Zhu Yuanzhang stood up to say goodbye. He had heard enough today.
After obtaining Li Qingzhao's permission, Chu Zhen lent Zhu Yuanzhang the copy of "Xining Reform Chronicle" written by her so that he could use it when measuring the land and avoid pitfalls.
Chu Zhen threw the purchased Barefoot Doctor Manual into the box again.
"It's a pity that I can't take too many at one time."
Zhu Yuanzhang regretted that if he could bring a hundred sets of armor and compound bows from later generations at one time, he could barely form an army, develop special tactics, and fight in formations.
Chu Zhen thought for a while, "Wait a minute, I'll find a rope to try."
He quickly found a few ropes and tied them to the box. Zhu Yuanzhang asked Zhu Yuanzhang to hold a box containing telescopes and other important items with one hand, and then drag the rope with the other hand.
"Hey, this method... also works, give it a try."
Under the gaze of Chu Zhen and the others, the fifty-two-year-old but healthy Emperor Hongwu struggled to drag five boxes filled with armor, bows and arrows down the stairs.
Just one step down the stairs, his figure disappeared.
The three boxes disappeared together, leaving the two at the end of the rope.
"ah!"
Li Qingzhao exclaimed slightly and looked at Chu Zhen: "You can only take away so much at a time?"
After they all left, Lin Daiyu stood up and walked towards Chu Zhen, looking at him with a pair of moist eyes.
"Probably not."
Chu Zhen thought for a while, squatted down, picked up the end of the broken rope with his hand, looked at it, and said, "It seems that we can only take away the things that were dragged. These two boxes were not moved just now."
Li Qingzhao understood immediately and said with a smile: "If you can drag Mr. Chu's house, you can also bring it to us~"
"What do you want to do?"
"whee."
Li Qingzhao smiled girlishly, lifted up her skirt, squatted down to look at the contents of the box, picked up the telescope and looked outside, and said in a soft voice:
"Are these for me and Sister Lin?"
Lin Daiyu looked over, Chu Zhen met her eyes, and she lowered her gaze again.
Chu Zhen said with a smile: "Don't worry, how could I forget to give you a gift? Come and sit."
After inviting them to sit down, Chu Zhen took out the gifts he had prepared for them.
First came two exquisite small boxes. The first one was pushed to Sister Lin and said with a smile:
"We only have one sentence to express our New Year greetings:
Happy New Year, Miss Lin!
Here, this is my New Year gift to you! "
The frail Lin Daiyu stood up hurriedly, with the red glow clearly visible on her fair and delicate little face.
Chu Zhen said: "If you thank me like this again, I won't give you gifts in the future."
Lin Daiyu froze, raised her affectionate eyes, glanced at him shyly, lowered her head and used her jade hands to collect the gift Chu Zhen had given her, "Go back, come back, I'll give Uncle Chu a gift too."
Her voice was soft and soft. After hearing this, Li Qingzhao couldn't help but look at her a few more times and lamented that Sister Lin was naturally beautiful.
"OK."
Chu Zhen smiled back at her, gave another box to Li Qingzhao, and said, "It's the same as Miss Lin's, bought in a watch store."
"Thank you, Mr. Chu Lang."
Li Qingzhao smiled shyly and accepted the gift from Chu Zhen.
"besides!"
Chu Zhen brought out many more things, including a set of cosmetics for Li Qingzhao, a stuffed bear for Sister Lin, and several boxes of chocolates, cakes, etc., which are all things that modern little girls like.
In addition, there were some watches for them to take back as gifts to their parents. He bought more than 20 watches in one go, which surprised the store clerk.
Li Qingzhao and Sister Lin looked at each other, then turned to look at Chu Zhen:
"Why don't I have a bear?"
"Why didn't Uncle Chu give me a rouge box?"
Being asked by one and the other, no, actually a sixteen-year-old girl, a little girl in her early ten years, how could Chu Zhen still be able to speak?
"Uncle Chu must have thought I was ugly, so he didn't give me rouge." Lin Daiyu looked resentful, but her eyes looked at Chu Zhen with a smile.
"Sister, you said the opposite. It was Chu Langjun who felt that the slave's father was ugly, so he had to use rouge to cover it up." Li Qingzhao held his face with his delicate hands, making a sad and sad look.
"I didn't know you liked bear dolls too."
Chu Zhen defeated them one by one. He first smiled at Li Qingzhao and then looked at Sister Lin in surprise: "Miss Lin also wears makeup?"
"How can I meet people if I don't put on makeup?" Daiyu replied to him: "In the past, when I got up, I would do my makeup, put on rouge, and draw eyebrows with the help of my maid."
Chu Zhen looked at her eyebrows, which were as light as those painted in landscape paintings, slender and soft.
