[A gentleman is good at fake things. If he fakes a horse, he will travel a thousand miles; if he fakes a boat, he will cut off the river...]
This is the core purpose of this decree. Along with the official seal of the five-clawed yellow dragon and auspicious cloud patterns under the Chentian cover, the document was conveyed to the two cities and one fort belonging to him before sunset, making it like a tightly fitted gear, taking orders.
move.
Looking at the vast distant mountains, Chen Tian knew that the more than 800,000 civilians under his command were going crazy based on this, because the puppetry technique had always been monopolized by aristocratic families, and civilians had no possibility of professional learning.
Now Chen Tian stands in the position of a ruler, but he personally opens the promotion path for the common people. For the common people, this is undoubtedly the ladder to a better life.
Regardless of whether he is greedy for pure incense telekinesis or he is sincerely serving the people, this move will definitely improve the quality of life of more than 800,000 civilians.
After all, the mere invention of the draft plow immediately increased food production for the common people by two to three times. Now that the art of machine puppetry has been introduced to the people, one can imagine the great success.
In fact, Chen Tian has wanted to do this for a long time.
But I have never been mature enough.
It wasn't until he was reviewing official documents in the morning that he received news from Zhongyizhuang in Shanlinyuan. It was said that Zhangju had a bumper harvest thanks to the nourishment of the earth's atmosphere by the fairies of plants, trees and flowers.
As a result, the people will not give up using organ puppets because the cost of spiritual stones is too high. Instead, they can give full play to the people's wisdom and promote the iterative upgrade of organ puppet technology.
"When everything comes, move according to the time." Chen Tian sighed secretly, vaguely feeling the ingenious and mysterious feeling of following the manifest way of heaven.
By the time everyone had dispersed, the sun was already hanging on the roof, and it was noon.
Chizhu approached Chentian and said politely: "Liu Wenhui, the leader of Liuyintang, asks for an audience."
"No need to call him in, let's go over." Chen Tian walked down the parade platform, walked across the school grounds, nodded to Fan Changxiang, and walked straight to Liu Wenhui under the viewing tower.
"I've met Mr. Liu."
Liu Wenhui is the most virtuous and highly respected senior among the thirty-six sects in the Northern Region, second only to Fan Sheng of the Hekun Sect.
He received a lot of courtesy from Chen Tian, and with the support of Liu Yintang, he regained his glory a thousand years ago and became a famous doctor Xingmen in Cangxi world.
For no other reason than comprehending the Curse of the Cricket and slowing down the aging process of Chen Tian's spiritual power, it was enough for him to leave a mark in medical books.
"There is no need to be polite, the deity." Liu Wenhui stepped aside and bowed deeply in return, "I was entrusted by the Tong Sect Master of Xianyin Pavilion to take care of the deity. May I ask if you are okay these days?"
"Mr. Liu is a master of medicine and is proficient in the art of seeing and hearing. Wouldn't he know better than me?" Chen Tian smiled.
Liu Wenhui laughed: "I just couldn't figure out why the deity looked so handsome, so I asked the question. The forbidden curse on the deity was actually greatly loosened."
In fact, Liu Wenhui had already noticed something strange about Chen Tian when he stepped off the military parade platform. Logically speaking, Chen Tian had the curse of the cricket on his body and had experienced arduous battles, so he must be haggard.
But now, when I look at it, I see that it is exceptionally rich and handsome, with full sides of the Yintang and ruddy Longting.
If Liu Wenhui had not seen Chen Tian's haggard appearance with his own eyes, he would not have believed that he still had the curse of the cricket on him. This is simply unbelievable.
"Don't hide your illness and avoid medical treatment. Tell Mr. Liu the truth." Chen Tian smiled and explained, "Ms. Yang is the founder of the Hehuan Sect. The secret technique of Luosu is surprisingly effective in restoring the meridians of the Dantian."
The secret technique of Luosu?
It turns out that the Hehuan Sect’s Fangzhongshu technique is not a ridiculous rumor?
Liu Wenhui was stunned, stroking his beard and thinking deeply. He felt that the notebooks left by his ancestors piled up in Liu Yintang were worth looking through again.
"I heard that Mr. Liu intends to donate a magical weapon..." After Chen Tian was polite, he talked about the topic, "Is this true?"
"That's right." Liu Wenhui collected his thoughts and pointed to a green cow truck behind him.
It was covered tightly with linoleum cloth, and a dozen hemp ropes formed a square outline, which was probably a box.
"Can it be displayed here?" Chentian was curious, but did not immediately lift the linoleum cloth.
Liu Wenhui looked around and saw Fan Changxiang leading bus training on the school field, and there was an endless stream of people.
"I guess not. The power of this old thing is amazing. I'm afraid of hurting innocent people. May I ask if there is a more open place?"
Now it was not only Chen Tian who was curious, but Lan Lan blinked and wanted to see through the box under the linoleum cloth, and answered quickly:
"There are gods, there are!"
"The workshop of Qianji Pavilion is close to Zishui, and the mechanism Xuanhu is being assembled here. The place is quite big!"
Chen Tian nodded and followed Lan Lan to the Qianji Pavilion workshop near the dock. On the way, he happened to meet migrant workers taking a lunch break. They saw the supreme and infinite god coming in an ox cart, and their curiosity was very intense.
[To be honest, I have been using Yeguo to read and catch up on books recently. I can switch sources and read aloud with many sounds. www. Android and Apple are available.]
So they carried their rice bowls and followed Chen Tian from a distance, gathered around the water and wanted to find out.
Cheng Yiliang heard the roar of people outside and quickly dropped the carving knife. When he went out, he saw an extremely strange scene.
God?
Mr. Liu?
I can understand if either of them visits Qianji Pavilion alone, but if they both appear at the same time, what kind of drama are they going to stage?
"Don't ask, Master Cheng. I don't know the origin." Chen Tian patted Cheng Yiliang's shoulder and said with a smile, "But you came just in time to see what Mr. Liu's magical weapon is like."
It was okay not to listen to the explanation, but now Cheng Yiliang became even more confused after hearing it. He and Liu Wenhui had been together in Luwu Mountain for hundreds of years, so they knew everything.
Even if he said that Liu Wenhui had the ability to bring the dead back to life, he didn't doubt it at all, but when it came to offering a magical weapon, he didn't believe it anyway.
"Old man Liu, are you trying to steal my job?"
"You're going to ruin the place and ask the gods to watch?"
"Alas, the old man has a plan." Liu Wenhui shook his head and sighed, looking lonely, as if he had something to hide.
This intrigued Cheng Yiliang and he couldn't help but ask: "What did you miss?"
"I shouldn't have cured your stutter in the first place." Liu Wenhui put on a joking expression on his face and retorted, "I didn't expect you to be such a mouthful."
As soon as he finished speaking, the whole audience burst into laughter. Chen Tian never expected that the always upright doctor would actually have such a venomous side in front of his old friend.
Cheng Yiliang rolled his eyes and simply stammered: "No, don't talk so much about it, just take it off and let everyone take a look."
After enough trouble, Liu Wenhui opened the linoleum cloth with a smile on his face, revealing a box as big as a wardrobe.
Under the paint-red exterior, there are tiny holes drilled densely on the front, like a beehive, and you can faintly smell the pungent smell inside.
This smell is very familiar. If it is there or not, it gives people a very hot feeling, but I can't remember what it is.
"Then what? How can this box kill enemies?" Cheng Yiliang was confused. Liu Wenhui took out a torch and walked behind the box, turned around and said, "You have to watch carefully and don't blink."