Mountains and seas can be flat

Fang Zheng regretted it as soon as he finished speaking, but that speed was not as fast as Zifeng turned around and hugged him suddenly.

"Really! Can Brother Zheng really help me!?" Zifeng's clear and youthful voice cheered, as if he was about to fly with joy, "You said it, you must not go back on your word—"

Fang Zheng blushed, but the words were spoken by himself, and the water came from his own brain. He could only support "Lian Feng" on the shoulder, and whispered: "You, you turn around first...you, you have to listen If I say it, don't move around."

"Do you know how to farm?" Fang Zheng felt that he had to say something completely irrelevant, otherwise it would be too embarrassing in this situation.He couldn't find the words for a while, but the shape in his hand suddenly evoked his sense of picture.

In the heavy wheat field, there are towering ears.

Zifeng was in a daze, he didn't care what Fang Zheng said in this situation, but he knew the temperature of the land.There are many crops grown in Yuyi.Sometimes when he was tired, he would rest on the edge of the field and stick his axe or sword into the soil.

So Zifeng spoke incoherently: "I know...but... scorched earth."

The places Zifeng went to conquer were very barren, and those wet, soft and fertile lands only existed around the capital.

"It would be great if those scorched earth turned into fertile fields." Fang Zheng imagined, sweat beaded from the top of his head, and he felt like he was holding a plow in his hand.

The soil is dark, wet and fertile.

The red soil is prone to water and soil erosion, so it needs to be planted with highland barley or wheat to solidify.

Saline-alkali land is the most barren, but there are also tenacious crops growing...

Zifeng couldn't breathe, he was not suitable for farming, he was not a slave who was good at farming, he was only suitable for using weapons, but the tip of the weapon had a slightly curved plow shape.Want to plow into the squishy mud shape.

The mud-shaped land was spread out into beautiful characters, lying beside him.

Fang Zheng's whole body went limp, and he thought that fortunately he was lying on his side now, otherwise he would not be able to sit still, and would fall down when standing. The smoking hand behind his back was like a burning torch. The moment in front of him has already been burned, leaving mottled scorched marks on the clothes behind him.

Lian Feng hugged Fang Zheng tightly in his arms from behind, trying his best to be as comfortable and gentle as he was, which made Fang Zheng feel a little guilty, next time he will definitely...

No, what next time, there can be no next time!Fang Zheng just wanted to look up to the sky and sigh and hit the wall with his head, but before he could lament the weakness of willpower, he suddenly felt the old scar on his back... His brain was like lighting a string of crackling firecrackers, and it went blank after the explosion.

In the stormy aftertaste, "Lian Feng"'s hoarse voice whispered a comfortable hum in Fang Zheng's ear.After being dizzy, Fang Zheng pushed Lian Feng away, his voice was unsteady and angry, "Get out of here—"

Zifeng was very happy just now, but suddenly he was pushed away like that, like being pushed from a warm place to a world of ice and snow, and pitifully drawn out: "Brother Zheng——"

However, this time Fang Zheng hardened his temper. No matter how much the other party begged for mercy and wronged him, he would never let go. That scar was his backlash.

It was too much.If this continues, he will...

He does have feelings for men, and he doesn't dislike Lian Feng, but he is uneasy inside. There is something dark about Lian Feng that he can't see through, but feels deeply hidden.Besides, he is not a casual person, how could he let go of his guard so easily and allow others to invade his intimate private space unscrupulously.

Zifeng had no choice but to leave the bed. With embers in his eyes, he looked at Fang Zheng longingly but sadly, and said in a low voice, "Is your heart made of iron and stone?"

Yes, Fang Zheng really wanted to answer like this, but looking at Lian Feng's admiring and painful eyes, he couldn't say it firmly.Fang Zheng had to turn his head away, he wouldn't give Lian Feng an answer so quickly, he didn't think it through himself.

Fang Zheng clenched his fists silently, turning his back to him without saying a word.Zifeng stood still for a while, and suddenly let out a short self-deprecating laugh, then strode away, and turned out the window, and soon the footsteps disappeared.

Fang Zheng calmed down the violent breath that was surging all over his body, and it took him a long time to let go of his sweaty fists. He buried his head in the pillow and gasped wearily.Regarding the entanglement with "Lian Feng", his thoughts were in confusion and he was helpless.

"Father, tell me," Fang Zheng begged in the dark, "what should I do..."

He seems to be standing at a dangerous crossroads, rationally telling himself that he should step back and withdraw, but emotionally, he is more eager to entrust his heart to Lian Feng, the child who has gradually occupied his heart, after being alone for so long.

