Chapter 499: Have you ever thought about him at all?

Style: Historical Author: Sweet Potato AssassinWords: 2030Update Time: 24/01/11 07:20:47
Wei Zheng looked at Li Jing on the other boat, but the faces of Ouyang Xun and Yu Shinan flashed through his mind. Sun Simiao would definitely be annoyed by them and go crazy. There might be several more centenarians in the Tang Dynasty...if they knew With the possibility of reaching Gaochang City in two hours, Datang's health and longevity business will enter a rapid development mode under their promotion and encouragement...

...Blessings and misfortunes? I honestly don’t know.

"Two hours to get to Gaochang City?" Ye Fashan's eyes instantly brightened. The test done by Li Chunfeng and the data calculated by Du Sitian and Xiao Shiyi showed that the flight distance was roughly the distance from Chang'an to Luoyang. That was just a theoretical value. , the actual flight distance is definitely unreachable.

Li Yuanying also glanced at Li Jing, picked up the golden cup, and said in a low voice: "Brother Shan, think about it again, if you hang the cannonballs on the flying iron birds, wouldn't it be more interesting than long-range artillery? What if you can also airdrop soldiers? ?」

"Huhuhu" Wei Zheng's breathing became heavier. In that case, all the cities would be the beauties of Beili to the Tang Dynasty. It just depends on when they want to enjoy the aerial scenery somewhere... Covering his chest with his hand: Calm down, calm down, the kerosene train hasn't really started running yet, what King Teng said is just an idea... I want to send a message to Sun Simiao and ask him to help me make a health list. !

Ye Fashan was obviously not thinking in the same direction as Wei Zheng. He turned the piccolo in his hand and muttered: "In other words, if I can really make a flying iron bird, Mr. Gongsun can airdrop a few cannonballs at any time if he is willing. Turn Tianzhu, the birthplace of Buddhism, into ruins?"

Li Yuanying stared blankly at Ye Fashan, who was as graceful as a young master in troubled times: No wonder he likes to be a bird rather than a human being. He really has the peerless style of growing mushrooms on a chicken in a footbath, the peerless style of not growing a blade of grass! Could it be that after being a bird for too long, his nature has been changed? This situation is extremely likely. A certain Orange Cat Taoist priest who particularly likes tortoise boxing will give a silent thumbs up.

Gongsun Bai was no less stimulated than Li Yuanying. He imagined the scene of cannonballs flying everywhere in temples in Tianzhu... His face twitched uncontrollably, and he instantly experienced the tremor he felt when he practiced double cultivation with a little girl for the first time. Climaxes rise one after another, stormy waves crash onto the shore... boundless...

... Wei Zheng made a trembling hand to Li Jing, as if it were an emergency during the march. It seemed as if there was a huge stone pressing down on his throat, making him unable to make any sound.

Peony silently came to the stern of the boat, and with a gentle hand, she took the boat girl rowing the oar to the nearest boat.



Fireworks fall in Yangzhou in March. At this time, the mountains of Shugang are covered with fresh green and the mountain flowers are brilliant. It is a perfect place for literati to gather, drink wine in the winding water, and play kabuki. The little lady Cardamom, who was already in the limelight at the time, became famous after attending the night banquet at Prince Teng's Mansion, and her reputation soared to the next level. It would be difficult for ordinary people from aristocratic families to even meet her.

On an ordinary spring day with clear skies and gentle winds, King Teng hosted a banquet for the heads and princes of various families at a certain place in Shugang. The princes who had originally planned to refuse to attend heard the news that the leaders such as Lady Cardamom would perform their own stunts, and they were proud. However, they decided openly that they were going to take a critical look to see how extravagantly and extravagantly wasting the people's wealth and money!

Li Jing did not attend the spring banquet in Shugang. He had more important things to do, and he was busy supervising Ye Fashan's research on flying iron birds...

...Ye Fashan said that he was very worried. Ideas are just ideas. It is easy to convert them into concept drawings. Rule-and-compensation drawings are really not a small thing that can be done in a day or two!

Wei Zheng did not attend either. If he had attended, the people who came to the Spring Banquet would probably be under the heavy attack of words and artillery, forming a huge shadow, and they would no longer be able to face this rosy and luxurious world alone. ...Abbreviation: People are ruined.

"As if spring and the scenery are bright, the waves are calm, the sky above and below is a vast expanse of blue, sand gulls are gathering in the sky, golden scales are swimming, and the banks are covered with orchids, lush and green." The eldest grandson Jiaqing stood in the wind, looking at the Yangtze River in the distance with his hands behind his back. Singing leisurely. "Prince Teng is a great talent, but he is not as good as one or two out of ten."

Xiao Kai held the wine pot and smiled in a Wei and Jin style: "Don't let Prince Teng hear what you said. He thinks he just wrote a short article and no one can destroy him. He is the Demon King of the Tang Dynasty." Suppose, in order to maintain his character, he might sink you directly into the river."

It rarely snows in Yangzhou in winter. Prince Teng

There is basically no room for maneuver with the method of burying people in snow, but there is no technical difficulty in changing from sinking people into the sea to sinking them into the river. Moreover, with the execution ability of the royal family members, haha, it is absolutely lightning fast to ensure the completion of the task.

The eldest grandson Jiaqing rolled his eyes at Xiao Kai and turned to Cui Yixuan's second son Cui Shenzhi. He was a figure like Zhilan Yushu. He was worthy of being cultivated by the Cui family of Qinghe and the mountains and rivers of the south of the Yangtze River. He was three years younger than the young men of the Chang'an family. Partly flamboyant and domineering, but four points more literary and elegant. He casually took the wine bottle from Xiao Kai's hand, took a sip, raised the corner of his mouth, and said half-self-deprecatingly, half-relievedly: "Prince Teng really thought highly of me when he asked me to add some elegance."

"You are indeed not bad. Although Prince Teng often jumps out, he is still very knowledgeable about people." Xiao Kai pushed the wine pot back to his eldest son Jiaqing with disgust and asked the maid to get a new one. "Princess Bohai is reincarnated. You won't be able to return to Chang'an in a short time. It will take three or four years, right? It's better to stay with Prince Teng and have more contact with the people of Yunhe Mansion. You will find that the world has become very different."

If he continues to be deceived by Changsun Doughang, even if Changsun Jiaqing does not become an official, he will follow in the footsteps of his Aye, even worse than what happened to him. He may be implicated by Changsun Doughan and end up in exile for three thousand miles.

"I'm not stupid." Changsun Jiaqing raised the wine bottle again, took a sip of wine, looked at the endless mountain peaks with a somewhat desolate look, and whispered. He understands that family interests are higher than personal interests, but he can't understand why his brother and auxiliary machine lied about the telegram. Yes, they were lying.

King Teng arranged for someone to take him to watch the process of sending and receiving telegrams for half a day. It cannot be said that it has nothing to do with the Taoist flying crane message. It can only be said that the sky and the earth are dark and yellow. Since the beginning of the universe, there has been no connection between them. The distance between them is so great. Far greater than the distance between Beihai and Cangwu.

Don't say anything, brother Cong may not know the truth. He is not the guard guarding the palace gate, nor is he the governor of a remote state. As Sikong, he is also an important minister of Jian in the heart of the emperor. He is either discussing affairs in the political hall or establishing the political hall. How could he not have seen the process of sending and receiving telegrams when discussing matters in the East Side Hall?

Fooling him like a fool and letting him run around for Buddhism, have you ever thought about him at all?

"Vulgar words!" A voice that was so angry that it was distorted came from behind. Changsun Jiaqing and Xiao Kai turned their heads at the same time and looked at the voice...