Daming prepares the emperor

What happened in Wuchang still cannot affect Ying Tian.

These days, Zhu Biao is still doing what he should do. As the son of old Comrade Zhu, he is studying hard now, which is actually the most correct and responsible way.

It is not his turn to march, fight, and handle government affairs, and there is no need for him to turn.

In Shuai's study.

Song Lian finished his last few words, saluted, rolled up the book under his arm, signaled that the class was coming to an end, and then left.

It's not that Song Lian is dissatisfied with Zhu Biao, that's why he is so anxious.It's just that Comrade Zhu is going to hold a meeting to give lectures later, and he is in a hurry to catch up.He was in class for Zhu Biao, and Zhu Yuanzhang would not blame him for being late, but with Song Lian's seriousness, he didn't want the embarrassing scene of breaking into the ongoing meeting and showing being late.

Zhu Biao hurriedly pushed away the chair and stood up, saying Master Song to go slowly.

The door had already slammed shut, and Song Lian didn't know if he heard the farewell.

After the Battle of Longwan, Comrade Zhu’s great cause has been doubled. The territory has grown and things have become more complicated. His courtiers are busy every day. Song Lian is rigorous and rigid. Every time Zhu Biao sees him , he has a straight face, the corners of his mouth are tight, and he walks in small steps, like a general on a stage, his upper body is still, but he is busy walking around like the wind.

Even Liu Ji and Zhu Biao are rare. He has gradually taken over the task of processing and analyzing military news, with great responsibilities and a lot of work.

Just as he was thinking this way, he was going to go out too, so that he could report to the next class.

Unexpectedly, Liu Ji opened the door first from the outside.

"I've already asked for leave from Wu Ce." As soon as he came in, he left a sentence.

This means that today's martial arts class is unnecessary.

Zhu Biao asked suspiciously, "Sir, what do you want me to do?"

Liu Ji reached into his bosom, and took out the bamboo slices in his pocket. There were about twenty bamboo slices of different lengths, emerald green like jade, moist and shiny, and densely engraved with spells, but because A special method is used, as long as you don't look at it with magic power, you can't see it at all.

He picked out one or two pieces of bamboo and put them on the table, pointing out: "These two pieces of bamboo are the longest, and they are also exceptionally thick. They should be carved with some unique spells to make the side bones."

The side ribs are the two outermost fan ribs. After the fan is closed, the two of them are exposed to the outside, so they are generally longer and thicker to take on the protective role and increase the aesthetic value.

These things were given to him by Zhu Biaoshang a few days ago. Because he was not sure how to do the last few steps, he simply took all the bamboo pieces from Zhu Zhijie and asked Liu Bowen for advice.

"Oh." Zhu Biao responded, leaned over to look, and pondered, "You mean, engraving a fire talisman or something?"

Liu Bowen shook his head, took a brush aside, dipped it in Zhu Biao's unused ink, and wrote a temporary spell on the bamboo piece that could be erased.

This is another talisman that Zhu Biao has never seen before, and its style is very unique.

"This is a glyph I found in an ancient book recently. After a little modification, it has a new usage. It can be called..." Liu Bowen paused for a while, "It's called a change character, um——Hua Fu, or yes, or Change character."

To be honest, neither of these two names sounds very good.

Liu Ji struggled for a while, but still determined that the name was a talisman. He picked up the bamboo piece and shook it in front of Zhu Biao.

Liu Ji flicked the blade of the sword, and the long sword immediately made a pleasant sword sound, and reflected a cold light under the light.

Zhu Biao's eyes lit up immediately, and he said happily, "Sir, does this mean that anything can be changed?"

Liu Ji handed him the thing, and Zhu Biao swung it, a white light flashed, and the bamboo slices instantly became daggers that cut iron like mud.

Zhu Biao's dagger is more refined and real than Liu Ji's casual illusion, because what he thinks in his mind is the knife given by Comrade Zhu. With the prototype and reference, the quality of the weapon will naturally improve. Take it to the next level.

His one is already very good, this one is even better than very good, I can't tell what level it is.

A cold light flashed, and this short dagger seemed to have a sword aura several feet long.

