My wife is number one in the world

Chapter 241 The Moon Is Not Round
On a moonlit night, when the moon was in the middle of the sky, First Young Master Liu was awakened by the sound of weeping and weeping. Nima must not be haunted.

Feeling that Qi Yun's place was empty, Liu Mingzhi was startled in his heart, hurriedly put on his coat and got up and got out of bed, Qi Yun was pregnant, where could he go in the middle of the night?
"Miss, where have you been?"

The room was empty and there was no response.

Liu Mingzhi anxiously opened the door, and a white figure suddenly appeared in front of him.

"Damn it."

"Ghost!"

"Huh? Old man?"

"Huh? You bastard?"

"You don't sleep after talking in the middle of the night, what are you doing out?"

"You haven't slept either, so what are you doing out there?"

"I'm looking for Yun'er, but she's gone."

"I'm looking for your mother, but she's gone too."

"Let's find it together."

"Row."

The night in Liu Mansion was bleak and the wind was noisy.

Liu Mingzhi tightened his clothes: "Old man, do you feel the coolness behind you?"

"Don't be blind. It's a bit chilly." Liu Zhian also tightened his robe.

"Boom."

"woooooo"

Liu Mingzhi swallowed his saliva: "Old man, you have a lot of enemies, you don't usually have anything buried in the mansion, right?"

"Fuck off, don't talk nonsense, what do you mean by throwing them into the river to feed you?"

"It's nothing, don't you think the crying is a little scary?"

"Hiss, don't you think the crying sounds familiar?"

Liu Mingzhi was taken aback: "It's Yun'er's voice!"

"And your mother!"

Liu Mingzhi narrowed his eyes, although the old man was right, why did it sound like he was cursing?
On the steps outside the gazebo, two figures looked at the moonlight in the sky, their faces were sad and blurred, as if there was something on the moon, they were Qi Yun and Liu's mother-in-law and daughter-in-law.

"Yun'er, why did you run out in the middle of the night, you are pregnant."

"Ma'am, you are so anxious to death, you are pregnant and you still don't cultivate your body well, what are you running around for?"

Both mother-in-law and daughter-in-law looked back at their husband with tears in their eyes, with tears on their faces.

"Husband, the moon is not round."

"Master. The moon is not round."

Liu Zhi'an father and son patted their foreheads, their faces were frowning, what's the matter, what's wrong with the moon being out of round, why are you crying in the middle of the night?

Liu Mingzhi has heard that pregnant women tend to be emotionally unstable, and they are easy to make mistakes in certain things, but this is too awkward, and the moon is not round, which is also uncomfortable.

The father and son each supported their wives and comforted each other regardless of the other, and returned to the room with a painful expression on their faces.

"Husband, the moon is not round."

"Okay, okay, be obedient, you'll be round after you sleep, good boy."

"Really?"

"Of course it's true. Be obedient and go to sleep."

"it is good."

Qi Yun fell into a deep sleep and breathed evenly, but Young Master Liu tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep. Looking at Qi Yun's baby-like calm face, he sighed heavily: "What is this called? Will there be trouble tomorrow because of the cloudy sky?" Where are the emotions?"

"Liu Song, can you stop shaking your mother's hand, if you shake it again, it will be full of wrinkles, can you still see people?"

In an open space in the side courtyard of the Liu family, Liu Mingzhi and a group of servants were all shirtless and busily busy. There were many wooden barrels next to them filled with various items, and there were many wooden shelves beside them. above.

After half an hour passed, Liu Song and some of his servants stared at a piece of glass about three feet high and one foot wide, fascinated.

"Master, we actually used sand to make glass." Liu Song carefully touched the smooth mirror surface, for fear that the glass would break if he exerted too much strength.

The other servants were also ready to move, but none of them dared to touch the glass with their hands like Liu Song.

Liu Mingzhi frowned and looked at the glass with many steam drums: "No, there are too many bubbles, and the heat is not right, try again."

"Master, what exactly do you want to do? You've used up so much charcoal."

Liu Mingzhi was taken aback, wondering if the temperature of the charcoal fire was too low: "Liu Song, is there any coal in our house?"

"Master, what is coal?"

"It's black, and it burns with black smoke."

Liu Song touched his head: "Could it be that the young master is talking about the black stone?"

"Take it and have a look."

"But young master, that thing is poisonous when it burns, and it will kill people."

"Stop talking nonsense, just go get it if you're told." He casually threw the glass in his hand to the ground, and Liu Mingzhi went to fiddle with those pots and pans again.

With a bang, the glass shattered, and the hearts of Liu Song and other servants also shattered. The young master just dropped such a good glass?
"You guys, the appearance of the stove needs to be changed, otherwise you will be poisoned by gas."

Another half an hour passed: "Master, there is nothing on this piece of clear glass, are you satisfied?"

"Okay, great, you guys follow the method just now to make some more pieces of glass, you guys are going to dissolve the silver, I will use it later."

"This is a mirror? How can it be so clear?"

"Haha. That bastard said that reading is useless, you get a mirror and let me see."

Although the mirror in front of Liu Mingzhi is still slightly flawed and cannot be compared with the industrial products of later generations, it is hundreds of times stronger than the bronze mirror.

"You guys, be careful not to cut your hands. This thing is as sharp as a sword. Let the found carpenter wrap the corners and send it to Madam and Young Madam."

Liu Mingzhi specially prepared a one-person-high mirror for Qi Yun to use as a dressing mirror, he must like it.

"Yes, sir."

"The corners of these small mirrors should also be wrapped. Tell the master carpenter, don't worry about breaking a few pieces of glass. I won't blame him. You must wrap the corners tightly so that there is no problem of cutting your hands."

"I know, sir."

"Liu Song, after the small mirror is finished, remember to send someone to send twenty pieces to Erlong Mountain, ten pieces to Miss Wenren Yunshu, and said that the mirror I promised to compensate her was delivered, and ten pieces to the head of Wenren Mountain. "

"I know, sir."

"You guys continue to work on it. Today, everyone present will reward 1000 taels of silver to settle down. In the future, you can make glass mirrors in the Liu Mansion with peace of mind. If these things are spread, you..." Liu Mingzhi didn't finish, but he knew that the servants would understand. what he meant.

The servants who were still rolling their eyes felt cold, but Liu Mingzhi's tone was too cold, and all the small thoughts disappeared.

Liu Mingzhi, who hadn't left the side courtyard, suddenly heard a deafening sound that resounded throughout the Liu residence, breaking the tranquility of the Liu residence.

Without even thinking about it, Liu Mingzhi hurriedly turned around and ran towards the place where the glass was made. The place where he saw was a mess, and many servants stared dumbfounded at the ruined site.

"What's the matter? What's the noise?"

But no one answered Liu Mingzhi's question, they all stared blankly at one place without saying a word.

It was only then that Liu Mingzhi realized that these people might have been deaf from the shock, so he hurriedly looked around, but fortunately no one was lying on the ground, which was a blessing in misfortune.

Liu Mingzhi looked at the stove that was blown up into a mess and was lost in thought: "It's not explosives, how could it cause such a big noise?"

Liu Mingzhi fiddled with the remnants on the ground with a shovel and his eyes lit up: "Could it be that the charcoal was not cleaned out and accidentally mixed into black powder? It's too coincidental."

Liu Mingzhi, who didn't care about the warm residue in his hand, put it under his nose and sniffed it: "It's more pungent than the smell after exploding firecrackers. Black powder, black powder, why did you forget about this stuff?"

PS: Master Liu will enter the palace tomorrow... in Beijing, please give me a reward, book ticket

(End of this chapter)