I was a fan in ancient times [Transmigration Book]

The movement here immediately attracted the attention of many people.

A bunch of slaves ran over, of course the fastest one was Yan Zheng.

"Ah Yi!" When Yan Zheng came over, the courtyard door was already crumbling. Before he stretched out his hand slightly, the door fell down, stirring up a cloud of dust.

At this time, Han Yi recovered from his stupefaction, and saw Yan Zheng running in three steps and two steps, jumping over the trees in the courtyard and avoiding the broken and sharp stone table on the ground.

His speed was very fast, and Han Yi was terrified when he saw it. Fearing that something would happen to him, he quickly jumped out with his hands on the window sill and said, "I'm here, I'm here."

Yan Zheng's face was slightly pale at this time, and his light-colored eyes were also a little panicked.

The moment he saw Han Yi, all the panic settled down. In order to worry, he pulled Han Yi to look up and down for a while and asked, "Are you injured?"

Han Yi laughed dryly: "I'm hiding in the house, and it's... not bad."

It's the courtyard of Yanchuan, how can it be explained to others after it has been made into such a state.

He also knew that this thing was a dangerous product, so he didn't even think about large-scale experiments, and always used a small amount to see the effect.

He wasn't in a hurry because the thrust of the black nitrate was not enough, but... what went wrong?

Han Yi had an unbelievable expression on his face, Yan Zheng pulled him and walked out, saying as he walked, "I don't know what you are studying, but it's so dangerous, don't do it anyway."

Han Yi didn't try to be brave, and followed Yan Zheng obediently. The news just now...it was a lie to say that he was not afraid.

It's just that Yan Zheng's pace was too fast, coupled with various obstacles in the yard, Han Yi stumbled and walked very hard.

Before he reached the door, he couldn't keep up with Yan Zheng's pace and fell headfirst on his back.

Yan Zheng immediately turned around and hugged him, without saying a word, he hugged him horizontally and walked out of the yard.

The slave leader who was guarding the yard outside the courtyard was asking in horror, "What happened?"

Han Yi said with some embarrassment: "It's okay, you don't get close here, I will talk to Gongzi Chuan later, and I won't hurt you."

Yan Zheng's footsteps did not stop, and when he finished speaking, everyone had already left a long way.

The slaves looked at each other in blank dismay, and finally left the scene obediently.

After walking out, Han Yi patted Yan Zheng's shoulder and said, "It's alright, it's alright, let me down quickly, what does this look like?"

Yan Zheng paused for a moment, then put him down reluctantly and asked, "What are you doing?"

Han Yi scratched his head and said, "It's nothing, hey, let's think about how to explain to Gongzi Chuan first."

Yan Zheng calmed down at this moment, and he said, "Let's pay some compensation, if not, we'll buy this Zhuangzi."

Han Yi thought for a long time and found that there was only one way. Hey, it turns out that people can't have too much confidence in themselves.

However, the problem is that he doesn't know what went wrong until now. He didn't want to make gunpowder.

Although gunpowder is definitely needed for fireworks, the proportions of the ingredients are different. What is the problem?

Han Yi was puzzled, while Yan Zheng... Yan Zheng was picking his clothes off.

Han Yi came back to his senses and quickly grabbed his wrist and asked, "Why?"

Yan Zheng asked, "How is the wound?"

Han Yi didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Healed up long ago, and I didn't do any strenuous exercise."

However, Yan Zheng still had a look of disbelief, so Han Yi had no choice but to let him go. Anyway, the room is warmer, so just take a look.

Yan Zheng glanced at it and said, "It's just about time to take the medicine."

Han Yi was helpless: "It's already healed and there's no need for it. The medicine is very expensive, so save it."

Yan Zheng said casually: "Bai Shao said it can remove scars."

Han Yi:? ? ? ?

How obsessed are you with your appearance?

After Yanchuan received the news that Zhuangzi had been bombed, he rushed over immediately.

As a result, when he came to look for Han Yi and Yan Zheng, he saw Han Yi coming out and straightening his collar.

Yan Chuan looked at the messy yard in the distance, and then at the two of them, his whole being split up for a moment.

Han Yi said with guilt on his face, "This is my fault. I will immediately find someone to restore the yard to its original state. If Gong Zichuan minds, would you like to sell the yard to me?"

Yan Chuan came back to his senses and said, "Hey, what's the matter, as long as you two have nothing to do."

Han Yi was immediately moved. Regardless of his qualifications in national affairs or the general trend of the world, this person Yanchuan is really good to his friends and values ​​friendship.

In contrast, Yan Zheng seems to be a negative representative.

It's just that in the end, those who don't place too much emphasis on affection will win the world, while those who attach too much importance to affection will be burdened by affection, depressed and retired, which is very real in the world.

The courtyard was destroyed like this, Han Yi and Yan Zheng wanted to continue living here, but Yan Chuan refused to let them, what if there were any hidden dangers?

But when going back, Yan Chuan rarely rode a horse, but came up and squeezed into the bullock cart, looked at Han Yi curiously and asked, "What are you doing? Why are you so powerful?"

Han Yi couldn't help laughing at Yan Chuan, who could only be wronged and shrunk because of his tall stature, and he indeed smiled and said, "It's nothing. I wanted to show Ah Zheng fireworks, but I made a mistake. gone."

