Mountains and seas can be flat

Fang Zheng held the thing in his hand and played with it repeatedly.Its tentacles feel like a jade, smooth and cold.The eggshell is golden yellow, facing the light, you can see slender dark red veins like hair.The black and white "eye" is lifelike, and occasionally the illusion is staring at people.

Fang Zheng mobilized his perceptive ears in the silence, listened carefully for a long time, and finally heard a slight pulsation occasionally leaking from the depths.

The egg has been fertilized, and now there is life in it.Fang Zheng thought this could be a dragon egg, right?But it is so small, I don't know how tens of thousands of years it will take to hatch, and I don't know how many thousands of years it will take to grow up?

And he just had a dream when his soul ran away, why did this egg automatically come to his palm?

The watcher was still guarding outside the palace where he was resting. Fang Zheng remained calm, hiding the egg in his arms, and fixed it inside his pocket with a rope.Fang Zheng tried to turn over, but his own weight could not crush this strange egg.

Fang Zheng boldly tried to wipe the eggshell with the Chonghua sword, and found that the Chonghua sword couldn't even cut out a little powder.Fang Zheng gradually increased his strength, and was shocked to find that the hardness of this egg actually surpassed that of the Emperor Sword. This was the first time Fang Zheng had seen something harder than a sword after he got the Emperor Sword.In the end, Fang Zheng exerted all his breastfeeding strength, aimed his sword at the egg and slashed down hard, except for a crisp bang that almost attracted all the guards ("I'm practicing kung fu, do you want to disturb me?" Fang Zheng quickly hid the egg in his arms, and dismissed the guards like this, and they didn't notice any abnormalities), the eggshell was still as smooth as jade.

On the contrary, there was a slight gap in the emperor sword, but Fang Zheng was not stunned.

Fang Zheng tried another way when he couldn't figure it out.He ordered the guards to prepare him food.Zujiang nobles use exquisite pottery to cook, which can withstand the high temperature of thousands of degrees.But the hearth and the stove hadn't been invented yet. They put the pots on the fire pile made of wood and stones.Fang Zheng told the guards that he wanted to barbecue by himself, and ordered them to fight with their backs.Fang Zheng took the opportunity to bury the egg in the fire.Fang Zheng listened carefully to the faint pulsating sound in the flame, and found that no matter how the fire changed, it had no effect at all.

Fang Zheng secretly tried many methods behind people's backs, baked, smashed, and put them in ice and snow (it's winter now, and it's very cold outside), but the pulsation didn't change at all. , He almost suspected that there was a small perpetual motion mechanism buried in this thing, and it was the kind that was invulnerable to fire and water.

One night, guards stood outside.Fang Zheng lay on the bed and took out the egg to study again.Suddenly the pulsation became a little stronger, and before Fang Zheng had time to be surprised, the egg slammed into Fang Zheng's face hard like an angry chick.

It bumped into Fang Zheng's head and face repeatedly, Fang Zheng held his head and thought that this would not be enough, he quickly said: "My ancestor, I was wrong, I shouldn't chop you, smash you, burn you and freeze you, I will definitely take care of you , did it work?"

The egg then quieted down.Fang Zheng put it away in his arms with lingering fear, and didn't dare to mess with it anymore.Regardless of whether this thing can be hatched in his lifetime, Fang Zheng vowed to kick it close to his body, not to lose it, let alone throw it away.He has never been a superstitious person, but it has something to do with the "dragon" in mythology, and it was obtained in such a mysterious way, so Fang Zheng couldn't help but believe in some inexplicable things like blessings.

This egg is also honest.Fang Zheng really wanted Zifeng to take a look, but when he and Zifeng met, the guards would never leave their eyes for a moment, and he couldn't find a chance to take out the egg.

During Fang Zheng's constant search for a breakthrough, Zu Jiang ushered in the coldest winter.Kunlun Mountain is high above sea level.Most of Zujiang's land is near the snow line all the year round, and it snows all year round.But there are also seasons.At the coldest time, many people and animals in Tunzhuang would freeze to death.In that snow-covered dead world, everyone huddled in their houses like hamsters in a burrow, living on stored food.

