The Book of Troubled Times

Chapter 762: Holding the piano and causing trouble

 Storage rings are rare.

Except for the one that Zhao Changhe got from the Xuanwu Secret Realm, he had only seen it from Sisi. Sisi is an ancient spiritual clan inheritance, and there are indeed many ancient objects in the clan. In addition, although those people like Yuxu Yingwu have not seen them use it, they must have it. Most of them, such as Suzaku Xuanwu, who have received the inheritance of the four ancient images, are generally very rare. They must be people who are closely related to the ancient times.

Even Tang Wanzhuang didn't have one before, but now I got one from the palace collection. Well, it was a gift from His Majesty Chi Chi. The origin is unknown. It may have been acquired by Xia Longyuan in his early years, or it may be a treasure that has been paid tribute from various places over the years. Generally speaking, there are not many such collections in the palace, so they are considered rare treasures.

Therefore, Tang Wanzhuang had not thought that this rare treasure could be used on a large scale. She had not thought about it, and it was almost impossible for Timur to think so.

However, once you think about it, this is a problem that you can try to solve. If it is really conquered, is there any need to talk about the advantages of war?

How to deal with it?

The separation between ancient times and the present era is mainly reflected in the interruption of the cognitive practice. The strong only know that there is a guard but not why, and ordinary people simply don't even know about the guard. Therefore, a gap is formed in the practice. But this does not mean that there is a gap in technology. In terms of process technology, it is definitely better than the past!

The reason why many things cannot be forged is still due to the limitations of cultivation. Once the cultivation has been overcome, or there is no need to overcome it, but only the key is understood, how can it be possible that today's craftsmanship cannot replicate the things of ancient times? For example, the forging method taught by Xuanwu, what is so strange about the forging method itself is that it is only complicated by the understanding of the Ye Emperor's intention.

So what is the core of the storage ring?

　　Obviously space.

 Space is a very advanced law and extremely difficult to master. But when applied to a storage ring, you don’t need to have high-end control, as long as you know the ropes, it should be enough. Who is more knowledgeable?

 At that time, the first one was Ying Wu, and the second one was Buddhism. Mustard Seed Na Sumeru. In the secret space in Xiangyang, the monks also said that they could disrupt the space and make it difficult for the other party to connect, showing a certain degree of spatial awareness.

Tang Wanzhuang immediately walked out the door: "Come, go to Xichan Temple to invite Master Yuanxing, and go to Kangle Gambling House to invite Master Sha Qi."

 “Wuanxing came to Beijing?” Zhao Changhe asked.

"Well, I have just arrived. Since Yuancheng has obeyed your order and accepted taxes and privileges, the capital will naturally be tolerant. Your Majesty means that the Four Symbols Sect is not afraid of competition - no one can compete with her anyway. "

 Zhao Changhe: “…the state religion is awesome.”

Tang Wanzhuang glanced at him: "Hey, the Four Symbols Sect seems to be worshiping you."

"Oh, it seems so..." Zhao Changhe twitched the corner of his mouth. It was still difficult for him to think of himself as the Night Emperor. In his heart, the Night Emperor was someone else.

But no matter who Ye Di is, from the perspective of national governance, it is definitely not a good thing for a sect to dominate. Even if Xia Chichi was born in the Four Symbols and used the green dragon to serve as an emperor in the world, she would start to support other forces. In order to check and balance, this is also something that evening makeup has suggested to her a long time ago. It seems that everything is on track now, and the entry of Buddhism means that this empire is beginning to take on the shape of a prosperous dynasty.

 An obvious advantage of having many friends is that there are talents from all walks of life, and there is no bias.

Not long after, Yuan Xing and Sha Qi arrived at about the same time. When they saw Zhao Changhe, they both held up their hands and smiled: "I have met King Zhao."

 Then he saluted Tang Wanzhuang: "The first of the Tang Dynasties."

Tang Wanzhuang went straight to the point: "Without further ado, I want to summon top craftsmen to study the casting of storage rings. What you two have learned is related to the way of space. I wonder if you can provide help?"

 Forging a storage ring? The first reaction of both of them was that they were stunned. Then they thought about it and realized that it seemed that it was not impossible to do it.

There are many things that I just haven’t thought about in that way. Once I think about it carefully, I find that it is not as difficult as imagined.

Yuan Xing thought for a moment and said cautiously: "If this was done a few months ago, there is nothing I can do. But now that we have penetrated the Xiangyang secret realm, we have indeed gained a lot of knowledge in this regard... If we can pre-engrav a small space on the ring, Formation, maybe it can be done.”

Sha Qi said: "Fifth brother has taught me some, but it's a pity that I'm a fool and can't learn it."

