The carriage stopped at the door of the craftsman's workshop, and before Xiao Zhige reached out to help, An Changqing got off the carriage by himself. Xiao Zhige looked at his back as he walked in quickly, shook his head a little helplessly, and could only follow closely.
The craftsman's workshop was built right next to the weapon. The front is the gatehouse and the front hall, the middle is the residence of the craftsmen, and the innermost backyard is where the craftsmen work. The first version of the drum cart developed was placed in the backyard.
An Changqing went in with the master, and saw a barrel cart with a height of almost 10 feet quietly placed in the courtyard. The large circular wheel was connected to the wooden barrel for water, and there was a water tank at the bottom. It was almost no different from what he had seen in his last life.
"Can you try it?" An Changqing asked.
The host said respectfully: "I haven't launched it yet. I made a smaller one before, and tried it in the water, but the water intake was too little, so we changed it to a larger one."
An Changqing looked up, thinking that he saw a drum cart in his previous life. An ordinary drum cart alone can irrigate two acres of fields. If it can be developed in advance...
"When can I get into the water?"
"I'm going to go into the water today." The steward said, "So I specially invited the princess to come and observe to see if there is anything to improve."
An Changqing was very satisfied with the speed of the craftsman's workshop, nodded and said, "Go, if you can make it, you will be rewarded."
When the boss heard this, his expression became even more excited. Hastily called someone else to deliver the trolley.
Craftsmen rely on their craftsmanship to eat and earn hard money. Nowadays, the princess not only gives high monthly money, but also is polite to the craftsmen. More importantly, he can often come up with new ideas, so the craftsmen in the craftsmen respect him very much.
The craftsmen simply disassembled the cart, and then used an ox cart to transport it to the river that had been explored in advance, and then reassembled the cart and placed it in the water flow. The water was turbulent, but after a while, the cart was slowly turned. The water intake wooden cylinder above the cart was filled with water and turned to a high place. The river water was poured into the sink and sent to the ditch in an endless stream.
An Changqing let out a deep breath, with an unprecedented look in his eyes: "It's really done!"
Xiao Zhige originally disapproved of him rushing around with the craftsmen, but he was deeply touched when he saw the drum cart start to run and deliver water with his own eyes. No one knows better than him the significance of this trolley to Yanzhou and even to the people of Daye.
In the future, it is only necessary to dig wide rivers and ditches, and then irrigate with drums and trucks, which saves a lot of effort from the irrigation that used to consume countless manpower. With adequate irrigation, crops will grow well and crop yields will increase. And the people no longer have to run around for irrigation, and can free up their hands to do other things...
Perhaps in a few years, the land of Yanzhou will no longer be so barren and impoverished.
Xiao Zhige's eyes were slightly warm, and he looked down at the person beside him: "The successful development of the barrel car will benefit the people of Yanzhou. The craftsmen have money, so what do you want?"
"Me?" An Changqing tilted his head and thought for a while, then smiled slyly; "I want the lord not to hold me back in the future."
These days Xiao Zhige watched him take a big step for fear of falling, as if he was still a toddler, and An Changqing couldn't bear it.
"..." Xiao Zhige was silent for a while, but in the end he still compromised: "I don't care about you, you have to be careful yourself. Although you can't see it for the time being, it's not the same as before."
An Changqing rolled her eyes and smiled, and took the initiative to hold his hand and shook it: "I'm measured. How long has it been since you slept well?" As he spoke, he poked his fingers on the black and blue part of Xiao Zhige's eyes.
Xiao Zhige has always been energetic, and he never showed signs of fatigue even during the battle. However, after confirming that An Changqing was pregnant, he hadn't had a good night's sleep. Often unable to fall asleep in the middle of the night, he stared at An Changqing without blinking, his expression mixed with joy and worry. When he got up during the day, he pretended to be nothing and watched him carefully. Even many military affairs in the army, he brought back to the mansion to deal with, just to accompany him more.
An Changqing saw it, but didn't know how to persuade.
He can probably guess the man's mind, but there is no better way to reassure him, he can only make himself look more mentally healthy, so that at least his worries will not be so deep.
At this time, An Changqing found the reason by joking, and muttered: "Looking at you like this, those who don't know think that there is a spirit-sucking goblin hidden in the house."
Xiao Zhige laughed, understood what he meant, and nodded solemnly according to his words: "There is indeed a goblin hidden in the house." It's just that he hasn't sucked his energy for a long time.
He meant something, and An Changqing naturally heard it, glared at him, and hummed, "I'm going to see the truck, so I won't tell you."
After he finished speaking, he threw off his hand and went to the side of the cart to watch with good eyes.
Xiao Zhige, who was thrown off his hands, had a deeper smile in his eyes, and followed step by step, protecting him by his side. The road beside the river was slippery, lest he would lose his footing and fall.
***
After five days of trial use of the first drum car, the news was officially announced to the people.
