Liu Mingzhi looked through each weapon drawing carefully, not shying away from Yun Qing's poem while he was studying ink.
"Haobi!"
"Clear poetry, no strokes of pen!"
Yun Qingshi, who was absentmindedly studying ink, suddenly came back to his senses: "Husband, what do you want?"
"Zhonghaobi!"
"Okay, I understand!"
Yun Qingshi hurriedly took out the clean medium-milk pen from the pen holder, dipped it in ink, and handed it to Liu Mingzhi.
Liu Mingzhi took the pen and carefully sketched something on the rice paper: "Qing Shi, are you feeling uncomfortable? Why does my husband look at you with something wrong? Do you need a doctor to check your pulse?"
"No need, I'm in good health, I'm sorry to worry about you!"
"That's good, Qing Shi, how do you think my husband's painting skills are? Are they as good as yours, a talented woman?"
Yun Qingshi pursed her lips and leaned forward slightly to look at the rice paper pointed by Liu Mingzhi: "Husband, what are you drawing? I can't see clearly!"
"How tiring it is to lean over!" Liu Mingzhi patted the crook of his leg and signaled to Yun Qingshi: "Sit on my lap, I will tell you carefully what this is!"
"I am..."
Before Yun Qingshi finished speaking, her husband grabbed Hao's wrist and pulled her to sit on his lap. Liu Mingzhi held Yun Qingshi's jade hand and placed it on the rice paper pattern.
"Qing Shi!"
"Um!"
Yun Qingshi's voice responded as imperceptibly as the movement of mosquitoes and flies.
"I tell you, my husband, this is called the Eight Ox Crossbow, also known as the Three-bow Bed Crossbow. It can shoot about 300 steps further than the active bed crossbow used in Dalong and other prefectures. Its power should not be underestimated. As my husband goes to Jiangnan During the suppression of the bandits, countless high-ranking masters from the White Lotus Sect died under the Eight Ox Crossbows, and all of them died from their bodies, the type that even Daluo Jinxian could not save in his lifetime!"
Yun Qingshi's body was trembling slightly, and Feng Mu looked panicked at the drawing of the Eight Ox Crossbow on the rice paper.
"In my previous identity, I was never exposed to a military weapon like a bed crossbow. No wonder I can't recognize it!"
Liu Mingzhi gently held Yun Qingshi's jade hand and looked out the window with a somewhat complicated expression: "Among the martial arts masters I know, there is only one person who can come and go freely in the arrow formation of the Eight Ox Crossbow without being hurt. , but this person has disappeared. In fact, the Eight Ox Crossbow is really powerful. Those who can dodge it cannot say that it is not possible, but most people will die under the arrow with hatred!"
"Is there anyone who can dodge the bed crossbow? Who is this person?"
"A good person but with ulterior motives. Fortunately, she finally found her way back, otherwise her husband would be in trouble!"
Yun Qingshi's soft fingers gently rubbed the drawing of the Baniu Crossbow.
"Husband, I don't understand this!"
"It's okay if you don't understand. It's useless to know too much about killing people! My husband doesn't want to understand these things. I just want to focus on living a stable life with you ladies. I can accompany you when I have nothing to do, recite poems and make love, and sing songs while drinking. No matter how much you tease your daughter or son, some people always don’t want to be so at ease with their husbands, so what should they do as husbands? Qingshi, what do you think?"
"I... I'm just a poor man from a brothel who doesn't work hard and doesn't care about grain. How can he understand these intrigues? Husband, please don't embarrass me. !”
"My husband made a mistake. Come, let's take a look at the drawings of Chapter 2, Mo Dao!"
The beauty's delicate body trembled slightly again, and her hair gently rubbed her husband's cheek.
"Husband, I thought this was a paddle? How could it be a knife?"
Liu Mingzhi breathed a sigh of relief and raised the drawings of the Mo Dao and squinted his eyes to look at it through the light of the sun: "As soon as the Mo Dao came out, the men and horses of the strong man holding it were shattered! The Turks' aggressive attack on the northern Xinjiang battlefield two years ago Lu Bu personally tested the power of Mo Dao with his own life, but they also paid a price in blood, ending the myth that the Turkic cavalry swept through the invincible infantry. Unfortunately, the number of Mo Dao was too small, and Long Wuwei's Mo Dao team also paid a heavy price. It’s a bloody lesson, but I don’t think about it anymore because of my husband!”
