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After two consecutive days of all-night stays, Mao Geng finally assembled another pendulum escapement in the evening.

Mao Geng put down the hammer with hope, and then closed his eyes, and in an instant the escapement ticked and ticked, Mao Geng closed his eyes and indulged in the continuous ticking sound, and only then did he open his eyes for a while, when he looked carefully, the clock swing shook in front of him, from left to right, and from right to left, the pendulum shook back and forth, the escape wheel turned a tooth, and then was hooked by the escape hook, the pendulum shook again, the escape wheel turned a grid in being hooked, the escapement mechanism was hooked, and so on, tick tock, The wonderful sense of rhythm made Mao Geng a little obsessed. In fact, after the nineties, mechanical clocks became less and less, and pendulum clocks all became antiques.

Unconsciously, Mao Geng shook his head to the rhythm of the pendulum, and only stopped swaying until someone brought over the meal.

The strange thing is that the person who delivered the food today was replaced by a sweet girl, who was dressed like a maid, and she came into the house with a plate, and saw a strange thing shaking on the square table, making a ticking sound. And the table was full of all kinds of things, and with these things occupied, there was no place for the meal, and the girl had to speak:

"Mr. Mao, shouldn't the things on this table be cleaned up? It's time to eat. ”

After speaking, Wan Er smiled, revealing two shallow dimples.

Facing the sweet girl, Mao Geng unconsciously felt a little apologetic.

Even if the table was messy before, it was the minions who delivered the food to help clean it up, Mao Geng didn't need to stretch out a finger, Mao Geng hurriedly cleaned up the tools and sundries such as wrenches and screwdrivers on the table, and moved the baby-like pendulum escapement from the middle of the table to the side. The maiden put down her meal and beckoned:

"Mr. Mao, you can eat it."

Mao Geng has no appetite these days, and the thought of being forced to marry an ugly woman with a terrifying appearance feels like eating a fly, where can he still eat, most of the time he just pulls two bites, and then puts down the dishes and chopsticks. Now an eye-catching girl came to her side, as if she wanted to stimulate her fear of tomorrow's ugly encounter. As soon as Mao Geng thought of this, his emotions, who were originally excited by the success of the escapement, were immediately poured a basin of cold water in the air. So he was very angry in his heart, and said to the woman at the moment:

"It's not fun for me to eat alone, why don't you come and eat with me?"

The girl smiled slightly, and once again showed a pair of dimples, which made Mao Geng's eyes dazzled, and the girl immediately said:

"Since Mr. Mao has ordered it, the little girl dares to disobey her orders! If Mr. Mao wants to drink a little wine, if he wants to drink, I will go and get a pot. ”

Mao Geng saw that the girl looked coquettish when she spoke, and her nerves naturally relaxed, and said with a smile:

"It's just the success of the pendulum today, so it's time to celebrate a little, okay, let's have a drink."

The girl took a pot of wine and drank with Mao Geng.

At this time, it is the beginning of November of the lunar calendar, the weather is already a little cold, the temperature in this mountain is especially low, the wine enters the stomach, the whole body is gradually hot, and the more Mao Geng drinks, the more hearty he feels.

Ask the girl, and the girl just said to call her Ling'er.

Ling'er didn't say much, Mao Geng asked three questions, Ling'er didn't necessarily have to answer a sentence, and when she didn't answer, she just smiled slightly, revealing two shallow dimples.

After Ling'er also drank some wine, her face flushed, and Mao Geng glanced over from time to time, feeling that it was a small enjoyment to have Ling'er accompany her to drink today.

At this time, Ling'er took the initiative to provoke the topic:

"Mr. Mao, what is this tick-tock thing on the table?"

Mao Geng had been waiting for such a question for a long time, so he said:

"This mechanism I made is going to be used for timekeeping in the future, timekeeping, you know?"

Mao Geng looked at Ling'er with a pair of big eyes, his eyebrows were slightly wrinkled, and he looked puzzled, Mao Geng didn't know how to explain what this timing was for a while, and why it was timed. The people here estimated that it would be good to know the approximate time according to the sunrise and sunset, so they laughed self-deprecatingly:

"This thing seems to be of little use now, but the heavens and the earth are yellow, and all things change, and they all change slowly in an instant, and only later do they have all things in heaven and earth. My thing is to record how long this moment is in the blink of an eye, and it's called a clock, and this clock is not finished yet, but if you do this, it will be easier in the future. When it's done, your big, nice eyes blink, and it will know how long the blink is. ”

Mao Geng said in the end, there was some ridicule, at this time the alcohol was on the head, and Mao Geng spoke casually.

