Take advantage of King Kang's willingness to say a few more words.
Master Yuan asked while the iron was hot: "I wonder who from the Ministry of Industry invented the stirrup?"
In fact, for this problem, Master Yuan could get the result as long as he waited for the reception to end, or even asked Descartes to send someone to investigate during the Jiefeng Banquet.
Since Emperor Daxing deliberately chose to show the stirrups in front of the world today, he used this to frighten the envoys from the Western Regions, and it achieved such an effect.
So who the inventor is will naturally not be hidden for too long.
But because he was too curious and attached great importance to it, Yuan Guoshi couldn't wait for the answer to this question.
King Kang frowned, recalling what his father had said.
It seems that there is no intention to hide the facts.
In addition, the person who invented the stirrup is not famous, so it is okay to say it.
Thinking like this, King Kang answered truthfully: "This stirrup was originally invented by Jiang Yang, the guard of Jinling Prefecture, to help Jinling Shixian improve his equestrian skills."
He said this, but King Kang knew it in his heart.
Both himself, his father, and his daughter Jingxian, who was responsible for supervising the manufacture of stirrups, all believed that the stirrup was actually invented by Ning Wuhuang.
It's just that the guards of Prefect Jiang were lucky and had an opportunity to leave their name in the history of Daxing.
"Guard of the prefect of Jinling?"
Yuan Guoshi carefully searched his mind for memories of those famous people in Daxing.
Not to mention the guards of Jinling Prefecture.
Even the prefect of Jinling would not have remembered the prefect of Jiang if not for the fact that Jinling was an important tax-rich area in Jiangnan Road.
Who said that during the reign of Governor Jiang, his performance was mediocre and there was nothing worth remembering about him.
Later, it was rumored that something had changed, but he always believed that it was because Ning Wuyan was scheming behind the scenes.
so.
When he heard that the guards of Magistrate Jiang invented the stirrups for Jinling Shixian, a terrible thought flashed through Yuan Guoshi's mind.
Could it be that the real inventor of the stirrup was not Jiang Yang, but Jinling Shi Xian Ning Wukong? !
"Master Yuan, if you go further, you will bump into someone. According to the "Daxing Law Order", if you hit a pedestrian on the street without any reason, you will be punished with thirty sticks and a fine of ten taels of silver. You will be compensated double the cost of medicine and losses to the injured person."
"Hush!"
Yuan Guoshi tightened the reins in time, but found that there was no so-called pedestrian in front of the horse.
He turned to look at King Kang.
I saw King Kang looking at him with a half-smile but not a smile, and said in an arrogant tone: "I advise Yuan Guoshi to calm down and focus on future competitions. Don't think about making trouble on Daxing's territory. What are you doing to Daxing?" Prefect Jinling may not understand that what Prefect Jiang wants to do most is to go to the battlefield and kill the enemy, and this enemy is the Beidi people who once stained Yumen Pass with blood and broke into the pass."
"..."
Master Yuan finally understood.
King Kang had no intention of hiding his hostility towards the Beidi people, and wanted to show it in an intensified manner.
It seems.
Not only did he not intend to cooperate with King Kang, King Kang had never thought of having anything to do with the Beidi people.
But Yuan Guoshi had no thoughts on this point.
Even if King Kang saw through his thoughts, his mind was still filled with the rumored Jinling Poet Immortal.
Not only is he good at composing poetry and couplets, but he is also good at doing business.
Nowadays, even the stirrup, a sacred weapon that benefits the country, may have been made by this person.
Such a genius was born in Daxing.
It's really a pity and a shame.
And sad.
The genius was born in the wrong country that day.
He was destined to die young.
…
"Ah owe!"
Ning Wuyan rubbed his nose, sniffed again, and wrapped the quilt tightly around him.
The temperature dropped suddenly last night and there was frost outside.
Because this body could not withstand this kind of physical cold attack, and because he was not paying attention for a moment, he stretched his arms outside and caught a cold.
Fortunately, this body has a good physical foundation, and it can withstand beatings and illnesses at the same time, so I drank a bowl of ginger juice and worked up a sweat. It was almost better, but my nose was a little stuffy.
