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But at this time, Lin Weiyan had to lower her head to suppress the gap in her heart. Lin Weiyan lowered her head sadly, and suddenly Lihua knelt down to Zhang Tingdao with tears in her eyes: "Sir!"
Zhang Tingdao quickly took a step back, and his fat body quickly got out of the way. His speed was in sharp contrast with his body shape, but he didn't care much about it. The other party was just a poor family. Even if he married General Ouyang in the future, he would be able to
However, Zhang Tingdao said nonchalantly: "Miss Lin killed me." He didn't mean to step forward to help me.
Lin Weiyan sneered in her heart, but she also knew that she was begging for help. She held back her tears and put a sealed letter on the table: "Please save my father for the sake of being a loyal member of the Lin family. My little girl knows the sin."
It's not serious enough for the prince to take back his life, but my father is old and is now seriously ill in bed. I beg Mr. Zhang to give this letter to the prince. Please forgive my father for the sake of my father's loyalty to the country of Yan.
"
After Lin Weiyan finished speaking, he kowtowed vigorously, and his crystal tears fell on the floor one by one. His soft face was even more pitiful.
Zhang Tingdao looked at the woman on the ground. The tearful face made the hard-hearted Zhang Tingdao a little moved. Zhang Tingdao's expression moved - he looked at the woman in front of him. She was very beautiful. She was beautiful enough to make men feel pity. General Ouyang loved her. It was rumored that Sun Qingmu loved her.
Such a person once admired her, and the words she wrote on the envelope were also beautiful. Such a woman... Zhang Tingdao began to weigh the gains and losses. The prince wanted to marry a woman... Lin Weiyan was also a woman...
Zhang Tingdao frowned slightly when he thought of this, but Lin Weiyan is General Ouyang's woman. Who knows that this childhood sweetheart whom General Ouyang treasures so much, wouldn't he offend General Ouyang for this benefit...
Lin Weiyan had expected that the old fox would not compromise so easily. Lin Weiyan gritted his teeth and thought for a while before taking out the banknote from his sleeve: "Please grant me your permission."
Zhang Tingdao has seen a lot of banknotes, and there are many with larger face values than this. Zhang Tingdao didn't even look at them: "Miss Lin is too difficult for Zhang."
Lin Weiyan wiped the corners of his eyes, with some bruises on his forehead: "Sir, take a look first before talking."
Zhang Tingdao glanced at Lin Weiyan and picked up the banknote on the table. He wanted to see how much this little girl could give him. Zhang Tingdao suddenly opened his eyes wide and looked at the saint's calligraphy behind the banknote. He had found this authentic painting.
It has not been found for a long time. It is said that it was buried under the underground palace with a great emperor three thousand years ago. It was also said that it was buried with the fire. I didn't expect it to be in the hands of this girl.
Zhang Tingdao looked at Lin Weiyan again and his eyes had become enigmatic. She could tell that she was looking for this famous post, which showed that the little girl was very unusual. He liked to cooperate with smart people.
Lin Weiyan was not surprised by Zhang Tingdao's change. Although Mr. Zhang didn't have any ideas, he loved to collect genuine products, and this post would definitely make Zhang Tingdao's heart flutter.
Zhang Tingdao was indeed moved, it could be said that he was delighted. His son loved this copybook so much. If he gave it to his son... hehe... "Miss Lin just wants this letter to appear on the prince's desk?"
Lin Weiyan leaned over and said: "Exactly, I beg you to make it happen."
Zhang Tingdao squinted his eyes slightly and studied the copybook in his hand. He was not in the mood to ask Lin Weiyan why he didn't ask Ouyang Niyu. He didn't care what the two people were up to. In short, he didn't mind 'helping' for this post. As for the consequences,
He didn't bother to ask questions.
Lin Weiyan came out of the teahouse and finally breathed a sigh of relief: "Old fox! A holy post has been covered in dust. I don't know if he understands it or not. Let's go."