"Indeed, it should be engraved on the side bone!"

In his previous life, when Zhu Biao was young, he often played the part of a chivalrous man wearing a bed sheet and holding a stick. At that time, he was just an ordinary child and could not handle real swords and guns.But now that he has this thing, he can seamlessly switch between princes and nobles and people in the world, and when necessary, he can also make himself handsome.

No knives are allowed in the court. Although Comrade Zhu will not care whether his prince is armed or not, it is still very unsightly for Zhu Biao not to have a knives or swords around his waist, but a fan is much more elegant.

Of course this is for future consideration.

Looking at it now, if you hold this fan and turn it in your fingers, you can turn out swords in an instant.Taking it out is like carrying a toolbox with you, which is very useful in many occasions.

Good stuff, now!

As soon as he said it, Zhu Biao found a cloth and carefully wiped off the ink on the bamboo slices, then took out the carving knife, sat down and started to work.

With those golden eyes, Liu Bowen only drew this talisman paper once, and he has already memorized it.

Liu Ji sat on the side with his robe lifted, smiled and watched him busy, and suddenly said: "My lord, draw me another one of that kind of yellow talisman."

That day, Gao Bailing burned Feng Du Ling in the air, which greatly reduced his cultivation, and he himself suffered a lot of backlash, but he never thought that Zhu Biao would have a pair of special eyes.

I have seen that yellow talisman Zhu Biao countless times, although I still can't see the name - for him, it is very rare not to see the name, but he has been familiar with it for a long time. After pondering, you will understand the complete production method.

The next day he drew a new Feng Du Ling and handed it to Liu Ji.

Liu Ji took the talisman paper and studied it for half a month, and accidentally destroyed it. When he wanted to draw another one, he couldn't reproduce it, so he couldn't help being amazed at this.

With his level, he was unable to draw this so-called Feng Du Ling, and had to ask Zhu Biao for help, which shows how special this thing is.The secret here may be deeper than he thought, and it may really involve karmic reincarnation.

Then Zhu Biao made a printer, and from time to time he had to provide Liu Ji with some experimental samples for him to squander.

This time Liu Ji called him, and he had already agreed very skillfully.

Five or six minutes later, several new yellow talismans were held by Liu Bowen.

In fact, Zhu Biao also wanted to draw a stack of paintings for him directly, but his current mana is not enough, so he can only supply a few sheets.

"Sir, you have been studying for so long, have you come up with anything?"

"No." Liu Ji twitched his beard and said calmly, "This talisman has never been heard of before, and there is no record in the classics. It must be a school created by the evil way, and it is specially used for doing bad things."

"Did you say he was really dead?"

"Under the thunder, even if you don't die, you will still be seriously injured." Liu Ji looked at Huang Fu, stroked his beard slowly, and glanced at Zhu Biao, "Whether he is dead or not, we must be more cautious. It's always hard to deal with."

Zhu Biao agreed.

"This person has a lot of yin energy, and most of the people who drive him are paper dolls. In the days to come, you still have to be more careful about ghosts."

"Hmm." Zhu Biao thought for a moment, "Sir, I think of the birth ghost. She and the snake demon are called sisters. Maybe this is a man-made evil group."

"That's right, it's very possible." Knowing that he took the words to heart, Liu Ji nodded with satisfaction, and continued to study the talisman with his head down.

While carving bamboo pieces, Zhu Biao wanted to say something: "Sir, after I carve some side bones, can I make a fan?"

He has almost carved the bamboo slices, only one or two sticks are left.

The fan surface is the silk surface provided by Liu Bowen. Song Lian’s words and paintings are blessed with Confucian righteousness, and they are also malleable and durable. nothing will happen.

The dragon's eye has already been made into a very beautiful fan pendant with dark green tassels hanging from it, just waiting to be hung where it should be hung.The tassels were made by Ma Xiuying herself. Although there is nothing special about them now, when Zhu Yuanzhang ascends the throne, there should be the breath of a phoenix on them.

The dragon and the phoenix are entangled, and the aura of the dragon and the aura of the phoenix merge, and it will be another blessing at that time.

