Chapter 107: Sleeping with a big quilt

Style: Historical Author: The flight of a birdWords: 2276Update Time: 24/02/20 17:13:03
Half an hour later,

There was silence in the tent, and everyone seemed to be thinking about something.

"Pa~!"

As the fuel ran out, the hot air balloon slowly fell after the introduction of cold air, and finally fell with a pop.

"Remember this, a hot air balloon cannot make an emergency landing when its fuel is exhausted! Before the balloon takes off, external fuel must be used to introduce hot air to reduce the weight of the fuel carried by the balloon.

Also, the candidates to board the hot air balloon should all be the female soldiers brought by Liang Xiaoyu! They are lightweight and consume less fuel. I only need half an hour, and I can defeat two Mo family formations within half an hour! "

Sun Simiao picked up the hot air balloon that landed on the ground, as if he had picked up a treasure. He patted Yang Ming on the shoulder excitedly and said:

"Brother, if this thing can carry people into the sky, it will greatly refresh people's understanding of the sky. This is not a comparable instrument like a kite or a Kongming lantern, but it can carry living people to the sky!

Brother Wei has a heartless request. Can he participate in this mission? Even if it is only half an hour, Brother Wei wants to experience it in the sky! "

Yang Ming trembled after hearing this.

This is still in the experimental stage. If you, a great god, are invited to heaven, something will happen. Don't say that we are brothers who want to be the boss, even if we are brothers, I will let Li Er and everyone in the world be sprayed to death!

"Brother, please stop making trouble! This project has not been completed yet, but this is just to buy time to rescue Wan'er, so we came up with this strategy. When I develop hydrogen next year, we two brothers will go to the sky to admire the moon together!"

Sun Simiao didn't buy it after hearing it, as if he was acting like a child.

"By the time you improve the hot air balloon, the grass on my grave will be ten feet high. How can I go up to the sky and enjoy the moon? I don't care. If you can't get on the hot air balloon this time, I won't help you calculate the wind direction tomorrow!" "

Yang Ming:. . . . . .

After a cup of tea,

Yang Ming was dejected. His ideological work was not done well. Little did he know that Sun Simiao, who was over seventy years old, was very determined to reach the sky. He could only bear the huge pressure and have ten hot air balloons built overnight before sending away his proud and sworn brother.

"You two, please listen to me. When the formation breaks tomorrow, the hot air balloon that eldest brother is riding in will be placed in an open area. Don't cut the rope, just let him lift off where he is. Make sure that eldest brother is safe!"

In response to Yang Ming's instructions, Jin Zhiyuan raised her right hand, as if she had some suggestions.

"Husband, how about we do some tricks on the hot air balloon that my uncle is riding on. Let his hot air balloon not fly high and not too short. Then we can put some weeds under the hot air balloon to reduce the risk of falling!"

Yang Ming stroked Jin Zhiyuan's smooth little face, then gently scratched the bridge of her nose and said:

"Okay! They are really three cobblers who can rival Zhuge Liang!"

As she got to know Yang Ming's temper better and better, Jin Zhini also dared to cry out against Yang Ming's injustice. Seeing that he was left out, he pouted and said dissatisfiedly:

"Are you the cobbler yourself?! Hmph!"

Yang Ming also knows that if you want the horse to run, you can't give it grass!

He had no choice but to promise Wan'er that he would keep his virginity before the wedding!

Think about your past life, if you endure it for a while, it will be over after a few decades!

"You ghost, don't you want to save Wan'er for your husband as soon as possible, and also carry you two to bed?! If you dare to speak rudely again in the future, see how I can act as a husband!"

Yang Ming hugged Jin Zhini, who was pouting, and slapped her hard on the butt. Then he kissed her on the little face, which made the little goblin confused.

Husband slapped my butt? ! My husband kissed me for the first time? !

"Husband, I want to kiss you too!"

On the side, Jin Zhiyuan saw that Jin Zhini was successful in acting coquettishly, so she also used her charm to kiss Yang Ming's beauty.

"Bo!"

Yang Ming hugged Jin Zhiyuan and kissed her hard on the cheek. Then he hugged them and slowly walked outside the tent.

"Okay! Let's get here first tonight, otherwise my husband won't be able to control his lower body later! If you want to sleep with each other and be together forever, then use your skills and let your husband rescue Wan'er tomorrow, and we will We can realize sleeping together as soon as possible!”

The two sisters were so flirted with by Yang Ming and were promised to sleep together. Just like Sun Simiao, they were resurrected with full blood after working all day. They hurried to the female soldiers to choose suitable ones for boarding the hot air balloon. candidate.

As for the people who could participate in making the hot air balloon, Yang Ming did not dare to be careless for fear of revealing the method. He specially asked Big Speaker to rush back to the Yang Mansion and asked Uncle Yang to select 300 skilled people overnight and send them to the bamboo forest.

"Master Hou is here!"

"Master Marquis is here! Kneel down quickly!"

The refugee camp is abuzz, it’s as lively as the Spring Festival!

They told each other, the adults took the children, the old people took the grandchildren, and they knelt down in a large area outside the bamboo forest.

This group of refugees originally planned to follow the general trend and flee to Chang'an. It's just that during this long journey, several children in the family must starve to death. After all, there is a famine in Daizhou, and there is not a bite to eat along the way.

It was because of their hesitation that they waited for Yang Ming. Yang Ming first provided porridge for disaster relief in the mansion, and later asked them to go to the bamboo forest to exercise and learn military formations.

Although there was an accident during the process, causing some casualties. But on the whole, Yang Ming not only took care of their food and drink, but also had jobs to do with the old, weak, women and children in the family, so that everyone could fill their stomachs.

Yang Ming was a little embarrassed by this wave of enthusiastic refugees.

He originally asked the loudspeaker to call the refugees to help break the formation, but for some reason. From word to word, it turned out that the Marquis asked them to learn military formations, exercise their physical fitness, so that they can protect their families and country, and also take care of the food!

But fortunately, the Mo family is proud of the eight-door golden lock formation that once impressed the Shaolin sect. With everyone's concerted efforts, it was defeated within an hour!

"Thank you for your hard work!"

Yang Ming ascended and shouted, countless torches shook vigorously, and they finally saw the appearance of their benefactor.

"Thank you for your hard work, Mr. Hou!"

"Master Marquis has worked hard, Master Marquis is a thousand years old!"

"Master Hou, thank you very much for your hard work, Master Marquis!"

. . . . . .

Yang Ming raised his hands high, and after the noisy cheers calmed down, he saluted in the direction of Chang'an City and said seriously:

"Dear fellow villagers, the most important reason why Xiaohou was able to free up so much food was because His Majesty knew about the disaster in our Dai County. Thanks to Xiaohou's unremitting efforts, the Emperor's grace was so great that His Majesty also sent a lot of food.

Therefore, the main thing we want to thank is our sage emperor. The emperor is in charge of Chang'an and strategizing, while Xiaohou is only responsible for disaster relief here when he is in danger. "

There was a commotion in the crowd again, with dragons and snakes mixed together.

Some of them are bad people who came here to obtain information on their own initiative, some are unknown forces who want to kill Yang Ming, and some are the eyes and ears that Yang Ming planted inside.

"Long live the Emperor, a thousand live the Marquis!"

In the darkness, a small group of people began to follow Yang Ming, facing the direction of Chang'an, and kowtowed. All the people immediately turned to Chang'an City and thanked the emperor for his great kindness.

The atmosphere had been enhanced to this point. In order to make Li Shimin feel better, Yang Ming rolled his eyes and immediately paid attention.

How about getting a Wanmin umbrella for Li Shimin to play with? !