"Yes, miss." The waiter followed the miss and asked hesitantly: "Miss, should we just leave like this? What if Mr. Zhang regrets..."
Lin Weiyan shook her head: "No, although Zhang Tingdao has no words, he keeps his promise. Since he promised, he will definitely do it." She is now more worried about what she will do next.
Shi Ku was still worried: "What if the general knows..." said...
Lin Weiyan suddenly looked at Shi Ku with a sharp look: "Only you and I know about this matter. If the general knows about it, be careful what happens to you."
"Slave, please obey."
…
After Zhou Tian finished reviewing the excerpts, he stretched his body without any image.
Eunuch Lu immediately handed over the tea and hurriedly rubbed the prince's shoulders: "Thank you for your hard work, prince. Drink some bird's nest to replenish your body. Your Highness does not need to work too hard. There are many ministers here, and the prince should take good care of his body."
Zhou Tian picked up the bowl, cooled it and took a sip: "I know." Zhou Tian looked in the direction of Che Yexue and found that he was still playing with his wooden beast. Zhou Tian suddenly asked: "Has he had lunch?
"
"Back to the prince, I'm not the same as you."
Zhou Tian asked strangely: "Where is his servant?" He was not always with Yixue to take care of him.
Eunuch Lu squeezed the prince's shoulders and lightly punched the prince's arm: "I didn't see you, so I probably didn't follow you."
Zhou Tian reassured Yan Gu: "Stop pressing, pass the meal." Zhou Tian walked towards Zi Che Yexue and squatted down to be level with him: "What are you studying? Didn't you come out after you finished it?"
When Zi Cheyexue heard this, she raised her head and glanced at Zhou Tian blankly, and then the strangeness in her eyes flashed away: "Let's see if what you said is feasible."
Zhou Tian pulled him up: "Whether it's okay or not, you have to eat first."
Zi Cheyexue's nerves were a little short-circuited just after she was removed from the wooden beast. She stood up and sat down with Zhou Tian in a daze. By the time he came back to his senses and started to cry, the food was already on the table.
Zi Che Yexue looked at the simple three dishes and one soup on the table in surprise, and then looked at Zhou Tian who was eating: "You can eat these."
Zhou Tian took a bite of tofu: "Are you picky about food?"
Zi Che Yexue once again put her eyes on the table. No matter how hard his life was at Jixia Villa, it would still be better than having a meal on Sunday. Thinking about this female crown prince, and then looking at what she ate after a busy day, Zi Che Yexue
Xue suddenly asked: "Xiaotian, do you rely on picking up yang and replenishing yin to replenish your belly every day?"
When Zhou Tian heard this, he resisted the urge to crush his chopsticks, smiled slightly and said, "Good boy, it's about picking up yang and replenishing yang."
Eunuch Lu looked at Zi Che Yexue who wanted to refute.
Zi Cheyexue looked at Eunuch Lu blankly, and suddenly said: "What are you looking at me for? Is there something on my face? Xiaotian, look at my face."
Zhou Tian quickly turned his face towards him and said, "Eat." Fortunately, she thought this guy was good before, and she almost stepped into the trap of admiration. Looking at his current behavior, Zhou Tian didn't know if he wanted to
Killing her: "Brother, do you want to eat bamboo shoots? I'll give them to you?"
Zi Cheyexue picked up the bowl: "I eat tofu!"
Zhou Tian went to pick up tofu for him speechlessly: "Eat, eat, it's all your effort."
Zi Che Yexue lowered her head to eat, but she was thinking about Zhou Tian, who ate simply. She worked hard but no matter how hard she tried...
Seeing that Zi Che Yexue wanted to speak again, Zhou Tian picked up the plate of tofu and stuffed it into his mouth immediately: "Uncle, please eat it."
Eunuch Lu quickly took the plate out of his mouth, pulled it away after it was stained with Zi Che Yexue's saliva, and quickly returned the rest to the prince. The prince only had two dishes, so he couldn't give them all to Zi Che Yexue: "
Your Highness, eat slowly."