Everything is ready, it can be said that only the east wind is owed.

But Liu Ji still didn't speak for a long time, and he didn't seem to have any intention of starting to synthesize materials and produce equipment.

Now that Zhu Biao asked, he just smiled.

It's that mysterious smile that seems to have everything under control.

Zhu Biao turned around helplessly, and refocused on the bamboo bones.

After all, you will know in a few days.

------

By the small river outside the city, an old Taoist priest was washing his hands.

He was wearing a slightly washed Taoist robe, cloth shoes on his feet, a whisk in his arms, and a small bundle on his back. There were many wrinkles on his face, and he looked like a very ordinary old man.

Apart from the calm and calm all over his body, there is nothing outstanding about him, but this is also the reason why the old man's cultivation level is not low.

While washing his hands, he murmured and muttered: "Why do I have to do things? Alas, why do people eat? Why haven't poor Taoists fasted yet? Even though fasted, they should still eat some delicious food, but..."

He left the city early this morning. The old Taoist is not a hypocritical person, nor is he a whiner. The reason why he became like this is because he has not eaten for three whole days.

Some people said that they saw a big Sister Hua in the Qinhuai River, and they thought it must have become a spirit, so they went to the office to report the case. Sister Hua is not cannibalistic and has a gentle temperament. At first, everyone thought about it. After some time to deal with it, I didn't expect that more and more people came——

So Changsun Wanguan said this - the office should serve the people, and the rule is that as long as more than ten people report the crime, even if the monster is a flower growing in the snow mountain, we should go and see what it is doing Yao moth, there are a few more petals.

So the old Taoist took up the task and went out to find out. After searching for several days without any results, he had eaten all the dry food, and now he was starved to death. He felt ashamed and didn't have the nerve to go back.

It's really embarrassing not to be able to catch a big sister Hua, after all, it's just a bug, different from tigers, leopards and wolves, the danger is very small.

The Taoist stood up, stroked his dry white beard with wet hands, wiped the water on the hem of his clothes, sighed a few times, tightened his bag and was about to leave.

At this moment, the river suddenly gurgled several times, like a boiling kettle, and the Taoist priest who had walked a certain distance immediately turned around, just in time to see a few huge bubbles floating out of the water.

water ghost?

Water ghosts don't spit bubbles very often.Fish and insects probably wouldn't be able to spit out such big bubbles.

Realizing that something was wrong, the old Taoist held the whisk in his hand, walked a few steps towards the shore, concentrated his energy, widened his eyes, concentrated his mana in his hand, and threw the magic weapon into the water with a powerful blow.

The wooden whisk handle made a clanging sound like metal, as if it had touched something hard, it was bounced back quickly, and plunged obliquely into the soil with a bang, and the long white hairs scattered in all directions like blown flowers.

Whatever it was in the river, it must be very hard, maybe it was a bastard.

wow-

Because of this attack, the water splashed a lot, and a huge red rock emerged from it, with seven scattered black dots on it, like a big seven-spotted ladybug.

The old Taoist was happy, thinking that I found you, instead of worrying about it, he was overjoyed, rushed up and pulled up the whisk, and after making a sword formula, he was about to stab again.

But when others came to the front, they were dumbfounded. Those black dots were slowly fading away, as if a mud ball had been washed by water.

The old Taoist picked up a branch and scraped it on the stone, and even scraped off the dot.

Where is the back of Miss Hua? It is clearly black Chinese herbal medicine pasted on the stone, and there are exactly seven dots pasted on it. When you smell it carefully, there is even a scent of medicinal materials.

Could it be that this is a stone spirit?

The "stone" moved at this time, as if feeling uncomfortable, and lifted it up again, and the whole thing was exposed, which was as big as a carriage. The part that came out just now was just the tip of the iceberg!

Good guy, what kind of bug is this? It's clearly a hairy crab. It's even cooked a piece on its back, it's bright red, and with the seven pieces of Chinese herbal medicine, it's no wonder that the common people regard it as Miss Hua.

The old Taoist stared at it for a while, and couldn't help dripping a stream of saliva from the corner of his mouth.

