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Duan Mingyu ignored these guys, and continued his great business of grinding ice, while guiding Wang Aiqing, who was learning to make a magnifying glass with him, "See, this is not enough, it has to be scraped off, and the ice must be shaved into a Ling shape..."

I'm not satisfied with the current shape, so I continue to... swipe... Finally, I got it done. I compared it to the sun, and I stretched out my hands that were a little numb in the cold and tried it at the gathering place. I didn't feel it at first. Damn, It's hot, almost got chickenpox... Hurry up and blow it, um... at least it can bake a mung bean-sized freckle on the face of this little eighth woman, Yang Zhaoniang.

"Wang Aiqing,"

"Yes," Wang Aiqing was very excited, but still laid out the paper according to the usual practice, and picked up a pen: "My lord, everything is ready."

Yes, a promising technical assistant, Duan Mingyu nodded, and then opened his mouth and said, "Yuan... um..." I forgot how the conversion was done, and continued: "In the winter of the fifth year of the Longji of the Tang Dynasty, the imperial seal of King Zhao, Bianliang Duan Mingyu, the teacher of Tong Wenguan, looks at the sky and feels it. After long-term and arduous experiments, a lot of physical research... Don't turn your face away, what kind of expression do you have, if you keep like that for a while, don't look at my master's fairy method... That's pretty much the same, Wang Aiqing, don't forget the previous sentence, where did I say,... umm... take ice and make an oval with raised sides on both sides, I call it a magnifying glass, and use it to look at Sunlight, let the sunlight pass through it and fall on the combustibles, Zhaoniang, what are you looking at, hurry up and get some paper..."

Under Duan Mingyu's command, amidst the panting sounds, admiration and fanatical gazes of a group of future elites of the Tang Dynasty, a puff of smoke slowly rose from the top of a few straw papers.

fire... out of water...

"Wow..." In an instant, everyone erupted, and the sound was so loud that it couldn't describe the scene at this moment. Yang Zhaoniang's little face seemed to have just been painted with a layer of lime, and the original watery eyes were like glass fake eyes. Duan Siping, the eldest son of Duan Mingyu Dongfeng, was the most disappointing, not to mention the little girl Ah Man, her eyes were full of stars. Duan Siping was the most disappointing, with trembling lips, pointing at her father's trembling, it took a long time to hold back Two words: "Ghost, uh..." Covering her heart, she twitched on the soft couch as if fainting, Wang Aiqing's right hand holding the writing brush was trembling, and she was looking at Duan Mingyu in such a way that Duan Mingyu even saw this brat Drooling from the corner of the mouth.

The whole entrance was in chaos, a group of Tang Huaguduo screaming ghostly, some even cried, some kowtowed to worship the teacher, some had epilepsy, and some... In short, there were all kinds of people, after a whole afternoon of bullshit , Duan Mingyu, Cheng Junyu, and Zheng Yingying's two wives had dinner, and of course there were two children. Wan Yanyan inherited her father's business acumen, and spent a lot of time checking accounts outside. Duan Siping looked at her father still a little nervous. Duan Mingyu is tirelessly teaching the two unlucky children: "There is everything in the world. Nature is great and magical. There are many things that seem mysterious but are actually very mysterious." It’s simple, you have to be brave to explore, study things to learn, some truths have to be understood by yourself, you know, eat vegetables, when you are growing your body, you should eat more meat and fully supplement trace elements such as calcium and iron..."

It was late at night, the moon and stars were thin, and there was no sound in Duan's house in the alley. Wang Aiqing brought essence, soap, and a bath towel to Duan Mingyu, stood at the bathroom door, and said, "My lord, the water is ready."

Duan Mingyu turned on the switch, tested that the water temperature was just right, Duan Mingyu stood under the shower head, and took a hot bath comfortably.

Wang Aiqing watched from the side, shook her head and said: "My lord's hobbies are really strange. It's so comfortable to take a bath in the bathtub, and you can also drink a little wine, but you have to take a bath standing up and wash your head and face. It's not uncomfortable at all. .

Duan Mingyu touched his face, wiped soap locust essence on his hair, closed his eyes and said, "You know what, the water in the shower is always clean, it's not like in a bathtub, where all the ashes from rubbing go into the basin Soaking in it makes it uncomfortable after washing.”

Wang Aiqing pursed her lips, apparently still defending the traditional bathtub and refusing to accept the new style of shower.

It is now December, and it is reasonable to say that there should be several snowfalls in Bianliang, but this year's weather is weird, and there has been no snowflakes in the next life until now, and the temperature is higher than in previous years. The Bian River has not been frozen. It hasn't happened for many years.

Many businessmen were very happy, because they could travel by boat, which saved the trouble of traveling and horses, and the transportation was more convenient, but Duan Mingyu was a little worried. How many fields have lost their production, and how many people have fled from famine.

After taking a shower, Duan Mingyu half-lyed in the study, looked back in the direction of Luoyang City, and secretly said: "Luoyang, I will come back.

Maybe God really heard his call, the moon had already risen high, but there was a dog barking at the door, someone knocked on the door, and said loudly: "Master Duan is inside."

The butler opened the door slightly, and said cautiously, "Who are you?"

"We are sent by the princess," those well-dressed men shouted loudly.

"Which princess,"

"Princess Jinling," several guards outside the door responded honestly.

"What's the matter," said the butler not daring to let go of his fear, seeing that their expressions were not right.

"If you have a letter written by Princess Jinling, you must hand it to Prince Duan for his own review," the man said loudly.

At this time, Duan Mingyu put on his coat and came out, and yelled at the butler, "Presumptuous, how did you neglect the distinguished guests, please come in quickly, everyone."

In the study, several men took out letters to marry Duan Mingyu to preview.

Duan Mingyu opened it, and his expression changed drastically, and he said in a deep voice, "Is everything in the letter true?"

"Returning to the prince, it is true, and the situation is worse than imagined,"

"What," Duan Mingyu sat up from the bed and said, "Say it again."

"My lord, the Khitans have indeed dispatched their troops. Moreover, Liu Shouwen and Liu Shouguang also lost both sides. Liu Shouwen killed his younger brother Liu Shouguang, and finally Liu Shouwen was killed by the Khitans."

Duan Mingyu nodded, and read the letter from beginning to end again, hoping to find some flaws, but the more he read it, the more frightened he was, the letter seemed unlikely to be fake.

Duan Mingyu was barefoot, wearing only a cotton gown, and sitting with disheveled hair in an empty room in the west courtyard. The walls in the room were empty and the door was closed. , he was sitting on the mat, facing the lamp in front of him, motionless, like a clay sculpture, it had been a long time,