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Chapter 37: Guozuo's Luck Point! (2 in 1,4K)

However, while Xie Lin was looking around, Zhu Zhanyong had quietly got into the carriage and was preparing to return to the palace.

On the way, I remembered what happened to King Zhao. Xie Jin's obstruction of advice was too much, which made His Majesty unhappy. It was the emperor's right to appoint who he wanted to be the crown prince. Since ancient times, it has been taboo for monarchs and ministers to seize power.

Zhu Zhanyong has always been worried about this matter.

As the carriage drove along the bumpy Chang'an Avenue, he took out the piece of smooth jade. At this moment, Lu's voice sounded in the jade, and it was rumored that he had arrived in the capital.

Zhu Zhanyong was wondering if he could go to the history of Lu. He didn't expect that when he closed his eyes, he would experience an unexpected journey. His consciousness passed through a halo like a door, and when he opened his eyes again, he saw a world full of old traces. Somehow

To describe this state, there is no trace left by oneself, as if it is with time.

In Jicheng, the majestic capital of the Yan Kingdom, a carriage rolled on the broken bluestone, and the wood made an overwhelming creaking sound. Lu lifted the curtain and caught a glimpse of the people in brown clothes walking on the streets.

The heavily fortified capital, with flags in the sky and trumpets blaring, has suffered the worst drought this year.

The people could no longer survive, and the State of Yan was preparing to send troops to attack the State of Zhao. He shouldered the mission of lobbying Lord Fengyang, and the Manchu government and Wang Ji took his success or failure as the order to attack.

Seeing the envoys from the Zhao Kingdom returning, the miserable people of Jicheng gathered around one after another, eager to know whether the overbearing Zhao Kingdom would let the country go.

The carriage did not stop.

Lu lowered the curtain. It would be better for Marquis Yan Wen to announce this matter.

Passing through the bustling market, the people were reluctant to give way to both sides.

With a heavy heart, Marquis Yan Wen and his guests stood in front of the palace gate and saw the approaching convoy. The Yan and Zhao countries were in the same situation, but the weak Yan country was often restrained by the Zhao country.

Even after sending many envoys, they could not ease the relationship between the two countries. If this diplomacy failed, they could only send troops to demonstrate against Zhao, but this was the most helpless move for the Yan State, which had been suffering from drought and food shortage for a long time.

Unable to restrain himself for a moment, Marquis Yan Wen strode to the carriage and asked, "How was your trip?"

Su Qin bowed and bowed, as if he had just done an insignificant thing: "The King of Yan sent me as an envoy to the State of Zhao out of his trust in me, and I have lived up to your high expectations. The alliance between the State of Yan and the State of Zhao

It’s been achieved!”

Marquis Yan Wen's trouble sleeping and eating these days suddenly turned into laughter. Yan's national power is not as good as Zhao's. Even if he can win by chance, there is Qi in the south who is eyeing him.

Unexpectedly, the diner in front of him who was hungry and defected to his sect had the ability to persuade Zhao Guo.

"I really did not misjudge you!"

Su Qin did not show any pride when receiving such courtesy: "Although I facilitated the alliance between Yan State and Zhao State, the prosperity of Yan State's national strength is the most reliable way to protect the people. After the mission, I mentioned the saddle in the letter, hoping that the king

I can take it to heart.”

That treasure can enhance the national strength of Yan State, there is absolutely nothing wrong with that!

Faced with the high cost, Marquis Yan Wen tactfully advised: "I haven't heard that the Mohists have this thing. The king of the Song Dynasty delayed the farming season to build a high platform for entertainment, which led to the decline of the national power of the Song Dynasty. This is the same reason!

"

Su Qin was very determined, and even looked at Yan Wenhou, as if what he said was from the bottom of his heart:

"I came to join the Yan State not because the Yan State is strong. On the contrary, it is because the Yan State is weak and needs people like me. If Marquis Yan Wen is unwilling to accept my advice, there will be no use for me to stay in the Yan State."

Marquis Wen of Yan did not believe that the saddle had such a huge role. In his lifelong understanding, the chariot was the master of the battlefield. However, in order to keep Su Qin, he reluctantly replied: "I am willing to accept it. Please stay in Yan State to continue."