The other tribal leaders who participated in the Yao Banquet also stayed. Compared with trekking through the cold winter of the dead snowfield, they would rather start the road after spring thawing.It seems that in order to show her wise image of change and generosity, the Lord of the Great Country made all the arrangements for these leaders so that they would not want to leave.

Fang Zheng's new recruits from the dog family also stayed.At first they were entangled in the contradiction of "the powerful brother has become Zu Jiang's husband, can we seek revenge from Zu Jiang", but after Fang Zheng's explanation, he said that they can hate Zu Jiang's woman as much as they want, It's none of his business, of course, you have to learn to protect yourself and don't talk nonsense.So those people felt at ease and continued to make trouble for the enemy who killed the dog.

Yaocheng in winter is the last paradise in Zujiang territory.Its four doors are closed, and the people in the city live on the food in the warehouse and the animal meat of the Sanbai Banquet.The national treasury is rich every year, so the nobles in Yaocheng have no shortage of food and drink.

When Fang Zheng first came to the courtyard full of exotic flowers and plants, he still felt the temperature in the courtyard was hot and humid.Those are actually eight huge copper pipes around them, with raging flames burning inside. Even in the coldest winter, enough charcoal is guaranteed to be burned every day, so that so many exotic flowers and plants can be planted in the bedroom of the Great Lord, all year round. It is as warm as spring, and even the clothes are only light and beautiful clothes made of silk.

As usual, Fang Zheng was looking for opportunities outside the treasury. One day, he suddenly found many women from different clans gathered, and they were negotiating with the newly transferred soldiers to guard the warehouse.

In the past, the national treasury was guarded by those big lynx beasts who had no understanding of human nature. Now they have been transferred to the south to dig roads, and replaced by people from the legion to take care of them.Fang Zheng thought to himself, it seems that people who want to play tricks on the national treasury are all well-versed. Now is the time when the defense is weak, and people or things that were previously unthinkable are beginning to move around.

Fang Zheng walked nearby and heard them yelling: "Just a little bit of firewood and flint is not enough at all. This winter is much colder than last year, so we should give us more."

The distribution of the national treasury is the power of the great country lord, but these people dare not go directly to the great country lord, only dare to come and make trouble with these soldiers.I hope they can be "megaphones", but the soldiers seem unmoved.

Some clan members even got acquainted with the guard soldiers, citing acquaintances or family interests, "We have known each other for so many years, why don't you help me?" What did the Lord say?"

Fang Zheng turned to the other side and found that among the other people who wanted to invite the Great Lord was his old acquaintance Xin Guo.

"Are you also coming to the Lord of the Kingdom to ask for more firewood?" Fang Zheng asked her.

Even though Fang Zheng has become an unprecedented "husband", Xin Guo still maintains his appearance of being neither humble nor overbearing, which makes Fang Zheng feel very comfortable.

"No," Xin Guo said, "I want to go out of the city to dig the grass you taught us before. Since animals can keep away the cold after drinking it, people should be able to do it too. But the gates of the city are closed, so I will ask them Can you let me go out for a while?"

The method Fang Zheng taught at the beginning allowed her to save the animals.She firmly believed in Fang Zheng, and the "cold demon attack" predicted by Fang Zheng coincided with the cycle of the "drough demon" that exposed the earth for ten days 60 years ago. 60 years ago it was a drought demon, and 60 years later it was a cold demon.Xin Guo felt that Fang Zheng was indeed worthy of the so-called "Wang Husband". She believed that Fang Zheng was a profound and sage, and this perspective was new to Fang Zheng.

Fang Zheng raised his eyebrows and asked, "Isn't your clan not enough firewood?"

Xin Guo was born in the Xin family, which belonged to the noble clan, one of the ten female ancestors.

Xin Guo smiled, "My lord, there are a lot of people in our clan. Maybe it's enough on average. But," behind her calm tone was a touch of sadness, "Why should we share it equally?"

Fang Zheng suddenly thought of the eight extra copper pillars that the Lord of the Kingdom had burned for her flowers, plants, insects and birds. If they were distributed to the bitter cold village, how many people could be saved.But she is not willing to reduce the cost of her own enjoyment.It works from top to bottom, scraping down layer by layer, the non-core and weak members of the clan, even in a place like Yaocheng that seems to have abundant resources, it is difficult to protect themselves.

