Datang god-level small farmer

Chapter 105 It's All About Healing and Saving People

After casually adding the remaining two talent points, Liu Zian clapped his hands and stood up from the ground.

"What's the matter, all of them are like defeated roosters—"

Well, Liu Zian has had a lot of dealings with chickens these days, this is a habitual description.

"Brother Zi'an, help, we can't write your majesty's homework—"

Cheng Chubi and Li Siwen were all frowning.

Liu Zian glanced at them in surprise, are all the children of the Tang Dynasty so honest?Are you afraid that you don’t know that there is a term called gunslinger?

"Buy one?"

As soon as Liu Zian's words fell, Cheng Chubi and the others couldn't help crying, full of grief and indignation.

"We, we were targeted by His Majesty—the Hercules who delivered the decree just now brought His Majesty's oral order, and we must write it ourselves. If we dare to hire someone to do homework like before, we will be beaten to death—"

Liu Zian: ...

I haven't finished praising you before I stepped on the horse, and you overturned me here?

"Your majesty is clear about our level, even if you secretly buy a copy, you can't hide it from your majesty's eyes..."

Liu Zian couldn't help but glanced at them sympathetically, what a crime they had committed to make His Majesty Li Er so resentful.

What else can I do?

Write it yourself!

Those who don't know what to do, don't know grammar and allusions, this is not a problem, let me know about the narrative essays in the third grade of elementary school?
Time, place, characters, events, and personal feelings came together, and the [-]-word essay was successfully completed.

This article was written so plainly and crudely that even Cheng Chubi and Li Siwen couldn't bear to read it, they grinned as they wrote it.

"Brother Zi'an, is this really okay? Will we be beaten to death by His Majesty..."

A few people touched their buttocks with lingering fear. They really felt wronged when their buttocks followed them. It was only a few days ago.

Liu Zian gave them a contemptuous look, and wrote everything, why are you pretending to be a wolf with a big tail?

"How about you write something different?"

A few people misfired instantly.

Forget it, forget it, if you can explain things clearly in such a plain language, you almost embarrass yourself to death, and you still expect to write flowers?A few people have also resigned to their fate, what else can they do?

Guess His Majesty wants to beat up several of them again?

Looking at the few people who were writing essays in vernacular, Liu Zian couldn't help but feel moved.

Picking up the brush, brushing and writing an article in vernacular.

Datang's first vernacular news report successfully published?Tsk tsk, will it go down in history and become the originator of the journalism?
Liu Zian, who managed to get rid of him, was full of bad taste in his heart.

Cheng Chubi and the others turned their heads, oh, my brother Zi'an actually wrote an article in vernacular.

This is clearly to share the joys and sorrows with myself and others!

Brother Zi'an, you are so righteous!
"Brother Zi'an, you are so kind to us..."

Liu Zian: ...

What's the situation?

I didn't do anything—

Forget it, forget it, as long as you are happy.

Although Cheng Chubi and the others were wailed by His Majesty Li Er's sudden homework, the others were very happy.Even the resentment that the food was suddenly reduced has dissipated a lot.

This is the task entrusted by His Majesty. If the writing is brilliant and falls into His Majesty's eyes, wouldn't it be a matter of minutes?
Therefore, the students of Guozi Sixth School were very excited to write. Many of them insisted on staying up all night, biting their brushes, painstakingly polishing and revising there, preparing to make a blockbuster.

On the contrary, Cheng Chubi and the others knew what they were doing and didn't have any illusions. After finishing writing, they threw away the pen and went back to the dormitory happily.

In other words, those little maids in Tuyuhun are cute and clever, and they have a bit of exotic style. Although they can only watch and not eat, they are fine to make fun of, at least hundreds of times better than writing bitterly.

However, they were still disappointed.Because tonight, Murong Shun still didn't come back.This time, Murong Yaoyue really couldn't sit still.I came to Datang to propose to my brother, but as soon as my brother arrived in Chang'an, he let himself go. What a fart to propose this marriage.

It must be brought back!
Murong Yaoyue changed into a man's outfit and went out to find his brother with his maid attendant.It can be regarded as breaking my heart for this brother.

……

As for the matter of the siblings, Liu Zian was really not interested in it.But without a group of little girls called son-in-law to serve, life is really inconvenient...

Liu Zian: "Look at you clumsy bums, what else can you do—"

Seeing these guys who are big and rough, who can't even choose a dish, Liu Zian cursed angrily.Poor father, as soon as this Tuyuhun maid left, I changed from a fake son-in-law to a real cook in an instant.

No, the excrement shovel officer who also brought grooms and dogs!
Liu Zi'an was cooking full of resentment, and when he looked back, hey, the guys who chose the vegetables put the vegetables away and got up to fight the landlord.

It's really riding a horse, flipping the table!

Early the next morning, after breakfast, a few people used Liu Zian's magic book-copying tool to quickly copy it a few times. As for the quality—not to mention, the original writing is enough to look at, and the speed is simply horrible.

"Anyway, I can't run away and get beaten, so why write so seriously?"

Looking at the plausible Cheng Chubi and Li Siwen, Liu Zian couldn't help being speechless for a while.

Forget it, what about love?

Put the articles of several people together, and reach out to Qin Huaiyu, who is the oldest.

"Go, send Kong Jijiu—"

Qin Huaiyu's face collapsed when he heard this, and he went out dejectedly.Who is willing to hand in homework (shame) if it is written like this.

Liu Zian didn't care about their small thoughts, and went to feed his little white horse with his hands behind his back, and then went to the chicken pen to feed the chickens, earning a wave of experience.Then he looked at his two happy scallions and a few herbs that he planted just yesterday.

Jiwei cherishes the medicinal materials, and the momentum is good. Although it hasn't sprouted green yet, its vitality is much stronger than yesterday. Judging from this posture, as long as it waits for another two days, it will take root and sprout.The remaining two small green onions have recovered well, and have regained their tall and straight posture, but the leaves are missing.

He glanced at Lu Bu who was smiling, and silently looked away.

"Xiao Xiancong, I really have wronged you—"

Then, he stretched out his hand, clicked—and pinched off a small piece.

In other words, if you take Li Shimin's benefits, you have to honor your promise to him, and there is another Kong Jijiu who is "terminally ill" waiting for you to "save" him?

For the sake of Datang, I can be regarded as breaking my heart.

He held the little green onion, feeling that this was not enough to convince the public, mainly because he might not believe Mr. Kong Yingda either.

You think, people are terminally ill, you can take a piece of green onion leaf and you can be cured, and it is too ridiculous to say that eating green onions will cure you.Liu Zian sighed silently, what else can I do, you guys are forcing me!
Forget it, it's all about curing diseases and saving lives!
(End of this chapter)