 Zhao Changhe: "?"

“But I can give the imperial court a batch of small-capacity storage rings, which can be used on a small scale or used for dismantling and research.”

 “How small is the capacity? How much is a batch?”

“The capacity is really not big, only a few feet in diameter, it’s just some inferior goods. The quantity…is probably less than a hundred, not much anyway.”

 Zhao Changhe's eyes widened.

 That’s not much? You are stupid...Sha Qi, I have more storage rings on hand than all the people in the world combined! The capacity is small, and it can support small-scale convenient logistics. Grain and grass cannot be transported, but gold and silver can be transported, and it can be put into use immediately!

Sha Qilongshou said: "We drill a lot of holes. Although high-end items are rare, these relatively low-end items are often obtained, sometimes in batches. The horse bandits in our brotherhood are elusive, and part of the reason is that they have been there for a long time. If you use it like this, it won't affect your light equipment if you grab something and take it away. I've also divided some details here. Of course, if you want to use it in large-scale wars, let alone me. Even if you take away all the Brotherhood's collections over the years, it won't be enough. , coupled with the possibility of damage and scrapping, self-research is still necessary.”

Tang Wanzhuang and Zhao Changhe looked at each other. They really didn't expect such an unexpected surprise. Tang Wanzhuang was overjoyed and said: "Without further delay, please go and take a batch to the workshop, Mr. Sha. Master Yuanxing will come with me to the workshop. Let's think about it first."

Yue Hongling stood up and said: "I will go too. I have experienced the changes in the Kunlun space and have some insights about it. Maybe I can provide some advice. It may also inspire me in my own sword intent."

Zhao Changhe also stood up and wanted to go together.

Both women glanced at him with half-smiles: "Although King Zhao has learned a lot, he really doesn't seem to have any research on this topic. It's better to rest. If you have nothing to do, you can go to the palace to see His Majesty."

Zhao Changhe watched everyone leave speechlessly. He knew what the two women were thinking, so he decided not to follow them... I really didn't want to copy you, why bother?

I secretly thought that I have also dabbled in space changes. The secret realm of Lao Xia under the Ancestral Temple is very typical, but I have only scratched the surface, and I really have no idea how to get the ring. Thirty years to the east of the river and thirty years to the west of the river. I will go to the Imperial Ancestral Temple to study later, and I will come out later to scare you to death.

Having said that, Hong Ling seems to be unable to quarrel with anyone and gets along well...perhaps mainly because the scandal between her and herself spread too early, and other people's psychological construction has been completed long ago, and it is also because she is so aboveboard. It's hard to make people feel any resistance. The only one who can deal damage to everyone is Baoqin holding the Imperial City in his hand.

With this thought in mind, he subconsciously glanced at Baoqin.

This girl actually didn't follow Tang Wanzhuang to the workshop. She was sitting at the table with her chin in her hands, looking straight at him, as if she was in a daze. After being glanced at by him, he lowered his eyes hurriedly as if he was frightened.

Zhao Changhe suddenly found that there was no one in the hall at this moment, only himself and Baoqin.

"Um..." Baoqin, who had always been very articulate, actually stuttered: "Your Highness, would you like to have some tea?"

 Speaking of pouring tea in a hurry, the teacups clinked.

Obviously a man and a woman alone, Zhao Changhe couldn't think of a way to go wrong, so he couldn't help but laugh: "Hey, why didn't you go out with your lady?"

"How can the host leave when there are guests at home? In the past, if the lady was entertaining guests and had to go out temporarily, I would keep them to greet guests."

Zhao Changhe said "You are also the master" and swallowed it back. Such words would hurt the little girl's heart. It can be said that she and Wanzhuang are inseparable, and she can basically speak for Wanzhuang to the outside world, and she can indeed be regarded as a master.

He just smiled and said, "I'm not a guest."

"Really?" Baoqin looked at him sideways: "Have you married my young lady?"

 Zhao Changhe: “…”

Bao Qin said again: "Even if you don't mention that, you know where the utensils are here. Even if you can't find them outside Gong, do you still have the nerve to say that you are the master?"

As soon as I was stuttered, I sprayed the tip of the teeth, right ... Zhao Changhe couldn't laugh and laughed, and made a look of her sleeves to take a step ahead.

　　Hold Qin's neck and look up at him.

Zhao Changhe looked down and saw that the little girl, Cherry, had a pouty mouth and swollen breasts...but her eyes seemed to be full of anger and resentment, and she didn't know how much they contained.

It was clear that I had no crooked thoughts before, but now my heart suddenly jumped and my mouth was a little dry.

