ancient female doctor

Chapter 253 It's All Mess

Another day later, Zhuqiying came over and said that the rattan basket had been woven.

Princess Anle brought a few personal guards with her this time, and together with Qing Zhu, went to the Zhuqi Camp to check.

The rattan basket was square, six feet long and wide, and four feet high. It was tied with a thick hemp rope and hung on a big wooden frame, with stones weighing three hundred catties inside.

"How long have you been hanging?" Princess Anle asked, pointing to the rattan basket.

"Back to the princess, Brother Wei came back the day before yesterday and took us to weave this rattan basket overnight. After weaving it, it has been hanging all day. It has been a day and a night." It was the old bamboo craftsman who answered.

Princess Anle glanced at Qingzhu.

Qingzhu nodded and said with a smile: "That's right, if the back can be so strong, that's enough, but I don't know how heavy this rattan basket is?"

"Before we hung it up, we weighed it on the scales, and the basket is only eight catties and seven taels." The old bamboo craftsman replied respectfully.

Qingzhu nodded again, and Princess Anle said: "Okay, let's make it like this, sixty of them will be enough, and after we make them, send them to the Red Makeup Camp."

"Yes." This time, it was Yu Changshun, the chief officer of the supply battalion, who answered.

"Do your things well, this Princess will not treat you badly." Having already seen what needs to be seen, Princess Anle said, and was about to turn around and leave.

Seeing Princess Anle leave, Qingzhu also planned to leave.

"Princess Princess, Doctor Xia." Wei Zhiheng, who had been standing aside, called Princess Anle and Qingzhu.

Qingzhu and Princess Anle turned their heads and didn't speak, just waiting for him to speak.

"If this rattan basket is soaked in tung oil for a few days, and then put it in a cool place to dry, although it is not as hard as rattan armor, it can also withstand ordinary bows and arrows. Why can't it be soaked in tung oil?" Wei Zhiheng looked at the two, a little puzzled, Also a little unwilling.

Qingzhu didn't intend to tell Wei Zhiheng not to soak the tung oil for fire protection, but said: "It's enough for what you need. You don't need to deliberately pursue perfection, otherwise it may be superfluous."

"But……"

Wei Zhiheng still wanted to say a few words, but Princess Anle waved his hand and said impatiently: "Okay, just listen to our instructions and do things well. After the matter here is over, the princess will naturally Those who recommend you to the father, when the time comes, you go to the father and go to perfection."

"Yes." Although Wei Zhiheng was a little unwilling, but seeing Princess Anle say so, he could only bow his head and agree.

Seeing this situation, Princess Anle suddenly lost interest, pulled Qingzhu for a long distance, and then said to Qingzhu: "You're right, this kid doesn't look like Qingshan at all."

"Qingshan never contradicts your words, and never shuts up when I tell you to, it's not like that at all!"

Speaking of the latter, Princess Anle actually looked a little unhappy.

"Princess Princess, what's the matter with you?" Qingzhu also began to feel that something was wrong at this moment, walked around in front of Princess Anle, looked at her and asked.

"It's nothing, it's just that no one is arguing and unhappy, do you want to quarrel with me?" Princess Anle blinked and looked at Qingzhu, with a hint of irritability in his eyes.

Qingzhu frowned, stretched out her hand to touch Princess Anle's forehead, withdrew her hand before she turned her head, and said, "It's fine, why am I arguing with you? What's going on with you recently? Do you think the weather is getting colder? Worried that we won't be able to make the hot air balloon in time?"

"Yeah, the weather has been very cold recently, and the north wind is coming soon. We haven't seen any shadow yet, so don't worry. You said that if the father took down Shangjing before we came out, wouldn't we Have you been busy in vain?" County Anle laughed dryly, looked at Qingzhu and said.

"Don't worry, everyone is working hard. Didn't they reply yesterday? The stove has already been molded. Tomorrow, the Bamboo Warehouse will send the first batch of rattan baskets weaved, so we can assemble one first." Come out to test the flight, and then select the hands to practice separately, and you will definitely be able to catch up." Qingzhu looked at Princess Anle and said with a smile.

It's a pity that Qingzhu's smile, like Princess Anle's, never reached his eyes.

But that's the only reason, isn't it?

"Well, I'm not in a hurry. Anyway, I have you to help me." Princess Anle took a deep breath, and looked at Qingzhu with a smile.

"Yeah." Qing Zhu nodded, and said: "Why don't I go to the stove to have a look? Urge?"

"Okay, you go, I'll walk around." Princess Anle nodded, breaking for the first time since these days, she and Qingzhu were inseparable from Meng and Meng.

"Okay." Qing Zhu nodded, told the people around Princess Anle to take good care of the princess, and walked to the other side by herself.

Seeing Qingzhu walking alone, Princess Anle frowned slightly, ordered the two guards around him to follow up, waited for Qingzhu's order, and then got on the horse himself, clamped the horse's belly, and ran out with a sound of driving. The direction is not to return to the Red Makeup Camp.

Qingzhu's heart was also a little messy, and she could only feel the buzzing in her ears, but now she didn't dare to think about it, she just walked faster and faster.

"Mr. Xia, why don't you go on horseback, there is still a long way to go." One of the two personal guards assigned to Qingzhu by Princess Anle saw Qingzhu's flustered steps, and couldn't help but said.

The place where the stove was made was originally in the supply camp. Later, the craftsmen proposed to mix and match copper, iron and pottery to make the stove. They moved to a small tile kiln that was not long abandoned a few miles away from the camp. In the past, it took at least two quarters and more than three quarters of an hour.

"No need, I'll just take a walk." Qingzhu shook her head, politely rejecting the kindness of the guard.

Take a walk to calm your mind.

Although the Wayao is not close, it is not too far away. When I used to collect herbs in the mountains, I often walked for a day and a half, but because I stopped and went, I didn't feel tired.

But today, Qingzhu walked too fast, after these few miles, he was a little out of breath, but at this time, Qingzhu had already seen the place where the tile kiln was.

Because she was a little tired from walking, Qingzhu slowed down her pace a little, and walked slowly. After her pace slowed down, she felt a little bit relieved in her heart.

Qingshan won't be able to turn 12 until the end of the year. It's too early for her to think about these things now.

Besides, although the eldest sister is like a mother, there are some things that she still doesn't want to interfere too much.

As she often said before, Qingshan has her own way to go. As a sister, what she can do is to give him some guidance appropriately, but more things still have to be chosen and faced by him. .

And she just needs to respect his choice, and give him some help as much as possible within her ability.

No one can arrange other people's lives, even blood relatives.

Only you can decide your own path, how to go on.

Right and wrong, own responsibility.

(End of this chapter)