Duan Mingyu ignored these guys and continued his career in grinding ice. While guiding Wang Aiqing, who learned to make a magnifying glass with him, said, "I saw it, it's not OK. I have to scrape it off. I have to shaved the ice into a shaved shape..."

I was not very satisfied with the current shape. Continue... I finally got it done. I compared the sun. The colder hand reached out to the gathering place and tried it. I didn't feel it at first. Damn it, it was so permed. I almost got chickenpox... I quickly stopped and blew it. Well... At least I could roast the face of Yang Zhaoniang, the little goblin, to the little goblin, and it was a bit cold.

"Wang Aiqing."

"Yes." Wang Aiqing was very excited. But he still laid the paper according to the usual practice and lifted the pen: "Young master, you are all ready."

Not bad. A promising technology assistant. Duan Mingyu nodded and then opened his mouth. "Agent... um..." Forgot how to convert it. Continue: "The winter of the fifth year of the Dragon Age of the Tang Dynasty, Duan Mingyu, the teacher of Tongwenguan in Bianliang, looked at the sky with the help of Duan Mingyu. After a long and unremitting and arduous experiments, a large number of physical research... Don't turn your face. What is your expression? If you look like that, don't look at my master's immortal skills for a while... This is almost the same. Wang Aiqing. I don't need to remember the previous sentence. Where did I say... um... um... I made ice into an oval with both sides. I call it a magnifying glass. Use it to face the sunlight, let the sunlight pass through it and land on combustible objects. Zhao Niang. What to look at. Why don't you find some paper quickly..."

Under Duan Mingyu's command, amid the breathing sounds, worship and fanatical eyes of a group of future backbone elites of the Tang Dynasty, a light smoke rose from above several pieces of straw paper.

Fire...take it out of the water...

"Wow..." In an instant, everyone burst out. The sound shook for a hundred miles and could not describe the scene at this moment. Yang Zhaoniang's face was as if a layer of lime had just been painted with. Her originally watery eyes were as dumb as glass fake eyes. Not to mention, her eyes were full of stars. Duan Siping, as the eldest son of Duan Mingyu, was the least aggressive. Her lips were trembling. She pointed at her father's trembling for a long time before she could hold up two words: "Ghost. Uh..." She covered her heart and thrust on the soft couch in a faint manner. Wang Aiqing's right hand, who was recording with a brush, was trembling. The eyes were so terrifying. Duan Mingyu even saw the saliva flowing from the corner of the mouth of the stinky brat.

The whole door was in chaos. A bunch of Tang Dynasty flower buds were chirping. Some were crying. Some kowtowed to become disciples. Some were epilepsy. Some were... In short, everyone had everything. After the afternoon of bullshit, Duan Mingyu, Cheng Junyu and Zheng Yingying used dinner. Of course, there were two children. Wan Yanyan inherited her father's business acumen. She spent a lot of time checking the accounts outside. Duan Siping was still a little scared when she looked at her father. However, Aman looked admiring. Duan Mingyu was tirelessly teaching the two unlucky children: "The world is full of everything. Nature is great and magical. There are many things that seem mysterious. In fact, it is very simple. You must be brave to explore and study things to get knowledge. Some principles need to be understood by yourself. Do you know? Eating vegetables. When you grow up, you should eat more meat and fully supplement trace elements such as calcium and iron..."

It was already late at night. The moon was shining. There was no sound in Duan’s house in the alley. Wang Aiqing held Duan Mingyu with fragrance, pancreas, and a bath towel. He stood at the bathroom door and said, “Young Master, the water is hot.”

Duan Mingyu opened the mechanism and tried the water temperature. Duan Mingyu stood under the shower head and took a comfortable and hot shower.

Wang Aiqing looked at the side and shook her head and said, "The hobbies of adults are so strange. It's so comfortable to take a bath in the bathtub. You can also drink a little wine. But you have to take a shower while standing and take a shower. You're all over your head and face. It's not comfortable at all.

Duan Mingyu touched her face and applied soapcorn essence to her head. She closed her eyes and said, "You know, the water in the shower is always clean. It's not like the ash in the bathtub. All the rubbed ash is in the basin and is still soaked in it. It feels uncomfortable after washing."

Wang Aiqing curled his lips. Obviously, he still defended the traditional bathtub and refused to accept the new shower.

It is December now. It is logical that there should be several snowfalls in Bianliang. But the climate this year is strange. It has not been a little snowflakes in the next life. The temperature is higher than in previous years. The Bian River has not frozen. This is a situation that has not happened in many years.

Many businessmen are very happy. Because they can take a boat, they save the trouble of carriages and transportation is more convenient. However, Duan Mingyu is a little worried. Winter is too warm. A large-scale pest and disease will explode next year. At that time, I don’t know how many fields will be out of stock and how many people will escape famine.

Duan Mingyu finished taking a shower and lay half-lying in the study. He looked back at the direction of Luoyang City and said secretly: "Luoyang. I will come back again.

Maybe God really heard his call. The moon was already rising high. But there was a barking sound from the dog at the door. Someone was knocking on the door and whispering: "It's Lord Duan inside."

The butler opened a crack in the door. The policeman said timidly: "Who are you?"

"We were sent by the princess." The men in costumes shouted.

"Which princess?"

"Princess Jinling." Several guards outside the door responded honestly.

"What's the matter?" Seeing that something was wrong with their faces, the housekeeper dared not relax and said fearfully.

"If there is a handwritten letter from Princess Jinling, you must hand it over to Prince Duan for review in person." The man said loudly.

At this moment, Duan Mingyu put on her coat and scolded the butler, "How can you neglect your distinguished guests? Please come in quickly."

In the study, a few men took out letters to marry Duan Mingyu and previewed.

Duan Mingyu opened it and looked at it. His face suddenly changed. He said in a deep voice: "Are all the words in the letter true?"

"When the prince said, it was indeed true. Moreover, the situation was even more difficult than expected."

"What." Duan Mingyu sat up from the bed and said, "You say it again."

"Sir, the Khitan has indeed sent troops. Moreover, Liu Shouwen and Liu Shouguang also fought to the point of defeat. Liu Shouwen killed his brother Liu Shouguang. In the end, Liu Shouwen was killed by the Khitans again."

Duan Mingyu nodded and read the letter from beginning to end again, hoping to find some flaws from it. But what made him more and more shocked was that the letter looked unlikely to be fake.
Chapter completed!