Just now, Tuogu, you told me that this place is Fengshen

Then he took the data sheet in front of Xu Ziqing, and then said to Xu Ziqing:

"Master, don't worry, Jiu'er will definitely handle this matter beautifully."

Xu Ziqing smiled lightly and waved to Jiu'er.

According to Xu Ziqing's instructions, Jiu'er sent the data sheet to the office of the Dashang Rectification and Reform Committee.

After hearing Xu Ziqing's order, all the skilled craftsmen became excited.

"This is the trust that the Eastern Saints have placed in us. We must handle this matter beautifully."

"Yeah yeah."

"That's right."

"It makes sense."

Thousands of skilled craftsmen around responded.

The largest technical group in the entire Shang Dynasty was fully operational, and soon all the initial problems of the hot air balloon were resolved.

Next, the Office of the Great Business Rectification and Reform Committee is the most effective organization in the entire Shang Dynasty.

Quickly put hot air balloons into mass production, and soon sent them to various places in the Shang Dynasty.

While all this is in full swing.

Jiang Ziya woke up slowly in a piece of barren grass, looked around and found a barren hill.

"It seems that in this hot air balloon crash, I, Jiang Ziya, took my life by chance."

Looking at the scene in front of him, Jiang Ziya couldn't help sighing.

"Since I have left Chaoge City, I will not go back."

"This place should not be far from Xiqi, so let's go to Xiqi City first."

"Then find out where Xibohou's Mansion is, just go to Bo Yikao."

Jiang Ziya made up his mind, and started walking in the direction of Xiqi City.

Soon came to Xiqi.

"Have you heard?"

"Eldest son Bo Yikao, for the long-distance transportation experiment of the Eastern Saint's hot air balloon."

"I have contributed my young life."

Several passers-by were whispering and discussing something.

"Yes, yes, the eldest son Bo Yikao is a benevolent person."

"I didn't expect to go at such a young age."

A person next to him sighed.

"Ugh……"

"Yes, yes, the young master is such a good person, and he just disappeared like this."

Chapter 1 This is the speed of the Dashang Rectification and Reform Commission

Jiang Ziya: "..."

Why did Bo Yikao die?

That's right, I was lucky enough to survive because of Taoism.

Jiang Ziya froze in place.

"Then how should I survive in Xiqi now?"

Jiang Ziya began to think about this question, and walked out of Xiqi City casually.

Came to the Weishui River next to Xiqi City.

Just seeing several fishermen fishing, Jiang Ziya began to think together:

"Fishing is also a way of earning a living."

So Jiang Ziya started his fishing career on the Weishui River.

Fish every day, and then go to Xiqi City to sell for money.

I had a good time too.

In Xibohou's mansion, Xibohou's wife Taiji and mother Taijiang had already woken up.

Gradually accepted the death of the eldest son and grandson.

It's just that Xibo Hou Jichang became depressed, and he no longer cared about Xiqi's government affairs.

Every day, he just hides in the back house and spends his days leisurely.

"Still working hard, my son is dead."

Xibo Hou Jichang drank his sorrows all day long.

A month passed.

Xibo Hou Jichang finally realized:

"It's not the right way to live a life of drinking to drown your sorrows in China and Japan. You still have to be active."

"To find something meaningful in the next life."

Thus, Xibo Hou Jichang began to develop his hobby.

He is obsessed with fishing.

"You have almost finished catching all the fish in the pond of the Marquis Mansion. You dignified Xibohou spends every day fishing in the mansion's back house like a fisherman."

"If this matter gets out, our Xibohou Mansion will become the laughing stock of the princes of the world."

At this moment, Xibohou's wife, Tai Jiang, was crossing her waist, scolding Xibohou Jichang.

But Xibo Hou Jichang's complexion didn't care.

He didn't mean to talk to Mrs. Taijiang at all, and continued to stare at his hook tightly.

He casually said:

"Okay, okay, I just listened to you and stopped fishing in the back house of Xibohou's mansion."

Tai Jiang nodded in satisfaction.

Sibohou went on to say:

"I can go fishing outside Xiqi City, right?"

Tai Jiang: "..."

Is this old thing trying to piss me off?

How is this different from fishing in the back house of the Hou Mansion?

So in the following days, Xibo Hou Jichang finally stopped.

The behavior of fishing in the back house of the Marquis Mansion, instead came to the banks of the Weishui River outside Xiqi City.

"Are you Xibo Hou Jichang?"

A fisherman wearing a bamboo hat walked to Xibo Hou Jichang's side.

Xibo Hou Jichang couldn't help becoming very curious:

"Why does this person in front of me still know me?"

So Xibo Hou Jichang went on to say:

"That's right, I am Xibo Hou Jichang."

The fisherman in front of him immediately took off his hat, and excitedly said to Xibo Hou Jichang:

"It really is you, do you still recognize me?"

"I am Jiang Ziya, your son's teacher of Confucian classics."

"We used to ride in a hot air balloon together."

Xibo Hou Jichang looked at the tanned Jiang Ziya in front of him, and it took him a while to recognize the person in front of him.

"It was you."

"I didn't expect you to survive the accident."

"I thought you were also smashed into a puddle of meat."

Seeing things and thinking about people at Xibohou Airport, he couldn't help but think of his eldest son Bo Yikao.

"My son hates Mr. Jiang and admires him so much. If he knows that Mr. Jiang is still alive, he will be very happy."

As Xibo Hou Jichang said, two tears flowed from the corner of his eyes.

Jiang Ziya could not help but sigh.

The two acquaintances who met again couldn't help but feel that they were both fallen people in the world.

"During this period of time, I always think of the time when the eldest son Boyi Kao was together."

"My son is really a studious person, no matter how difficult it is to learn Confucian classics every day."

"He's going to catch up."

When Xibo Hou Jichang heard this, he burst into tears even more.

"I'll come to the Weishui River to fish in the future, can you fish with me?"

Xibo Hou Jichang said so, looking directly at Jiang Ziya.

Jiang Ziya looked at Xibo Hou Jichang's earnest gaze, and nodded involuntarily at him.

Just when Xibo Hou Jichang was addicted to fishing, Chaoge City was another lively scene.

In the office of the Dashang Rectification and Reform Committee, thousands of skilled craftsmen are working day and night.

Working hard day and night.

"Brothers work harder."

"This is the mission entrusted to us by the sages of the East, as long as these hot air balloons are smoothly launched across the world."

"The name I know must be famous in Qing history."

When the skilled craftsmen around heard the sound, they immediately shouted excitedly.

"Long live the saint Ziqing."

"I'm going to do my best with these hot air balloons, and I will push them all over the world as quickly as possible."

Such awareness rises to the consensus of thousands of craftsmen, unleashing their full potential.

Soon, in the office of the Dashang Rectification and Reform Committee.

The various production elements of hot air balloons are already piled up.

The small official in charge of the office of the Dashang Rectification and Reform Committee conveyed this situation to the Saint's Mansion.

At the moment Xu Ziqing is staying in the study in the back house.

"Nail, sign to the sage, and reward the host Confucian classics, the Four Books and the Five Classics."

The system prompt sounded in Xu Ziqing's mind.

Xu Ziqing smiled slightly, and collected the Four Books and Five Classics into the system's treasury.

At this moment, Jiu'er walked into the study.

He bowed and said to Xu Ziqing:

"Master, the production of hot air balloons can now be mass-produced."

"This is the specific catalog handed over to you by the Office of the Dashang Rectification and Reform Commission. Please have a look."

After Jiu'er finished speaking, she handed the things in her hand to Xu Ziqing.