A burst of miserable screams rushed straight into Jiuxiao, breaking the midnight tranquility of Prince Fu's Mansion!
"Conger...conger" Princess Fu rushed into Zhu Youcong's room immediately, hugging him with tears streaming down her face and calling softly.
"Mother..." Zhu Youcong buried his head in Princess Fu's arms.
Just now, Zhu Youcong dreamed about his parents in later generations. In later generations, his family background was not good. In the early years, his parents worked from dawn to dusk selling side dishes to support his family while he studied. Although the family lived in a rented house of less than ten square meters.
In the room, they eat the rotten vegetables leftover from their parents' daily sales. Bangzi also loves each other as a family. In an accidental car accident, his father lost his left leg. After being discharged from the hospital, the old man could not bear to use the pitiful compensation money to pretend to be himself.
He bought a wheelchair with prosthetic limbs, and he and his mother still held up their backs and supported their waists that were bent by life to raise him up; when he and a few friends started a difficult business together, his parents could not bear to drag him down.
But they handed him the passbook that was wrapped in countless layers, and the couple returned to their hometown in the countryside with two small bundles. Seeing that he had achieved some success in his career, the first thing that came to his mind was to buy an apartment and hurry up.
His parents came to enjoy family happiness together. Unexpectedly... Now he has traveled through time and become the prince of the blessed prince, with rich clothes and fine food, but what about his parents in future generations? After losing themselves as their only support, will they cry all day long?
Wash their faces? Do they still have the courage to live? Zhu Youcong doesn't know. He doesn't know anything now. Thinking of all this, he only feels bursts of heartbreaking pain!
"Don't be afraid, Cong'er, mother is here... mother is here!" Princess Fu patted Zhu Youcong's back, slowly comforted him, and softly hummed an unknown tune.
Maybe Princess Fu's comfort had an effect, or maybe Zhu Youcong really didn't know what to do, so he stayed up until dawn in a daze.
"Father, I want to go for a walk today." Zhu Youcong felt like he was about to collapse. Maybe going out for a walk could relieve his depression a little.
"Okay!" King Fu agreed without thinking, and ordered the servant next to him: "Hurry and prepare the car, call the guards, and go out for a walk with Cong'er. He was frightened last night, and he just went to relax today.
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Zhu Youcong was the only one going out this time, so he brought fewer guards with him. Along the way, the guards tried their best to divert Zhu Youcong's attention by picking and pointing out the novel things at the stall next to him.
But Zhu Youcong just couldn't get interested.
"Young prince, look at this big stone in your chest!"
"Young prince, look at the big transformation over there!"
"Wow - look, little prince! That man is spitting fire!"
Unknowingly, the group of people came to Luoyang East Market, where there were more jugglers. On normal days, Zhu Youcong would definitely be hooked, but today he really couldn't be interested.
"Look, little prince, there are a lot of people gathered over there, and there's a sign hanging!"
Zhu Youcong rolled his eyes, isn't he just watching? There will be many such boring people in the future. If you have a nosebleed and look up at the sky, you might be able to gather a bunch of people over.
"Eh? Whoever identifies this thing will be rewarded with a thousand taels of gold? Who is speaking so loudly?" The guard who clearly saw what is written on the sign will not do it. This is Luoyang, not a small rural town!
"Young prince, how about we go take a look?"
"Well..." What's the point of speaking louder? You can write whatever you like, and I haven't eaten garlic to smoke you! Annoying!
"Get out of the way, get out of the way!" After receiving Zhu Youcong's permission, the guards immediately became interested and worked hard to drive away the crowd in front, forcing a way for Zhu Youcong.
"What is this?" The guard was also dumbfounded. He had never seen such a strange thing before...
"Boring! Isn't it just a toy helicopter? It's also made of wood." Zhu Youcong took a look and didn't find anything exciting. Although Zhu Youcong in later generations didn't have this thing when he was a child, he didn't see others playing with it.
"Young prince, what is a helicopter?" The guard's eyes were full of admiration. Fortunately, he was Tianhuang, the young prince of noble blood. He recognized something that he had never seen before.
"Well, isn't it just relying on the driving rotors above to provide lift, and then adjusting the pitch of the small propeller at the back to offset the reaction force at different speeds generated by the large propeller to maintain balance?" Boring, boring, brother's mood
It’s already bad. When you go shopping, you still have to do some popular science! Wait...helicopter???
