Red Mansion Huacai

Chapter 24 Celebrating the birth of his son Li Weijian showed off his talents and got a water pump. Li Fusheng wanted to dig a well.

"It's terrible. I just realized it now. I'm afraid it's too late to prepare gifts." Li Weijian frowned and thought about it for a moment. He didn't know what to do, so he simply asked Hongyu: "What kind of gifts do brothers and sisters usually give to them on their birthdays?" ?”

Hongyu counted and said: "Fourth Master thinks too much, it doesn't need to be expensive, just share your heart. Last year, Second Master Bao gave birth to a child. The sisters may have a fan, a word, or a painting. , or someone with a poem, just chatting to suit the occasion."

Li Weijian breathed a sigh of relief: "This is quite simple."

He put down his pencil and chose a Hu pen, and Hongyu came over to grind the ink.Li Weijian dipped in ink, concentrated for a moment, then splashed ink and wrote a poem.

The handwriting in Guange style seems to be just straight, but what stands out is the que word.Hong Yu is proficient in writing. When he saw Li Weijian writing, he couldn't help but read it silently in his heart. He suddenly felt that it was very suitable for the occasion and praised: "The fourth master is so talented. The second girl will definitely be happy after reading this poem."

Li Weijian smiled and said nothing. When the ink dried, he asked Hong Yu to send him over.

Hongyu carefully folded the paper and sealed it with red paper. She hurriedly left the small courtyard and looked for Jia Mu's courtyard.

Walking through halls and halls all the way, we soon arrived in front of the flower hall in Jia Mu's backyard. From a distance, we could hear silk and bamboo singing, and occasionally the laughter of girls.

Waiting in front of the door was the maid Amber. When she saw Hong Yu, she smiled and said, "Why are Hong Yu here?"

"Sister Hubo, Fourth Master Jian just got the letter. He hurriedly wrote a bunch of good words and then sent me to celebrate the second girl's birthday."

Hu Bo said, "Fourth Master Jian is interested. The old ladies and girls are listening to a play right now. Come in and wait a moment."

"it is good."

Hongyu followed Amber into the room, turned around the screen and saw a banquet set up inside. Mother Jia, Grandma Zhu, Second Grandma Lian, Sanchun, Baoyu and Baochai were sitting around, looking at the few little ones who had been invited. The actor sang babblingly.

Only Daiyu was missing, so Hongyu thought that Miss Lin's illness was not cured yet, and she didn't know whether the medicine given by Fourth Master would work.

It was just an excerpt of the opera, and a new daughter came up to talk about ancient times. Amber winked, and Hongyu hurriedly came forward to greet her.

The old lady, grandma, girl, and Mr. Bao called each other, and then they explained their intention.

"The fourth master just received the letter. He was in a hurry and without any preparation, he wrote a poem to celebrate the second girl's birthday."

With that said, Hongyu handed the red envelope to Yingchun.

Yingchun was a little at a loss, so Tanchun urged: "Second sister, please take a look at what the fourth brother Jian wrote."

Baoyu also joked: "If it's good, forget it. If it's not good, then punish fourth brother Jian and start over again. Always make second sister satisfied."

Yingchun shyly opened the red seal and opened the paper inside, and saw a piece of Yingchun music written on it:

The spring light is like a sea of ​​ninety flowers.

Crown Qunfang, plum blossoms are handsome.

Sri Lanka's flower products are out of the ordinary.

It's a good time to welcome the coming of spring.

Spring is easy to buy when there are no flowers.

The smile is still there and the color is still there.

Who competes with Xi for his reputation and the Taoism and the golden belt?

Tan Chun watched from the side and read the text word by word. After reading it, he said with admiration: "Brother Jian is really talented."

A smile appeared on Jia's mother's face, and she kept nodding her head and said: "Brother Jian is very thoughtful. This is the best word."

Wang Xifeng, who was sitting next to him, pretended to be a poor man again and said: "The old lady said yes, so it must be good. It's a pity that I can't read a few words. I only listened to the catchy words, and I didn't know what the good thing was. . Hey, would you like Sister-in-law Zhu to tell me something?"

