After rebirth I became the tyrant's little white lotus

After a few days of running-in, Bai Miao gradually got used to the daily life of small arms and legs, but when he suddenly had a new inspiration, such a small body immediately became a limitation.

"Ah! How annoying!" Bai Miao, with his messy hair, was lying angrily on the sandalwood table in the imperial study room with a writing brush in his arms. A little bit of ink, and there are a dozen or so miniature footprints on one side of the table.

Bai Miao felt that she was going to be mad at herself to death!

Today he suddenly had an idea, he wanted to study some farm tools to improve Dayin's current agricultural situation, but when he arrived at the Imperial Study Room ambitiously and was about to start a big job, Bai Miao suddenly found out The problem - with his miniature appearance, he is not as tall as a brush, let alone drawing blueprints, I am afraid he can't do anything.

However, Bai Miao, who does not believe in evil, feels that with his dignity as a lotus demon, he must not be defeated by a brush, so from the morning, he carried the brush and struggled until Ma had lunch, but he failed.

In the first round, Bai Miao vs. Brush, and Brush wins.

Bai Miao, who was already out of breath, lay across the table, the brush pressed against his stomach up and down, and the ink-stained tip of the pen once again smudged into black ink.

As for the tired Bai Miao, his whole body was in a state of distress, his silver hair turned into strands of gray-black, and his tender little face turned into black coal. There was nothing clean on his body, hands, or feet. The worst thing is Emperor Wu's sandalwood desk. Under Bai Miao's tampering, the good wooden furniture has turned into a gaudy "Moyi" desk, which is extremely ugly.

So, when Emperor Wu entered the room, he saw a mass of pitch-black, unidentified things lying on his desk.

Tu Xiuting frowned, and he walked in step by step, only to realize that the jet-black thing was his little lotus.

Emperor Wu stretched out his hand and tapped the black lacquered dumpling with his fingertips, "Why did you make yourself look like this?"

"Your Majesty..." Hei Tuanzi was weak, and slowly pushed away the writing brush that was pressing on him, and complained: "Wuuuuu, Your Majesty, it bullied me..."

At this moment, Bai Miao was in despair. After shrinking, he could use the writing brush to withstand his shoulders. If he was not careful, he would be crushed by the writing brush. The hardships made those who heard it cry and those who saw it were sad.

"How did it bully you?" Emperor Wu asked, but his eyes were amused.

Although Tu Xiuting genuinely loves his little lotus in his heart, the evil factor in the man's bones is still there, which does not prevent him from teasing the little guy when he loves the little guy.

Bai Miao tearfully said: "This brush is too big, I can't hold it!"

"I help you?"

"How to help?"

Emperor Wu smiled lightly, he didn't care about the ink, he immediately picked up the brush, and helped Bai Miao up by the way.

Bai Miao watched Emperor Wu's movements with a masked face.

I saw the man slowly covering Bai Miao's half body with his hands, the scorching heat stuck to the cool body of Little Lotus, and then tightened slowly, just fixing Bai Miao within a range that was neither loose nor tight, Then Emperor Wu put the brush between his fingers, and said, "Hold it."

"Ah..." Bai Miao was stunned, obediently hugging the giant writing brush in front of her eyes.

This time, Emperor Wu's palm was pressed against Bai Miao's back, buttocks, and thighs, and his fingertips were holding the pen holder, while in the gap in the middle, Bai Miao stretched out his hand to support the brush.

The man slowly waved his hand across the ink-stained bamboo paper, and Bai Miao was driven to hold the brush and move his arm like a delicate puppet.

A smooth line appeared under the brush, and Emperor Wu smiled lightly, "Is this okay?"

"It's really more convenient..." The dirty Bai Miao rubbed his face with his hand, causing him to look more like a kitten, "But I can't draw by myself."

"you can."

Emperor Wu hooked his fingertips, and held the little guy even tighter, "You move, I feel your actions, or you command me."

"Okay." Little Lianhua responded crisply, waving her small arms to hold the thick pen holder, trying carefully.

Tu Xiuting was very serious, and he didn't care at all when his hanging hair fell into the ink. He felt the subtle movements of the little lotus. The jerky at the beginning turned into a smooth line, and Bai Miao gradually got used to this way.

"How?" Emperor Wu asked.

"Not bad, not bad," Bai Miao was simply too satisfied. Basically, the current situation is that when he moves the pen slightly on his arm, Emperor Wu on the other side can naturally take over the force, and sway the ink according to Bai Miao's thoughts, "We It’s just a tacit understanding!”

"Because we are compatible." Emperor Wu said pamperingly, and nodded Bai Miao's little head with his free left hand, "Since you can, then draw what you want."

"Okay, let's start now!"

Today Bai Miao mainly wants to draw some useful farm tools, and this idea also comes from the dossier records that Rong Su brought him the day before yesterday.

