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

The queen was quite curious, she looked sideways, and her thin willow eyebrows were both feminine and heroic.

She asked with a puzzled smile, "How do you feel?"

Zi Shou went to the couch and lay down lazily, his feet flicked, and his boots fell to the ground.

He looked directly into the Queen's eyes, and said in a relaxed tone: "At that time, you and I will tie a thread on each wrist, and then recite some mantras, and the pain will be relieved."

The queen was even more surprised, "You are more powerful than I imagined."

The queen looked out of the window again, and said to herself: "Zisheng is going to build a school palace, I don't know if he has found someone in charge?"

After hearing what the queen meant, Zishou shook his head and lowered his eyelids, and chuckled softly.

The queen came over, and she threw the half-opened book on the windowsill onto the table.

She looked directly at Zishou without shy away, "The person in charge needs to be patient, careful, and consider the sufferings of others. She needs to know domestic affairs, who the wealthy merchants need, and what they will do in the future..."

Zishou finally opened his eyes. He lay down on the couch and stretched his waist, so he said, "You can keep the harem in order. You can only believe in your ability. But do you know which side of Yin Shang is now Is it the most food-deficient?"

The queen pulled the chair and leaned on it, with the same relaxed expression, "North."

Zishou let out a "huh", he stood up and asked again, "Do you know how much food Gu spent in this battle?"

The queen didn't even blink her eyelids, "Fifty and a half of the entire Yin Shang granary."

Zishou looked directly at the queen for a long time, then suddenly laughed, "Come here, call Zisheng! Gu is not as good as Zisheng in terms of state affairs, let Zisheng come and ask."

Zisheng was worrying about not being able to find anyone under his command. Now he urgently needs someone who can manage affairs, have a big picture and a strategy to manage the academy and become the head of the academy.

At this moment, someone from the queen's palace suddenly called Zisheng.

At first glance, Zisheng thought that something happened to the queen, so he hurried over.

But when he went there, he found his elder brother lying on the couch with all his back, and said to him with his head: "Your sister-in-law wants to try the position of the palace chief, and you don't have to worry about family affection. If you succeed, you won't." It won't work. You don't have to force it, your sister-in-law shouldn't like it."

Zisheng turned his head, and the queen nodded to him with a smile, her expression soft.

In this way, Zisheng felt relieved.

Zisheng drew a standard line for the position of palace chief in his mind, and he asked questions on the line, but he didn't expect that his sister-in-law, who was living in her boudoir and didn't go out often, answered the result beyond his expectation.

In a daze, Zisheng went back to a few years ago.The person in front of her seems to have changed from a relatively stable mother-to-be to a once bright and lively girl.

So he took a step back, cupped his hands and bowed, "Since she is talented, then Miss Jiang shouldn't live in the palace and suffer time. If Miss Jiang is willing to work hard, she doesn't need to rely on her status as a queen, but she will rely on her actions." You can leave your name in the history books."

The queen laughed at Zisheng, and her eyes became much brighter.

She looked sideways out of the window, her usual eyes now reflected the mountains and blue sky.

She murmured softly, "Then I would like to thank Zisheng."

Zi Shou hooked Zi Sheng over with his foot, he yawned and asked, "Miss Jiang? Why don't you see your name is Brother Wang, my son?"

Zisheng: ...

Maybe it's because I grew up together, I don't have a filter for you.

Later, they said more about the subsequent events.

The queen said: "If I go out, what should I do with my children?"

Zi Sheng was about to speak, but Zi Shou said indifferently: "Isn't it just a child? Let the palace servants take him with him on weekdays, and just feed him a few mouthfuls when Gu eats."

Queen and Zisheng: ...

Zishou caught a glimpse of their expressions, and said disapprovingly, "Don't look at Gu like this. Didn't I bring up Zisheng?"

Zisheng: ...

That's why he panicked.

The queen paused for a moment when she heard the words, and said hesitantly: "Your Majesty's so-called belt promotion, are you carrying Zisheng like a fish?"

Zishou: ...

-

For millions of years, the eastern aura and luck have been rich, even with the gift of Daoist Hongjun, the west is still barren.

Intercepting and elucidating teachings continue to expand, but there are very few Western teachers.

Measuring robbery?What is the amount of robbery?

Because the aura is too strong and I don't know how to release it, there needs to be a reshuffle every few years.

Western teaching.

Taoist Jieyin was squatting down, looking at his twelfth-grade golden lotus with worried brows.

Jinlian's aura is getting weaker and weaker, and it is far less radiant than the one that opened up the world back then.

Back then, the chaotic green lotus gave birth to Pangu, and after Pangu created the world, it was divided into several pieces.

Four of the lotus seeds became four twelfth-grade lotus flowers, and the golden lotus of merit was one of them.

At the beginning, the golden lotus was so dazzling that everyone wanted to get it, but in the end he took the lead and got it with "this thing has a predestined relationship with the West".

Jinlian is one of the magic weapons to guide Taoists, so he naturally attaches great importance to it.

But in the past tens of thousands of years, I don't know if it is because the west is barren and cannot be raised. The rest of the green lotus treasures in the east have become spiritual. His golden lotus is not only dull, but even smaller and smaller, and has the tendency to wither.

The receiving and guiding Taoist seemed calm on the surface, but he was very anxious inside.

Now the golden lotus is less than half a zhang, and the size of a month is half an inch, so I'm afraid it will turn back into a lotus seed in a few days.

The Taoist received and led his eyes to the east, and there was a lot of waves under his calm eyes.

-

At first, Zisheng was really happy that he had a large territory under his command. Afterwards, when he realized it, he realized that the available people under his command could not even support half of the wealthy merchants. How could he find someone to take over the new territory?

