I, the younger brother of King Zhou, lead the Taoist ancestors to do business

Xu Xiaoya was the youngest daughter of the farmer who couldn't lift her hands on her shoulders.In the past, when she heard that the school was recruiting students, her whole family accompanied her to Chaoge.

The prosperity of Chaoge was reflected in the eyes of a young woman, who held the cotton towel that her parents bought for her at a great price and coughed lightly against her lips.

She was born with a good appearance, her eyes were cut, and her skin was like fat.Many noble people on Chaoge Street fell in love with her at a glance, but now that Chaoge is under the protection of the King of Shang, no one dares to commit crimes at the feet of the King of Shang.

Some people knew that she was the daughter of a farmer from another place, while others thought she was a noble lady. She looked fragile, as if she could fall if the wind blows.

What can this little woman do?

That day the school was open, and no one would have thought that a woman would be killed out of the officialdom that had always been occupied by men. She was obviously unable to walk steadily, but her talents and learning overwhelmed countless strong men who were several times her size.

The leader of the political department is a delicate woman!

Xu Xiaoya is the most talented person in the political department. Although she is weak, she works countless times harder than the strong people in the academy. The candlelight in the room is often lit until midnight.

However, although some people in the political department admired her, there were also people who made things difficult for her because they were jealous of her.

Under the setting sun, the woman stood on the hillside in a panic.She was soaked in sweat, panting and leaning against the tree, her black hair clinging to her forehead.

The big rock stopped quietly at her feet.

The shadow appeared beside her from short to long, and the woman heard steady footsteps, and the man's voice was clear and gentle.

"You are in poor health, why do you keep thinking about beating those people with your fists?"

The woman's expression moved slightly, and a child in white with a delicate aura was walking with a correct posture.

The man sat beside her and looked at the setting sun and said, "You were broken by them, the desks and chairs were broken, and they smashed their fists on the tree in front of you to try to scare you...Indeed, you fought back with force." It’s the most refreshing, but you’re not good at martial arts at all, no matter how you train your body, you can’t even get twice the result with half the effort. Hard work is always right, but..."

The child raised his head, and there were faint golden patterns on his neckline. He said with clear eyes, "But you have to worry about time. You do have a chance to be strong and healthy, but it may be ten years later, 20 years later... don't you want to do it again?" Can't bear it for 20 years?"

The child looked at the setting sun hidden on the top of the mountain, and he seemed to be saying to the woman or to himself: "The most stupid thing about ants is to compare strength with the cattle. ...Why do you have to stay at the foot of the cattle and wait for the other to step on it?"

After the boy finished speaking, he turned his head and looked at the woman with a half-smile, the setting sun was shining on half of his face, and the woman's eyes flickered.

When it was getting cold, the child conjured up a coat and handed it to the woman. The woman moved her fingers and finally took it.

The woman asked him softly, "Dare to ask the young master's name?"

The child smiled and said, "Zisheng."

Later, Xu Xiaoya was still on the surface still delicate and delicate, but the men were beaten so hard that they couldn't get up.

She can make a group of people work for her with just a few words.She weaves political subjects into a net, and people are intertwined with each other, but she seems weak but is the center of the big net.

There were more than a dozen small workshops before the engineering department left the academy, and ten mu of land was planted in the agricultural department... and the political department, before entering the court, became a small political arena in the academy.

A year and a half later, Xu Xiaoya was ordered to go to the newly built Benxing City on the border to become the lord of the city.

Before leaving, Zisheng gave her a magic weapon to protect her body, and gave Xu Xiaoya some instructions.

They stood under the eaves of the snowy roof, Xu Xiaoya looked at the handsome young man in a daze.

Zisheng turned to look at Piaoxue and said, "Xiaoya is your baby name, I will give you a name... How about Xu Qingxue? When you first entered the officialdom, you should be upright and honest..."

Xu Qingxue smiled lightly: "Okay."

After a long journey in a carriage, she finally drove into the gate of Benxing City. The people leaned on both sides of the road and looked at the carriage curiously.

A gust of wind lifted the curtains, and the woman was holding a handkerchief, her body was thin and her lips were pale.

The people were shocked, this... is this their new city lord?Beauty is beauty, why do you feel unreliable?

At this time, the nobles of Xiqi also saw this scene through the magic weapon, and everyone laughed.

