Fengshen Wendaoxing

"Father Xiang, regarding self-reliance as a king, in my humble opinion, it's better to take it easy."

After a long time, Ji Fa raised his head and his eyes flashed: "But we can also raise a banner of anti-business."

"What does my lord mean?"

Jiang Ziya asked, it seemed that Ji Fa already had an idea.

"Nowadays, if we say that the world is the most powerful, the most powerful is still the Yin Shang."

Ji Fa's eyes flickered, and he said slowly: "Calling the king rashly will only attract the most powerful military suppression from Yin and Shang, so it is better to raise the flag of rebellion first.

In this way, we will stand in the same camp as Donglu, Nan'e and other princes, and have a common enemy.

As for the ownership of the world, hehe, it won't be too late to talk about the destruction of Yin Shang in the future, what does Xiangfu think? "

Jiang Ziya thought for a while, and suddenly he was overjoyed: "My lord is wise!"

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Qishifu.

The little turtle was lying on the desk, shrunk in the shell, motionless.

"Brother, what are you eating?"

However, seeing Lu Chuan peeling the thumb-sized, sweet-smelling reddish-brown fruit while reading a book, throwing it into his mouth and eating it with relish, he couldn't help but ask.

"Stir-fried chestnuts!"

Lu Chuan said casually, eating non-stop: "Also don't call me big brother, call me Palace Master."

Being called big brother by a turtle, he felt so awkward.

However, after spending half a month, he finally processed this favorite delicacy.

"Is it tasty?"

The little turtle swallowed and asked.

Lu Chuan said: "It's not delicious."

"Cheat you ghost, your mouth babbles so loudly when you eat..."

Xiao Gui muttered and then smiled apologetically, "Mansion Master, give me a taste?"

Lu Chuan glanced at it, thought for a while, took out one and threw it in his sleeve, then threw the little turtle into his sleeve, got up and walked out.

"Ah, delicious, what is this, it's so delicious, Palace Master, what did you call it just now?"

From the sleeve came the little turtle's cry of surprise, lying on the cuff with his mouth bulging.

"I have lived for two or three hundred years, and I have never eaten such a delicious thing. If you give me this in the future, I will not leave if you want to drive me away."

Lu Chuan showed a helpless smile. If he knew this guy was a foodie, why did he use both soft and hard methods just now, and blackmailed a turtle.

but……

The chestnuts were also grown in spiritual energy, and the taste was even more delicious than he remembered. He felt that there were not many people in this world who could resist his sweet and delicious Lu family's secret sugar-fried chestnuts.

Not long after, he came to a courtyard of the Ministry of Industry.

He has already allocated the Qishi mansion, the Qi department on the left, the military department on the right, and the Ministry of Agriculture and the Ministry of Industry behind.

"My lord, what you want is ready..."

After Lu Chuan entered, a scalding heat wave hit his face first.

One person led him to the corner, and he saw a row of tools with bronze heads and wood rods against the wall, including toothed rakes, hoes, and shovels.

But now these craftsmen don't know these things, and they don't even know what these things are for.

In addition, there are several red furnaces, where such tools are being processed.

"good!"

Lu Chuan stepped forward to try the weight one by one, and nodded in satisfaction after finding that it was not too heavy.

The human race has now mastered the production and production techniques of bronze and meteorite, but unfortunately most of them are used in the production of weapons rather than agricultural tools.

"My lord, why do you want us to make these weird things?"

The craftsmen were naked to the waist, surrounded Lu Chuan with a smile and said, the master of the palace has no pretensions, and also brings them a lot of income, they respect him very much.

"Development conference."

Lu Chuan smiled mysteriously, and said a word that made these craftsmen puzzled: "I want to bring some good things to the king and the people of Li."

Today, the tools used by humans are still made of stones, bones, and Leisi invented by Shennong.

But after two more days, he had a hunch that a new era for the human race was coming.

"Everyone, do a good job, make ten of each."

Lu Chuan left, but the enthusiasm of these coppersmiths was aroused and they started working in full swing.

Soon Lu Chuan came to the courtyard next door, but a giant bobbin cart, that is, a waterwheel, had already taken a prototype.

This is the bottom of the box of his press conference, the tool for irrigating the farmland.

Now there is also an irrigation tool called Juchao, a thing that looks like a boom, and it also uses the principle of leverage.

This object has reduced the labor intensity of many working people, but compared with the big water wheel he brought, it is still not enough.

Not long after, Lu Chuan returned to the courtyard again, standing in the hall and looking at the sky.

Unknowingly, the sky turned cloudy.

He created this press conference for three purposes.

First, if this press conference is really held by him, then Dashang's productivity will double.

Don't forget, the human race's war food and grass are very important things in this era. If there is not enough food and grass, how can a huge war be supported.

Therefore, in ancient times, wars were generally carried out after the autumn harvest, with sufficient food and grass to support them.

Of course, the entire human race in the world will also benefit, increasing social productivity to feed more people.

Second, if this matter caused a sensation, it would be regarded as a reputation for Qishi Mansion.

The third is that it is a merit to the human race to do this, and there are merits to be earned.

"Come here, go build a high platform outside the city..."

After pondering for a long time, Lu Chuan issued an order.

Then, he began to return to the table, writing something like invitations, inviting some important people to watch the ceremony, such as Wen Zhong, Bigan...

night.

After Lu Chuan returned to the National Teacher's Mansion, he went directly to his East Courtyard.

"Bai Mengling, bring me something to eat."

After entering the room, Lu Chuan lay on the bed and shouted.

"Yes, my lord!"

Bai Mengling came out from the next room and went to the kitchen in the mansion.

"It's not good, Palace Master, you are in danger..."

Suddenly there was a scream from Lu Chuan's sleeve, and Xiao Gui crawled out of the sleeve, and he stood up and said anxiously to him.

"Um?"

Lu Chuan looked at the anxious little turtle who was standing up, and said with a smile, "What did you say?"

"Palace Master, you are facing a catastrophe, really, I didn't lie to you."

Xiao Gui anxiously said: "I said before, I have the ability to predict good fortune and avoid bad luck..."

"Catastrophe, danger?"

Lu Chuan looked at the anxious little turtle, suddenly his eyes flashed, and he looked up vigilantly.

Could it be that someone doesn't want him to hold a press conference?

But even if he made these, it doesn't seem to have a big impact on those Tianzun, right?

"It's getting closer, Palace Master, you have to be careful, I still want to eat your candied chestnuts."

Suddenly, Xiaogui got into Lu Chuan's sleeve, and said worriedly: "If you are gone, I will have nothing to eat. Why don't you pass on your skills to me so that it won't be avoided?"

"Get out!"

Lu Chuan tucked it into his sleeve angrily, and began to meditate on the catastrophe Xiao Gui talked about.

It stands to reason that he is in the National Teacher's Mansion, and his master has returned to sit in the mansion. There should be no safer place than here...

Just as she was thinking, there was a light knock on the door, and Bai Mengling came in with a plate of golden meat.

"Could it be her?"

Lu Chuan's eyes fell on her, and a trace of suspicion flashed in his eyes.

He didn't come back for half a month, and Bai Mengling didn't seem to have changed much.

"My lord, please use it."

Bai Mengling put the meat on the table and said, standing aside respectfully.

"You also come over to have some food with me."

Lu Chuan smiled, picked up a piece calmly and said, "It's not interesting to eat alone in this house."

He had already smelled it with his nose, and there was no peculiar smell in the meat.