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

While Zisheng was diligently reviewing the memorials, Tongtian lay down and sat opposite Zisheng.

Zisheng raised the scroll and turned it slowly, Tong Tian glanced at the back of the scroll and then looked away.

Zisheng picked up the ink pen to make corrections carefully, but Tongtian stared at him with interest and asked, "Obviously you don't like what the above said, and you are the regent, why didn't you call this person to confront him face to face?"

Zisheng raised his eyes, it was clear that the person in front of him had a high level of cultivation, but his eyes were clear, with joy and anger directly in them.

He shook his head with a smile, his tone a little helpless.

"When you are in a high position, you always have to be scruples. It affects your whole body. Sometimes you are straightforward on the surface, but you are in the hands of others."

After Zisheng finished speaking, it seemed that someone was pinching his face through the void.

Tong Tian smiled and said, "You little baby thinks a lot, aren't you afraid of losing your hair?"

Zisheng: ...

Of course he was afraid.

There is often a small cloth pocket around his waist, and the cloth pocket makes noise when he is wearing it.

Tong Tian naturally noticed it, he looked directly at Budou, and curiously asked Zi Sheng, "What is hanging on your waist?"

Zisheng bowed his head when he heard the words, and took off the cloth pocket smoothly.He opened the cloth pocket and let Tongtian see the candy inside.

Tongtian is most interested in food in the palace.Since Zisheng invited him, he must try it.

Candy is very novel, it tastes sour and sweet in the mouth, and it has a special flavor.

Tong Tian liked this thing, he looked at Zi Sheng and asked in confusion: "You often hang candy around your waist, why don't you see it?"

Zisheng pursed his lips, covering his leaky front teeth.

Afterwards, he really secretly ate one, but the lower front tooth... fell out.

Zisheng: ...

Don't eat this candy!

-

On the sixth day of the seventh month of the lunar calendar, the weather is getting colder.

Zisheng was patrolling outside as usual, and people handed him hot soup one after another along the way, and some people made some rare meals and wanted to pass them to him.

He observed the faces of the people. Perhaps it was a bumper harvest this year, people had enough to eat and drink, everyone's complexion became rosy, and some people even had small bellies.

Everywhere he went, the light in people's eyes became much brighter.

He could also hear people whispering in his ears.

"Your Highness is really a fairy descended into the world. I have never seen Chaoge so peaceful since I was a child."

"My mother has recovered in the past two days. You haven't seen me. Two or three months ago, my mother was so skinny that she almost had to go."

"Your Highness is really a good king. Thanks to His Highness, there is Chaoge today."

These words Zisheng sounded naturally satisfied, but at the same time, he was also filled with a little uneasiness.

Everyone is praising him, but what about his brother Wang?

He wanted his brother Wang to stabilize the country, but he didn't want to replace his brother Wang.Even though his brother Wang never cared.

Zisheng buried this matter in his heart.

He continued to patrol the streets, and the guards followed him to protect him.

The cold wind blows through Chaoge Street Market, making people shiver.

Zisheng squatted down and rubbed his palms, but saw a child in thin clothes squatting in the corner.

The child was wearing sackcloth and was rubbing his arms constantly, apparently feeling cold.

Zisheng suddenly noticed something, he turned to look at the people on the street.

No matter how cold the weather is, most people still wear thin linen clothes.A few people think it's cold, so they put on a few more rough brown.

But the sackcloth is thick brown and has a rough weave, which can hardly block the wind.The cold wind is like a needle tip, piercing the exposed skin of the people.

Zisheng realized that there is no cotton among the people.

How does this allow people to survive the winter?

Zisheng is going bald again, but fortunately his hair is no longer falling out.

He had to find cotton immediately as a top priority, but it was probably too late to plant the seeds now.

On the second day of July, Qixi Festival, Chaoge was extremely lively.

Zisheng deliberately pasted dozens of lanterns with his own hands for people to hang on the lamp stand.

