Qiao Tianchang looked at the children and raised their eyebrows and asked, "You have made great achievements this time and are being rewarded. Tell me what you want?"
Several children told them what they wanted, but Qiao Moshang and Shi Song didn't respond.
"Where are you two?"
"Dad, I don't have to."
"Uncle, I am the same. I have gained a lot." After coming here, his uncle gave him a lot of help and was willing to give him guidance many times. He also found him such a good master. He was very grateful and also Very contented.
Qiao Tianchang was a little surprised when he looked at the two of them: "Okay, you two have made up your mind and come over and tell me."
"good."
Qiao Tianchang took the children back, and Ning Mengyao asked curiously: "How is Tianchang?"
"It's very easy to use. I've asked them to make some more. Shi Song is mainly responsible for this." Qiao Tianchang explained to Ning Mengyao.
Ning Mengyao looked at Qiao Tianchang in surprise. She didn't expect that the things these children messed with could be used. It was really surprising.
"Who do you think came up with this?"
"Probably Shang'er." Qiao Tianchang said directly.
He still knows his son's preferences, and he is very interested in these congratulations. He often sees him learning from people who are proficient in this field.
"Um?"
"Shang'er may be very talented in machinery." Qiao Tianchang did not tell Ning Mengyao directly, but said with a smile.
Ning Mengyao looked at Qiao Tianchang helplessly: "If Shang'er is really interested in this, then I will find two people from Tongbaozhai to teach him." Ning Mengyao thought for a while and said.
"It's up to you." When it comes to children's education, Qiao Tianchang often acts as the hands-off shopkeeper.
Ning Mengyao rolled her eyes at Qiao Tianchang, is she still such a father? This is simply not too much.
Qiao Tianchang laughed at the look in Ning Mengyao's eyes, put his arms around Ning Mengyao, kissed her heavily on the face, and then said with a smile: "Don't I believe you?"
"That sounds nice. I think you are just trying to be a hands-off shopkeeper." Ning Mengyao said with great disgust, and at the same time she glared at Qiao Tianchang with dissatisfaction.
Qiao Tianchang laughed loudly: "I'll listen to you. Whatever you say will be whatever you say."
Ning Mengyao was speechless by Qiao Tianchang's statement. She could only feel that she was making trouble unreasonably
He glanced at Qiao Tianchang with disgust, reached out and pushed him away: "Don't come close to me, is it hot?"
"I'm not hot." He had long been used to wearing heavy armor in the military camp every day, and he really didn't pay attention to the temperature.
"I feel hot."
"Dad, are you disliked by your mother?" Qiao Moshang, who came in later, saw this scene and couldn't help covering his mouth and snickering. He felt that his parents were really interesting.
Qiao Tianchang rolled his eyes at his son. Can he not be so obviously gloating about his misfortune
"Boy, it seems like your skin is itchy." Qiao Tianchang said through gritted teeth.
"That's definitely not true. I came to see my mother about something, but I don't have time to argue with you." After saying that, he quickly walked away without giving Qiao Tianchang a chance to speak.
Qiao Tianchang looked at his son amusedly and shook his head helplessly. This boy really deserves a beating.
It’s not that the people on the other side of the desert didn’t know about the huge commotion in Xiao Country. They knew it, but there was nothing they could do about it.
"My lord, if this continues, our people in the Xiao Kingdom will be completely wiped out. What's wrong with that?" In the desert royal family, the ministers below looked at their lord with great concern.
"How is Wu Ziyun?"
"Master, he has escaped." The people below said tremblingly.
"What? How could someone escape?" Wu Zhong looked at the people below coldly and asked in annoyance.
The people below said with a wry smile: "There are his subordinates in the cell, but we never knew that last night, they took advantage of the chaos and took the people away."
"Damn, fortunately he is poisoned, so even if he is really fine, he can't do anything." Wu Zhong said coldly.
Wu Ziyun is the seventh prince of Da Mo. He is only thirteen years old now, but he has a cold personality and good methods. He is the real candidate for the lord of Da Mo. However, last year, the position of lord was taken away by him.