The trolley was made by the government with the money and craftsmen, but in the fields, the rivers and ditches were dug by the people themselves. In order to let everyone see the effect of the barrel car, the first three-wheeled barrel car has been put into use.
The people saw the effect and were amazed. The original complaints about the need to dig river channels and ditches gradually dissipated. Instead, they became more active one by one. They are all peasants who shave food in the fields, and no one will not know how important it is to divert water to irrigate. Now that the government builds the trolley for them, they only need to do their best, which is a great thing.
So this summer, the people of Yanzhou began to dig ditches prosperously when they were busy with farming.
By August, the construction of the outer city of Yanzhou had already passed, and thousands of acres of wasteland had been reclaimed. The ditches are criss-crossed, and the widened and drained river channels are supported by tall carts, which rotate with the water flow, and the conveyed river water flows into the cultivated fields along the vertical and horizontal ditches.
Although it is still being perfected everywhere, it can already be seen that Yanzhou is prospering in the future.
***
At the beginning of August, several carriages, escorted by guards, slowly entered Yanzhou City and drove towards the General's Mansion.
An Changqing had already received the news and looked up at the door. When she saw the approaching carriage, she couldn't help but trot two steps. Mrs. Yu just lifted the curtain of the car and looked out. The mother and son looked at each other, and An Changqing called out "mother" in a trembling voice.
After Ye Jing parted, the mother and son had not seen each other for half a year.
Mr. Yu responded, and before the servants brought the horse stool, he lifted the curtain and got out of the carriage. He walked quickly to An Changqing, looked at him with good eyes, saw that his complexion was ruddy and his face was a little rounder, then he smiled and touched his face lovingly: "I am a bit fatter and taller than when I left the capital. already."
An Xianyu got off the car slower, and when she saw him, she smiled narrowly: "Mother is always worried that you will not have a good time in Yanzhou on the road, so I will say she is worrying."
Yu shi glanced at her, but couldn't express her worries, she could only tentatively say, "The letter you sent back to the family last time, but what problems did you encounter?"
Seeing her worried face, An Changqing knew that she must know something, but now is not the right time. Let people in first.
Because the news had been communicated earlier that they would stay in Yanzhou for a while, the mother and daughter brought all the luggage they could bring, and the carriages were packed full. The maids they brought swiftly followed the servants of the General's Mansion to move the luggage into the yard for placement, while An Changqing and Xiao Zhige accompanied them to the front hall for dinner.
On long journeys, you always have to catch the wind and wash the dust first. After eating, Xiao Zhige suggested to go to the study room when he saw Yu Shi's brows getting more worried.
Yu shi already knew that something must have happened to An Changqing, so she sighed and went with them. An Xianyu didn't know anything. Originally, Mrs. Yu didn't want to ask her to go with her. Instead, Xiao Zhige said, "It's all a family. Sooner or later, you have to know." The four entered the study together.
Although An Xianyu didn't know what happened, but seeing the solemn expressions of the three of them, she understood that something must have happened, she restrained her expression, and sat aside to listen to them.
Xiao Zhige asked the guards to guard outside the study, and then closed the doors and windows. Only then did he sit down beside An Changqing.
The atmosphere was a little condensed for a while, but Yu shi spoke first: "But what's wrong with you?"
An Changqing's eyelashes trembled slightly: "Is mother hiding something from me?"
Yu Shi was silent for a long time before nodding: "I originally wanted to take this matter into the coffin, and no one said anything."
However, the letter An Changqing sent back last month suddenly mentioned the mermen and the red lines, which made her have to think more. She seemed to think about the words for a while, and then slowly said: "You have scales and red lines on your body?"
"Scales?" An Changqing grabbed the point at once, widened his eyes and looked a little confused: "What scales? I only have fish-scale-like red lines behind my ears."
Saying that, he turned his head and pushed his long hair aside, revealing a red stripe like a fish scale.
Yu shi's eyes trembled, and her fingers landed on the red stripe: "It's this... how can it grow again..." After speaking, she hurriedly looked at An Changqing's face and neck. Seeing that there was nothing else, I was a little relieved.
"Does mother know what's going on with this red pattern?" Xiao Zhige asked in a deep voice.
"I don't know either." Unexpectedly, Mrs. Yu shook his head slowly and said, "But it happened once when I was four years old. It was much more serious than this time, the face, neck, chest, and front were all over the place. There are large red stripes, and mottled scales on both legs."
An Changqing looked surprised, he never knew he had grown up like this when he was a child.
Seeing his surprise, Mrs. Yu gave a wry smile: "You were young and had a high fever at that time, so you shouldn't remember. Didn't you always wonder why your father suddenly rejected our mother and son? It's because of this... "
She lowered her eyes, she couldn't see the sadness, she just calmly told a story of the past.
At that time, An Changqing was only four years old, and An Xianyu had just turned one year old. Yu's and An Zhike are still harmonious, although it is only a concubine, she is not greedy for more, just wants to live a good life with her son and daughter. But such a simple wish fell apart when An Changqing was four years old. That year, An Changqing suddenly fell into a coma and developed a high fever. Mrs. Yu invited a doctor to see him. An Zhike was worried that his youngest son would also be with him, but when the curtain was lifted, he saw little An Changqing's face covered with smears. Weird red pattern. The doctor was startled and said that it was a demon.
