After traveling through time and becoming the county magistrate of Da Zhou, Lin Xiao just wanted to lie down.
Sugar, cement, simple street lamps... All they do is make small inventions to make their lives more comfortable. Seeing that the roads in Taoyuan County are not littered, the people live in peace, and I sit on the ice and relax every day, this salty life is simply perfect.
Until that "Mr. Zhou" from the capital came into the county seat.
"Where can I get this sugar as fine as sand and snow?"
"Can a city wall made of cement resist the enemy?"
"This thing... You call it an 'elevator'?"
Lin Xiao put on a fake smile and skillfully passed the blame: "Secret recipe passed down from ancestors, country tricks, not worth mentioning."
He thought he could fool him, but he didn't know that the noble young master in front of him was none other than the current empress Zhou Xi. On the day when the imperial edict to return to Beijing was delivered, Lin Xiao could no longer lie down on his couch.
As a result, county magistrates who did not want to fight were forced to go to Beijing, and souls who did not want to take over were forced to take over the empire's infrastructure. From the land of a county to the mountains and rivers of a country.
Many years later, when faced with questioning by historians, Lin Xiao, who had already gained all the power in the government, sighed: "I really just want to be a salted fish, but Your Majesty... The terms she gave are too generous."
The empress on the dragon throne smiled slightly and looked at the group of confidante behind him who were good at winning each other - the miracle doctor, the female general, the God of Wealth, the secret agent...
"Ai Qing's 'forcedness' seems to have been fruitful?"
