God-level Consort of the Tang Dynasty

Cui San introduced: "My lord, this is my master's meeting gift. These three luminous pearls are all top-quality products, as big as pigeon eggs. They are rare to see in other places, even in the imperial palace. Master Ma , as long as you agree to cooperate with my master, this is yours, even if you sell these few beads, it will make you worry-free for the rest of your life."

Ma Zhou looked carefully, but he was not moved. Instead, his face sank, and he asked, "Your master, what is your origin?"

Cui San chuckled: "My lord, you don't need to know about this. You just need to know that cooperating with my master will never lose your benefits."

"Hmph," Ma Zhou snorted suddenly, and slapped his palm on the table, "This priceless thing must be something you want me to do, isn't it easy?"

Cui San smiled and said: "It's just a matter of raising one's hand, it's just a matter of raising one's hand. My master said that as long as Mr. Ma can collect evidence, and take a copy of Du He, so that His Majesty no longer trusts Du He, these beads are yours."

Snapped.

Ma Zhou slapped the table again: "It's unreasonable, it's really unreasonable...Hmph, Boduhe, Huyi County, devoted himself to the great Tang society, worked hard, didn't take money, didn't break the law, what reason does this officer have to join him? Don't you let me Am I acting out of conscience? Really, come here, send this person out to me, and he will never be allowed to enter the house. "

As soon as the words were finished, the butler came up with a few servants and invited Cui San away.

Cui San left Ma Zhou's mansion, hurried all the way, and finally came to a teahouse near the West Market.

Enter the triple gate, pass through several corridors, and enter the last small courtyard.

Standing in the middle of the courtyard was a man wearing a black cloak and a golden mask. He was the ghost who had practiced lightness kung fu that day.

The ghost turned his head and asked Cui San, "How is the matter going?"

Cui San cuitou said dejectedly: "My lord, that Ma Zhou is really abominable. Instead of accepting our conditions, he sent someone to drive me out."

Chapter 278 Fans

The ghosts and gods were silent for a while.

After a long time, he said: "According to the master, although Ma Zhou is only a small censor, he has won the emperor's trust. If he came forward to impeach Du He, it might not work once or twice, but after a long time, the emperor He would definitely be suspicious of Du He... But he didn't expect that in just a few days, Ma Zhou would actually speak for Du He. He's only Ma Zhou."

Cui San said regretfully: "Yes, it's a pity, Ma Zhou has the style of Wei Zheng, dare to speak out, if he didn't suddenly stand on Du He's side, he would definitely be a great help to us."

The ghost snorted: "In this case, then we don't need to be polite to him. Ma Zhou has a nephew from his hometown. He heard that he hides in Xinghua Square all day playing mahjong. Maybe we can make a fuss about him." .”

Cui San's eyes lit up: "Yes, Lord Ghost, you are really clever."

When the two quietly joined forces, a vicious plot was formed.

……

Ten days later, the basic layout of the Guozijian was formed.

Du He was finally freed from the construction site.

He originally planned to take over the land of Yonghe Liufang immediately, but he learned that Xu Zhiyuan, the county magistrate of Chang'an, was leading people to clear the land, mainly to remove the original residents. I am too lazy to intervene, so I simply go back to Dream Group to rest for a few days.

Going back to the life of eating and sleeping every day and flirting with the two princesses, Du He thought to himself, this is the life of a dude.

However, before resting for two days, trouble appeared again.

In the afternoon of this day, the sun was scorching.

Suddenly news came that two workers in the furniture factory had fainted.

Before Du He could take it to heart, another news came that three workers of Datang Study had fainted.

Yang Hao, Zhang Du and others hurriedly asked Sun Simiao to make a diagnosis.

Not long after, Sun Simiao came to tell Du He: "These people are all suffering from heatstroke. The production line of the furniture factory and Datang Study has a small and closed space, and today the weather is getting hotter and hotter. It’s happening, those who are strong and strong can recover from heatstroke, but some people who are weak may be in danger of dying. Huyi county uncle, we need to find a way to deal with this matter as soon as possible.”

Du He personally went to see the five workers who fainted, and saw all of them lying on the bed with pale faces, and the condition was very bad.

Du He immediately decided that the workers of Datang Study and Furniture Factory would have half a day off.

Just when everyone was immersed in joy, Du He had already led Mo Yifei into the furniture factory, planning to carry out some renovations on the furniture factory first.

It took less than half an hour for the two of them to enter, but they were already hot and sweating profusely.

Especially Mo Yifei, who was originally wearing light clothes, soon, the clothes on her body were tightly attached to her body, faintly visible and extremely charming.

Du He couldn't help but take a few more glances.

This guy's small eyes were noticed by Mo Yifei, and instead of being angry, the latter was a little excited.

To Mo Yifei's regret, Du He only took a few more glances and didn't make any other moves.

Mo Yifei held the blueprint in his left hand and a pencil that did not exist in this era in his right hand, and said, "For the present plan, the only way to do it is to open a few more windows on the walls around the furniture factory."

Du He shook his head: "It's useless. There are hundreds of people gathered in this workshop at a time. It's useless to just open the windows. If the air doesn't flow, it won't solve the heat problem."

Mo Yifei blinked, her long eyelashes were like butterfly wings: "Air flow?"

Du He smiled and explained: "Yes, air flow will generate wind, which can solve the problem of heat. Since there is no wind, then we will artificially create wind."

Mo Yifei thought for a while before asking: "Could it be that you want to hire another group of disaster victims, and each of them will fan the wind here with a fan?"

Du He laughed, turned around, patted Mo Yifei on the head, and said, "Fortunately, you are still a descendant of the Mohist family. You are only half right. You can indeed use a fan to fan the wind, but it is not using manual labor, but using machinery."

As he spoke, Du He knelt down and began to write and draw on the paper.

While drawing, Du He said: "Water power can not only create a semi-automatic production line for us, but also use water power to make a water-powered fan. This is a simple prototype. It only needs a transmission belt to drive the fan to rotate day and night. Keep the air flowing in the production workshop and solve the problem of stuffy heat stroke."

Not long after, Du He drew a huge three-leaf fan on the paper.

Mo Yifei's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly picked up the blueprint: "This... is it really possible?"

It was a device she had never seen before.

Du He pointed to the blueprint and explained it in detail before saying: "Of course, this is just a blueprint. To realize it, further experiments are needed. I will leave this task to you."

"Don't worry, Xiao Caiyi..."

Just halfway through speaking, Mo Yifei suddenly fell into Du He's arms while supporting his forehead.

Du He looked down and immediately yelled that it was not good.

In this extremely sweltering environment, even an old man like Du He couldn't stand it, not to mention a little girl like Mo Yifei, who actually suffered from heatstroke.

As soon as he picked him up, he hurried out.

As soon as I walked outside, I saw Zhang Du, Yang Hao, and Lao Fu squatting in the corner.

These people looked up and saw Du He running out with wet body holding Mo Yifei in his arms. Mo Yifei looked extremely weak and his clothes were disheveled, and the two of them were sweating profusely.

Yang Hao stood up and said in surprise: "Mother, the young master is too fierce, he tortured Miss Mo to the point of fainting."

Zhang Du showed a wretched smile, and nodded: "I heard that the young master has eaten the big tonic pill given by the old sun, which is comparable to a cow!"