Li Wan just smiled and shook his head, and the show-loving Baoyu said: "Second sister-in-law, the first sentence is about the winter jasmine flowers not afraid of the cold spring weather. The next two sentences seem to have been heard before. Fourth brother Jian must have used someone else's words. sentence?"

Li Wan said concisely and concisely: "It is the use of Qing Ping Le from Master Zhao Xia."

Baoyu clasped his palms together and said: "Yes, Yinqin went to welcome the spring first and begged for a golden belt. Together, these words are to praise the second sister's character, which is like a spring flower. She is a golden belt among flowers."

Wang Xifeng smiled and joked: "Hey, this is Qingpingle, Zhao, etc., I can't remember it. I just remember the last sentence of Brother Bao, the winter jasmine is a golden belt." Turning to look at Xichun and Tanchun: "You two, search quickly. The second girl is really hiding the gold belt."

Jia Mu was so happy that she leaned back again and again, clapped her legs and laughed: "You are such a scoundrel, so good words come into your mouth and you ruin them!"

There was another burst of laughter in the flower hall.When Hongyu was about to leave, Jia Mu asked, "Brother Jian, how busy are you these days?"

Hongyu didn't dare to be negligent and quickly replied: "Back to the old lady, the fourth master has been appreciated by the young Sikou and the great Sikong. He has an injury on his shoulder and has no time to spare."

"It's good to be busy, it's better to be busy. The official career economy always depends on whether there is anyone to support you. You go back and inform Brother Jian. After you have some time, you can say that I haven't seen you for a while. , I want to meet him."

"Eh."

Hongyu agreed with a smile, then bowed down and left.

In the flower hall, when the daughter-in-law mentioned the wonderful points, only the voice of talking about ancient times was left, but everyone had their own thoughts.

Wang Xifeng was the shrewdest. After a little thought, he knew that the old lady had gained the trust and was protecting Li Weijian for Li Wan's sake.

Wang Xifeng could think of it, and so could Li Wan and Baochai.So there was a slight smile on the corner of the former's mouth, and although the latter smiled along with him, it was hard to tell how genuine the smile was.

If the old lady came forward to protect Li Weijian, wouldn't she be dissatisfied with Xue Pan and the Xue family?

Baochai thought for a long time, and felt more and more like she was sitting on pins and needles in this flower hall.

Tanchun and Xichun are still young and don't know the wit behind their words.Even if the latter knew about it, he was indifferent; the former was secretly thinking that she would give birth to a baby next month, and wondered if Fourth Brother Jian could also send her a collection of words that would please her.

Baoyu's eyes wandered, but he thought that Li Weijian's words were good, and he would always come up with something better.However, I couldn't find any inspiration for a while, and I was so anxious that I was scratching my head and ears like a monkey.

The second girl was equally absent-minded during the Spring Festival.She is the oldest among the sisters, and she usually has a soft-tempered temperament that few people can remember.It was only on the day she gave birth that she received attention.

Brother Jian had earlier given him a tapestry fan with pictures of winter jasmine flowers, and now he also sent a bunch of jasmine flowers with words on them, both of which were very thoughtful about welcoming the spring.She secretly thought about Brother Jian's face, but her quick glance that day was now blurry.

She was secretly annoyed, thinking that she would have to remember it when we meet again in the future.Thinking again, I don't know what I should give Brother Jian when he has a baby.

Yes, Sister-in-law Zhu said that Brother Jian will be fourteen when she is born, which is about the same age as herself... Sigh, you shouldn't think about this.

I made up my mind not to think about it, but it took root and sprouted like a seed in my heart. I thought too far, and Yingchun couldn't help but blush on her cheeks.It's a good thing that I had just eaten wine, otherwise it would have become a joke.

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After this day, everything went smoothly for several days.

After giving birth to his son in the spring, Li Weijian went to find Yan Fenzhen early in the morning, presented him with the drawings of the Minie rifle, and had a secret discussion with him.Yan Fengzhen felt as if grass had grown in his heart after he got the picture, thinking that both of them were standing up for Li Weijian. Li Weijian asked him to send someone to Shuntian Mansion every few days to press for questioning, so he obeyed.

On the contrary, this Migne rifle is difficult to handle.The rifling of Dashun's new gun was drawn by hand by craftsmen. Nowadays, if you want to make spiral curves, you have to do it by hand.None of the craftsmen have done it. They are afraid that it will take less than ten or 20 days to make it.

