Hard to be a good wife

Zhang Chun counted what he could do with his fingers, but after all the calculations, he found that he couldn't do anything. The experience provided by his life experience in his previous life seemed to be completely useless here.

"Fuck! As a five-good man in the new era, I don't know anything... What do you think I will become an actor?"

Tang Yue glanced at him contemptuously, and asked back: "There are no male actors in this era, right?"

"Isn't there?...No is better, I can create No.1 historical drama, isn't it great?"

"Are you good at singing or on stage?"

Zhang Chun paused, lowered his head and did not speak.

All in all, I still don't know anything. It's a pity that I didn't study much back then, but now I have become a useless moth!

Of course, it would have been even worse if he accidentally went to college or majored in calculators or finance, or he should be like Tang Yue and learn a major that is common to both ancient and modern times in order to get along well. go down.

The speed of the return trip was slow, Tang Yue spent half of the time hanging out with Zhang Chun, the two came from the same place after all, and had a lot of common language.

Moreover, Tang Yue used the name of seeing Zhang Chun to see a doctor, and squeezed a prison car with him openly, and then everyone saw that the little city owner who was suffering from heart disease became more and more cheerful, with a smile on his face, and everyone praised Tang Xiaolang's medical skills have to.

Every time Zhang Chun saw that he was being praised, he looked like he was wronged, and would tease him a few words, "Look, let me pretend, how can I be mentally ill?"

"You're not mentally ill, you're just insane." Tang Yue snorted coldly: "Too nervous is also a disease, and it needs to be cured!"

Pingshun still likes to play with Zhang Chun. Zhang Chun is just a gangster who loves to make money. He has been at the bottom of society for many years and has his own way of getting along with people.

Such a person is more utilitarian, but when he meets someone who is useful to him, he will definitely spend [-]% of his mind to please him.

Just like before he wanted to get food from Pingshun, there was a way to make Pingshun willingly lose the rations to him.

Fortunately, he has no bad intentions, he is not a villainous person, and he will not be hated by others.

If you want to say who in the whole team thinks he is the least pleasing to the eye, I am afraid it must be Wang Zizhao.

As long as Tang Yue was alone with Zhang Chun for more than an hour, Wang Zizhao would definitely send someone to summon him. If it weren't for the fact that he was still a child, Wang Zizhao would have secretly dealt with him on the way.

In terms of his attitude towards creatures like rivals in love, Wang Zizhao can definitely be ruthless.

It's just that so far, there is no rival in love that requires him to pay for it.

Back in Yecheng, Wang Zizhao ordered people to drag a string of bandit guns through the streets, and walked around the city from the gate of the city before going to the warden, and sent the prisoner to the big prison first.

Because Zhang Chun was not charged with serious crimes and still had a title on him, he was spared from prison, and was temporarily placed under house arrest by Wang Zizhao in Zhao Wang's Mansion.

Zhang Chun thought it was a good opportunity to hug his thigh, and planned to use his three-inch tongue to climb the big tree Wang Zizhao.

Who knew that he didn't care about him at all, and he was locked in a wing without even seeing him from the beginning to the end.

In ancient times when there were no computers or televisions, being locked up in a room alone was no different from being in jail. Modern prisoners still have time to relax, but here there is no such thing. It almost made Zhang Chun crazy.

Wang Zizhao went back to the mansion to freshen up, changed into court clothes and brought Hu Jinpeng into the palace.

He said this trip was to go out to relax, but in fact he was looking for a legitimate opportunity to return to the government.

When he changed the situation of Qinyang City

"This trip, the biggest harvest is not the case. My son got two treasures that benefit the country and the people."

Wang Zizhao said loudly in the hall.

As soon as the King of Southern Jin heard about the treasure, he became interested, and the ministers also pricked up their ears to listen. Something that can be regarded as a treasure by Wang Zizhao must be extraordinary.

"Present it quickly." The King of Nanjin stretched his neck and waited, only to see Hu Jinpeng striding in with a plate covered with red silk in his hand outside the hall.

The things on the plate were too small for the King of Southern Jin to see clearly, and although the ministers passing by saw them clearly, no one could understand the purpose of these two things.

A thin bamboo tube, a piece of black metal, what kind of treasure is this?

With some disapproval and doubts in their hearts, everyone held their breaths and waited for Wang Zizhao to speak.

Hu Jinpeng stood beside Wang Zizhao without looking sideways, and An Guogong muttered secretly: "An unfilial son, there is a baby who didn't inform his father in advance..."

