Cai Jia...... What a nice guy!

Cai Zhong led the troops away in a gloomy manner, but Pang Shanmin counted the weapons and armor in the courtyard with taste, and his mouth was full of sighs, even the war horses, General Cai Zhong left two horses with "great intentions", Jing Xiang was not a place to produce horses, two war horses used in the army, but saved a lot of money for Pang Shanmin who was about to travel.

"Ling'er, how about going and taking a look at those two war horses?"

Glancing at the stunned Diao Chan mother and daughter, Pang Shanmin smiled and said: "This Cai family is very generous, but our family went out, but they also sent such a heavy gift." ”

Ling'er was eager to try, Diao Chan didn't stop her, Ling'er went out of the courtyard gate, turned over and got on the horse, Pang Shanmin picked up a spear and handed it to Ling'er, but sighed in his mouth: "It's a pity that there is no halberd." ”

"Daddy once said that ordinary people can't draw halberds...... "Ling'er took the spear without pretensions, got on the horse and danced, a spear is like a yellow dragon, the shadow of the spear in front of the horse, the heroic female general sat on the war horse, showing her skillful martial arts, Pang Shanmin was shocked by the sound of the spear and took a few steps back, and couldn't help but sigh in her heart, the daughter of the tiger is already like this, if Wenhou is alive, what kind of bravery will it be?

Ling'er practiced on the horse for a while, then turned over and dismounted, wiped the sweat on her forehead, and said with a smile: "It's a lot more comfortable, but this war horse is too bad, and Jingxiang has no good horses." ”

"Well, it's not a small problem for forming a cavalry army...... Pang Shanmin nodded, but suddenly woke up, Diao Chan was not far away, if she didn't agree with Ling'er to join the army, this would be a bit of a provocation to the authority of the future hostess of the family.

Pang Shanmin hurriedly closed his voice, Ling'er also came back to his senses, walked to Diao Chan pitifully, and said coquettishly: "Erniang......"

"Blame me for this, if I hadn't instigated Ling'er, Ling'er wouldn't have such thoughts." Pang Shanmin smiled bitterly: "I know you're worried about the unpredictable risks on the battlefield, but it's just ...... If Ling'er is at home and lives empty for a hundred years, she must not be happy. ”

"I don't want to argue with you."

After Diao Chan finished speaking, Pang Shanmin's expression became even more bitter, but Ling'er hurriedly said: "Erniang! If you don't want me to join the army, then I won't go, my little uncle spoils me, and I also know that Erniang must not blame him for this matter! ”

"Ling'er, the way you look on the horse is very similar to Feng Xian'...... back then"

After Diao Chan finished speaking, he looked at Pang Shanmin and said: "Maybe you are right, Ling'er has practiced martial arts since she was a child, and her destination is on the battlefield after all, although I am also worried that the battlefield is dangerous, and Ling'er will encounter accidents, but she is Fengxian's daughter, if she stays at home like before, washes clothes, and knits female red, it is not what her husband wants to see in the spirit of heaven." ”

"Erniang, do you agree?"

When Ling'er heard this, her surprise was beyond words.

"A year later, your second mother will also marry a wife, and the major events in the family, even if I say it at that time, I won't count it." After Diao Chan finished speaking with a chuckle, Pang Shanmin shook his head and said, "Our family is different, whoever has the reason to listen to whom, no matter what it is, we have to discuss it." ”

For Diao Chan to make such a decision, Pang Shanmin was naturally content and happy, and said to Diao Chan: "Then you two should pack up, as for these armor and blades, I will find someone to clean them up later." ”

Seeing Diao Chan nodding back to the house, Pang Shanmin also left the small courtyard, and before leaving, he pitted Cai Zhongyi, which was also unexpected by Pang Shanmin, Pang Shanmin was not afraid of Cai Zhong's revenge, Cai Zhong led troops to come, and Meng Lang, who did this, even if he came to Liu Biao to reason, this goods would definitely not be beneficial.

Anyway, Pang Shanmin is also about to study abroad, as for the framing of conspiracy and trickery, there is no need to worry, as for his father, Cai Zhong, a third-rate general, probably doesn't really have the courage to calculate against him......

Even Cai Mao and Kuailiang, the heads of the two major Jingxiang clans, didn't dare to casually go to Pang Degong, the old monster's bad luck, a little general of the Cai family, even if he suffered such a big loss, he must have been able to lick his wounds at home silently......

Back home, Pang Shanmin found that this trip to Jingnan, but he had nothing to prepare, Pang Shanmin had never thought of fresh clothes and angry horses, took a carriage from the village, and traveled with Pang Tong, it was a good thing planned by Pang Shanmin, but now Diao Chan seems to have acquiesced to his identity as a husband a year later, Pang Shanmin thought of this, his heart was a little itchy like a cat scratch, the words of the beautiful woman in the car, compared to the elder like ET general brother in the same car, nonsense Those so-called life ideals, naturally it is much more tempting.

After thinking about it for a while, Pang Shanmin calmed down, took out another roll of bamboo slips from the room, and spread it out on the stone table, with a look of memory on his face.

"Turning Stones into Gold—Volume 2."

Movable Type Printing

"Engraved with cement, as thin as a money lip, each word is a seal, and the fire makes it ......"

"Often made of two iron plates, one plate printing, one plate has been self-clothed word ......"

"Each rhyme is a sticker, and the wooden lattice is stored ......"

After a roll of bamboo was written, Pang Shanmin checked it several times, and after confirming that it was correct, Pang Shanmin sighed with relief, and said to himself: "Movable type printing and papermaking complement each other, and paper books will become, once this thing comes out, I am afraid that Jing Xiang will be in the limelight among the princes for a while, but I don't know if Jingsheng Gong can understand the truth of shooting the first bird, and if this old man who likes fame comes back to his senses, I don't know if he will complain about me......"

However, Jingzhou has little to do with Pang Shanmin, Pang Shanmin didn't think about Liu Biao in the past, as long as Liu Biao lived, even Cao Cao after pacifying Hebei did not dare to risk the world's disapproval to find the trouble of this famous Han clan relative, Liu Biao has been governing Jingxiang for a long time, and there is no evil behavior, in recent years, Jingzhou has been in good weather, although Jingzhou soldiers are not strong, but they are extremely rich everywhere, no matter which way the princes, want to swallow Jingxiang, even if they can win, I am afraid that at most it will be a miserable victory, and then can they avoid the eyes of other princes, it's even harder to say.

Otherwise, with the fiery temper of the little overlord of Jiangdong when he was alive, if he wanted to avenge the killing of his father, the land of Jingxiang would have long been in the pocket of Dongwu......

Pang Shanmin pondered slightly for a while, then took out a roll of bamboo slips, and wrote the four big characters of "Romance of the Gods" on the head of the scroll with a pen in his hand.

"The frontispiece, the world, is not the world of one person, but the world of the people of the world, and the world is also ......"

"The first time, the king of the palace of Nuwa entered the incense ......"

Pang Shanmin chuckled and muttered as he wrote: "The monarch and the minister should be the tune that Meng Degong likes, the first few volumes of this book were sent to Xuchang, and I don't know if I can give Shi Tao and Meng Jian some official positions back...... If the prime minister is stingy with his official position at that time, don't blame this son for breaking off! ”

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