lying down

Ouyang was hit a little by Xu Shiji, but this was also expected by Ouyang.Not to mention the crime of Huai Bi, but based on Ouyang's sincerity to Datang, he would not cover up the design and craftsmanship of iron and steel making and armor, so wouldn't future history books have to crown himself An "unpatriotic" title?

Recalling the scene where he and Xu Shiji were arguing like small traders just now, Ouyang himself laughed.At least he expressed his wishes: First, Ouyang named this set of armor "Rock Armor".Second, Ouyang can independently produce this type and subsequent armor and weapons to a certain extent, but it will never be sold directly or indirectly to enemy countries.Ouyang watched these two conditions written in the notebook by Lao Xu himself, no matter whether it is successful or not, at least it was written.Ouyang couldn't help laughing when he thought that he would be the first person who dared to bargain with the emperor.Anyway, I have no ambitions, so exposing my "shortcomings" more is a good way to let Li Er relax his vigilance.Maybe he is just an extremely ordinary person in Li Er's eyes now, and this bargaining is irrelevant in his heart, so he has the right to laugh it off.

Li Er, the leader of the Tang Dynasty, was not always kind-hearted. In his later years, he pushed Wei Zheng's tombstone, vacillated about the issue of the crown prince, and personally conquered Korea until he died of illness. It is depressing to think about it.He was very heroic in his early years and middle age, but he became unconscious in his later years, which really made Ouyang, a fan of the Tang Dynasty, very heartbroken.

"Tsk tsk, what a pity..." Ouyang slammed his mouth, shaking his head and walking towards the special brigade camp.

"General Ouyang offered treasures for the country, why would it be a pity to say that?" Ouyang was startled by a sudden sentence from behind.Looking back, it was Li Gang, an old man. He was neat and personable, and he had regained his elegant image.It seems like a different person from the one who passed out in the martial arts arena just now.

Ouyang gave a salute, and stood sideways: "Mr., the boy recalled some memories of his childhood, and he was a little emotional. The old man laughed."

When Li Gang heard this, his originally warm face changed into a serious expression as if acting in a play, and he said in a deep voice: "How can it be sad to be young? Although the old man is a literati, he can also see that General Ouyang is leading the army. He is a young hero with real talent and learning, if you have such a leisurely feeling, how about having a chat with the old man?"

"Uh..." Ouyang was stunned by Li Gang's quick change of topic, and didn't know what to say for a while.

Li Gang turned into a smiling face again, pulled up Ouyang's sleeves and walked towards the tent where he temporarily rested.The tent is not far away, just ten feet away from the big tent of the Chinese army. This is a special case in the army. When a distinguished guest comes, he must be within the core monitoring range of the army. No one is exempt.

Ouyang knelt and sat on the soft blanket in the tent, feeling that his legs almost belonged to someone else. Li Gang is a Confucian and an old man, so formal etiquette must be used.After sitting for nearly a cup of tea, Ouyang could only stand upright and watch the old man "perform" the tea art there, elegant and elegant, but when the old man pushed a cup of freshly mixed tea in front of him, he even wanted to die I am afraid that I have it.This tea can be said to be full of five flavors, including salt, milk, ginger, and sugar. The last one is Ouyang's unknown seasoning, which makes Ouyang's heart skip a beat.Since crossing, the only richest person he has come into contact with is the governor Xu Shiji, but a warrior doesn't like such trivial procedures, let alone adding things, he just boils and drinks the tea.Although the tea was bitter, he could drink it, but how could he drink the serious tea in front of him like a stew?

"General Ouyang, please!" The old man stretched out his hand to invite solemnly. Ouyang had no choice but to bite the bullet and pick up the tea, pretending to enjoy it and "drinking slowly".The first mouthful, Ouyang almost didn't spit it out, the taste buds on his tongue seemed to explode, and he couldn't swallow it no matter what.It's just that the old man looked at each other with a smile and stroked his beard, with an expression of waiting to be praised, so Ouyang had no choice but to "die bravely".

"Old man, good tea!" Ouyang frowned, and had no choice but to give a "serious" praise, but he vowed in his heart that whenever he saw this formal scene, he would find a way to avoid it, otherwise this mouth would not be able to taste it in the future. Sour, sweet, bitter, spicy and so on.

Li Gang shook his head slightly, probably the instant redness on Ouyang's face sold out Ouyang's true feelings, and he said with a smile: "General Ouyang, drinking tea can really sharpen people's hearts. If you can understand one or two, you will gain something. Among them There are many changes, which need to be carefully understood. The five-flavor condiments and tea change each other, and the five flavors change again. The hot tea and the temperature of the tea regenerate and change. The enjoyment of it. First-time drinkers may feel that the taste is weird and can’t put it down, but after tasting more, they will like the nuances.”

Ouyang was taken aback for a moment, the old man seemed to have some truth in what he said.He remembered that when he came home from school when he was a child, he happened to have no cold boiled water, so he picked up his father's teacup and drank it. Didn't he feel bitter and hard to swallow?Like drinking medicine?But later in the special forces, whenever I was extremely tired, I always had to drink a cup of boiling tea, like drinking sweet spring.Thinking of this, Ouyang stopped pretending, stood up and cupped his hands and said: "What you said is true, kid! It's just the first time I drink this tea, I'm really not used to it, Mr. Shangwang forgive me a little bit."