Zhu Youcong suddenly realized that something was wrong, and quickly picked up the toy helicopter on the ground and looked at it carefully. It was a helicopter, and it was a model of dual rotors! No, it was very wrong, although China was the first to make the original model of a helicopter.
——Bamboo dragonfly, but the real helicopter should not have been invented until around the 1940s! How could it appear here? And it is so realistic?
Zhu Youcong looked up at the stall owner. He was about thirty years old, with black hair and yellow skin, just like ordinary people! Even Leonardo da Vinci's earliest drawing of a double rotor could not compare with this model.
Could it be...could it be that the person in front of me is also a time traveler? I wonder if his parents in later generations were still alive when he time traveled. Maybe he is someone he can talk to!
"This young master..." Before Zhu Youcong could finish thinking about it, the stall owner opposite couldn't help it anymore. He held Zhu Youcong's hand so excitedly that he almost couldn't speak clearly.
"Bold! This is my little prince!" The guards never forget the power of a fox or a tiger.
"How presumptuous!" Zhu Youcong shouted at the guards and turned to the stall owner: "Sir, this is not the place to talk. Please..."
"Yes! Yes! But listen to the young prince's instructions!" The stall owner was also generous and nodded vigorously before Zhu Youcong finished speaking, not afraid that Zhu Youcong would sell him out.
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Zhu Youcong asked the guards to retreat to the door. He was not worried about the man in front of him getting angry. They even made a helicopter. Even if it was just a model, it was not simple. And he had just watched it carefully on the road.
Come on, this model is actually driven by rubber bands! The fact that people dare to offer a reward of ten thousand dollars is enough to show that this person is not only talented but also very rich. Maybe he is just as lonely as him and wants to find someone to talk to. Besides, the guards stood
It's not that far away. If something unexpected happens, can't you just jump under the table?
"Hey...brother, how long have you been here? You even have high-end products like helicopters! Tell me, which country did you come from before?" Without outsiders and not at home, Zhu Youcong had no worries.
.If he hadn’t still looked like that eight-year-old little fat boy, he would have looked like a **!
"This...I don't know if you can understand what I'm going to say..." The man looked at Zhu Youcong and continued: "My name in your Ming country is Mohuni, and I come from the Aslair galaxy...
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Isn't he a time traveler? Or an alien visitor? Mo Huni? I guess you are fooling me after this name! Zhu Youcong suddenly lost his energy and said, "Well!" He raised his hand to indicate for him to continue.
"Our expedition ship came here due to lack of fuel five thousand years ago on your planet. The captain sent us to look for alternative energy sources. One hundred and three years ago we met an Italian named Leonardo da Vinci.
It is said that he came from the future four hundred years later. He designed the original model based on the remaining memories, and we have improved it..." Mohuni pointed to the helicopter on the table and said: "But even such a genius cannot
The law tells us how to find fuel that can be used for interstellar flight. Later, we heard that your country has the most advanced technology today, so we came here to look for it, and unexpectedly we met you, the young prince!"….
"Fuel?" Wow - gossip, big gossip, it turns out that Leonardo da Vinci is also a time traveler? This guy in front of me? Well, forget it, he is still an interstellar friend for the time being, let's call him Mohuni
!This Mohuni actually lived for five thousand years? Why does he look so young?
"Yes, fuel! Originally, we could directly capture the solar energy you mentioned, but interstellar rules cannot destroy any galaxy environment where living things exist, and when obtaining resources, we must obtain the permission of the most intelligent creature in the galaxy, so we
We have to look around for humans who can provide us with guidance." Mohuni looked helpless, yes! Wanderers in any galaxy should have this desire to go home!
You can't even go home and still act according to the rules? Yes, this guy is good. Isn't your name Mohuni? You can't fool me, but you can't let me fool you either? The energy of the sun? Isn't it nuclear fusion?
Hehe... I just happen to know where the materials are! Zhu Youcong, the little fat guy, is starting to get into trouble again.
ps: Volume 9 of the "Concise Encyclopedia Britannica" writes: "Helicopters are one of the earliest human flying ideas. For many years, people have believed that the first person to propose this idea was Leonardo da Vinci, but now we all know that the Chinese
Medieval Europeans made helicopter toys much earlier."