Chapter Twenty-Three: Wooden Furniture and Iron Pots

I wanted to find something to do for myself in my heart, and Li Yuan's bitter and hateful expression always popped up in my mind, and I felt a strong family affection, and I felt the hatred behind the family affection.

There is no doubt that Li Yuan likes him, but why do you have to put this person who is useless in the eyes of others on a high platform, let the people under the stage sneer and even swords.

Thinking of the eldest grandson again, the eldest grandson's family affection is much purer, the kind of maternal love that Li Chengyang will help hand over the ladder if he wants to break the sky is correct, which makes people fascinated and can't help but immerse themselves in it.

shook his head, don't think about the messy royal family, it's enough to have an eldest grandson, no matter how you think about it, you can't change the reality, the reality is that from today on, even if he Li Chengyang is no longer in the court, the court will not lack his legend.

I took a serious thought about the stools, chairs and beds in my previous life, and now the low couch is like the tatami mat in a Japanese hotel, slightly higher than the tatami mat, and when he lay on the hotel tatami mat for only half an hour, he hurriedly ran down and returned the room, always feeling that he was not sleeping well.

He has endured so hard these days, and today he simply can't bear it, so he can't lose himself.

There is no stool at all in the residence, sitting down is almost sitting on the ground, only a layer of mat cushioning, or kneeling, although inheriting the memory of Li Chengyang of the Tang Dynasty, but the comfort of the chair is far from being comparable to kneeling.

Kneeling outside is respectful, and kneeling in your own room is a bit torture.

It's not difficult, I drew a sketch of a few chairs and a bed from the three views of junior high school, and it was not difficult to draw, and all the useless decorations were thrown away, and there was only a collection of a few sticks and a few planks left on the picture.

After painting, I looked at my masterpiece with satisfaction, and the brush was quite familiar, although there was no such thing as beauty, but I could still see it.

Looking up, the two carpenters had already gone looking for suitable wood, and there were two strangers standing on one side, who were coming, oh yes, and two blacksmiths, probably these two people.

After asking to make sure that these two people were blacksmiths, he told them to wait for a while, changed the piece of paper, and planned to draw an iron pot out, and after thinking about it, he put down the pen again:

"Take me to see where you usually work."

I really can't draw it, I draw a pot with a brush, I don't have that talent, so I'm still obedient to the scene to see.

The two blacksmiths didn't say anything, and took Li Chengyang to walk a short distance to the place where the blacksmith lived, and the sound of clanging was endless, and the sound of striking iron around his ears was still rhythmic.

went directly to the place where the two blacksmiths worked, and carefully explained what the iron pot looked like, and was stared at by the eunuch who came out of nowhere, and the little eunuch stood in front of Li Chengyang silently, without speaking, just showing a childish face and smiling and moaning in the middle of Li Chengyang and the blacksmith shop.

I vaguely guessed that he was not welcome here, and he no longer wanted to see the environment in the palace, and seeing that the matter of the iron pot was clear, he returned to the East Palace for breakfast.

As soon as I went out, I saw a lot of people, all holding things wrapped in linen and walking into the blacksmiths' courtyard, and some people looked around nervously, as if someone would jump out of the palace and give him a knife.

These people still have a smell of the temple on them, and they don't know what the origin is, and the gods are mysterious.

Li Chengyang just glanced at it curiously, and then walked to the East Palace, I don't know what happened here, the blacksmith may not know him, but the little eunuch just now, looking at the dress, is a similar figure, and he must know the royal prince Li Chengyang. Otherwise, I'm afraid that he wouldn't have called someone out a long time ago, how could he stop him with a smile and a groan.

Now Li Chengyang doesn't know anything about the situation in the palace, he doesn't know the inside of the palace, and he doesn't know the slightest about the situation outside the palace.

The days are still long, rather than messing around in confusion, it is safe to find out all the news first.

Back at the residence, Xiao'er and Li Shi hadn't gotten up yet, there were two maids standing outside the door of the house, which was the one Li Chengyang saw when he opened his eyes, for some reason, there were very few palace maids today, there were only these two maids in Li Chengyang's courtyard, and there were four when he moved here the day before yesterday.

I don't know if someone started targeting him, Li Chengyang thought.

There is no other way, but to give priority to Li Chengyang, the master, and then go to serve Xiao'er, although Xiao'er still regards herself as Li Chengyang's personal handmaid when she moved in, but after meeting with the eldest grandson, her treatment was raised, and it is no longer the treatment that a servant girl should receive.

It can be regarded as a recognition of Xiao'er by the eldest grandson.

