Chapter 273

In the first year of God Bless, since Li Ji became the emperor in Luoyang, everything was controlled by Zhu Wen, and Geng Qing lived a comfortable life.

A handful of fried beans can be spent in the gazebo for half a day, or a hammer for three to five days, and you can make exercise equipment, exercise for a while, and if you want a woman, you can go to Liang Wang's mansion to lie down, not only have a drink and rice, but also put your hands on the pillow Watching Zhang on his body gallop up and down.

Occasionally, I heard how majestic the Liang Dynasty was, followed by applauding and flattering a few words, and got some rewards by the way.When encountering Xie Tong, I will come up with some ideas, at least caring about my friend Xie Tong.

This year, in mid-July, Xie Tong finally conquered Yunzhou, drove Zhu Xuan away, joined forces with Ge Congzhou and others who were entrenched in Weibo, and fought with both fists, first conquering Tianping Town, then breaking Caozhou, and fighting Yanzhou , Zhu Xuan was defeated again, losing tens of thousands of people, and he himself was captured and killed by Ge Congzhou.

Taining Jiedu envoy Zhu Jin was raising food with Li Chengsi, Shi Yan and others in the Xuzhou area at this time. Hearing the news, he hurried back. surrender.

Ge Congzhou then led his army to pursue them, crushing and killing them all the way. Tens of thousands of horses and horses did not survive, so they had to go north to Yizhou, but was rejected, and then went to Haizhou. Before entering the city, Ge Congzhou led his army to kill, so he had to leave some soldiers The horse cut off its tail, turned south, crossed the Huaihe River, went to Huainan Jiedu envoy Yang Xingmi, joined forces in Gaoyou, and left Ge Congzhou sighing at the vast river and Huaihe River.

In July, Yang Xingmi won more than ten thousand cavalry in the north to make up for his inadequacy in horse warfare in the south of the Yangtze River. His prestige soared, and he was appointed king of Wu by the imperial court.

In mid-July, Qian Liu, the governor of the Zhendong Army, took Hangzhou and Yuezhou as his eastern residence, gathered fish, salt, mulberry silkworms, and literati.

There were miscellaneous news from the north and the south. Geng Qing occasionally asked a question, but was overwhelmed by the landslide and tsunami-like business affairs, and almost couldn't breathe. Later, he learned how to be good, just read and didn't say, and asked and answered.

In his words, he has power, and he doesn't lack for women's money.

There's no need to find a lot of things to do for myself, so I finally have a free time, how about hiding in the mansion, smashing wood, and tinkering with some things to keep fit?

In the hot climate of midsummer, cicadas crouched on the verdant trees in the courtyard, neighing hysterically, the scorching sun was falling on the pond in the backyard, and carp were too hot to hide under the lotus leaves and rocks to enjoy the cool.

One or two maids walked through the corridor carrying iced sour plum soup, walked to the gazebo with lotus steps and kicked their skirts, poured the thirsty soup for the master, and then told the other side to stand on the table in a delicate voice. The sun, pouting his buttocks, is drinking soup at the beating master's house.

"Let it go."

Geng Qing sat cross-legged on the ground, looking at the outline of the equipment gradually taking shape, his face was a little smug. Compared with the previous treadmill, this one is not only a remake, but also a lot stronger on the original basis.

'The treadmill is still there today, and the exiles of those days are not seen. '

The lower pulleys are no longer the long tubes of the past, but replaced with dozens of pulleys of the same size. Not only do you run to exercise your body, but you can also massage the acupoints on the soles of your feet, which can be called a healthy way.

After finishing the last rivet, Geng Qing patted the shelf and slid the upper wheel with his feet. Amidst the clattering noise, he comfortably threw the hammer to Dou Wei, and went into the gazebo to take a sip of that night's sour plum soup.

"Things are done, you go up and replace me"

Before he finished speaking, Geng Qing turned his head with the bowl, and Dou Wei shook his head towards him from a distance under the eaves, looking at the 'big guy' in fear, he was already tired enough from running non-stop, those pulleys under his feet could not Pierce the soles of his feet?

"Master, I think it's better to find someone familiar with this thing. What do you think of Dachun?"

