Traveling through time with billions of supplies to become a farmer's little fortune

It was seen that Long Yuan's injured body was gradually recovering.

The flesh that was turned outward after the sword was drawn gradually healed, and the most important thing was that the surrounding purple flesh gradually turned into a tender pink.

This scene stunned Ying, who was standing nearby.

The wound was barely stopped from bleeding after the use of fine gold medicine.

Because Long Yuan wanted to see if there were any changes to the wound after taking the water?

This allowed Ying to take off the bandages on his body, and the wound was exposed in front of them. The sight was even more horrifying.

Long Yuan only felt tingling and a little itchy at the wound.

When I looked at my chest, I discovered this scene and the smiles and frowns of that little girl appeared in my mind.

"It's really a magical thing."

"Yingyi, tell my mother about my situation. Also, tell her that I am faking my death and will not be returning to Beijing in the next few years."

"Yes".

Time passed quickly, and soon news of the prince's death came from the palace.

At the same time, the emperor also found out that it was the deputy general of the general who framed the general, so he gave a perfect explanation.

When King Xiaoyao learned that the prince was dead, he was satisfied and returned to his fiefdom with his soldiers.

The queen also closed the palace doors and refused to see any visitors, announcing to the public that she would eat vegetarian food and chant Buddhist scriptures.

The imperial concubine felt that the queen was no longer her opponent. After all, her only son was gone. What good would it do even if she had a backer?

Now she is eating vegetarian food and chanting Buddhist scriptures, which is completely pushing the emperor away. This is of course what she wants to see.

……

Taoliu Village

The people from the Agriculture Department had just learned all these things and left when a family moved into the village.

I saw the newcomer with a little boy standing at the door, chatting with old man Su.

"I was framed by the bad guys and couldn't bring the young master to this small mountain village."

Su Muyao heard this when she arrived at the door.

When he saw the two people in front of him clearly, he realized that they were not the little boy who had saved him before.

Why did you come to your own village?

Other people in the village also came to watch the fun.

One of the older men said, "We just moved here. This is our young master Wang Yuan. My name is Wang Da, and these are Wang Er and Wang San." He pointed at the two people standing nearby.

Su Muyao twitched her lips immediately. This pseudonym was really careless.

Fortunately, there are only three people. If there were eight people, wouldn’t the last one be called a turtle?

The man who was named as Wang Er introduced himself: "I am a blacksmith who worked in a shop in Beijing for a while. If you need anything in the future, you can come to me directly. I can do anything."

The old village chief came over with the land deed and said, "This is your homestead. Why did you choose to be next to the old Su family?

The location of the old Su family is relatively good, but your location is closer to the mountain, which may be a little unsafe."

"Don't worry, old village chief. Wang San has been practicing martial arts since he was a child and knows some skills. If any wild beast comes down, he can help to ward off the beast."

"Okay, then you can live in that uninhabited house in the village for the time being, and then move in after the house is built."

"Then I'll have to trouble the village chief and fellow villagers. I'll treat everyone to a drink after the house is built."

After exchanging a few pleasantries, they left.

Old Man Su was also called into the room by Old Third Su. It was obvious that they knew Yingyi and the little boy.

I had heard from Su Laosan before that when there were refugees, they met them in the mountains and then rescued their own baby in the town.

The most coincidental thing is that we have come to this village again, and the foundation has been chosen right in front of our home. I don’t know what these people’s purpose is.

When Long Yuan saw that there was no one around, he leaned close to the little kid and whispered in his ear, "Thank you for the magic medicine."

Su Muyao was startled, and the little hand in her sleeve had already grabbed the gun when the little boy approached her.

Seeing that he had no intention of attacking him, he did not take the next step.

"Let me formally introduce myself. My name is Long Yuan. From now on you can call me Brother Yuan."

When Su Muyao heard this surname, her heart skipped a beat. The surname Long is the national surname.

I thought the boy in front of me had an extraordinary background, but I never imagined he was actually a royal relative.

No matter how shocked he was in his heart, he pretended to be innocent and had a crooked mind.

"Why did the brother over there say your last name is Wang? Are you trying to trick the village chief?"

"That medicine was given to me by my master, but I haven't seen my master for many months. If I see him in the future, I will introduce him to you."

Long Yuan looked at the little girl in front of him blinking her big eyes, but he clearly felt that this little girl was deceiving him.

"Little guy, guess what you said, do you think I believe it?"

"I do not guess you guess guess?"

"Don't be so defensive of me, little one. I've told you all my secrets."

Seeing that the little kid was still pretending to be deaf and dumb, Long Yuan didn't get angry. After all, this little guy had saved his life.

"If you need any help in the future, just let me know. I won't tell your secrets to anyone else."

"Okay, I actually have something I want you to help me with."

Now Long Yuan became interested and asked, "Tell me about it."

Su Muyao rolled her eyes in her heart. The little brat was only a few years older than her, yet look at the one who was talking in a senior manner.

"I'll draw you a picture, can you help me make it?"

These words were spoken to Wang Er.

Wang Er looked at his master from the side and then nodded.

"Girl, show me the picture."

Su Muyao took a stick and drew a curved plow directly on the ground.

After finishing the painting, he started explaining while holding a stick.

"This is for plowing the fields, this is a handrail, this side..."

Wang Erben was the son of the Minister of Works, and was later assigned to the Prince's Mansion and became the Prince.

I quickly understood about 80% of the picture drawn by the little girl on the ground and her explanation.

After Su Muyao finished speaking, the three of them all showed joyful expressions.

"Master, if this thing is made, farmers won't have to work so hard in the future."

Wang Er was so excited that he couldn't wait to start working.

"Oh my God, are you really only three years old? This is too amazing."

They admired the little kid in front of them who was only about three years old from the bottom of their hearts.

Su Muyao said to Wang Er arrogantly: "Can you do it?"

"I can do it, I can do it. I guarantee I'll make it for the girl within five days."

Su Muyao took out some money from her messenger bag and handed it to Wang Er, but Wang Er refused to take it.

"Girl, this thing is a good treasure that benefits the country and the people. I am lucky enough to make this thing, so how can I still accept money from you?"

Seeing that the man refused to accept the money, Su Muyao put the money back into her pocket.

After agreeing to send the little baby over after finishing, he turned around and went back to the house.