Showdown: Opening and Wu Zetian's wandering on the deserted island

Chapter 13

"A thousand dollars?" Shangguan Waner was stunned. The poker was too expensive.

Wu Zetian didn't feel anything at that time. It was only a thousand dollars. It was nothing for a big Zhou emperor.

"Immortal, do you have a bamboo tube?" Wu Zetian looked at Jiang Yichu and said.

"Bamboo tube? How old are you still using bamboo tube? Now you use paper." Jiang Yichu said, taking out a piece of white paper and a brush stained with ink.

"Immortal, what is paper?" asked Wu Zetian suspiciously.

Shangguan Waner also doesn't understand. How can she write without a bamboo tube?

At the thought of this, she was very happy, so she didn't have to write an IOU?

"You don't know the paper?" Jiang Yichu frowned and touched the white paper.

"In fact, this is not real paper. The resources on the island are limited. I had nothing to do with bark before."

"Bark? Made of immortal bark, can you write?" Wu Zetian frowned slightly.

"Your Highness, the bark is so dry. Don't mention writing. It hurts to touch it." Shangguan Waner shook her head.

"Just try it." Jiang Yichu smiled mysteriously.

After hearing what the immortal said, Wu Zetian hesitated and picked up the brush to write on white paper.

As soon as I started, the soft slippery feeling was on the paper, and a martial word was written out.

"This?" Wu Zetian looked at the paper and was stunned.

Sacred objects, even if they are written in good silk, I'm afraid it's not so easy?

"Your Highness, your highness, what's the matter with you?" Shangguan Waner looked at Wu Zetian and asked with concern.

"Immortal, where does this paper come from? Why is it so magical?" Wu Zetian asked excitedly with her eyes shining.

It's amazing. You can do whatever you want. If it can spread in the great Zhou Dynasty, it's definitely a treasure.

"It's just a piece of paper, isn't it? And it's very rough." Jiang Yichu looked at Wu Zetian with white eyes.

Well, the drama spirit is attached again.

"What is a piece of paper? It's clearly a treasure, a real treasure." Wu Zetian's mood is still difficult to calm down.

"Wan'er, come and try."

"Yes." Shangguan Waner had been curious for a long time. Hearing this, she immediately took the brush and began to write eagerly.

After writing a few words in a hurry, Shangguan Waner was confused.

"Your Highness, your highness, if this thing can spread in the great Zhou Dynasty, our books can spread all over the history."

The bamboo tube used by Da Zhou is not only troublesome when writing, but also easy to fade and inconvenient to save.

But this paper is different. It's a real artifact.

"Immortal, please accept my worship. Can you ask how much this paper costs?" Wu Zetian calmed her mood and asked.

"????? it's a little too much. It's worthless. You want a thatched house and a bunch of ass wipers." Jiang Yichu said indifferently.

Poof!

"Wipe your ass with paper, immortal, you are a precious natural thing." Shangguan Waner stared at the boss.

Wu Zetian was also a pain in the heart, and sighed: "waste, it's too waste."

"Get it, write the IOU quickly, and we'll continue to come." Jiang Yichu urged.

Although the two men in front of us are beautiful, they seem to be very stupid and must be punished severely.

Wu Zetian quickly finished writing the IOU and said painfully, "it's kind of..."

"Will you come or not?" Jiang Yichu dealt the cards again.

"Come on." Wu Zetian carefully collected the paper.

............

In the afternoon, Wu Zetian and Shangguan Waner sat loveless.

"Immortal, you've gone too far." Shangguan Waner said wrongfully, looking pale.

Wu Zetian's face was also ugly: "I'm tired and don't play anymore."

"OK, the IOU has been written. You two owe me more than 100000 now." Jiang Yichu is in a happy mood.

Poof.

Hundreds of thousands!

Shangguan Waner cried. That's her money for ten years.

Wu Zetian forced herself to calm down and smiled, "immortal, I'm tired. I'll have a rest first."

Then he hurried out of the land of right and wrong.

Shangguan Waner didn't dare to be alone with the immortal, so she followed Wu Zetian closely.

After collecting the IOU, Jiang Yichu smiled: "these two fools owe me so much money. When we get out of the desert island, we should exchange it well!"

Then he went back to his room.

Today, I was struck by thunder and playing cards. I'm really tired.

........

Late at night, Wu Zetian tossed and turned: "Wan'er, did you sleep?"

"Your Highness, Wan'er hasn't fallen asleep yet." Shangguan Wan'er answered.

A long silence.

"Well, your highness, can you have something on your mind?" seeing that Wu Zetian was silent, Shangguan Waner asked with concern.

"Yes, I don't know when I can return to the great Zhou Dynasty." Wu Zetian sighed softly.

Having seen all kinds of good things of the immortal, she can't wait to pass them back.

"Wan'er doesn't know, but I believe this day won't be too far." Shangguan Wan'er comforted.

Wu Zetian didn't speak. As the queen, how could she not know that this was a comforting word?

Suddenly, a loud male voice came.

At first, they didn't really hear it, but as the sound became louder and louder, they both heard it clearly.

"Your Highness, this seems to be the voice of an immortal?" Shangguan Waner said uncertainly.

"It's the immortal's voice. He seems to be talking about poetry?" Wu Zetian listened quietly.

"People have joys and sorrows, and the moon has Yin, Qing, yuan and Duan. This matter is difficult to complete in ancient times. I hope people will be long and beautiful for thousands of miles."

A loud voice spread in the room, and Wu Zetian's eyes brightened: "good poetry, good poetry, I didn't expect that the immortal was still a talent."

"Immortal's poem means metaphysics." Shangguan Waner also praised it.

Neither of them is mediocre. Although they have read many ancient poems, they are far from those of immortals.

"This poem has other meanings. The immortal may be homesick." Wu Zetian analyzed.

"Hey, the immortal is homesick too." Shangguan Waner nodded similarly.

In another room, Jiang Yichu didn't know that Wu Zetian and Shangguan Waner thought much.

He looked at the round moon in the sky and said, "Hey, it's best to recite this poem."

... if they knew that immortals were used to describe the moon, they wouldn't know how they would feel.

I'm afraid I'll be angry.

The next day, Jiang Yichu woke up and was ready to make breakfast.

He looked at the conditioning box and frowned: "what's the matter? Do those two guys eat salt? There's no salt."

"Forget it, forget it, you can only make part of it."

Jiang Yichu presented some seawater with a bamboo tube, filtered it again and again, and then waited quietly next to it.

Although the salt made from seawater is crude salt, it can also be eaten.

Wu Zetian and Shangguan Waner walked out of the room and saw Jiang Yichu at a glance.

"Immortal? What are you doing?" asked Wu Zetian.

"Nothing. I'm making salt."

Wu Zetian:!

Shangguan Waner:!