An Zhike managed to stabilize the doctor and strictly ordered him not to speak out. Yu checked his son's body and found not only red lines on his body, but also tiny scales on his legs. She was afraid. Subconsciously seeking help from her husband, An Zhike seemed to have changed a person, and took An Changqing out to be executed with cold brows.
Although he didn't say it, he obviously agreed with the doctor's words, and felt that An Changqing was a demon. At that time, he was about to be promoted to prime minister, and he would never allow evildoers to appear in his family, ruining his reputation and ruining his good deeds.
Dear young son, how can his future be important.
In the end, it was the Yu family who fought to the death to protect An Changqing. But An Zhike hated their mother and son because of this, or was really afraid that An Changqing was a monster, and moved the mother and son to the most remote yard, and was not allowed to ask a doctor, let alone step outside the gate of An Mansion. I never even looked at it myself.
"There was no doctor at that time, so I could only wipe your body with clean water over and over again, boiled rice soup and poured it hard..." Fortunately, Huangtian paid off, and An Changqing's high fever gradually subsided. After another six months, the red lines on his face gradually subsided, and the scales on his legs also fell off on their own.
The Yu family did not dare to speak out. Except for the doctor and An Zhike that day, no one knew that An Changqing had suffered from such a strange disease. It's just that although An Changqing has recovered from his illness, An Zhike has lost patience with their mother and son. Yu was not someone who liked to fight, and was heartbroken by An Zhike's change of face without hesitation at the beginning, so she simply took her children to a corner.
Later, a pair of children grew up slowly. If she hadn't deliberately recalled it, she would have almost forgotten that An Changqing had such a strange disease when she was a child. It was not until An Changqing and Xiao Zhige got married that she thought about it again, worried that the strange disease would recur after marriage.
However, what should have come can't be avoided, Yu looked at the silent son and smiled reluctantly: "Fortunately, there is only a small piece, and it can't be seen when the hair is covered."
As he spoke, he looked at Xiao Zhige again, his brows and eyes were gentle and he said, "Thanks to the prince for not minding it."
Ever since she received the letter from home, she has been worried that An Changqing's strange illness will recur, and that she will be treated coldly in Yanzhou. But when she saw her son's first face, she knew that a coward like An Zhike couldn't compare to the mind of the Northern War King.
The love in his eyes could not be faked, Xiao Zhige not only didn't mind An Changqing's strange illness, he also didn't regard him as a monster, instead he carefully protected him.
The author has something to say: Cowardly: I successfully achieved the favorability of my mother-in-law today (I am awesome
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Then give you the new article duck of Anli Jiyou~
"My game style is different" by Dark Fragrance Floating
After Ji An, who was terminally ill, woke up, three hundred years had passed, and human beings had entered the interstellar era from the earth.
Looking at the astronomical medical expenses accumulated over the past three hundred years, Ji An can only rush into the hottest holographic game "Third Age" today.
The first day of Ji Anjin's game -
System: You are the distinguished Duke of Bluebeard, and you are about to marry your seventh wife. Please complete the script line based on the fairy tale.
OK, so simple.
Ji An, who got the plot line, started his acting career conscientiously. After less than seven days of marriage, he couldn't wait to hand over the golden key to his wife, waiting for the final outcome.
However…
In the dark and dreary castle, the duke in fancy clothes was blocked by his new wife in the corner, his feet were inlaid with jewelry made of gold and silver, his long blue hair was as black as ink, and his face was paler. Depressed look.
"You, you don't come here."
"Darling." Her eyes were full of fanatical obsession, her black wings that covered the sky spread out, and her crisp and delicate voice became low and hoarse, "You only need to look at me with your eyes, and only with your hands. Touch me...we'll be each other's only."
Ji An: "!!!!!!" Damn it! are you crazy! Wait... this voice... male, male? !
Different from other holographic online games, "Third Age" can effectively exercise human's spiritual body, improve human's intelligence and physique, and is sought after by the public. The great gods on the list are all real life winners.
One day, there was a new big guy on the leaderboard, and everyone went to watch his live broadcast room.
I saw that the fierce and cruel NPCs in their eyes were caring and gentle little cuties in their eyes. They gave all kinds of resources and skills as gifts. They didn't get angry when they were scolded, but only acted like a coquettish aggrieved.
…
We are not the same, not the same qaq.
boss, what about your dignity? It looks like this is going to be messed up! !
I am sore about the upgrade method of other people's homes.
…
Ji An, who is trying his best to control the neurotic boss and not play some kind of unspeakable ending: I am so tired (╯‵□′)╯︵┻━┻
Possessive and paranoid
#holographic online game sweet text#
#goldfinger thick#
#Slice attack, the boss you 'like' is me#
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