Help the poor."

Su Qin knew that Zhu Zhanyong was looking at him, so he raised his head and looked at the dim sky of Yan Kingdom, and laughed.

[Su Qin’s mission to the State of Zhao is completed, the State of Yan’s State Zuo has increased, and you have obtained 200 Guo Zuo’s luck points]

[Guo Zuo's luck points can accelerate attribute abilities, project ability usage, and extend Guo Zuo's luck. 1,000 luck points can be converted into one year of Guo Zuo]

It should be his gift of saddles to Lu that influenced the historical direction of Yan State.

Zhu Zhanyong did not appear surprised. Judging from Lu's mission, he could influence the events of Lu's era to a certain extent, and eventually return the luck points to other countries based on the degree of completion of the matter.

And Guo Zuo’s luck point.

Abilities that can speed up his use, such as the creation of heavenly creations, or the extension of the kingdom.

Zhu Zhanyong seemed to understand the reason why Su Qin and others were still alive. It was to increase his luck in the country.

The worst ending is that Su Qin dies and the abilities extracted from him disappear.

Time seemed to have not moved. Zhu Zhanyong could feel the unique bumps of Chang'an Avenue. According to the hour, the carriage should have reached the Meridian Gate. He had to ask Lao Zhu for real confirmation.

Lao Zhu's voice came from the jade stone: "You just closed your eyes. Why, did something weird happen?"

It seems that Lao Zhu doesn't know either.

The carriage returned to the palace, and just after entering Xizhimen, Zhu Zhanyong heard that King Zhao accompanied his Majesty to visit Wenyuan Pavilion, and then began to blame the prince.

"King Zhao wants to start with the completion of literature, but doesn't want the prince to make meritorious deeds?"

Zhu Zhanyong felt that King Zhao was still clever. Yongle was praised for several things by later generations, one of which was the Yongle Ceremony.

This is Zhu Di's heart's desire, and his emphasis is equivalent to Zheng He's voyages to the West.

Come to Wenyuan Pavilion.

Zhao Wang Zhu Gaosui stood in the center of the Wenhua Palace, overlooking the surrounding officials, and his solemn gaze finally fell on Zhu Zhanyong:

"Zhan Yong, you and the emperor's uncle are descendants of the Zhu family with the same blood. The emperor's uncle should not accuse you of your faults, but this matter requires a lot of manpower. If it is not done well, the money and salary paid by the imperial court will be the same as the amount of money."

What a different sound.

"These are the people's fat and the people's anointing!"

Zhu Zhanyong came late: "May I ask King Zhao, what did Zhanyong write?"

Before Zhu Di could respond, Zhu Gaosui was a little gloating about his misfortune, and said without hesitation: "In Palace Nineteen, cast an iron pillar twenty feet long and stand it in the northwest of the imperial city. It can avoid the fire from the sky. Although it is not a danger, a glimpse

Ye Erzhi knows that if everyone is so negligent, I'm afraid the ceremony will have to be held a fourth time."

During the Yongle period, a fire broke out in the Taihe Hall, Zhonghe Hall, and Baohe Hall, and millions of taels of silver disappeared in the flames.

Zhu Zhanyong felt that since the grand ceremony was all-encompassing, the method of avoiding sky fire should be recorded in it, but it was indeed a fantasy to avoid lightning against King Zhao and others.

Zhu Zhanyong thought for a while: "This book is so vast that it is inevitable to make some mistakes..."

Feeling that he had caught Zhu Zhanyong, King Zhao smiled: "Zhanyong is right, but you took the initiative to agree to your majesty, and now you say it is inevitable. If I make a military order with the king of Han, but lose the battle, what should I do?

Woolen cloth?"

Zhu Zhanyong was speechless.

This is the truth.

King Zhao said this probably because he wanted to replace the prince and complete the literature review, so that he could not only rule the Jiushei army, but also stay in the capital for an extended period of time.

The battle for the right to inherit the throne has always been like this, there is nothing to say.

But Zhu Zhanyong didn't want to give this credit to others, so he raised his head and asked: "Uncle Sanhuang knows craftsmanship?"

"It doesn't make sense."

"Then how dare you say that what Zhan Yong said is true?"