Wang Zizhao first picked up the thin bamboo tube, first showed it to the King of Southern Jin, and then asked the servant to pass it on in the hall.

"A piece of bamboo is stuffed with hair. What is it? What is it for?" asked the King of Southern Jin.

"Father, don't worry, please send a blank book."

Southern Jin Wang Zhunzao, immediately a servant came with a blank bamboo slip.

Wang Zizhao asked him to spread out the bamboo slips, hold a brush in his hand, dip the tip of the pen in ink, quickly write a paragraph of words on the blank bamboo slips, and then present the bamboo slips up.

"This brush is made of animal hair. It can replace a carving knife to write on bamboo slips. It is light and fast, and it is much cheaper than the carving knife.

Erchen thought that engraving characters with a carving knife was too time-consuming and laborious. It was better to replace the carving knife with a brush, which was widely spread in the Southern Jin Dynasty. "

The King of Southern Jin took the letter and read it seriously. The ink-colored handwriting was printed on the light green bamboo, which was pleasing to the eye. He touched the words on the top with his hand, and he could touch the ink in some places that were not dry, and the words were easy to read. It's blurry, but the place where the writing is dry remains unchanged.

"What is this black thick juice?" The King of Nanjin asked to hand over the ink that Wang Zizhao had just used.

"This thing is ink, which means taking black juice. It is complicated to make and the process is cumbersome. It is made of green pine. It is durable and the cost is much more expensive than a brush."

The King of Nanjin dipped some ink with his fingers, and smelled it closely, his brows immediately frowned. Some people would find the smell of ink smelly, but others would find it very fragrant.

Judging from the expression on the face of King Nanjin, he knew that he didn't like this taste.

It's just something for writing, it doesn't matter if it smells good or not.

"Pass it to the ministers for a while." The King of the Southern Jin Dynasty asked the bamboo slips to be passed on, and the ministers who were waiting eagerly saw the invention up close as they wished, and they were all amazed.

"It is indeed much more convenient than engraving, and it doesn't take too much effort to write, and Wang Zizhao's writing speed is much faster than engraving."

"That's true, and the color is brighter, so you can see it more clearly, but this... ink, will it fade after a long time?"

Wang Zizhao did not give a definite answer, but only said: "It will take time to test, and this king can't say it well."

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

"What is another treasure?" The King of Nanjin interrupted everyone's discussion.

Wang Zizhao picked up the second thing from the tray, it was a black block of iron, everyone knew it, but with the brush in front as a primer, everyone knew that this thing could not be too simple.

"This thing is called horseshoe iron. As the name suggests, it is a iron block used on the palm of the horseshoe. It can alleviate the problem of excessive wear and tear of the horseshoe and the serious wear and tear of the horse, and can speed up the running speed of the horse."

"What..." Everyone was shocked, this thing is much more amazing than the brush.

"Quick! Submit it quickly!" The King of Nanjin urged impatiently.

The north and the south are constantly fighting, and the annual expenditure on the battlefield accounts for half of the tax revenue, and the wear and tear of war horses is a large part. If the wear and tear of horseshoes can be really reduced, it will not only save a lot of money for the than finance, but also provide a new source of income for the country. Soldiers provide more horses.

The role of cavalry on the battlefield is very important. A good cavalry can be compared with ten times the number of infantry, which is definitely a gap of one enemy ten.

The King of Southern Jin took the horseshoe iron and looked it over and over again, but he still couldn't see anything.

"How is this going to be used on a horse's hoof?"

Wang Zizhao explained: "Father, do you feel that the shape of this iron block is very similar to a horseshoe? You just need to nail this iron block into the horseshoe. It's very simple."

"Have you tried it?"

"My son has already prepared horses and craftsmen, please father and all the adults have a look."

"Good!" The King of Nanjin got up excitedly, strode down, and patted his son on the shoulder happily: "Zhao'er has made great achievements again! Afterwards, you must talk to your father about how you got these two treasures." Baby."

Wang Zizhao bowed slightly, and replied respectfully: "Here."

"Haha... If this thing is useful, I hope my cavalry in the Southern Jin Dynasty can conquer Beiyue and unify the mountains and rivers!"

"The king is holy! With such a wise king, our Southern Jin Dynasty will definitely become stronger and stronger, and we will conquer Beiyue just around the corner!" The chief servant at the side said flatteringly.

This sentence can make Long's heart happy at any time, and the King of Nanjin laughed even harder.

Wang Zizhao walked beside him with a calm expression and did not say anything.