This is not a funny thing, and it is not the time to laugh.

Fang Yunxiu quickly stopped smiling and raised her hand to pat Fang Yuxiu's arm.

"Don't talk nonsense," she said.

"I'm not talking nonsense." Fang Yuxiu looked at Fang Chengyu, "Chengyu, what do you think?"

Mrs. Fang also looked at Fang Chengyu.

"Is she okay?" she said.

Although it sounded like a question, her tone was also a statement.

Fang Chengyu held the letter with a sad face.

"Mother, sister, you don't worry about her at all," he sighed.

Fang Yuxiu suddenly took a step forward, clenched her hands and looked at Fang Chengyu nervously.

"How is she now? Is she injured? What should we do? Did the people over there save her?" she asked exaggeratedly and anxiously.

Fang Yunxiu almost couldn't hold back her laughter again.

Fang Chengyu looked at her.

"She's all right," he said, and then he laughed.

Fang Yuxiu spread her hands, and Fang Yunxiu also breathed a sigh of relief.

"What's going on?" she said.

The sound of Fang Chengyu reading a letter softly could be heard in the hall. His voice was up and down, and he read the contents of the letter in a fascinating way. The mother, daughter and the other two looked nervous and surprised at the same time. After he finished reading the letter, there was silence in the hall.

"I don't know what to say." Fang Yuxiu said, "These mountain thieves are the same. Why did they provoke her for no reason? Now they are entangled with her."

Fang Yunxiu chuckled again.

"I'm glad you're okay." She said, "Zhenzhen is a kind-hearted doctor. It's a good deed for her to be able to influence these mountain bandits."

"Persuasion." Fang Yuxiu smiled, "It doesn't sound like something she would do."

She did not persuade Lin Jin'er who wanted to harm her, and she even cheated Zuo Yanzhi out of a hundred taels of silver because of her little trick.

Mrs. Fang stood up, unable to understand or guess the girl's behavior any longer.

"I'm glad she's fine," she said. "Remind her to be careful and not act recklessly when she goes out."

Fang Chengyu answered yes. The sky in the east was gradually turning white.

Fang Chengyu was not sleepy when he returned to the room, so he asked Bai Shao and Mai Dong to grind ink and write a letter.

Fang Chengyu picked up the pen and wrote the word "Jiu Ling", but he didn't know what to say. He didn't want to stop writing, so he just continued writing Jiu Ling.

One after another, as the two words "Jiuling" continued to appear on the paper, Fang Chengyu seemed to have found new fun. He wrote down enthusiastically and seriously, and soon filled up the whole sheet of paper.

The morning light penetrated into the room through the window lattice, the night faded away completely, and the early morning arrived.

The mountain village was already chilly in late autumn. Liu'er rolled around in bed wrapped in a quilt, losing all desire to sleep as she heard footsteps running outside.

"So early every day." She muttered, and had to get up. After a simple packing, she walked out and saw Lei Zhonglian and other guards carrying sickles and heading out of the village.

"You rookies... you better move faster today, or you won't be defeated by a woman."

A man shouted at them.

"We didn't..." A guard couldn't help but reply, but a few women carrying bags and wooden basins to wash clothes came over and interrupted him.

"Shang Chunhua, what are you talking about? What happened to our women?"

"If you have the guts, compete with us."

The women shouted in unison.

The man who had spoken immediately shrank his head, knowing full well that a good man does not fight with a woman.

In the early morning, the village entrance is filled with laughter, making the whole mountain village lively.

The guard was interrupted when he was about to say something. After thinking about it, it seemed that there was nothing else to say, so the group of people followed the man and went to work honestly.

"Actually, I can go to work if I don't have to get up early." Liu Er said with a smile, "I still have to serve my young lady."

A child who was leading a cow passed by and heard the bleating sound.

"Sister Liu'er," he said, pointing to the mountain, "Miss Jun has already gone up the mountain."

The young lady always gets up earlier than herself, so it's fine if others say something. Of course, no one dares to say anything to her, except these ignorant children. Liu'er's face turned slightly red and she snorted again.

"I still have to cook for my young lady," she said.

The child bit his finger and looked at her.

"Don't you have a cook at home?" he said again.

In addition to rice, flour, oil, tea, vegetables and meat, Deshengchang also sent a cook to serve Miss Jun.

Liu Er stared.

"Let your cows dig up sweet potatoes," she cried angrily, "and don't even think about eating my preserved fruits."

These days, because Liu'er could always come up with all kinds of food, she became very familiar with the children in the village. These children were no longer restrained in front of her and would run away laughing when they heard her words.

Liu Er looked up the mountain and wondered what the young lady was doing there again? Was she standing at the door of that aunt's house?

Miss Jun did not go to her master's wife's house. Ever since she decided to let Lei Zhonglian and the others go with her for military training, she has not been there again.

She would go up the mountain every day to collect herbs.

She had already collected a bamboo basket in the morning. Miss Jun looked at it and saw that it was enough for today's use. She wiped the sweat off her forehead and prepared to go down the mountain. As she walked through the forest, pheasants and rabbits ran by from time to time.

Although she had only been here for a short time, she had already moved freely on the mountain, dodged two dark arrays, collected two rabbits caught by one dark array, and rearranged the dark array at the same time.

Just after everything was arranged, Miss Jun noticed some movement behind her. She turned around and saw Yang Jing standing behind her carrying a bundle of firewood.

"Uncle Yang, is this for you or Uncle Xia?" She asked, pointing at the rabbit with its legs tied with grass on the ground.

"Give it to him." Yang Jing said.

All the villagers' spoils were handed over to Xia Yong, who would regularly sell them in the city in exchange for rice and grain, which would then be distributed uniformly.

Miss Jun already knew the rules here. She nodded with a smile and picked up the rabbit.

"Then I'll go down the mountain." She waved her hands happily.

Yang Jing looked at the girl's happy and cheerful face.

"Miss Jun." he shouted.

Miss Jun immediately stopped and turned around.

"Uncle Yang, do you have any other instructions?" she asked.

Yang Jing shook his head.

"I dare not give orders." He said, "How many broken ground nets have you repaired?"

Miss Jun smiled and nodded.

"Yes, I repaired it when I saw it was broken," she said, and pointed in a few directions, "There's also the horse rope at the entrance of the village and the arrow pile in the river."

Yang Jing had a complicated expression.

"We only know how to use them, not how to repair them. If they break down over time, we can only throw them away," he said.

That person left, and it has been such a long time since he left. People can still hold on and wait, but things cannot, and they are broken and discarded.

Miss Jun looked at him and smiled.

"Don't worry about it in the future." She nodded, "I'm here. I can fix it."

Yang Jing didn't say anything else and bowed to her. Miss Jun waved to him and glanced behind him intentionally or unintentionally before taking a step forward.

Seeing her looking at him, Yang Jing wanted to say something, but Miss Jun had already walked away.

People walked briskly on the mountain road, and soft humming echoed in the forest, gradually fading away.

Yang Jing stood still.

"She really fixed all of those?"

A timid female voice came from behind.

"She's so amazing."

Yang Jing turned around and looked at the girl squatting behind the rocks. She was thin and was hidden by the rocks.

"Yes." Yang Jing said, "She really fixed it. She is amazing."

Niu Niu raised her head, the cloth covering her face, leaving only a pair of eyes exposed, which were filled with surprise, envy and jealousy.

"Did my father teach her all this?" she asked.