Chapter 7: The Disciples

"In other words, this disciple is not as unbearable as you say!" The eldest grandson was furious when he saw it, so he opened his mouth to break this embarrassing scene.

"Dengzi!" The girl pouted and looked puffed, but she couldn't think of any more appropriate words to describe it.

"You have misunderstood the disciples!" Eldest Sun Tang is planning to divert his attention.

"Dengzi!" Well, this girl already knew such a word.

"We really misunderstood Dengzi!"

"Ascend the disciple, ascend the apprentice." Well, the damage suffered by this disciple will be multiplied by two.

"Can you listen to me first and finish talking about this disciple?" The eldest grandson was a little depressed, but this girl was really good-looking when she pouted, but she didn't know how to develop.

"If you want to talk about this disciple, you have to talk about this Song Yu first, this Song Yu is known as the most beautiful man in the world, and it is said that he is Qu Yuan's disciple. Deng's surname is Dengtu, and he is also a scholar doctor of this Chu country, and he told the king of Chu that this Song Yu is beautiful, and by the way, he complained that Song Yu is lustful. Seeing that Wu Rou was still angry, he didn't say anything, so he quickly said such a paragraph, this fooling the old politician himself is not good, fooling the little girl is not a matter of being caught.

"This Song Yu defended that there was a girl in his neighbor who was more beautiful, and she stood on the wall and watched her for three years, but she was not moved, which shows that she is not lustful." At this time, there is no means of entertainment, and it is no problem to fool around with storytelling techniques like Changsun Tang, and sure enough, Wu Rou has been fascinated by the story.

"The plot happened at this time, you are enough to deflect, this Song Yu took this opportunity to say that this Deng disciple married an ugly wife and gave birth to five children, which shows that this Deng disciple is even more lustful."

"What's a wife?" It was Xiao Tao who spoke, and he asked while the eldest grandson was ventilating.

"It's so stupid, it's naturally his wife and concubine who can give him a son." Wu Rou had completely forgotten what had just happened at this time.

"Oh, that's not important." The eldest grandson accidentally smoothed out all the words of the later generations, and quickly covered it up.

"What about down there?" It's a little peach again.

"It's gone down there." This terrier elder Sun Tang blurted out, and when he said it, he felt that something was wrong, but fortunately, several people didn't realize the problem here.

"However, this story tells us a few truths." The eldest grandson hurriedly interrupted.

"First, it's true that this disciple is a villain, but he is also a good man, at least the wife of the bad chaff doesn't go to court, that is, he offended Song Yu, who played a good pen, and has been scolded for more than a thousand years, what a loss." The effect of the interruption is good.

"Second, don't offend people who are good at playing this pole, this article can make you stink for thousands of years." The eldest grandson was quite touched by this, and the last thing that later generations dared to offend was reporters, especially tabloid reporters.

"Third, this King of Chu is not a good thing, he can't understand such a simple truth, no wonder he will lose the country. So, no matter what, we have to have our own ideas and don't follow the crowd. "The eldest grandson summed up the story of the disciple with these three points, this is not a new point of view, and those views of later generations must not scare you to death.

"Really?" Wu Rou tilted her head, a little puzzled.

"If it's fake, you can go and flip through Song Yu's own "Deng's Disciple Lustful Fu". You can't finish everything yourself, you have to leave room for others to think, and the real fool masters are generally well versed in psychology.

After explaining the "Deng disciple", this is going to shift the target, just leave room to think, but you can't leave time to think, no matter what it is, you can always figure it out after a long time, the eldest grandson used the Deng disciple to skillfully transfer the collision with the person, but this girl is obviously a master who is not easy to fool, sooner or later she will understand, and it will be more troublesome when the time comes, and it will be a little lower to divert attention at this time.

Therefore, the eldest grandson has to think of a way to make the little girl happy, even if she understands it at that time, it will not be easy to attack.

The question is how? The best killer against a little girl is toffee or gummies, which is obviously unrealistic at present. Seeing that the master and servant under the shade of the tree had a dense layer of sweat on their foreheads, the eldest grandson naturally had a way - popsicles.

"Follow me." The eldest grandson said that Wu Rou and Xiao Tao naturally followed.

The eldest grandson entered a pharmacy and bought all the saltpeter in the shop, but he still felt that it was not enough, so he bought three in a row.

Returning to the courtyard where the governor of the governor's mansion temporarily lived, the eldest grandson asked people to find a large wooden basin and a smaller copper basin. He poured all the saltpeter into a wooden basin, mixed it with the well water that had just been dug up, and added some well water and honey to the copper basin.

After a while, the mist in the copper basin became more and more, and it actually began to freeze.

Wu Rou and Xiao Tao were stunned by this scene, and it is estimated that they will not come to trouble because of today's events in the future. Originally, Changsun Tang wanted to make ice cream, but the temperature required for ice cream was lower, and the milk was not easy to get at the moment, so he had to make a secret popsicle.

Watching the two little beauties eating popsicles, the eldest grandson was a little emotional, and the emotion was not the appearance of the beauties eating popsicles, but related to gunpowder, which is one of the important components of gunpowder, and for a long time, the output of saltpeter was basically equivalent to the output of explosives.

Some people say that the Chinese will only use gunpowder to set off fireworks, while Westerners use gunpowder to make bullets, but look at a certain big country during the Cold War, basically used "gunpowder" to find "bullets", but the people were not happy and eventually divided. This has nothing to do with gunpowder, but with people's hearts, we use gunpowder to set off fireworks, and ancient China's national strength, influence and people's livelihood are the best. Gunpowder isn't just used in warfare.

Pulled these somewhat distant thoughts back.

Xiao Tao stared at herself, Wu Rou knocked on the copper basin, and the two of them used their actions to tell Changsun Tang: Miss Ben still wants, you kid knows each other, hurry up and get some more for Miss Ben.

"Rou'er, are you here?" Wu Yuanqing's voice came, he heard the porter say that the second lady and the eldest grandson had returned to the governor's mansion together, so he hurried over to prevent Wu Rou from doing some weird things so that the eldest grandson could not come to the stage.

A few people were silent, and this Wu Yuanqing went straight into the hall with the door open. Coming in the door, this scene made Wu Yuanqing a little puzzled, rubbed his eyes, and made sure that Wu Rou was staring at the copper basin motionlessly, and this eldest grandson was standing still like a nobody.

"Brother is here, wait a minute." The eldest grandson said hello, he poured all the saltpeter into it this time, and estimated that the popsicle he made should have Wu Yuanqing's share.

Not for a long time, Wu Yuanqing stared at the popsicle that was still emitting white smoke in his hand and was stunned, this summer insect can't speak of ice, this eldest grandson can actually make ice in front of him in the summer, is this a spell? At this time, most people believe in Taoism, and this transcendent nature and understanding is generally attributed to divine power.

"It's... This..."Wu Yuanqing stammered a little.

"Don't eat it for me." The little girl snatched the popsicle from Wu Yuanqing's hand, her own had already eaten it, the eldest grandson didn't eat it herself, Wang Tie had already eaten almost, and Xiao Tao's couldn't do it, this Wu Yuanqing was undoubtedly the best robbery target.