At this time, he was walking around the lake outside, and the sudden cold air rushed in through the gap in the car curtain, making him couldn't help but sneeze again.
"Did grandpa miss me?"
Ning Wuyang was lying down bored, and turned to ask his third brother who was cleaning the knife again.
Ning Wujin thought for a moment and nodded.
"Judging by the time, Grandpa should have received the letter sent a few days ago."
That's not it.
If he didn't receive it, he would be able to go to his grandfather in person to deliver the letter in two days.
Ning Wuyang chatted with the third brother for a few more words, but found that the other party was absent-minded.
He said that the third brother from Di had returned to heaven, and he asked the third brother from Dong to return to the south.
The main thing is that every sentence has a response, and every sentence is not on point.
"Third brother, are you worried?"
"Yes...ah no."
Ning Wuyi withdrew his true answer in embarrassment.
Ning Wuyan instantly felt that the brotherhood had weakened.
But he was not someone who forced himself on others, especially the third brother's youthful look, which made him understand at a glance what kind of thoughts he was hiding.
I heard from the manager responsible for liaison with Jinling that the third brother sends a letter to Jinling every three days, along with local specialties.
"Third brother, how many souvenirs did you send back to Jinling?"
"Three servings."
Ning Wuyi answered without thinking, his cheeks slightly red.
Ning Wuyan was even more certain.
The third brother is thinking about spring.
Among the three souvenirs, one was sent to Ning Mansion and the other was sent to Jiang Yan.
As expected, the remaining portion was given to the new oiran of the Xiaoxiang Pavilion, Miss Xirou.
Although Miss Xirou is the new courtesan of Xiaoxiang Pavilion, her character and temperament are definitely not that of a girl raised in a flower house.
He originally thought that distance would make the relationship between the third brother and Miss Xirou weaker, but apparently he underestimated their relationship.
Should he remind the third brother that Miss Xirou’s identity is unknown?
"Meow~~"
Ning Wuyang was about to speak.
The big orange cat, which was sleeping at his feet for warmth, turned over and hooked his toes with its paw, stopping him from speaking.
Ning Wuyan kicked it, "I asked you to get in the car some time ago but you didn't even get in. It's been cold these days and I can't even drive you away."
never mind.
He does not interfere in the emotional affairs of the third brother. He only needs to find out the identity of Miss Xirou to prevent the third brother from being used by external forces.
Although he couldn't see Miss Xirou when he arrived in Jing'an City, he could see Miss Wu Luan.
I don’t know which flower house Miss Wu Luan went to be the signature oiran after she came to the capital?
"When the time comes, we can take Miss Shen and the others to visit the Flower House together and see the difference between the Sleepless City in Jing'an City and the Sleepless City in Jinling City."
When Ning Wuyi heard the word "Hualou", his hand wiping the knife paused, and his heart skipped a beat.
However, after waiting for a long time, the fifth brother who was bored was nowhere to be seen. He asked him about Miss Xirou, and his suspense returned to reality.
He remembered the last letter from Miss Xirou, mentioning that he had arrived in the capital, and went to greet her old friend on her behalf and tell her that she was safe, and his sweet mood was a bit complicated.
He originally didn't like the land of fireworks and willow alleys.
But for the sake of Miss Xirou, he was willing to go to listen to music and watch dancing. At worst, he would bring his fifth brother with him, and others would just think that he was there as a guard.
Fifth brother, I'm sorry.
At worst, I'll pay for the food in your pocket when the time comes.
"Ah owe!"
Ning Wuyan was scratching the cat's chin. This time, there was no cold wind rushing into the car, but he sneezed loudly again.
This made him wonder if someone was secretly thinking about him.
…
Princess Xian's mansion.
Ning Feng had just completed the handover work and returned to the room to simply wash up and prepare to rest for a while so that he would have enough energy to deal with emergencies during the dinner.
As soon as I lay down on the bed, there was a knock on the door.
"Vice General Ning, I have your family letter, and there is also a letter in it for you to deliver to Princess Xian."
