"Windmill?" Ji Jingbai had never heard of it.

"Yeah!" Ye Guoguo immediately had a little head. "It is mainly composed of bellows, handshakes, car buckets, leaking grain buckets, air outlets and other parts. It is a wooden device for air outlets. If we have a windmill, as long as we shake hands, there will be wind."

The more we talked, the more excited the Ye Guoguo became: "We poured the dried rice we had cut into it and shook it hard. The wind would blow the shaggy millet, grass chips and other messes out of the air outlet, and the good millet would fall vertically from the funnel. As long as we connect a rice basket below, the millet would fall into the rice basket."

"This can also make rice with bran," Ye Guoguo said again. "The bran will blow out, and the rice will fall down, which can make the rice cleaner."

Ji Jingbai could roughly imagine what kind of device it was, and said, "Let's go back and draw a picture, and draw the structure carefully so that Carpenter Yao wouldn't know how to do it."

"Um!"

Then, Ye Guoguo and Ji Jingbai went back to draw pictures.

Just as Ye Guoguo was drawing a picture and Ji Jingbai was watching, Beigao Kingdom, the imperial palace, and the magnificent hall, Emperor Beigao and Sheng Zixi were sitting opposite each other.

Sheng Zixi was dressed in ordinary people's clothes, and it was obvious that he was secretly from Beigao Kingdom.

"The Sixth Prince is so brave, he actually came to Beigao like this." Emperor Beigao smiled. But his smile was not enough to reach his eyes. "Aren't you afraid that I will kill you?"

Sheng Zixi smiled calmly and said, "Killing me will not be good for you. On the contrary, if you don't kill me and help me, it will be good for you."

"Oh?" Emperor Bei Gao dragged his voice and took a sip of tea slowly before sneering: "The Sixth Prince is afraid that it's not a mistake. Bei Gao has attacked Dongyu, and Dongyu has suffered numerous casualties. If it weren't for the regent of your country, I've already slapped Dongyu. The Sixth Prince should hate me to the core. Why did he come to ask me for help?"

"The winner is the king and the loser. If Dong Yu is really trampled by Bei Gao, then it will be just Dong Yu is incompetent." Sheng Zixi was still calm.

Emperor Bei Gao only sneered and asked, "What do the Sixth Prince want me to help?"

Sheng Zixi said: "I miss you to attack Dongyu again."

Emperor Bei Gao was stunned at first, then smiled and said, "I began to doubt your identity. Is it really Sheng Zixi, the Sixth Prince of Dongyu?"

Sheng Zixi smiled and said, "It's like a fake one."

Emperor Bei Gao only lowered his eyes and slowly stroked the edge of the teacup, as if he was thinking about something. After a while, he asked lukewarmly: "Why?"

Sheng Zixi then said: "I want to be the emperor. Emperor Dongyu."

"Have ambition!" Emperor Beigao laughed. "So, you use me?"

"It's a helper."

“What’s the difference?”

"Actually, it's not that you really attack Dongyu, but that you just want to attract most of Dongyu's troops. I can attack the imperial capital." He paused, "Don't you want to kill Ji Xiaoran?"

Emperor Bei Gao instantly gritted his teeth: "I dreamed of it!" If it weren't for Ji Xiaoran, his brother and his brother would not have died in battle!

At that time, his mother and brother led the troops to attack Dongyu, but a Ji Xiaoran suddenly appeared in Dongyu. He won every battle and finally killed his mother and brother!

He always remembers this revenge!

But Ji Xiaoran was so powerful that he led his troops to fight. No one could defeat him at the moment, so he could only endure it for the time being.

Sheng Zixi smiled and said, "As long as you help me and pretend to attack Dongyu, Ji Xiaoran will definitely lead troops to retreat immediately. There was Ruan Mufeng who could bear this great task. Although he was not as powerful as Ji Xiaoran, his leg was broken now, so he might have been in a wheelchair in the future. This time, Ji Xiaoran must be here."
Chapter completed!