That is Ji Wan’s Qingshizhou.
At the time, Ji Wan was just beginning to gain some fame among the feudal lords, but she was indeed the only female prince among them. The subordinate said, "Just judging by her courage and insight, she must be quite bold to lead the troops to Fanzhou. She will surely achieve great things in the future."
This kind of female prince who has made great achievements and has already ascended to a high position will basically not make things difficult for a small concubine like her, so the subordinate told her to go without worry.
Yue Jun looked in the direction Ji Wan pointed.
I saw that the woman was pushing a very heavy wooden plow cart with great effort, and beads of sweat appeared on her forehead.
"...Your Highness, most plow carts are made of wood, and wooden products are rarely light. If we want to reform, we can only replace them with wooden ones, but, as for the materials..." It's not that easy to find.
Yue Jun's voice was steady, and he had already passed through several materials in his mind.
Stone? No, stone is heavier than wood.
Then... there were only metal products, but the iron was in the hands of the government. Where could they get iron to make farm tools?
If there were iron, His Highness would probably give it priority to the battlefield.
After being reminded by Yue Jun, Ji Wan also understood her implication.
He smiled nonchalantly and said, "No problem, Fuyao. I have iron and copper resources. After today, go find Gao Qu and ask him to take you to find the raw materials. You can use as much as you want to improve the farm tools. There's no need to save."
Before the Northern Rong Kingdom retreated, Ji Wan picked up all the armor of the dead soldiers on the battlefield and took it back into his own hands.
Now this comes in handy.
Moreover, the mineral vein distribution map of Qingshizhou and Fanzhou that Ji Wan gave to Jiang Jian has taken effect, and Jiang Jian has mined large iron and gold mines.
Ji Wan became much richer as a result.
But—Ji Wan thought of the plow in his previous life.
She remembered that in her previous life, plows were mostly pulled by tractors with various huge attachments, moving across the fields. Wherever they passed, the land was turned up and deeply plowed. With her current ability, she could not pull such a large tractor.
But she can drag accessories behind the tractor!
"By the way, Fuyao and Yucheng, you two can research large-scale plowing equipment. You can even use light refined iron."
Yucheng is Pan Gu's courtesy name. He is Pan Zhuo's third brother.
After the two of them confirmed that they would work under Ji Wan, this was the first task Ji Wan had given them. Their faces turned serious, and they looked at each other and said, "Yes!"
Nodding, Ji Wan turned and looked at the only new general: "Ding Wu, I have already selected the soldiers who can sail and prepared the training methods for you. Now I just wait for you to lead the navy.
Tomorrow, go directly to Cui Rucheng and ask him to take you to train the soldiers."
Ding Wu was picked up by the abbot of Shaolin Temple in his early years and was raised in the temple to practice martial arts.
He had a bald head and a muscular body. Because it was hot, he did not wear his robes properly, leaving half of his arms exposed.
"yes!"
His voice was as loud as a bell, full of energy. He was a good candidate. Ji Wan nodded.
Ji Wanzheng turned around and looked at the many newly recruited middle-level managers behind him, and was about to give them orders for tasks.
Suddenly, a familiar feeling of icy coldness came over me again. My heart sensed the crisis and began to beat violently subconsciously. The time before my eyes was like a slide, as if the forward progress was slowed down by a pair of hands.
In Yun Shuangyi's frightened and clear eyes, Ji Wan clearly saw a huge pure black palm appear behind her head, almost covering half of her body.
Ji Wan took a deep breath, rolled on the ground swiftly, and escaped from the palm's coverage.
Xiao Ling anxiously shouted in his spiritual consciousness: "Let me out, I can create a space to protect you!"
*, although her legs and feet were still not working well this time, she had already reached the foundation-building stage. At least her other movements were much more agile and nimble, and she was able to dodge this man's fatal move cleverly.
Ji Wan hadn't relaxed yet. In just a moment, the huge handprint appeared in front of her again, and its target was still her head.
At this time, several guests following Ji Wan screamed in horror.
Fortunately, the aftermath of the handprint was blocked by the formation controlled by Xiao Ling.
Yun Shuangyi also took out a spoon-shaped magic weapon from his storage bag and threw it towards Ji Wan who was behind the black handprint.
Ji Wan didn't dare to relax at all. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw his cheap master Poxiao and Lin Chanhua running towards this place with all their might.
He twisted his body, took Yun Shuangyi's spoon, and barely avoided the second handprint.
Immediately after that, Ji Wan landed on the ground. Before he could catch his breath, he heard the clattering sound of the iron chains behind him.
Before she could react, the chain gripped her neck tightly, and she was thrown backwards with immense force. With her neck chained and unable to breathe, she saw the third handprint.
He also received a heavy blow on the back, and blood suddenly gushed out of Ji Wan's mouth and nose. This was the result of Xiao Ling's help in blocking half of the blood with his spiritual consciousness.
Her eyes were in a panic, and within a breath, the chains behind Ji Wan became tighter and tighter, and a suffocating red appeared on her face. The handprint in front of her eyes was already on the tip of her nose.
Fortunately.
The formation that Tuoba Feng had given to Ji Wan came into play again, blocking the attack from the handprint in front and temporarily slowing down the tightening of the chains behind him.
At this time, the cheap master had also arrived and waved his hand at the person who was strangling Ji Wan's neck.
Before Ji Wan could even catch his breath, the handprint appeared in front of him again.
Damn! Coming again?
Fortunately, Lin Chanhua had already arrived in front of Ji Wan and punched the cold and dark handprint.
Yun Shuangyi had the lowest cultivation level among the group, and he only had time to throw a bell-shaped magic weapon to Ji Wan from a distance.
Now that the magic weapon fell into Ji Wan's hands, it instantly became a shield, covering Ji Wan's entire body.
This is a defensive weapon.
Looking at the two figures fighting with his cheap master Poxiao and Lin Chanhua, Ji Wan felt annoyed.
*Damn it, what did she do to offend them that they actually sent two immortal cultivators to kill her!
Thinking of this, Ji Wan ignored the severe pain in his neck and back, turned around and released his spiritual power, rushing towards the young cultivator beside his cheap master Poxiao.
At this time, several guests below reacted and shouted loudly, "Come and protect His Highness!"
"There's an assassin!"
"Protect the prince!"
The confused children below were also gathered together by Yue Jun and Pan Gou.
A few timid children burst into tears on the spot, shouting, "Wow, where is His Highness?"
"Gentlemen, save His Highness!"
Ji Wan didn't care about the panic below at all, he just wanted to get rid of this disaster as soon as possible!
Poxiao was also anxious. Outside the [realm], the cultivation of all of them, the immortal cultivators, was suppressed to the Golden Core stage, and everyone's cultivation level was the same.
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