Chapter 205

When all the gifts were sent out, gray remembered that he had another thing to see. A man went back to the room and felt a scroll of pictures on his body.

The picture scroll opens and the monkeys inside are lifelike.

"There seems to be no problem." Gray was so happy that he quickly shook the picture scroll, and the monkey flew out of the picture scroll. He was still squeaking in mid air and looked frightened, just like before it was sealed in.

"Yes, it's feasible." Gray was surprised that the picture of the sealed monkey was also regarded as a living body. He couldn't put it into his backpack when he came back. He always carried it close to his body.

But the system still warned him that he would bear the consequences if he carried creatures without the power of time and space in his body. But now, everything is good. He knew he had brought Becky back.

But less than a second later, gray saw that the monkey that had not yet landed was aging rapidly, and finally rotted into a pile of bones, which turned into a handful of soil and floated in the air.

A drop of sweat slipped from the corner of his eye and gray gently wiped it away.

Fortunately, we did the experiment with monkeys, otherwise what we see now is that Becky grows old at an incredible speed and finally turns into dust.

"Gray, what are you doing?"

Little Molly's voice came. It was less than a minute before he closed the door.

Gray whispered. Unfortunately, a breeze appeared out of thin air in the room, picked up the dust in the air and scattered it out of the window.

He sprinkled a few drops of the fragrance medicine he drank, and gently waved it into a mist to cover up the smell in the air.

It's just a trivial monkey. When he dies, he dies. No one cares. Gray doesn't know why he has to cover it up. He opens the door after doing this.

Don't let little Molly in and take her out for dinner.

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Ride fast and light all the way. You don't even need to bring supplies. Where you go, take out the king's keepsake and naturally someone will entertain you.

Merida likes this feeling. She galloped freely between the countryside and mountains, enjoying the breeze gently blowing on her cheeks and passing through her hair. The scenery on both sides flashed away, and then looked back, which had been far behind.

The only pity is that since I started, I haven't met Warcraft who have come in, and there is no place to ask them for help.

Your majesty said that in case of Warcraft incident, you will tell them the news at the first time and let them solve it.

"You shouldn't be depressed. No Warcraft is the best result. Everyone is safe." Merida secretly cheered herself. Without Warcraft, people don't have to worry about the danger brought by Warcraft. This is the idea that a kind person should have.

A sister of Sanguan Zhengzheng, since the Queen's incident, her consciousness has just soared, and she almost caught up with her majesty.

Twenty one rode into the town, which soon attracted attention. Merida didn't care much about these. She just asked the town residents if there were any Warcraft nearby and bullies endangering one side.

Along the way, although Warcraft didn't see it, there were still bullies. Merida, under the advice of the knights, found that they were real villains, not framed, so she caught them all and sent them to the king's capital.

Then gray sent a direct order to send these people to the sea to build a castle.

Looking at Merida's movements along the way, gray lay down in his chair, wrote down instructions and sent them to her to deal with the aftermath, so as not to cause any mess.

Those bullies can not really become bullies just by virtue of a force. They should be called gangs. There must be support behind them, or they have formed an interest body. It is not enough to remove these gangs alone. We must find the source in order to truly solve them.

At the same time, this is also the time when he deals with the Kingdom affairs with the most heart. He hopes to take this opportunity to tell those guys that the new kingdom is vigorous and upward, so don't take out the things in the smelly ditch, and hit them once.

If the corrupt officials last time were the cancer of the country, then these large and small evil forces are the disease of scabies. Now that the cancer has been removed, it is time to treat the disease of scabies.

Merida is a very good helper. She is kind-hearted and jealous of evil. She is most suitable for this kind of thing.

As for her safety, gray doesn't have to worry. In the current Kingdom, as long as it's not those nobles and the elite of twenty riders, it's enough to protect her.

Gray rectifies his own territory, which has nothing to do with those nobles, and won't let Merida do anything in those nobles' territories. They have no reason to do it.

And even if gray moves them, as long as they don't hurt their muscles and bones and touch their bottom line, gray thinks they can bear it and won't make the move of fish dead and net broken.

Besides, it has nothing to do with them.

Gray sat comfortably on his throne, clapping a piece of news note in his hand, "it's winter, and we have nothing to do. It's estimated that we're holding something bad one by one. We've cleaned it up in advance."

"By the way, did the composting method promoted last time have any effect?"

"Yes, your majesty." The maid answered and quickly found a document and handed it to him.

Although there are His Majesty's documents, it can not be believed by everyone that many families have not started composting. With this time, they would rather go to the rich people's homes to do casual work, spin linen and earn some money to supplement their families, rather than do composting.

Gray saw that the comments of Lord Marquis were the input of Canadians. We must let these people start composting. The bumper harvest in the coming year will be the best proof, which can also show the greatness of the Sutton family.

Gray thought about it, called the Marquis, discussed it and put forward his own opinion.

He disagreed with the marquis.

Although the composting method still needs to be promoted, it can not be achieved overnight. Some people don't want to believe it, so don't force them. As long as some people believe it.

The next year, when the grain yield of those families who used composting was higher than that of those who did not use composting, these people did not need to be urged, and naturally began to do it by themselves.

Sutton family is already the most dazzling family in the kingdom. There is no need to be in such a hurry. It is the so-called too much but not enough. Being too anxious may make mistakes.

The credit is there, and the king has been promoting it all the time. The final credit must be from the Sutton family. As for whether this time is one year, two years or three years, the difference is not very big.

Moreover, sweet potato and other crops also need time to promote, which takes about the same time, so there is no need to worry at all.

But the Marquis didn't agree. He felt that he had the ability and means to make enough compost for his own use. There was no need to wait so long.

It's a big deal. Make a law. For families that don't compost before the beginning of spring, each family will be fined a silver coin.

Gray finally smiled bitterly, shook his head and let the Marquis rest.

Lord marquis is still a typical aristocratic thinking.

Maybe he had been the shopkeeper for too long and left everything to his father to deal with. He noticed from some signs that his position as the king was not so stable, so he was eager to do something to make himself stand firm.

In fact, as long as he doesn't die and don't do anything absurd, his position will be very stable.

The Marquis rested, and gray began to officially manage the country. He didn't deal with many things every day, but there were always a few.

In addition, his medicine refining and magic instrument manufacturing have achieved initial results and can move to a higher field.