Her eyebrows are already very pretty, and her eyes are like pearls in a pool of water, with emerald green pupils. She can make people smile with just one glance.
Seeing him looking over like this, Lin Daiyu lowered her head in shame and her eyebrows trembled slightly.
Chu Zhen couldn't help but look at Li Qingzhao. The beauty of the talented woman blended with her graceful and ladylike temperament...
"Chu Langjun!"
Li Qingzhao covered his face with his delicate hands and turned away, his face full of embarrassment.
Looking at people with determination like this was no less than teasing in the Song Dynasty. If Li Qingzhao had encountered him in Bianjing City, he would have stayed far away.
"Uh, sorry, I was rude."
Chu Zhen apologized sincerely. As the old saying goes, don’t look at anything inappropriate, it refers to this situation.
Modern people don't care, but as ancient people, Li Qingzhao and Lin Daiyu cared very much.
Seeing that they didn't blame themselves too much, Li Qingzhao also put down the palms covering his face. Chu Zhen said with a smile: "Open the gift box, and I will teach you how to use the watch."
The two girls began to open the box and worked together to figure out how to open it.
Soon, Lin Daiyu took out an exquisite watch. It was small, silver-white, with a pink dial. It was a delicate and compact girl's watch chosen by Chu Zhen.
Li Qingzhao took out a dark purple ladies' watch with equally exquisite workmanship.
"How much did Uncle Chu spend on such a beautiful watch?" Lin Daiyu liked this watch very much and couldn't put it down, then raised her eyes to look at Chu Zhen.
Li Qingzhao also looked over.
"It's not expensive, only a few thousand yuan, equivalent to a few taels of silver."
"It's not expensive and it looks good. How can it be so good-looking?"
Lin Daiyu felt relieved and said with a smile: "I heard Miss Song mention in a casual chat that a pocket watch costs hundreds of silver, and her mother has one."
Miss Song is probably a friend that Jia Min met when he took her to visit other wives of officials in Yangzhou City.
"Only the ones inlaid with gold are expensive, and the cheap ones shouldn't be too expensive."
Chu Zhen remembered that there were not only Western clocks in Rongguo Mansion, but also many pocket watches, which the maids on duty would carry with them. Jia Baoyu even had a gold watch as big as a walnut.
Lin Ruhai could afford a watch, but as a royal censor, it was difficult for him to touch these imported luxury goods.
"Miss Lin can wear the watch as she likes, but Miss Li——" Chu Zhen looked at her with a smile and reminded Li Qingzhao: "Be careful when you take it out, don't get into trouble for it."
In Bianjing City, there are too many people older than Li Jiaguan.
"The slave will take good care of it."
Li Qingzhao nodded slightly, hesitated, and asked in a low voice: "Chu Langjun, can you print an extra copy of the collected artillery books to the slave family?"
She didn't know how powerful the cannon Chu Zhen was talking about would be, but she thought it would be better than the thunder cannons and rocket launchers of the Song Dynasty.
"It's nothing."
Chu Zhen agreed and looked at Sister Lin: "I just don't know how far the artillery of Dashun Dynasty has developed?"
Lin Daiyu shook her head, there was no way she knew this.
Chu Zhen was not surprised and said: "Ms. Li, your father submitted the cannon design, but he probably won't be promoted to any official position. Maybe it's not as important as the medical book."
The Song Dynasty emphasized literature and suppressed military force. Generals who won battles were looked down upon by the literati, let alone an artillery improvement plan.
Li Qingzhao was speechless and thought of what Chu Zhen had said before. The Song Dynasty was eventually destroyed by Mongolia.
She had given the corn seeds to her father last time, but her father simply asked someone else to find a field to plant them in, without really paying attention to it.
"That's all, let's not talk about that."
Li Qingzhao took out the box he had brought, opened it, and said with a smile: "I went to Baifanlou to buy a few bottles of wine and share them with my sister and Mr. Chu~"
"liquor?"
Chu Zhen laughed, "Why don't you play horse racing and then drink?"
"OK!"
Talented girl Li clapped her hands and quickly took the horse-playing pictures and chess pieces she left on the table last time.
Lin Daiyu covered her mouth with a handkerchief and smiled, "Sister, I really like beating horses."
"Sit over here and I'll teach you!"
Li Qingzhao didn't care about her.
"How can we have wine but not food? Wait a moment."
Chu Zhen went to the village and bought a roast duck and some snacks.
After getting their permission, he turned on the video and faced the table without taking pictures of the two of them. He planned to record the whole process of Li Qingzhao teaching him and Lin Daiyu how to play horses.
He had already thought of the video title and called:
"Miss Li, the ancestor of gaming in the Song Dynasty, will teach you how to play horse racing."
