Han Changmu raised his eyelids, raised the corners of his lips slightly, and the smile in his eyes was like ripples, and said casually: "You are better at decoction."
Yao Yao pursed his lips and was speechless, rolling his eyes secretly.
It's not very harmful, it's very insulting.
Walking out with the medicine, he happened to see the garrison dragging the crossbow abandoned by the Turks into the garrison. Han Changmu stopped and looked at it with interest for a few more times before following Xu Xiangli who came out and slowly walked into the ground. warehouse.
Meng Sui and others all had their own errands, either boarding the garrison to take a lookout, or going to the post station to take care of the poisoned garrison and remove the remaining poison.
Only Xu Xiangli and Zhu Rong were guarding the basement.
It seems that Xu Xiangli attaches great importance to this person and trusts Zhu Rong extremely. He is unwilling to do anything by others and has to watch it himself.
Han Changmu nodded towards Xu Xiangli, and said in a rare soft voice: "Guard Xu, I will give him acupuncture first to wake him up, and then give him decoction to make him breathe. After he wakes up, you must keep your story short and ask questions first. Know about the crossbows." He gasped softly: "Guard Xu must remember that after he wakes up, he only has half an hour."
Xu Xiangli sighed with a complicated expression and nodded silently.
Han Changmu composed his mind, took a long needle, baked it on the candlelight, and slowly dropped it into the top of his head.
After pausing for a moment, he placed the needles one after another, stably inserting several acupuncture points without even shaking his hands.
Yao Yao originally thought that Han Changmu was deceiving Li Yushan by telling him that he knew how to do acupuncture, but now looking at Han Changmu's methods, he really knew how to do acupuncture, and his skills seemed to be very good.
She suddenly remembered something.
No matter when and where, there are two kinds of people in this world, one is a doctor and the other is a teacher.
It seems that this really makes sense.
There was a delicate watch placed in the corner of the darkroom, and the sound made people's scalp tighten up bit by bit.
The wait is long, and the longer you wait, the more desperate you will become.
During the silent waiting, a very slight moan suddenly sounded, and the skinny man seemed to move.
Several people hurriedly poked their heads to take a look.
The man's cheek twitched violently, and he slowly and feebly opened his eyes.
His eyes were scattered and blank, and his dark eyes were faintly gray, without any brilliance.
His distracted eyes wandered around the faces of several people, and finally landed on Xu Xiangli's face. He obviously remembered those years and Xu Xiangli. He murmured at the corner of his lips and said in a weak and feeble voice: "Xu Liu ."
Xu Xiangli's expression was gloomy and his eyes lost their luster. He choked and nodded: "Hey, it's me. Come on, Wang Wu, drink some medicine. You'll be fine soon."
Seeing the man named Wang Wu holding the medicine bowl and reluctantly drinking the medicine, Yao Yao felt very clogged in his heart, and he felt a sense of guilt for coaxing people to die.
Although this bowl of medicine is not a murderous poison, it is not much different.
After drinking the medicine, Wang Wu took a breath and a strange flush appeared on his face.
He struggled to get up, feeling that he was really feeling better. He looked at Xu Xiangli and said slowly: "Xu Liu, I, I know, I don't have much time. Come quickly, get a pen and paper. While I still have the strength, I will First, draw the manufacturing diagram."
Xu Xiangli and Zhu Rong hurriedly helped Wang Wu up, laid out the paper and ink, and put the pen into his hand.
His hand had no strength and could not hold the barrel of the pen. The palm of his hand was wet with sweat and slipped straight down. His whole body was trembling and he could not write a word at all.
After struggling for only a moment, he was already breaking out in a weak sweat.
Wang Wu's degree of weakness was beyond Xu Xiangli's imagination.
Xu Xiang ideally advised Wang Wu to rest for a while, but when he thought that he only had half an hour left, he couldn't say those words of comfort. He thought about it again and then said: "I'll find a soldier who is good at charting. You can dictate it." It would be nice to let him draw it."
Wang Wu nodded and panted: "That's the only way it can be, but it's not enough to be good at drawing. You need to know something about crossbows and the production of crossbows."
Xu Xiangli was a little embarrassed.
Most of the garrison soldiers who can be sent to beacons are from poor backgrounds, have not read much, have no family background, and have no background. Let alone crossbows on cars, even ordinary crossbows are probably the first thing they have done since joining the army. When I touch it, I can only use it.
Han Changmu's heart moved, and he suddenly leaned into Yao Yao's ear and whispered in his ear: "A Yao, you are the one who drew the map."
Yao Yao's eyebrows jumped and he raised his eyes to look at Han Changmu in surprise.
Damn it, how did he know this.
Han Chang Mupi pulled the corner of his mouth with a smile and continued to whisper: "Taught me in the death guard, making crossbows."
Yao Yao pursed her lips. She knew very well that this damn Han Changmu was just talking. She couldn't show any signs of being strange, but she still couldn't help but feel a little nervous. She put her hands against her sides and slowly tightened them.
