Jing Jian did not wear a deep clothes today, with his upper clothes on the lower clothes on his back, and his shin coat was covered with a bush. It looked like a tattooed wind and cloud map on his waist, which made him look even more slender. When the wind blows, the clothes are fluttering, and the long hair is floating and beautiful eyes are waiting. Looking at Bai Dong, he wants to speak but stops, and his eyes seem to be about to speak.

Lao Baichi shivered and hurriedly found an excuse to leave. The master had many friends, the young master was absurd, Li Di was indifferent, and Mr. Zhong was generous and loyal. Only this Mr. Jing was a little awkward, which made people feel indescribable. Run! The man Jing looked at people like a deep pool, which could flood people alive. If he looked at them a few more times, he would sweat profusely and breathlessly...

"Everyone says you are building a home, building a ancestral temple, and being a filial piety for the son of man, but how I see it is extremely luxurious and lewd tricks? What is the bamboo tube that extends to each household for? Is it used to spread voices and deliver messages? No, right? If it is just for transmitting sounds, why should I receive it by the lake? There is no such reason?"

Jing Jian was very confused when he looked at the bamboo tube for a while and then ran to see the water truck being made. Now almost all the experienced carpenters in Liyang City are gathering here and are rushing to make these water trucks.

After the army returned, the carpenters in the battalion went to Liyangguan City to rent a shop and sold several wooden tools invented by Bai Dong. The most popular among the people was the steamer. Now, as long as the Qin people with innocent backgrounds and old family backgrounds could learn the method of "bringing noodles", but they could not be disclosed, otherwise they would be punished even if the neighbors of the tribe were punished. After learning the method of bringing noodles, the steamer was the steamer. Where can the official production be as exquisite as the here. The more steamer sold, the more famous Bai Dong was. In the hearts of the carpenters in Qin, rattan chair steamer are wooden tools that set the forefront of the times, which are comparable to the master's master's master's sacrifice. Now the Bai family needs carpenters, and they are still eager to help? If the Bai family gives too much money, they will still be anxious and think that this is a useless person, which is the greatest insult!

"This kind of thing is called a waterwheel. I traveled with my mentor in my dreams. I don't know which country I went to. I saw this kind of wooden tool. Usually, I can use the wind to turn the water board, and the lake water can flow into the bamboo pipes and lead to the family members, saving the daily labor of carrying water. During the drought, the wind and manpower can quickly turn over water and irrigate the fields. I really want to thank you. The thousand acres of fertile fields I have received are surrounded by water canals, which is rare in the old Qin State."

Jing Jian wanted to tell Bai Dong that there were actually two thousand acres of fertile land that were intercepted by the Queen of the Kingdom. After all, Wei Wuhe was the savior of the Queen of the Kingdom. Now that you have ruined your family, the Queen of the Kingdom is silenced. Although the Queen of the Kingdom is clear about the righteousness, she is just a woman after all, so it is normal to use small means.

But if you think about it, you can forget about it. These words are ordinary people. They are not allowed to say, as the deputy general of Qin State, and they are suspected of instigating them. They have to turn their heads: "Brother Bai is really a wonderful idea. This kind of thing called the 'water cart' is so convenient. I am afraid that it will be promoted in Lao Qin sooner or later. At that time, those who benefit from it will praise you with the name of 'Baizi'..." Since he picked up Bai Dong's family in Yishi Village and kowtowed and called his mother, it will be a matter of time before he can melt blood and become sworn brothers. Mr. Bai has become the Bai brothers.

In fact, even Jing Jian is very strange. He has always been in a deep manner and it is difficult to easily identify with someone. However, this kid has a special charm that makes people want to get close to him without realizing it. Why is this? He thought strangely and couldn't help but look up and look at Bai Dong. Bai Dong felt cold in his heart. It's okay for Jing Jian to just look at people casually. Once he becomes serious, he always gives people a feeling of affection. It's a sin to be too beautiful, and he can't stand it...