Doesn't this woman look okay?I'm afraid that if the two sides meet at that time, if they go down with a hammer, this girl will be frightened and cry?

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When Shen Gongbao heard that Jiang Ziya had come to the border, he sneered, put down his pen to deal with official business, and stood up, "Since the brothers have all gone to the border, how can I stand by and watch?"

After all, he asked for his Taoist robe, and he flew to the border after putting it on.

When Shen Gongbao came, it was the second day after the new city lord took office. He greeted the city lord, and Xu Qingxue greeted him respectfully with a light smile.

Shen Gongbao couldn't help but take another look at the woman, both of them saw the same kind of cunning in each other's eyes.

The construction of the two sides is in full swing, and there is a feeling of comparison with each other.

Ji Fa personally carried the wooden beams, which greatly boosted the morale of Xiqi City. Xu Qingxue didn't play with these things. She was like a messenger and first implemented the policies promulgated by the regent, such as light taxation, land distribution, distribution of seeds and farm tools to liberate labor, etc., in urban construction. When the people were almost busy with their own affairs, she finally launched the currency.

After all, the vitality of the city was severely injured, and the people were still a little depressed.Therefore, Xu Qingxue did not open a medical clinic or a restaurant, but a music workshop, listening to books and other places of spiritual entertainment.

There are two musicians in the band, and the only piece they play is "Mali Hai Chu Ditimento".

People were just looking for novelty and excitement. They got two coins after doing a day's help in the workshop, so they spent half a coin to get two chances to enter the music workshop.

The musicians held the pipa and played a piece in front of everyone.

Not to mention that everyone has seen the pipa, they have never even heard it.Seeing the musician standing under the skylight wearing exquisite and expensive clothes, people sat up straight one after another, cheering up one by one.

When the pipa sounded, people's spirits flashed, and the comfortable seats made them forget their identities, as if they had seen all their lives at this moment.

Afterwards, they walked out of the band humming tunes, and the people who had been waiting outside quickly imitated their tunes, as if they had entered once themselves.

People who had heard the live pipa shook their heads and said with nostalgia: "It's different, it's different. Although the tune is the same, you have to listen to other musicians play it to feel it. You don't know, the musician's hands are so tender. It’s long, as if it’s casting a spell. I’ve never seen a pipa so big, and the strings are probably made of dragon tendons!”

People are yearning to hear it, and they all want to sit in the band and listen to it with their own ears.

The arrival of the music dispelled the haze that had accumulated for a long time, and cheerful voices sounded in this lifeless city.

The spirit is satisfied, and people sleep soundly.

As for the listening bookstore, Zisheng sent several literate and emotional people to Benyue City to read in turn.

When the Listening Bookstore was first established, there were only two books available for listening. One was a bedtime storybook compiled by Zisheng for his little nephew, which was full of imagination and could take people into a whole new world.

As for the second book, it is "Dream of Red Mansions" among the four famous novels.It's not that Zisheng doesn't want to talk about the other three books, but that "Journey to the West" may conflict with the current gods, "Romance of the Three Kingdoms" and "Water Margin", Zisheng is afraid that history will go back in the future, and future generations will be embarrassed when they see it.

In the end, only "Dream of Red Mansions" remained.

After all, it is one of the four famous novels, the readability is still very strong, and the characters are very full.

When the people in Benxing City heard the story of luxury and luxury in "Dream of Red Mansions", it was like a junior high school girl who saw the rich and powerful Ba Zongwen for the first time, and the whole person fell into it.

"Yeah, why is it so troublesome to eat a dish? Give me the meat after cooking the soup. I haven't eaten meat in two years."

"Jia's mansion is really nice. There are endless meals, no work, and there are people to dress."

"So many gold jewels, how can they be so extravagant?"

But what is unexpected is that the person who is most obsessed with the Dream of the Red Chamber is actually a man, and each of the Twelve Beauties of Jinling has a large number of fans in Benxing City.

They thought that one day they could marry the twelve beauties and enter the Jia family, even if they bowed their heads and kept their heads down every day, it would be a good thing.

Most of the women brought themselves into Daiyu, and the plot was discussed in the streets and alleys.

"Sister Daiyu's life is really difficult. Her father is an official, and he is rich in clothes and food, but she still has to come to Jia's mansion to see people's faces."

