Chapter 106: On Authenticity

The next day, the rain passed and the sky cleared. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 infoEarly in the morning, Chen Mao sent his own soldiers to the Barbarian Pavilion to take them to the Sikong Mansion Courtyard.

Jiang Hexing took Zhang Meng, Xu Lang, and two other personal soldiers, and the five of them each rode fast horses, and followed Chen Mao's personal soldiers directly to the Sikong Mansion Courtyard.

The annex is located in the east of Sikong Mansion, and it is a huge courtyard, which is a bit similar to the military field. Just a lot of houses for a week.

To the north is a row of tall wooden houses, and in front of the houses are rows of tall poplar forests. On the south side of the poplar forest, there is a square wooden platform, and there is a row of people standing on the square steps, all of them in red brocade robes, all of whom are officials.

In front of the steps was the carriage that Jiang Hexing had given to Chen Mao, and it was crowded with people, dressed in summer linen shorts and different colors. These people are chattering about something.

Jiang Hexing and the others, under the leadership of Chen Mao's personal soldiers, came to the crowd and quietly watched what this group of people discussed.

Chen Mao walked down the steps, came to the carriage, and asked in a loud voice, "Can you do it?" ā€

Needless to say, he was talking to these craftsmen.

A black-faced middle-aged man, dressed in a beige short coat, took two steps forward, came to Chen Mao and said, "General Chen, this is not a question of whether it can be done or not, the practice of this car has been passed down from generation to generation by our ancestors."

Cars are always two-wheeled, how can there be four-wheeled, this is not called a car. ā€

Chen Mao pointed at the black-faced man, and his voice trembled a little: "You, you, what do you know?" ā€

The black-faced man was not afraid, his eyes slanted towards Chen Mao, took a step forward, and pointed to the four-wheeled carriageway: "General Chen, what do I know, I have been making cars since I was 7 years old, and I have been doing it for almost 40 years." What I know, what I know. I know this line better than you.

Don't talk about other questions, you said that your car pulls a lot of things, you tell me, can you walk this way now? ā€

Chen Mao looked at the sludge all over the ground, and there were still many places on the site where there was yellow muddy water half a foot deep.

Chen Mao's eyes looked behind the crowd. I see what he means to find a river. Jiang Hexing talked to Chen Mao's personal soldiers for a while, and the personal soldiers immediately ran to Chen Mao and whispered in a low voice.

Chen Mao said: "This car is going to take a stone road, but this is much more stable than the previous car." And. This cart can pull three or five times as much as an ordinary carriage. ā€

The black-faced man said with disdain: "General Chen, you are a general, I am a car, I'm afraid I have the final say, right?" ā€

Chen Mao said: "Lao Zhang." But we use cars. What kind of car is easy to use or not, we should have the final say. ā€

Lao Zhang said: "General Chen, you brought a four-wheeled car, you don't want us to make the same." I've been doing cars for so many years and I've never made one on four wheels. As I said earlier, this is not a taxi. A car is just two wheels, and four wheels are not cars, you know? ā€

Lao Zhang's voice was hoarse, and his black face swelled so badly that it seemed that he didn't have a loud voice. As if no one else could hear it.

Chen Mao said: "Lao Zhang, you have to understand that you are craftsmen raised by the imperial court, and you have to do whatever you want." Don't talk nonsense with me, what two wheels are cars, and four wheels are not cars. I don't think you can make endless excuses. ā€

Lao Zhang's eyes were bloodshot, almost spewing fire, and he pointed at Chen Mao with his hand and said, "General Chen." What are you talking about, although you have a big official position. But we're not in your hands, so you'd better talk to Da Sikong. When he speaks, we will do it. Hum. ā€

Lao Zhang finished speaking. Turn your head back.