Chinese herbal medicine plus meat, this is still a medicated diet!

He threw the burden on the ground, took out a rope that was as thin as a thumb, and said in a low voice, "Long! Long! Long!"

The rope quickly became longer and wider according to the words, coiled on the ground like a boa constrictor.

The old Taoist priest is a glutton, and he likes to eat the most. He usually buys big fish and meat with the money he earns from taking on tasks. To be able to eat.

In his broken thatched hut, the most valuable thing is a set of eight golden crabs.

Seeing the crab now, he is really refreshed. His stomach, which was already uncomfortable with hunger, now has a sense of presence, gurgling, and his hunger has almost turned into a real person, holding his shoulder and shaking, urging Hurry up and start a fire.

The old Taoist priest was also very familiar with the method of binding crabs. He turned the crab over, bound its feet and pincers, dragged it up from the river, and threw it into the grass.

After all this tossing and turning, the crab was still half dead, with white foam in its mouth, drooping eyes, and fell into a drowsy sleep.

The old Taoist smiled in satisfaction, seeing a donkey cart passing by, his heart was just right, his eyes lit up, he ran over and stopped in the middle of the road, took out his waist card from his sleeve, and shouted: "Hey! !Old man! Wait for the poor!"

The donkey cart stopped, and the old man sitting in the cart had gray hair but was still full of energy. He narrowed his eyes and looked at the badge he handed over. After reading it for a long time, he was actually illiterate. Do you want to ride in my car?"

The old Taoist priest was older than him, but he looked younger. It seemed that there was nothing wrong with being called old man. He explained: "No, the poor Taoist is from the town of demons. Today I came out to catch demons. I caught a big guy. No, I want to borrow your car, old man, to take it back."

He raised his hand and pointed to the crab in the grass, and asked the old man who drove the car to have a look.

"What kind of monster is this?" The old man was taken aback, couldn't help but clenched the bong in his hand, and said strangely, "Master Dao, does this monster eat people? Is it dead? I, my car can't pull it down." It!"

"Don't be afraid!" The old Taoist laughed, "This is the elder sister Hua you mentioned a few days ago! Actually, it is not elder sister Hua, but a hairy crab. Don't be afraid, old man, it has been tied up by the poor Taoist."

Since its establishment, the Monster Town Office has done a lot of good things. In the past, to catch monsters, you had to go to temples to invite Taoist priests, temples to invite monks, and witches and wizards to spend money to hire them. Then the family will be destroyed.Even if the matter passes by luck, the common people will often end up in poverty, and end up begging along the street. Only the rich and the noble can barely pass the hurdle safely.

Now, it is not only free to catch demons in the town of demons, but also highly efficient. Once the people go to invite them, people can follow them back. For some, there are basically no problems that cannot be solved, unlike before, when people are invited to come, mistakes may still occur.

There is no charge, the service attitude is good, and the efficiency is still high. The voice of Zhenyao is very high among the people. On weekdays, there are always piles of melons, fruits and steamed buns as high as hills at the door. Occasionally, people come to thank the door. , If you want to kneel for a few more days, you can't sweep it away with a broom, saying that there is no way to repay your kindness.

So as soon as the old Taoist said, the old man believed it, and turned around to throw away the goods in the car to make room for him to pull the monster.

The old Taoist repeatedly said: "Don't throw it away! Don't throw it away, the poor Taoist will keep it."

As soon as he raised his hand, a cart of white radishes flew into the air and flew into his sleeves. After a while, there was nothing on the cart except some fine roots and soil.

Even though the old man lived a long time and had seen the Taoist spells in his sleeves, he could not help gaining insight now, and he was amazed and praised the old Taoist for a while.

Praise him for his benevolent heart, high abilities, profound spells, immortal spirit, and cleverness. Praise the old Taoist priest to float to the sky. The red light on his face is like the sun that has just risen. Immediately invite him to come home in the future As a guest, try the wild boar ham made by yourself.

Soon, the two men were carrying the hairy crab, clenching their teeth, walking one after the other, struggling to lift it onto the car.

As soon as the crab got on the cart, the cart was pushed up like a seesaw, and even the donkey was vacated, screaming in fright.