"Daiyu likes Baoyu, and she doesn't say anything if she likes me. I will always follow Daiyu. But if I were to choose, wouldn't it be good to choose a strong general or young general to leave Jia's mansion?"

"Yeah, choosing an official is also talented, and it's also beautiful for the two to get along well."

On the tower, Xu Qingxue was wearing a coat and looked down. The maid carefully shielded her from the wind, and said with a smile, "Who do you like in the Dream of the Red Chamber?"

Xu Qingxue whispered: "Daiyu..."

Because Dream of the Red Chamber was on fire in the border area, the listening bookstore was overcrowded at night, and some people lay on the window sills and poked their heads in to hear first-hand updates.

The entire Benxing City focused on the Dream of the Red Chamber.

Xiqi was not so active. People were either working in the fields or sleeping at home.

Occasionally, in front of an alley, a group of old people gathered together to murmur back and forth about who in the city was arguing, whose man was stealing people outside, and whose child was worthless.

Whenever someone passed this alley, everyone would stop and look at that person.

As long as there is something wrong with the steps, that person will become the object of discussion for an hour or two in the future.

Xiqi is too boring, and there are still slight population movements between the two places.

The story of "Dream of Red Mansions" was carried by people to Xiqi City for two and a half words.

The story is like a drop of water entering the desert, and the novel theme of Dream of the Red Chamber immediately caused a storm in Xiqi.

The hearts of the people in Xiqi seemed to be sprinkled with itch powder. They couldn't sleep at first, scratching their ears and cheeks every day in order to get the rest of the plot.

Daiyu entered Jia's mansion and then what?

The Jia Mansion is so rich, how rich is it?

So, in the next half month, the guards guarding the gate of Benxing City caught no less than a hundred "spies" who wanted to sneak in and listen to the story.

It's a pity that non-Benxing City residents can't enter, they were stopped outside the city, and they couldn't even hear their names.

Just after the people of Xiqi City hated that they were not from Benxing City, Shen Gongbao asked someone to carry a set of tables and stools outside the city gate.

On the table is the household registration booklet.

It's really about time, Benxing City actually allows the change of household registration!

Originally, there were still many people who hesitated. They were really unwilling to give up the conditions of having no worries about food and clothing.But Shen Gongbao smiled sinisterly, how could a person who could pull countless gods to defect from the sect in the Battle of the Conferred Gods couldn't pull a few mortals?

Within a day, Shen Gong's tongue was full of lotus flowers, and he talked about the advantages of Yin and Shang, but he finally attracted more than 200 people.

Jiang Ziya stood on the city wall overlooking all this.

In the middle of the night, a black shadow and a white shadow fought back and forth on the battlefield in the middle of the two cities.

Immortal energy is overflowing, and spiritual light is flying in the air.

Jiang Ziya's figure is very stable, and he can easily take over Shen Gongbao's moves.

Shen Gongbao gritted his teeth and played a dirty trick.Jiang Ziya's eyelids drooped, and he caught it directly.

Under the moonlight, apart from the two men, the white-fronted tiger and Si Xiang also slapped each other with their claws.

However, Jiang Ziya is a person appointed by the Conferred God, and he has countless magic tools in his hands.With a wave of his hand, a huge golden cage covered Shen Gongbao inside the cage.

Shen Gongbao was forced to change back to the prototype of the black panther. It slapped the cage with its paws, and its eyes became more and more angry. It purred, and the leopard's voice gradually turned into a human voice.

"Jiang Ziya, if you dare to touch me today, everyone in Jiejiao will avenge me!"

After finishing speaking, the black panther laughed wildly, with sharp teeth, "Perhaps there is only one reason to fight, try to kill me now, and then millions of lives will be on your body!"

Jiang Ziya stood upright, and his white clothes were as bright as moonlight.

He frowned and said, "I can let you go, but you can't pull Xiqi people anymore."

The panther sneered, "It's all up to me to pull it, you can kill me."

The black panther lay down on the golden cage, and said in a comfortable posture: "Kill me, Jiang Ziya, what are you afraid of?!"

Jiang Ziya was silent for a long time, and put his hand on the golden cage.

"If you let me go, you can tell me the story behind Dream of the Red Chamber."

Shen Gongbao: ...?