In this lonely and wild era, he has traveled alone for too long, and he wishes to have someone to go with him.Looking at it now, Lian Feng is the closest person there.However, Fang Zheng still couldn't be completely relieved.He'd been rescued by his instincts many times, and though he hoped the uneasiness was wrong this time, he chose to proceed with caution.

Fang Zheng was awakened by knocking on the door the next morning. He could hear who was outside. When he opened the door, Puniu stood at the door, flapping his nose, frowning and said, "It smells like musk glands. Did you fuck a woman last night? No. , don’t you dislike women? Are you messing with men? With your eyes like that, you brought back so many men from Jiuli—”

Pu Niu has spoken more clearly over the years, but he has no nose and ears, so he still has air leakage.

Fang Zheng interrupted him unceremoniously: "What nonsense. It didn't happen. What's the matter with you?"

Servant Newton said: "Yesterday that boy named Lian Feng came to my place—"

Fang Zheng's heart was moved. This was a question he was very concerned about. He hurriedly asked Puniu, "I can't see it with my eyes. Tell me, has his appearance changed?"

"He's lost some weight," Poniu struggled, "but his face seems a bit strange, it doesn't look like it, it reminds me of a dead person."

Pu Niu still doesn't know about Zifeng's killing of Da Qinglong, in his heart Zifeng is a dead man.

But Fang Zheng misunderstood him. He thought that Puniu meant that Lian Feng was pale or poorly nourished, like a dead person. When he thought of driving him away last night, he felt guilty, and he didn't know that "Lian Feng" went out so late. Will you catch a cold?

Since Pu Niu has said that, is Lian Feng's face just thinner?Gu Ya, the Jiuli soldier who insisted that he completely changed his face, might just be exaggerating?

Fang Zheng wanted to invite Lian Feng to come again to meet a few more people, but suddenly he thought that he had a temporary falling out with "Lian Feng" last night?There is no such quick reconciliation.Isn't Lian Feng partly responsible?I told him not to move or touch, but it turned out that he was fine. Not only did he touch everything that should be touched, but he also looked innocent.

"That boy is very powerful, he killed a lot of bugs." Puniu said.He didn't know that Zifeng even killed the ancestors of the three seedlings, so these little ones were nothing to worry about.Not long after Zifeng's body came out of the shell, and his body has not yet recovered to its peak, he was still able to fight against Puniu, and he would be even less of an opponent in a few days.

"If you don't fight, you don't know each other." Fang Zheng said casually, "He wants to arrange bells around the perimeter, if you have time, help him...just treat it as helping me," Fang Zheng softened, and whispered, "Help me take care of it he."

Fang Zheng has never been able to really harden his heart, and still cares about Lian Feng's safety. No matter what relationship he wants to develop, and whether Fang Zheng resists it in his heart, or what dark secrets Lian Feng still hides, Lian Feng is his After coming to this world, he couldn't really leave him alone with the deepest bond and connection.

Pu Niu nodded and said: "I will, but I see that he is very capable and does not need to be taken care of."

"It's different." Fang Zheng didn't say much. In fact, the more people take good care of themselves, the more they have no escape route to be taken care of, and they will do everything by themselves. Fang Zheng's heart has increased his pity for Lian Feng.

After the servant cow left, Fang Zheng took care of the housework again, and then went to the field to grope to see that the rice and millet he had planted were growing well and had already turned blue.The number was still not too much, Fang Zheng was groping with his hands, and suddenly thought of the "ear of wheat" last night, his face turned red and he had to withdraw his hand in embarrassment, as if guilty of guilt, but fortunately no one found it.

Fang Zheng returned to the eaves again, but heard two elders from the Youbi tribe coming to his door from a distance. It is rare for two elders to come at the same time. Fang Zheng respects them as living fossils and antiques. Thanks to their wit in the past, Zi Feng didn't cut off his tongue, he was quite grateful.

"We came here mainly to talk to you about what happened yesterday. How is your eye?" The two elders cut to the chase.

Fang Zheng asked them to sit down in the main hall of the house. There were no chairs in this era.It was made by Fang Zheng with a tree trunk after he came here. Others found it very practical and followed him to make it.

Fang Zheng was in his own room, his movements were not affected, and he was familiar with the placement of the furniture. In the eyes of the two elders, it was hard to believe that he was blind.Fang Zhengdao: "My eyes will recover for a while, and I don't know how long it will be."

