Shi Jingyun nodded, and did not leave the hospital with Hua Lan, but flew up to the roof, standing in the clear moonlight and looking down at the surrounding movements.

Hua Lan got into the carriage after leaving the courtyard gate.

The carriage left the courtyard, which was so silent that you could hear the sound of a needle falling on the ground, drove on Chang'an Avenue for a while, and made a big turn to the gate of Huafu.

An unfamiliar carriage stopped in front of the Huafu Gate, and the Huada in front of the Mansion immediately noticed it. Before Hua Lan jumped out of the car, he greeted him in astonishment, "Young boy, why are you?" ”

Hua Lan waved her hand at him and asked quietly, "Do you have any silver on you?" ”

"Silver?"

Hua Da subconsciously touched his body, took out two taels of broken silver and handed them to Hua Lan, and wondered: "What's wrong with the master, I don't know if I don't say a word when I go out in the middle of the night, and it's too weird to go out without even bringing the silver." ”

He was puzzled in his heart, and watched in a daze as the master rewarded the coachman with two taels of silver, and the coachman drove the carriage away, so he asked in a low voice: "Where did the young man go, why are you alone?" ”

It is inconvenient to talk to Hua Da about the matter of exploring the Qinggui Gate at night, after all, there is still a stone shocking cloud.

At this time, the sky was already white, and the sky was about to brighten.

Hua Lan walked into the mansion with her steps, and asked Hua Da: "The gardener is still in the mansion, right?" ”

The gardener's son was taken captive by the people of the Qingguimen, and the gardener naturally stayed in Huafu and waited for the master to go to Kunlun Mountain to save the child.

The master asked this, which made Hua Da a little strange, and hurriedly asked: "Young boy, is there news of a dispute?" The gardener is still there. ”

"Hmm!"

Hua Lan nodded, whispered to Hua Da, and said, "You first quietly find someone to watch the florist, and then find someone to inquire about the identity of the florist, the more detailed the better, I am useful." ”

"But?"

Hua Da looked confused, what does the master mean by this? Isn't a florist just a florist, why are you asking so mysteriously? Could it be that he still has another mystery?

The big head of the flower showed the simple simplicity of the gardener's face, and he shook his head again.

Can a person's likes and dislikes be seen from the face?

In the days when he came to Huafu, he also saw that this teenage boy was different from ordinary people. said to Hua Lan: "Young boy, please rest assured, Hua Da will definitely help the son find out clearly about this matter." ”

Hua Lan nodded and returned to the middle courtyard with confidence.

The lights in the west wing of the courtyard are on, and the east window has turned white. Xiaochun silkworm was worried about her master, and she didn't dare to sleep, so she was dozing off on the table.

Hua Lan's steps were very light and did not alarm her, but she looked at the spring silkworm and felt distressed, walked over, helped her up, and wanted to help her to sleep on the bamboo couch.

The spring silkworm hazy eyes, unsteady in heart, felt that the body was floating and stood up, and the body under her feet involuntarily took a few steps forward, and suddenly she was startled. When I opened my eyes, I saw that it was the queen mother who came back without danger, and grabbed her hand in surprise, "Master, you can come back, the slaves and maids are worried about death." “

She looked up and down at Hua Lan's body without any scars, and was so happy that tears were about to fall, "Master, next time you must bring the spring silkworm, what happened to the master, even if the spring silkworm dies a hundred times, it will not be enough to regret it." ”

"Okay."

Hua Lan stabilized the spring silkworm, helped her to lie down on the bamboo couch, sat on the side and said, "Don't worry, there will be no next time." ”

This time she was a night detective of Qingguimen, and she understood the deep meaning of Qingguimen.

Qingguimen didn't embarrass her Hualan, but she just needed her Hualan's help with something.

The facts were on the table, Hua Lan had no worries and worries, and seeing that the east window was gradually shrouded in the morning light, she stretched and fell on the bed.

Hua Lan slept well, until the ghostly big black led the old melon head to look for it.

Hua Lan washed her face, and the spring silkworm put her lunch in the flower hall. She asked Da Hei and Lao Guatou to make a dinner table, and everyone chatted while eating.

In order to come to see Hua Lan, Da Hei specially bought a new outfit for the old melon head.

Lao Guatou is sixty-eight years old this year, full of gray hair. The face is the wind and frost accumulated over the years, and there is a small handful of goatees. Probably rarely wear such clean and gorgeous clothes, sitting at the dinner table looks a little cramped.