Geng Dachun, who was soaking the sun on the rockery in the distance, sat up suddenly, as if someone called him, and shouted to the front yard: "Come here." Immediately, he jumped off the rock and ran away, disappearing in a flash.

"This big spring."

Geng Qing opened his mouth slightly, still wanting to speak, but Jiuyu, who was cutting potted plants, stood up straight, and said coldly, "I'll catch him back."

He dropped the scissors and left quickly.

Ugh.

Geng Qing sighed, the things they made were regarded as instruments of torture, they were really a bunch of ignorant things.

"Forget it, I'll do it myself, anyway, I'll use it when the time comes."

"Master, don't, don't, don't hurt yourself." Seeing this, Dou Wei rushed out of the eaves in fright, and directly hugged Geng Qing, who was about to step on the torture instrument, by the waist, turned around and put him in the other side of the room. on the ground.

"You are faithful."

Geng Qing looked at him with a smile and said something, which caused Dou Wei to turn his face away in embarrassment, "It's not as good as what the master said."

"Since it's your duty, why don't you try it for me."

"Ah?!" Dou Wei opened his eyes wide, turned his neck with difficulty, looked at the rows of wheels in front of him that still had some remaining strength and slowly turned, swallowed his saliva, and moved his feet with difficulty as if he was going to the execution ground.

Not long after, Dachun's voice suddenly came from outside, Dou Wei immediately put down his feet to go to the pulley, with a solemn expression, "Master, I don't know what happened outside, I'll go and see, so that Dachun won't be able to deal with it."

Before he left, the voice from the front yard gradually came over, and he saw Dachun and Jiuyu rounding the corner in front, followed by another person, looking around with shrinking heads, as if observing the terrain.

After being scolded coldly by Jiuyu, he turned around and followed cautiously.

"Ji Chang, it's Yu Jin. He came from Chang'an and brought letters from home."

"Ok?"

Most of the family letters are delivered to him through the post station. This time it is rare to be delivered by other people. Besides, there are very few people who know about this guy, and he doesn't mix with him. It was Bai Yunxiang who asked him to come. After all, women have spent a long time in Chang'an.

"Let him come over."

Over there, upon hearing the summoning voice, Yu Jin, who lowered his head and dared not look around, straightened up solemnly, walked quickly down the corridor to the gazebo, glanced at Dou Wei and Jiuyu who were standing one to the left and one to the right, and then turned to The figure holding a bowl in the middle and looking at a large object cupped his fists.

"Chang'an came to Fenglou to be full of fish, and I have seen Shang Shuling."

From the corner of his eye, he glanced at the thing Geng Qing was looking at, the familiar outline, the familiar handle, and his manly voice suddenly trembled slightly.

"Shang Shang Shuling. This will not be the same as before. The fish must not have climbed over the wall to come in."

Seeing this, an unbearable memory flooded into my mind, I quickly took out a lacquered letter from my pocket, put it on the table, subconsciously cupped my fists and was about to leave.

"What are you doing so fast? Come on, try this thing for me first." Geng Qing withdrew his gaze, showing rare sincerity in his eyes. In the words, Jiuyu over there had already come over and dragged him away. Before the 'treadmill'.

"Why is Shang Shuling me?"

Yu Jin was about to cry, this thing was obviously different from before, if he really went up, wouldn't he lose half his life?
"Why not you?" Geng Qing took the letter and opened it, and walked under the gazebo table, "Because you know it well."

"you you."

After all, he didn't dare to yell, Yu Jin was grabbed by Dou Wei's shoulders and pushed to the top. As soon as he stood firmly, his hands were fastened by the belts on the armrests on both sides, and they were firmly tied to death.

Whoa whoa whoa.
The pulley slides from the bottom of the person's feet, and the figure with the arms tied on it rotates faster and faster with the pulley, and the undulating pulley stimulates the soles of the feet, and the whole person runs crazily out of the afterimage. Wept while running.

Ahhhhh!
Amidst howling with a slight cry, Geng Qing sat in the gazebo, unfolded the letter, and was looking at the content written in different handwriting with relish.

A part of it was obviously written by Geng Nian, and he had practiced calligraphy for a year or two, and it was really flying like a phoenix, and he won his true biography.

(End of this chapter)

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