"Why? Is Mo Dao more powerful?"
"It's not that Mo Dao is more powerful, it's that the Six Guards of Northern Xinjiang no longer have the fear when facing the cavalry. Once their morale rises, they will no longer be afraid of any enemy. The brave are fearless and the benevolent are invincible. Let's look at Heng Dao's drawings!"
"Isn't this the Huanshou Sword?"
"The Hengdao evolved from the Huanshou Dao. It is lighter and sharper than the Huanshou Dao. It can be used by both infantry and cavalry. This time, the 10,000-strong army of my husband in the south of the Yangtze River to suppress bandits and 5,000 people are equipped with this Hengdao. A person who has practiced a little bit of boxing and kicking can cut the enemy in half with a single blow. Apart from the military hangar of the General Supervisor and the Ministry of War, only Weifu has a copy of the craftsmanship for making Hengdao. Isn't Weifu very powerful?"
"It's amazing. Husband, you are an official of the Ministry of Revenue but you have secret files from the Ministry of War. Of course it's amazing!"
"Sigh... No matter how powerful he is, he is just a chess piece. Even a ninth-grade master cannot escape the identity of just a chess piece. What do you think?"
"Or...maybe!"
Liu Mingzhi gently raised Yun Qingshi's jade hand and put it in front of his eyes: "What a beautiful pair of hands. The white jade is flawless and the skin is like gelatin. They are like a beauty in the world. I will leave anything to my servants to do in the future." Okay, look, you’ve already got calluses, but you have a fairy-like face but a pair of calloused hands, how ugly it is, your husband will feel bad for you!”
Yun Qingshi slowly held her hand: "I will never wash clothes by myself again. If your husband doesn't like it, I will take good care of it in the future. These calluses are the result of the calluses that I was raped by Mother Han in Tianxiang Tower in the past." I left it behind when I was forced to practice piano. I just need to protect it from now on, so that my husband won’t be upset when he sees it!”
"My husband hasn't heard the poem clearly for a long time and you're playing the harp. Someone's here!"
"Master Marquis, please give me your orders!"
"Go to Madam Qingshi's room and ask Chun'er, the maid, to bring Madam's guqin. I want to listen to Madam playing the guqin!"
"yes!"
"Husband, I'd better go get it as a concubine!"
Liu Mingzhi hugged Yun Qingshi's waist tightly: "Look, I just said that you don't have to do it yourself and you forgot, to be a wife, you need to have the momentum of a wife!"
"I know it!"
"I gave you Heng Dao, I gave you Mo Dao, I gave you Banniu Crossbow, I gave you the blueprints of the treasure ship, and I gave you the blueprints of the Divine Arm Crossbow. I gave you everything that should be given. What else do you want? The blueprints of this study are all important. Yes, what else is worth looking at? Qingshi, do you think people are always so dissatisfied?"
A trace of confusion flashed across Yun Qingshi's eyes, and he was stunned for a moment before speaking softly: "Human nature is greedy, and there is always a second thought!"
"Yes, you are right! Human nature is greedy, but that's not necessarily the case. Just like Liu Song raised a canary for her husband, he wanted to get a few more for her husband but was rejected by her husband. You Do you know why?"
"How can I understand my husband's thoughts?"
"Because my husband is familiar with raising this canary and knows the character of this canary, I don't want to raise another one, because if I raise it again, my husband will have to be on guard against the canary's habits and whether it is aggressive. Sex, these are all unknown, so as a husband, I only keep one that I am familiar with and can control! Understand..."
"Miss Marquis Chun'er...ah...Chun'er didn't see anything, Chun'er retreat immediately!"
Chun'er held the guqin and saw Liu Mingzhi and Liu Mingzhi being intimate with a hint of joy in their eyes. She immediately turned around, avoided her eyes, and walked outside!
"Come back! Leave the guqin to Mrs. Qingshi!"
"yes!"
Chun'er put down her guqin and gave the lady an encouraging look, then trotted out of the study with a snicker.
Yun Qingshi stood up slowly, picked up the guqin and adjusted it a few times: "Husband, do you want to go to the pavilion?"
"No, just play it here!"
"Okay, what music would you like to hear, husband?"
"There are enemies on all sides, so let's play "House of Flying Daggers" that my husband still remembers deeply from back then!"
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