"Fireworks?" Yan Zheng and Yan Chuan said in unison.

Yan Zheng was just curious, while Yan Chuan raised his head and thought for a long time, but couldn't figure out how the smoke turned into a flower, could it be the shape of a flower?

But how can people control the shape of smoke?

Han Yi nodded and said: "Yes, I once... made it out once, and it was very beautiful, but then... I didn't study it in depth. I wanted to make it again this time, but... it exploded."

He originally wanted to say that he had seen it before, but then he thought that in this era, even dynamite hadn't appeared, where could he go to watch the fireworks? If he was asked where he saw them, how would he answer then?

Yan Chuan couldn't imagine what the fireworks were like. Hearing that Han Yi had made them, he couldn't help admiring them. He was able to control the smoke. Isn't this a legendary fairy?

He thought for a while and asked cautiously, "Then...can you still get it out?"

As soon as Han Yi wanted to speak, Yan Zheng said, "It's too dangerous, I won't watch it."

He turned his head to look at Han Yi and said, "You don't need to look at this thing, don't take risks."

Han Yi was helpless: "It was really just a mistake."

Yan Zheng was unmoved: "If you make a mistake once, there will be a second time."

Han Yi said: "But isn't that what research is all about? No one can succeed at the first time."

As a scientific researcher, failure is the norm. Every time I succeed, I can be ecstatic, and I can't wait to go downstairs and run twenty laps to express my joy.

Yan Zheng nodded: "I know, but this can be ignored."

Han Yi didn't argue with him about these things. Thinking about it, if he just enjoyed the scenery, it really didn't make much sense, at least not in Yan Zheng's current life.

However, explosives are meaningful, let's talk about this when the two of them are alone.

After the group returned to Wangcheng, Yanchuan was called in by someone sent by the palace at the gate of the city.

Han Yi couldn't help being a little worried after seeing it: "Isn't King Yan also aware of this?"

King Yan didn't think it was normal for a sudden huge explosion to occur, they probably thought that the mountain god was angry or something.

This incident happened during the Chinese New Year, Yan Guo...wouldn't be messed up by him for years, right?

Yan Zheng didn't care about these things. Seeing Han Yi worried, he said, "Yan Chuan won't talk about this."

Han Yi smiled wryly and said, "Of course I know he won't speak out, but I can't bear it if I hurt him."

Yan Zheng said, "We'll know when he comes back."

They waited until it was dark, which made Han Yi very worried.

Unless it is a major national event, how can it take so long?

Or Yan Chuan stayed directly in the palace to eat with his father, and also slept in the palace?

Seeing his fidgeting, Yan Zheng thought about it and said, "I think it must be a big deal after such a long time, like Zhao Guo..."

It was only then that Han Yi remembered that Yan Guo and Zhao Guo were still at war!

If it was this matter, then he was relieved, since it had nothing to do with them anyway.

Both Han Yi and Yan Zheng thought that Yan Chuan was discussing the important affairs of the Yan Kingdom in the palace, but when Yan Chuan came back that night... he fled all the way back.

Han Yi was about to go to sleep, but he heard a commotion in front of him, mixed with Wei Wu's voice: "Don't run if you have the guts."

Then came Yan Chuan's voice: "Big sister, old sister, listen to me, I didn't mean that."

Wei Wu's voice sounded very angry: "I don't care what you mean, my old lady skinned you today!"

Han Yi was so sleepy that he couldn't open his eyes. When he heard this sentence, he woke up suddenly, got up and said, "What happened?"

Yan Zheng looked indifferent: "The two of them have been arguing for a long time, it's nothing serious, go to sleep."

Han Yi's gossip heart is eager to try, he really wants to know how far the relationship between the hero and heroine is going.

He pushed Yan Zheng and said, "It's still making trouble at such a late hour, it must be a big deal, let's go and have a look first."

As a result, before the two of them could look at it, the door was pushed open and then closed quickly.

Han Yi was dumbfounded at Yan Chuan's coherent appearance.

Yan Chuan let out a long breath, and turned his head to look at Han Yi and Yan Zheng who were sitting on the bed looking at him. He almost held back his breath halfway through.

Yan Zheng's expression was very bad, and he quickly pulled the coat next to him to wrap it around Han Yi and asked, "What are you doing?"

Yan Chuan came back to his senses, and said with a mournful face: "Hey, I can't hold back, guess what my father and king called me into the palace?"

Yan Zheng frowned, he didn't care what King Yan was going to do at all.

But Han Yi was very interested: "What are you doing?"

Yan Chuan said: "Father said that the earthquake in Wangcheng might cause a big accident, so let me get married and celebrate."

Han Yi:? ? ? ?No, I don't read much, so don't lie to me, that's how Chongxi is used?

Yan Zheng looked at him and said, "You didn't agree?"

Yan Chuan slapped his thigh: "Father asked me to either marry Princess Wei or take Qin as a hostage. Do you think I can marry her?"

Han Yi asked dully: "So you choose to go to Qin as a hostage?"

Yan Chuan stroked his chin and asked, "I reckon that you two are going to Qin, and we will have someone to take care of you when the time comes, so it's fine."

Han Yi almost didn't come up: I'd rather be a proton than marry someone, I'm Wei Wu and I'll beat you into a dog's head.