Settled in the Tang Dynasty

Chapter 59 The Aborted Carriage

After checking the procedures, it was already time for breakfast. Her Royal Highness had left a meal. Xue Lang ate a bowl of hot noodle soup when he came out in the morning. He is not hungry yet!In such a cold day, Xue Lang dared not go out on an empty stomach, he couldn't bear it, after all he was used to eating three meals a day.

After declining the meal from Her Highness the Princess, Xue Lang left and went straight to the plantation.It was snowing, and the seeds were precious. Although Ma Yuanliang had been told, it would be more reassuring to see it with your own eyes.

"Uncle Xue!"

Two fires were lit in the courtyard. Ma Yuanliang and his soldiers gathered around the fires to keep warm, except for those who were sleeping during shift shifts.Obviously Ma Yuanliang is a person who cherishes soldiers.

"Don't come here, it's cold and snowing, I'll bring you something to eat."

Xue Lang brought some fish balls and deep-fried pork balls, asked Xiu Niang to skewer them with bamboo sticks, seasoned them and marinated them, and asked them to roast them over the fire, and there were also large pieces of fat pork——

The guard in the snowy day has no oil or water in his stomach, and he can't bear the cold, so he will be hungry faster if he is hungry.

Ma Yuanliang and the soldiers under him were a little moved. Just about to speak, Xue Lang waved his hand: "Everyone cooperate, you have done the hard work, I just bring you something to eat, it's nothing."

"But Uncle Xue is thinking about us, my nephew won't say too much, thank you Uncle Xue."

"Thank you Master Xue."

Xue Lang waved his hand and asked Changjian to give them the meatballs and meat. After a round, there was no problem, and Ma Yuanliang did a good job.After tirelessly explaining the precautions again, Xue Lang greeted Changjian to leave.

After returning from the plantation, Xue Lang has nothing else to do. He has nothing to do. He wanted to take the buns and go out to play in the snow, but seeing the cloth shoes on Changjian and Wanfu’s feet, he had to give up——

Wearing wet shoes in heavy snow is a serious crime.

Xue Lang is not that wicked.

Xue Lang put on his sneakers, asked Wanfu to open the side door, and let Baozi and the others go out to have fun, while he stood at the door and watched.Seeing that Changjian seemed worried, he still wanted to come over to accompany him, and waved his hand: "Changjian doesn't need to come, I won't go out, just stand here and watch the buns play. My shoes are waterproof."

Changjian had a grateful expression on his face, but he still held the cloak that Lamei handed over and put it on Xue Lang, and then stood under the eaves of the wing room as he said. There is no snow, it is dry, and the shoes will not get wet.

Xue Lang stood at the door, watching Baozi and the others having fun.Xue Lang was born in the central region, neither south nor north. Northerners think he is a southerner, and southerners think he is a northerner.

However, he has traveled to many places, from east to west, from north to south.Before accumulating enough capital, he was like a diligent migratory bird, following the planting contractors traveling across the country.Although he is only 25 years old, he has traveled more places than some people in their 40s and [-]s.

When he started raising Baozi and them, he spent most of his time in the south, and these dogs basically never saw any heavy snow.No, as soon as he went out, even the calm Mantou smelled the pile of snow beside the road curiously, and even stuck out his tongue to lick it.

Baozi's parents are military dogs, and they were born with good pedigree. They have high IQs, but now they are even smarter after time travel.Mantou has already shown the qualities of a military dog, smart and calm; if you choose a military dog, you can also choose soy milk and fried dough sticks.

While drawing a picture of a four-wheeled carriage, he took the buns to play with them. He didn't have to go to work. Xue Lang could also take out his beloved small wine pot and ask Xiu Niang to warm a pot of wine, and take a sip from time to time.

This day is simply the most leisurely day since time travel.The few days of recuperating are not counted. During those few days, his health was not good, he was at a loss for the future, and he had no confidence in his heart. He could not be regarded as leisurely, unlike now.

"May I ask if Lang Jun is painting a four-wheeled carriage?"