Giving up is absolutely impossible, Zisheng finally cast his eyes on Boyi after thinking about it.

Boyi had four apprentices in total, and there were three left before one was sent away by Zisheng.

So under Boyi's sad gaze, Er Er was sent away again.

Bo Yi became even more bald.

How to judge the usefulness of Zisheng's subordinates?

Just look at the amount of hair loss.The more hair loss, the more serious Zisheng's "concern".

Seeing that Zisheng was busy and thoughtful, Queen Jiang wrote down the word "person" on the paper, and then took out a stack of blank paper to write on it.

Afterwards, she asked Zishou, "Concubine Huang Gui is talented, how about I ask her to help me?"

Zishou said lazily: "You are the mother of the country, you still need to ask me about this?"

Then he drank a jug of wine and said drunkenly: "You are in charge of the harem, and I am not in charge of the harem."

Queen Jiang understood, she flicked her lower abdomen with her fingertips.

The child inside kicked it, as if complaining that Queen Jiang was playing his brains.

No matter how no one is available in the court, there is no way out.

Zisheng can only organize resources as much as possible, and then allocate them separately, so that he can barely maintain the operation of the entire Yinshang.

Zisheng once had the idea of ​​"imperial examination", but now that he runs a school, the nobles are eager to fight him, let alone recruit wise men.

I'm afraid that the magi will not be recruited by then, but will die on the way here.

It couldn't be easier to kill the nobles, but he didn't have more people in his hands for a big change.

The nobles did not dare to strike, they knew in their hearts that once they went on strike, they would not be far from death.

In short, the rich merchants can't wait anymore, they have to move as soon as possible.

More than half a month has passed, and the whole country ushered in a large-scale harvest ceremony.

The good weather made their food supply half as much. Even though it was still spring, they were so hot that they were sweating all over their bodies. Some people even couldn't get up from exhaustion on the spot.

The corners of the mouth that people grin up when they meet never come down.

One granary after another was filled, and people's clothes were thicker and less patchy.

Zisheng drew water for half a year and drove away disasters for half a year. Until the day of the big harvest, he was still flying around in the air in a daze.

He looked down and saw that most of the fields had been harvested, and his mind suddenly cleared, and he realized that it was time to go back to sleep.

The night covered the entire land, and the lights of thousands of houses were brightly lit, but Zi Shengfei heard people's words while flying in the air.

"That's great, let's return the food we borrowed from the second uncle's house, and we will still have [-] catties left!"

"What are you going to do?"

"I heard that the old doctor in the village needs fifty catties of food for a headache. Isn't this a good harvest? We can finally treat our mother!"

"Hurry up... Ertu, get up and drink porridge, we have rice at home! You can drink as much as you want! Let you stay full today!"

Zisheng's eyes unconsciously smiled as he listened, and his eye sockets were a little moist. At the same time, other voices reached his ears.

"This year's wind and rain are really good! There is rain when there is a lack of rain, and there are no locust plagues or floods. If it weren't for the good weather this year, we wouldn't be able to harvest so much millet!"

"Yeah, I couldn't stop my tears while talking about it. I don't know which god did it, but is there really a god who treats us so well?"

The murmur gradually faded away, Zisheng smiled and shook his head.

The great harvest inspired people's hearts, and the spirit of the entire Shang Dynasty came up at once.

Wen Taishi has been in a very happy mood since he was reborn.

Zisheng was so powerful, he could have relaxed a bit.But he was used to worrying about Yin Shang, and whenever he saw an opening, he rushed to it.

It was the harvest season, and Grand Master Wen, who didn't need to fight, rolled up his sleeves to help harvest the grain.

After becoming a god in his last life, he was in charge of the Ministry of Thunder and knew everything about the weather like the back of his hand.

So now, while collecting grain, he helps people pay attention to the weather. When it rains heavily, he reminds people to hurry up, and a lot of grain is saved from thunderstorms for a while.

To celebrate the abundance of food, whether poor or rich, many families actually cook a table full of delicacies.

The adults dug some wild vegetables on the mountain, they rubbed them with salt, made some homemade sauce, and finally wrapped them in steamed bun skins.

The buns made at home are different from those of other families. Some people thicken the skins when they are tired of eating wild vegetables, but this is the behavior of rich people.

Weeds are easy to get, but noodles are hard to get.

In order to pack more buns, they will roll out the dough to make it thin and big, and then put it on the steamer for steaming.

Children don't care what kind of food is precious or not, they only think that the big and thin buns are delicious.

Every child is an indispensable labor force in the family, and they go down to the fire while their parents cook.

The fragrance of wild vegetables is mixed with the taste of spices and the sweet smell of cooked noodles in the air.

The children couldn't help swallowing their saliva, and the fans moved faster.

In addition, there are people cooking soup and making rice, and every household has an aroma.

Walking on the street, Zisheng was actually aroused by the smell. He ordered someone to bring five catties of grain, and then walked into the house with the strongest smell.

When the family saw that he was coming to eat, how could they still be willing to accept food?As long as Zisheng is willing to eat, they will be very happy.

At the dinner table, the family kept bringing him steamed buns to deliver food. Seeing that Zisheng ate happily, they were even happier than they were eating delicacies.

Seeing that the people had enough food, Zisheng also taught them some dishes, and the living conditions of the people improved a lot.

That night, the sky distorted, the thunder condensed again, a faint golden light descended, and a lotus flower above Zisheng's head lit up again.

The west.

The twelfth-grade moral golden lotus moved slightly, and it radiated a golden light for a moment. It seemed that it had a lot of energy, but its figure shrank a little, and then it became withered and withered...