Away from the turbulent capital of Kyoto, to spend a few days in this peaceful and secluded mountain village is what Chu Yunsheng has long wanted to do.

Compared with the lively and prosperous, he prefers the sky is high and the water is far away, simple and natural. In the past few worlds and Professor Yin went on a trip, both of them would choose some strange peaks, Lishui, and desert. There are too many troubles in this world, and it is impossible to walk too far, but it is still possible to see the smoke curling from the kitchen in a small village and the snow in the Cangshan Mountains.

Chu Yunsheng has never been idle for a moment since he came to this world. Intrigue, plot and plan, not to mention that he is just a man, he is a god, ‌‌tired‌.

Fortunately, his efforts were not in vain.

The change of the New Year's Eve banquet finally brought his entire plan through the winter to a perfect end temporarily. The Great Zhou peace talks, the world retreats temporarily, and the gate is silent. The protagonist Bei Hanfeng killed himself without much effort.

When he stepped out of the palace in the middle of the night last night, stepping out of the heavy snow, half of the stone in his heart had been lifted.

To eradicate the world and to pull the Great Jin Dynasty out of the silt, it is still not possible to talk about. But at least, Chu Yunsheng wanted to do something and get some time to catch his breath.

When the haze dissipates, the mood becomes much more open.

Even though the little emperor misunderstood him again and didn't want to move the small bench to sit next to him, Chu Yunsheng didn't get angry, he just lit up the fire in the stove, and let the fiery light overwhelm Lu Fenglou. The fair-skinned handsome face became even redder, and tiny beads of sweat ooze out from the tip of his nose.

Then he asked solemnly: "Your Majesty is hot?"

"It's okay." Lu Fenglou was a little disappointed, and didn't want to talk too much with Chu Yunsheng, so he unbuttoned the outer layer of padded clothes and took off like Chu Yunsheng, but before he raised his hand, he was caught Press and hold ‌.

"It's cold in the hall."

If you bully someone a little bit, even if it's not enough, Chu Yunsheng shook Lu Fenglou's warmed hand, put down the fire in the stove, and assigned him a job, "Go and exchange some. Wash the bacon with water, and make bacon rice later."

Since he was here to recall the bitterness, Lu Fenglou didn't want to act like an emperor. He mixed it with warm water and chose two pieces of bacon to wash.

But his body is really bloated, plus he is clumsy in washing, and his sleeves are all wet after the bacon is washed. Just as the hot kang was ready to burn, Chu Yunsheng told Lu Fenglou to shrink onto the kang to change clothes and wait for food.

"Di Yan can cook?" Lu Fenglou asked seemingly casually in front of the house.

Chu Yunsheng washed his hands and picked up the kitchen knife: "I'll do it, you wash the dishes. Di Yan lived in the village chief for the past two days."

Lu Fenglou's footsteps on the threshold of the back room suddenly froze, but he quickly regained his composure. He stepped out, and his figure was covered by a thick cotton curtain.

Chu Yunsheng didn't care about Lu Fenglou's reaction.

In the last world, he was in the countryside, and it's not that he didn't cook. Bacon rice is simple, just adjust the flavor a little, cook a few more corns, roast two sweet potatoes, and put a bowl of hot sauerkraut soup. It is rich in farming. Afraid that Lu Fenglou would be greasy, Chu Yunsheng cut up some pickled vegetables, filling up a small kang table.

The kang had already been burnt and it was extremely warm. Lu Fenglou took off his cumbersome coat and only wore a padded jacket. He leaned lazily on the head of the kang surrounded by a quilt. The noble and expensive, she is like a lazy daughter-in-law in the village.

Chu Yunsheng took off his boots and sat on the kang, and his daughter-in-law smiled slowly: "My teacher taught me, a gentleman cooks from afar, but he doesn't want to be able to burn wood for cooking."

"It's medicine again, and it's military training—"

The warm breath was near, Lu Fenglou leaned forward and leaned forward, his eyelids covered the deep light: "I'm still washing my hands and making soup, there are a lot of things that the teacher doesn't know about."

The temptation in this statement is undisguised.

Last night, tore the little emperor's hypocritical skin, and the exposed thorns suddenly became more and more numerous.

"As long as your majesty likes it." Chu Yun replied calmly, peeled off a piece of roasted sweet potato and put it in the bowl of Lu Fenglou, "Try it."

Lu Fenglou looked down at Chu Yunsheng's actions, broke off a small piece of sweet potato, put it in his mouth, and said with a smile, "I really like it."

Not wanting to play with the little emperor while relaxing on vacation, Chu Yunsheng simply blocked Lu Fenglou's mouth with food. After the sweet potato is eaten, the soup is eaten, the bacon is eaten after the soup, and the corn is eaten after the bacon.

While Lu Fenglou was picking up and eating, Chu Yunsheng explained the two crops, sweet potato and corn, to Lu Fenglou, but did not mention the plan to promote these two crops.