"Don't call Baizi, I will blush, and it's not nice. I heard that you kowtowed in front of my mother and called my mother. I thought this was a kind of fate. I won't call you Gong Jing from now on, call you Brother Jing. I still remember meeting in the deserted ridge. Brother Jing handed me over to the army of grain transport. Didn't this give me a chance of origin? Such an opportunity, if you don't be a brother, the law of nature, but can you not cut your wrists? Now my wrists are covered with scars, and the old wounds have not healed yet. Let's go to eat wine, eat meat, worship the world, and sing in the wind, which is not better than making it bloody? After worshiping brothers, I will ask you to take a bath in a large wooden basin. Of course, you will wash it alone; there will be fragrant petals in the basin, and the fragrance will be rich after washing, and you will fall in love with it..."

Jing Jian’s profession is terrible, with strange temperament and amazing means. Fortunately, he is still a friend who can make. He knew that he let the woman he was pursuing hard, but he did not hurt himself. He also had to make careful plans for himself, for fear that Lao Yinglian would hurt him. Such a person can be friends, and unlike the young master, he can talk about feelings and interests, which is so satisfying! It’s just that he has to cut off his wrists by melting blood and becoming sworn brothers and sworn brothers, which makes Bai Dong deeply hate. Are people in this era not afraid of tetanus? He is terrible!

Jing Jian laughed. He cherished his body more than anything else. How could he bear to cut himself? He only felt that Brother Bai knew me, this is his good friend.

Bai Dong never lie to his friends. He chose the largest wooden basin. The water temperature was just right, and colorful petals floated on the water. The bath water was as fragrant as Jing Jian. Jing Jian looked at it and expressed his satisfaction. He just hoped to add some goat milk to the water? He knew that this was a very luxurious thing. In the Spring and Autumn Period, there was a beautiful bad woman named Nan Zi who often did this. Confucius heard about this and would hide her face and refused to go to see her. But he really wanted to take a goat milk bath, just like a child's expectation for candy. They are sworn brothers. Brother Bai, you won't tell me? You must have goat milk at home, right? At worst, I just pay for it...

Although he already knew Jing Jian well, Bai Dong still ran out and vomited for a while, then brought a small bucket of goat milk back. Jing Jian was satisfied and began to hum the Book of Songs to take a bath. He chose songs to express love, and in addition to the Book of Songs, there was also "The Song of Yue" that even Bai Dong was familiar with.

This song included by Liu Xiang of the Han Dynasty and appeared in the early Spring and Autumn Period is actually controversial. I really don’t know that Jingjian is substituting the style~ the passionate old boatman or the beautiful and charming Yue girl? Bai Dong guessed that it should be the former. If it were the latter, Jingjian would be normal, but he would be very abnormal...

It turns out that a big man can take a bath for two hours. Seeing that the sun is almost west, I probably have to eat dinner here, and there is no fresh one, and there is enough cooked lamb and steamed buns. After taking the bath, Jing Jian's face was as rich as flowers, and his skin was as white as lamb's milk. He sat gently in front of Bai Dong, showing his teeth and smiling slightly, and he was a little charming.

Bai Dong avoided his gaze, thinking only about the positive records of this Jing Gong in history: I can only achieve the three steps of knowing and recommending talents, but I have experienced difficulties in reform without any retreat. Even if I have a delicate side of my daughter, I am a real great husband... I felt better in my heart, and I barely supported myself and didn't vomit.

"Every time I eat the breasts you make, I will sigh at the magic of the method of strengthening noodles!"

After Jing Jian finished eating and drinking slowly, he suddenly looked at Bai Dong deeply: "Brother, can you tell Brother Wei why you care about the envoy from Wei to Qin? Forget it, I know you don't know how to say it, so I will tell you. The envoy is Wei Yang, but he is actually an unknown person..."

Ps: The chapter will be updated at night, before 0 o'clock. The light and darkness are very honest. Because we have to set the total point list for the next week, many authors will do this, but if we just do this, it would be too unkind. Therefore, the next chapter will be posted later. In return, the number of words will double, which is equivalent to adding updates:)

Everyone won't blame me, right? I will definitely vote a few more votes on Monday, right? Thank you, bow...
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