Surprise! I emptied the emperor's private treasury before exile

The Fifth Prince and Fan Jingrui exchanged a glance. Fan Jingrui hurriedly explained loudly, "Please don't misunderstand me. We are from this village. I am Fan Jingrui from the Fan family, and the one next to me is my cousin Li Sheng."

"Fan Jingrui? Madam Fan's husband?" Although the voice was not loud, it was clearly heard by everyone present, reminding them of the misunderstanding they had made.

Especially Dahe who went to report the news to the village chief, he tried hard to make his body smaller, wishing he could shrink into an ant so that no one could find him.

I’m afraid the village chief will take revenge on me later.

But his worries were unnecessary, as the village chief had no time to care about him at this moment!

I was busy trying to save my face. "I'm really sorry, we were too reckless."

"But Master Fan, please don't blame us for being suspicious. It's really because the curved plow invented by the young lady is so useful. The surrounding villages are jealous!"

Emma, ​​it's finally resolved. The village chief secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He continued, "Since it's just a misunderstanding, let's go back first."

After saying this, without waiting for Fan Jingrui and the other two to respond, the group of people ran away without a trace.

Seeing that the situation was not good, An Qi also quickly disappeared, leaving only the Fifth Prince and Fan Jingrui behind.

But after such a misunderstanding, both of their good moods were gone.

They had to pray that this blunder would not be known by their family, otherwise they would be really embarrassed. Fan Jingrui could even imagine his wife pointing at him and laughing.

Unfortunately, their prayers were of no avail.

As soon as I reached the gate, it creaked open.

Well, my family already knows about it, there’s no way around it.

But wasn't the house built too quickly? They had only been in the county town for 20 days, not two months, so how come the wall had already been built?

Enter the door...

"What's going on? How can one build a wall first instead of repairing the house?" The fifth prince asked, pointing at a house that was barely half-built not far away.

Chu Ci didn't know what the Fifth Prince was so excited about, "Have you dealt with the county affairs?"

Fan Jingrui hoped that no one would mention the blunder tonight, and quickly replied: "The clerk has been escorted to the governor's office, and the new county magistrate has also arrived."

All the details were skipped over and the people present tactfully did not ask any further questions.

The fifth prince also realized Fan Jingrui's intention and interrupted, "Cousin, you have forgotten the most important thing. The new county magistrate is Shen Boran."

When the people present heard the name Shen Boran, they all looked at him with subtle expressions.

After a few casual greetings, they dispersed.

After all, no one would feel good if someone pulled them out of bed in the middle of the night.

Chu Ci ran even faster, into her sweet and soft bed!

I completely forgot to agree with Fan Jingrui that they would try to get along. Until I realized that there was another person beside me. I asked stupidly, "Why are you here?"

Fan Jingrui did not answer, but hugged Chu Ci into his arms and asked infatuatedly: "My wife, have you thought about me these days?"

"I did, I did." Chu Ci was embarrassed to say that she had forgotten it because she was busy, so she could only reply perfunctorily. Then she said, "It's late, go to bed, we still have to ferment manure tomorrow!"

Well, my wife has something important to do. Fan Jingrui naturally can't hold her back.

But he had already made up his mind to go over and help tomorrow. He couldn't let his wife take care of everything at home alone.

However, Fan Jingrui never expected that the composting Chu Ci mentioned was actually mixing the feces of various animals together. "Madam, are you sure that this kind of mixed manure can increase rice production?"

Seeing that Fan Jingrui didn't quite believe it, Chu Ci didn't explain it in detail: "Of course it's not just a matter of stirring it, it also needs to be fermented under suitable conditions."

After that, she also specifically instructed Cao Kuan beside her: "Be sure to remember carefully, pay attention to the temperature and humidity. Even the amount of water used, in the end you have to select the most suitable one. If you have time, you can also add other things, such as fallen leaves, straw, rice straw, etc. Don't limit yourself to just one method. In short, it's always right to experiment more."

"Yes." Cao Kuan replied while constantly taking notes with a pen.

He had to dip the brush in ink from time to time, which was really inconvenient.

Or, can we try to make charcoal pencils? What is the production process of charcoal pencils?

Chu Ci was obviously absent-minded afterwards because she was thinking about the charcoal pencil. Fortunately, she had already explained the process of composting in advance.

Cao Kuan guessed and understood the general idea.

Seeing that Cao Kuan’s command was good, Chu Ci simply pulled Fan Jingrui up the mountain.

But this time Chu Ci's luck was not so good. As soon as he reached the mountain, a wild boar came grunting towards him.

You should know that the wild boar’s only natural enemies are adult tigers and packs of wild wolves. This shows how strong its fighting ability is.

So Chu Ci's first reaction was: "Run, let's run separately——"

But how can a two-legged person outrun a four-legged wild boar?

In desperation, Chu Ci could only use the sleeve arrow to interfere, but the wild boar had thick skin and flesh, and the power of the sleeve arrow could hardly cause any damage to the wild boar.

If this continued, Chu Ci would be the first to collapse. Fan Jingrui, who was not far away, did not care about his own safety, drew out the dagger in his arms, ran up, jumped, jumped onto the wild boar's neck, and stabbed it fiercely.

The wild boar screamed, but the dagger was too short to cause fatal injuries to the wild boar, which instead aroused its ferocity. It jumped and hit, just to throw Fan Jingrui off its body.

Chu Ci tried to help several times, but the wild boar was too fast.

Fortunately, Fan Jingrui is in excellent physical condition now. He stabs the wild boar with one knife, two knives, three knives... each time he stabs the same position, and the wild boar's movements gradually slow down. Although the change is minimal, it is enough for Chu Ci.

At this moment, Chu Ci didn't care about being exposed, and took out a spear from the space, and ordered in his mind: "Xing'er, aim--"

Then he shouted, "Fan Jingrui, get out of the way!"

Fan Jingrui reflexively let go of the wild boar with his upper arm and rolled off it.

Almost at the same time, the spear in Chu Ci's hand stabbed fiercely at the place where Fan Jingrui's dagger had stabbed.

The wild boar's screams rang out again, but this time there was no trace of ferocity in it. As the spear in Chu Ci's hand pierced through it, the wild boar slowly fell to the ground.

The two people who finally escaped the disaster helped each other to get up, only to find that the wild boar's blood was everywhere.

"Hurry, leave quickly. Wild boars are social animals." Fan Jingrui immediately realized the seriousness of the situation.