"It's okay, it's okay. One has to keep trying to know the ups and downs of the world. What's the difference between following the old ways and rotting bones in the soil? General Ouyang is generous and magnanimous. After drinking tea, since we are in the army today, we can have a drink as you please. This wine is still the 'Huo Shao' from your home, and it is really the best!" The old man saw Ouyang generously admitting that he didn't care about it at all. She doesn't have the character to face and suffer, and she has a big heart. She takes out two palm-sized porcelain bottles from her arms and puts them on the low table. She will give up tea and drink.

Ouyang was taken aback when he heard this, thinking to himself that the old man speaks well!The words not only shortened the distance between the two of them, but also expressed their own position, so that they did not feel embarrassed at all. It was like two old friends sitting together drinking and chatting.It's just that staring at the two porcelain vases makes my heart ache. These are eight consecutive high-quality fires, and I don't know who brought them to the family, but they are so generous.

Since all the old men in their seventies and eighties have brought out wine, how can a young man under twenty have any reason to refuse?He took a bottle and opened the mud seal, held it in both hands and poured it into a small cup, and raised a toast: "My teacher said: the elders can't deny it. The boy only respects the old man with this cup, and may the old man send the spring and autumn to the towering cypresses. Nearly a hundred circles!"

"Huh?! Interesting!" The old man's white eyebrows twitched, surprise appeared on his face, he held up his cup and groaned without drinking, shaking his head and repeating the sentence "Crane language sends spring and autumn and ancient cypresses towering to the sky and nearly a hundred circles", his eyes staring at Ouyang became more and more exciting .

"General Ouyang... Forget it, I will abide by the rules for the rest of my life, but I want to let go after I become an official. Boy, I know the general meaning of your congratulatory message. I hope that I will live to be a hundred years old. I borrow your good words, but I just want to let you go." What does the word Baiwei mean?"

Ouyang was about to ask if he didn't even understand, but he suddenly remembered that this was in the Tang Dynasty, not the later generations.Embarrassed, he smiled and replied: "When I was young, my master once said that the sun and the moon sometimes have their own age, and so do trees. Tell the age of the tree."

"Is this really true?" Li Gang became interested when he heard it. He has read a lot of books, and this is the first time he heard that the age of a tree can be judged from the so-called "annual rings". He was very interested.

"Don't dare to tell lies in front of the old man. The boy and the master have personally verified that it is true." Ouyang said a few words modestly. He didn't expect that even Li Gang, a great scholar of literature and history, would be interested in these small things. The students and princes all ended in misery, and this old man was hit hard?

Li Gang drank the wine in the glass with a "slip", took Ouyang's hand and hurriedly walked out: "I don't believe you, it's really interesting, let me verify it once!"

Ouyang was helpless, he really didn't want to spoil the interest of this hapless old man.After he walked out of the tent, he called four or five soldiers to follow him, and was about to leave the camp for verification, when he suddenly remembered that the governor had issued an order to close the camp earlier, so he turned back.In desperation, he had no choice but to go to the supply camp and find a captain to lead him to the storage area, which is the wood area used to make bows and arrows and siege equipment, etc. for verification.

The matter is very simple. This extremely high pile of logs is specially selected for the supply camp. Not only the age of the trees is numbered, but also the species, origin, and price of the trees are clear and even registered.As long as the small school in charge doesn't say anything, when he walked to a pile of logs, Ouyang pointed to the circles on the section of a tree and said, "This is the annual ring." Then he started counting, there are seven circles in total, that is, seven years .I looked at the piled logs carefully, and found that they were basically seven circles, and occasionally eight circles.I am amazed in my heart that there should be no artificially raised trees at this time. How did they choose trees with such a neat year?

"This batch of wood should be seven to eight years old, right?" Ouyang smiled and looked at the small school in charge of the supply camp, full of confidence.

"That's right! General Ouyang's words are correct!" The little school nodded, and opened the registration booklet for the two to have a look, and it turned out that the tree was seven to eight years old.

He randomly found two piles of logs to verify, and Ouyang said that he verified them one by one, which surprised the knowledgeable old man.

"Your master is really a god-man, who observes the subtleties and sees the vastness. It is a lifelong regret that the old man can't face each other for a while!" The old man's face was quite lonely, as if he was very yearning for the lost master that Ouyang said.

When the two returned to the camp, Li Gang stopped drinking, but stared at Ouyang for a while, until Ouyang became hairy, and then asked: "Boy, did you learn the art of making armor from your master?"

"Exactly, I don't know..."

"Based on this, the art of steelmaking is the same?"

"Well, I..."

"What about the art of training soldiers?"

"It's about the same..."

Li Gang asked a question, and Ouyang would answer, but every time before Ouyang could finish his answer, Li Gang would rush to ask a question. I don't know where his refined habits went. Hurry up, as if you have discovered an inexhaustible treasure.

"Do you still remember where your master lived?" Li Gang grabbed Ouyang with a serious and urgent face.

This cannot be blamed on Li Gang, let alone Ouyang.Can Ouyang tell the real source of these things?Tell him about the factories of later generations?shop?nation?system?army? , if Ouyang really had to say it, would Li Gang accept it?

Ouyang secretly sighed in his heart, he had already guessed what Li Gang was thinking, but the master he said was the motherland of future generations, so where is there a place to live?

"The boy lived in the mountains for a long time before being separated, so I really don't know where the master lives."

"Hey!—" The old man sighed, full of regret, and slapped himself on the thigh, which made Ouyang grit his teeth.