Chapter 762: Holding the Qin

Storage rings are rare.

Apart from the one that Zhao Changhe got from the Xuanwu Secret Realm earlier, 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 Symbols of the ancient times, 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 took one from the palace collection. Well, it was a gift from His Majesty Chi Chi. The origin is unknown. It may have been obtained by Xia Longyuan in his early years, or it may be a treasure that has been paid tribute to 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 solve it?

The separation between the 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 pure craftsmanship, 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, and 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 a 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?

The most popular one in the world is Ying Wu, and the second one belongs to 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 just came here. 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 Emperor 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.

And an obvious advantage of having a lot of friends is that there are talents from all walks of life, and there is no bias.

Not long after, Wan 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 chief of the Tang Dynasty."

Tang Wanzhuang got straight to the point: "No further talk, 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?"

Casting 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. Once I think about it carefully, I find that it is not as difficult as I imagined.

Yuan Xing pondered 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 on the ring, Maybe it can be done with space formation."

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

Zhao Changhe: "?"

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

"How small is the capacity? How much is a batch?"

"The capacity is indeed not large. It's 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.

Isn’t that 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, 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 it up 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, 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 in shock. They really didn't expect such an unexpected surprise. Tang Wanzhuang was overjoyed and said: "Without further delay, please go and get a batch of Sha Gongzi to the workshop. Master Yuanxing will follow 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 into 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 and half-smiled: "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 nothing happens, 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 was actually involved in space changes. Lao Xia's secret realm under the Ancestral Temple was very typical, but I had only scratched the surface and had 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 it later, and I will come out later to scare you to death.

Having said that, it seems that Hong Ling can't 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 to such a person. The only one who can deal a blow to everyone is Baoqin holding the Imperial City in his hand.

Thinking this, he subconsciously glanced at Baoqin.

This girl actually didn't go to the workshop with Tang Wanzhuang. 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 discovered that there was no one in the hall at this moment, only himself and Baoqin.

"Um..." Baoqin, who was always sharp-tongued, actually stuttered: "Your Highness, would you like to have some tea?"

As he poured the tea in a hurry, the teacups clinked.

Although he was clearly alone and 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 a young lady was entertaining guests and had to go out temporarily, I would keep them there to say hello."

Zhao Changhe swallowed back his words "You are also the master". 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: "..."

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

She was still stuttering just now, but when she started to spit on people, she became sharp-tongued, right... Zhao Changhe couldn't laugh or cry, so he took a step forward as if he was going to beat her up with his sleeves rolled up.

Holding Qin's neck, she looked up at him.

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

Obviously he had no evil thoughts before, but now his heart suddenly jumped and his mouth was a little dry.

Why haven't I noticed before that Baoqin has grown so big, and... so beautiful?

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

Is her angry and resentful eyes just because of the topic just now? What was there to complain about in the previous topic? What was she complaining about?

Why is she reading The West Chamber with evening makeup? 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...something is going to 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 if he refused, 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?"

Baoqin 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 read.

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

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

Baoqin pushed his chest subconsciously, her eyes wandering around. 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.

Well...there's really no one around.

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

Something touched her cheek and it was hot.

Baoqin suddenly wanted to run, but as soon as she moved, her waist was held and she couldn't run.

Baoqin pretended to be fierce and fierce, trying to scare the other party away. Unfortunately, the stinky bear didn't buy it at all, and chuckled: "I haven't punished you yet, how can you run away..."

"If you want to hit me, hit me, you rude stinky bear... Mmm..." Baoqin widened her eyes.

His lips had been blocked by him.

With sharp teeth and sharp mouth, the punishment is of course to block his mouth.

Unexpectedly, the kiss was not sharp at all, but soft, fragrant, and slightly sweet.

The punished little maid softened immediately, her angry eyes were gone, her struggles were gone, and she stood there motionless as if she was scared silly by the punishment.

In fact, she felt like she was electrified, her mind was blank, and she didn't know who she was.

He kissed me...

How could he kiss me? He didn't say Baoqin was beautiful, didn't say he liked Baoqin very much, and didn't play a song of phoenix seeking phoenix, but just ate her directly... stinky bear picking corn!

But even though such a thought flashed through her mind, her mouth subconsciously opened slightly, allowing the stinky bear to grab the sweetness.

Then she slowly closed her eyes, and her heart, which had once felt a little angry and panicked and felt like a floating duckweed with no place to go, slowly fell back and landed in his home.

In a trance, I remembered that I once hated him for breaking the strings of the zither, which did not meet the standard of a romantic and elegant gentleman in Baoqin's heart at all, but slowly, I don't know why I felt that this scarred face was the most pleasing to the eye, and when I looked at the so-called elegant gentleman again, they were all rotten fish and shrimp.

Because he is really a peerless hero...

