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Liu Laizi was not lame when he was young, so naturally he was not called a lame man.

He used to be a well-known carpenter in eight villages, with exquisite craftsmanship and frequent ingenuity.

In Qianqu County, where ironware is regulated, a good carpenter is good at tenon and tenon joints, and he does not need a single nail to build a house and furniture, so he will always be respected by the villagers.

Seeing that the land is getting dry and hard year by year, the cattle are getting less and less every year, and it is getting more and more difficult to cultivate the land. Carpenter Liu has moved his mind on farm tools.

He studied painstakingly for three years, built a new plow by himself, and went to the temple to offer treasures in high spirits, but his leg was broken and he was thrown out, and he couldn't even see the face of the fairy officials.

That year his wife was pregnant, and his son Xiaohu was born, and the family had one more mouthful to eat.

And his situation plummeted.

Carpenter Liu would present treasures at every "worship meeting", and was beaten without exception.

At first his fellow countrymen and friends tried to persuade him to give up, but later they stopped, and just sighed, and now they are watching with cold eyes.

"Ha, this lunatic, really thought that offering a plow would make him successful."

The local officials all said so.

"I'm not aiming for success." Carpenter Liu will explain at first.

"What do you think if you don't want to fly to the top? Could it be that ghosts have lost your mind?"

I want the fairy official to approve a new plow to go down the field, and I think everyone can use a new plow that saves effort.

I want to prove that I am not crazy.

Carpenter Liu said in his heart.

From spring to autumn, year after year, the incense in the temple never stops. He has been beaten eighteen times and his body is full of scars.

If it doesn't work this year, forget it.Only if he never built a new plow, just had a nightmare.

But Xinxianguan may be different. He can make people "stand up" and make people not worship him.

No immortal official would ever say that.If he would take a look at his plow...

Carpenter Liu plucked up his courage and took a deep breath: "I want to see the fairy officials, and I have treasures to offer!"

"Come on, make a big noise." The temple guard sneered, but he didn't try to stop him like before, and said loudly, "If you have the ability, go straight up!"

"There are probably ghosts in here, you can't go there, Cripple Liu." The fellow next to him pulled his clothes.

Carpenter Liu limped out of the crowd and was about to step up the jade steps.

Before the footsteps fell, they suddenly heard exclamations at the gate of the temple.

The temple has always been solemn and majestic, and it has never been noisy.

Everyone in the square raised their eyes and watched helplessly as a figure rushed down the high steps, like a white cloud falling from the sky.

After the cloud followed a group of officials and gentry.

These big men who usually make Qianqu County tremble with a stomp of their feet, are now sweating profusely, lifting their clothes and chasing wildly, shouting: "Song Xianguan wait a minute!"

Si Jun ran too fast with his big belly, he stepped on the ground and rolled down, and the guards hurriedly helped him.

During the chaos of war, the official clothes of the new immortal floated to the front of the eyes with the wind.

Carpenter Liu was stunned, it turned out that there was such a young and immortal official.

"Bold." The temple guard yelled, "Dare to look directly at the fairy officials!"

Carpenter Liu came back to his senses and hurriedly bowed down, but was lifted up by a pair of hands.

"Sir." He heard a gentle voice.

what first?Who is the name of the fairy official?

Carpenter Liu was deeply terrified and did not dare to raise his head. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the immortal official's spotless sleeves, leaving faint traces of his own dirty handprints.

It's over, the plow has not yet been sacrificed, and death is a certainty.

Song Qianji asked, "Sir, are you here to present improved farm tools?"

The gentry pulled each other, and finally stopped behind Song Qian's fuselage.

Zhao Ren came on a cloud and fell from the sky: "Junior Brother Song, what are you doing!"

Song Qianji ignored him, and only asked the silly carpenter Liu: "Where are the farm tools? Did you bring them?"

The crowd was stunned.

Feeling ashamed, Zhao Ren suppressed his anger and tried to see what kind of medicine was sold in Song Qianji's gourd.