Chen Mao saw Lao Zhang turn his head and go back, turned around and came to the wooden platform. Shi Li said: "Da Sikong, look, look, you are a subordinate. ā€

A tall man with a white face. With a white beard, he coughed lightly and said, "Chen Mao, I have heard them say it several times, and they have repeatedly told me that this is definitely not a taxi." I think they still have some point, after all, we haven't seen this four-wheeled carriage, have we? ā€

Chen Mao shook his head and said with a wry smile: "Da Sikong, you also see how much more grain and grass this four-wheeled carriage can pull, right?" You can't afford to ignore its capacity, can you? Besides, why can only two wheels be called a car, but four wheels can't be called a car? ā€

Dasikong Wangyi is the tall old man who just said Chen Mao. Wang Yi smiled slightly and said, "Chen Mao, you are not young, why are you so old-tempered." I'm also a general, and I've also taken a closer look at the car you mentioned.

Chen Mao, look at the mud here, if it were a two-wheeled car, it is estimated that it would not have fallen in, but there are too many things, and it is inevitable that it will not fall in. You have to admit that, right? ā€

Chen Mao sighed and said, "Da Sikong, you are also the general who leads the troops, you shouldn't say this." With this sharp weapon of transportation, our army is on the territory of the Huns, how convenient transportation can be. If there are many such four-wheeled carriages, it is estimated that it will not be a problem to transport them once and fight for two years. You should know that we are easy to be passive in the Huns, it's not that we can't beat it, it's really limited by transportation. The supplies are all consumed on the road, and there is not one in the hundred that is transported to the battlefield. ā€

Chen Mao's words, there was a commotion on the stage, and many people around Wang Yi became chaotic, and they all said to Wang Yi: "Da Sikong, Chen Mao is right, this four-wheeled vehicle is a sharp weapon on the battlefield, we must use this car." ā€

Listening to this tone, it seems that all the generals are talking.

Wang Yi was a little hesitant, he first looked at the craftsmen in the audience, and then looked at the generals in the west, and it was difficult to make a decision for a while.

Suddenly, a voice beside Wang Yi said, "Da Sikong, I have something to say." ā€

Wang Yi turned his head to look to the east, only to see a young civil official walking out, who looked like he was thirty-five or sixteen years old, his face was as white as jade, and his eyes were like stars. He is not very tall, but he looks very neat, and at first glance he looks like a noble son of a big family.

Wang Yi smiled and said, "Kui Huan, you, a doctor who reads the Bible, do you also have an opinion on this?" ā€

Kui Huan saluted Wang Yi, then nodded at everyone, and looked at Chen Mao as well.

Chen Mao was very happy in his heart, although this hustle and bustle was not a big official position, but it was highly valued, and he read the scriptures well, and everyone praised him, and they all praised his unlimited future. usually has a good relationship with him, and it seems that at this time, he has to speak for himself on behalf of the civil official.

Chen Maozheng was happy, and listened to the loud and said: "Da Sikong, this car can't be messed around, what Lao Zhang said just now makes sense." They know better than we do what a car should look like. ā€

Chen Mao felt like a blow to the head, and he was about to faint when he was hit by this hustle and bustle, and he couldn't stand.

Chen Mao said: "Kui Huan, others are confused, I don't care about them, why are you so uncivilized?" ā€

Kui said arrogantly: "General Chen, do you know the six arts? ā€

Chen Mao said: "Nonsense, etiquette, music, archery, royalty, books, mathematics, I don't read as much as you, but I also know these six arts." ā€

Kui Huan continued: "Then what does this 'Yu' mean? ā€

Chen Mao said: "Drive." ā€

Kui Huan continued: "Are you driving a two-wheeled car or a four-wheeled car?" ā€

Chen Mao couldn't smile bitterly, and shouted at Kui: "This is the six arts of the Zhou Dynasty, how could there be such a four-wheeled vehicle at that time?" ā€

Kui Huan also smiled and said: "By the way, if you use these four-wheeled vehicles, how can there be these six arts, I think it would be good to call them five arts." ā€

As soon as Kui Huan's words came out, the people next to him burst into laughter, and Lao Zhang and these craftsmen below worked hard to get better.

Only Chen Mao's face was flushed, he didn't stand or walk, he had a feeling of self-esteem. (To be continued.) )