Han Changmu continued to pursue the victory, whispering with a faint smile: "A Yao, that is the manufacturing map of the crossbow, don't you want it?"
Damn it, the manufacturing map of the crossbow, anyone who doesn’t want it is a fool.
Yao Yao was shaken and looked up at Han Changmu.
Han Changmu raised his eyebrows and chuckled. The hot breath he exhaled while whispering hit Yao Yao's cheeks, turning a rose color slightly. He couldn't help but smile: "If you agree to make the map, I will give you a two-entry courtyard in Tongyi Square."
Tongyifang, the courtyard with two entrances, is worth a lot of money.
Yao Yao cheered in his heart and blurted out without thinking: "Guard Xu, I draw the drawings and I know a little bit about the manufacture of crossbows. Why don't you let me draw them."
As soon as she said this, she regretted it and realized that she had fallen into Han Changmu's trap.
This old man is very evil, every word he says is a trap, and he will be buried alive if he is not careful.
Not only everyone here wants the map for making crossbows, but the Turks also want it. If word gets out that she drew this map, then the Turks won't be done with her.
The crime of holding a jade is that life is really miserable.
But if you say it out loud, it will be like water thrown out, and you can't take it back.
She could only face Xu Xiangli's doubtful gaze, chuckle, and nod her head firmly, thinking in her mind how to deal with his series of questions.
Who knows that Xu Xiangli didn't even ask. It seems that he either trusts this cheap girl or he is quite self-aware of his ability to ask questions. He knows that asking is also a lonely question, so it is better not to humiliate himself. He said readily Waving his hands: "Okay, then I'll draw it, Ah Yao."
After the dust settled, Yao Yao felt relieved. It was not difficult for her to draw a diagram of a crossbow. She whispered to Han Changmu: "Tongyifang's two entrances to the courtyard, don't deny it."
Han Changmu nodded silently with a smile.
Yao Yao jumped for joy again, forgetting all the dangers of harboring a treasure.
Although I have no bottom line when I see Qian, who has a grudge against Qian? It's the Liangjingyuan of Tongyifang.
From now on, she no longer had to live in a public apartment in Jingzhao Mansion, nor did she have to smell anyone's smelly feet or listen to anyone's loud snoring.
Just thinking about it makes me feel happy.
Let tomorrow's self worry about the dangers of tomorrow. Today she is only responsible for happiness.
After laying out his pen, ink, paper and inkstone, Yao Yao moistened his pen and looked at Wang Wu, waiting for him to speak.
Wang Wu's face flushed, he took a breath, and asked with some suspicion: "Does the girl know the structure of the crossbow?"
Yao Yao nodded firmly: "I know, just tell me."
Wang Wu was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect that such a weak and weak girl actually knew. He didn't have time to ask in detail, so he just continued to breathe: "Well, let's talk about the frame first."
His voice was thin, but he spoke very clearly and clearly, and he was not vague about the details.
He said many words in one breath, and by the end, his voice was so low that it was almost inaudible.
After he finished speaking, he actually struggled to get off the kang, stumbled to the desk, and watched Yao Yao lower his head to draw the map.
The abnormal blush on his face was slightly purple, but his lips were particularly frighteningly white.
Seeing Yao Yao put down his pen, he picked up the atlas and looked at it carefully, and was stunned.
He widened his deeply sunken eyes, full of surprise, and asked doubtfully: "Have you ever worked as an errand in the Ordnance Department?"
Yao Yao raised his head and smiled innocently: "Arms Supervisor, what kind of place is that? It sounds very powerful."
Wow, you can really pretend.
Han Changmu staggered and almost laughed out loud. His face was so tense that he couldn't hold back his laughter.
Wang Wu choked for a moment and nodded weakly: "That's the girl. The girl is extremely talented."
Now it was Yao Yao's turn to almost squirt, she curled her lips and smiled noncommittally.
Talent, she doesn't have it. Talent, sorry, how do you spell these two words?
There are so many talents. The so-called talents are all produced by the teacher. Without being beaten, who would want to learn so much, some and some, it is not hard enough.
After Wang Wu saw the diagram drawn by Yao Yao, he felt relieved that he was indeed not an unlearned person. He took a breath and continued to explain the crossbow.
Yao Yao continued to draw with concentration.
The dark room was extremely quiet. Only one person's low voice slowly sounded out, and even the breathing of several other people was restrained and weak.
The light dimmed, Han Changmu leaned forward and cut off a section of the wick, and the light suddenly jumped and brightened.
I don’t know how long it took, but Yao Yao had a stack of maps in his hand, and he drew them very carefully.
Some of the ink marks on the map were spread on the ground before they were fully dry.
Her arms began to feel numb, and her palms were slightly damp, with fine beads of sweat oozing out from them.
Wang Wu's voice gradually became lower and lower, and after saying the word "Okay", his voice finally stopped abruptly.
His head suddenly dropped to the side, his face was as white as paper, as if he had no breath at all.
Han Changmu's heart sank, and he stretched out his hand to try under Wang Wu's nose, then held his neck for a moment, and shook his head sadly.
