If Han Du doesn't keep up.
If Lao Zhu is safe, that's fine. If something happens, Han Du will be the biggest suspect.
He plotted against your Majesty and rebelled with him.
By then, not only Han Du will die, but no one in the Han family will be able to escape. Instead of doing this, Han Du might as well sit on the mine car with Lao Zhu and die together, at least his family would not be harmed.
Therefore, facing Tang He's ridicule, Han Du pretended not to hear it. No matter what Tang He said today, Han Du would not go down.
Tang He saw that Han Du ignored him, so he stopped entangled with Han Du. He waved over a few craftsmen and directed them to push the mine cart.
Han Du glared at these craftsmen fiercely.
Originally, Han Du was wondering why Tang and this old guy came to ride the mine cart. Logically speaking, he had never seen this thing before. How did he know that this thing could sit on it?
After seeing the playful and smiling faces of these craftsmen, Han Du understood instantly.
Tang He must have seen someone sitting on this thing before he learned to sit on it. As for who I’ve seen do it? Seeing the expressions of these craftsmen, isn't it obvious?
When Han Du thought about his repeated orders not to allow people to ride in mine carts, he didn't expect that some people still dared not listen. What's worse, they even invited Tang and this old guy.
I thought to myself, when I get back, I will let Mr. Huang carefully investigate who is so bold.
The craftsmen pushed the mine cart into position, and everyone's hands were released.
Han Du only felt a familiar feeling of weightlessness, which began to appear little by little, and as time went by, this feeling became more and more intense.
Han Du was very familiar with the feeling of weightlessness. Every time he took an elevator in his previous life, he would feel weightless and overweight. In the past, Han Du felt tight as usual, but that was under strict protection.
Now Han Du was experiencing it without any protective facilities. The rhythm of his heart beat seemed to be combined with the sound of the collision of steel wheels, and the frequency became faster and faster.
At this time, all that came to Han Du's mind were tomatoes, tofu, etc. falling to the ground.
Tang He saw that Han Du's face turned pale with fright. He couldn't help but said to Lao Zhu who was sitting steadily beside him: "Sir, look at it. This kid is so cowardly as a mouse because he has never been on the battlefield. Take a mine cart. That’s all, you can scare him like this. If he goes to the battlefield, won’t he be so scared that his legs become weak and he can’t walk?”
Lao Zhu glanced at Han Du and frowned. He also felt that Han Du was too courageous.
Han Du hid in the corner without saying a word. He had no energy to pay attention to Tang He now. What I was thinking about was if I flew out soon, would I take the initiative to be Lao Zhu's meat pad, or would I pull Tang He over and be Lao Zhu's meat pad?
Based on the idea that "a dead Taoist friend will never die a poor Taoist", Han Du decided to pull Tang He over to use as a meat pad after hesitating for 0.001 seconds. Who asked him to trick Lao Zhu into sitting on it? He doesn't deserve anyone.
As the mine car began to slow down, the most dangerous time had passed, and Han Du's nervous state slowly returned to normal.
When the minecart stopped, the group of people got out of the minecart.
Han Du was walking at the end. As soon as he got off the mine cart, he felt as if he was stepping on the void under his feet. His legs went weak. Otherwise, he would have grabbed the edge of the mine cart with quick eyesight and almost sat down on the ground.
When several people saw Han Du's embarrassed look, they burst into laughter.
After laughing, Lao Zhu glanced at Tang He and sighed: "Actually, it's not Han Du's fault. This thing is indeed not very safe. When I sat on it just now, I seemed to feel an invisible force. It's like overturning the entire minecart."
Han Du understood that what Lao Zhu was talking about was the centrifugal force experienced when turning at high speed. This was what Han Du was most afraid of.
When Handu was laying the track, he just understood that the outer track was higher than the inner track at the turn. But Han Du has not calculated exactly how high it is. What he was thinking about was that this was just a mine cart loaded with coal anyway, and it wasn't used to carry people, so why bother with it.
Even if the mine cart had an accident and flew out, it would only be a small loss of coal. Considering that Han Du now owns a mine at home, he can afford the compensation.
I never expected that there would really be people like Tang He and Li Wenzhong who came to ride the mine cart every day.
Lao Zhu glanced at the three of them and saw that Han Du looked unhappy, while Tang He and Li Wenzhong looked in high spirits. After thinking about it, he said with a smile: "If you have nothing to do in the future, come into the palace and have a chat with me. Don't come here to sit on this thing. Every time you come, you make Han Du nervous. Once. This kid is supervising the creation of treasure banknotes now. You can't let him go here without doing his job all day long and come here to guard you, right?"
"Who wants to let him guard it?" Tang He muttered reluctantly.
When Han Du heard this, he was almost angry to death. What Tang He said was that he was willing to guard them? If it weren't for the fact that Tang He was the Duke of the country, Han Du would have just thrown out the agreement and asked him to sign it, and he would be responsible for his life and death. If you want to commit suicide, do it. Han Du wished he could hide far away, lest something happen and he would be covered in blood.
Lao Zhu ignored Tang He's complaints and said directly: "That's it. From now on, none of you will come here to sit on this thing again."
Tang He was naturally unwilling, but who asked the emperor to give the order directly? He bowed helplessly and said feebly: "I obey the order."
Seeing that Tang He and Li Wenzhong agreed, Lao Zhu happily invited them to ride with him in the car.
As for Han Du? Hmm~
He was an eighth-grade petty official, and he was qualified to ride with Lao Zhu. Naturally, no one cared about him, so he was just thrown here.
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East Palace.
Zhu Biao turned over the memorial in his hand. He had already turned over the memorial many times. Every time I watch it, I have a novel feeling and gain something. But at the same time, new problems appeared in his mind, which troubled Zhu Biao endlessly.
I wanted to put these memorials away, but each time I couldn't help but pick them up again before I put them down for long.
I want to ask Han Du~
But the conditions proposed by Han Du made Zhu Biao angry again. How could he, the prince of the supervisory state, do such a thing as matchmaking for his sister? If the girl had not been betrothed to someone else, then Zhu Biao would naturally not hesitate, but this was the situation now. Even if Zhu Biao's face was thicker than the city wall, he would not be able to pull off this face.
Zhu Biao, who was upset, simply sat on the chair and covered his face with the memorial. However, after a moment, Zhu Biao took down the memorial again and sat up straight.
