Chapter Ninety-Five: The Road to Rise

So what's there to think about?

Zheng Zhi didn't squeak, but the meaning was very clear.

Gu Yao said seriously: "Before I say it, I must admit something, I am not an ordinary ten-year-old girl. ”

"It just so happens that I'm not an ordinary man." Zheng Zhiru said proudly.

"Don't interrupt, listen to me." After slapping his hand, Gu Yao continued, "I was not afraid of you because I didn't want anything; I was afraid of you just now, because I wanted something. ”

Zheng Zhi frowned and interrupted again: "What do you want?" As long as I have it, I will give it to you, so why be afraid? ”

Gu Yao was almost moved, or rather, still moved. She believed the young man's words at this moment, completely from the heart. Because I understand, I am moved; is also because I understand and know this, which only means that the young man is now, but not permanent.

Clenching his fists, Gu Yao said firmly: "No, whatever I want, I must fight for it myself." ”

The red and swollen eyes, the bright eyes, are naturally weak, but Gu Yao's gaze is so firm. The two forms with great contrasts are presented on a person's face at the same time, and Zheng Zhi thinks it is particularly good-looking.

"Okay, it's up to you." After agreeing, Zheng Zhi didn't give up and asked, "You really don't want things with me?" ”

"Fake. Now, get Mrs. He and Hanxiang back for me. ”

Zheng Zhi thought that those were in the way, but he said: "There are no drenched them, and when the rain stops, it's not too late to wake up." Uh-huh, why don't you ask me what I've been doing for the past six months? ”

"Isn't it special training? When I met Brother Lu, he told me. ”

"Brother Lu? So intimate? Came across it, how did you come across it, and where did you come across it? ”

A series of words were asked, not that Zheng Zhi was stingy, but it was a lesson from the past! This girl called Shen Congjun back then, and she was a big brother Shen. Seeing him like this, Gu Yao laughed out loud and said, "I haven't seen you for a long time, I intercepted it halfway, do you think it's a coincidence?" ”

Zheng Zhi immediately understood what she meant, snorted lightly, and said proudly: "While saying that you are breaking off friendship, you are worried about me on the other hand." ”

Referring to the awkwardness of the last time, Gu Yao asked Zheng Zhi: "That golden girl, is it Xinxin that you mentioned when you were in Fengcheng?" What kind of eyes do you have, can that girl be called a girl? If she's a standard girl's house, I'd rather not be a girl's house. ”

"She wasn't like this when she was a child, and after my eldest sister died, she kept her filial piety for three years, and somehow it became like this."

Wait, Sister Zheng Zhi passed away, Jin Xinxin kept filial piety, isn't that-

"She's your niece?"

"Sort of, she's my eldest sister's eldest daughter."

After the death of her mother-in-law, she can go to her mother's house to live, which is okay, it is completely the rhythm of the heroine. I seem to have read a lot of such books, tsk, it's just that Jin Xinxin's bearing is not very similar. And, looking at his "uncle" with admiration, there is something wrong with his EQ or IQ, and he should be a character who can't survive an episode.

Gu Yao's cranky thoughts, Zheng Zhi spoke again: "Why don't you ask me how the special training is?" ”

This thing has led him for the second time, is there anything to make him proud of in special training? The fox glanced at Zheng Zhi suspiciously, thinking about the children whose father had fooled the past, Gu Yao guessed: "You are the top of the list in your special training?" ”

Zheng Zhi nodded reservedly, took out a dagger inlaid with gold and jade from his boots, and motioned for Gu Yao to borrow it. Gu Yao didn't answer, just took Zheng Zhi's hand, and commented very pertinently: "The light is not good at this time, and the jade on this top can still be so green, which is really good." Is the gold on the handle real gold? Really. I think it would be better to use it with a handle made of cloth. This dagger costs hundreds of taels of silver, right? What a waste. ”

One hundred taels of silver, according to the current purchasing power, at least 100,000 soft girls in the future. Half a year of special training, almost half a semester, the scholarship is as high as 100,000, the Zheng family is really rich.

