Chapter 352: The Sword Gives to the Hero

About two quarters of an hour later, Liu Dashao walked in with a tea tray: "Uncle, this is the fragrant tea that the kid just made for you, and I don't know if the charm is not to your taste, so let's drink it for the time being." ”

was staring at all kinds of stunned and insolent expressions: "Why is it so fast?" ”

"Huh?" Liu Mingzhi looked at Zhang Madness speechlessly, for fear that Zhang Madness would complain about his rudeness, and after going out, he started to make tea without stopping, how could he feel arrogant instead?

Liu Mingzhi gently put the tea tray on the table and poured out two cups of tea for preparation: "Uncle, please drink tea." ”

The arrogant look couldn't help but be a little disappointed, and picked up the teacup stupidly: "Okay, the old man will try your skills in making tea, if you are not satisfied, you have to make a pot again, when the old man is satisfied, when can you." ”

Although Zhang Mad is a military general, but since he was a child, the Zhang family is naturally quite proficient in the skills of tea tasting, and when he is in the army, in addition to the last resort of the war, Zhang Mad will order his soldiers to make a pot of tea, and the busy military affairs will inevitably make people dizzy.

Often, a lot of complicated military affairs are handled in this mouthful of tea, and they are handled in an orderly manner.

After savoring the tea sent by Liu Mingzhi, his arrogant expression was a little entangled, in all fairness, Liu Dashao's tea-making skills were impeccable, and the tea was also a high-grade tea, which was a hundred times stronger than the rough and bitter tea he usually drank.

Tea is so satisfied, how to get Liu Mingzhi out of the way has become a big problem, he still has some things to do.

"Uncle, is your arm hurt?" Liu Mingzhi looked at his arrogant wrist in surprise, he always felt that it was a little unnatural when he was arrogant when he drank tea, and when others drank tea, he was naturally comfortable and contented, and when it was his turn to be arrogant, he always felt that there was such a kind of incongruity.

"No? Why do you ask? Zhang Dashao looked at Liu Dashao suspiciously.

"It's good if you don't have it, the kid just looks at your wrist as if you don't need strength when you drink tea, and thinks you're injured, it's good if you don't have it."

"Huh? Yes! You mean the old man's wrist? Maybe today's armor doesn't fit well, so it looks a little weird, it's okay, don't take it personally. ”

"Okay."

Regarding Zhang Qi's strange behavior, Liu Mingzhi only thought that he was not very familiar with Zhang Qi, and it was inevitable that he was not very used to it.

Hey? Liu Mingzhi looked at the well-moistened brush in surprise, he hadn't been in the study for a long time, how could the brush be moistened? And I know my habits very well, and every time I finish writing, I will clean the brush in my hand and hang it on the pen holder to dry.

Surprised glanced at the arrogance who was holding a teacup and looking at the layout of the study, Liu Mingzhi always felt that insolence was in his heart.

No, Mouran Liu Mingzhi looked at the manuscript paper on the table, these are manuscripts drawn according to the memories of his previous life, and these have gathered the patterns of various weapons and equipment of previous dynasties.

But Liu Mingzhi only knew the pattern, and he didn't personally test how powerful it was. The only weapons that have been created are the horizontal knife and the Mo knife, and there are only two of them.

As for the others, they are still under consideration, and he himself does not know whether they are practical or not.

In a hurry, he hurriedly went through the manuscript placed on the table from his hand, and it seemed that there were a few fewer sheets, and there seemed to be no less, and the number of manuscript papers did not seem to change much.

For a while, even he didn't know what he had lost in his heart.

It doesn't matter if you lose two of them, anyway, these things will be dedicated to the emperor and equipped into the army sooner or later, but Liu Dashao is arrogant to get out the things that have not been tested, in case something goes wrong, it's not a joke.

There is no problem with swords and the like, but what I am afraid of is the drawings of various bows and crossbowmen, and the crossbow arrows will shoot uncontrollably at their own people.......

Sighing, Liu Mingzhi put the manuscript into the drawer, huh?