Lu Fenglou naturally understood what he meant.

One year later, Chu Yunsheng was willing to take these two crops to him. Is it a teasing of idle things, not caring about raising tigers, or wanting to force him to reveal more hidden things, so that it will be wiped out in the future, it is not important for the time being.

Things that benefit the people, and gain prestige and recruit people, naturally have to pay a corresponding price.

Lu Fenglou urinated and knew that there was no luck and grace from the sky.

Looking at the corn cobs on the table in a trance, Lu Fenglou thought about his future plans, and was a little sleepy under the quilt.

But before he could recover some sleepiness, Chu Yunsheng put down his chopsticks: "After eating, Your Majesty cleans up the table and washes the dishes."

As soon as the words fell, Chu Yunsheng saw Lu Fenglou's half-closed eyes open, unable to get rid of those romantic and bizarre meanings, and looked at him in a bit of astonishment.

But in the blink of an eye, Lu Fenglou came to his senses.

He didn't resist, he wrapped his coat, put away the kang table, and left the house.

Chu Yunsheng sat in the kang and pulled out a bedside table, which contained some folk stories, which he had privately printed a few days ago. It is not a story of a romantic genius or a bewitching spirit, but some folk vernacular about farming.

He flipped through the pages for a moment, and Lu Fenglou finished washing the dishes and came back.

The hot water boiled before the meal was cold, and Lu Fenglou didn't ask Chu Yunsheng to go out to add firewood, so he washed the bowl with cold water, and his hands were frozen red.

"come over."

For the first time, felt that Professor Yin was a little stupid in this world, Chu Yun sighed, pulled the person over, and stuffed the pair of ice-cold, snow-like hands into his arms.

Wrapping the quilt, Chu Yunsheng leaned against the wall, even though he could feel the coolness on Lu Fenglou's hand through a layer of padded clothes.

He wrapped Lu Fenglou's hands with both hands and pressed them between his chest and abdomen to warm them slowly: "Your Majesty, many farmers do not have hot water because they are reluctant to burn wood."

Lu Fenglou looked at the hands that were covered, and put his lower back on Chu Yunsheng's lap: "Teacher knows a lot about the lives of these people."

Chu Yunsheng raised his eyes: "Does your Majesty want to know more?"

Lu Fenglou raised his brows slightly and smiled slowly: "It depends on whether the teacher wants to teach or not."

"Bang bang bang!"

A series of firecrackers suddenly sounded outside the two layers of sallow paper, followed by the sound of children chasing and making noise, accompanied by the sound of crackling firecrackers.

Neither of them spoke again.

Chu Yunsheng warmed Lu Fenglou's hands while flipping through the scriptures, his ears filled with the sound of distant firecrackers. Turn around, the sky is dark.

The sky was getting dark in the mountains, and Chu Yunsheng didn't turn on the lights, so he made a clean bed under the half-dark light from the window, and went out to put a fire in the stove.

When he was in the back room again, Lu Fenglou was already lying down in thin clothes, with two layers of thick quilt on his body, like a hill.

It's cold in the farmyard, and there's plenty to do, so don't rest early.

Chu Yunsheng took a shower and lay down. The kang was hot, and his back was roasted. He couldn't tell how relaxed he was. This is something that the bustling and depressing Kyoto never had.

The firecrackers set off outside at night are in full swing and the noise is fierce.

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Not far from the village, there are several farms with large families. Compared with the boring gun battles in the village, the sounds of the farms far or near are more varied.

Dim light sinks in the four fields.

Chu Yunsheng enjoyed this difficult comfort, and suddenly felt a cool breeze leaking from the edge of the quilt.

He opened his eyes and felt a cold and smooth touch on his calf. Lying on his side, Chu Yunsheng couldn't see Lu Fenglou's appearance half a foot away, but the outstretched foot hugged him fearfully, absorbing warmth.

As soon as this foot is warm, it retracts again and switches to the other foot.

Then Lu Fenglou seemed to be asleep, with his foot left in Chu Yunsheng's quilt.

The original cold, stiff and cold were ironed back to warm and delicate, and they rubbed against Chu Yunsheng's legs intentionally. Occasionally, as if in a dream, he curled his toes and stepped on Chu Yunsheng's instep softly.

Like the tail of a vixen who burrows into a scholar's quilt in the middle of the night.

Soft and slippery hooking the heart.

Chu Yunsheng was harassed by this little tail for two whole nights.

When he left on the next day, the owner of the tail was still shameless, pressing his two slender eyelashes and laughing softly: "I don't sleep well, does it disturb the teacher?"

I don't know if it was Chu Yunsheng's delusion, but after New Year's Eve, Lu Fenglou seduced him and gave birth to a touch of natural intimacy, which was a natural and pure temptation, which made the two of them free from tension. In addition to targeting and testing, a layer of looming fog is added, which makes people a little unclear.

 seems more interesting.

Old Chu pondered, and cruelly and affectionately threw people back to the barracks.

