After the spring ploughing began, the days warmed up day by day, and the family's control of Jinyan was no longer so strict.

As long as the wind is good, Jin Yan can go out, provided that she brings all the people who protect her.

Parents and brothers have their own things to do, Xiao Jin'an, Qin Shu and others were packed up and sent to the barracks again, Jin Yan had nothing to do, so he found something for himself.

The construction of the fire kang has already been completed, and the ink masters such as Chen Xu's apprentices and Zhang Yuwen have returned to Beidi City.

The people below reported that the ink man was quarreling all day long, and Zhang Yu thought that Chen Zhide was not worthy of the position, and he should let Xian, Chen Zhi was yin and yang, and asked who was "Xian, is the person who hides in the mountains when the world is in chaos?"

The one who hid in the mountains was none other than the Zhang Remuneration Branch.

Thus, a new round of quarrels began.

When Jin Yan heard this, it didn't work, I came to you to do something, but you quarreled every day, it's just not like words!

She asked Zhang An to find all three ink masters, and then held a small meeting with them.

Everyone is a family, how can they quarrel as soon as they meet?

It's hurtful and angry, isn't it?

Chen Zhi felt that he was wrong, and he was very guilty, "Master Weng, the old man is wrong, the old man shouldn't waste time on such useless things, with this kind of work, the old man would have already made rice paper!" ”

When Zhang Yu heard this, he was so angry that he blew his beard and glared, "Old man Chen, what do you mean?" Are you mocking the old man for having no ability but nothing to do, so he can only pass the time by quarreling? ”

Chen Xu's face was expressionless, "I didn't say that, but if you want to think like this, then I can't help it." ”

To be honest, it's wrong again?

If you can't stand it, get out and go back to the deep mountains and old forests!

Although he didn't say these words, his eyes said everything.

It was unbearable and unbearable, and Zhang Yu couldn't bear it, and soon started a new round of counterattack.

Everyone else watched in silence as the two old men argued.

The two were arguing and arguing, and suddenly realized how an old man was missing.

What about the Department of Literature?

As soon as they turned around, both of them stared at each other.

What's he doing?

Isn't he bad at words, so what is he talking to the little master?

The praying mantis catches the cicada, and the yellow finch is behind?

They immediately stopped arguing, and immediately ran to Jin Yan and listened carefully to the conversation between Jin Yan and the Department of Literature.

Wen Department carefully dragged the object in front of him, his eyes were full of amazement, "Master Weng, this is the waterwheel?" ”

Jin Yan bowed, "This thing I have been idle recently, although it is small, it is just a model, but it can also operate normally." ”

She led everyone to the courtyard, the palace garden was murmuring, she asked Zhang An to install some other auxiliary objects, and then showed them the operating principle of the waterwheel.

Chen Zhi and they are all the leaders of the Mo family, and what they study all day long is to learn from things, and they can understand the rules of operation of things after a little study.

After seeing that the waterwheel was able to use the power of water to continuously send water to high places, Chen Yu and other ink artists showed expressions of "I see".

They didn't need to explain much, they all understood.

Zhang Yu preemptively said: "Master Weng, I have mastered the principle of this thing, so leave this matter to me and my disciples!" ”

The eyes of the Wen Department, who had always been indisputable, widened, and he glanced at Zhang Yu in disbelief, "I learned about this matter first, so naturally it should be done by me and my disciples!" ”

Chen Yu snorted coldly, "Don't fight, this matter can be done by me and my disciples!" ”

The three of them began to quarrel again.

Jin Yan tried to stop it, but the three-way quarrel was too fierce and he didn't pay attention to her at all.

She was so helpless that she had to cover her ears and lie on the table quietly waiting for them to finish arguing.

When Xiao Budo and Zhong Xing came over, what they saw was Jin Yan's frowning and worried look.

Zhong Xing took two quick steps and picked up Jin Yan before Xiao Budo, "Yo, what's wrong with our little Yan'er?" The little eyebrows have become caterpillars. ”

Jin Yan sighed softly.

Zhong Xing was so happy that he pinched her face to play, "Don't worry, my brother will take you to play and ignore this group of ignorant old men." ”

As soon as the words fell, the quarrel in the courtyard came to an abrupt end.

Zhong Xing looked up and saw those ignorant old men staring at him with a fierce look in their eyes.

The atmosphere was a little awkward for a while.

Or Jin Yan said: "You don't have to quarrel, the production of the waterwheel can not be completed overnight, and it can be perfected by one person, and there is a lot of strength in people, and you can collaborate, right?" ”

Chen Yu had no opinion, and immediately agreed.

Anyway, no matter who hands over the waterwheel to make it, they still have paper and printing in one hand, so they don't have to worry about having nothing to do!

Although Zhang Yu and the Department of Literature were a little unwilling, if they continued to quarrel, maybe this good thing would fall on Chen Xu's master and apprentice again, so the two of them agreed to cooperate.

Jin Yan asked Zhang An to give the technical requirements she had written to the three of them, and then asked them to go down to discuss the matter.

The courtyard was calm again, and Zhong Xing was about to complain, but when he turned around, he saw Xiao Budo holding something in his hand.

"Isn't this a model of a waterwheel made by Yan'er?"

Zhong Xing asked, and Jin Yan also looked at the eldest brother.

Xiao Budo nodded, "Yes." ”

Zhong Xing's face was puzzled, "This is a model for the ink artist to use for research, how is it in your hands?" ”

Xiao Budo said without changing his face: "Yan'er wrote such a detailed technical summary, if they can't make a waterwheel, it means that they are in vain." ”

"Whether they are in vain or not, it has nothing to do with the model, my eldest son!" Zhong Xing said helplessly.

The watermill model is small, delicate and cute, who doesn't love it?

But he took it for himself, but only the eldest prince of the palace was alone.

But looking at Xiao Budo's rare trick, he knew that he had no intention of handing over the model at all.

Zhong Xing sighed helplessly.

Jin Yan had no choice but to say: "Don't be angry, cousin, I still have a lot of wood, I can make one for you." ”

"How can this be, it's too troublesome to do, cousin is really ......"

Halfway through his words, he glanced at the waterwheel, gritted his teeth secretly, and spat himself again, and then said a little unconfidently: "Then it's hard Xiao Yan'er!" ”

As soon as the words landed, Xiao Budo's unceremonious ridicule sounded next to him.

……

When the three ink masters began to work together to make the waterwheel, Jin Yan sat in the position at the top of them, and continued to install the small waterwheel with the wood chips they had polished.

Although she didn't polish the wood herself, she assembled it herself, and she made it by herself!

And she never favors one over the other.

The eldest brother and cousin have it, everyone in the family has it, and even the king of Beidi, who is far away in Chang'an, has received a small waterwheel from Jinyan.

One day, when the Son of Heaven went out of the palace and slipped into the Northland Palace, the King of the Northland was sleeping, and when he was wandering around the palace, he found a waterwheel that had been placed high.

"What is this?"

The Son of Heaven didn't know the waterwheel, nor did he know its efficacy, but he only thought that this thing was small and delicate, and it was very interesting.

However, before he could cover the heat, his big hands, which had been covered with calluses, snatched the waterwheel away.

"This thing is made by the minister's little granddaughter, and the minister regards it as a treasure and will not give it away."

"Not even Your Majesty."

Son of Heaven: It's heart-piercing

King of the Northland: Hehe