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

Zisheng was dreaming tonight, he still had petals on his head, but the battlefield was gone, and the scene in front of him was changed.

He reflected in the lake water and found that he became short, ugly and hairless. At this time, he was an adult.

At the same time, there was a man in the dream who looked the same as him before.However, although the man is good-looking, no one pays attention to him, but everyone surrounds him instead.

The threshold of his family was stepped on by a matchmaker, and girls of the right age all over the city came to him to propose marriage.

Zisheng said to the matchmaker with a blank face, "But I'm short, ugly and bald, why do all the girls want me?"

The matchmaker smiled and patted him on the shoulder with a handkerchief, "Who doesn't know that your son has a good character, is young and promising. Compared with that gaudy young man, everyone naturally likes you more."

Zisheng patted his head, but unfortunately he no longer has hair.

Zisheng: ...

When Zisheng woke up, he went to look in the mirror in shock. Fortunately, his appearance was still the same as before, and his hair was still there.

call……

Zisheng heaved a sigh of relief.

In the days to come, as soon as Tu Xingsun chased Deng Chanyu, Deng Chanyu tore his face and reprimanded Tu Xingsun.

After more than a dozen times in a row, Tu Xingsun also saw that Deng Yuchan's attitude was firm, and he hesitated in his pursuit.

Because Zisheng was shaking here, Tu Xingsun didn't dare to do anything wrong, but he couldn't catch up with him by ordinary means.

Shen Gongbao stood on the lampstand and watched the play while eating the grapes Zisheng gave him. He kept a wait-and-see attitude towards this matter.

Today's grape juice was juicy and sweet, Shen Gongbao ate too much, and a pair of leopard ears were exposed.

Tong Tian, ​​who was walking on the street, seemed to have a feeling and looked at the lampstand, then he lifted his clothes and walked up with a smile.

The leopard fur on Shen Gong's leopard's head was already exposed, and seeing Tong Tian coming up, he who was always selfish and liked to eat alone, generously let the grapes pass by.

Tongtian gave back to Shen Gongbao with sincerity beyond others.

Tong Tian looked down at Shen Gongbao's leopard ears and fur and "hissed", and said truthfully, "Your fur...it looks very smooth."

Shen Gongbao didn't think too much when he heard the words, but generously transformed into a soft and smooth leopard head. He politely said to Tong Tian: "You are right, although my strength is not high, but the fur is softer and smoother than ordinary leopards. There are more hairs. I think fellow Taoists really like my animal hairs, why don't you touch them?"

Tongtian:  …

He was silent, nodding seemingly reserved.

When Shen Gongbao woke up the next day, he, who has always disliked extravagance, combed his hair in an exquisite style and put on the most cumbersome hair crown for the first time.

Tu Xingsun, who has always been full of energy, lost his struggle after being hit by Deng Chanyu one after another, and his efficiency in digging stones was also cut in half.

The former Shen Gongbao can still eat grapes and go to the theater, but after seeing the latter, he is not calm.

He doesn't care about people, but he can't stop working, said Shen Gongbao, who gradually became known as Shen Papi.

So he took the time to talk to Tu Xingsun again.

"Okay, you Tuxing grandson, but someone doesn't want you, so you just let go of the work in your hands. How can you become a master, a fairy?!"

"You are just young, you should strive, you shouldn't be so vulgar..."

"If you let it go like this, let alone Deng Chanyu, even ordinary women will look down on you."

After Shen Gongbao finished speaking, Tu Xingsun's heart was agitated again, full of fighting spirit.

Seeing that Tu Xingsun's work efficiency had recovered, Shen Gongbao nodded in relief and left.

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As the weather became colder, Zisheng reinforced the school, and asked some small clay pots to be filled with hot water for the children.

The children wearing thin clothes couldn't help but put the clay pots on their stomachs, and their whole bodies became warm.

Zisheng stood at the door and sighed. He could only ensure that the children in the school would try not to get frostbite.

He looked out, and this year's winter came very early, and there were snowflakes in the sky.

Pedestrians on the street were shivering in thin linen clothes, and some even had their arms missing.

Zisheng was very upset when he saw it. After Chaoge managed the food and affluence, he was still in the same situation, not to mention the places other than Chaoge or even farther away.

This winter, how can people in the distance live without warm clothes and enough food?

Zisheng walked towards the market stepping on the snow particles, his white clothes blended with the rain and snow.

The business of the food stalls is still good, and a bowl of hot soup on a snowy day is even more heart-warming.

Water vapor rises above the scalding hot water, and in this cold winter, the heat rises to half the sky.

Zisheng asked for a bowl of hot soup, and the shopkeeper enthusiastically brought it to him, and then went to fill the firewood under the clay pot.

Zisheng was holding the hot soup, with fire in his eyes.

The firewood crackled, and the water vapor hit the lid of the clay pot, making a crisp sound.

Various voices mingled in Zisheng's mind. Suddenly, Zisheng stood up and laughed at the shopkeeper, "Do you have paper and pen? Forget it, I'll order someone to bring it."

The shopkeeper was puzzled, but the palace servants hurried over with pens and papers in their hands.

Zisheng wrote "good soup, good fire" on a piece of paper and sent it to the store as a signboard. The store was flattered, thanked him quickly and smiled from ear to ear.

He immediately ordered the boy to find someone to customize a new plaque, and he also specifically told him to use the best materials, and even used the three-day profit as a deposit.

This move made the surrounding shopkeepers jealous, but they didn't think the shopkeeper gave too much deposit.If it was them, not to mention three days, they would like to take out a month's profit as a deposit.