"Young boy, I have calculated with the big boss, if the stone bridge is built, it will not be completed quickly in a day or two. The construction of the stone bridge is not only labor-intensive but also costly. The quicksand river is turbulent, and if you are not careful, the stones may be washed away by the river. Why don't you change your mind and build a wooden bridge first? ”

"Wooden bridge?"

Hua Lan is almost ignorant of building bridges and paving roads, and Lao Guatou is an expert in this area, so of course he should listen to his advice: "Uncle, could you please carefully explain the difference between stone bridges and wooden bridges?" ”

"Young boy, there is a big difference between a stone bridge and a wooden bridge."

Seeing that Hua Lan was moved, the old melon head hurriedly explained: "To build a stone bridge, from the start of construction to completion, it will definitely not be completed in three or five years." Wooden bridges are different, driving wooden piles is much simpler, a few iron chains are pulled on both sides to fix, as long as the angle is accurate, it will not take a few months to build the bridge. If Childe is willing to give money and build a bridge of iron and wood, let alone hundreds of years, it will not collapse in thousands of years. ”

"Uncle is saying that he wants to build a bridge of ironwood, is there still ironwood in this wood?"

Hua Lan has some knowledge of herbal medicine, but there is really no gap in wood.

What kind of tree is Ironwood, and is it related to Ironwood?

She had seen a lot of iron trees, but it was very different to build bridges.

The iron tree is a highly ornamental plant with large fan-shaped leaves and thick and low branches. It is a problem to use the processing equipment, and it is far away to build a bridge.

She was suspicious in her heart, and asked the old melon head: "Is this kind of wood you said related to the iron tree?" ”

"Young boy, isn't iron wood just iron plowwood, why doesn't the son recognize it?"

The old melon head cautiously took a bite of the green vegetables on the table, did not dare to swallow it, rolled it in his mouth and chewed it in a small bite, "Iron plough wood is the best material for building a big ship, it is hard, and it is not afraid of blisters." Moreover, the branches of ironwood are thick and long, which is very suitable for the rapid and thrilling water potential of the quicksand river. In addition to the fact that the material is more expensive, it is the best material for building bridges. ”

Hua Lan heard that although the materials of the stone bridge are cheap, the construction period is long and the efficiency is low, and the efficiency of the wooden bridge is fast, that is, the silver of this contractor is not enough.

"So, if you use iron and wood to build a bridge, how many taels of silver will it cost?"

"Young boy, a piece of iron and wood, not counting the round-trip freight, also costs five hundred taels of silver. Although the surface of the quicksand river is not wide, there are thrilling cliffs on both sides, and it is necessary to dig the mountain and clear the bed before building a bridge, and there are a lot of woods for these. If you calculate it, if you don't count it, it will cost 100,000 taels of silver.

This is only a preliminary budget, the young man wants to build a bridge that has stood through wind and rain for hundreds of thousands of years, and there is no material cost of hundreds of thousands of taels, I am afraid it will not work. In addition to the wood, it must be strengthened with iron tools. ”

Seeing that Hua Lan listened carefully, the old melon head didn't see the disgust, so he hurriedly swallowed the food in his mouth, and took the opportunity to say: "The young man is young and promising, and building bridges and paving roads is a great good deed to cultivate merit." That being the case, why not simply build a strong and durable bridge, which can be regarded as fulfilling the young man's intentions, isn't it? ”

But isn't it, what kind of bridge is built in the ghost of the few people who take out the silver in vain, isn't it that the silver burns out the brain, what is it?

Da Hei's brain lacks aura, and Erhei is extremely shrewd, and Kyoto City didn't take a few steps to inquire about it.

The young man of Huafu is as stacked with silver as a hill. What is the number of billions of taels, a number that even the emperor does not dare to think about with his tongue out. The master of Huafu took it out for Chu Baishan without blinking an eye.

Eight billion taels? 100,000 taels?

How can this compare, it can't be! Isn't it necessary to build a bridge, 100,000 taels of silver will not be enough.

As soon as Erhei and Dahei discussed, they found the old melon head and made a total of countermeasures.

The old melon head was very happy when he heard it, this thing is easy to say, and it is easy to do it with silver.

Lao Guatou really wants to show his skills to build a strong and durable bridge, and he understands the situation in the stockade better.

The opportunity must not be lost, and if it is lost, it will not come again, so I will simply have a big fight with the little master of Huafu.