Seeing that the more she talked, the more outrageous it became, Zheng Zhi decisively put the dagger back, and at the same time spit on it: "This is the head of the Ye family in Lingnan, made of cold iron from the South China Sea." One hundred taels of silver, please don't move the old man at all. ”

These old crafts in China show that there are many skilled craftsmen in China and they have a long face. People who have skills are also admirable, but if they can't be widely spread, it will be difficult to develop. For example, when it comes to reading, the Ming Dynasty is not as good as the later generations, and if it is not taken after the founding of the country, it is the Qing Dynasty, and it can't be compared. However, the Ming Dynasty is better than the Wei and Jin dynasties, but they don't know how much progress has been made. With movable type printing, books had to be produced in batches.

Far away, Gu Yao pointed to the dagger and said seriously: "What's the use?" Can you go over the cracks? ”

"Even my eldest brother doesn't know how to use a firecracker, and I haven't seen it before, so no matter how fast the firecrackle is, what can it do?"

"Huh? You haven't seen it? Aren't you some Han general of Jinyiwei? ”

Zheng Zhi said embarrassedly: "That's a title in the honor guard, but it's not a general." Moreover, I am from the Beijing honor guard, and I just have a name. However, even if I am a person from the Pacification Division, there will be no firecrackers, and it is not surprising that I have never seen firearms. ”

"Well, well, I misremember. It's not Jinyiwei, it's the Shenji Battalion. ”

"Divine Machine Battalion? What is that? ”

Zheng Zhi has never heard of the Shenji Battalion! It's definitely not that he's unheard, I think, it doesn't exist yet? The Shenji Battalion does not exist because, there is no corresponding equipment yet? Here's your chance! Cold weapons, I think about it, well, it's still quite difficult.

Gu Yao didn't care at all about what she said that she shouldn't have said, and was immersed in her own thoughts until Zheng Zhi woke her up.

"Did you just dream or did you see the gods? How can you be so engrossed? ”

Gu Yao let out a long sigh and said, "I want to go to see the immortals, but unfortunately, I can't do it." ”

As far as Gu Yao knew, there were muskets now, but muskets and artillery were gone. Just now, she thought about these weapons, combined with the current conditions, it is said that it is more worth having a musket in her hand, but the manufacturing capacity of the wall of fire is too weak. Gear force, bullets, everything is difficult. In the case of artillery, it is equivalent to an enlarged version of the gun, but the technical difficulties are less......

These are memories, though. In fact, we still have to see how it is. Well, after Meng Xuan arrived, let's see if he can get a fire gun for himself. In terms of weapon research, Gu Yao is still a little confident.

Thinking so, Gu Yao showed a mysterious smile.

At the same time, the rain cleared the day, and the road back to the city was muddy. He Pozi and Han Xiang woke up, protected Gu Yao one left and one right, checked up and down, and confirmed that Gu Yao was unscathed, so they put their minds at ease.

"I've reconciled with Zheng San, don't worry. Well? Zheng San, what's wrong with you? Upset stomach, or where? ”

Seeing Zheng Zhi clutching his chest, Gu Yao immediately asked with concern.

Zheng Zhiqiang endured the stomach pain and insisted: "You are wrong, I am not uncomfortable." Discomfort, not the stomach, but the heart. ”

Gu Yao thought he was a demon, so he was ready to ignore it, but Mrs. He muttered in her ear: "Zheng Sanye ate four steamed buns for breakfast. ”

Oops, pigs! The steamed buns in the other courtyard, they are all handmade, and they eat half of them, right? Is it difficult for Zheng Zhi to endure it? Realizing this, Gu Yao asked Qingshan embarrassedly: "Does your third master eat a lot of breakfast on weekdays?" ”

Qingshan seemed to be Gu Yaofei's little servant, and he didn't answer any questions, and said in great detail: "The Hou Mansion eats its own breakfast, and our lord didn't eat much breakfast in the past." For breakfast today, I used four big steamed buns and a big bowl of porridge. Miss Gu, our lord, should have eaten too much and had a stomachache. ”

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