Great Husband of the Northern Song Dynasty

Sima Guang never thought that he would ascend to the sky one day, and the higher the higher.

"Help!"

His character needs to be restrained and rigid, so as to conform to the appearance of a gentleman.

But now he had forgotten the stereotypes, screaming in panic.

It's more than a hundred steps away from the ground, and it's definitely crushed.

Sima Guang thought of many things. From his childhood to the present, things flashed through his mind quickly, but very clearly.

The old man is dying!

He looked at the sky desperately, remembering Li Bai's poems.

So he recited with a tremble.

"The dangerous building is a hundred feet high ... the hand ... the hand can pick up the stars. Dare ... Dare not to speak loudly, panic ... Huh! Why did the old man forget that lead?

Sima Guang in despair remembered the lead, and he stretched out his hand without pulling.

So he looked around and found a small torch.

"Shen An's young man was very thoughtful, and he was really a good person!"

Sima Guang let go of the accelerator handle he had been stepping on, and lit the torch by the afterglow.

Without oil entering, the flame of the nozzle gradually shrank, and finally maintained a small flame.

Sima Guangxing chanted that Shen An was a good man, and then lit the lead.

The lead was burning fast, and Sima Guang also found that the airbag had stopped climbing.

"Huh! Yeah! It stopped if it didn't fire? Oh! I knew the old man wouldn't step on it."

Sima Guang thought of the embarrassment he had called for help, and he couldn't help but be a little surprised.

"After going on, you have to say thank you to Shen An. But this time the old man lost, it's shameful!"

It was high above the sky, and there was no one left. Sima Guang completely released his guard and opened his heart ... No, there was something.

A bird flew over the edge and looked at Sima Guang curiously.

Sima Guang has never been in contact with such big birds at such close distances, and he couldn't help beckoning, "Come and sit with the old man."

The big bird looked at him and suddenly croaked twice, flapping his wings and heading high.

"Those immortals are accompanied by cranes, can't the old man just want to be with the birds?"

Sima Guang was very melancholy. After lifting the mask, he was a little childlike.

咻咻 ......

Suddenly a sound came under the bamboo basket, and Sima Guang only felt a shock, and immediately began to ascend again.

"what……"

He was completely ashamed.

What's the matter?

"Shen An ..."

Isn't this saying that this is life-saving?

How is it terrible now?

At this moment Sima Guang hated Shen An.

The old bird that had previously flew high looked dumbly at Sima Guang's old face again. Then the bamboo basket knocked it out and knocked it out.

puff!

Sima Guang shouted holding the fainted bird.

"Help……"

The spout soon became unbalanced, and the airbag began to skew towards the left.

Immediately, the nozzle on the right suddenly stopped spraying, and the airbag tilted toward the right ...

The old man is dying.

Sima Guang's last regret at the moment is that he promised to be the first to ride this thing. What ascension, this time, the old man really wants to ascend!

"what……"

His scream continued.

The gunpowder in the spout was finished, and the airbag gradually recovered its balance.

The fire oil still provides the flame constantly, and under the accurate calculation of She Hui, the flame can slowly lower the airbag.

"what……"

Sima Guang felt that he would definitely fly directly out of the sky, so he kept screaming.

"what……"

He suddenly felt as if he was stable.

What do you mean?

Sima Guang opened his eyes and saw the roof.

The roof under the sun looked magnificent.

Is this the Temple of Heaven?

Sima Guang was excited and could not help shouting; "Are there any fairies?"

No one answered him, the airbag was still falling slowly.

"Fairy ..." Sima Guang had a dream since childhood, no, most people have a dream of becoming a fairy.

Longevity, longevity and heaven ...

How beautiful!

Now Tiangong is in sight, Sima Guang can't help but tremble with excitement.

He was afraid of everything.

"Disciple Sima Guang begged to see the fairy!"

He tried to make his voice very clear, it is said that in order to be fancy.

Then he saw a group of people in front of the hall.

This group of people is very familiar!

Sima Guang rubbed his eyes and then shook.

The airbag fell.

"Hold it!"

The priests who had made the big mistakes swarmed up. Some went to pull the rope and some went to pull the basket, quickly controlling the situation.

While Sima Guang looked at Zhao Shu and others who were walking dumbly, he could not help looking up.

The sky is blue!

He looked down again, only to find that the so-called fairy palace is the imperial city.

"Disciple Sima Guang?"

Han Qi said eccentrically: "What does this mean?"

Sima Guang was ashamed and dying, and when someone was taken out of the basket, he said, "This matter ..."

He wanted to appeal, and wanted to protest Shen An's various dishonesty.

"you lose."

Bao Zheng came out, very pleased and said: "That ... Shen An, what did Sima Jianyuan lose?"

Shen An said very lightly: "He doesn't need to pay anything."

"What a good young man." Bao Zheng praised: "He lost to go to Dengzhou as an official, you Sima Guang lost nothing, patted the **** and left ..."

Yes! This game is not equal and unfair!