Zisheng did not leave after giving the words, but lay down on the table and continued to scribble and change.

Seeing this, the shopkeeper quickly removed the extra things on the table, for fear of affecting Zisheng's writing.

The people around knew Zisheng, and they unconsciously lowered their voices when eating.

Zisheng's writing was full of thoughts, and he only spent a quarter of an hour drawing the picture, and the rest of the time was spent writing future plans.

The paper was used page after page, and all of it was densely written.

It wasn't until it was getting dark that Zisheng stopped writing and was escorted back by the guards.

After Zisheng left, the people lay down in front of the table that Zisheng had used and looked at each other. Someone hesitated and said, "Your Highness, why did you suddenly..."

One person said with emotion: "I'm afraid we are blessed."

In the face of this severe cold, although Zisheng could not plant cotton in time, he thought of a new way to keep out the cold, that is, the pan-earth kang.

The cost of earth kang is low, and the materials are simple, so ordinary people can get it.It only needs a handful of firewood, which can not only boil water for cooking, but also keep out the cold, which is wonderful.

After Zisheng went back, he asked someone to find a group of masons.The masons were all slaves. They lived in the corner of the palace and specially built some courtyard walls where non-palace people lived.

Their status among many craftsmen is neither low nor high.There are old and young people in this group, some people have good understanding, and some people have perseverance...

Zisheng looked at the crowd for a long time, and finally came up with a few questions to test them in the school.

These questions are mainly used to test the understanding and character of the masons. When Zisheng asked, they answered, and the palace people on the side recorded it with paper and pen.

Zisheng asked more than a dozen questions in a row, but he didn't expect most of the answers to be satisfactory to him.

Zisheng looked up at one of the old men. The old man had white hair and a long beard, and his eyes seemed blurred, but if you look closely at his eyes, you will find that he has a clarity that other people don't have.

Zisheng nodded his head half-understood, but the old man in front of him was the one who liked the most in everyone's answer.

Zisheng stood up straight with a serious attitude.It is not enough to just ask questions and answers, but also need to operate quickly, concisely and neatly.

He ordered someone to fetch the materials, and arranged a non-difficult test question.

Everyone started to operate in an instant, but the old man was calm and calm.

More than half of the time passed in a blink of an eye, and everyone was almost done, but the old man hadn't even finished half of it.

At the last moment, the old man stopped moving, and he finished the exam before everyone else.

Zisheng was a little surprised, but the masons around him looked at each other with the expected expressions.

Zisheng noticed everyone's small movements, so he asked with interest: "Are you all familiar with this person?"

As soon as Zisheng opened his mouth, everyone knelt down one after another, and one of them raised his head tremblingly and whispered: "I know him, he is... my master."

When Zisheng heard it, he suddenly realized and smiled, "No wonder."

He summoned the old man to him, took out the blueprint he had drawn and handed it to the old man.

The old man took it with both hands respectfully.After getting Zisheng's permission, the old man looked down. The old man who had a weak breath instantly became energetic after seeing the blueprint, and his deep eyes became much clearer.

The corner of his mouth couldn't help grinning, an old man was as happy as a child for a moment.

He gripped the blueprint tightly, held back for a long time and said to Zisheng: "I will definitely fulfill His Highness's wish."

The old man lived his whole life, but he never had a decent name.

After getting the drawings, he can make four or five pits a day. He burns and experiments day and night, and sometimes he is so busy all day that he doesn't even care to drink his saliva.

Fortunately, Zisheng's drawings had already given the old man most of his ideas. After a lot of experiments and improvements, the old man finally got the finished product after making forty or fifty kangs in a row.

The old man knelt in front of the perfect kang excitedly, and asked Zisheng tentatively, "Can your Highness give this slave a name?"

Zisheng knocked on the kang and nodded in satisfaction, "But, first tell me what name you want to be called?"

The old man was overjoyed, he asked softly: "Can I use Kang as my surname?"

Zisheng was surprised, "Kang Ding?"

In ancient times, some skilled people would take their craft as their surname, and Kang Ding was... a person who was good at panning the Kang.

Zisheng thought the name was not pleasant, but the old man seemed to have received a great gift, so he kowtowed happily.

Zisheng nodded in agreement.

Zisheng wants to push Kang to the whole country, but Kang Ding alone can't do it.

Fortunately, Kang Ding had several apprentices. After getting Zisheng's permission, Kang Ding gave his disciples the skill of pan kang.

Among the disciples, some have good comprehension and some have poor comprehension. The fast ones learned for two or three hours, and the slow ones learned for two or three days.

After everyone had mastered and mastered the pankang skills, they received an order from Zisheng to send them to other places to pass on the skills.

When everyone heard it, not only did they not complain, but they were very happy.They thought that they were going to be trapped in the palace in this life, but they didn't know that there was still a chance to get out of the palace?

The sky is blue and the water is clear outside, and I don't know how many people are waiting for them to rescue them.

Everyone bid farewell to Zisheng and thanked Zisheng for his kindness.

Someone suddenly sincerely asked Zisheng to give him a name.

Zisheng:?

He hesitated for a moment, "How about taking Kang as your surname?"

Everyone was overjoyed and quickly thanked, this is exactly the surname they wanted.

Zisheng knew that what they meant was only the surname and not the first name, so after he gave everyone a surname, everyone took their own names.

Everyone was only literate but had little talent. After looking at each other, they gave themselves the simplest and most memorable names.

Among them, No.1 is Kang [-], the second is Kang [-]...the last person is Kang [-].