Ling'er listened to Mao Geng praise her, and her face turned even redder.

Ling'er flashed her big eyes and said innocently:

"Mr. Mao, you say I don't understand, I only know that you know everything, from astronomy to geography, there is nothing that Mr. Mao doesn't know. People here say that Mao Junshi is omnipotent. ”

Mao Gengxin said that he was ashamed, it was okay to show off himself in front of the ancients, and in later generations, I don't know how many people's IQ will throw themselves off n streets, and even if he reaches the Song Dynasty, he can't control his own destiny.

Now his fate is in the hands of others, but maybe he can help the lovely girl in front of him, and it is rare for someone to drink with him. This bell is pitiful, wearing a burlap dress, is this life the life of a maid and maid! So he was proud, so he asked Ling'er:

"Ling'er, tell me, what kind of wish do you have? For example, if you want a few beautiful clothes, to dress up Ling'er beautifully, or if you have other ideas, maybe I can help you. ”

When Ling'er heard this, she looked happy, and when she lowered her head, she asked:

"Do you mean that you have all the wishes I have for you?"

Mao Geng nodded and said:

"Didn't you say I could do anything! Except that I can't help myself, it's not difficult to help you. ”

Mao Geng thought, Ling'er is fifteen or sixteen years old, at this age in later generations, although some people dream of Prince Charming and Huawu luxury cars, most girls just dream of having a crazy mobile phone, or as simple as wearing a beautiful long dress, they will be quite satisfied. Well, if Ling'er wears a beautiful dress, people rely on clothes, it will definitely be more moving. Of course, there will be singers and stars like women in later generations, Mao Geng even thought, just with the good-looking dimples of Ling'er, in the future generations, I am afraid it is not difficult to be a little star. If you have to be a singer, you can collect all kinds of songs in your memory, and put them together can make Ling'er popular.

Ling'er's eyes flashed, and she was about to say something, but she suddenly covered her mouth again, and then hurriedly let go of her hand and said:

"But people haven't thought about it yet, and I'll tell you when I think about it. But don't forget, you promised to help me. You are not allowed to default on your bills. ”

When it comes to not being allowed to repay the debt, with the growing sense of alcohol, there are three points of innocence, but there are seven points of coquettishness.

Seeing Ling'er's cute appearance, Mao Geng felt a little more pity, and said with a smile:

"Of course, if I can, I will definitely help you."

Then I thought that maybe after tomorrow, I would be chained to an ugly and pungent woman, and I was afraid that if I wanted to help the girl in front of me, I could only do it quietly.

Mao Geng sighed, poured a large sip of wine into his throat, and his expression became gloomy.

Ling'er observed the words and looks, and saw that Mao Geng was a little unhappy, so he explained:

"Mr. Mao's ability is unmatched, and he preaches morality, good people do good luck, and Ji people have their own natural appearance, and they will be fine."

Mao Gengxin said that you know what a little girl knows, you are young, where do you understand the ruthlessness of fate, in your previous life at Ling'er's age, you used to have many naïve dreams, but, with the passage of time, the dreams were shattered by reality one by one. I thought that after crossing, all my dreams could be realized easily, but I never expected that this hurdle would be difficult to overcome.

Mao Geng looked at Ling'er's slightly childish face, she was still a sixteen-year-old flower girl!

Mao Geng's wine had already come up at this time, and in a daze, he transformed the bell opposite into a certain flower girl in the later generations, at this age, he must be no stranger to Xi Murong's poems, so he said in a trance:

"Xi Murong's poems know, right?"

"Xi Morong? Tang Dynasty or this dynasty? Ling'er only knows a little bit of poetry, but she has never heard of Xi Morong's poems, and Ling'er is lonely and unheard. ”

Mao Geng heard Ling'er say this, and his mind was full of clarity, and his heart said that you are Ling'er of the Song Dynasty, of course I don't know, but it doesn't matter, I can read it to you:

"It's not your fault, I'll read it to you. However, this is not like Tang and Song poems that want to talk about rhyme and rhythm, it is like talking. ”

Ling'er didn't know what a poem like a speech was, so when her curiosity came up, she nodded seriously:

"Read it, I'll listen to it with my ears."

