dwarf soup, and the people who live in this area in the lower mountains are mostly able to eat by providence, or collect some fresh mountain goods and game from the mountains to sell in the nearest market, and can barely make a living.

But people are always yearning for a better direction to develop, and this little harvest cannot meet the needs of other young people, especially after they learn the books sent by Yanwu Eleven City, they are more eager to look elsewhere.

So most of the people who stay here now are just old people, taking care of the younger children.

"The people there rely on the mountains to eat the mountains, and there are not many people left now, and the place is relatively remote, and there are a few small brazing from time to time, and it didn't rain here for the first few months, so such a serious situation can only be regarded as commonplace in them."

As soon as Murong Lin's words were finished, Feng Xiaoyue couldn't help but frown slightly, "Since that's the case, then why don't you think of a way to improve the lives of the local people, or it's good to ask them to come to the city." ”

"Why don't you want to, if we have the ability to call the wind and rain, how can we just let them fend for themselves in that kind of place?" Murong Lin patiently explained to Feng Xiaoyue according to the unhappy temper in his heart.

"And most of these old people are used to living in their original houses, and it will be awkward to say that they have changed to a new place, so they always stick to their ancestral houses and refuse to leave.

"Don't worry, I don't mean to blame you." Feng Xiaoyue's face faintly turned a little red when she saw what he said, knowing that there might be some problems with her previous attitude, she hurriedly patted Murong Lin's back and told him to calm down.

"Then I asked about the situation in that area, and it was convenient for me to plan for the future. Since there are mountains and flat land, there will definitely be water underground, but it may be that because of the hard soil, few people have dug it out. ”

"Is it your plan to send a few people over and help them dig a well?" Murong Lin was angry and funny in his heart, and the two emotions were parallel, which made his mind a little unclear.

"Naturally, it's not that I'm not stupid enough to be so stupid," Feng Xiaoyue sighed speechlessly, and then took Murong Lin and the old horse to the shed where the carriage was parked.

The ground was so wet that she could vaguely feel the shoes and socks under her feet getting wet.

"You know that saplings have the effect of grasping the ground, but they can also loosen the soil, since this kind of sapling grows in the cracks of such hard stones on the mountain, then no matter how hard the land is, it is still land, and it can always allow the roots to find the cracks and insert them."

"What I mean is that don't throw away the saplings and roots that you dig up, take the cart and send them to the village over there, and you don't have to disturb the people in the village, you first find a few good places to dig the soil and plant the trees."

This will Feng Xiaoyue only cares about talking, and she didn't care about the situation under her feet, and she only walked a few steps, and she was about to fall, but fortunately, Murong Lin was next to her to assist in time, otherwise she was afraid that this body would become even more embarrassed.

"If someone asks, they say we're here to help plant trees." Feng Xiaoyue grabbed Murong Lin's hand and smiled slightly to express her gratitude.

And Murong Lin saw that Feng Xiaoyue was really hard to leave, and wanted to persuade her to talk later, but Feng Xiaoyue didn't agree, carefully lifted her skirt, and still walked while talking.

"You have all seen the role and ability of these saplings, where there is water, they will naturally grow very well, and then we will dig in the most luxuriant places where they grow, like ponds and wells."

"If that's not enough, then look at the places close to the tributaries of the Wanjiang River and the Jieshan River. Dig a canal to divert water, and there will be no other problems. ”

After saying that, Feng Xiaoyue and his party could be regarded as walking under the shed. Murong Lin waited for Feng Xiaoyue's words, while Lao Ma had nothing to do, looking up at the water droplets dripping from the thatch on the top of the shed to pass the time.