Zi Cheyexue looked at Eunuch Lu again, thinking that this father-in-law is really amazing: "Xiaotian, please give him to me."
When Lu Yongming heard this, he almost hit him to death with the whisk in his hand, but... unexpectedly...
Zhou Tian pulled Eunuch Lu away comfortingly: "It's okay, it's okay, it's just a sign that he likes you."
Zi Che Yexue asked again: "Do you really like Su Shuiqu?"
Zhou Tian immediately looked up at the sky and thought that a thunderbolt would strike her to death: "I don't like anyone but you, that's all."
Zi Che Yexue immediately said: "No! I don't like you. I like a real woman. She must be as virtuous as my mother. I have sworn to marry a gentle woman."
"Very good, I have also sworn to marry a man who can cook. Dear Master Ziche, can I have dinner?"
Zi Che Yexue nodded helpfully: "You can eat it." But the more he thought about it, he still felt that something was wrong: "Can Ouyang Niyu know how to cook?"
Zhou Tian rubbed his forehead and wondered why he thought of Ouyang Niyu again: "No, so I dumped him."
Zi Che Yexue was right when she thought about it. Zhou Tian was not enthusiastic about Ouyang Niyu. Zi Che Yexue lowered her head and took a mouthful of food, then suddenly raised her head: "I really don't like you, don't fall in love with me.
"
When Eunuch Lu heard this, he stared at Zi Che Yexue's chair legs, as if they had been kicked off by him.
Zhou Tian was very grateful for not receiving his favor. Just as Zhou Tian was about to continue eating, a young eunuch came in from outside: "Prince, Lord Yin Huo wants to see you."
Zhou Tian put down his bowls and chopsticks, wiped his mouth, and returned to the study in front of the screen: "Please come in, Mr. Yin."
Zi Che Yexue looked at the dishes on the table and listened to the Meng family talking about various things outside. Zhou Tian seemed to sigh in disappointment, and was obviously absent-minded when he came back to eat.
Zi Che Yexue looked at Zhou Tian and couldn't help but think, otherwise he would sacrifice something to make her like him.
…
She went to Nanzhoufang on Sunday afternoon. Although the Meng family's rejection disappointed her, she still had to live her life.
The most commonly used types of knives in the South Workshop are 'Yue', 'Fengzui', 'Qu Dao' and 'Pen Knife'. Because the mine resources are returned to the state, South Workshop has a steady supply of good raw materials, with low prices and low costs.
Although not high, the weapons reserves in the South Workshop have increased exponentially to provide the most effective weapon support for the next year's battles.
Zhou Tian casually picked up two knives and waved them twice, very skillfully: "Thank you for your hard work, do a good job."
"The prince is full of praise."
Zhou Tian looked at these reserves and thought about how much to give to Ouyang Jiajun: "Is there still a problem with Guduo's bone spurs now?"
"Go back to Your Highness, it's ready for smelting."
Zhou Tian nodded and was very satisfied with the development of South Workshop. It was good to have such steady progress. After all, tempering swords and spears requires real skills.
Zhou Tian came out of South Workshop and went directly to Gongnuyuan.
The Yan Kingdom's world-leading weapon is the crossbow, which is the most effective weapon for long-range attacks. Zhou Tian is most satisfied with the Huanghua Crossbow. It can be used by a single soldier. Both in terms of attack power and carrying flexibility, it is the most practical crossbow.
It is a type used in marching and field operations, and is one of the weapons equipped in large quantities by the military.
Zhou Tian wasn't worried about the weapon. She didn't need to worry about it because Zi Cha Yexue was there. She was worried about the arrow. The slightest deviation might affect the shooter's accuracy.
Zhou Tian casually grabbed a handful of arrowheads, which were point steel arrowheads. The arrowheads were designed to be oval and similar to bullet heads.
Zi Che Yexue suddenly appeared from the corner: "What are you looking at? I don't like it. I spent a lot of time discussing with my colleagues and decided to use this arrow shape."