No one cooked, and the cook didn't know where to go after making breakfast, and Li Chengyang was still thinking about how to draw drawings that people could understand.

Now the breakfast has long been cold, in addition to the laughing Li Shi in the courtyard, there is also the marmot, which is Li Gu, the big housekeeper, Li Chengyang has never seen him since he opened his eyes, and he doesn't know where he went.

Simply, I did it myself, and I looked at what else was in the kitchen, there should be a lot of it, plus Li Chengyang, the cook, it was a good job.

In the past, Li Chengyang also cooked and ate by himself, in order to be able to live at home, he no longer treated himself badly in food, and he also learned a lot of dishes, thought for a while, and had a plan, planning to boil a porridge with green vegetables and lean meat.

It was done soon after he was busy, put it on the fire and boiled it slowly, deliberately made a little more, beckoned a maid to watch the fire go out, ran to see the carpenters who had just brought in the wood, and watched a few people humming and pushing the wood, and couldn't help but go and show off his strength.

Under the gaze of the stunned carpenters, he walked into the house a little floating, and said to the groundhog who leaked out a corner of his clothes: "Can you go and see what is going on outside, the atmosphere outside today makes me strange from beginning to end."

Groundhog, no, Li Yi poked the probe: "Oh, but young master, my pillar?" ”。

Looking at Li Yi, who looked entangled and seemed to be afraid that his new home would be inappropriate, Li Chengyang was angry.

"You don't have to worry about it, I'll definitely get you as small as it is, how dark and how dark it is, you hurry up, I'll be angry when I see you"

"Then I'll rest assured, don't worry, son, the little one will go"

As soon as Li Yi left, the anger that came out was gone, and the groundhog was about to turn into a woodpecker, and I don't know if the transformation of the creature would change Li Yi's unpredictable temperament.

The carpenter came in, and Li Chengyang was very curious about the appearance of wanting to speak, and looked at the person outside the door, about five or six meters long wood, understood, and couldn't get in.

I asked, in the past, there were also cases of changing the pillars in the interior, and the door was generally removed in order to transport the dead wood in, as a craftsman in the Qin Palace, he never thought about whether the house was suitable or not when he was doing his work.

But now it's in the palace, and if you tear down the door casually, I'm afraid it's going to break the feng shui, and this thing that makes several carpenters dare not do it.

What do you think it is, the wood is made of golden silk nan, such a scale of golden silk nan is afraid that it is not only in the palace, the weight is estimated to be five thousand catties, with the assistance of several craftsmen, Li Chengyang resisted the wood into the house, and at the same time he almost understood his strength, about three thousand catties up and down, up and down a thousand catties, in the accurate estimation can not be done.

Secretly happy for his strength, and then urged the carpenters to hurry up, the craftsmanship of the craftsmen is not blown, several people work together, and after a while, they took out a one-person-sized hole out, and with the help of Li Chengyang, they also deliberately knocked it according to Li Yi's body, ensuring that the people who went in stood in it tightly, leaving not much space.

Perhaps someone has done something similar before, there is a craftsman out of the dug wood to put together a door, and the size of the hole is just right, everything without any tools, with just a pair of hands and a pair of eyes can do the slightest, I have to say that the craftsman is amazing.

Erected the column again, and finally put together the square column, which made Li Chengyang feel a lot more comfortable, symmetry is perfect, to hell with the triangle, hummed with satisfaction, and then took out the drawings he drawn.

The speed of the craftsmen is faster than imagined, and at this speed, maybe Li Chengyang will have the first chair in Datang at noon.

The craftsman looked at the drawings, he had never seen such a clear and obvious drawing before, the structure in all directions was clear at a glance, and Li Chengyang also carefully wrote down the dimensions on each part, not to mention these craftsmen, even a novice can also make the finished product with this drawing.

The craftsmen were shocked, and after confirming that Li Chengyang could hand over the drawings to them, they patted their chests and promised to keep their lives secret in the future, even if the knife was on their necks, and then they went to build a chair with a heroic expression.

Sitting on the built chair, Li Chengyang crossed Erlang's legs and looked at Xiao'er and Li Shi, and the two girls also stared at the porridge in front of Li Chengyang, and Xiao'er swallowed her saliva unconsciously.

After all the calculations, Li Chengyang forgot that it takes a long time to boil porridge, and breakfast became lunch, probably because the aroma of green vegetables and lean porridge woke up the two of them, and ran straight to him and stared at him, when Li Chengyang scolded the disappeared cook and the porridge that was ready to protect himself.

"The prince has arrived," Li Gu's voice came abruptly from outside the wall.