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Zhang Chun broke his fingers to figure out what he would do and calculated to find nothing. The experience provided by his previous life experience seems to have no effect here.

"Grass! As a five good man in the new era, Laozi can't do anything What do you say I'm going to play

Tang looked at him scornfully and asked, "there are no male actors in this era?"

"No No better. I can create the first person of historical drama. Isn't it great? "

"Do you know how to sing or walk?"

Zhang Chun stopped and lowered his head.

In the end, or what will not ah, poor years of reading, now has become a worthless moth!

Of course, it would be even worse if one of them went to university carelessly, or he would have studied the major of calculator, finance and so on. Or he should learn a common major like Tang Yue in order to survive.

The speed of the return journey was slow. Tang Yue mixed up with Zhang Chun half of the time. After all, they came from the same place and had many common languages.

Moreover, Tang Yue used the name of seeing a doctor for Zhang Chun, and openly squeezed a prison cart with him. Then, we could see that the town owner who had a heart disease was getting more and more cheerful, and his face also had a smile. Everyone praised Tang Xiaolang's medical skills.

Every time Zhang Chun saw that he was praised by others, he looked like he was in a wrong way. He would tease him and say, "look, let's make you pretend to be forced. Where does Laozi have mental illness?"

"You're just not psychotic." Tang Yue Leng hums: "nerve is too thick also disease, must treat!"

Pingshun still likes to play with Zhang Chun. Zhang Chun is a little gangster who loves drilling. He has been at the bottom of society for many years and has his own way to get along with others.

Such a person is more utilitarian, but he will definitely spend 200% of his mind to please someone who is useful to him.

Just like before, he wanted to get food from Ping Shun's hand, so he could let Ping Shun willingly lose his rations.

Fortunately, he has no bad heart. He is not a traitor or a villain, and he is not disgusted by others.

If you want to say who in the whole team looks at him most unpleasant, I'm afraid it's Prince Zhao.

As long as Tang Yue was alone with Zhang Chun for more than an hour, Wang zizhao would send someone to summon him. If he had not been seen as a child, he would have been secretly dealt with by Wang zizhao on the way.

In the attitude of the biological enemy, Prince Zhao can be ruthless.

But so far, there is no rival in love that needs his means to deal with.

Back in Yecheng, Prince Zhao ordered a group of bandits to walk through the street. After a long circle around the city gate, he went to the prison department and sent the prisoners to the prison.

Zhang Chun was released from prison because of his minor crime and his title. He was temporarily put under house arrest by Wang zizhao.

Zhang Chun thought it was a good opportunity to hold his thighs. He was ready to climb up the big tree of Prince Zhao with his eloquence.

How to know that he was not killed at all. He was shut up in a wing room without even seeing him.

In the ancient times when there was no computer or television, a person who was locked up in a room was no different from being in prison. Modern prisoners still have free time. There is no such thing as there is no such thing as making Zhang Chun insane.

Wang zizhao went back to the palace to clean up, changed his court clothes and took Hu Jinpeng into the palace.

In fact, his trip was to find a proper opportunity to return to the government.

When he described the situation of Qinyang City

"the biggest harvest of this trip was not like this. The son Minister got two shells that were beneficial to the country and the people."

Wang zizhao said in a loud voice in the hall.

As soon as the king of the Southern Jin Dynasty listened to it, he was very excited. The ministers also raised their ears to listen to it. What the prince Zhao regarded as the gobei must be extraordinary.

"Bring it up quickly." The king of the Southern Jin Dynasty craned his neck and waited. Outside the hall, Hu Jinpeng strode in with a red silk plate in his hand.

The contents on the plate were too small for the king of the Southern Jin Dynasty to see clearly. Although the ministers who passed by saw it clearly, no one could understand the purpose of these two things.

A thin bamboo tube, a black bottle, what kind of shell is this?

Heart with a little disapproval and a little doubt, the people hold a breath and wait for Prince Zhao to open his mouth.

Hu Jinpeng stood still beside Prince Zhao, with no squint. The Duke of an murmured: "the unfilial son, you Pei has nothing to do. The prophet will be a father..."

Wang zizhao first picked up the thin bamboo tube and presented it to the king of the Southern Jin Dynasty, and then let the internal servant pass it on in the hall.

