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Chapter 731 Two people

At this time, the woman behind Fang Xian spoke up, "Miss Si means that if one person rides one horse, one ride counts as one force, and a hundred rides will not be enough, but if the horse's hooves step on the ice evenly, they will benefit each other, and life will be improved." Is it as powerful as a thousand?"

The woman's voice was really gentle, and she showed her demeanor and upbringing in a few words, which was definitely not nourished by ordinary families.

He said again: "Use the principle of commanding troops to cross the river to control the qin, and use the hundred wind-cut irons as strings to make them vibrate with the strings..." He hesitated at this point, as if he had encountered a barrier.

"That's probably the reason." Mu Dian laughed, "But it's not the string iron resonating. If so, wouldn't the string break before the wind cutting iron?"

The woman smiled and said, "It's just that there is no way."

"It's not difficult." Mu Dian was overjoyed when he met someone who was speculative, and he didn't have any selfish intentions. He said: "After the sound is controlled, it will be released on the strings, and the sound of the qin will vibrate with the wind-cutting iron, and the strings will go first. .”

That woman is a master at playing the qin, she understood after a little thought, clasped her hands and practiced quack rituals: "I've been taught."

Fang Xian snorted: "It's just a trick."

Mu Dian was not annoyed, he took a sip of tea to soothe his throat, "The general doesn't like strange skills and ingenuity. As everyone knows, the water wheel that pounded the millet you eat for three meals, the loom that weaves the clothes you wear, The sundial for watching the time when training soldiers in the school field, the compass for telling the direction when traveling...all of them are strange skills and ingenuity.

To rely on it for food and clothing, but to despise it, this is not what kind people do. "

Fang Xian was full of ambition when he came, but his face was very bad when he left Gu'an Hall.

He didn't know that Mu Dian was so knowledgeable that he could teach him everything from dressing and eating to rhythm and spells, and he also knew how to march!

He has a problem, come to see Mu Dianke's problem!Look at how annoying she is, she won't die if she lives another 100 years.

The chariots and horses did not go back to Fang's mansion, but went to Rong's house first.

There are not many people walking outside on heavy rainy days.

In the deep eaves of the corridor, where no one is passing by, the woman took off the dark fence on her head, revealing a beautiful face.

"Thank you, A Xian." Rong Qian'er smiled gently, and earnestly warned: "Don't let the fourth brother know, otherwise, you will laugh at my little girl's small belly again."

Fang Xian nodded.

I thought I would see a trace of loneliness in the woman's eyebrows, but I didn't.

The daughter of Fang Rong's family is not an ordinary daughter, she is more open-minded than a man.

That's why it's all the more distressing.

Diverted to the main courtyard.The little book boy who waited on Rong Yi's pen and ink sat on the threshold, hugged a big peach and gnawed it, saw Fang Xian coming, jumped up and called the general, saying that the young master went to Fengting to read.

Fang Xian was still puzzled: on such a heavy rainy day, it's not good to read in the study, why bother to go all the way to Zifeng Pavilion?He knew that he was a person with no interest, so he didn't say anything when the words came to his lips.

The main courtyard is adjacent to a fairly large lake. At this time of year, it was originally a scene of lotus and lotus leaves intertwined, but it was washed up by the storm and it was nothing to see.

A wooden pontoon bridge leads to a square pavilion with sharp corners, which is Zifeng Pavilion.

It was raining heavily, and there were dustpan-sized splashes everywhere on the lake, so naturally the pavilion in the middle of the lake was not spared.Accumulated rain poured down from the eaves of the pavilion, densely, as if hanging four bead curtains.

Rong Yi rolled the book in one hand, held the case in one elbow, and leaned lazily on the bench.

A sparrow tongue incense was burned in the lotus tripod incense burner at the corner of the pavilion, and the smoke curled up into a curtain, lingering in the eyes and eyebrows, and the eyebrows and eyes were a little dizzy, like an old painting.

Fang Xian approached with an umbrella, seeing the situation in front of him, he couldn't help but be surprised.

Whenever Rong Yi appears in front of people, he must be neatly dressed and groomed.There has never been such a lazy and casual time.He was only wearing a long white gown that he had put on after bathing, and his hair was loose, like a wild traveler.

However, it was such a situation that surprised Fang Xian and gave birth to a strong feeling of intimacy similar to being moved.

A Yifei is not close to them, it's just that he has been too difficult these years.

Steering in the deep sea, where the current is deep and rapid, and the reefs are everywhere, requires a master who is absolutely free from emotions and desires, and who will not make mistakes.He stripped such a person from his soul and attached it to the skin.

