Chen Daya only didn't see her, no matter why her sister-in-law stared at her, she didn't plan to take the initiative to speak.

Feng Juhua consciously said the wrong thing, and looked at Chen Daya, only to see that she lowered her head and didn't notice her side at all; I was sorry in my heart, and my mouth was quick for a while, which brought trouble to the third room.

The three concubines in the big kitchen had different thoughts, Cheng Mingyue was full of resentment, and she only pouted disdainfully at Feng Juhua's words.

They are all girls who grew up in the village, who doesn't know who, and everyone is beautiful, laughing to death.

Mingyi, who returned to the room, had nothing to do, turned out the pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, and thought about the surprise promised to Zhou Ting.

So far, what Zhou Ting needs is no longer medicinal materials, he is in good health, and it is inappropriate to continue to send medicinal materials; Sending things must be delivered to the heart, otherwise, what is the difference between sending and not sending?

The northwest is the barrier to enter the Daxi Dynasty, and Zhou Ting holds the Northwest Army, and what is most lacking now is a war exploit.

Although the Northwest Army was succeeded by the descendants of the Zhou Palace, the commander did not rely on the prestige of his ancestors, but needed his own prestige.

What Zhou Ting urgently needs is prestige.

If you want to build prestige, you need a battle of superiority; Let the Northwest Army see the ability of the new commander-in-chief, and the military heart can be gathered on Zhou Ting.

Thinking about it, only useful things on the battlefield can help Zhou Ting.

"Weapons!"

Mingyi smiled with his eyes and drew a detailed picture of the repeater on the paper; According to the weapons seen in ancient times before, the ancient repeater was up to ten rounds, and she used what she saw in the interstellar world to make large-scale improvements, and finally finalized it to be able to hold twenty-five arrows.

Each arrow is eight centimeters long, and the arrowhead must be made of a small amount of elite iron, and the body of the arrow must be made of special soft and tough wood; If conditions permitted, she would prefer to make the same iron arrows.

However, she understands too well that iron in ancient times was a controlled item; Even Zhou Ting couldn't use iron ore as he wanted, otherwise why use the weapons issued by the imperial court?

The imperial court controlled iron, silver, gold, and salt, and neither the high-ranking officials nor the family dared to make big moves on the surface.

A repeating crossbow with twenty-five arrows, she has improved the recoil, adding a special spring with super elastic power to meet the distance of about 300 meters; Greatly increases weapon usage, increases soldiers' chances of surviving, and kills.

As soon as the crossbow drawings came out, she repeated the crossbow drawings to make sure they were accurate before folding them and putting them in a small box.

She originally wanted to make alcohol, but her character in this world didn't know how to heal, and she had no way to learn; If she doesn't know about the military doctor in the barracks, she can't do it rashly, otherwise her personality will collapse!

In the days when I was playing in Fucheng, I followed Zhou Ting to the military camp once, saw the cold weapons inside, and touched it with Zhou Ting's light; I even met a lot of people in the military camp around Zhou Ting, and those were all generals.

It's just that she was cautious and didn't say a word, and those people saw her as honest and dutiful, and they turned a blind eye to her as a girl going to the barracks.

After pondering and pondering, I found that only the repeater could take out his hand.

Mingyi sat down at the table, lying on the table and sighing, her identity limited her play.

"Master, what's wrong with you?" Mama Zhao walked into her room after cleaning and asked with concern, "But you're not feeling well?" ”

Mingyi waved his hand weakly, "It's okay, people are lazy, they don't want to move." ”

If you can't find something to do, your heart will be a little worse, and it's normal that you don't want to move.

"Your face is wrong, the slave maid will go and ask a doctor for you to take a look." Mama Zhao was still not at ease, her expression showed urgency, and she was about to go out after speaking.

Mingyi hurriedly grabbed the person and sat up straight, "Mama Zhao, I'm really fine." ”

"Really?" The face seems to be a little better, and there is energy, so is it okay?

"Yes, yes, yes, what you should be busy with."

As she spoke, she went back to the table.

When Mama Zhao saw this, she believed it, "Then you rest, the slave and maid go to the kitchen to help cook, and you call the slave and maid if there is something." ”

"Hmm." With a soft hum, he moved his head, and the idea that couldn't help Zhou Ting was depressed.

Zhao Mama turned back step by step, Mingyi wrote and painted, in the era of cold weapons, catapults can also play a vital role in the war; Indispensable when besieging a city, even in large-scale battles.

In addition, the chariot must also be there, and the spear can also be improved, and the direction of the improvement of the spear is towards the triangular thorn.

In the era of cold weapons, if the spear could not hurt the vital point, it could not kill the dead; The weapons of this era are not hard enough, but unfortunately, she can't make steel.

Draw three pictures in a row, rewind them one by one after drawing, and do fine accounting one by one, and stop when there is no problem with the data.

The three drawings were also placed in the box, and then received the space; This time she was completely idle, and she called Mama Rong, who was gluing flowers and plants outside, to come in.

"Mama Rong, I don't know what I can learn now?"

Mama Rong looked at her for a moment and asked, "Master, you are literate and can write, and you don't need slaves to teach you in this regard; The direction of your study is to become a real lady, first of all, you have to learn three from the four virtues, governance, language. ”

"Forget about three from four virtues, as long as I have no problem with morality, dignified and polite in and out, polite and cautious in speech, it's no problem, right?"

Rong Mama didn't know what it was like, as soon as she heard her master's words, she knew that she was very disdainful of the three obedience and four virtues; However, in the Daxi Dynasty, three obedience and four virtues are indispensable, and when she thought about it, she remembered the prince again.

The special nature of the prince to the master is destined to make her not ordinary.

In this case, it is indeed inappropriate to use the standard three obedience and four virtues to demand the master.

"What you said is right, gentle character, dignified and polite, polite and cautious in speech, and good governance." Anyway, there is the prince of the world to bear it, the master is smart enough, and with them watching by his side in the future, the master's life will definitely not be bad.

She and Sister Zhao have this self-confidence.

"So what should I learn?" Mingyi asked again.

"The old man gave you the field, why don't you start by taking care of the field? In the standard of the family wife, family management is also one; You are still young, start with the existing land, and after accumulating funds, you can continue to buy and sell the property, and then expand the property. ”

Mama Rong calculated what she had in her hand at the moment, and the Cheng family was a barely well-off family; It is already a very good family to be willing to prepare twenty acres of land for her in advance, and how much ability to do great things, step by step.

Mingyi nodded, "In this case, you and Mama Zhao are free to help me find some flowers and seeds, not common flowers and plants; The silver is in the bottom cabinet of my closet, and I need you to get it, and when the weather is warm, I want to grow something new. ”

"Whoa."

"Mama Rong, I take out one acre of land to plant flowers, what should I plant the remaining nineteen acres?" She wanted to see if Mama Rong had any ideas in the field.