Mao Geng, with a strong sense of wine, began to read Xi Murong's "Song of the Walking Board":

"There must be something

It's something I can't understand

Otherwise, nothing will happen to the grass and trees

Grow in order

And migratory birds can fly back to their hometowns

－－

There must be something

I am powerless

Otherwise, how can day and night alternate?

So fast, all the time

It's all missed, sorrow eats away at my heart

－－

There must be something after the leaves fall

It's something I have to give up

It was the --- dream when I was sixteen

I've been hiding it all my life

It was as beautiful as a mountain lily

Secret"

Mao Geng was just about to read "that diary", and then he thought that in this era, who knows what a diary is, so he had to change his mouth to "that dream". But at the end of the reading, I was also inexplicably sentimental, and I couldn't help myself for a while.

After listening to Ling'er, it turned out that this poem, which was like talking, was also very sad and evocative. Mao Geng is like that, and he is a man, and he has some blurred tears!

Ling'er felt that she should leave this poem like a speech, so she said:

"This poem-like poem sounds interesting, so write it to me, okay?"

Mao Geng copied the poem with a charcoal strip and handed it to Ling'er.

When Ling'er got the poem, she got up and said:

"Mr. Xie Mao! I'm so happy today. I'm gone, it's cold, you can sleep too. ”

Mao Geng sent Ling'er away, and when he went out, Ling'er looked back and smiled, revealing two shallow dimples again, Mao Geng waved his hand and watched Ling'er go away.

I didn't drink much alcohol today, but for some reason I got drunk early, Mao Geng lay down on the bed, the lamp was still lit, the pendulum was still dangling from left to right, and from right to left, and the ticking sound of the escapement mechanism had been going on like this.

Suddenly a burst of sleepiness came up, Mao Geng yawned for a long time, and then only listened to the ticking sound drifting farther and farther until he drifted into a dream.

In the sleep, the ticking sound is still ringing continuously, suddenly the bell tower rang a loud bell heavily, and then the master of ceremonies sang "The auspicious time has come", opposite a woman in a big red dress walked over gracefully, and the footsteps were also da-da-da, to wait until one step and three shakes to the front, and then Yingying bowed, and when she got up again, suddenly a gust of wind blew, and the woman's headscarf covering her face was blown up, Mao Geng saw a terrifying face, Mao Geng woke up, only to know that it was just a dream, A cold sweat broke out on his body. I can't help sighing, yes, I have to do a happy event on this day, and I don't know how ugly the bride is, is it really like in a dream!

When I woke up, it was still dawn, and when I looked at the pendulum and escapement, it was still moving in an orderly manner. It seems that this time the escapement should have been.

After staring at the thing he had made with his own hands for a long time, he was really tired and fell asleep again.

slept until the afternoon of the next day, but Xiang Yixuan woke up Mao Geng and informed him that the wedding banquet had been prepared to stop, and Mao Geng would be the groom tonight. When Mao Geng heard this, he didn't say yes, nor did he say no, he looked like he was resigned to fate.

In the evening, the whole cottage was lively, beating gongs and drums, and a large feast, and Mao Geng was like a puppet, put on a red groom's dress on himself, and was led through the procedures one by one. When drinking, only a few people symbolically made the intention of pouring Mao Geng to drink, and Mao Geng wine did not refuse, and it was dry when it came to the mouth, but these people who poured wine retreated with interest. It's just strange why Qu Laisan got married today, but why he didn't show up.

In the end, a group of people pushed and shoved, pushing Mao Geng, who was with a sense of wine, to the cave room with six red candles the thickness of children's arms, only to see the bride wearing a shawl covering her face sitting on the carved bed, and there were groomsmen and bridesmaids and other people who pushed and shoved Mao Geng and the bride to drink the wine, and then all kinds of supporting roles left one by one, leaving only Mao Geng, the groom and the bride, to stay in the cave room.

