I saw many novel things, talked about it overnight, and the beautiful blueprint drawn by my imagination of the future, step by step, and it was extremely clear, completely shocking Jiang Ziya and deeply aroused his interest.

The village near the manor is a vassal of the Yaxiang Mansion, and Yin Hao can make the decision completely.

In this era, the master had the right to kill and seize everything in the fief.

Earlier, he dispatched a group of villagers to teach papermaking skills. The villagers did not dare to resist at all, but could teach the skills and give them the treatment, which made the villagers grateful.

This is the benefit of this era. If you want to do things, just say an order and obey the orders.

It took nearly a month for Jiang Ziya to enter the classroom.

There is a blackboard in front and the table is covered with chalk. There are more than forty children aged six or ten, each of whom is curious and afraid, and dare not make any noise.

In front of them, there were a simple book!

"Papermaking, movable type printing, pinyin literacy, and blackboard and chalk...!" Jiang Ziya's heart was surging, "With such a powerful tool, who can't read in the world? The torrent of humanity is like the sun in the east, emitting endless red light. My Tao is here."

He began to water the seedlings patiently.

"Jiang Ziya, this is just the first step!" Yin Hao glanced at it and returned to the manor, with a thought turning in his mind, "Once the light of civilization spreads, I don't know if the gods and Buddhas in the sky can stop it?"

“A few years left to make arrangements!”

"If Jiang Ziya had never gone to Xiqi, I wonder if King Wu would have defeated Zhou?"

"I'm afraid it's hard to stop this!"

"Sage? Conferred God?"

"Xiao'ao has been silent for thirty years, and I have also developed ambitions!"

"My little arms and calves also want to try it. What kind of turmoil can it cause in the torrent of humanity?"

"Even if I die, I will not waste my life!"

Yin Hao had already burst into ambitions in his heart.

In the pride of laughter, I was still a little worried in the first fifteen years, but after fifteen years, the arrangement was completed, so there was nothing to worry about.

In the next fifteen years, in peace, I was silent.

He collected ancient books from the world, enriched himself, carried the foundation of the future, and returned to the world of God. He had a not-so-young heart, and had the ambition to truly see this world.

Going with the flow? It is difficult to sit and watch the storm.

Then take the initiative to integrate!

Jiang Ziya is the best breakthrough point in the game.

"Will I be taken aback by a great immortal and be taken as a disciple?"

Yin Hao shook his head and laughed.

At the grand ceremony at the end of the year, Yin Hao followed his grandfather to the hall. He stood in the corner, but found that King Zhou was lazy and lacked much energy, and seemed to be unable to be interested in political affairs at all.

"Alas, the king has been addicted to wine and sex recently and can't extricate himself!"

On the way back, Bigan sighed.

"The king used to be wise and powerful, and expanded his territory and had great martial arts. But how did he change so much now?" Yin Hao asked, "With the king's character, it shouldn't be like this? Especially recently, there have been repeated rebellions around him!"

"Yes, I can't figure it out!"

"Grandpa, when did it start?"

"Let me think about it, by the way, it was after worshiping the Nuwa Temple! There is also a poem...!"

Speaking of this, his face turned pale after a pause.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible!"

As if he had thought of planning something terrible, he shook his head one after another.

"You've thought of this a long time ago?"

Bigan looked at his grandson.

"Grandpa, think about it carefully, what are the differences before and after the King's worship?"

Yin Hao asked without answering.

"The day before the worship, the king was busy with government affairs and cared about the situation in various places. But after worship, he immediately indulged in wine and sex, and was close to Fei Zhong and Youhun. He didn't care about it before, but now when he thinks about it, the changes are so great, fundamental, fundamental…!"

Speaking of this, Bigan's heart was filled with cold air.

"Grandpa, what kind of existence is a saint?"

Yin Hao asked again.

"I don't know!" Bigan shook her head, then pulled Yin Hao into the carriage, "Follow me to go to Nuwa Temple!"

The incense in Nuwa Temple continued to spread, and the grandfather and grandson walked in easily.

The statue in the middle is vivid. No matter how well the carving is, no palace maid is charming, let alone attracting poems like King Zhou.

On the wall, the traces of King Zhou engraving the poem with his sword are still there, but nothing can be seen.

After Bigan burned incense, she knelt down and prayed in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "Nuwa, if the king has any sins, please add them to the old ministers! Now the vassal state is in great power and turmoil, and the king is the lord of the revival. If there is an accident at this time, the great merchants will be in danger and the people will live in poverty!"

Yin Hao looked at the statue of Nuwa, and his mind was in a daze.

In the world of laughter and proud, he collected a lot of ancient books and learned about what happened at this time.

It is recorded that Emperor Xin was talented and very sensitive to hearing and seeing things. He was extremely talented and capable. He had the power to sway the nine oxes and had the power to ease Liang Yizhu. He was deeply pleased with Emperor Yi. After Emperor Xin ascended the throne, he attached importance to expanding his territory and sent troops to attack the tribes of Dongyi, expanding his territory to the Jianghuai area at that time, and expanding his territory to the coastal areas of Shandong, Anhui, Jiangsu, Zhejiang, and Fujian.

He emphasized force, neglected politics, and neglected governance. The princes were originally powerful, but later they indulged in wine and sex, and were close to villains and far away from wise ministers. In the end, the princes rebelled and were killed by King Wu.

Yin Hao couldn't help but think of Li Longji, who was so powerful at that time, with the world, the country was strong and the people were rich. Unfortunately, in the later period, he began to enjoy it, neglect politics, and eventually the powerful dynasty began to collapse at its strongest period.

Another one, Yang Guang of the Sui Dynasty, had strong ambitions and enterprising spirit, but was arrogant and arrogant, very happy to be successful, stubborn, and did not distinguish between closeness and alienation, which eventually ruined a unified dynasty.

Although these three are different, they all have great flaws. In an era when emperors were supreme, once the government orders were wrong, the dynasty would fall apart.

However, after all, it is a world in mythology and legend, and there are differences.

"As a saint, even if Nuwa is not as powerful as she imagined, she can still think about it and see the whole picture with a glance, and see the fallen leaves when she sees autumn. How can she not realize that King Zhou's nature can be written with such poetry?"

Thinking of this, Yin Hao's body shook.

"Even if the secrets of heaven are blinded, how can we not notice it with the wisdom of a saint? With her ability, it will not be difficult to track down the source. Who would be willing to offend a saint?"

"If Nuwa was really angry, how could she let only three little demons take action?"

"Is it what Nuwa did in writing a poem?"

"Or, she just followed the flow?"
Chapter completed!