Wanfu couldn't help asking when he saw Xue Lang's drawings.Xue Lang nodded: "Yes. Is there a carriage here?"

Wanfu replied: "My lord, there are four-wheeled carriages, but because they are heavy, they are only used for carrying goods. My lord, the four-wheeled carriages are very troublesome to turn and turn around. It is acceptable on official roads, but not suitable for ordinary roads."

Xue Lang: "..."

Fortunately, I didn't take out the drawings to show off and pretend to be aggressive. No, I almost pretended to be an idiot by accident!Who told him that there were no four-wheeled carriages in ancient times?who is it!
Search the memory carefully, it seems to be in a forum.It's embarrassing, but fortunately it hasn't been made yet!
Xue Lang carefully recalled the four-wheeled carriages he had seen——

The ones he has seen are designed and manufactured in modern times, not ancient European four-wheeled carriages. In modern four-wheeled carriages, the steering problem has been solved long ago, since there are steering bearings; the shock absorption problem can also be solved by steel plates and other means!

But this is ancient times!Where is he going to get bearings!
Xue Lang took out the eraser, and silently erased the drawn drawings. Before the steering problem was solved, the four-wheeled carriage should not be mentioned again!

So, during the days when he didn’t go to work because of the snow, Xue Lang’s life can be summed up in one sentence——

Eat, sleep and play with dogs!Perhaps, in the view of Baozi and the others, Baozi and the others are playing with him!No, just as Baozi took back the toy he threw out, he frantically wagged his tail at Xue Lang, and waited for Xue Lang to throw it out again, and it would get it back again!

In fact, Xue Lang has always wondered whether this dog's touring game is a person walking a dog, or a dog walking a person?Thinking about it carefully, I was terrified, and it really was because I was too idle.

Maybe it’s because Baozi and the others are too noisy, or maybe it’s snowing and everyone is free, and the two neighbors opened their doors. General Xiong Lang’s family came out with a young boy, but Yi Canjun’s family came out and looked like he was only three or four years old. A little baby like a ball, followed by Yi Canjun.

The young man was carrying a bow and arrow, followed by servants and soldiers. When he saw Xue Lang, he stopped and saluted very politely: "My nephew Xiong Zhuang has seen Uncle Xue and Uncle Yi."

Datang practiced the real system of inheritance from father to son. To put it simply, if your father is a soldier, then your son and grandson will be soldiers in the future; if your father is a craftsman, then your son and grandson will be soldiers artisan.Occupations are hereditary.

After General Xiong Lang and Yi Canjun came to visit, Changjian introduced to him the situation of the two families here.

General Xiong Lang's wife and children are all in the capital except the youngest son who followed him at Weize Pass.Although Xiong Lang is only in his early forties, he is already a grandfather.The youngest son, Xiong Zhuang, is already married, and the children in the family are all running around.

Yi Canjun was younger than General Xiong Lang, in his early thirties, and his eldest son also married a daughter-in-law. He worked as a knife and pen official in the princess's mansion in Chang'an City, and his wife stayed in Chang'an.He came alone, and later, for the convenience of life, he took a good concubine here, and the child wrapped in a ball was the concubine of his good concubine.

Yi Canjun said, "Sanlang is going hunting?"

"Yes, there is nothing left and right, my little nephew is itchy all over, let's go out for a stroll."

After speaking, he looked at the buns with bright eyes, and encouraged Xue Lang: "Uncle Xue, do you want to go? Just fight in the nearby mountains instead of going deep into the mountains."

After finishing speaking, he looked at Xue Lang eagerly.Xue Lang shook his head firmly: "I won't go in the cold weather, I wish nephew Xiong Xian a good harvest!"

"Thank you, Uncle Xue, for your good words."

Xiong Zhuang thanked him bluntly, obviously not letting Xue Lang go, he was a little frustrated.

Xue Lang laughed secretly, it seems that his dogs still have a group of fans among young people!However, in this snowy day, he couldn't control other people. As far as Xue Lang himself was concerned, he couldn't bear to let Changjian and the others run outside with him in cloth shoes.

(End of this chapter)