The First Happy King of Zhenguan in the Tang Dynasty

Chapter 569
"What's the matter, why are you in a daze?" Seeing that Li Dejian didn't leave, Li Muyun turned around and waved in front of him.

Only then did Li Dejian come back to his senses, holding the crumpled paper in his hand, he stammered and asked, "This, is this what you drew?"

"Fuck you, it wasn't me who drew it but you did it?" Li Muyun said angrily, snatched the paper back, put it in front of his eyes and looked it over carefully, wanting to see if there were any mistakes in it .

But what he didn't expect was that when Li Dejian saw that he had taken the paper back again, he immediately snatched it with his backhand, only to hear a "tear" sound, and the crumpled paper was instantly cut into two pieces, each with a share in their hands .

In ancient times, there was a legend about the reunion of a broken mirror. The content was that the husband and wife had to be separated because of the war. In order to be able to reunite in the future, they broke a mirror, and the two of them were half of each other. I believe that everyone will continue to live a good life together, so later generations compare the reunion of broken mirrors to the reunion of husband and wife.

At this time, Er Li was holding half a piece of paper, looking stupid, and it seemed that they really wanted to be reunited. Those who knew it were fine, but those who didn't even thought that these two people had some habit of breaking their sleeves.

Li Dejian didn't know that this was what Li Muyun was thinking at that moment, when he saw that the paper was torn in two, he was startled, with a mournful face, beat his chest and said: "This, what can I do, what can I do! You, you got into big trouble."

"What a disaster, I said Brother Dejian, what are you talking about, isn't it just a piece of broken paper, it's worth your life and death." Li Muyun pulled his thoughts back from the "broken mirror reunion" and looked at Li Dejian's depressed expression. Said.

"What kind of broken paper? Is this broken paper? This, this is the picture of the surface must come from the hands of master craftsmen. Every line and every label can be called peerless. If you study hard and find out the rules, I will As a prisoner, the glory of Qin will surely be realized, and I, a warrior of the Tang Dynasty, will be able to sweep the world with the weapons I will make as a prisoner." Li Dejian said while lovingly flattening half a piece of paper in his hand, looking at it like that, afraid I have never been so careful in serving my father at home.

Li Muyun didn't think there was anything wrong at first. As a master's student majoring in mechanics, this picture was just drawn by him casually, and if it breaks, it will break.

But he never thought that Li Dejian would elevate this picture so high, and he said that he was a master and reproduced the glory of Qin. After hearing what this old man said, Li Muyun said awkwardly: "Brother Dejian praised so much, but it makes the little brother feel better. Ashamed!"

"What do you mean?" Li Dejian raised his head, confused.

"Brother Dejian, if you really like this picture, I'll just draw another one for you later, why bother." Li Muyun casually handed half a piece of paper in his hand to Li Dejian, and said with some embarrassment.

"You, you mean you have already memorized this picture?" Li Dejian mechanically received the other half of the paper in his hand, frowning and asked.

Mu Yu really couldn't stand Li Dejian's fuss, so he interjected and said, "Master Li, this picture was drawn by my young master before going to bed last night, so why bother memorizing it?"

Li Dejian glanced at Li Muyun half-believingly, solemnly folded the two pieces of paper and put them in his bosom, then said: "If what this girl said is true, can you draw another one?"

Li Muyun was amused by his careful look, shook his head and said: "Brother Dejian, this picture is indeed drawn by me, but drawing this thing requires special tools, you don't expect me to be able to do it empty-handed." Let me draw it for you."

Mechanical drawing, compass, ruler, and settable are indispensable, and these things cannot be drawn with a brush, because the brush is too soft and it is difficult to draw a straight line.

Li Dejian wasn't sure if what Li Muyun said was true or not, but after touching the picture in his arms, he still chose to believe this guy first.

So Li Dejian simply arranged for someone to call a blacksmith, and then asked Li Muyun to stand a foot away and tell the blacksmith what the data on it was. After the blacksmith understood it, he put away the picture again.

For Li Dejian's cautious attitude, Li Muyun only felt annoyed and amused. It was obviously a piece of worthless torn paper, but he looked at it like a treasure. He told him that it was worthless, but he didn't believe it. .

However, Li Dejian seemed to have made up his mind at this time, and never mentioned the matter of that picture again. He just dragged Li Muyun to talk about some romance, and some anecdotes about Chang'an in the early years.

Li Muyun didn't know what medicine he was selling in his gourd, but since Li Dejian didn't ask, Comrade Xiao Li was naturally happy.

Half an hour later, the blacksmith who left came back, holding two strange-looking iron guys in his hands.

Call it a knife, but it really looks like a knife, but Li Dejian took it over and looked at it for a long time, but he couldn't figure out how to use this so-called ice skate, and this thing is not long in terms of length. It is a long weapon, but if it is a short weapon, it has no handle, and the two big semicircles in the direction of the back of the knife are uncomfortable no matter how you hold it.

After observing for nearly a quarter of an hour, Li Dejian gestured back and forth, and finally began to doubt his professional knowledge, frowning and asked Li Muyun: "My dear brother, how do you use this weapon?"

"Weapon? Who said it was a weapon?" Li Muyun was sitting there doing nothing, and was taken aback by Li Dejian's question.

"Didn't you say that this is called a weapon? What is it if it's not a weapon?" Li Dejian had a faint feeling that something seemed wrong.

Li Muyun suddenly laughed at this moment, patted him on the shoulder and said: "I'm talking about brother Dejian, I'm talking about ice skates, ice that drips into ice, these things are not weapons at all, but shoes."

"Shoes?" Li Dejian asked hesitantly.

"Yes, they are shoes, a kind of shoes used for skating. After wearing them, people can walk like flying on the ice." Li Muyun had already brought the two skates over at this time, and handed them to Mu Yu who was behind him.

After a series of events, the eldest son of Li Jing's family has begun to doubt his own life, and everything in front of him seems so unreal.

Such a detailed drawing turned out to be a shoe, and it was an iron shoe, and the instigator even said that after wearing the iron, he could walk like flying on the ice.

Do you really know the meaning of walking like flying?Or is everyone's concept of walking like flying is somewhat different?
(End of this chapter)