"Bring, bring, I brought it!" Liu Carpenter suddenly raised his eyes, his nose soured, and his eyes were hazy, "Fairy officials, please follow me!"

The mortals step aside in amazement.The people in the square followed Song Qianji.

Under the green pine outside the square, Song Qianji saw a new plow different from the traditional plow with his own eyes, so he knew he was right.

The heavy and rigid straight shaft disappeared, replaced by a curved shaft with a beautiful curvature, and the plow disc at the head of the shaft could turn.The whole plow frame appears lighter and more flexible.

This is the real treasure, he thought.

"The curved shaft plow created by the villain is easier to turn and saves effort." Carpenter Liu picked up the diamond-shaped plowshare and said excitedly, "As long as the thing below is made of iron, it will dig the soil deeper and faster. It is easier than now. Times!"

Song Qianji stretched out his hand and caressed the rough wood carefully, like stroking a piece of flawless jade.

With a serious and focused expression, he disassembled and restored each part of the plow in his mind, and finally asked:

"Can I try?"

"Ah?" Carpenter Liu was surprised, "D-Of course!"

Until now, he still felt that he was drunk in a dream.

How could there be such a fairy official?Is he really a fairy official?

Seeing that the situation was not right, all the gentry did not dare to ask Song Qianji, so they were anxious to wink at the immortal officials.

But Zhao Ren thought, Song Qianji had a deep mind, he was a ruthless character who cheated the next county from the sect, and every move must have a deep meaning.

I saw Song Qianji took a look at the lasso, put it on himself first, and walked forward on his own.

The officials' faces were pale, and they rushed to grab it.

Song Qianji was in a good mood, sharing the happiness generously, and asked everyone to put it on and walk a few steps in turn.

The soil under the green pine was turned up inch by inch, and a layer of fine green pine needles was buried in the ground, and then turned out again.

The sun is bright and clean, and the unique fragrance of the soil mixed with the smell of green grass drifts with the wind.

In Qianqu County, for the first time, all the officials "bowed their heads willingly as oxen" and "dropped sweat to the soil", which can be called a miracle.

The villagers were already dumbfounded and looked at Qu Yuanli eagerly.

What kind of treasure did Cripple Liu create?Could it be that there are magic spells on it?

No, lame Liu can't be immortal.It was the new immortal officials who were casting spells that made so many old masters scramble to become farm cattle.

This quyuanli is really miraculous, such an easy and labor-saving thing, if it can be used in my own field, it would be great.

Of course, it is wishful thinking, all farm tools can only be rented, and the best things can only be used by the farm of the big landowner.

Song Qianji finally nodded with satisfaction, and sincerely praised: "Quyuanli is really exquisite, Mr. Gaocai."

If he is allowed to make it himself, behind closed doors, he will not be able to make it.

This person must be an expert in farming and farming.

"My lord, I can't afford you to be called 'Sir'!" Carpenter Liu was in a hurry.

Song Qianji said: "The master is the teacher."

Zhao Ren roared inwardly, the master is a teacher!

You don't worship the two saints, the chess ghost and the book sage, and you are called a mr. mortal?

Song Qianji really wanted to buy people's hearts and support a group of new confidants.

It's a pity that he didn't know that the former immortal officials of Qianqu County also tried to give these unscrupulous people a little sweetness in exchange for more luck gains, and the result?

Which one didn't return home without feathers and leave office cursing.

All the roads that can be walked have been exhausted, and mortals no longer believe in temples and immortal officials from the bottom of their hearts, what else can you do?Zhao Ren sneered.

I saw Song Qianji asked the lame mortal a few more questions, about "water and soil, irrigation, fertilizer", all the words he didn't understand, and then asked the mortal what his name was and where he lived.

Then he nodded again and again, and actually wanted to appoint that man to be a farmer.

The former Sinong had just recovered his life from the ghost gate, and he was still in shock, so he dared to say no at this time.

