Liu Mingzhi solved the lotus seed soup in the clay pot three times, five times and two times, and got up again to grind the saltpeter in the clay pot!
Yun Qingshi obediently put away the porridge bowl and utensils and walked to her husband: "Husband, do you want me to help you? Anyway, I can't sleep. I can chat with my husband to relieve his boredom, and I can also do trivial things for him. thing!"
Liu Mingzhi paused and chuckled while grinding the ink saltpeter!
"Okay, you can grind the charcoal in the stone trough into powder. Don't worry, just take a rest when you are tired!"
"Okay! I know it!"
Yun Qingshi sat on the stone bench and stepped on the grinding wheel on the stone trough to grind the charcoal in the stone trough back and forth!
"Husband, why don't you use iron tools or copper tools? These charcoals can't be used for medicine, why do you cherish them so much?"
It can't be used as medicine, but it can be fatal, Young Master Liu secretly thought with a smile while looking at Yun Qingshi, pouring the disappearing powder into a clay pot and replacing it with another ingredient!
"In addition to the prescriptions, where can I get them? It's not convenient to let my servants disturb others at night. It happened that the equipment for making fireworks in the past for my husband had not been discarded in the warehouse, so I rummaged through them and made them. A dozen barrels of fireworks are enough, just make ends meet!”
"Okay, I understand!"
The lights were dim, and the couple chatted while grinding all the ingredients for making fireworks into fine powder!
"Ah! Husband, you are so annoying!"
I don't know when it started, Yun Qingshi screamed and dodge around the pavilion, and Young Master Liu's palms were full of marks left by charcoal, and he wiped them towards Yun Qingshi's pretty face!
There were already dense fingerprints on Yun Qingshi's pretty face, which looked just like a little cat!
"If you don't come, you will bully me, a weak woman, and I won't come!"
Yun Qingshi put her hands on her knees, gasped and looked angrily at her husband, who was waving his fingers and baring his teeth and claws at her, and stopped in resignation!
There is no need to run away. There is nothing wrong with letting your husband do whatever he wants. You have to take a bath sooner or later anyway, so what difference does it make if you take more or less!
Liu Mingzhi pointed his finger at the tip of Yun Qingshi's nose: "Why don't you run away?"
Yun Qingshi pouted her red lips and shook her head angrily. She naturally leaned towards her husband, took the initiative to grab Liu Mingzhi's hand and put it on the third of her waist. Pointing at the moonlight in the sky!
"Husband, I really want to watch this moon with you for the rest of my life!"
Liu Mingzhi was slightly startled, his arms tightly wrapped around Yun Qingshi's waist, and he looked up at the moon in the sky!
"Today's people cannot see the ancient moon, but today's moon once illuminated the ancients."
"People in ancient times and today are like water flowing, and we look at the bright moon together like this."
"Shi'er, this moon has shone on thousands of people. Only if you don't leave any regrets in life can you live a more comfortable life. I hope that you can spend your life together with your husband!"
"Husband...jun...do you really have Qingshi in your heart?"
"How could you have lived in the Liu Mansion for so many years if not? We are a couple who got married in Tianxiang Tower. I am Liu Mingzhi's person in life, and Liu Mingzhi's ghost in death. Shi'er, life is short, enjoy yourself in the moment. ! Just like a poem says!”
Yun Qingshi raised his head slightly and looked at Liu Mingzhi's chin with a sigh and stubble as he looked at the sky! "What poem?"
"If there are flowers, you must break them off; don't wait until there are no flowers to break off branches!"
Yun Qingshi pondered for a while, turned around and hugged Liu Mingzhi's back: "Husband, please stay with me today!"
"Hiss...hmm...clear poetry!"
Young Master Liu, who took a breath of cold air, looked at Yun Qingshi, who looked expectantly, with a strange expression, and his tone suddenly became somewhat meaningful!
"Husband, what's wrong?"
Yun Qingshi looked at Young Master Liu in surprise. She felt that her husband had become a little strange. She said such words so bluntly. Shouldn't her husband's reaction be that she should carry her back to her room to rest?