"It's a pity that I can't let you go directly. I can't even leave the city myself." Fang Zheng smiled self-deprecatingly, suddenly rolled his eyes, and whispered, "However, why don't you persuade more people to petition with you?"

"Petition?" She struggled to digest the new word.

"Don't look for them one by one, they will be sent away in turn. You must unite, elect a representative, and then clearly inform the Lord of the Kingdom of your appeal, and tell her how many people have the same wishes and difficulties With a more sincere tone and a little praise for her kindness and wisdom, I think I can agree to it nine out of ten." Fang Zheng gave her the key points one by one.

According to the method taught by Fang Zheng, Xin Guo finally succeeded in the petition.She led a group of people out of the city to dig grass, and many people who Fang Zheng couldn't name, whispered to him when they passed by him: Thank you.

Women Zu Jiang felt that the changes made by the Lord of the Kingdom to improve the status of men hurt their own interests.They rejected Fang Zheng before.But after he really helped them, these people changed their views.

But not everyone's appeals can be successful. Xin Guo and the others are allowed to go out of the city to dig grass aconite because they will not consume the resources in Yaocheng.Those who asked for more firewood to be distributed were all rejected.Fang Zheng paid attention to the number of knots, and found that this year's weather was cold and expensive, and indeed there was not much firewood, coal, dung piles and other combustibles left.The consumption rate is very fast, so there are so many people in Yao City?

Fang Zheng watched from the sidelines as the master of the country reduced the cost of firewood in the pottery workshop by most.The best pottery method is Zujiang, which can produce very thin pottery that can withstand high temperatures of several thousand degrees.The very precious things that have been used to exchange with the outside world can be exchanged for a large number of weapons every year-exchange from Yu Yi.Yu Yi didn't seem to have broken ties with Zu Jiang because of Lian Zifeng's grievances, the so-called long-distance and short-term attack.Xiazhu is separated from the two countries, each has a feud, but Zu Jiang and Yu Yi, who do not border each other, have always maintained friendly trade.

In order to reduce the cost of firewood and survive the winter smoothly.The master of the country stopped the firewood in the pottery workshop.This means that they cannot complete the goods to be delivered this year on time, and they will not be able to receive the agreed weapons next spring.In this regard, the envoy of Yu Yi who came to the Yao banquet said very generously: It doesn't matter, first credit, the weapons will still be shipped next spring, and then the pottery will be replaced.

"We, Yuyi, do not lack a few pieces of copper," the emissary said proudly, "We have the first copper mountain that produces the best weapons in the world, and it is also the home of all beasts. No one dares to rely on it. We support your reforms, Great Lord. In the coming year talk later."

The Patriarch Jiang was naturally moved by the magnanimity of the Yu Yi envoy.Fang Zheng felt something was wrong.Although Yu Yi has a lot of copper resources, but in order to rob Badian of wood fuel, he decided to blow up an entire mountain range.Usually, they act ruthlessly, and the spies have sent batches after batches. Fang Zhengcai doesn't believe that they are willing to do charity to Zu Jiang.However, it is not realistic to say that Yu Yi has any attempt to occupy Zu Jiang. After all, there is a powerful Xia Zhu between them.

It didn't take long for Fang Zheng's doubts to be answered.

Three months later, winter still hasn't passed.State coffers continue to be stretched thin on firewood.In the end, the Great Lord even stopped the eight copper pillars and reduced the cost of the White Tower.Many nobles could not afford firewood.There are dead bodies of people and animals that freeze to death on the streets every day.

Fang Zheng also heard that the prisoners were also unfired.He went to see Liuyun once, she didn't have any martial arts skills, and she fell ill again this winter, she couldn't even divide a piece of wood, it looked like she was going to die.When she saw Fang Zheng, she still didn't say a word like the last time, her eyes were as dull as stagnant water, maybe her heart had been dead for a long time.Fang Zheng heard that her dozen or so daughters were not allowed to enter Yaocheng to visit her.They lost their family's protection and shelter, and they couldn't join the legion.They wandered on the Kunlun Mountains and became a wild guerrilla-like team, only occasionally seen by hunters.

