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

In less than a week, a touch of green emerged from the brown soil, and the reclaimed [-] mu of farmland was full of green.

Children are playing in the fields, and older children are helping their families with chores that require little effort.

Zisheng rolled up his trousers and went to the field in coarse linen, while the farmers on the side looked at him gently.

Zisheng had been working for a long time, and his face was dirty with mud mixed with sweat.But his eyes are very bright, and his skin that is not covered by soil is also extremely white and tender.

The farmers are busy continuing to cultivate the land, but their children are taking time to play.

Some children saw Zisheng's eyes brighten, so they dragged their companions to surround him.

A child squatted on the ground and looked up at Zisheng's face. Seeing that Zisheng's cheeks were bulging, he couldn't help poking him.

"Your face is soft, can I pinch it?"

Zisheng: ...

With a serious face, he shook his head, "No."

Another person poked Zisheng's head, "You are so white, can you let me rub it?"

Zisheng: ...

He made faces at these children, but the children laughed and praised him for being cute.

Zisheng: He's not cute at all.

Seeing the children surrounding Zisheng, the farmer hurried over and said, "Don't be rude, this is His Royal Highness the Prince Regent!"

The child looked at his parents blankly, "But he is good-looking, and I like him."

The farmer lowered his face, "You can like it, but you can't be rude."

Zi Sheng smiled gently, indicating that nothing happened.He was about to touch the child's head to appease him when suddenly a gust of evil wind blew.

Zisheng sensed something was wrong, he looked up to the sky, and saw a crimson cloud suddenly appearing in the sky and rushing towards the field.

He took a few steps forward, only to feel the temperature getting hotter and hotter.The cries of the people came from the ears.

"It's the drought demon! The drought demon! It's over, this year's crops will be gone, and we're afraid we'll starve to death!"

Zisheng was startled, his head turned cold.

The crops he just planted!

I saw Hanba came to the top of the sweet potato field, and the green seedlings began to curl up together and gradually withered and yellowed.

Zisheng's brain was congested, and his eyes were red with anger.

Han Ba ​​showed his figure, it was a man, and he didn't know where the corpse turned into a spirit, it was not Tiannv Ba.

Hanba seemed to deliberately harm Chaoge's crops. He walked a few steps into the field, and half an acre of land dried up in an instant.

Zisheng only felt his brain buzzing, the more angry and bloody he was, the calmer he looked.

Everyone was hiding from Hanba, only Zisheng walked steadily towards Hanba alone.

Hanba also found Zisheng, and he hooked his finger on Zisheng with a look of joy.

Zisheng's eyes were ignorant, as if he was at a loss.

The people on the side were already in a hurry, and hurriedly shouted: "Your Highness, come back!"

Your Highness?

Hanba smiled even more when he heard people's address, and he quietly watched the "innocent" child approaching him.

The child walked up to him, and he stretched out the white bones and raised the child's chin.

This kid's face is so tender...

"Puff——" Han Yan froze, and he looked down in a daze, only to see a black sword being forcefully inserted into his belly.

Before he clenched his palms tightly, another sword flew from a distance and stuck in his back and pierced him hard.

Hanba raised his neck, and spiritual energy overflowed from his mouth.

The child in front of him suddenly kicked him off, Han Yan was locked in mana, and it was difficult to lift his arms.

He was pressed to the ground by the child, and only heard a "sword coming", and another black sword flew into the child's hand.

The child seemed to be mad with anger, and stabbed him with a sword tightly in his hand.

The pain buried Hanba, one sword after another, each time it was pulled out, it overflowed with spiritual energy.

Hanba was submerged in the sea of ​​pain, and he gradually lost consciousness.

Zisheng stabbed the sword one after another, piercing Hanba's thirty or forty holes one after another.The cruelty in his eyes remained undiminished, and his eyes were still red with anger.

The child on the side shrank his neck, crying and hiding behind his parents in fright.

In the distance, some evil spirits that symbolize other disasters are shivering in places that people cannot see.They follow the instructions of the immortals to harm Yin Shang, but Yin Shang is such a fierce kid.

The Hanba was completely dead, it turned into a wave of spiritual energy and drifted away with the wind.

Zisheng stared at this aura, but saw a familiar evil in it.

His hand holding the sword was tightened again and again, and his brows were also furrowed.

