Chapter 240 The moon is not round
It was night, the moon was high in the sky, and Young Master Liu was awakened by a sound of crying. Damn it, it's not going to be haunted.
When he saw that Qi Yun's seat was empty, Liu Mingzhi was shocked and hurriedly put on his coat and got out of bed. Qi Yun was pregnant, where could she go in the middle of the night?
"Madam, where have you been?"
The room was empty and there was no response.
Liu Mingzhi anxiously opened the door, and a white figure suddenly appeared in front of him.
"Ghost."
"Ghost!"
"Huh? Old man?"
"Huh? Bastard?"
"If you don't want to sleep in the middle of the night, what are you doing out here?"
"You didn't sleep either, so what were you doing when you came out?"
"I'm looking for Yun'er, but she's gone."
"I looked for your mother, but she was gone too."
"Look for it together."
"OK."
The night in Liu Mansion is desolate and the wind is noisy.
Liu Mingzhi tightened his clothes: "Old man, do you feel something cold on your back?"
"Don't be blind...it's a bit cold." Liu Zhi'an also tightened his tight robe.
"嘤嘤......"
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"
Liu Mingzhi swallowed his saliva: "Old man, you have many enemies. You probably don't have anything buried in the house."
"Go away, stop talking nonsense, throw them all into the river and feed them... What do you mean?"
"No...it's nothing. Don't you think the crying is a bit scary?"
"Hiss...don't you think the crying sound is familiar to you?"
Liu Mingzhi was stunned: "It's Yun'er's voice!"
"And your mother!"
Liu Mingzhi narrowed his eyes. Although the old man was right, why did it sound like he was cursing?
On the steps outside the pavilion, two figures looked at the moonlight in the sky, with sad faces and confused expressions, as if there was something above the moon. They were Qi Yun and Liu's mother-in-law and daughter-in-law.
"Yun'er, why did you run out in the middle of the night? Are you pregnant?"
"Madam, you are so worried about me. You are pregnant and you haven't taken good care of your body. Why are you running around?"
The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law looked back at their husband with tearful eyes at the same time, with faint traces of tears on their faces.
"Husband, the moon is not round."
"Master. The moon is not round."
Liu Zhi'an and his son slapped their foreheads with frowns on their faces. What does this mean? What if the moon is not round? Are you crying in the middle of the night?
Liu Mingzhi had heard that pregnant women are prone to emotional instability and are prone to deviating from certain things, but this is too extreme. The moon is not round, which makes it uncomfortable.
The father and son each supported their wives and comforted each other without paying attention to the other, and returned to the room with painful expressions on their faces.
"Husband, the moon is not round."
"Okay, okay, be obedient, and you'll be fine after some sleep. Be good."
"real?"
"Of course it's true. Be obedient and go to sleep."
"good."
Qi Yun fell into a deep sleep, breathing evenly, but Young Master Liu tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep. Looking at Qi Yun's baby-like calm face, he sighed deeply: "What is this? Will there be trouble tomorrow because of the cloudy weather?" Where are your emotions?"
"Liu Song, can you stop shaking your damn hands? If you shake them again, they will be covered with wrinkles. Will you still be able to reveal people?"
In an open space in the Liu family courtyard, Liu Mingzhi and a group of servants were all shirtless and busy. There were many wooden barrels containing various items, and there were many jars and jars on wooden shelves. above.
Less than half an hour passed, Liu Song and some of the servants looked at a piece of glass about three feet high and one foot wide in ecstasy with their eyes.
"Master, we actually made colored glaze out of sand." Liu Song carefully touched the smooth mirror surface, fearing that the glass would break if he exerted too much force.
The other servants were also ready to make a move, but no one dared to touch the glass with their hands like Liu Song.
Liu Mingzhi frowned and looked at the glass with many steam bubbles: "No, there are too many bubbles and the heat is not right. Try again."
"Master, what do you want to do? You have used so much charcoal."
Liu Mingzhi was stunned, wondering whether the charcoal fire temperature was too low: "Liu Song, do we have coal in the house?"
"Master, what is coal?"
"It's black, and it emits black smoke when it burns."
Liu Song touched his head: "Could it be that the young master is talking about the black stone?"
"Take it and take a look."
"But Master, that thing is poisonous when burned and can kill people."
"Stop talking nonsense, just go and get it if you are told." Liu Mingzhi casually threw the glass in his hand to the ground, and went to fiddle with the jars and jars again.
With a bang, the glass shattered, and the hearts of Liu Song and the other servants were also broken. Such a fine glass was thrown away by the young master?
"You guys, you need to change the appearance of the stove, otherwise you will get gas poisoning."
After another half an hour, he said, "Master, this piece of glass is so clear that there is nothing in it. Are you satisfied?"
"Okay, great. You guys go and make a few more pieces of glass according to the method just now. You guys are going to dissolve the silver. I will use it later."
"This is a mirror? How can it be so clear?"
"Haha...that bitch who said studying is useless, bring out a mirror and let me take a look."
Although the mirror in front of Liu Mingzhi was slightly flawed and could not compare with the industrial products of later generations, it was hundreds of times better than the bronze mirror.
"You guys, be careful not to cut your hands. This thing is just as sharp as a sword. Let the carpenter we find wrap up the corners and send it to Madam and Young Madam."
Liu Mingzhi specially prepared a tall mirror for Qi Yun to use as a dressing mirror. She will definitely like it.
"Yes, Master."
"The corners of these small mirrors should also be wrapped. Tell the carpenter not to worry about breaking a few pieces of glass. I won't blame him. The corners must be wrapped tightly to avoid cutting your hands."
"I understand, Master."
"Liu Song, after you finish the small mirror, remember to send someone to send twenty of them to Erlong Mountain and give ten to Miss Wenren Yunshu. Just tell her that I promised to compensate her for the mirrors that have been delivered and ten to Chief Wenrenshan. "
"I understand, Master."
"You guys continue to do it. Everyone present today will be rewarded with a thousand taels of silver to settle down. From now on, they can make glass mirrors in Liu Mansion. If these things are spread, you... "Liu Mingzhi didn't finish speaking, but he knew that his servants understood what he meant.
The servants who were still rolling their eyes felt cold in their hearts. Liu Mingzhi's tone was too cold, and all the little thoughts were gone.
Liu Mingzhi, who had not yet left the side courtyard, suddenly heard a deafening sound that resounded throughout the Liu Mansion and broke the tranquility of the Liu Mansion.
Without thinking, Liu Mingzhi hurriedly turned around and ran towards the place where the glass was made. The place he saw was in a mess, and many servants stared at the ruined place in a daze.
"What's going on? What's making that noise?"
But no one answered Liu Mingzhi's question, they all stared blankly without saying a word.
Only then did Liu Mingzhi realize that these people might have been deafened by the shock. He hurriedly looked around and found that no one was lying on the ground. It was a blessing in misfortune.
Liu Mingzhi looked at the stove that was blown into a mess and said quietly: "This is not explosive, how could it cause such a loud noise?"
Liu Mingzhi poked at the remnants on the ground with a shovel and his eyes lit up: "It's not possible that the charcoal was not cleaned out and the liquid nitrate was accidentally mixed into black powder. But without sulfur, it is impossible to explode. Ah. Coal, it must be coal, coal contains sulfur, mononitrate, carbon dioxide and wood ash. This is the exact formula of black powder, but this is too coincidental."
Liu Mingzhi, who didn't care that the remnant was still warm in his hand, put it under his nose and smelled it: "It's more pungent than the smell after a firecracker explodes. Black gunpowder, black gunpowder, how could I forget this thing?"