The old Taoist had quick eyes and quick hands. Before the donkey could fly, he pasted two talismans on it, and the car returned to normal. Then he sat on it himself, and said, "Old man, let's go to the city! You have to pay the errand." , the two of us are drinking, and Pindao treats you to some braised noodles."

Going out to pull a radish, I met a good-tempered and capable Taoist priest, and the old man was very happy in his heart. He said hello a few times, feeling very happy, and drove towards the city gate.

Guards were stuck at the gate of the city, and the people who came and went lined up to pass.Be it soldiers or civilians, when they saw such a big crab, they were all amazed, whispered, and looked at it secretly.

After giving the waist card, no one would stop him, and the donkey cart just pulled to the door of the office.

Under the pagoda tree at the door, Changsun Wanguan was eating watermelon, and while eating, he vomited all the seeds under the tree.

The donkey cart is not new, and the wheels are old. Because there are several gaps, the sound is very loud when walking on the road. Even if Changsun Wanguan has no magic power, he can hear clearly. He can't help stretching his neck to face the road. end of view.

Soon, he saw two people, a donkey and a crab, and quickly stood up to greet them.

While welcoming him, he called for someone to come over and carry the river fresh.

"Old man, thank you for the car!"

The eldest grandson Wanguan saw what was going on at a glance, and immediately held the old man's hand and shook it up and down, and pulled him into the yard very enthusiastically: "Come here, come in and drink some water."

Even if the old man has the wisdom of life, he has never seen such an enthusiastic official, his face turned pale with fright, he repeatedly waved his free hand, walked back with his legs bent, and refused: " The adults are joking, this is my duty, if there is something at home, I will leave first."

"How can you say it's your duty? This donkey cart doesn't belong to us! How about it, I'll give you some money and you take it."

Changsun Wanguan quickly took out a handful of copper coins and stuffed them into the old man's hand. Before he could open his mouth in fear, he gave the old Taoist a wink, supported him from left to right, put him inside, and comforted him: "Don't worry, since you don't want to drink water, just have a meal before leaving!"

"No, no, my lord, I still..."

The old Taoist lifted up his sleeves, laughed and said, "Your carrots are still with me."

"Ah—" the old man was tongue-tied, indeed, his white radish was still kept by the priest.I just wanted to leave before, but I forgot about them.

The importance of crops to the people is self-evident. Now it is a troubled time, and the old people are getting older, and they are more frugal in food and expenses. They are reluctant to throw away anything. When they think of radishes, they have something in their hearts, and the muscles in their bodies can’t help Relaxed, less tense, less resistant.

Even if there are gold and silver mountains in the office, it is not his own. The old man is very measured and honest, but the carrot——

Sensing his hesitation, the old Taoist added a handful of firewood and said, "It's getting late, look up, it's getting dark! Stay and eat."

The old man raised his head and saw Hongxia as expected. In a blink of an eye, it was already too late.

Changsun Wanguan let go of his hand and echoed, "That's right, just eat two bites and go."

They are not trying to trick the old man.The old Taoist is really like an old urchin, he is happy every day, he doesn't care about anything, he is passionate, and he does whatever is fun.The eldest grandson Wanguan has his own thoughts. He knows that although he was brought back by Zhu Yuanzhang, he should put his loyalty and future on Zhu Biao. He is keenly aware that Zhu Biao likes officials who are close to the people, Zhongzheng, peace, A down-to-earth subordinate—the father and son have the same preferences.

Therefore, since joining the company, in line with the principle of working hard and pleasing his superiors, Changsun Wanguan has treated everyone who came in with the same enthusiasm.

After all, maybe when Zhu Biao will come to inspect?It's good to be seen by the leader for a while.Long-term preparation is for a moment of glory!

He's not a nice guy, but a good subordinate.

There was a flame burning in the background of Changsun Wanguan, watching the old Taoist walk into the kitchen with his arms around the old man's shoulders, and then he called a few people back to the donkey cart.

"Pick it up, send it to the cell, ask what it does, come and report to me if there is anything wrong, and make a record and file it if there is nothing wrong."