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Chapter 22 Exquisite handwork

The city railings in Chang'an City are all focused on Zhu Liu, who has just emerged. Qing Kui, who appeared last month, must have been completely suppressed.

However, no matter how big the matter is in the world, it is a trivial matter for kings, princes, generals and ministers.

Night fell quietly, the peach blossom forest in the Imperial College gradually withered, the petals fell between the courtyards, and were piled up under the courtyard wall by the gradually warming night wind.

Song Yu sat alone in the teahouse. The original teapot was replaced by a wine pot. He turned his head to look at the sky's willingness, and his expression was a little gloomy.

Scream

The gate of the courtyard was opened, and Liu Yunlin, disguised as he carried a bamboo basket into the courtyard, put down two baskets of rice paper outside the teahouse, and stepped forward and bowed respectfully:

"Prince, things seem to have turned around. Today, on the eyeliner of Furong Temple, I saw Xu Buling coming out of the back mountain of cultivation. Although he was holding a crutch, his complexion and expression were quite good. His injuries should have recovered a lot..."

Song Yu put down the wine pot, shook his head and chuckled: "If you don't let the person who is favored by heaven, how could he become a useless person so simple... It's good to recover, and the layout finally has no bamboo basket to fetch water."

Liu Yunlin frowned and thought: "According to the imperial doctor, the Dragon Lock Gu has been poisoned. Although it has not penetrated the heart and lungs, it is difficult to stand up... Xu Buling can actually resume walking in just over twenty days. His body is too strong..."

Song Yu frowned and pondered for a moment: "It's useless to recover your body, I don't know how much martial arts have been restored... I'll find a way to test the depth."

"promise!."

Liu Yunlin thought for a while: "Even if his martial arts has recovered a little, it is impossible to be as powerful as in front of the Tai Chi Palace. If he has no longer been able to recover after half a year of cultivation, should he continue to follow the prince's plan?"

Song Yu picked up the wine pot and took a sip, thinking for a while: "Over time, there will be some troubles... Give him some time to recover, prepare first, and do it immediately after confirming recovery."

Liu Yunlin nodded, said no more, and retreated silently... ——

Under the same full moon, at the foot of Yufeng Mountain ten years away, palace lanterns were lit in the summer resort. The maids sent from Chang'an City walked around the villa. Although there were many people serving the Queen Mother's food and daily life, there were also some people in the huge summer resort.

The silver moon reflects in the lake, and a few lotus flowers bloom under the terrace. There are a little light in the window near the lakeside. The window is half-spread, revealing the woman's beautiful side face. The golden hairpin shines with a few lights under the dim light and moonlight.

In the large bedroom near the lake, there are screens, soft beds, tea sea, chess board, piano platform, etc., and the room still looks simple and elegant when placed in it.

The queen mother was wearing a red dress. Because she had just taken a shower, her clothes were half open and not closed, revealing the red lotus hidden carp inside. Her face was chubby, and her slender eyelashes trembled with her blinking, and she sometimes muttered to herself:

"This thing is so weird..."

On the table against the wall, a piece of rice paper was pressed with paperweight, and the 'egg'-like objects were drawn with brushes. It was actually not much different from the architecture and equipment drawings of this world, but the shape was very strange, with gears, clockwork, etc. inside, which looked a bit complicated.

Next to the rice paper were files, gold wires, twists, etc., as well as pure gold eggshells and gear embryos poured by the jewelers in the palace. Next to the candlelight was a little carved man with wood. The candied haws held in his hand had already been eaten up. Now it was replaced by the empress dowager's earrings, bracelets and other objects, hanging on it, and it was full of jewels and jewelry.

The Queen Mother took a small file and carefully polished the pure gold pinion in her hand, looked at the drawings from time to time, and continued to work hard.

The Xiao family in Huainan has been famous for their mixed knowledge since ancient times. They have been involved in Confucianism, Mohism, Taoism, law, etc., and are unique in their research on various exquisite objects. Many of the famous buildings, dams, bridges, and even eight-ox crossbows, siege cars, armor, etc. in the Central Plains are made by the ancestors of the Xiao family.

