Twenty-five, Kong Ming Lantern (above)
Early in the morning of the New Year's Eve, Xiao Bolang was a little restless, as if there were a hundred kittens scratching in his heart, and he was so itchy that he was uncomfortable.
His family lived only a few miles from Yuzhang Villa, and his family had little wealth, so he had hoped that he would gain fame by studying, but he also became a leader in the early years, and passed the examination at the age of 19 (Note 1). But that year, he met Ding Wei and had to stay at home, so he missed the provincial test, and after three years, Ding Wei was worried again, and his fame faded. In addition, he has always liked miscellaneous studies, and he is more interested in the mechanism of KitKat than in the Spring and Autumn Period.
The dispute between Yuzhang Villa and Luo Village because of the mill is now known to the neighbors, and Luo Dayou can't keep his mouth shut, so he spreads that Fengyutang has a fancy to the Zhao family mill. Xiao Bolang was very interested when he heard this, and learned that the carpenter of the Zhao family had money to make exquisite things, so he had time to come and see, but he didn't want to meet Zhao and Ju by chance.
Zhao and Ju's teasing was specially set up for people like him, so these days, he couldn't sleep well, and his mind was full of how to send people to heaven. There was no way to think about it, and on the day of Yuan Xi, he couldn't bear it anymore, remembering that Zhao Youju had invited him to come to see the lanterns on Yuan Xi, so he rode a little donkey out after lunch.
As the saying goes, "the year is small and the moon is half a year old", walking in the vicinity for this New Year's Eve, but more than Chinese New Year's Eve, the temple fair in the market county capital and not to mention, even the township is not allowed to develop the city. Therefore, there are a lot of pedestrians on this road, if Xiao Bolang is concentrating on poetry and books, he must do two poems such as "riding a donkey across a small bridge, sighing alone for plum blossoms".
"Xiao Xiucai really came."
When he arrived at the foot of the Yuzhang Villa, someone greeted him, and when he saw that it was a carpenter, he remembered the mill: "Carpenter Fang, how about taking me to meet your mill today?" β
"Okay, you Xiao Xiucai, are you here to see the lights today, or are you here to see the mill?" Fang Youcai didn't get Zhao Heju's consent, how dare he take someone to see the mill privately, he just joked with him at the moment: "Xiao Xiucai, if it weren't for the instructions of my little master, I wouldn't be too lazy to talk to you." β
Carpenter Fang's words were rude, but Xiao Bolang was not annoyed, he got off the donkey, took the reins in his hand, walked side by side with Carpenter Fang, and sneered at each other: "Carpenter Fang, you are too small, so your craftsmanship is not fine, if I were your master, I would have kicked you out of the house a long time ago." β
After all, he has read books, and he is still very accurate in his reading of people, and he is exactly what the carpenter is thinking. Carpenter Fang puffed for a while, originally wanted to be angry, but the thoughts were dispelled together, regardless of Xiao Xiu is a person with a reputation for merit, compared to the truth, he can't please himself, so he knows to his little master, I'm afraid Carpenter Fang is really a prophecy.
Thinking of this, Carpenter Fang was a little sullen.
He took refuge in Yuzhang Villa, originally wanting to eat a stable meal, but after arriving in Zhuangzi, his children were settled, and the money and rice given by Zhuangzi were sufficient, he finally ate a stable meal, but his heart became more and more panicked. How many catties and taels are in his own house, he knows very well, no matter which aspect, his own family is not a skilled craftsman, and the little master has whimsical ideas, and the kung fu in his own hands is afraid that he will not be able to keep up with the requirements of the little master.
"Did you tell me about it?" Seeing that he had not spoken for a long time, Xiao Bolang glanced at him and smiled: "If you take me to see the mill, I will teach you how to deal with it." β
"I'm not good at craft, and the master will still enjoy food, and if I take you to see the mill, then I will immediately have no food." Carpenter Fang sneered: "Xiao Xiucai, it's the heart that died!" β
The two had already arrived at the gate of the villa while talking, although the carpenter was a guest, but he could still get the porter to report when he entered the village, Xiao Bolang was secretly curious in his heart, the rules of this Yuzhang Villa are so strict, it is rare to be left and near.
"Da Lang has already instructed Xiao Xiucai to have tea in the study."
A maid came in from behind, blessed Xiao Xiucai, and then introduced him into the village. Xiao Bolang was a little impatient, but the guest was as he came, if he didn't see the little master of the Zhao family, he was really unwilling to go back.
The layout in the Zhuangzi is very elegant, although it is not a precious thing, but the rockery grass and trees, the winding path is secluded, even if it is a person like Xiao Xiucai who has no intention of fame, he can't help but feel relaxed, and can't help but forget the unhappiness, and praised: "Your master is really elegant, these arrangements, but they are all ingenuity, I don't know who your master invited to build the yard?" β
Although the former owner of this Yuzhang Villa was an official eunuch, Xiao Bolang was not an elegant person in his memory, so it is expected that these arrangements were rebuilt after changing owners. His guess is not bad, but it is not a skilled craftsman who arranges these, but Zhao Youju himself. He didn't put much thought into it, but just moved a few places to the gardens of Suzhou in later generations.
The girl had a mediocre appearance, but her tone was very tight, and when she heard Xiao Bolang's temptation, she just replied with a smile: "The slave is a subordinate, and I ask Xiao Xiucai to ask the master." β
Xiao Bolang was bored, and he stopped talking at the moment, and not long after, he was led to the study of the second entrance to the east wing. entered the study, but there was no one inside, and the girl was blessed again: "Please sit down Xiao Xiucai for a while, and the master will come later." β
The girl brought the refreshments and withdrew from the door, Xiao Bolang sat for a while, feeling a little bored, and got up and came to the desk in the room, only to see a stack of white paper bound together, and many patterns were drawn on the paper. Curious, he picked up the paper and examined it closely, and found that it was similar to a paper kite.
"Send people to heaven with paper kites?" Xiao Bolang always had this matter in his heart, so he immediately thought of it, he looked at this strange-looking paper kite, and repeatedly thought about it in his heart, but felt that it seemed unlikely to hold a person up, and said involuntarily: "Although it is a little interesting, I am afraid it is unrealistic." β
He turned the page and began to look at the next one. This page was another strange thing, which looked a little like a fish, and there were three words written on it, and Shaw Brown whispered: "Submarine." (Note 2)
Without these three words, Xiao Bolang would not be able to understand this picture for a while, but with these three words, as the name suggests, he knows that this is a boat that can sail underwater. His heart moved, the water network in the south of the Yangtze River was dense, and Shaoxing was close to Qingyuan Mansion (now Ningbo), so he knew something about boats. Since ancient times, boats have been on water, and it has never been possible to dive into the water like this.
"Wonderful, wonderful!" Thinking of this, he couldn't help but nod his head in praise.
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Note 1: It is equivalent to the township test in the Ming and Qing dynasties.
Note 2: The earliest drawings of submarines should have been drawn by Leonardo da Vinci, who drew them, and Da Lang naturally painted them.