Mao Geng's mood at this time was that he wished that he would fall asleep immediately, and he didn't want to open the bride's hijab at all. However, the alcohol I drank today is really limited, and there is an inexplicable fear in my heart that lingers for a long time, even if I want to sleep, where can I sleep for a while!

After a long time, I heard the bride call out with some resentment:

"Brother Mao--- Mao, how can you ignore people!"

When I first heard the words "Brother Mao", Mao Geng had goosebumps all over his body, and when he heard it again, hey! The voice was so familiar that he hurriedly asked:

"You, who are you?"

"I'm Ling'er, I drank together yesterday, did Brother Mao forget it so quickly!"

Mao Geng immediately rushed up to remove the hijab, and when he saw that under the candlelight, it was not Ling'er, but who was it! I saw that Ling'er went through this outfit, and she looked more mature and sexy than yesterday's yellow-haired girl.

"How could it be you! Didn't she say that she was the daughter of the lord of the mountain! Are you the daughter of the lord? ”

Ling'er's face was flushed, and he looked left and right and said to him:

"Brother Mao, you promised your little sister yesterday that no matter what I want, you will help me, yes or no?"

"Not bad." , In the face of the cute bell, Mao Geng's mood turned relaxed, and he finally didn't have to face the legendary ugly girl in Zhenri, which was a relief.

"Well, my wish is actually to accompany Brother Mao for the rest of my life." After Ling'er said this, she was shy, lowered her head, and only peeked at Mao Geng from time to time.

Mao Geng suddenly felt that he had fallen into someone's trap, and it turned out that he was being played! So he smiled bitterly:

"Do you think I'll be happy in this cage-like cottage? I said I could help you, but now I have to help, and I have to help if I don't. However, your father is just going to use you to tie me up, so why bother! ”

Ling'er pouted, and she was coquettish, and said:

"I have no good news for you! How can I tie you down! I'll go down the mountain with you tomorrow. ”

"Really? Is your daddy willing? ”

Ling'er smiled and asked:

"Do you know who my father is?"

"Isn't it Lord Qutong?"

"Do you mean Qu Laisan? Sue you, when I was drinking with you last night, Qu Laisan accidentally fell into the water and died on the way back to Xinhua in Shaozhou. It's a good thing that he's dead, but the people here don't know it yet, and it won't be until three days later. Now this is my father's house, my father, is the original right leader Qu Yaolong. Pan Wengu is now willing to listen to my father, although his surname is fierce, he also understands that rebellion is looking for death. He Qu Laisan wanted all the people in Qu Jiatong to accompany him to death, most of them were actually afraid, few really wanted to rebel, and they couldn't even waver when they heard the drums, so it can be imagined. However, in the past, Qu Jiatong relied on tea merchants to make a living, and sooner or later he would violate the taboo of the government, so no one openly contradicted Qu Laisan. But today is different from the past, after Mr. Mao came here, he burned bricks and built houses, so he didn't need to do the tea merchant's business again. Therefore, the death of Qu Laisan can also be regarded as a blessing for hundreds of families in Qu Jiatong. From now on, everyone can have a peaceful birthday. ”

When Ling'er said this, her voice couldn't be lower, and after listening to Ling'er's words, Cheng Dù, who was surprised in Mao Geng's heart, couldn't be more surprised, thinking to himself, this Qu Laisan's death was "overboard". But in this way, Qu Jiatong no longer has to do that rebellious thing with this dead ghost, but can embark on the road to becoming rich. However, this change came too quickly and a little strangely, and then I thought about it, the people of the Yao family are not like the Han people who have to weigh everything repeatedly, and if they think clearly, they will do their mother's job, which is also in line with the principle of efficiency priority in later generations.

"But ---", Mao Geng is still a little unhappy about taking advantage of people's danger to do this happy event, although being with Ling'er is already an unexpected joy in misfortune.

This time the bell stopped drying, and took out the deadly killer weapon of coquettishness:

"Oops! Don't people still want to accompany Brother Mao for the rest of their lives! Daddy and Uncle Xiang mean the same thing, you are a big man, yesterday you said you wanted to help me, but today you are 'but', 'but' what! So stingy! People aren't coming! ”

Mao Geng was defeated, alas! couldn't fight other people's supreme cuteness and coquettishness, so he had to surrender.

However, Mao Geng still has a lot of questions, and I am afraid that I can't understand them for a while.