Carpenter Liu ascended to the sky in one step, and was supported by his fellow countrymen before he stood up again, from surprise to fear:

"The villain doesn't know a lot of characters, so he really doesn't dare to take on important responsibilities."

Song Qianji thought for a while: "Mr., please take over temporarily. Quyuanli will be promoted throughout the county, and each household has at least one. How can these things be separated from Mr.? One year later, we will hold a farming competition. Every year, the leader, I will be the farmer of Qianqu County for one year!"

This time, not only Zhao Ren, but everyone was at a loss.

Farming Competition?What's that?

……

Inside the temple, Meng Heze opened the bright yellow curtain with the hilt of his sword, revealing the golden statues one by one behind the gauze curtain.

The statue is cast according to the proportion of a real person. Although it is not vivid, it is dignified.

More than ten golden bodies are placed around the hall, making the whole hall glow with golden light.

The disciples of the outer sect have seen the sect master and peak master with their own eyes, so they looked at them curiously.However, those with a low cultivation level looked directly at the face of the statue, and suddenly felt a shock in their minds, and their eyes were tingling.

Meng Heze swept away with a blow of sword wind.The fireworks enshrined in front of the statue flashed and extinguished instantly.

He led the crowd to stand at the gate of the temple, overlooking the square.

"Aren't we going to follow Senior Brother Song?" Zhou Xiaoyun asked.

Meng Heze said: "It's rare for a brother to come across a farm tool he likes, so he will definitely try it out. Let's go again when he enjoys it to the fullest."

"A few big landlords can donate so many good things, which is much richer than being an outer disciple." Someone whispered.

Meng Heze said with a smile: "This time, the gentry of Qianqu have been seriously injured, so we will take care of it slowly in the future."

Seeing his smile, Ji Chen asked in puzzlement, "Could it be that Senior Brother Song beat them on purpose to ask them to offer treasures? There is no injustice or enmity in the first place, why is that so?"

Ji Chen is very familiar with the words, and he has become very familiar with Meng Heze along the way.

Meng Heze sneered and said, "These people are respectful on the surface, but in fact they have been following Zhao Ren's winks and actions. If they can't be completely subdued, they will report to Zhao Ren every move we do here."

Ji Xing imitated Zhao Ren's tone and said, "Killing chickens to get eggs is not a good thing. You can knock out a lot of things if you keep them."

……

"Junior Brother Song, there's no rush for the 'Agricultural Competition'." Zhao Ren said those four words, feeling extremely weird. "I'll officially resign after I've gone through the last procedure."

"What else?" Song Qianji frowned slightly.

He is planning to ask Carpenter Liu to accompany him, and set off today to travel all over the land of Qianqu, and make a plan for himself to open up wasteland and cultivate.

Zhao Ren gestured to Si Li with his eyes.

Si Li wiped off his cold sweat: "Please write the inscription by the new immortal official."

Behind him, attendants offered pens, inks, papers and inkstones.

Zhao Ren stretched out his hand and said with a smile: "Look at the plaque on the archway in the temple square, it is the facade of a county. The piece of 'Wuhua Tianbao' on it was written by me. It’s all about auspiciousness and a vision.”

Zhao Ren thought to himself, this would be Song Qianji's first inscription since he wrote the hero post, as long as he rubbed it down first, wouldn't the talisman masters in the comprehension world rush ahead?

Those monks bought it home, hung it in the study and living room, and invited people to appreciate it when they entertained guests.

"Okay." Song Qianji didn't refuse, holding a pen and hanging his wrist.

The words on the plaque are too ugly now, ruining this place where thousands of people gather.

Zhao Ren held his breath, only to see Song Qianji swiping the brush, the ink splashed, and the four characters were completed in one go.

With silver hooks painted on iron, the earth-like momentum rushes towards us, like a rushing torrent.

He read word by word: "mu, yield, thousand, catty."

A thousand catties per mu? !