What's going on with this young master who is hesitant to speak and looks like a gentleman!
"These fireworks will be used tomorrow. I haven't weighed them yet. I think I'll have a sleepless night today. Let's go in a few days. Go back in a few days. Be good and be obedient!"
Yun Qingshi looked at Liu Dashao with resentment and nodded slightly: "I know, I will help you weigh it!"
"Just a steelyard is enough for my husband. You go back first and wash off the charcoal dust on your face. You look like the beggar woman on the street now. Be obedient!"
Yun Qingshi hurriedly covered her pretty face: "I'm leaving."
Liu Mingzhi looked at Yun Qingshi's running back and smiled lightly: "If I don't let you completely return to your heart, my young master's all these years will be in vain."
Liu Mingzhi muttered a few times and walked towards the pavilion to continue making fireworks!
Yun Qingshi stood behind the pavilion pillars in the corridor, looked at her husband's busy back with sad eyes, and sighed faintly!
"Is charcoal really used to make gunpowder, or is it just something the husband wants to cover up?"
"The other smell should be something like saltpeter. As for the last one, it's hard to say!"
"Sister Wanyan, it's not that Ling'er doesn't want to help you, it's that your husband is too vigilant!"
"He used the opportunity of speaking to block the rest of the ingredients, and finally deliberately smeared charcoal ash on Ling'er's face as an excuse to let Ling'er leave the bath."
"Ling'er can't even take a look at how to prepare gunpowder. Even sister Yun's husband won't let her help. How can you ask Ling'er to investigate."
“Don’t wait until there are no flowers and break the branches; don’t wait until there are no flowers and break the branches.”
Yun Qingshi whispered a few words and walked helplessly towards his courtyard.
The moon loomed in the clouds, and Liu Mingzhi used a small scale to weigh the proportions of various materials.
Pour the final prepared gunpowder into the sticky flower barrel, compact it with a wooden stick, and then go through several processes to complete the barrel of fireworks.
The sound of cockcrow brought Liu Mingzhi back to his senses. He looked at the fifteen barrels of fireworks on the ground and shrugged helplessly.
"To be polite, to be polite, except during the Southern and Northern Wars, I have never been able to sleep all night long. I hope you can understand my difficulties."
During the tea ceremony, Liu Mingzhi moved the fireworks to the corridor and piled them up.
Then he brought a bucket of water and thoroughly cleaned the items in the pavilion. After stretching, he walked towards the room with four little cotton-padded jackets with a secret look on his face.
"Yue'er, Daddy is really reluctant to let you leave Daddy's side, but for your safety Daddy has to agree to your mother's request."
"Don't blame Daddy. In Daddy's heart, you children are indistinguishable from each other. You are all Daddy's pet peeves!"
"Daddy will write you a letter when he misses you. Then he will go to Shanhaiguan and wait for you to come see daddy. It's not that daddy doesn't want to find you. You don't understand your mother, but daddy does."
"Once you go to the Kingdom of Jin and cross the border of the Kingdom of Jin, it will be easy for dad to go but hard to come back."
"There are still your brothers and sisters here in Dalong. Daddy can only wrong you. It's not that Daddy values them more than you. It's just that Daddy has too much helplessness and cannot tell you. Can you understand Daddy?"
With a creak, Liu Mingzhi pushed open the room where the four little cotton-padded jackets lived and slowly walked in.
Looking at the thick red candle still burning on the table, Liu Mingzhi picked the wick a few times with the wire, and the room became brighter.
"Master, why are you here?"
The maid who was sitting behind the screen and keeping vigil came out immediately when she heard the noise. When she saw Liu Mingzhi, she hurriedly saluted.
"Shh!"
Liu Mingzhi signaled the maid to be silent and gestured for her to retreat.
The maid gently stepped back towards the door.
Liu Mingzhi walked slowly behind the screen and looked at the four little cotton-padded jackets on the bed, dumbfounded.
The little cutie was wrapped in a quilt and lying on her three sisters like a loach.
Drool dripped all over the edge of the bed. I don't know what sweet dream I had.
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