With one more student, Fang Xing had to teach some basic knowledge more. While Liu Pu was very honored, he was also hated by Zhu Zhanji and Ma Su.

Put down the textbooks and look at the time, he explained: "Reading is never the purpose, it is just a process of cognizing the world. In order not to teach you to be corrupt scholars, you can go to the village to dig a trenches today."

After Fang Xing left, Liu Pu widened his eyes and asked, "Your Highness, do you still have to farm when studying here?"

Zhu Zhanji had already started to move his hands and said expressionlessly when he heard this: "You'd better be quicker, otherwise you can make it until dark."

"Impossible..."

Liu Pu felt that Zhu Zhanji was intimidating himself.

Ma Su is the smartest. When Liu Pu was still doubting his life, he had already changed into coarse cloth clothes.

When Zhu Zhanji saw it, he immediately shouted: "Ma Su, where is mine?"

Ma Su said with a smile: "The teacher said you have to wash your clothes yourself, but yours is still dirty."

I'm dizzy!

Liu Pu looked at Zhu Zhanji in shock: This is the crown prince of the country! He will become the emperor in the future. Fang Xing not only asked him to dig ditches and farm, but also dared to let him wash his own clothes.

Where is this?

Liu Pu walked outside the study and looked at the empty door.

I thought this was the Royal Academy!

I don’t know whether there is a Royal Academy, but even if there is one, I don’t dare to let the crown prince wash his own clothes.

When the three of them appeared in the village, Liu Pu, wearing brocade robe, became the focus of everyone's attention, and even Zhu Zhanji, wearing dirty clothes, could not steal his limelight.

Xin Laoqi looked at the three people sympathetically, but no matter how sympathy was, he still gave a shovel.

The empty farmland was flat, and there was an old farmer standing beside Fang Xing. After consulting for a while, Fang Xing asked someone to draw lines in the fields and dig a demonstration place first.

"The lines are digging according to this depth. Dig a little bigger in several key places, otherwise the fish will die of heat."

That's right, Fang Xing was preparing to raise fish in the rice fields at this time.

Fish farming in rice fields has a long history, especially in the south.

"Can you raise fish in this field?"

Liu Pu stuffed the hem of his clothes into his belt, spitted into his palm, and asked curiously.

Ma Su was already starting to dry and said casually: "Yes, and the fish raised in the rice fields tastes sweet and much more delicious than the fish in the river."

Zhu Zhanji also said with a sense of superiority: " Raising fish in rice fields not only can fertilize the fields, but also eliminate pests. This is a killing of multiple goals!"

These words made Liu Pu look sideways, thinking to himself, why did the crown prince even understand the work of the farmer?

"Don't be too slow. If you can't finish lunch, you will only have steamed buns... steamed buns made of black noodles."

Fang Xing held the bell and sat on the ridge without any dirty thoughts, and said slowly.

I said!

Zhu Zhanji remembered the smell of the black-faced steamed buns and shouted: "Hurry up, don't think about the chance to steal food."

Since he was going to work, Fang Xing would definitely be supervised. So, he was sitting there like a landlord, just holding a bird cage in his hand.

But the bell is not bad!

The little puppy grew day by day, and then she woke up and put it down, and immediately ran to the right with joy.

"Woo...woo woo woo!"

Although the bell is small, the sharp teeth in the mouth have grown and the limbs are strong. Seeing it rushing left and right in the field, I felt that this day was really pleasant!

The temperature today is about seven or eight degrees, but the three people in the field have taken off their coats and exposed three different underwear.

"Hey! Look, that man's underwear is actually silk, so luxurious!"

"It's so luxurious. You can't even dig a ditch well. You'll probably die of hunger and fullness in the future."

Two old men passed by here. They didn't know the identities of the three people working in the field, so they started to laugh at them unscrupulously.

Faced with the jokes of the old man in the countryside, Liu Pu felt a little embarrassed. I missed his dignified Prince An Yuan, when has anyone ever been ridiculed like this?

Liu Pu was about to retort, but when he turned around, he saw Zhu Zhanji and Ma Su working hard, without being disturbed at all, and the progress was much faster than his.

"Hey! Such a good shovel is a waste of time to put it in that guy's hand."

"No, if it were my old man, I would have been dug up."

The two old men were sighing that the shovel was actually an iron tool, and only after a while of Xiang saw Fang Xing sitting on the ground.

"Ouch! Master, why are you here too?"

Fang Xing felt that their jokes were just right to cooperate with his education plan, so he turned around and prepared to chat about family matters, but saw that there were three people behind the two old men.

An old man with a long beard and tall figure, and two strong men.

Fang woke up and bowed, "The old man is lost, wait for me to call someone to lead you out."

This is Fangjiazhuang, and others will not take the wrong path.

The old man's eyes turned from the field to Fang Xing, and his eyes were filled with scrutiny, "Are you Fang Xing?"

Oh! Or come to me specifically?

Fang Xing smiled and said, "It's just a boy. Is the old man here to find me? Then please come and sit at home."

The old man shook his head and said, "Why did you ask them to dig a trenches?"

Could it be that this person came to explore the path after hearing the outstanding news of our disciples in Xingshuo?

Fang Xing immediately said seriously: "It is too biased to study hard. Scholars not only have to work hard, but also have to learn to work hard. Even if they become officials, they will only suffer the people under their rule and let down His Majesty's high expectations."

The old man nodded without comment, pointed to the three people in the field and asked, "So, who is the best among those three?"

This old man is interesting!

Fang Xing said as if he was chatting with someone: "The guy in dirty clothes is so rich at home, but he can still do these jobs without changing his face. And haven't you noticed it? He has found the trick to dig a trenches. This is talent!"

The two big men behind the old man twitched their faces, and then they quickly calmed down.

"Oh! That means you have vision."

"Of course, my eyes..."

Fang Xing was about to brag about himself, but he saw Lingdang running over with something gray-black in her mouth.

What is that?

"Belly, that's a mouse, throw it away!"

Fang Xing held the bell, but after thinking about it, he finally touched its head and praised: "My bell is indeed capable. You can prey on your own at such a young age."

While quietly throwing the dead field mouse behind him, Fang Xing took out a tissue to wipe the bell's mouth.

"Go home to find your mother and ask her to give you something delicious."

The bell stood on the ground, staring at the field mouse thrown at the old man's feet, then arched its body and shouted at the old man as if facing a great enemy.

“Woo…”

"Why is this dog a little familiar..."
Chapter completed!