Yan Fengzhen focused on the new weapon. In the case where the two sides were competing, Fu Shi, the prosecutor of Shuntian Prefecture, simply resorted to the trick of dragging his feet - he stopped the torture and did not send a message to Ni Er. Fu Shi himself simply took sick leave and returned. Recuperate at home.

Aunt Xue said on the first day that she would bring Xue Pan to complain to Li Weijian, but the next day nothing happened.Li Weijian thought, maybe Xue Pan was embarrassed and had a bad temper again?
Aunt Xue herself went to Li Weijian twice, and each time Li Weijian patted her chest and promised that she had persuaded Yan Fenzhen. However, the second young master was still angry, and she was afraid that the case would not be dismissed for a while.

Aunt Xue also learned from Mrs. Wang that the second young master only sent his servants to Shuntian Mansion every three or two days to ask questions. He neither sent a message nor came to the scene in person, so she thought that Li Weijian had really tried his best and only hoped that As time went by, Yan Fengzhen calmed down and turned the matter into a minor matter.

Li Weijian took the time to visit Jia's mother again, chatted with the old lady for a while, and was left to have dinner again.

In the remaining time, Li Weijian pieced together pieces and built a small object to measure wind speed.

The object is extremely simple. There is a base at the bottom, a long pole at the top, and an axle at the top. The axle is connected to a weathervane, and behind the weathervane is a bamboo board for riding.

This object can indicate the direction of the wind and give a rough scale based on the strength of the wind.With this thing, coupled with the new artillery data, a rough range table can be derived using the previous calculus formula.

Naturally, this range meter will not be too accurate, and the front-loading smoothbore cannon does not need to be that accurate.It would be enough for Li Weijian to be slightly more accurate than the Qintian Prison gang.

It's just that the test firing of this artillery is a long-term activity, and I'm afraid it will take three or two months to complete the test.

Just after breakfast on this day, the mother-in-law came to send a message, saying that someone from the inner palace came outside the gate to inform him that the items ordered by Li Weijian had been built.

Li Weijian was immediately overjoyed!In a hurry, he took Xiu Ying, together with Wu Haiping, a master and two servants, and took a carriage straight to the Black Dragon Pond.

Unfortunately, on this day, Wu Zhaosong, the doctor, went to King Zhongyong to discuss matters with Qian'er. The only person who received Li Weijian was Chief Chen, who was a craftsman.

After paying 60 taels of silver, Director Chen led Li Weijian to a side hall and immediately ordered someone to carry the water pump up. (Note [-])

Li Weijian only glanced at it and said, "Copper?"

Chief Chen said dullly: "Mr. Wu said that Mr. Li was eager to get it. Copper is easier to make than iron, so I used copper."

No wonder Mr. Chen previously offered a price of 80 taels. Li Weijian only looked at this large lump of copper material, which was probably worth more than 20 taels. After including the labor and mold opening and other expenses, the 60 taels were worth nothing at all. expensive!
Li Weijian groped for the water pump, and Manager Chen on the side said, "Don't worry, Mr. Li, I tried it before, and it does take less effort than before."

More than just saving effort?
Li Weijian didn't want to break up with Mr. Chen, so he simply smiled and said, "Thank you so much, Mr. Chen. I'll ask someone to move it back and try it out first. If it works, I might ask Mr. Chen to build more in the future."

The dull Mr. Chen finally gained some energy and sighed: "The molds are all ready-made. If Mr. Li comes to customize them again, I will definitely make them cheaper."

Li Weijian stopped talking nonsense and watched several craftsmen carry the water pump, which weighed more than [-] kilograms, onto the carriage. Then he said goodbye to Director Chen and urged Wu Haiping to drive all the way towards Yan's house.

At two o'clock in the morning, the alley at the main entrance of Yan's residence was already crowded with carriages, horses, and official sedans, making several trips to and from Yan's house. Now Li Weijian was already familiar with the road and no longer had to walk through the main entrance.

Wu Haiping drove the carriage to the alley behind Yan's house. Li Weijian jumped off the carriage and spoke to the servant guarding the door, and the servant let Li Weijian into the side garden.