Most of the content brought by Rong Su is to record various things in Dayin's agriculture, from planting to utensils, from harvest to sales.Dayin is not very advanced in terms of agriculture. Even though the current social situation is that farmers account for the majority, their farming method is still the most primitive - manpower. In spring, farmers dig the soil, dig holes, and transplant rice seedlings by themselves. ... In the future, I will need to carry water by myself to irrigate, and in autumn, all the old and young in the family will go to harvest together.

Although it has been like this for many years, Rong Su still felt that it was more laborious to sort it out, so he came to Bai Miao to discuss it, thinking about tinkering with some farm tools that are convenient for farming, at least it can be shouldered by the farmers.

For things that can benefit Dayin, Bai Miao naturally agreed, so he and Rong Su divided the labor—Bai Miao thought up ideas and drew blueprints, and Rong Su sorted out what she knew about agriculture and nursery rhymes. At the end, we will make overall plans and launch a more comprehensive method to open a new direction for Dayin people's agricultural cultivation.

Bai Miao is happy to draw blueprints, but at first he ignored the problem of his own shrinkage, but now with the help of Emperor Wu, isn't everything easy to grasp?

Bai Miao didn't know too much about ancient farm tools, but what he remembered most clearly were those simple implements drawn in junior high school history books. Although they looked simple and powerful, they were extremely useful in agriculture.

After a while, under the cooperation of Bai Miao and Emperor Wu, the prototype of a utensil gradually appeared on the bamboo paper.

Emperor Wu looked at the leaping object, and some guesses flashed in his mind, "This thing is for farming?"

"Your Majesty is smart!" Bai Miao nodded, pointed at the blueprint with a little finger, and explained: "In our world, people used it to plow and turn the soil a long time ago, and its name is a digging stick."

The dig stick, as its name suggests, looks like a vertical, hard, pointed wooden stick.

Tu Xiuting pondered for a moment and said, "This object, is the point of the stick pointing down, and the ground is tapped to loosen the soil?"

"Your Majesty guessed nine times out of ten. The method is indeed to point the tip of the stick down and break the soil to make holes. But not only loosen the soil, but also sow the valley into the holes, and then cover it with soil. It will be much more convenient."

Emperor Wu knew the magical effect of this thing just by thinking about it, and he couldn't help sighing: "Miao Miao, the world you used to live in is very magical."

From being in contact with Bai Miao to the present, Emperor Wu also knows that many of the things Bai Miao created come from the world he used to live in. Although these are not from Bai Miao's little head, Emperor Wu is still deeply fascinated by it... Long story short, back to the topic, Emperor Wu looked at the miscellaneous things developed by Bai Miao in the past two years, which gradually made him curious about the world Bai Miao lived in, and the frequent appearance of the Taoist priest in the dream made him even more called Emperor Wu Thinking about the place where Bai Miao used to live.

It's a pity, he can only think about it in his heart.

Bai Miao explained: "Actually, it can't be said to be very powerful. The main reason is that the world I live in has experienced tens of millions of years of development. It is precisely because of the experiments and creations of many pioneers that I can accumulate these useful things. , and I just use their results."

Little Lianhua, who was held by Emperor Wu, smiled embarrassedly, "Anyway, it can be beneficial to Dayin, that's enough."

Emperor Wu nodded, "Da Yin must repay Miao Miao well."

"It's already been answered!"

Emperor Wu was taken aback, "How did you repay me?"

In Emperor Wu's mind, the reward he said must be a reward that is known to the world and shared by the country, and such a scene is already in his plan, and he will let him wait for the right time in the future. Miaomiao also stood at the top of Dayin.

"Didn't Dayin give me their most wise and mighty Majesty?"

Bai Miao smiled and hugged Emperor Wu's fingertips and kissed, the soft touch suddenly seemed like a ignited flame, "swish" rushed to Emperor Wu's heart.

The man chuckled, and Bai Miao's ears tingled with a magnetic and sexy voice, "Yes, I belong to you, only you."

Bai Miao felt numb in her heart, but a bright smile appeared on her face unconsciously.

In the pile of sweet and greasy dog ​​food, Bai Miao continued to cooperate with Emperor Wu and drew the digging stick, Leisi and waterwheel in just one day.

The Leisi is mainly the memory of Bai Miao’s junior high school history class. Its shape is a pointed wooden stick with a short beam. When using it, insert the pointed end into the soil, and then step on the beam to make the wooden stick go deep, and then turn it out. , can greatly improve the efficiency of farming. It is a typical tool for turning soil. It has the same purpose and function as the digging stick.

As for the waterwheel, it originated from Bai Miao's career as a handmade blogger.At that time, he just made a miniature waterwheel with a toothpick and a wooden board, and it could work normally in a water basin. Thinking that Dayin's agricultural irrigation was difficult, he started from the depths of his brain. I dug out this object - it can divert water for irrigation, although Bai Miao himself is not sure whether it will be successful in the end, but there is nothing wrong with giving it a try.

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It has become a rule since I went home to catch a cold when I went home from the holidays, so the update is late~