Chapter 10: Patchwork

Li Shuangyu has never been more nervous than now.

There are two rows of wooden chairs in the not very spacious courtyard room, and there are several middle-aged civil officials and fierce military attachΓ©s sitting on the left and right.

The burly and rough black man who does not look like a humanoid creature is estimated to be Chi Jingde, the Duke of Hubei, and the mighty and strong man sitting next to him is estimated to be Cheng Zhijie, the Duke of Lu Guo, and the one who closes his eyes and meditates as if he is an old man is Li Jing and Li Yaoshi, the number one thug of the Tang Empire, and the two civil officials who are at the right intersection should be the two prime ministers of Fang Du, and the one who is holding a pot of fried tea and tasting tea, pretending to be forced to breathe all the time should be Li Dong's eldest brother, Sun Wuji, the prince of Qi State.

The small courtyard was so crowded with the heads and brains of the Tang Empire that his uncle could only laugh and pretend to be clay puppets in front of these bigwigs.

Li Dong lifted the curtain rather casually and walked in, waved his hand to stop the courtiers from getting up, and sat down in the first seat.

"You're Li Qing's nephew, right?"

Li Shuangyu only felt that the gum between his teeth was smeared, and he said, "Yes." ”

Li Dong smiled, "Don't be restrained, this is not a court, everyone here is also your elders, just take it as a chat." ”

Li Shuangyu squeezed out a smile as much as he could, and replied, "Eh." ”

"Hmm.... Have you ever studied?"

"I read the Book of Shang. ”

Li Dong took a sip of tea and said indifferently: "I came to Chang'an to prepare to enter the national prison, and I want to take the imperial examination in the future?"

Li Shuangyu pretended to glance at his uncle casually, lowered his head and replied, "Try your best." ”

"As much as possible?" Li Dong raised his eyebrows, glanced at the ministers, and asked, "How do you try to say this?"

"The world's talents are like carp crossing the river, and the imperial examination is more important than thousands of troops crossing a canoe," Li Shuangyu said worriedly: "I need to be tempered for several years, but if I try my best and still fail, then I don't have to be discouraged and decadent." Instead of being in the same league with the poor and sour cuos in Kang Pingfang who can only chant poems, it is better to devote himself to defending the country by fighting horses, or to travel all over the world to be a rich man, which is the way out. ”

Speaking of this, Li Shuangyu boldly raised his head and said, "Living people, you can't let the urine suffocate to death." ”

Puff, Wei Chi* squirted tea, Shi Shiran wiped it, stared at the round eyes like copper bells and said, "The words are not rough, who taught you this?"

Li Shuangyu said with a tense face: "Brother Haonan." ”

"Who?"

"Luzhou knights, specializing in killing bandits in exchange for remuneration. Once held a cold iron pig killing knife from the West Fourth Street of Luzhou City all the way to the east archway of the city, the knife fell and the knife fell, and the knife fell and fell, and the green-skinned scoundrels who molested women on the street were all sent to the hospital with broken hands and feet. ”

"Hey, the master is out of the people. Wei Chi* nodded and praised: "I didn't expect Luzhou City to also have the ancient style of Renxia in the Han Dynasty. ”

The eldest grandson Wuji snorted, and said in a non-yin and non-yang manner: "Chivalry is forbidden by martial arts, now it's just cutting people on the street, and in a few years, I'm afraid I won't even dare to ignore the laws of the Tang Dynasty." ”

"Hehe, the laws of the Tang Dynasty are not in your eyes, but in your heart," Yu Chi Han said with a smile: "I see that the salt and iron shop under the name of the eldest grandson is so prosperous, isn't it also like a child in the east of the city who blindfolded his eyes with a red cloth, played the trick of peeing and mud, and turned a blind eye to the law of the Tang Dynasty?"

The ministers looked at their noses and mouths, and they all played the game of wooden people.

"Alright, don't interrupt. Li Dong waved his hand, stopped the courtiers' daily tearing, turned to Li Shuangyu and asked, "Tell me about what happened since you stepped out of Luzhou City." ”

Li Shuangyu nodded, and poured beans into the bamboo tube and began to explain one matter after another in detail.

When he finished talking about everything, Li Dong frowned and looked at Pei * next to him, who gave an affirmative look.

"In that case, let's go and call the master of the master's overseer. ”

After a while, two lean old men entered the courtyard with wooden boxes, and when they opened the boxes, they were full of small parts.

"This thing is the true qi machine given to you by the alien surnamed An, right?"

Li Dong fiddled with those gear clockwork, "It's really delicate and cumbersome, it's ingenious, you can take a look, and there is no impression." ”

Li Shuangyu nodded, stepped forward and glanced at it twice, just about to say that he didn't know anything, but he was surprised that scenes appeared in his eyes.

The shape and size of each part, its location, and even the order in which it was put together are all in great detail.

Inexplicably, an irresistible force forced him to reach out and fumble for the steel parts in the wooden box, piecing them together.

The movement of his fingers became faster and faster, the clockwork as thin as hair, the sharp tooth grooves as wheat, and the flexible rotating universal wheel danced and danced on his delicate fingertips, and the delicate parts continued to take shape.

A group of ministers of Zhenguan had already gathered beside him at some point, forming a large circle, holding their breath to witness Li Shuangyu's almost Dao-like elegance and rapid assembly.

The tenon and tenon structure is seamed, the variety of non-Euclidean decentness is dazzling, and the rhythm, concerto, ticking and ticking tourbillon rotates, imbued with the beauty of textbook mechanical art.

By the time all the parts had been assembled and put together, Li Shuangyu's entire body was completely soaked with sweat, and he threw the real qi engine back into the wooden box, letting it gurgle and spin, while he gasped and fell on the chair, his hands trembling continuously.

"I, I don't know what's going on, my hand moves on its own, it moves. ”

He hoarsely tried to argue, but Li Dong shook his head and motioned for him not to say anything more.

Everyone's eyes were focused on the True Qi Engine, and it was only at this point that Zhenguan and the ministers gradually came to believe that such an exquisite machine could not be built by human beings.

Could it be that it is really a fairy magic weapon?

Li Dong's eyes were as cold as eternal ice, he glanced at Sun Fujia, and said, "Bring a death row prisoner here." ”

"Your Majesty..."

Sun Fujia swallowed his saliva and said worriedly: "It is said that this machine can make ordinary people have the courage of ten thousand people..."

"Heh, I have been fighting horses for many years, and I am afraid that there are thousands of rebels and demon beasts that I have killed, not to mention that I have hundreds of horsemen, halberd guards, and Jingde, **, such a fierce general, just a death row prisoner can turn the sky upside down. ”

Li Dong patted the armrest of the chair and stood up, and said coldly: "Let's go, go to the martial arts arena." ”