Ye Zhao was extremely efficient, and she checked back the information she needed in the evening!

"Ha, Yun, you would never have thought of why Wang Daofu was kicked out of the Wang family, a bloody drama at the beginning of the year."

When Ye Zhao walked into the small courtyard where Su Yun was in a hurry, Su Yun was holding a charcoal pen in the pavilion to draw.

A bamboo mat was laid out in the pavilion, and a small couch was placed on it, Su Yun occupied one side, Jia Ming occupied the other side, before Ye Zhao came in, the two mothers and sons were concentrating on their own things, and the scene was quiet and warm.

Then, it was destroyed by Ye Zhao unexpectedly.

Su Yun raised his head and glanced helplessly at Ye Zhao, who walked straight over, the little guy was very happy to see his cousin, and excitedly held up the big characters that he had written halfway, and said, "Auntie cousin, look, Ming'er is practicing calligraphy!" ”

Ye Zhao had a bunch of things in his heart, and originally wanted to perfunctory things about his family, but he didn't expect his eyes to glance at the paper he held up, and he was stunned, only to see that the words on it were upright, although they still lacked a little strength, they were already beginning to show their muscles!

"Is this really what you wrote?" Ye Zhao exclaimed, "Not bad, yes, worthy of being Jun Wei's son." ”

The little guy suddenly pursed his lips and smiled a little shyly, and said crisply: "Ming'er has practice calligraphy every day, Mr. Bai said that you can see that person's character from the words written by a person, can your cousin and aunt see Ming'er's character?" ”

After speaking, he looked at Ye Zhao expectantly.

Ye Zhao didn't understand this, she would only look at whether these words were written well or not, and suddenly said sloppily: "Of course my cousin and aunt can see it, but it is unfair to judge a person's character only from the words, and it must be judged in combination with that person's usual behavior." My cousin is very familiar with Jiaming, but the one who is most familiar with Jiaming is not my cousin. ”

As he spoke, he glanced at Su Yun, who immediately turned his head to look at the scenery outside.

Don't ask her, she doesn't write as well as her son.

It's also very embarrassing.

Ye Zhao suddenly gave her an understanding look, thinking that they were used to holding pencils and pens, how could they be compared to the ancients who regarded calligraphy as a necessary skill for self-cultivation since childhood, so the words that opened their mouths again became, "Jiaming, you might as well ask your father this question, your father knows Jiaming so well, he will definitely be able to see Jiaming's character from the words of Jiaming." ”

The little guy didn't know that he had been fooled, and his little face suddenly emitted a dazzling light, and he only felt that what his cousin said made sense! With an excited "oh", he lowered his head and continued to write happily, thinking that as soon as his father came back tonight, he would show him his own handwriting, so that he could judge his character.

It's just that my father has come back so late these nights, and he must endure it tonight and can't go to bed too early.

He hadn't talked to his father well all these days, and he missed him.

Ye Zhao came to Su Yun's side and said in a low voice: "The little guy can really sit still, a child of his age is very skinny, which is also very worry-free." ”

Su Yun looked at the little guy who was writing stroke by stroke, but there was something wrong in his heart.

Jiaming is actually very skinny, but he doesn't have any friends to play with him here, he either follows her or follows Ning Xiu every day, but this temperament is grinded out by life.

Children of this age still have to have their own friends of the same age.

However, it may be better to go to Liangcheng in this situation, where there are many family members of the army, and there should be a lot of children.

Suddenly, Ye Zhao exclaimed in surprise and pulled back her thoughts, "Oh my God, Yun, you can even draw these?" ”

Ye Zhao held up her drawings with a look of surprise and sighed.

I saw that a thick iron pipe was drawn on it, the front was divided into three sections, and the back section was slightly open in the shape of a trumpet.

The section connecting the front and back bulges slightly, like a small lantern.

The above marks the name of the chamber, the chamber and the tail of the chamber for each part, as well as the role of each part in detail.

It's like a complete concept art of a metal tubular weapon!

Su Yun took the drawings back and said with a smile: "I just drew some conceptual things, but I don't understand the specific size and production method, I have to find the right talent who is good at casting, plus Chu Jia Saburo, to know if it can be made."

However, I painted it according to the fire gun of the Yuan Dynasty, and since it can be made in the Yuan Dynasty, it should not be difficult here. ”

Although Su Yun had mentioned this idea to her before, Ye Zhao only had a sense of reality at this time, as long as she thought about it a little bit, what kind of attention would it receive if such a firearm was really developed, she couldn't help but sigh, "Yun, you will be scared of this world." ”

Before that, the first to be frightened should be Jun Wei and Li Xian.

How many whimsical ideas are hidden in her slender body? She, who was from the same place as her, was a little embarrassed.

Sure enough, studying hard and making progress every day is the king! Ye Zhao seemed to feel the merciless ridicule of the school bully to the scumbag.

Su Yun raised the corners of his mouth amusedly, and said, "Let's talk about it if it can be successfully developed!" I'm not going to promise anything until I'm 100% sure. Say, what did you find? Now it's only right to see which one is available and which one isn't. ”

Ye Zhao came back to his senses, thinking of the information he had found, and couldn't help but chuckle, "Okay, let's get down to business, this story is quite ridiculous, a story of a prodigal son who doesn't change his money, but ...... The prodigal son who turned back, do you dare to ask for it? ”

Su Yun raised his eyebrows slightly, Ye Zhao glanced at her, and said with a slight smile on the corner of his mouth, "Wang Daofu's father is Wang Sanlang, his identity is terrible, he is Wang Xiang's own brother, but when he was young, this Wang Sanlang was romantic, like a beautiful concubine married room after room.

Wang Daofu's mother is Wang Sanlang's sixteenth concubine, who is very loved by Wang Sanlang because of her gentle temperament and beautiful appearance, and she has also lived a beautiful life.

It's just that later, Wang Sanlang married Mrs. Zhengtou, but he didn't expect to miraculously find his true love, since then Wang Sanlang, who has been mixed up in the thousands of flowers, has completely accepted his heart, and only has his own wife in his eyes, and other warblers and Yanyan can no longer enter his eyes, including his more than 20 beautiful concubines, the world has praised Wang Sanlang's prodigal son for not changing his money, and he is a rare good son. ”

Su Yun listened, and already guessed the next development of the story, "He has gone ashore, but the women and children he used to have already lost." ”

Ye Zhao chuckled, "Wang Daofu grew up in an environment that was completely ignored, and in order to show his determination, Wang Sanlang didn't care about his concubines and those concubines and concubines anymore, and left them to fend for themselves.

Sixteen years ago, it was the day of the death of Wang Daofu's mother, and it is said that on the day of his mother's death, Wang Daofu completely lost his mind, rushed into Wang Sanlang's courtyard, and pushed down his pregnant wife, and the child was gone.

Wang Saburo was furious and wanted to beat him to death on the spot, but was stopped by the rest of the Wang family, and finally executed Wang Saburo and drove him out of the house. ”

Su Yun is funny, everyone spoils concubines and destroys wives, but this Wang Sanlang spoils his wife and destroys his concubines, but he has become a moral model.