"Huh! This bet ..." Zeng Gongliang shook his head, very sighing.

Ouyang Xiu just sighed. He is a literary lord, and a sigh can make Sima blush.

Han Qi frowned: "Being a man ... it's as kind as an old man!"

Sima Guang had no face and had to resign.

"Go." Zhao Shu thought Sima Guang had good luck, otherwise he wouldn't really know what to do if he fell dead.

Shen An is a troublemaker!

Sima Guang, who was far away, suddenly felt something wrong and turned back: "No! The old man ascended to heaven, this is taking his life to take risks. This is not a bet? Is the life of the old man worth Shen's life in Dengzhou? official?"

He was very sad and indignant, and wanted to go back to explain, but Zhao Shu over there had already brought the group of ministers into the hall, and he would suspect the villain if he went there again.

Not mentioning Sima Guang's desire to vomit blood, after entering the hall, Zhao Shu had more light in his eyes and asked, "How high can this thing fly? Maybe ..."

He pointed to the top of his head, meaning that he might fly out of the sky.

This emperor is very bold!

Shen An said: "It can't."

He really wanted to say yes, then watched Zhao Shu sit up, soaring all the way, and finally he might land somewhere outside Bianliang City.

Thinking of a king like that would make people feel like a fairy, so innovation will be smoother.

"Why not?"

Zhao Shu seemed to have some obsessions with Feisheng, and Shen An sighed: "Your Majesty, people will die from heaven."

Who can go within the universe? Even if it is elevated, it will die of hypoxia.

Zhao Shu looked sad, obviously disappointed.

However, Han Qi was very proud: "Your Majesty, this matter should be publicized!"

Zeng Gongliang also awakened and rejoiced: "Your Majesty, once it is proclaimed, the people will think you are a real son ..."

"Lao Zeng!"

Han Qi suddenly said with a straight face: "Your Majesty is the real Son of Heaven."

"Oh oh!" Zeng Gongliang said embarrassedly: "Slipped, slipped."

Zhao Shu blacked his face, thinking that I was the real emperor, it seems that you Zeng Gongliang did not recognize it!

Zeng Gongliang, who was remembered as a small book, quickly made up: "Your Majesty, this is a flying sky. After hearing this, the people will surely worship, in the future ..."

The gentlemen smiled tacitly.

In the future, Zhao Shu's words will be more effective, and the prestige will be higher in the hearts of the people.

Good thing!

What is needed for innovation?

First, there needs to be a strong and prestigious leader.

Zhao Shu's toughness is enough, but his prestige is not enough.

What's up in the palace now ... Baby, soaring!

This shows that His Majesty is the Son of God, this prestige is really leverage.

But Shen An felt a little wrong.

Is n’t this feudal superstition? Plus stupid people.

He wanted to make a suggestion, but Bao Zheng knew what he was thinking. At that time, His Majesty ’s prestige is stable, and this thing can naturally be thrown away. "

Gee!

These old men are really not easy!

A hot air balloon flew up, and they immediately thought of the prestige used to enhance Zhao Shu.

He wanted to tell the truth about the hot air balloon, so that the miscellaneous knowledge would be more attractive, if not done properly, it would lead to religious worship.

Uh!

worship!

Bao Zheng nodded slightly at him ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Shen An understood.

He co-authored the **** for his own sake, and felt that once this thing was disclosed as miscellaneous knowledge, it would cause some unexpected consequences.

Sure enough, **** is still old and spicy!

Shen An admired secretly.

"This thing can be used for observation!" Bao Zheng immediately turned to the topic, "Your Majesty, the two armies confronted each other. Da Song has such gods to observe the enemy's situation at high altitude. With this treasure, the Song Dynasty army will be more confident in winning the battle. "

Bao Zheng had been to the battlefield, so what he said was very convincing.

Zhao Shu fantasized about that scene ...

The two armies confronted each other, the army was borderless, and the helpless ones were fighting against the enemy, but they could not see the enemy ...

The lookout screamed desperately on the pole and couldn't see clearly.

At this moment, a balloon slowly rose.

"Your Majesty, the number of enemy troops ..."

"Your Majesty, the enemy is coming from the left ..."

Anticipating the enemy's opportunity is the prerequisite for victory. With this condition in Song Dynasty, it really is ...

"Your Majesty, good stuff!"

Han Qi said excitedly: "With this thing, we can see that the enemy is changing, and if the enemy wants to attack, it is a dream ..."

Artifact!

Zaifu were excited.

Bao Zheng said: "Your Majesty, the greatest threat to the Song Dynasty is the Liao people. Last time we won at the Yanmen Pass, but the Yanmen Pass was narrow and the army could not be displayed. The Liao Army was still an ant attack on the city ... so the war was not enough It ca n’t be said that the Song Dynasty is more powerful than the Liao people ... but now with this ... what is this? "

The gentlemen are very happy, and so is Shen An. He said: "Hot air balloon."

"hot air balloon……"

"Yes, it's a hot air balloon!"

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