"A piece of bamboo is stuffed with hair at one end. What is this? What is the use of it? " Asked the king of the Southern Jin Dynasty.

"Don't worry, father. Please send me a blank book."

The king zhunzu of the Southern Jin Dynasty immediately had an internal servant holding a blank bamboo slip.

Wang zizhao asked him to spread out the bamboo slips, hold a brush in his hand, and dip the tip of the pen with ink. He quickly wrote a paragraph on the blank bamboo slips, and then presented the bamboo slips."It's a brush, which is made of animal hair. It can replace the carving knife to write on bamboo slips. It's light and fast, and it's much cheaper than the carving knife.

The son minister thought that it was too time-consuming and laborious to carve characters with a carving knife. It was better to replace the carving knife with a brush, which was widely spread in the Southern Jin Dynasty

The king of the Southern Jin Dynasty took the slips seriously. The ink handwriting was printed on the light green bamboo strips, which was pleasing to the eyes. He touched the words on the top with his hand. In some places that were not dry, he could still feel ink. The words were easy to paste, but the dry places did not change at all.

"What is this black juice?" The king of the Southern Jin Dynasty asked someone to hand over the ink that Wang zizhao had just used.

"It's ink. It means black juice. It's complex and complicated. It's made of pine. It's durable. It costs a lot more than a brush."

The king of the Southern Jin Dynasty touched some ink with his finger and smelled it. His brow immediately wrinkled. Some people smelled the ink, but others felt it was very fragrant.

You can see from the expression of the king of Southern Jin that he didn't like the taste.

It's just something for writing. It doesn't matter whether it tastes good or not.

"Pass it to the ministers." The king of the Southern Jin Dynasty asked people to pass on the bamboo slips. The waiting ministers saw the invention closely and were amazed.

"It's really more convenient than lettering, and it doesn't take much effort to write. Besides, Wang zizhao's writing speed is much faster than that of lettering."

"It's true, and the color is bright, and you can see clearly, but this Ink, can it fade over time

Wang zizhao did not give a positive answer, just said: "this needs time to verify, this Wang also said not good."

This answer is also expected, after all, is a new thing.

"What else is it?" The king of the Southern Jin Dynasty interrupted the discussion.

Wang zizhao picked up the second thing from the tray. It was a black bottle. We all know it. But with the brush in front of him, we all know that it can't be too simple.

"It's called a horseshoe jar. As the name suggests, it's a bottle block used on the Horseshoe's palm. It can alleviate the problem of horse's hoof wear and tear, and speed up the horse's running speed."

"What..." People were surprised, this thing can be more amazing than brush.

"Come on! Show it up The king of the Southern Jin Dynasty couldn't wait to urge the way.

The war between the north and the south is continuous, and the annual expenditure on the battlefield accounts for half of the tax. Among them, the loss of war horses is a big part. If the wear and tear of horse hooves can be reduced, it will not only save a lot of money than finance, but also provide more horses for the officers and soldiers.

Cavalry plays a very important role in the battlefield. A good cavalry can match ten times the number of infantry, which is definitely a gap between one enemy and ten.

The king of the Southern Jin Dynasty looked over and over with that horseshoe bottle, but he still couldn't see any way.

"How can this be used on horseshoes?"

Wang zizhao explained: "my father, do you think the shape of the bottle block is very similar to that of a horse's shoe? Just nail this bottle into the horseshoe. It's very simple

"Have you ever tried it?"

"The son minister is ready for horses and craftsmen. Please have a look at the horses and all the adults."

"Good!" The king of Southern Jin got up excitedly, strode down and clapped his son on the shoulder happily: "zhao'er has made great achievements again! After that, you should talk to your father about how you got these two shells. "

Wang zizhao bowed slightly and replied respectfully, "here."

"Ha ha If this thing is useful, I hope my cavalry in the Southern Jin Dynasty can step down the northern Vietnam and unify the mountains and rivers! "

"The king is holy! With this Ming Jun, I will certainly become more and more powerful in the Southern Jin Dynasty, and I will be more and more prosperous in the near future One side of the chief internal servant flattered.

This sentence can make Longxin happy at any time, and the king of the Southern Jin Dynasty laughs even worse.

Wang zizhao walked beside him with a faint expression and did not make any comments.