　　Why haven't you noticed before? Baoqin has grown so big, and...it's so beautiful.

Thinking about it carefully, this is the default maid who wears evening makeup... It means that she is her own person, and it is normal only if she eats, and she will be blamed if she doesn't... Why did she completely ignore others before.

Her eyes that seemed angry and resentful, were they just because of the topic just now? What was there to complain about in the previous topic? What was she complaining about?

 Why is Wan Zhuang reading The West Chamber? Is she hinting at something?

Zhao Changhe suddenly thought of a question - for this society and for the little girl's own inner understanding, if she is ignored for a long time, or "the master doesn't want it", what will be the consequences for her? What would others think of her?

 It seems like something will happen. She didn't even dare to say it openly, and only dared to use the West Chamber to hint at her resentment, because once she said it clearly, there would be no way out, and if she was rejected...

Zhao Changhe's heart skipped a beat. No wonder Wanzhuang deliberately left the two of them alone. This was because Wanzhuang didn't dare to mention it directly, and he was afraid that he would refuse, and he would jump into the river with Qin in his arms.

The atmosphere was quiet for a moment. Zhao Changhe stared at Baoqin intently as he thought about something. However, Baoqin's eyes began to panic, his heart beat thumpingly, and he started to stutter again like playing drums in the empty hall: "You, What are you doing? If you want to beat me, then beat me..."

Zhao Changhe said deliberately: "I can hit you at will?"

Bao Qin tilted his head angrily: "I'm just a little maid. King Zhao wants to punish me. What can we do? We can't just accept it honestly."

Zhao Changhe stretched out his hand to push her chin back and continued to look.

Hum of Baoqin almost popped out of his throat. He opened his small mouth slightly, as if he wanted to spray something, but he was choked and couldn't.

Zhao Changhe leaned over slightly, whispered in her ear: "Why do you read the West Wing to Wan Zhuang?"

Baoqin subconsciously pushed his chest, his eyes darting from side to side. The current posture was too intimate... His breath tickled his ears, which made his heart feel itchy, as if something was brushing past his heart, making his breathing become messy. Hmm...there's really no one around.

 She stammered: "Read, what's wrong with reading the West Wing...Miss, you haven't read any leisure books..."

 His cheek was touched by something and it was hot.

 Hang Qin suddenly wanted to run, but as soon as he started to move, he was hugged around the waist to prevent him from running.

Baoqin made a strong look like glaring, trying to scare the other person away. It's a pity that the stinky bear didn't accept this trick at all, and chuckled: "I haven't been punished yet, how can I run away..."

"If you want to fight, then fight, you rude, stinky bear... Uh-huh..." Baoqin's eyes widened.

 The lips have been blocked by him.

Those who are sharp-tongued and sharp-tongued will of course be punished by gagging.

 Unexpectedly, it is not sharp at all when kissing, it is soft, fragrant, and slightly sweet.

The little maid who was punished immediately softened, her angry look was gone, and her struggle was gone. She was stunned and motionless, as if she was frightened by the punishment.

 In fact, my whole body was electrified, my mind was blank, and I no longer knew who I was.

 He kissed me...

How could he kiss me? He didn’t say that Huiqin was beautiful, he didn’t say that he liked Huiqin very much, and he didn’t even play the song “Phoenix Seeking Phoenix”, so he just started chewing on it... The stinky bear broke the corn!

 But even though such thoughts flashed through his mind, his little mouth opened slightly subconsciously, allowing the smelly dog ​​to grab the sweetness.

Then he slowly closed his eyes. His heart, which had been a little angry and panicked and felt like he had no place to live, slowly fell back and landed at his home.

I vaguely remembered that I used to hate him for breaking the strings when he played the piano. He didn't meet the standard of a elegant and graceful young man who holds the piano at all. But slowly, I don't know why, I felt that this scarred face was the most pleasing to the eye. Then look at the so-called Pian Pian. When I was a young man, they were all rotten fish and shrimps.

 Because he is really an unparalleled hero...

　　You should have wanted me a long time ago...I don’t even want you to play the piano and praise me.

Who knows how it feels to be a maid who has been snatched away from the task of refilling cups by the current emperor...

 Long time, the lips are parted.

Baoqin leaned limply in Zhao Changhe's arms and panted. After a long time, he muttered: "Master can't...play with Baoqin."

 “Why is it the master?”

“…If you marry my young lady, you will be my master.”

This poor kid has no one around him, so he flirts with his master's family, and he doesn't even dare to call him husband.

Zhao Changhe couldn't help but laugh: "I don't want you to change the word."

 “What word…”

 “What you want to shout most.”

