Zhou Li could only sigh when he heard this.

Lin Song followed him in. Seeing him like this, he couldn't help but laugh:

"He treated you like that, and you still want to save him?"

"Those who know each other naturally help each other. Seeing that he only cares about the scenery in front of him and puts himself in the current prison, I really can't bear it. But I am a humble person and there is nothing I can do to help him. There is still something Zisong can do to help him.

Ability, so I asked." Zhou Li said, also smiling.

"It's due to kindness." Lin Song said, then sighed and said:

"Nine times out of ten, he was instructed by the person behind him. If he hadn't thought that this matter was foolproof and wanted to fight for more benefits, he wouldn't have been so impulsive. It's a pity that the person behind him didn't want to lose anything.

Yuyi, deliberately let him commit suicide and become a scapegoat."

"This..." Zhou Li was stunned.

Lin Song then laughed in a low voice and said: "Since you have a thief's heart, if you can escape today, there is still tomorrow."

Zhou Li was naturally silent.

When I waited in the study, I saw Lin Song sitting down and doing homework.

Zhou Liguan Lin Song wrote, sighing:

"What you write is always a hundred times more novel than what I write. He asked us to write about actions that benefit the people, and all I can think of is light corvee and small gifts, but you first wrote about the feasibility of grafting and specialized breeding, and then wrote about refinement

farm tools.

Finally, I wrote to look for old people who are good at farming, and asked them to describe it orally, and then asked those who can write to summarize a book that is beneficial to farmers. Ask someone to take it with them and preach it everywhere, and ask who has ways to improve it, and if the improvement is effective

, how to reward.”

When Zhou Li said this, he fell into deep thought.

Where did all this come from?

Lin Song silently crossed out the farm tools item.

Seeing this, Zhou Li hurriedly asked: "Why cross it off? If the farming tools are better, wouldn't it benefit the world?"

"If I write a few words, I can make the farm tools better. I might as well write every day, every day." At this point, Lin Song laughed again.

He did not major in agriculture in college, but as a science student, he knew that seeds could be cultivated and fruits could be grafted.

He comes from the future and knows how many times large harvesters are faster than human power.

But what's the use of these?

"I can say that these are all feasible and will definitely be realized in the future. But it is also the future, not today. The beautiful blueprint in my mind will not succeed because of my words or a few words. What cannot be done now, write it down

It is a waste of pen and ink, and it is a waste of words to say it.”

"Just in case..." Zhou Li wanted to say just in case, but seeing Lin Song's determination, he could only sigh.

Lin Song also smiled again and said: "The first grafting can be tried slowly. For example, watermelons grow on winter melon vines, peaches are grafted on pear branches, etc. They are all worth trying."

"That..." Zhou Li said with a somewhat embarrassed smile: "For grafting, "The Book of Si Sheng" has written about the method of planting ten seeds and attaching them to a vine to grow melons.

.

There is also the word grafting, which is the word for grafting branches or buds of one kind of flower and tree onto another kind of flower and tree. However, this is the first time I have heard of grafting watermelon onto winter melon. Zisong is really creative.

.”

Lin Song "..."

Thank you for your reminder.

"The Book of Si Sheng is a book from the Western Han Dynasty, right?" Lin Song asked. He seemed to have looked through the book and put it down after finding it boring.

"Yes. "The Book of Fan Sheng" was written by Fan Shengzhi in the later years of the Western Han Dynasty." Zhou Li replied.

Lin Song touched his nose and smiled with embarrassment. What made him think that grafting came from modern times? Is it a novel in which the protagonist uses agricultural grafting and other technologies to defeat the ancients and reach the pinnacle of life?

Well, it must be.

Lin Song refused to admit that he had not studied biology and history well.

Zhou Li smiled and searched in the bookshelf, found the Book of Pansheng and handed it to Lin Song. He said with a smile:

"You know, even though I have read this book, when it comes to writing about farming, I always limit myself to the four words "light corvee" and "little fu". It's just a different way of writing about the benefits of "little fu". But you are different. There are always ideas that are different from ours. Zisong, if you have leisure, you might as well read through it."

Lin Song took the book and said with a smile: "Since you said it, how can I not agree?"

As he spoke, he took another piece of paper and rewrote one copy as quickly as possible according to the homework he had just written. After correcting and polishing it, he transcribed the third copy again.

After finishing writing.

Lin Song carefully confirmed that there were no typos, the fonts were strong and powerful, and the overall look was good. Then he included the homework and said with a smile:

"I'm ready, let's go first." After saying that, he took the Book of Pan Sheng and left quickly.

Zhou Li didn't think much about it. Looking at the homework he had just written, it was full of cliche content. He finally picked it up and tore it up. He wanted to write something different, but he couldn't start.

Lin Song handed the books and homework to Xi'er to keep. Lin Song went to the corner where he usually stayed, took out the Overlord Spear and started dancing.

The blade cut through the void with a rustling sound. But Lin Song's overlord marksmanship was no longer perfect.

It has been stuck at 80 for more than ten days in a row.

The number of side-by-side marksmanship has been increasing, but the Overlord marksmanship seems to have reached a bottleneck.

"Do you want me to use a gun to find someone to fight with?" Lin Song finished the last practice of the day, leaning on the gun and muttering in his heart.

The huge power brought by the Dragon-Elephant Prajna Kung Fu, coupled with the weight of the Overlord Spear itself, meant that even the best martial artist in Beijing could not take his shot head-on.

As I thought about it, I watched the sky getting dark.

Lin Song put away the Overlord Gun and returned to his room. Passing by the study, he saw that the lights in the study were already on.

Zhou Li was busy writing something, and at the end he tore up what he had written.

Lin Song saw this, walked to the window, clicked the button a few times, and said with a smile:

"Let's write after eating."

Zhou Li heard Lin Song's voice and said without raising his head:

"Zisong, go ahead, I have a new idea."

Lin Song saw him like this, so he had to go first. When he was about to finish eating, he saw that Zhou Li hadn't come yet, so he asked someone to take Zhou Li's favorite food and bring it to Zhou Li.

Go back to your room and rest.

Wait until before school the next day.

Lin Song finished washing and was eating. Seeing that Zhou Li hadn't come, he was just about to ask someone to check on Zhou Li when he saw the little girl who was following Zhou Li and said:

"Uncle, Mr. Zhou has fainted!"

Lin Song was stunned, he was fine yesterday, why did he faint today.

"Have someone bring the post to ask the imperial doctor!" After saying that, Lin Song asked the little girl:

"Tell me more about how he fainted?"

"We waited for him all night, but he was always in the study. When I went to see him in the morning, he held a piece of paper and laughed twice, then spurted out a mouthful of blood and passed out."

"..." Lin Song fell silent, thinking of a possibility.

The person who told me to take care of it carefully, went to explain it to Yuetingshan himself.

So he went to the appointment and met Jia Huan and others outside the house.

But today, Jia Huan was so angry that he met her at the teahouse. Before Jia Huan could get off his horse, he said angrily: "Brother Lin, let's go to Dayou's Mansion. My brother has never been punished without words. Why?" Dayou Mansion directly captured him and took him to the prison! The two of them are cowardly and unwilling to go, let’s go and save Brother Zhu!”

When Lin Song heard this, the smile on his face was almost unbearable.
Chapter completed!