After watching the three leave, she took out another item from the box.

This is the last set of formations to be set up for this trip.

This is the Xuanwu Mountain-Suppressing Formation, which can protect this area. Once activated, it can withstand any attack below the Golden Core stage and isolate all intrusive forces.

The formation also includes a small teleportation array.

She plans to set up a similar system inside the Star Pivot Gate, connecting the two teleportation arrays for easier travel in the future.

The four formations were quickly set up.

However, apart from the Spirit Gathering Array, the other three sets have not been officially activated yet, so ordinary people don't feel anything.

Fu Yuanbo, on the other hand, was already able to clearly sense the changes on the green mountain.

He squinted and turned to his grandson seriously.

"I will write another letter later, and you can take it back to your father at that time."

He felt that he might have underestimated the power behind Yun Zhiyi.

Whether it's for a breakthrough, or for the safety and future of the dynasty, it's not appropriate to stand on the opposite side.

Especially in this matter, we must do everything in our power to seize the opportunity and seek cooperation with her and the forces behind her.

Perhaps this is also an opportunity for the Great Dynasty.

Fu Tingchen also looked solemn and nodded slightly.

Inside the poultry house on the mountainside, Fu Wenyu, who had just finished his homework for the day and was playing, suddenly grabbed Fu Ziyu, who was sitting by the rock reading a book.

"Little Yu, Little Yu, look!"

Fu Ziyu raised his hand in confusion, following her pointing finger to look at the chicks that were still walking around and pecking at food from time to time.

"Huh? What is it?"

Fu Wenyu said, "Don't you think there's something wrong with them?"

Fu Ziyu looked over in confusion, then shook his head after a while. "Something's not right?"

“Oh dear.” Fu Wenyu pointed to the chicks running around, “Didn’t you notice? They seem to be suddenly very excited.”

Fu Ziyu was speechless, his mind blank. "No matter how you look at it, they're all the same."

"How come they're the same? Look, they've both grown a size bigger, their fur is all puffed up, and they're barking more often."

Fu Ziyu sighed, "Auntie, if you're bored, why don't you go for a walk somewhere else?"

Stop bothering him.

He also has to finish the homework his sister assigned.

Fu Wenyu sensed his disdain, wrinkled her nose in dissatisfaction, and snorted softly.

"You read books all day long, what's so interesting about them? Forget it, I'm ignoring you, I'm going to go see the ducks."

After saying that, he turned and left angrily.

Fu Ziyu called out helplessly, "Remember to come back later, you still have homework to finish this afternoon."

Watching her figure disappear around the corner, Fu Ziyu shook his head helplessly and continued studying the pharmacology.

Inside the manor, Princess Fu'an had been sitting in the courtyard for a long time, her gaze fixed on a patch of chrysanthemums in the flowerbed opposite.

The servants attending to her all thought she was in a daze, and no one dared to disturb her.

Little did she know, she was staring intently at the chrysanthemums, her eyes flashing with an increasingly deep and unfathomable light.

Not long ago, Princess Fu'an witnessed with her own eyes that the chrysanthemum stamens beneath the leaves were slowly blooming at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Although it stopped very quickly.

But she was certain that what she saw was not an illusion.

At the same time, she also clearly sensed some changes in her surroundings and her body.

She couldn't explain it in detail, but her intuition told her that something must have happened just now.

But she waited for a long time, and that strange phenomenon never appeared again.

Princess Fu'an couldn't help but frown, now somewhat unsure whether she had just imagined it.

Inside the threshing ground, the farmers were still preoccupied with the autumn planting, and no one noticed any changes happening around them.

At this moment, only a buzzing sound remained on the field.

Directly in front, Li Chengzhi and his son exchanged a glance, quietly waiting for everyone to process all the news they had just heard.

When they first heard about the mandatory autumn planting, the farmers, like the Li family, were naturally panicked and anxious.

But after listening to Li Chengzhi's detailed list of the two options, she was no longer so anxious. Instead, after realizing the advantages, she gradually showed a happy smile.

Just as Li Chengzhi thought, almost anyone would choose the second option.

This is equivalent to getting half a year's rent for free and getting a free job. Besides saving more money and earning more money, there is absolutely no loss.

The landlord even buys wheat seeds, and the price is much higher than outside.

As long as it doesn't delay next year's spring planting, this isn't a bad thing at all; it's a great thing.

Some people are overthinking things and are still worried.

After all, the employer offered two options this time.

The existence of the first point naturally has its own rationale.

Some perceptive people always feel that things are not so simple.

But I can't quite put my finger on what's wrong.

At this moment, an old man loudly asked Grandpa Li.

"Old Li, do you grow your own crops or hire others?"

Upon hearing this, the people who were discussing the matter enthusiastically all looked up, many of them with puzzled expressions.

Is there even a question? Of course, we'd choose to hire.

How could wheat possibly survive if planted in winter?

The landlord isn't short of wheat, so he can do whatever he wants with it.

They can't afford that; the little food they have is crucial for their livelihood next year.

If you choose the first option, what's the difference between that and throwing food into water?

And then there's the added hardship of working for several more months in the dead of winter.

Whoever is stupid should choose to plant their own.

Just as I was thinking this, I heard Old Master Li stroke his beard and smile.

"My family naturally chooses to grow our own."

This answer surprised almost everyone.

The crowd was puzzled and began to ask questions.

Why?

"Uncle Bing, even if your family has a lot of grain this year, you can't just squander it like this."

"This is not like throwing food into water."

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