At midnight, the carriage drove into the gate of Duanjiabao.
Except for the guards on duty, the people in Duanjiabao had already fallen into a deep sleep.
In this world without much entertainment, people seem to have nothing else to do except go to bed early and do some of the most primitive activities at night.
The sound of the wheels rubbing against the ground was extremely loud in this silent world.
A stray little spotted dog in the corner of the city wall was startled and kept barking.
A certain guard who had just woken up and lay down again after a day of training frowned slightly.
The carriage drove straight into the Duan family compound.
The lights in the study were still on.
Duan Wenjun was lying on the desk, writing furiously, drawing some kind of drawing.
Next to him, Cuiping looked a little sleepy, her eyes had been closed, and she was fanning him with the cattail leaf fan in her hand.
On the chair next to the desk, Duan Xiaoxing seemed to be in good spirits, holding a book and reading it with gusto.
The young master said that knowledge is the source of power.
Even if the gods taught him many skills in his dreams, if he didn't study, they wouldn't be able to be transformed into reality.
Of course, Duan Xiaoxing had rarely seen the young master reading before.
However, since the young master said so, he must have read it.
He felt that maybe the young master was watching secretly behind his back.
Otherwise, how could he write such good poems and write the "twenty-two-character mantra" about why he should study?
Even Mr. Qin, the dean of Sihai Academy, admired the young master with admiration and became his friend every year. He kept calling him "brother"...
Duan Xiaoxing doesn't think he can be as powerful as the young master, but he feels that he must not fall behind.
Otherwise, I'm afraid the young master will only take Daxia Mo out with him in the future, and I won't be able to be the young master's little follower.
From the first day he entered the Duan Mansion, the master told him to follow the young master inseparably and protect the young master...
By the way, I have to protect the young master.
The young master has been doing morning exercises for the past few months, and his body seems to be much better than before.
Starting from tomorrow, I will get up earlier and exercise.
It would be best for Mo Daxia to teach him some martial arts, so that he can protect the young master...
Duan Wenjun didn't know Duan Xiaoxing's thoughts, and he didn't have time to study Duan Xiaoxing's thoughts.
In the past few days, he has been studying Zhuge Liannu.
In his previous life, although he had never seen this thing with his own eyes, he had seen models and drawings.
Now Ma Xinyuan's blacksmith shop has begun to make black iron horizontal knives and hand crossbows, and he has asked them to rush to make a batch.
At that time, all the escorts who follow him to the capital can be equipped.
Now, Ma Xinyuan has worked out the detailed data for each part of the hand crossbow in accordance with his requirements, and Gu Hongfu has also allocated three hundred people to start production, which is almost ready for mass production.
However, this black iron horizontal sword requires relatively high experience of the blacksmith. Although Ma Xinyuan and the others have recruited some apprentices, they are not yet skilled enough. The output has not increased, and they can only make about ten swords a day.
However, whether it is a black iron crossbow or a hand crossbow, these are weapons carried by the guards. If they fight at a distance, they will be at a disadvantage.
The last time Ma Sanyan and the others attacked Duanjiabao, they relied on the unique design of the Gray Immortal Corridor to eliminate them with bows and arrows.
If you rely on black iron crossbows and hand crossbows to engage in hand-to-hand combat, even if you can win, there will definitely be damage.
Zhuge Liannu has always been a weapon for city defense.
Moreover, the general principle is similar to that of a repeating hand crossbow.
However, it is larger, has bigger arrows, and more arrows.
Therefore, he thought that during the time when he went to Kyoto to go to Liang, Ma Xinyuan and the others would study the address.
At that time, if Zhuge Liannu is hit on the tower of Duanjiabao, no matter how many bandits there are, he will not be afraid.
It’s just that there are drawings drawn one after another, but something seems to be missing.
I thought hard but had no clue.
The sound of the carriage broke his already restless thoughts.
He couldn't help but frowned. "Can you make people feel more at ease this late at night? Xiaoxing, go and see what the sound is."
Duan Xiaoxing put down his book and ran out quickly.
Cuiping was also awakened from her drowsiness. She shook the cattail leaf fan in her hand and said, "Master, this is the sound of the wheels."
"Wagon?" Duan Wenjun was stunned when he heard this, then stood up suddenly, hugged Cuiping's head, and kissed her forehead, "Cuiping, I really love you to death!"
Cuiping was immediately embarrassed, her face turned red with embarrassment.
She was panicked, but secretly happy. When she was about to say something, she found that Duan Wenjun was muttering "wheels and wheels, wheels and wheels" while quickly drawing on the drawing on the table.
The young master didn't even notice his embarrassment just now.
Did the young master confess to himself just now?
Moreover, the young master even kissed himself.
Cuiping's heart was jumping around like several deer.
Myself, what's going on?
In the past, the young master had tried to take advantage of him many times, but he had been threatened with death.
Ever since he woke up after being kidnapped, he has become very well-behaved, which is something he is not used to.
However, today, the young master actually kissed himself...
He also said that he "loves" himself to death.
How can you say this?
It's just too disgusting.
If someone hears it, it will be considered offensive.
But why is he so happy in his heart?
If there is skin-to-skin contact, there must be skin-to-skin contact!
Anyway, from the moment he was bought into the Duan family, he became the young master's person...
But why did the young master suddenly lose the intention to continue, and instead became more obsessed with drawing drawings that he couldn't understand?
Cuiping looked at Duan Wenjun, confused.
Because Duan Wenjun seemed very excited at the moment and kept talking about something Cuiping couldn't understand.
"Car wheels, car wheels, add a few wheels here as pulleys, and then use the pulleys to save labor..."
Duan Wenjun completely ignored Cuiping's existence and quickly started drawing on the drawing.
After a moment, he finally stopped writing, lifted up the drawing, looked at it carefully, and said, "Damn it, it's been two days, I'm exhausted, I finally got it done!"
After saying that, he turned to look at Cuiping, "Cuiping, you are a great hero! You really woke up the dreamer with just one word."
"Hey, why is your face so red?" He reached out and touched Cuiping's forehead. "What's wrong? It's so hot. You have a fever! Get Doctor Hua or Doctor Wang to take a look..."
"Master, I, I'm fine!" Cuiping replied hurriedly.
Why does it feel like the young master has completely forgotten what happened just now?
How can I say this to myself?
Just when Cuiping was nervous, Duan Xiaoxing walked in, "Master, Mo Daxia and Zhao Xiaowu are back."
