[Pulsation]: What is the anchor drawing?

The tent was empty except for her, and Jiang Pengji took out her heart to answer the audience's questions. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

[Anchor V]: These are ships, but I don't know much about ships in ancient times, and I don't have enough information about warships.

Jiang Pengji is also well-read, and has read almost all kinds of miscellaneous books, many of which describe ships.

She picks them out one by one, converts the words into patterns, and draws them on paper.

It's just that there is a big difference between the warship I imagined and the actual warship.

[Anchor V]: A strong naval army requires not only elite sailors, but also indestructible warships. According to my understanding, the current shipbuilding technology is still quite backward, and most of them are civilian fishing boats, which can only wander in rivers or shallow waters. As for fighting...... Such small-sized vessels are of little use. Military warships still have to be built, otherwise the naval army will not be complete.

Jiang Pengji entrusted Qi Kuang with the task of training sailors, and she still had to solve the problem of warships by herself.

[But ask for a sleep Jiang Pengji]: Build a ship just by imagination? I feel like it will overturn! Why don't you get a reference?

Jiang Pengji's eyes flickered slightly...... Get a reference?

That's a good idea.

On the second day, Jiang Pengji recruited Feng Zhen.

"You have turned Qi Kuang over, so you don't bother the two masters. I'm tired of you again, and dig up a shipbuilder for me. ”

Feng Zhen was speechless, and the little residual sleepiness ran away.

Jiang Pengji said angrily, "If there is no warship, then can it be considered a sailor?"

Feng Zhen feels that his own lord is the one who reckons him, and the shipbuilder is so easy to find?

Jiang Pengji took a step back, "If you can't dig up a shipbuilder, you can dig a warship for me." ”

Feng Zhen smiled bitterly, his eyebrows almost knotted.

The lord deliberately made fun of him.

Not to mention digging a warship, his small body can't even dig the oars of a warship.

He laughed bitterly at himself, "If the lord wants a warship, just tie me up and throw me into the river and sacrifice it to the river god, maybe I can change it." ”

"Come on, I'm afraid that the river god will complain that you robbed someone's daughter-in-law and sue me. If you go down, you won't even have enough meat to feed the fish. ”

Jiang Pengji held back a smile and spared Feng Zhen "reluctantly".

"Forget it, I'll let you go for now. Anyway, there is no rush now, and the matter of the warship can be put aside for the time being. ”

Feng Zhen smiled and said, as if begging for mercy, "Thank you, lord, raise your noble hand." ”

[Wine-brewed cat dumplings]: Brothers and sisters, now it's our turn to appear, the anchor, look at us, we are your thick shield.

[Glasses Circle]: Du Niang and Gu Dad are in hand, not to mention a shipbuilding master, even if it is a shipbuilding master, you have to kneel down and sing conquest.

[After all, it wasn't last night's stars]: Although we can be an intermediary to help the anchor check the information, there is no way to transmit the pattern in the live broadcast room, and we can only rely on text descriptions, which makes it more painful. Otherwise, you want to get a warship, and then we can make changes to this ship......? Anyway, where to buy a warship?

[Leng Yang]: I remember that we still have wooden shipyards in China, I used to watch the news and read it. I don't know if there is a clue from the god who knows? I immediately dug into my pocket and flew over. The master of shipbuilding should be regarded as a master of shipbuilding in the era of the anchor, even if it is not a warship, there is always something in common. If you have a message, you can poke me in the background, thank you.

Jiang Pengji had just finished repairing Fengzhen, and when she saw these barrages at a glance, her chest was warm and a little funny.

Feng Zhen didn't know why, and thought that the lord was a bad taste.

Bullying him, is it really so happy?

Before he could ask, the voice of the messenger was heard outside the tent.

"My lord, there is a messenger outside the tent asking to see you. ”

"Let people in. ”

After a while, after a loud noise, a corner of the tabernacle was lifted, and an armored soldier entered.

"On the orders of my lord, I will meet Liu Xiancheng. ”

"Oh, who is your lord?"

"Zhejun County Shou Xu Pei, that is my father-in-law. ”

After speaking, the little soldier handed over an invitation card with both hands.

Feng Zhen on the side saw it, and quickly got up to take the letter, and then handed it to Jiang Pengji.

Jiang Pengji took it, and after starting it, she found that this invitation was quite weighty, and it didn't look like an ordinary bamboo slip to the touch.

Not only is the material exquisite, the workmanship is exquisite, but also fumigated with precious spices, with a long-lasting fragrance, the aroma is tangy.

In the words of the audience in the live broadcast room, this is probably the so-called petty bourgeoisie.

Jiang Pengji raised her hand to unfold the small and delicate bamboo slip, read the content on it carefully, and then looked at the paragraph, Xu Pei of Zhejiang County.

The other party invited her and Liu She to attend the meeting tomorrow, and spoke respectfully, which made people feel bad.

"You go back and tell your lord that tomorrow we will meet, and my father and I will arrive on time. ”

Jiang Pengji lowered her eyelids and put the bamboo slip with incense aside.

The soldier did not retreat, but hesitated for a moment, and deliberated on his purpose.

"My lord admires the young and brave Liu County Cheng, and specially set up a banquet in the camp tent, I wonder if the county Cheng can go to see him?"

Jiang Pengji raised her eyebrows, as smart as her, where could she not see Xu Pei's purpose of secretly canvassing for votes.

Don't look at their father and son, they are soy saucers, and they don't have many troops, but they are very heavy.

As long as they are pulled away, Xu Pei's chips will be guaranteed.

She said with a smile, "Brother Xu specially set up a banquet to entertain him, where is there any reason not to go? This is my honor." You go back and tell your lord first, and I'll take a shower and change my clothes and go over to the banquet." Otherwise, it would be rude to rush over......"

After hearing this, the little soldier's face was overjoyed, and he bowed and retreated.

When Feng Zhen heard that there was a banquet, his eyes were shining, as if his brain had made up something, and his Adam's apple was squirming quickly.

Jiang Pengji poured a basin of cold water on him.

"Don't think about it, it's not your share. ”

Feng Zhen's expression froze, and there was an indescribable sense of distortion.

The audience who watched the whole process couldn't help laughing, and they also matched Fengzhen with psychological activities.

[Clean yourself and be good Feng Zishi]: Lord, if you bully other people's families like this again, they won't follow them-

[Ugly as no salt Li Hanmei]: Boom - the lord you are bad, bullying others, beating your little chest, hum.

The painting style of the entire live broadcast room changed suddenly, demons, monsters, and demons danced wildly, and Jiang Pengji almost thought that she was having a nightmare.

Feng Zhen said, "Then who are you going to bring?"

"Jingrong. Jiang Pengji said, "He has been busy with the affairs of the camp for the past two days, and he is tired. Free banquet, don't eat for nothing. ”

Feng Zhen knew that he didn't have a chance.

But—

"Don't forget, my lord, come back and bring me a bottle of wine. ”

These days, the wine has not been stained, and the wine worms in the stomach are about to make a fuss, but Fengzhen is hungry.

Jiang Pengji responded angrily and funny.

"Your share is indispensable, look at your talent. ”