He was waiting in the garden, and the servant sent a boy to inform Yan Fenzhen. After a while, Yan Fenzhen walked over with a pair of panda eyes.

Yan Fengzhen smiled from afar and said: "Since the resurrection is here, just go straight to the study to find me. Why do you want me to come out to greet you?"

Li Weijian cupped his hands in salute: "I brought something with me today, and I was going to ask Brother Jing Wen to take a look at it."

Yan Fengzhen thought for a moment and then said: "The water pump has been built?"

"Exactly. Please ask Brother Jingwen to send servants to carry the water pump in."

"Hey, it's just a water pump, how can it be more important than a spiral-rifled fire gun?" After complaining, Yan Fengzhen still ordered someone to call for a manpower to carry the more than [-] kilograms of water pump in through the back door.

Placed next to the well in the side garden, Yan Fengzhen walked around the water pump and observed it for a long time. He frowned and said, "Fu Sheng, this water pump of yours is interesting, but it is different from the ones outside. What's the point of it?"

"You'll know what it's like once you try it." Li Weijian nodded to Wu Haiping, and Wu Haiping sewed two pieces of cooked cowhide and connected the pipes sealed with isinglass to both ends of the water pump, and then hung one end into the well. , and threw it into the flower garden.

After installing the handle again, Wu Haiping was so angry that he yelled "Hey" and started to shake vigorously.

With a buzzing sound, the handle drives the gear, and the impeller rotates rapidly. Due to the changes in the up and down pressure, the atmospheric pressure presses out the well water in a short time.

Looking at the gurgling water from the well, Yan Fengzhen finally became interested and said, "Eh? If it were made of iron, a wealthy family would be able to buy some."

After saying this, Yan Fengzhen shook his head again. There were many slaves in the homes of noble and wealthy families. Of course, there would be slaves to fetch water, so why buy a new type of water pump?It is estimated that only those who are devoted to practical studies and have a small family fortune will spend this amount of money.

"I don't think so, but I'm afraid it won't work."

Li Weijian said: "If we don't succeed, we have no hope of selling this water pump. Brother Jing Wen, I have a favor to ask of you today. Please don't shirk it."

Yan Fengzhen clicked his tongue, frowned and said: "You and I hit it off as old friends, who can show you this? Just say what you want, but you want me to ask about the case?"

"The case is not urgent."

"That is?"

Li Weijian smiled and said, "Can I find someone to dig another well in this garden?"

Note 1689: Li Weijian built a volute centrifugal pump. In 1851, Denis Papin invented the straight blade volute centrifugal pump, while the curved blade was invented by the British inventor John Appold in [-].In the article, Dashun's top technology is not inferior to that of the West, and he can create this thing.

　This paragraph was written at five o'clock in the morning on September [-]th. Most of those who have read my reply know that I am writing two books at the same time.

　　I won’t talk about the other one, because it made my grandma not recognize it.I don’t believe in the idea of ​​cultivating immortals, so I insist on writing, and I just stop writing.

　　Let’s just rewrite history.I first watched The Red Mansion when I was in middle school. Over the years, I have watched many movies, TV series, articles, and video analyses, and finally got the idea to write about it.

　　The original intention was to try to fit the original work and the character of the original characters as closely as possible, with the addition of classical industry. I am a textualist and rationalist, so it basically takes me an hour to type and half a day to look up information, but it’s really not fast enough.

　　This chapter may not be exciting, but it took six hours and it was already dawn! ! !
　　I know the foreshadowing is a bit long.I know how to write and feel happy, which is nothing more than blaming the sky and the earth, blaming the air, showing off and slapping someone in the face, leaving Jia Mu and Jia Zheng in various shocks.Then all twelve golden hairpins were collected.

　　Maybe writing your grades this way will be better, but again, if you don’t believe it, you won’t be able to write well.

　　This book was eliminated by the selected editorial team and was deemed unqualified by several editors. Then it was picked up by the current editor and assigned to the special heroine category.

　　The first round of recommendation data was mediocre. I asked the following editor but didn’t tell me, maybe because he was afraid of hitting me.

　　Hey, all you gentlemen who keep books, please read them every Tuesday, otherwise you will really die if you keep books.

　　After making a few noises, I fell asleep.

　　


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