Seeing that King Zhao was stunned, Zhu Zhanyong said: "My grandfather, His Majesty the Emperor, didn't ask me why I included it in the grand ceremony."

Zhu Di also felt that Sun Er was not a reckless person and was about to hear his next explanation.

"The imperial court strictly ordered that the buildings outside the palace should not be higher than the palace. The Forbidden City became the tallest palace in the capital. The Fengtian Palace was 13 feet high. Thunder was not strong at high places, so it was frequently struck by thunder from the sky, and even trees caught fire when struck by thunder."

"Not to mention that the dome of Fengtian Palace is all made of seasoned wood. Although there are water tanks all over the palace, who can pour water on the golden roof of the palace in a palace ten feet high? There are only hundreds of thousands of taels of silver, and nothing will happen if it is burned. , Sun Chen would not dare to imagine if the emperor’s grandpa were to read the music in the palace.”

Zhu Zhanyong's heartfelt words made Zhu Di feel worried.

A palace can easily cost hundreds of thousands of taels of silver, and only a few hundred thousand taels of silver. Zhu Di couldn't say such a thing. If the palace really attracts thunder and fire because of its towering height, this matter needs to be treated with caution.

"Is it true? If you tell nonsense, I will punish you."

In order to stop the crowd from talking, Zhu Zhanyong has decided to let them see it with their own eyes: "My grandfather, the Emperor, doesn't believe it because there is no record in the classics. Why don't you try it? When there is thunder and lightning, ask people to hold up the lightning rod and stand. On the palace wall of the Forbidden City.”

King Zhao was doubtful, but there was no loss anyway, so he said happily: "Father, why don't you listen to me?!"

Zhu Di's eyes flashed slightly. He never knew why the thunder fell from the sky. He just thought it was because he was stupid and was punished by God. If this was true, it would be worth a try.

He turned sideways and sent someone to Si Tianjian to ask when there would be a thunderstorm. He got an answer that would be as fast as three days or five days at most.

Zhu Di made up his mind and ordered to Huang Huang, an official of Wenyuan Pavilion: "Three days later, in the Meridian Gate Guangting, I want to see if the iron needle can avoid the fire from the sky. As for the necessary equipment, let the Ministry of Works prepare it."

Zhu Zhanyong said: "No need, Sun Chen can prepare this."

Return to the side hall where you live.

Prepare the iron cone for making lightning rods, extract the 4th [Tiangong Creation], consume 6 Guozuo Luck Points, and the iron cone as thick as an arm in front of you will shed its skin quickly.

[Ordinary lightning rod, after use, can cover a ten-mile radius of the house, and can avoid thunder]

Zhu Zhanyong was shocked.

No wonder when you don’t add points, you feel like a God-made creation can roll an atomic bomb with your hands. It turns out that after adding Guozuo luck points, it can be automatically generated from materials, but it still requires materials.

Originally an arm-long iron needle, it was seamlessly connected by extremely advanced welding technology, with no gaps at the interface. It seemed like it was itself.

And the Guozuo luck points consumed are not high.

It was only six o'clock, probably because the lightning rod was easy to make. Zhu Zhanyong thought that not all creations should have six o'clock.

Also comes with a description of the scope of use.

The range of hand rubbing should not be so wide. After all, a general lightning rod only protects one house, and it would take him two days of rubbing to make this seamless iron needle.

Zhu Zhanyong immediately decided that from now on, [Tiangong Creation] would use Guozuo Qi to transport points.

………

Returning from the palace.

Zhao Wang Zhu Gaosui came to the Han Dynasty Palace, stepped into the front hall with flying steps, took a sip of tea and said slowly:

"Father has decreed that in three days' time, in the Meridian Gate Guangting, the examination documents will be complete!"

"Why are you so happy?" Zhu Gaoxu, the king of Han Dynasty, blew tea carelessly.

Although the King of Han was said to be dull, he was very strategizing when using his troops and was a good general in the army. However, he could not think clearly about some things.

King Zhao looked at his eyes seriously: "My father doesn't like the prince at all. If this doesn't work out, it will be difficult to entrust the prince with important responsibilities in the future! At that time, I can take over from the prince to edit the ceremony and stay in the capital."