The situation between the government and the opposition was temporarily cleared up this winter, and Chu Yunsheng finally got out of the whirlpool of machinations, and is picking up his old business and engaging in scientific research—to tell the truth , if it wasn't for Di Yan's announcement of the latest exhibition of the Firearms Camp, Dr. Chu, who is addicted to the struggle for power, would have forgotten about it.

Except for the firearms camp in those few days, it made the little emperor suspicious, and he went there a few times on purpose. Later, Chu Yunsheng didn't pay much attention to it.

The reason is that the blueprints of guns and shells and the modification of guns and powders have already been put down, and the rest is a matter of craftsmen and money. achievement. No matter how much he pays attention, he can make guns and cannons by himself. Don't eat big households, get rid of corruption and make more money.

The news reported by Di Yan was not about making guns, but about making new steel and cement.

"This new steel is sharper and more flexible, and is much lighter. The same amount of ore can produce more steel, and there are those black clods that you mentioned, my lord. Steel..." The battalion commander of the firearms battalion brought Chu Yunsheng and Di Yan over with a few craftsmen, full of uncontrollable excitement.

The firearms battalion was extremely strictly guarded, even Chu Yunsheng had to verify his identity when he came, and he would only be released after passing at least one checkpoint and passing the password.

Most of the sergeants and craftsmen selected here are not near the capital, and many of them are not tired. Once the firearms camp is established, they will hardly go out again, so as to maintain the greatest degree of secrecy.

Due to the limitations of the times, Chu Yunsheng couldn't come up with something that was too good to start with. He just used the coking technology for the time being and changed the steelmaking method.  Today's steel technology in Dajin is still in the relatively early period of steelmaking, and there is a lot of room for further development.

After the artisans of the firearms battalion forged new steel, they made new armor and new swords overnight.

The snow on the school field was swept away, and the battalion commander asked the wooden man to put on armor and let the archers shoot arrows.

The wind in the valley was icy and cold, and there were many craftsmen around the school grounds, all with enthusiasm.

This is something they grind without sleep, and they don't even care about eating dumplings during the New Year's Day. They claim to be able to withstand sharp arrows from a hundred paces away. Today, they are finally going to test it in front of the Prince Regent. It is a lie to say that they are not nervous and excited. of. And many people in the firearms camp know that, no matter what the outside world says, the regent is betraying the country and betrayed by the enemy. Hit back.

Right now, it's the first step in not straightening up this waist.

"Your Highness, everything is ready."

Di Yan was on the sidelines.

Although most of the affairs of the palace were undertaken by him, he still did not dare to believe the news of Xingang and Cement. How can there be armor that can block a hundred-step arrow? Unless it is heavy, the heavy armor that ordinary sergeants can't lift their legs! Light, thin and tough, how could there be such a thing.

There is also a cement wall that can't even chop with a knife and axe, and can't break a giant siege tree.

Di Yan suppressed the doubts in his eyes.

Chu Yunsheng raised his hand, and the archers in the school field began to bend their bows and shoot arrows.

A swooshing sound of an arrow pierced the air, and the arrow flew out like a shooting star, hitting the wooden man accurately.

The armor on the wooden man vibrated for a while, and the arrow fell, but did not shoot through.

A soldier quickly took off his armor and sent it over. He saw that there was only a shallow trace left on the armor, and not even the pothole was shot.

"This……"

Di Yan's normally calm expression cracked, staring blankly at the white marks on the armor. Even if it can't shoot through, it shouldn't even have a pothole.

But before he could say anything, Chu Yunsheng said again: "Wear it back, and take another ten steps."

The soldier quickly put the armor back on the wooden man, the archer moved closer, and shot again—the armor was still intact, but there was an extra white mark.

"Ten steps closer."

"continue."

"Nearly ten steps..."

The drawn bow and arrow were getting closer and closer to the wooden man standing alone, almost rushing to his face. At first, the armor had white marks that looked like scabs, but it was gradually dented. But that was enough distance to penetrate the armor of all the sergeants of today's Great Jin, and that thin armor was still not penetrated.

At forty paces, the arrow finally passed through the armor and nailed it to the wooden man.

"My lord, forty steps... it turned out to be forty steps!"

Di Yan couldn't believe his eyes at all. But the armor has already been unloaded and brought to the front, which is the right thing to do.

This result was somewhat unexpected by Chu Yunsheng.

He looked at the bumpy armor and said, "New steel is made."

The campus was quiet.

The next moment, the artisan sergeant in the arena was like boiling water, completely boiling.

Di Yan was even more excited, trembling all over, and pressed his voice: "Wang, Wang Ye, if all the frontier troops are equipped with this kind of armor, then Da Zhou is not afraid at all!"

He looked at the firearms battalion commander sharply again, "Hao battalion commander, how much armor can be made in a day, and when will it be released..."

"No, no money."

Commander Hao said firmly: "My lord, don't come to the firearms camp in the near future, go and make more money."

Di Yan: "..."

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