The method of repelling the cold with black grass has been promoted to the whole city, and all the things that were once so rotten that no one wanted them have been dug up this winter.They had to find Caowu further away and go deep into the dangerous Kunlun Mountains, and the death toll further increased.

At this time, another turbulent incident broke out. The guards guarding the treasury discovered that some firewood warehouses had been stolen.It turned out that the female ancestors who could not get firewood colluded with their family members in the army, secretly made a hole in the warehouse, and transported a lot of firewood back to their home, and now all of them have been used up.

If the national treasury was still guarded by those unreasonable beasts and big lynxes, such problems would not have arisen, but the decision to dig the road to the south was made by the big country lord himself greedily, and he could not blame Fang Zheng.Fang Zheng just left a seed for her.

The master of the country was furious, and she began to violently suppress it again.She still has the big lynx in the dormitory, and she let the lynx kill the female ancestor, and punished more than [-] people with high status in her family.Such a horrific and bloody punishment really made the rest of the people stay silent on the surface.But in private, more and more people are taking the risk to steal firewood.

"Anyway, I'm going to die!" Before the great king executed the third female ancestor, she said hysterically, "Either she was frozen to death, or she was bitten to death. Taking firewood can make more people live."

The master of the country grabbed her hair and looked grim. Although the winter in previous years was not so long, she clearly remembered that there was a lot of firewood in the warehouse, and she would let legion soldiers add it every year.Why is it consumed so quickly this year?Everything seemed to be against her.

And Fang Zheng, who also secretly monitored the place for thirty nights, found the problem——

The treasury is too big, covering an area of ​​more than several thousand acres, and it takes several hours to walk around it.Therefore, the various positions are far apart. Although thousands of soldiers were dispatched to guard, the distance between their guard stations is still very wide.

Too wide to be seen, behind a certain guard, a fine brass pipe ran into the warehouse in the dark.

The walls of the warehouse are made of ten-inch thick nanmu, but such a strong wood cannot resist a sharp knife to dig out a palm-sized hole at a knot in the plank.

Copper pipes are filled with oil to conduct heat, and in the dark and unmanned warehouse, firewood is burned one by one.Phoebe is too thick, although it can block water and fire, it can also block the burning fire.One hundred days have passed since the big lynx was replaced, and the warehouse is being burned every day.A large amount of firewood just disappeared.

In addition, Zu Jiang's major clans were also stealing, so these warehouse guards, even if they opened the warehouse one day and found it was empty, they would think that their own people stole it.

Fang Zheng followed the spy pretending to be a guard in the dark.Fang Zheng had no doubts about where he came from. Yuyi people were familiar with this method.He must be under Yu Yi's envoy.

The struggle of great powers has never lacked the most despicable and insidious means.

It's just that Fang Zheng didn't expect that the man turned around and turned into a narrow alley.In addition to the spy reporting to the Yu Yi envoy, there was a dark figure standing in the depths of the alley.The other party did not speak, but quickly wrote something on the ground.

Fang Zheng's eyesight could see the familiar figure of the man clearly, and he was stunned for a moment. Coupled with the content of the spy's report, he felt that it was hard to describe:

"Master Zifeng, this is Warehouse No. 450 No. [-]. Tomorrow's warehouse, there is no change of guard yet..."

Zifeng quickly wrote on the ground, and the others also chattered, arranging some specific steps on how to break into the next warehouse.They discussed for a long time.Fang Zheng heard the spy ask:

"Master Zifeng, when are you going back to Yu Yi?"

Zifeng was silent, writing something on the ground.Those people echoed in praise.

"Yes, yes, it is too much for the monarch to treat you like that. We must obey your orders and continue—"

Fang Zheng couldn't see the words written on the ground from his angle, but he could see Zifeng's eyes full of hatred and unwillingness from under the veil of the bamboo hat.Fang Zheng's heart ached again for a moment, thinking of those 28 copper chains, and thinking of Zifeng who almost collapsed from a high position for no reason.

Zifeng, do you want revenge now?Fang Zheng could understand, but he still felt uncomfortable in his heart: he felt sorry for Zifeng's suffering, but he also felt pity for the poor who lacked firewood and died innocently.What should be done for a while, Fang Zheng fell into a sad confusion.