The Empress Dowager is the legitimate daughter of the Xiao family. She used to be exposed to these ingenious things at home. When she went to the palace, she did nothing all day and focused on them. Not to mention anything else in ten years, it would be fine to be a jeweler in a craftsman.

The drawings given by Xu Buling are just rough ideas, and the details are the attention given by the Queen Mother to the staff. The general meaning is: there is a small clockwork inside the hollow egg, which is connected to the cam. The clockwork accumulates power to drive the cam to rotate. The center of gravity is unstable, and the principle will be similar to that of modern mobile phones.

The night was long, and the Queen Mother might have been tired of thinking for too long, so she stretched and turned her head to look at the light on the mountain peak in the distance.

After calculating the days, I seem to be able to visit Furong to watch tomorrow...

The empress dowager stretched her waist slightly stiffened, and her legs became soft involuntarily, and she felt a little afraid.

It’s not that I’m afraid of Xu Buling, but that Xu Buling’s guy is like a cow plowing the ground at night...

The queen mother felt a little annoyed when she thought about it. Although she was detoxifying for Xu Buling, she committed suicide after detoxifying. The hurdle in her heart could barely be suppressed. But she was a woman after all, and she didn't know martial arts skills. She was not as good as a woman who had been practicing martial arts since childhood. She was naturally a little overwhelmed by Xu Buling's chaotic behavior. Every time she came back from Furong Temple, she had to lie down for a day before she could recover. She walked around, which made Qiao'e think she was sick...

"This evil deed..."

The queen mother showed a little anger and dissatisfaction in her eyes. She always felt that Xu Buling was not simply detoxifying, but was still using her kindness to vent something difficult to say. But she was on the weak side of this kind of thing and could not kick Xu Buling down...

After a little apnea, the Empress Dowager took a mahogany sign from the villain on the table and looked at the one above: It was right down, and her face showed a bit of sorrow.

It's only thirteen times in such a long time, when will it get a hundred times...

But the thirteen times suffered only made her unable to withstand it. She couldn't urge Xu Buling to hurry up...

In a state of distraction, the Queen Mother sighed and walked back and forth in the house with her arms in her arms, her face as serious as ever, and treated this as a matter of saving lives and helping the wounded, but she couldn't help thinking about going up the mountain tomorrow.

At that time, I'm afraid I'll suffer again, that evil...

The moonlight shines in the villa.

Xu Buling silently climbed over the wall of the Summer Resort, without disturbing the guards lurking everywhere, and moved quickly towards the lake where the Queen Mother was sleeping.

At first, when I got close to the Queen Mother, I did have the purpose of detoxification, but Xu Buling was not a ruthless person who was full of utilitarianism. Now, after recovering from 20% or 30%, I am no longer so anxious. The main thing is to cultivate feelings with the Queen Mother.

I came here tonight and specially put on a black embroidered gold-edged robe that Aunt Lu had just sewn. Her hair was tied up with a jade hairpin. She dressed up simply and elegantly and cleanly. She also bought a candied haw from the market at the foot of the mountain, and prepared quite well.

Passing through the corridor by the lake, gradually coming to the outside of the room with lights.

Xu Buling listened with his ears. Now that his martial arts have recovered 30%, his listening perception has naturally recovered simultaneously. After confirming that there was only one breath in the room, he flipped through the half-open window.

It's spring in March, the house is neither cold nor hot, there is a lamp like beans on the table, but there is no one on the table.

Xu Buling walked gently through the outer room and glanced at it. The things on the table had not been collected yet. It should have been halfway through. Afraid that the Queen Mother's hard work would ruin, Xu Buling did not touch the golden eggshell on the table, but just looked at it and nodded with satisfaction. Then he turned around and walked towards the soft couch with the sound of breathing, looked at it, and raised his eyebrows slightly.

On the carved soft couch lying on the side of the tea table, the queen mother's skirt was half-exposed, revealing the tight lotus hidden carp that was collapsed. The two carp trembled slightly. Her hands were stuffed under the lotus hidden carp, and the other hand was even more irregular. Her feet were slightly arched and stirred together, and she rubbed her back and forth on the soft couch like a caterpillar.

“Woo~…”

The breath is like orchid, and the sound is sweet.
Chapter completed!
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