Since Chen Mo returned to Beijing this time, this is the first time that Zheng Shufei has spoken to him. Well, it doesn't seem to be true, it's just too excited, right?

Chen Mo knew that Zheng Shufei had a misunderstanding about herself, but she couldn't explain it, she couldn't take off her pants to let her see, and told her with facts that the reason why she said that in the first place was because she had a hard time, right? Without Zhu Yijun, Zheng Shufei had a staff to kill him.

"It should be fine, right?" Chen Mo spoke cautiously, in all fairness, in the entire palace, except for Zhu Yijun's mother and son, the last person he wanted to offend was Zheng Shufei.

"What do you mean it should be okay? Didn't you fly? Don't you know if you can fly? Zheng Shufei said quickly and urgently, but her face was not twisted, and she didn't bother to give Chen Mo one.

Sure enough, you're still angry with Lao Tzu, do you say you're here? Chen Mo scolded and said with a wry smile: "Flying is flying, isn't this changing the balloon?" The minions really dare not ......"

"Get up, fly!" Zheng Shufei's surprised voice interrupted Chen Mo, and seeing him jumping and jumping, she couldn't help but slander again: Rare and strange! But he also squinted and looked at the past, and saw that the hanging basket had left the ground, and the soldiers who had been stepping on the big fan pedal also stopped moving, and looked up at Zhao Zhenyu who was shouting excitedly in the hanging basket with their chins.

The last time Chen Mo flew, the hanging basket was only connected to the ground by a rope, and it was not stable after flying. This time, everyone learned a lesson, and ropes were tied to the four corners of the hanging basket, and each person controlled, and with the rise of the hanging basket, the rope was slowly released, and it was really much more stable.

This time the take-off time was also faster than the last time, Chen Mo pondered for a while, and then understood that the reason must be due to the three blowers. When the flame is lit, the blower does not stop due to the need to keep the balloon suspended in the air, and according to the principle of air convection, the hot air enters the balloon more quickly.

He let out a long sigh, now it's okay, without the shackles of the tall shelf, and with improvement, the hot air balloon can finally change from a plaything to a practical role.

"How is this thing supposed to control the direction in which it flies?" After looking up for a long time, Zhu Yijun asked a more professional question.

Chen Mo actually doesn't know much about hot air balloons, only that the pilot controls its rise and fall, and selects different air layers to control the direction, as for how to control the lift, it is not very clear, I only remember that the hot air balloon gondola I saw on TV seems to have sandbags hanging on it (in fact, there is an airborne heater, which can control the temperature in the balloon, and I don't know if it's right or not).

It's just that this explanation is difficult for Zhu Yijun, who has never left the ground at all, to explain clearly, so he shook his head: "We really haven't thought about this, at present, we can only use a rope to lead, and the province is blown away by the wind......" Seeing that Zhu Yijun was a little disappointed, he hurriedly added: "I will fly more in the future, maybe I can figure out how to control its direction, right?" Long live you, don't be disappointed, no one could fly before, but now we can fly too? Everything is difficult at the beginning, and the most difficult thing is that we have always broken through, are you afraid that this little thing will not be solved? ”

Zhu Yijun pondered for a while, nodded, moved his stiff and sore neck, and walked towards the lively crowd, Chen Mo hurriedly followed when he saw this, Zheng Shufei glanced at it, but did not move her steps, and continued to look up at the dark red balloon that had shrunk to the size of a plate in the sky.

"The queen mother interceded for King Lu again......"

Where no one paid attention, Zhu Yijun said thoughtlessly.

Chen Mo sensitively noticed his tone, looked quite helpless, and said after considering the words: "In the matter of hot air balloons, His Royal Highness King Lu is actually a meritorious minister, without his support, the ministers would not be able to do this." ”

This is the truth, although he is very disgusted with Zhu Yihua at some times, but in this matter, he is grateful.

Zhu Yijun didn't follow his words, but stopped his steps, turned around and asked, "What did you say just now?" Balloon? ”

Chen Mo was shocked to say it, and hurriedly covered it up: "The slave thinks it's too tongue-twisting to call the big Kong Ming lantern, and that thing can only fly with the support of heat, so he gave it a name by the way, in fact, this name is too vulgar, and I haven't had time to ask the Lord Banzai to give it a name......"