At the same time, he asked the palace staff to make dozens of small lanterns and hang them on the first floor of the lamp stand. They are specially for the people of Chaoge to guess lantern riddles, and the winners can get food.

Where have the people of Chaoge seen such a novel thing?And food rewards!

For a while, the lampstand became the busiest place for Chaoge.

People scrambled to come forward to answer. After a while, one person answered correctly, and cheers came from the crowd.

Zisheng sat on the top of the lampstand, he looked up at the two approaching Cowherd and Vega stars in the sky, his eyes were quite curious.

At this time, the Milky Way.

The river sparkled under the moonlight, and the magpies happily built the magpie bridge and waited for the four to meet together.

"Mom!" Two immature voices said in unison.

The four silhouettes gradually merged into one under the moonlight.

Zhinu wiped away the tears of joy, and she hastily took out the baby clothes she had been weaving for a year and gave them to her sons and daughters.

Suddenly, the honest cowherd asked from the side: "Lady, I remember that you were very virtuous when we were in the world, and you made new clothes for me every season. Why haven't I seen you in these years..."

Zhinu smiled more restrained.

She knelt down and still coaxed the twins patiently, turning a deaf ear to the voice of the cowherd.

She seemed to have remembered something, took out a cloth pocket from her waist, poured out two candies and fed them to the children respectively.

The eyes of the children were very bright after eating, and they all pestered Zhinu to want to eat another one.

Zhinu smiled from the bottom of her heart.

Looking at the children who were as old as Zisheng, she suddenly remembered that Zisheng had lost a few front teeth, so she stopped being generous and only fed each child three.

-

Zisheng continued to help Zishou with his official duties for a few days, and after finishing all the important matters, he handed over the work at hand to Zishou again.

Zi Shou sighed again and again, Zi Sheng's face was not spared, and he was directly rubbed red by Zi Shou.

Zisheng said solemnly, "Zisheng is growing his body. I'm afraid Brother Wang didn't know that Sheng lost a lot of hair in the past few days, and he was almost going to lose a big piece of baldness. As the King of Shang, Brother Wang, You should handle the official business by yourself, and Zisheng will help you deal with it if there are really difficult things."

When Zishou heard this, his eyes never left the top of Zisheng's head.

He pulled Zisheng over to touch it, and then said thoughtfully, "It's indeed a lot thinner."

Zishou squinted his eyes, looked at Quan Sheng and said, "If Zi Sheng loses a lot of hair and is ugly, it would be better to shave his head to look better."

Zisheng: ...

This is not necessary.

After Zisheng left, Zishou who was lying on the couch sighed.

I'm afraid I won't be able to sleep late in the future.

But Zisheng can't just give up all his work, at least he has two free days every ten days to take turns with him, otherwise it will be a really difficult life.

Zishou rested for a long time, and ordered someone to carry the official duties.

He was a little sleepy, and he didn't hold the vermilion pen properly.

He drooped his eyelids and began to review. Although he was mentally weak, the content of the review was accurate, but his words were much harsher than Zi Sheng's.

After reviewing the memorials one by one, his speed was not far behind Zisheng's.

After finishing the review, he threw down the ink pen and continued to drink, feeling slightly drunk.

After Zisheng put away the chores in his hands, he became idle in an instant.He also has the energy to start practicing.

He opened the ancient books given to him by Tongtian, and the door of cultivation was finally completely opened to him.

Zisheng discovered that if one wanted to enhance one's essential strength, one was to increase one's cultivation base, and the other was to train one's body.

There are many ways to train the body, such as rebirth from the ashes, repeated tempering... Zisheng subconsciously felt that these body training methods were not suitable for him, so he continued to scroll backwards.

With the sound of pages being flipped, Zisheng put his finger on one of the pages.

[There are thousands of ways to refine the body in the world, but they all start from scratch.But there is a special case, that is, from existence to non-existence to existence.Such a person is born extraordinary, but is trapped in a mortal body.