The King of Han still had doubts in his heart: "What if it is true?"

"I asked the Ministry of Works, Camp, Repair and Cleaning Department, but I have never heard of such a method. These were all thought up by Zhan Yong. He was afraid that I would not dare to try them. Since ancient times, thunder has been a punishment from heaven. How can it be done by just a mere person?

Bound by an iron needle?"

King Zhao took a sip of tea, and the eyes reflected in the cup were full of insight.

Three days passed in the blink of an eye.

Today is the promised time.

Zhu Zhanyong ordered the young eunuch to install an ordinary lightning rod on the Yanchi Tower next to the Meridian Gate, with the other end going straight to the ground.

Looking up at the sky above the Forbidden City, lead-colored dark clouds are constantly piling up. Accompanied by strong winds and the sound of rolling war drums, it seems as if there is a hole in the sky covered with cloth, and white light is constantly shining through.

Zhu Di came to the arch hole of Fengtian Gate with a lantern under the large canopy umbrella held by the eunuchs.

Zhu Zhanyong was ordered to stand beside him.

The officials stood respectfully at the rear. The King of Zhao and the King of Han looked calm, while Zhang Shi stood excitedly behind the British Duke Zhang Fu. Only the Crown Prince Zhu Gaochi had a solemn expression on his face. Admittedly, he did not believe it either.

Zhu Di was also curious about something he had never heard of: "How to start?"

Zhu Zhanyong took the initiative and said: "Your Majesty, Grandpa, please order someone to hold up the iron needle on the Yanchi Tower to start. However, if Sun Chen sends someone to the third uncle, he will inevitably say that I have done something wrong, so it is better to let the third uncle's

Go as an official."

The official of King Zhao turned pale when he heard this.

But……

Zhu Di's silence was a sign of acquiescence.

The subordinate officer had no choice but to bite the bullet and run to the Yanchi Tower at Meridian Gate, but Zhu Zhanyong had already received the news.

[Normal lightning rod is turned on to avoid lightning within a radius of ten miles]

The eunuchs at the Meridian Gate were impatient.

I saw rainwater trickling down from the city gate. In the heavy rain, the eunuchs held on to the ladder. King Zhao climbed up to the eaves of Yanchi Tower with an iron needle and held up the lightning rod. It was windy and rainy, and the lightning flashes illuminated the sky and the earth to look after him.

Sheng's figure.

boom!

A heart-stopping thunder.

Roaring, angry black clouds seemed to be about to crush the Forbidden City. Thunder and lightning flashed, but not a single thunderbolt fell yet.

Zhu Gaosui's voice was blown away by the strong wind, and he continued intermittently: "Oh, father, you saw it, this is the fifth thunder... What did I say?"

Wangshan was running to death. Zhu Zhanyong estimated that the few attacks just now were too far, beyond the ten-mile protection range.

Boom!

The Forbidden City was as bright as day and disappeared in a flash.

Immediately afterwards, all the thunder in the sky seemed to be attracted, and lightning struck one after another.

The officials widened their eyes and saw streaks of silver lightning illuminating the Meridian Gate wall, while the black shadow standing on the Yanyi Tower had disappeared.

Zhu Di stared at this scene blankly.

In the past, why the thunder fell down on the palace, and the doubts in my heart seemed to melt away. It was precisely because of the towering palace that the emperors of all dynasties actually issued edicts for it.

Sure enough, as explained, it attracted all the thunder from ten miles away. Zhu Zhanyong thought it would be better to stay at Jinchuan Gate:

"What do you think Sun Chen said?"

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The emperor calls his grandfather the emperor. The queen calls his grandmother the queen. If the emperor's younger brother calls himself the younger brother, he calls himself his or her younger brother. The emperor calls his eldest brother his majesty the emperor. "Records of Taizu of the Ming Dynasty"

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ps: The emperor's grandson should formally call the emperor his majesty, grandfather, emperor, but the title is too long. However, the protagonist is growing up day by day, and he always calls the emperor grandpa.

Good? In addition, it may be that the background setting, etc. are too slow to unfold, and the data is average compared to the same period, so this chapter is a two-in-one chapter for pursuing reading. Please give me a recommendation vote for pursuing reading~
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