Chapter 8 Looking at the ugly cat on his daughter's shoulder, Ji Shuchen believed it.
"It seems we have to dig a few more holes in the back hill."
Ji Shuchen had no intention of informing the government.
There is no way to explain the source of this information, let alone directly announce the identity of their family.
They were just bandits. Digging dozens or even hundreds of pits was not a big deal for Ji Shuchen, who had dug several fish ponds before! Ji Shuchen, who was named the crown prince at birth, has been both civil and military since he was a child. He has been able to fight and dig holes without any problem!
"It seems this ugly cat is quite useful."
Ji Shuchen muttered to himself and raised his hand to touch this legendary beast. He stretched his hand into the air and then retracted it silently.
You really can't do it, not even against your will.
"Who is the ugly cat?"
"My master gave me a name, Xiaobai!"
When the big white cat heard Ji Shuchen's words, he immediately became unhappy and retorted directly.
If Ji Shuchen wasn't his master's father, he would scratch his face!
"When did I give you a name?"
Ji Caiyan smoothed the fur of the big white cat and was a little confused.
Isn’t White Tiger’s name White Tiger? "My master called me Xiaobai last time. Wasn't that the name he gave me?"
"But Xiaobai doesn't seem to have a famous name and is not domineering. Master, can you give me a better name?"
The big white cat wasn't angry either. It nuzzled Ji Caiyan's hair and wanted its owner to give it a name.
"How about... call me Fat Tiger?"
Ji Caiyan felt the weight on her shoulders, and the image of a fat little boy appeared in her mind.
In terms of tonnage, they are probably of the same order of magnitude.
"It's okay, whatever the master chooses is a good name!"
Fat Tiger didn't think there was anything wrong with the name and narrowed his eyes happily.
It looks more like a smashed pancake.
Ji Shuchen moved his eyes away from his daughter's ugly pet.
As for the name, he thinks it's pretty good.
Fat tiger, fat tiger, fat white tiger, it fits the image quite well.
"It's body is quite majestic."
Ji Caiyan explained.
She also didn’t know why Fat Tiger had to think that the big white cat that turned into a pancake shape looked good on her.
The original body is obviously more handsome.
"That's good too."
Ji Shuchen responded with a smile.
But he didn't look at Fat Tiger to answer.
Still too ugly to look directly at.
Ji Caiyan tilted her shoulders, speechless and choked.
For several days.
Jiang Zhaodi did not bother Ji Caiyan, and no system prompt sounded in his ears.
Jiang Zhaodi was punished after several consecutive mission failures.
I haven't been here for the past few days, not because I have given up on the mission, but because I want to do something big.
The main mission is to rescue Ji Caiyan when the bandits arrive.
Come to think of it, I'm waiting for tomorrow.
Tomorrow is when the bandits predicted by the system will attack the village.
After the last eight spies were buried deep in the mountains, more than a dozen spies came today.
Scattered around dilapidated thatched houses.
Ji Caiyan stood in the yard, sweeping the floor with a broom, and the dust flew up.
Fat Tiger took cat steps and patrolled his territory in the yard.
He even wanted to pee on the mark, but Ji Caiyan stopped him with a murderous look.
Regarding those spies, Fat Hu also pretended not to see them.
I was also angry and couldn't speak.
I especially want to give them some paws on their faces, and give them some scratches to mark them.
A white dove fluttered and landed in front of Ji Caiyan.
The atmosphere suddenly became tense.
The spies' breath was also a little unsteady.
The deposed prince is here, and the content of Fei Ge's letter is very important.
The master of the spies was afraid that the deposed prince would make a comeback.
Ji Caiyan knew that this was definitely not her father's pigeon. Her [-]-minded father would never make such a low-level soon as he stretched out his hand, Ji Caiyan grabbed the pigeon.
The tube tied to the pigeon's leg was removed.
Eight characters.
'Ignorant village woman, common people. '
Ji Caiyan knew the handwriting. It was written by Princess Yueqin, the prince's legitimate daughter.
Ji Leqin is also the daughter of the deceased eldest princess Wen Zheng.
The eldest princess Wen Zheng died less than a hundred days ago, so she had time to watch her own jokes.
In fact, people in the capital knew very well that the prince's family could never be the murderers.
The eldest princess died in the East Palace. The prince could not be so stupid.
Ji Caiyan looked at the words on it and shook his head speechlessly.
He spread out the note and silently gave it an angle so that the spies could see that this was not some secret from the capital, but just a taunt from Princess Yueqin to avoid causing other troubles.
"what happened?"
In the thatched house, Ji Shuchen felt the movement outside and the chaotic breath of the spies.
He also held a pot of hot water in his hand, ready to cool it down for his wife and child, the clown cat, to drink.
"It's nothing. Sister Leqin gave me the pigeons to make soup for my mother to replenish her health."
Ji Caiyan put the note away expressionlessly and moved his fingers.
The pigeon's head rotated 360 degrees, and it clicked.
Sending pigeons from thousands of miles away is a light gift but heavy affection.
"It's good, but the pigeon has lost a little weight."
Ji Shuchen picked up the pigeons, cleaned them up, and showed off his cooking skills in the open-air kitchen.
After a while, the strong scent of pigeons filled the yard.
The new spies looked stunned.
Is the deposed prince really accepting the reality and becoming a peaceful commoner?
If the former Crown Princess Bai Zhixuan and Princess Caiyan weren't here, they would have almost suspected that the deposed prince had been replaced.
"Boom boom boom!"
There was a knock on the door.
The person outside the door knocked not very hard, but the door was still shaky, as if it would fall down at any moment.
"How did you come?"
Ji Caiyan looked at the thin little girl who looked a little embarrassed in front of her.
She is Jiang Zhaodi’s sister, Jiang Pandi.
Her facial features were very similar to Jiang Zhaodi's, and there were scars on her exposed skin, the marks of being whipped with canes.
"My sister said that she would like to invite you to dig wild vegetables in the back mountain tomorrow morning."
Jiang Pandi spoke timidly.
She didn't want to come at first, but she heard from people in the village that the family of three were exiled to the village from the capital and were prisoners.
In Jiang Pandi's view, they did not look like bad people, and their demeanor was more like noble people. This made Jiang Pandi feel that she was too inferior to speak.
I don’t want to communicate with noble people either, so stay far away.
But the eldest sister slapped her and forced her to come over and deliver the message.
She didn't understand why the eldest sister beat her, nor why the eldest sister suddenly disliked Zhang Shao, who often secretly gave them food.
"Okay, I will definitely go tomorrow."
Ji Caiyan naturally wouldn't go, but he still agreed.
Jiang Pandi looked at Ji Caiyan with dark eyes. She did not see the disgust in her eyes, but only saw the smile in her eyes.
This look... really looks like the eldest sister from before, so gentle.
Jiang Pandi pursed her thin lips, turned around and ran away.
Ji Shuchen had good eyesight and saw Jiang Pandi outside the door.
Ragged clothes, thin body, and scars.
Such girls are not uncommon in the village.
Someone once told him to love his own people, no matter men, women, old or young, and treat them with equal eyes.
As a king, you should not only protect the country, but also protect the people.
"Daughter, dinner is ready!"
"Starting the day after tomorrow, prepare to do business and make money!"
Ji Shuchen's rich voice sounded.
Ask for a recommendation ticket
(End of this chapter)