Afterwards, Zisheng felt more and more uncomfortable looking at the barren half acre of land.

Thirteen mu of land is thirteen mu of land, and even a small piece of land will not work!

In the den of the white fox is the sweet potato that hit its head that day, and the white fox scolds the sweet potato several times a day.

Zisheng threw the fox away, took out the sweet potatoes from the nest and tried his best to conjure another seven baskets.

The sky at night is also windy, and Zisheng came to the Milky Way again with a wooden barrel.

He heard a sigh in the air, and Zisheng followed the sigh to find Zhinu.

Zisheng took down the candy from his waist and gave the whole bag to Zhinu.

"This is the candy made by Zisheng himself. I'm sorry to bother my sister. Next time my sister sees the child, she can give the candy to the child."

Zhinu smiled helplessly, and with a wave of her hand, Zisheng's bucket was automatically filled with water.

"Go, this is the last time, don't make another example."

Zisheng bent his eyes and smiled at Zhinu, Zhinu was a little dazed.

-

In the past few days, the farmers were busy planting crops, and Zisheng also asked someone to pull out a few cows for everyone to use in rotation.

There is no need to dig out the dried seedlings in the sweet potato field, just plow them directly.It's a good thing if you have the chance to live.

Zisheng asked someone to bring over 100 catties of sweet potatoes, and he planned to plant the half acre of sweet potatoes himself.

It's just unfortunate that the cows were just tired and had to rest for another half an hour.

Zisheng sighed. He looked at the falling golden wheel, and wondered if he could plant a quarter of it today.

At this moment, his collar was suddenly lifted.Zisheng left his feet off the ground, leaving a shadow on the ground.

The lazy man said to him, "Why, do you want to farm? Brother Wang, please help me."

The guards moved the plow respectfully, and Zishou let Zisheng hold the sweet potato basket to press on it, while he pulled the plow in front.

It's not enough to say that pulling the plow, Zishou didn't put the rope around his body.

He is still dressed in Chinese clothes today, but his sleeves and trouser legs are rolled up.

Zisheng looked at the plowshare that Zishou was holding with one hand, and he couldn't help reminding: "Brother Wang, you have to use two hands..."

Zishou let out a sigh, and walked forward holding the plowshare with one hand, "No, you can just throw it down."

Zishou pulled the plow very easily, just like walking.

While tossing the sweet potatoes, Zisheng thought about the drought that day.

He frowned and said to Zishou: "Brother Wang, are there any capable people in my court? Now all kinds of ghosts and gods are descending on Yin Shang."

Zishou just thought about it briefly, and then replied: "Of course there is, for example, the Grand Master Wen left for us by our father is a disciple of the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit."

Wen Taishi! !

Zisheng was shocked when he heard this title, he hurriedly asked Zishou, "Where is Grand Master Wen? Why haven't I seen Grand Master Wen since I was born?!"

Zisheng was very impressed with Wen Zhong's name.

When he watched the Romance of the Gods in his last life, even though the main perspective was on the Western Zhou side, Wen Zhong was still a well-known figure.

He cannot deny that Di Xin in the original novel is poisonous and stupid, and Daji is poisonous and bad, but Wen Taishi is a person that readers can't hate.

If you want readers who have read the original book to label it, it must be difficult and loyal.

The Yin Shang in the early stage kept giving away heads, and the entire Yin Shang fell in the later period, but it was heard that the Grand Master had returned from the Eastern Expedition.

He is a rare and clear character, and he will be on the side of the emperor as soon as he comes back. Even Di Xin is afraid of three points and dare not make mistakes.

People in the Western Zhou Dynasty admired him and wanted to win him over, but it can be heard that the grand master knew that the Yin and Shang were corrupt, but he insisted on carrying this unsatisfactory dynasty.

He was busy, and had a wide network of contacts. He did not know how many gods and gods were asked to help Yin Shang.Obviously, the entire Yin and Shang Dynasties were holding back, Emperor Xin had no way, and the court was corrupt, but he resisted the attack of the Western Zhou Dynasty with his own strength.

However, he was eventually killed by Yun Neutron's Pillar of Fire.As soon as he died, the entire Shang Dynasty collapsed.

In the end, his soul was captured in the list of gods, and he was named the Nine Heavens Yingyuan Thunder Universalization Tianzun, in charge of the thunder.