Liu Dashao looked at the rice paper in the drawer in a daze, Ying'er is a girl with some obsessive-compulsive disorder, every time she helps herself clean up the study, she will always stick the rice paper on the inner wall of the drawer, and the number of rice paper is exactly one hundred, no more, no less is just the same as the inner wall of the drawer, and then the copper seal paperweight is placed on it, but now the rice paper in the drawer is obviously less than twenty or thirty sheets.

In an instant, Liu Dashao's mind brightened, he looked at the brush on the pen and the missing rice paper, shook his head helplessly, closed the drawer, Liu Mingzhi walked to Zhang Mad and patted Zhang Mad on the shoulder: "Uncle, .........." After calling Uncle Uncle, Liu Mingzhi stretched out his hand to Zhang Mad with a calm face, and the meaning was self-evident.

"What? The old man just drinks a cup of tea from you, as for the hurry to ask for a teacup? Zhang Qiang's expression was a little evasive, and he immediately looked at Liu Dashao without hesitation.

"Don't pretend, uncle, you know that the kid doesn't want a teacup, take out the contents of your sleeve."

Looking at the pretending arrogant Liu Dashao, he wanted to laugh, and his acting skills were too clumsy.

"The old man doesn't know anything, what do you want and ask your father to go, the old man has no money, it's not early today, the old man is going back, the old man is not worthy of a horse."

Zhang Mad put down the teacup in his hand and was about to go out, Liu Mingzhi immediately stopped at the door: "Uncle, if you want weapon drawings, the armament of the Ministry of Industry always has countless weapons to record, why bother with these drawings that have no manufacturing data, boy?" ”

"Those weapons are not ..........as good as the equipment on your drawings" The arrogant words came to an abrupt end, and he looked at Liu Mingzhi with an embarrassed expression: "You kid actually dug a pit for the old man." ”

Grabbing Zhang Mad's wrist with his left hand, Liu Dashao began to grope in his cuffs, no wonder Zhang Mad's posture of drinking tea was so weird, and Liu Dashao couldn't finish the drawings folded in his cuffs, so it can be seen how many drawings Zhang Madness had drawn.

Zhang Qi was smart, knowing that if he smuggled Liu Dashao's manuscript away, he would definitely be discovered, so he hurriedly depicted it according to Liu Dashao's drawings.

Moreover, the drawings drawn by Zhang Qixian still had a specific number of patterns, although he did not know how powerful the weapons above these patterns were, but the drawings that could be put together with the horizontal knife drawings were not a simple thing.

However, I didn't expect Liu Dashao to come back so quickly.

The drawings were placed on the ground, and there were as many as seventeen of them, mostly weapons with various bows and crossbows, as well as armor patterns for protection.

Liu Dashao was surprised to glance at the arrogance of the child who seemed to have done something wrong, the weapon patterns on these regiments were vivid, and the patterns on Liu Dashao's manuscript could be said to be exactly the same, I really couldn't see that such a rude person had such a delicate mind.

"Boy, the old man will return to Fangyingzhou after the Spring Festival, and the Turks should also go south in the spring, and the old man is forced to do this."

Looking at Zhang Mad and his pitiful expression, Liu Dashao sighed, picked out seven or eight drawings from the drawings and handed them to Zhang Mad : "The rest has not been scrutinized and is not suitable for imitation, let's talk about it later." ”

Zhang Mad immediately rejoiced: "The old man knows that your kid is not the kind of guy who works behind closed doors, and his vision is much stronger than your father." As he spoke, he unceremoniously tucked the drawings into his sleeve.

"Boy, don't worry, as long as these weapons are really created as recorded on the drawings, the old man will immediately ask for your knighthood to be promoted to the next level, even if Xia Gongming's bad old man can't stop it, what my uncle said."

"Alas, you're here to match the horse, you're here to sweep the boy's mansion, it's almost the same, I can't let you come for nothing, what weapon is my uncle using now?"

"Chopping the saber, what's wrong?"

"Wait."

Liu Dashao turned around and walked into the stone lock next to the bookshelf, took off the Mo knife that had been used as a display for many days and walked out, because the corner was dark, so Zhang Yan did not find the Mo knife placed there.

"Uncle, can you try it?"

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