"You kid..." Mr. Tian said slowly: "The barbarians have caused trouble for thousands of years. This time, you are so arrogant. Even though I have no trace of my past, I am deeply affected by it... I can't say that I will be your servant for a few days..."

Ah? Jiang Fan was stunned: "Mr. Tian..."

Tian Yuan smiled slightly: "Boy, it's not for you, it's for the Chinese people, and it's for my granddaughter."

Jiang Fan was thoughtful, and after a moment, he suddenly smiled: "It just so happens that Mr. Tian is good at farming. I am planning to set up some experimental fields, and I would like to ask the old man for some advice."

"Experimental field?"

Jiang Fandao: "You can grow fruits and vegetables all year round, you can cultivate tens of thousands of kilograms of grain per acre, you can produce crops that keep you warm..."

When Mr. Tian heard this, he immediately stopped holding the cattail leaf fan in his hand and looked at Jiang Fan: "Aren't you talking nonsense?"

Jiang Fan was stunned for a moment: "No, His Majesty knows about this."

Mr. Tian stared at him for a long time, then slowly shook his cattail leaf fan: "...Boy, you can't leave this matter alone in Northern Xinjiang."

"Hahaha...that's right!"

A heroic laugh came, and a tall figure landed on the edge of the lake.

His beard and hair are spread out like steel needles, and he carries a huge wooden bow on his back. His four hidden features are his beard.

Mr. Tian raised his eyes slightly: "Why are you here?"

Zhang Qiu’s beard arched and he cupped his hands: “I’ve met Mr. Tian.”

Although he is over a hundred years old, he is still a junior in front of this person.

Zhang Qiubeard said: "I have been destined to this boy for a year. Now I heard that he is going to northern Xinjiang for hunting. As a hunter, I am really itching."

"Oh?" Mr. Tian smiled slightly: "Three of the four hidden ones came unexpectedly."

The third one? Jiang Fan was stunned for a moment and saw Zhang Qiu’s beard smiling: “I can’t hide it from senior.”

The next moment, the birds chirped loudly, and a huge egret descended on the scene.

On the back of the egret, there is a man in cloth with a short axe, a strong figure - a woodcutter.

"Uncle Woodcutter? How do you..."

The woodcutter first bowed to Mr. Tian, ​​then smiled at Jiang Fan and said, "Uncle, I also want to visit the grassland. If you can't chop wood, just chop off a few heads."

"But, Mr. Yu..."

"He asked me to come with confidence, so I can come with confidence."

Jiang Fan squinted his eyes and thought for a while, and suddenly realized that it might be related to what he and the woodcutter said that day.

"It's just this kid's business, why bother so many seniors..."

The woodcutter smiled and said: "The affairs of Northern Xinjiang are not your business alone. I just don't know if you still need servants."

Jiang Fan couldn't help but feel embarrassed: "You guys are just kidding me..."

The woodcutter said: "Old Tian can do it, why can't we two juniors do it? Besides, it's just temporary. I heard that your kid has also done part-time labor..."

Jiang Fan was greatly embarrassed. When he was working in Yangdu, he almost starved Gu Beiyan...

After a few words of greeting, Zhang Qiubeard said to him, "You can make arrangements when the time comes, and we won't care. The three old men have a common language, so they casually said a few words to him and ignored him. They just went to drink tea and chat by themselves."

Jiang Fan was particularly surprised. He didn't expect that he would suddenly take three old men from among the four hermits in the world to explore Northern Xinjiang. It really felt a bit unreal.

Seeing that no one was paying attention, Jiang Fan had no choice but to talk to Dabai about old times.

Not wanting to know Dabai and not bothering to listen to him, he narrowed his eyes and stared at Jiang Xiaoyu.

Jiang Xiaoyu, who was having a lively fight with a man and a dog, seemed to feel something was wrong. He suddenly jumped into the water, but then he emerged again and spit a bunch of bubbles at Dabai, as if he was quite dissatisfied.

But after vomiting, he turned around and dived in, unable to come out.

Without Jiang Xiaoyu, Tian Luoyu and Gouzi were bored, so they had to climb ashore. Tian Luoyu started a formation to dry his clothes, and immediately began to surround Dabai curiously.

Dabai had no time to pay attention to her, so he fluttered his wings and went to the forest. After all, Xiaobai was there.

Tian Luoyu had no choice but to play with Big Big Wolf. Big Big Wolf was very happy because Tian Luoyu was the first person who didn't dislike it for being ugly the first time they met.

Since Jiang Xiaoyu didn't come out, Mr. Jiang had some hope of fishing. Just when he was about to regroup, another old man slowly walked to the lake.

It was just his arrival that made the other three old men pause for a moment.

This was an old man with an unattractive appearance who could not be found in the crowd, which made the three great hermits look wary.

Jiang Fan was stunned for a moment at first glance, but he soon understood and signaled to the three hermits that nothing happened.

"...You want to join in the fun too?"

"You are too reckless. I don't want to sit back and work hard in that position again." The old man said calmly.

Jiang Fan couldn't help but shake his head and laugh: "You don't think much of me either."

The old man just glanced at him, then nodded slightly to the other three people without saying anything, and walked directly to the kitchen. Jiang Fan knew that he had gone to find the old guy Sun Daotong.

Now that things have happened, Jiang Fan is a little frightened: There are five old men, is it possible... that they will form a group of old men this time?

However, it seems that the day tour is not over yet.

The sixth old man came, holding a big pipe and puffing out smoke.

"Chai, Mr. Chai?"

Mr. Chai nodded, cupped his hands at the three of them, and ran towards the kitchen.

He definitely wasn't looking for the old guy, he probably wanted to study the recipe.

However, Wuhen and Chai Lao made the three hermits look at him very differently.

Haha, the old man’s alliance is stable. I’m afraid I won’t be able to use my brother-in-law and the others this time...

While I was thinking about it, I saw the old man again.

A dry little old man who was almost as wrinkled as a walnut appeared out of nowhere. Jiang Fan was stunned: It's only been a few days, how did you get here from Taibaiju, Longjiang?

This old man was carrying a brass pipe on his back. It was a blowtorch. Only Jiang Fan knew it. The chef called him the old fireman. Yes, this old man was a fireman in Taibaiju.

Of course, the fireman was also interested in the kitchen. After asking about the location, he slowly walked into the kitchen and picked up a dry branch on the way, just like picking up firewood...

Seven, Jiang Fan couldn't help but chuckle, where the hell can't they go, not to mention King Zuo Xian, even the Golden Tent Royal Court can go for a walk.

The original plan... needs to be changed...

As everyone knows, the woodcutter over there is also muttering: "Yes, there are not enough mounts. We have to let Dabai go back to call the birds..."

However, there was something that surprised Prince Jiang who was thanking guests behind closed doors. The outside world became more and more uproar. Many Qin people even spontaneously organized many groups and rushed to visit the palace. In one sentence, they wanted to enter the palace and write Ding.

I had no choice but to ask Gu Beiyan to come forward and tell everyone that the prince had already made arrangements, but it still didn't dissipate his enthusiasm.

From this, Jiang Fan could see how warlike and martial the Qin people were, as well as his deep hatred for the barbarians in northern Xinjiang.

Finally, while people from all walks of life were still rushing to tell each other and making generous pleas, news came out that Prince Jiang had quietly left Yangdu long ago and had now left the Longxi border.

He only brought seven old servants with him.

There was an uproar and jaws dropped.

Countless non-governmental organizations are still making great efforts to prepare manpower. Are you leaving now? Or are you just taking seven old servants with you?
Chapter completed!