Compared with Boyi Kao who was conferred the title of Emperor Ziwei after his death, Zisheng really felt that this position was a bit of a grievance to Wen Taishi.

As soon as he finished recalling, Zishou replied, "The grand master has been fighting for the Yin and Shang Dynasties all the time, and he often doesn't return to the court. It's normal if you haven't seen it."

Zisheng lay on the plow and tugged at the corner of Zishou's clothes. He raised his head and asked Zishou, "When will the Grand Master come back?"

Zi Shou thought for a while, "It should be soon, but in fact there is nothing to fight over there, and it's okay to withdraw."

Zisheng asked Zishou expectantly, "Will the grand master know Zisheng when he comes back?"

Zi Shou flicked his head, "Naturally, you were one year old when the Grand Master left. You came back one after another in the middle, but you didn't see it."

The two talked to each other for less than half an hour when Zishou stopped suddenly.

Zisheng asked curiously, "What's wrong?"

Zishou dropped the plowshare, and Zisheng almost fell.

Zishou yawned, and said with a bored face, "The plowing is over."

Zisheng:? ? ?

how so fast?

He turned his head and saw that half an acre of land had been plowed neatly.

He looked away, and the farmers and cattle on both sides of the field looked at them blankly.

Niu: Then I go?

-

Dongyi, the night gradually covered the army.

I don't know when the wind was strong, and there were bursts of thunder, and the purple lightning almost tore the sky apart.

The sound of pattering rain washed the woods, and the soldiers hurriedly took shelter from the rain.

At the main camp, Mo Qilin shook his body.Although its coat color is natural, it is always worried that the rain will wash it out.

It hid in the tent of its owner, who was fast asleep.

Suddenly, Mo Qilin sniffed his nose and sensed something was wrong, he rushed to the bedside and hugged his master's body.

However, his body had already lost its breath, and even became cold.

Mo Qilin wailed anxiously, and some generals rushed in after hearing the sound.

"Teacher! Grand Master!"

Suddenly there was another loud thunderclap, this time it was louder than before, and the entire sky turned into daylight.

Mo Qilin and the general were so frightened that they sat down on the ground, and countless towering trees were chopped off, making a rumbling sound.

The person on the bed suddenly made a sound, Wen Zhong sat up from the bed, his brows and eyes were full of momentum.

He rubbed his temples and waved to the people beside him, "What time is it now? What did the Emperor of Heaven say?"

After he finished speaking, no one responded to him.

Wen Zhong sensed that something was wrong, and only heard the person kneeling in front of him ask him in doubt: "What are you talking about, Grand Master? What... the Emperor of Heaven?"

Master...

Wen Zhong hasn't heard this title for a long time.

He opened his eyes, and the surroundings were pitch black, and the surroundings were even more rudimentary.

He looked at the person in front of him, but froze.

This man is clearly his general in the world.

He rubbed his temples and held the edge of the bed tightly, "What year is it? What month?"

Although the general was puzzled, he still said honestly: "It's the first year of Emperor Xin, in the middle of May."

Wen Zhong closed his eyes, but he grasped the bed board more and more vigorously, and finally crushed the whole board.

Mo Qilin jumped aside in fright.

Wen Zhong laughed, his voice was very muddy, as if it had been squeezed out of his throat.

"It's really a good time, he finally ascended the throne."

The general was puzzled, but Wen Zhong stood up.

He took out the male and female whips and held them tightly in his hands, "Pass down the order and return to court immediately!"

"Teacher, this is..."

"Send the order quickly, and I will ask you if it is late."

"Yes!"

It was raining heavily outside the tent, and Wen Zhong walked out into the rain with two whips in his hand.Until no one was there, his anger completely dissipated.

This incompetent fool!It's better to let Ziqi ascend the throne!

But now that the Hunjun has become an emperor, what can he do?

After he was included in the list of gods in his previous life, the century-old foundation of Yin Shang was destroyed.

In this life, no matter what, he will not let Yin Shang make the same mistakes.

As for Daji and those two courtiers...

Murderous intent appeared in Wen Zhong's eyes, even if Di Xin stopped again, he would let the three of them die under the whip.

And Di Xin... He wouldn't kill the emperor, but he would at least beat him half to death with the double whip in his hand.

This kind of stupid king will kill him with anger.