Gong fight?Niang Niang, she dominated the cold palace by farming

Chapter 66
Now she not only collects fertile soil, but also different soil types are suitable for growing crops. She has collected some soil samples of various soil types.

The appearance of the four-dimensional portable small space has also undergone considerable changes, and now it is a very delicate purse.

And the capacity has increased a lot. In addition to food and dried vegetables, she also stored some equipment parts for easy copying at any time.

Before he could finish putting away his things, he listened to the maid who guarded the door tell him: "The county lord, the great general king is here to visit."

Xu Ji hurriedly checked to see if there was nothing missing, and then "please".

Song Qingzhai asked at the entrance of the tent: "I heard that you are not feeling well, so let me come and see you."

On weekdays, Xu Ji went down to the ground, carried weights, and walked like flying, so when he heard that she was lying down, Song Qingzhai was very worried.

"I'm fine," Xu Jiying came out, and said with a smile, "Nurse Wen made a fuss over a molehill."

Song Qingzhai saw that her face was slightly pale, and said: "You are still young, you should pay more attention. Even if you want to do it yourself, you should relax.

"I think you've been really tired these days."

Just as she was talking, Mother Wen brought over the boiled jujube and ginger sugar tea, staring at Xu Ji and drinking it.

Xu Ji took a sip and stuck out his tongue: "Why is it sour? Shouldn't it be sweet?"

"Even if it doesn't taste good, the county lord will bear with it," Sister Wen persuaded, "It's good for your body."

Song Qingzhai didn't understand this, wanted to ask but felt it was inappropriate in front of Xu Ji, so he endured it.

When Nanny Wen went to return the tableware, Song Qingzhai followed and asked, "Ah Qi, what's wrong? Do you want to invite a doctor to take a look? Even if there is no good doctor here, it is convenient to go to Beijing to ask for one."

Sister Wen smiled, "You don't have to worry about the general, the county lord, you've grown up."

Seeing that Song Qingzhai still didn't understand, and it was hard to explain directly, he just said: "The prince doesn't understand now, but he will know when he marries the princess in the future."

Song Qingzhai was suddenly blessed, blushed with embarrassment, turned around and left in a hurry.

Sister Wen couldn't help sighing, these two people looked extremely powerful, but one had no father and no mother, and the other had a mother and brother, but it was the same as having nothing, they were all hard-working people!
Feng Zhang, who was forcibly taken away to observe the people's sentiments, finally returned. He used to have a white face and black beard, and his clothes were neat and tidy. When he came back, his face was tanned, his beard was felted, and his clothes were torn several times. The original color, one of the boots was lost, and now one foot is wearing boots and the other is wearing straw sandals.

One of the soldiers couldn't help but sneered: "Hey, editor Feng is fleeing?"

Feng Zhang swallowed his anger and found his entourage, and scolded: "Hurry up and prepare the bath water!"

He went to the farmhouse to sleep for a few days, and felt that his body was already covered with lice, and he was contaminated with their poverty!

Thinking about it makes me feel sad, growing up so big, how has he ever suffered this crime!

I hated Song Qingzhai and Xu Ji more and more in my heart.

After grooming and grooming, he popped the blisters on the soles of his feet and applied medicine. He didn't dare to delay any longer, and went directly to see Song Qingzhai and Xu Ji with the imperial decree.

Because it was going to be a holiday, neither of them stayed away.

There was joy in the camp.

Feng Zhang, with a humble attitude in the dust, stepped forward and knelt down, holding the imperial decree high above his head, "Please forgive the inconvenience of the general king and the county magistrate, and please accept the decree."

Xu Ji glanced at him, secretly amused.

Song Qingzhai directly took the imperial decree, unfolded it, and the content was very simple: ask Feng Zhang to check the accounts.

(End of this chapter)