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

Who knows the feeling of a maid who was robbed of the task of refilling the cup by the current emperor...

After a long time, the lips parted.

Baoqin leaned softly in Zhao Changhe's arms, panting, and after a long time she stammered: "Master, you can't... play with Baoqin."

"Why is he the master?"

"...You married my daughter, so you are my master."

This poor girl, with no one around, flirted with the master, and didn't even dare to call him husband.

Zhao Changhe couldn't help laughing: "No, Master, change the word."

"What word..."

"What do you want to shout the most?"

"Stinky bear."

Zhao Changhe: "?"

Baoqin's eyes were darting around. She finally found something to change the subject. She immediately pushed his chest and jumped back. She ran to the table to pick up the teapot: "I'll pour tea for Master."

Before she picked up the teapot, her fate was grabbed by the back of her neck, turned half a circle on the spot, and kissed on her little mouth again: "What kind of tea is it? Is it as delicious as yours?"

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

She said so, but she couldn't bear to let go. She took the initiative to kiss him, smacking her lips, and her eyes gradually became like water.

Zhao Changhe finally held her and sat her on his lap, sitting by the table and laughing: "Your little mouth is so good at scolding, how come it tastes sweet?"

"I just wish it wasn't bitter, it would make you miserable."

"That won't do, I'm miserable, who will love Baoqin."

"There are so many men in the world, who wants you, a stinky bear? If you hadn't controlled our young lady, and the maids were helpless, who would want you!"

"Okay, okay." Zhao Changhe smiled and said, "Move the piano on the table a little closer, I'll play the piano for you, okay?"

Baoqin was very happy, and leaned over to hold the piano. Baoqin held the piano, Zhao Changhe held Baoqin, the scene was quite like the philosophy of nesting dolls.

Baoqin put the piano away, trying to break free from his arms and get down to the ground, so that he could play the piano well. Zhao Changhe held her back and stopped her from leaving, saying with a smile, "Just play it like this."

Baoqin said angrily, "How can you play well like this? You're just being perfunctory."

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

The piece he played was "Phoenix Seeking the Phoenix" that Baoqin wanted to hear, which was originally a special piece for courtship.

Zhao Changhe never played the piano in his daily life. He didn't learn piano, chess, calligraphy, or painting. He once learned these from Wanzhuang not for the sake of learning, but to "slow down" his mind. And Wanzhuang also wanted to use this to cultivate some of the temperament that a prince should have in him, and didn't expect him to be so proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy, and painting.

Zhao Changhe's temperament is different from that of his early years, which is indeed closely related to these. Unfortunately, he was busy with military affairs, and he really didn't have the time to continue practicing in his daily life.

However, although he had never practiced before, Baoqin was surprised to find that he played much better than before. In terms of technique alone, he seemed to be better than Baoqin... It was just that his musical literacy was just so-so, and what he played had no soul, but it was enough to crush 90% of the world's zither players.

It was very simple. He had cultivated martial arts to the realm of control. How could this kind of finger technique be more difficult than the finger and palm changes in life and death fighting? Naturally, it was a master level that could be done effortlessly. Tang Wanzhuang couldn't have practiced the piano a lot, but her level was high. The main reason was also here. Of course, Tang Wanzhuang's musical literacy was not at the same level as this bear.

In any case, Zhao Changhe played this song "Phoenix Seeking the Phoenix" really well. Baoqin felt that she had never heard such a beautiful phoenix seeking the phoenix.

Baoqin turned her head slightly and looked at him concentrating on playing the piano. I don't know what I feel in my heart.

He seemed to be proving that he was not a rude and reckless man... and also proving that "I like you".

But I am just a maidservant...

The sound of the zither gradually faded and gradually became silent. Zhao Changhe pressed the strings and said softly, "Which song do you want to hear?"

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

"You want to listen to all of them?"

"You want to listen to all of them."

"Then kiss me."

Baoqin's face flushed, she turned her head and pecked him on the face quickly, then buried her head back.

I didn't expect that this girl was the one who loved the piano the most.

In the distant palace, Xia Chichi sat in the imperial study, her face was as stinky as if she had eaten seventeen or eighteen stinky duck eggs: "The emperor is ready to serve him with the empress dowager in the palace, he is playing the piano endlessly, and flirting with a little maid!"

"Crackle~" The sound of firecrackers in the distance continued. Xia Chichi listened and his face relaxed. He whispered: "Forget it, he has a rare leisure time. Someone go and tell him to have a good New Year's Eve in the palace tonight. Our family... Tang Wanzhuang and Yue Hongling will be together to celebrate the New Year together. Bring that maid with you, but the premise is that her mouth is not allowed to crackle like firecrackers."

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PS: I'm a stupid idiot. I finally asked for leave to rest yesterday, but I watched the Spring and Autumn Annals all day and did nothing.

Why is it so good...