 “Smelly bear.”

 Zhao Changhe: "?"

Baoqin's eyes were wandering around, and he finally found something she could do to change the subject. She immediately pushed his chest and jumped back, and ran to the table to pick up the teapot: "I'll pour tea for you, Master." .”

Before he even picked up the teapot, he was picked up by the back of his neck. He was turned around half a circle, and his mouth was kissed again: "What kind of tea do you want to drink? Do you like it?"

The little maid pushed his chest helplessly: "This is the main hall of the Demon Suppression Department... and it's not a smelly bear."

He said that, but he couldn't bear to let go. He took the initiative to kiss her, and his eyes gradually became watery.

Zhao Changhe finally hugged her and sat on his lap, then sat at the table and smiled: "Your little mouth is so good at cursing, how come it tastes sweet?"

 “I only hate those who are not bitter, and I will die of bitterness.”

"That won't work. I am suffering to death. Who will hold Qin in my arms?"

“There are so many men in the world, who would want you, you stinky bear? If you hadn’t taken advantage of our lady, the maidservant would have been helpless, who would have wanted you!”

“Okay, okay.” Zhao Changhe smiled and said, “Move the piano over the table, and I’ll play it for you, okay?”

 Hug Qin was so happy that he leaned over and picked up Qin. Bao Qin hugs Qin, Zhao Changhe hugs Bao Qin, the scene is quite a bit of matryoshka philosophy.

Hold the piano and put it away. I wanted to get out of my arms and get down to the ground so that he could play the piano well. Zhao Changhe, however, held her in place and refused to let her go. He smiled and said, "Just play like this."

He held the piano and said angrily: "How can you play well like this? You are just perfunctory."

"I have long hands." Zhao Changhe smiled and stuck his head out from her shoulder, stretched out his hand to tune the strings, and soon started playing.

　　The song I wanted to play was "Phoenix Seeking Phoenix", which was originally meant for courtship.

 Zhao Changhe has never played the piano in his daily life. He does not study music, chess, calligraphy or painting. He once learned these things from Wan Zhuang not really for learning, but to "slow down" his mind. He Wanzhuang also wanted to use this to cultivate in him some temperament that a prince should have, but he didn't expect him to be able to master the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting very carefully.

 Zhao Changhe's demeanor today is different from that in his early years, which indeed has a lot to do with these. It's a pity that the army is so rough that he really doesn't have the time to continue practicing every day.

However, even though she had never practiced, Bao Qin was surprised to find that he played much better than before. In terms of technique alone, he even seemed to be better than her Bao Qin... But his musical literacy was just like that, and what he played had no soul, but he also It’s enough to crush 90% of the luthiers in the world.

 It's very simple. You have already reached the imperial level in martial arts. How can this kind of finger technique be more difficult than the palm changes in a life-and-death fight? Naturally, it is a master level that is readily available. It is impossible for Tang Wanzhuang to practice piano a lot, but his level is high, and this is the main reason. Of course, Tang Wanzhuang's musical quality is not on the same level as this bear.

In any case, Zhao Changhe played the song "Feng Qiuhuang" really beautifully. Baoqin felt that he had never heard such a beautiful song.

He turned his head slightly while holding the piano, looking at him focusing on playing the piano, he didn't know what he was feeling.

 He seems to be proving that he is not a rough and rash person... and also proving "I like you".

 But I am just a maid...

 The sound of the piano gradually weakened and became silent. Zhao Changhe pressed the strings with his hand and said softly: "Which one do you still want to listen to?"

Baoqin quickly looked away, lowered his head and said, "How many songs do you also know?"

 “You all want to listen?”

 “Let all listen.”

 “Then kiss me.”

Baoqin's face turned red and she quickly pecked him on the face before burying her head back.

I didn’t expect that this girl loved Qin the most.

In the palace far away, Xia Chichi was sitting in the royal study, his face as stinking as if he had eaten 17 or 18 stinky duck eggs: "The emperor is ready in the palace and the queen mother is waiting for him. He is playing the piano endlessly." , pick up a little maid!"

"Crackling~" The sound of firecrackers in the distance still continued. Xia Chichi listened, and his face softened. He whispered: "Forget it, he has a rare free time. Go tell him personally and have a good New Year in the palace tonight." , our family... In the late Tang Dynasty, Zhuang Yue and Hong Ling are all together to celebrate the New Year. Bring that maid too, on the condition that her mouth is not crackling like firecrackers. "

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PS: I'm such an idiot. I finally asked for leave yesterday, but ended up watching Spring and Autumn all day long and doing nothing.

 Why is it so beautiful...

 (End of this chapter)