There are two methods of body training: the easiest and fastest is to destroy the body, release the body, and then return to the peak...]

After Zisheng saw it, a stream of light rolled in his eyes.

He already has a bond in the world, he looks very similar to his brother Wang and is a blood relative.

He was born as the prince of Yin Shang, so he shouldered the great responsibility, which is why he wanted to protect Yin Shang.

The lotus seeds in his heart were beating, and he could sense that the lotus seeds did not support him in destroying his body.

For a moment, his brain throbbed, and a picture flashed in his mind.

He didn't get involved in cause and effect at all, and it was precisely because he was in a mortal body that he had a subtle bond.

It's not a coincidence that he hasn't cultivated spiritual consciousness for many years, but the world does not allow him to cultivate spiritual consciousness.

The most important thing is that the lotus seeds have not yet germinated, and if the body is destroyed, the lotus seeds will never germinate again.

Zisheng returned to consciousness, and he also knew that the first method was not advisable.So he ignored the first paragraph and focused all his attention on the second paragraph.

[If you are reluctant to give up your physical body, you can combine the body and the physical body into one.The main body penetrates the flesh body, and the flesh body is tempered...]

Zisheng read the last few words softly, and frowned slightly. Fortunately, the general method was explained below, and Zisheng basically understood.

He put down the ancient book in his hand and tried to temper his body.

He sensed the lotus seeds in his heart, and the lotus seeds spread around with his guidance.

Zisheng suddenly frowned tightly, he felt as if all the muscles in his body were convulsed at the same time, and were being pulled towards his heart.

The veins seemed to be burning with flames, and Zisheng was sweating profusely, blurring his vision, and his vision became hazy.

His arms seemed to have shortened, to become segmented.The small section is snow-white, it seems to be lotus root.

The inside of his abdomen also became hot, and the fire seemed to be burning the sundries inside.

Before he knew it, Zisheng was hungry. Looking at the snow-white lotus root arm, he couldn't help but want to take a bite.

He took a breath, and something suddenly appeared in his mind.

After Nezha died, his master Taiyi made a new body for him out of lotus root. Nezha had three heads and eight arms...

In fact, in the folk tales, besides Nezha who has this ability, there is another person called Jin Nezha.

That man is his elder brother's eldest son, his future eldest nephew, Yin Jiao, also known as Zijiao.

When Zijiao was born, he was also a meat ball, which was split by his brother Wang's sword.

Later, Zijiao studied art with a teacher, and possessed the ability of three eyes, three heads and six arms.

Thinking of this, Zisheng looked forward to his eldest nephew being born soon.

-

At the same time, the water in the East China Sea was tumbling, and there was continuous heavy rain at Chentangguan.

Sitting in the pavilion, Li Jing looked at the rice rolls carried by the sea water, pursed his lips, and frowned again and again.

"Don't wait any longer, Yin and Shang have no way, and the common people have no means of living. Li Jing, where are you still obsessed with not realizing it?!"

The words that his friend had said to him kept echoing in his ears.

"You are a loyal minister, and I admire you. But I understand you. Compared with loyalty, you care more about the life and death of the people!"

"I heard that if there is a good relationship with Xiqi, there will be no disasters, and the weather will always be smooth..."

"You are treasonous!" Li Jing suddenly stood up and reprimanded.

However, there was no one in front of him, and everything seemed to be in a daze.

Suddenly, a young man braved the heavy rain to come.

"Master! Master! Madam's fetus is moving, I'm afraid she's about to give birth!"

Thunder bursts suddenly sounded in the sky, the torrential rain became heavier, and the flood became more violent.

Li Jing closed his eyes, mixed with joy and sadness at the same time.

Compared with the first two sons who were born well, this child whose wife has been pregnant for three years now makes him feel complicated.

It's not hating to say that you hate it, but you can't love it either.