At dinner, while the father and son were happy, Zheng Fei poured them a lot of wine. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

He's going to get Christine drunk, to find out some secrets, and if he doesn't figure out those things, he's always like he's stuck in something.

"It's been a long time since I've drunk it so much...", Christine drunkenly picked up the empty bottle and poured it into her mouth, a drunken flush on her cheeks, and her mouth babbled.

The Guardian Brother Gomead stood behind him, glancing warily at the people at the table, fearing that they would be bad for Mistress Christine.

With the two of them there, Zheng Fei couldn't listen to what he wanted to know, so he rolled his eyes and whispered to Urban.

Urban understood, coughed lightly, put his arm on Christine's shoulder, and said, "Let your guards stand back, it feels like they're spying on us, it's uncomfortable." ”

Christine, who was slow to react due to alcohol, fell her head heavily and shouted, "Gomead, go back to your room!"

"Christine-sama..."

"Let's go!" Christine waved her hand violently, and the bottle came out of her hand and smashed against the wall, shattering.

The Gomead brothers had never seen Christine like this before, and they looked at each other worriedly, didn't say much, and slowly retreated.

Seeing the reluctant appearance of these two people, Zheng Fei beckoned to stop them, then took a bottle of fine wine from the table and walked over with a smile.

"Produced in Italy, the country of wine, take it and drink it. ”

"This—" Big Gomead stared at the bottle for a while, hesitated and hesitated, but after all, he couldn't resist the temptation of the wine, and gladly took it: "Thank you." ”

After that, the two of them went upstairs with joy, stepped on the stairs and whispered:

"I'm right, man, they're not bad guys, and Lord Christine isn't in danger. ”

"You've won this time... This is Italian wine, brother, I heard that many nobles can't drink it, it's a distant country. ”

After the Gomead brothers left, Zheng Fei cleared out the other unrelated people in the hall, leaving only a few henchmen sitting at the table.

Santiago, who was not full, munched on the beef bones, completely oblivious to the gradually heavy atmosphere, taking a bite of a real fragrance, not caring about the disdainful gaze of the old enemy Hans.

"That's your nature, don't pretend to be a gentleman. Hans stroked his head.

Santiago didn't say anything, just slapped the other party's face with his greasy big hand, and disgusted the other party.

Zheng Fei took a sip from the wine glass, glanced at the two of them, and then looked at Christine, whose face was flushed, and watched him drunken with a knife to cut steak, using the back of the knife, and he couldn't cut it for a long time.

He must have been really drunk. Zheng Fei thought so, and the corners of his mouth hidden behind the wine glass were slightly upturned.

He moved his chair and sat down next to Christine, and Urban, who had a sad face, also sat down, and sighed as he looked at his son's drunken appearance.

"How did he become like this. Urban shook his head and sighed again.

"He's glad to see you. ”

"I'm not talking about drinking, but... He was so naïve. ”

"Where am I naïve?" muttered Christine, shoving the hard-cut beef into her mouth.

Contrary to his appearance, Christine's real age is thirty years old, but her mental age is actually less than twenty years old.

His naïve naivety stems from the fact that he has lived in his own world for many years without contact with the outside world, and during the eight years he came to Denmark, he was busy with only one thing all day, and that was to study ship design drawings.

It is precisely because of this that he, who is almost isolated from the outside world, cannot guess the cunning human heart at all, and according to him, things will definitely develop as he imagined.

Zheng Fei raised his eyebrows, shrugged his shoulders at Urban, and whispered, "I want to ask him a few questions first, and then I'll talk about the rest later." ”

Then, he cleared his throat and snatched the bottle that Christine had brought to his lips.

"Give it back to me!" Christine took advantage of the wine, and played a childish temper.

"You answer me a few questions, and I'll give it back to you. ”

"What's the problem?"

"How did you come up with the giant cannon, and who gave you the idea?"

Christine smiled disdainfully: "Where did you get any ideas, those giant cannons are all improved according to the drawings left by my father." ”

Hearing this, Zheng Fei glanced at Urban in surprise.

Urban nodded: "When I was researching the giant cannon, I took him with me, and I left a lot of drawings for him. ”

Zheng Fei pondered for a moment, looked at Christine, who was smirking with his cheeks, and frowned: "But the giant cannon you designed is different from your father, and the inner wall of your giant cannon barrel has spiral lines, which can greatly increase the flight speed and range of the cannonball." ”

"yes, uh... How do you know that? I remember never telling anyone this secret..."

Christine was puzzled, but due to the narcotic effect of alcohol, he was too lazy to think about the pros and cons now, which is why people spit out the truth after drinking.

"I... Guess. Zheng Fei said perfunctorily, pouting.

"Oh~ no wonder. At this time, Christine felt that his explanation was quite reasonable.

Santiago leaned against Hans's shoulder, smirked and whispered, "Look, this guy is stupider than me." ”

"Don't be drunk, you're not as drunk as him, and you fall to the ground and sleep like a dead pig. ”

Zheng Fei ignored the bickering of these two people and continued to ask about his confusion.

"Then how did you come up with the idea of adding threads to the barrel?"

Christine stared up at the ceiling, making a memory, and after thinking about it for a long time, she finally remembered, and smiled.

"Back then, I came to Denmark on a cargo ship with a lot of people on board... That day, the cargo ship was driving in a large river, and happened to encounter a whirlpool, and was swept around and around by a huge force, but fortunately the sailors had some skills, otherwise they would have been swept into it..."

He babbled for several minutes, and he had to say a sentence back and forth several times, and Zheng Fei's ears were calloused when he heard it, and he scratched his head.

That's when the point came.

"In the process of fighting the whirlpool, there was a lot of water on the deck, and a lot of things were wet, and after getting rid of the whirlpool's control, I stood on the deck and looked at it, and I really couldn't understand why it had such great power. ”

"Luckily, my question was answered soon after, as I mentioned earlier that the river flooded a lot of things, including matches, so that we couldn't make a fire to cook anything. So the sailors docked the ship, picked up some dead wood and sticks, and rubbed the sticks with both hands to drill the wood, and gradually sparks began to burn. ”

"In connection with the previous vortex, I wondered if the powerful force was created because of the rotation?" (To be continued.) )