The two tribal elders nodded and said: "You have to take good care of your body, our generation will never see the restoration of the country, but following you, they should all have a good life..."

Fang Zheng quietly clenched his fists behind his back. He knew that the two elders wanted to revive the Ubi tribe, but now that Fang Zheng has developed a fusion tribe, their culture and inheritance will definitely be impacted by the Jiuli people.

I don't know what conditions the two old foxes want to make?

"Back then, we were defeated and lost our name and flag." Elder Ming Ye said, "Yu Yi's Zifeng helped us kill Badian's guard, but drove us into the crypt. You saved us. We I have always been grateful. We believe that you are kind, but today I still want to have the cheek to ask you for a promise."

Fang Zheng said unhurriedly: "What is it?"

Elder Xuansi paused for a moment, and said in a deep voice: "Don't let the Youbi tribe—call this name for the last time, don't let them become slaves, no matter what happens in the future, never become slaves again."

Fang Zheng nodded and said: "I can give you this promise. I myself hate treating people as slaves very much." He continued, "You don't have to look like an extermination. Although the tribes have merged, the culture of your nation Customs can be preserved."

"Ethnicity?" Ming Ye and Xuan Si digested this fresh vocabulary.

"Yes, a country does not only have one kind of people, one way of life, one kind of habit and one settlement, it can be many, many nations, as long as we are united, help each other, do not conflict, each believe in their own gods, manage their own sacrifice..."

Ming Ye and Xuan Si were dumbfounded: "This is also okay?"

In fact, many settlements attacked nearby small tribes because of differences in gods, beliefs, and customs.If the objects of sacrifice are different, how can people be united?

"Why not?" Fang Zheng asked back, "The most important thing is to have enough food. Secondly, if you don't want to be a slave, you don't rely on promises, but to keep yourself from being beaten. Do you know what will be beaten?"

The two elders were silent, knowing that Fang Zheng was asking rhetorically, he must have the answer in his heart.

Fang Zheng continued: "If you are backward, you will be beaten if you fall behind. Our stone spears, bone knives, and wooden swords are vulnerable to those copper and iron weapons. Technology is always an overwhelming factor, always. Even after a few years Millennium——" Fang Zheng paused, and said solemnly, "My eyesight is not convenient now, but there are some things that cannot be delayed. Let's go, let's go to the copper furnace. In future wars, don’t become a slave of the suzerain.”

The two elders had mixed feelings: "Will there really be wars in the future?"

"I hope not." Fang Zheng's voice was as cold as tin iron, "But this kind of thing is not up to us."

The two elders were silent for a long time, Fang Zheng said again: "By the way, if you see Lian Feng, before he does anything... you must tell me what he looks like."

The two elders were incredulous. They hadn't seen Lian Feng, but they still agreed to Fang Zheng.Fang Zheng recalled that the tribesmen in Jiuli were very obedient to him.Feeling strange and full of doubts, he will be restless for a day if he doesn't investigate this matter clearly.

Just at this time, Ji Liu and the heads of several other "sub-bureaus" came to him.Fang Zheng told them that today they will be "trained for work" and will tell them how to deal with these daily "bureau" work.They came very neatly, with curious gleams in their eyes.

Fang Zheng first counted their personnel composition and organizational arrangements.Now the tribe is still very small, and each "bureau" is on rotation, each responsible for one day, without delaying their other production or labor tasks.This is not their "full-time job". Now the number of people is not so luxurious that there are members of special government departments, so it is only considered as their "part-time job".Those who are selected are those who have a good grasp of various skills and have the ability to guide others.

"Your job is called 'public servant'." Fang Zheng said to them.

He continued to explain the literal meaning to them: "Public affairs are matters that everyone has to deal with, so your work is for everyone." Fang Zheng paused, "This will take up your time, in order to compensate , those 5.00% things paid will be distributed to you with a reasonable figure. So you must take it seriously."

Those people's faces were full of excitement. They had never been their own masters, and they were very happy to have such a "civilian self-government" initiative.

Fang Zheng didn't laugh. Although the organization is small, in order to prevent it from happening, he must find a way to keep power in a cage without dampening their enthusiasm for governance.

"Don't be too happy too early. This kind of thing is very challenging. You can't do whatever you want, but you can't do nothing. There is a scale..."

The knowledge here is too great. Fang Zheng himself has never been in the power field, but he understands the most basic law of the jungle, the lowest life, spirit, and desire management methods. He has learned it through suffering.He used the simplest and most straightforward language to tell those people one by one. .