"Is this really the case?" Qin King Yiren asked with a frown.

"Reporting to the king, it's true, Ju Zizhou is still going to provide relief to the peasant congregation."

"I called out all the information in my hand, and went to help the gangsters..." Yiren frowned: "Is there any way to enrich the people and strengthen the country in the old Zhuangjia studies?"

"There is no one in the old Zhuangjia studies..." The eunuch shook his head: "But I heard that there is another branch of Taoism, Yang Zhujia studies."

"Yang Zhu Family School..." Yiren frowned: "Where is the prince?"

"The prince has always been disguised as he follows Ju Zizhou recently."

Yi Ren nodded. Although he was still a little doubtful about controlling Ju Zizhou, he at least calmed down.

You Zheng'er will take control of him...

Ju Zizhou is always a little different.

"What about the copper and iron furnace?" Yiren asked again: "How is the development of iron materials?"

"The research and development of better iron materials is still underway."

Yi Ren nodded: "It's enough to maintain stability."

...

"Little nobleman, why are you sitting here? Don't you play with everyone?" The tall woman sat down, staring at Ying Zheng with her peach blossom eyes.

Ying Zheng shook his head and said, "I don't like playing, so I don't go."

"Oh, the noble man likes quietness. Are he a scholar?" the woman asked.

Ying Zheng nodded: "That's true."

"Scholars are good. They are knowledgeable and kind and righteous..." The woman said in a nagging manner, Ying Zheng was a little impatient.

"Pity?" Ju Zizhou's voice sounded at the right time: "You are bullying my junior brother here again, aren't you?"

The woman in front of Ying Zheng felt a little helpless: "Why did the noble man speak like this? How dare I bully the noble man? I can't bear to love him!"

The fifteen-and-six-year-old woman turned her head, glared at Ju Zizhou fiercely, and walked away regretfully.

Ying Zheng looked at Lian leaving quietly, then looked at Ju Zizhou: "I think they are very strange!"

"What's strange?" Ju Zizhou asked.

Ying Zheng thought about it and shook his head: "I can't say it, but I always feel it's strange."

I feel that I am not very smart, and I act quite bored, can't see the purpose clearly, and I am indulging in pleasure. Fortunately, I am wasting my time on boring things, and I don't know how to fight for my own benefit...

Such a person...

Ying Zheng didn't know how to describe it.

Ju Zizhou rolled up his sleeves: "This is the average person!"

He handed the newly roasted rabbit meat in his hand to Ying Zheng, sat down and said while eating meat: "Overyone is not as rational as you, nor will you have the lofty and loftyness of yours. Their world is different from yours. They cannot feel the benefits they can fight for, nor are they qualified to fight for them."

"Just survived, I have tried my best." Ju Zizhou bites rabbit meat like a kiss with a lover, slowly eating all the flesh and blood on his bones.

Ying Zheng frowned, took out a knife, and slowly cut the rabbit meat.

"It's July..." Ju Zizhou said.

"Is there any problem in July?" Ying Zheng asked.

"July, it's almost New Year." Ju Zizhou said: "We don't seem to have done anything meaningful this year."

"You don't dare to do it!" Ying Zheng said: "I am the prince now. If you want to do something that is not out of order, I can protect you, but you don't dare to do it!"

"The prince is not enough!" Ju Zizhou sucked his finger.

Ying Zheng frowned: "You always refuse to tell me the plan, how do I know whether you don't say enough is true or false!"

Ju Zizhou was silent for a moment: "Some plans, you may not understand them now."

Ying Zheng is only ten years old.

Ju Zizhou could not really determine his thinking position, and could not help but teach those more core things.

and……

Ju Zizhou turned his head and took a look.

The black bird with bright wings is eating meat and eating elegantly.

Ying Zheng was eating meat and suddenly asked, "Senior brother contacted me for purpose, right?"

Ju Zizhou nodded: "Yes, purposeful."

“What is the purpose?”

"Find a way to enter the Qin system." Ju Zizhou said.

"So that's the case." Ying Zheng nodded: "Actually, I am not the only opportunity for my senior brother, right?"

Ju Zizhou shook his head: "I don't know either."

"With the ability of my senior brother, you can go to the world so great..." Ying Zheng was a little envious: "Even I am just one of the many choices of my senior brother..."

"You respect me too much!" Ju Zizhou interrupted, "You know my purpose and the meaning of our lineage."

"So it's even more unscrupulous that such a single person can change the idea of ​​the whole world!" Ju Zizhou said solemnly: "I have some personal talents, which is correct, but I am not an omnipotent god. Personal abilities always have their limits."

"Just like you and me, the way to find jobs for these women and make money for them is not because of your and my personal abilities that have created these, but mainly relying on the transcendent existence of "Qin State" and your position in "Qin State".

"In other words, it is relying on the collective." Ju Zizhou said: "Relying on the collective and mobilizing resources with the individual's position in the collective, can such an effect be achieved. No matter how hard a person works or how talented he is, he is just a mere person!"

As he said this, Ying Zheng nodded: "I understand."

...

Chen Lang sat in the small temple to rest.

There are many gods in Chu, and the nobles always like to build temples of various gods of all sizes for their own sacrifices, and then show their extraordinary people in front of ordinary people.

After a while, he suddenly found something was wrong in the small temple where he was.

The statue of the god of Donghuang Taiyi fell crookedly on the ground, and on his arms, he was holding a pottery jar. The god of Yunzhong who was worshipping turned into a pile of waste firewood, piled in the corner of the wall, cleaned in the temple, and there was a large water tank behind the door.

The more Chen Lang looked at it, the more strange he felt.

Strange! So strange!

The farmers at this time were extremely superstitious about gods, and among the countries, the Chu people were the most superstitious.

In the temple of Chu State... why did the statue of the gods turn into firewood?

Chen Lang swallowed and clenched the bronze sword in his hand.

He slowly turned on the water tank, which was filled with a tank of clear water.

He approached Donghuang Taiyi, who was holding the pottery jar, opened the lid of the pottery jar, and saw half a can of raw white rice inside.

Someone lives in this temple!

Who is it?

Chen Lang thought, took his parcel and quickly walked out of the temple with caution.

After walking out for a moment, his stomach roared.

Looking back, I remembered the jar in Donghuang Taiyi's arms.

In the jar, there is half a can of white rice.

Although not much, it is enough for him to have a full meal alone.

Chen Lang shook his head.

Taking the right thing without asking is stealing! It is infringement on other people's private property!

He swallowed and walked towards a small village in his memory.

The more you walk, the wider and flatter the road, which gives Chen Lang an illusion of walking in Qin by himself.
Chapter completed!