"What gives? This name is not bad, could it be that you still have some invincible general? ”

"That's fine, how majestic it sounds!" Chen Mo climbed up the pole, and said in his heart that if the hot air balloon that Lao Tzu got was mixed with the title of "Invincible General", how bright would it be on his face.

Zhu Yijun seemed to guess his thoughts, and snorted: "Majestic fart, just use 'hot air balloon', don't change ......"

"What about King Lu?" Chen Mo was a little disappointed, and he couldn't get along with Zhu Yijun.

"King Lu......" Zhu Yijun was silent, and after a while, he sighed: "Wait a little longer, it's only been a few days to put him back, and I'm afraid that his temperament will not only not be restrained, but will become more intense...... I'm also for his good, the queen mother shouldn't blame him! ”

Chen Mo was speechless, he could only be silent, and said secretly in his heart: Zhu Yihua, Zhu Yihua, you kid still stay in Zhaoling honestly, look at what your imperial brother means, I wish you would never come back!

The hot air balloon was successfully released again, and all the people who were lucky enough to witness this miracle were incomparably excited, surrounding Zhao Zhenyu to ask long and short questions, and the excitement was comparable to a bazaar.

Zhu Yijun couldn't stand the chaos, and ordered someone to tell Zhao Zhenyu to go to the Qianqing Palace to see him as soon as possible, and let Chen Mo accompany him back to the Qianqing Palace.

Seeing that the time was approaching the end of the day, Chen Mo pondered that Xu Siqi might return to Ciqing Palace, so he resigned from Zhu Yijun, thinking of trying his luck.

When passing by the Fengxian Hall, which had been burned to the scorched earth, suddenly there was a faint cry from among the broken walls, Rao is hand holding a lantern, Chen Mo was still startled.

In the past, he didn't believe in ghosts and gods, but since he crossed over, he has changed his opinion, and he always feels that there is an eye in the dark that is coldly watching the world.

With this thought, he couldn't help but think of the many stories he had heard about the haunting of the harem, and the more he thought about it, the more frightened he became, and he couldn't help but tighten his scalp and his hairs stood on end, and he quickened his pace.

The crying was finally inaudible, Chen Mo let out a long breath, stopped, wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, and scolded fiercely: "Damn, I won't take this road again at night in the future." ”

Suddenly!

"Is it Chen Mo and Chen Gonggong in front?"

"Who?" Chen Mo's body stiffened, and his voice trembled.

Knowing that Suosuo's footsteps came from behind him, Chen Mo was so nervous that he stiffened all over, and he couldn't even move his fingers.

"Is it really Grandpa Chen?" There was surprise in the voice of the person who came, it was a female voice, coming from opposite Chen Mo. It's a pity that Chen Mo closed his eyes and didn't dare to look at it: "What if it's our family?" You and I have no grudges in the past, and no grudges in the near future......"

The female voice sneered, quickly retracted, and her voice choked again: "It turns out that my father-in-law treats slaves and maids as ...... The slave maid is the palace lady of Renshou Palace, named Forsythia. My father-in-law is a celebrity in front of the Lord Long Live Lord, and I beg my father-in-law to be the master and help the slaves and maids......"

I see. Chen Mo secretly despised himself, slowly opened his eyes, looked at the ground first, and saw a shadow behind the woman, so he was completely relieved, and asked, "What help?" He looked up at each other.

Renshou Palace is the place where the former emperors and concubines retire, and Forsythia's appearance is attached to her identity, which is ordinary, otherwise I am afraid that she will not be sent to that kind of place.

At this moment, she knelt down in front of Chen Mo, her eyes were red and swollen like peaches, but there was a look of surprise on her face: "So the father-in-law is willing to help the slave?" ”

"Let's talk about something first, we don't even know anything, how do we know if we can help?" In order to save Fang Cai's gaffe, Chen Mo subconsciously put up a shelf.

"Father-in-law must have heard of the fire in the Fengxian Palace, right? Ding Shun, who 'committed suicide in fear of sin', is the slave's ......"

"What?" Chen Mo was taken aback, and vaguely guessed something: "Ding Shun is your opponent?" Could it be that he died unjustly? ”

PS: Today's morning shift, go out with your wife and children for a day, and the second watch may be later, don't blame......