A real him and a fake him.Fang Xian doesn't know whether Ah Yi can tell the difference, he often can't tell the difference.

"Here?" Rong Yi raised his eyes, stretched his shoulders, changed his posture and continued to read, and asked as if he didn't care, "Did you find anything?"

"Mostly as you expected." Fang Xian walked over and sat down, picked up the earthen pot on the bamboo stove and poured tea.The entrance was too urgent, so hot that he hissed.

He continued: "However, the amount of wind-cut iron consumed by Xinyang on Sajin Street is as large as four hundred feet. Mu Si's words are convincing, and there must be no falsehood."

Rong Yi raised his eyebrows imperceptibly, and then his expression became serious, his eyes narrowed into a thin line, as if smoked into a thin and long shape.

"There is someone behind Xinyang," he said.

After just saying this, he turned into that attitude of having nothing to do with himself. He flipped a page of paper and said, "Four hundred feet of wind iron is enough to form a net into pieces and make a huge cage. And crossbow shooting. The right time and place are also taken, how did he miss it?"

Fang Xian was also deeply surprised.

But at this moment, what he thought most of was not how Xinyang missed his hand, but Mu Dian's words: "...don't doubt Fang Rong. If Rong Xiang arranged this situation, he definitely wouldn't be so crude."

It has to be admitted that Mu Dian has the ability to know people.

Rong Yi had never been to the scene, so when he said it casually, it was exactly the same as what Mu Dianke described.

"It is said that Liangqing rushed out before the wind-cutting cage was woven, and solved the dilemma of crossbow arrows shooting at each other." Fang Xian said: "As for how to destroy the wind-cutting iron cage, it is said that the sound of the piano caused the wind-cutting iron to vibrate together. , to make it self-destruct... There are quite a lot of strange arts in the rivers and lakes, and they are evil, so they should not be underestimated."

"It's not a strange art in the world." Rong Yi put down the book, and stretched out his hand towards Fang Xian.

Fang Xian took an empty cup, poured half of it and handed it over, and poured one himself, shaking hands to dissipate heat.

"It came out of the former court." Rong Yi dipped his lips in the tea, took a sip, and said, "The nanny named Liu next to the princess is a master."

The "princess" that Rong Yi said did not refer to the princess Liu Yan, but the "Princess Huai'an" Rong Xiaochu who changed her surname and hid in the Rong family a legacy from the previous dynasty, who later married into the Fang family.

——or should I say Sima Xiaochu.

Princess Huai'an gave birth to Fang Yuan, who was also the "Prince of Beiqin" Fang Junyu who was later called "Fang Xian Su Bi" together with Su Buyan.

Given the friendship between Mu Dianke and Fang Junyu, it is not surprising that he acquired this skill.

Fang Xian was silent for a moment, drank the half-warm tea in one gulp, and picked up the pot to drink again.At this point, the pot had bottomed out, and he happened to find something to do, so he bent down to scoop water, which eased the embarrassment for a while.

"Has Gu'an Hall shorted your tea?" Rong Yi said with a smile: "With a lot of effort, you'll be able to drink half of the pot of tea to the bottom."

"Don't mention it." Looking up, Fang showed that the gloomy expression had disappeared, replaced by a look of resentment: "You don't know that Mu Si, who has sharp teeth and sharp mouth, doesn't know how annoying he is."

He patted his chest: "I'm so full of breath, why drink tea!"

Rong Yi smiled.

At this moment, he felt more and more that it was a very good idea to send Fang Xianzhi to see Mu Dianke.People can still be angry, at least it means freshness.

"I don't know which tendon Chang Qianfo made a mistake." Fang Xian is not a person who likes to gossip behind people's backs, but when Mu Dianke is mentioned, his emotions get a little out of control, and even Chang Qianfo is buried together. , "He doesn't want so many noble ladies, Shuyuan, but chooses a vulgar and brutal woman. I'll see how long he can bear it."

It's like a child who has lost a fight talking harshly.

Rong Yi rewrote the book and read it, patiently listened to Fang Xian's complaints, and said with a smile: "You think Mu Si is annoying, but she doesn't need to please you. How do you know that Mu Si in front of Chang Qian Buddha is not another person? ?”

Fang Xian was taken aback for a moment, then thought: It doesn't matter if she is alone or two!

"For the matter of remuneration, don't get entangled with her anymore." Rong Yi said lightly: "Mu Si rescued him, she won't admit it, and we can't produce evidence. This matter ends here."

(End of this chapter)