Zhou Tian was startled and threw the arrow back: "There's nothing wrong with it." He just felt that the Qin Dynasty used a three-diamond shape, but thinking about their production model, it was too far-fetched for Yan Guo to do it: "Make a few three-diamond curved ones."
Let’s try the arrows, each interface has the same length.” The airflow driven by the Qin Dynasty’s arrows when flying is equivalent to today’s bullets, and the smoothness is incredible.
Zi Che Yexue was somewhat impressed by Zhou Tian's proposal: "But it is difficult to standardize polished curved surfaces, it cannot be mass produced, and it is unrealistic to cope with battlefield consumption."
Zhou Tian frowned thoughtfully, examining other arrows, while thinking about the questions she could remember, but unfortunately, the history of Qin's weapon manufacturing is mostly in the stage of speculation. When it comes to polishing the details, many of them are historical mysteries: "
Use a grinding wheel." It was a mystery at the time, but thousands of years later, a replacement can still be found and it is speculated that it can be restored.
"Grinding wheel?" Zi Cheyexue wants you to do something.
Zhou Tian could only think of a rough idea. This probably isn't necessarily correct. It just means that a curved interface can be polished, but no one knows how people in those days made the polished curve become a texture.
It’s not artificial: “Try it, try a few and see the effect.”
Zi Che Yexue thought, it's not like buying steamed buns. You said I would make them for you after seeing the effect. But considering that she was a prince and had to work so hard to go to the workshop, Zi Che Yexue 'reluctantly' decided to try a few for her.
: "I know, come back in two days, go out, it's hot here." It's cold outside, the temperature difference is too big, and it's easy to get cold.
Zhou Tian looked at him blankly: "I won't leave, what are you going to do? I'll tell you how to polish it." It takes a lot of craftsmanship to achieve the same speed of air flow in Mitsubishi's arc shape. If you can, you can go one step faster.
When Zi Cheyexue saw Zhou Tianzhen's intention to roll up his sleeves and join in the fun, he thought that the prince like you is not like the legendary man who plays with men and falls asleep in your harem to join in the fun.
Zhou Tian asked people to find a grinding wheel, pass a wooden stick through the middle, and set it up on both sides. The base was made into a mechanism with a wrench. When stirring, the grinding wheel was driven to move, so that the grinding force was uniform and there was no error as much as possible.
Zi Cheyexue asked someone to melt the iron block and watched Zhou Tian playing with this worthless grinder: "What are you doing?"
Zhou Tian installed the manual handle, and she didn't care if her clothes were stained with oil. After a while, she squatted down to install the thread: "You can use it later, please invite some skilled masters to come over."
Zhou Tian has been busy in Gongnuyuan until the sun goes down. With frequent opinions from Zhou Tian and Zi Che Yexue, ten experts polished a total of eight Mitsubishi arrows. The arrow surface is Mitsubishi arc-shaped, and each interface is of equal width, etc.
Long, convex in the middle, contracted on both sides, somewhat like the tail fin on the back of a bullet.
The archery masters changed the arrows to the arrows and used the crossbow to test its balance. Using crossbowmen of the same level, replaced different arrows and fired repeatedly, the Mitsubishi arc hit rate was higher than the arc.
Ziche Yexue looked at the data sent back from the crossbow testing workshop of the Gongnu Academy and said worriedly: "The effect is good, but the production may..."
Zhou Tian also knew: "Go first, as many as there are." A small gap also has many variables on the battlefield.
Eunuch Lu looked at the sky. It was already very late, and the palace confinement time was approaching: "Prince, it's time to return to the palace. It won't be too late to come back tomorrow."
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Now it’s 1468. The monthly ticket deadline is over 100 at 7pm. I’ll add another chapter. (*^__^*) The content of the chapter is to express my condolences to Su Shuiqu. **But it’s nothing. I’ll update it tomorrow. It’s the same. I just have an unscrupulous thought.