At night, Xu Shu finally finished making the frames of the 30 paper fans. Of course, there were also decorative boxes.
Not only was the frame of the paper fan made of high-quality materials, but the box was also exquisitely made. It was all made of high-quality wood, and there was an image of a scholar standing by the river with a fan in his hand.
"Young Master, there's something else I need to tell you. From this afternoon onwards, there have been more and more people coming and going near our residence. I think they're here to spy on us.”Xu Shu said after handing the fan skeleton to Wang Ting.
"Oh, it seems that they really won't give up. I wonder if it's the Tang family or the people from the Path of Peace? I wonder how Yuanzhi will respond?" When Wang Ting heard this, he still threw this question to Xu Shu.
"I have already spread the news of the banquet for the great scholars and scholars of Xiangyang tomorrow. I believe that before the reception, the other party will not dare to act rashly for fear of attracting the hatred of the people.”Xu Shu told Wang Ting about his current plan.
"Then what about after the reception? If the other party dares to force their way in, how should we deal with them? Are you really going to use the Dragon Emotion Powder I gave you this morning? I thought about it just now, and I'm afraid that this will be detrimental to our departure!”Wang Ting still had some doubts about the method he had used in the morning. If a battle really happened, it would probably be known by the entire Jing State in a few days. It would probably affect his overall plan.
"Young Master, I have a plan that can make the person who came not return.
"Oh, Yuanzhi, tell me quickly. What is the plan?”
"Tomorrow night, after the guests are finished entertaining, we can disguise ourselves as the guests 'attendants and sneak out of the courtyard. If the thieves really dare to come, they will definitely enter the courtyard to check. After all the enemies have entered the courtyard, we will attack them from the outside. Even if outsiders knew about it, they would see it as a case of bandits robbing houses, causing both officials and civilians to support our act of self-defense.”Xu Shu told Wang Ting his thoughts.
"En, not bad. This strategy of closing the door and beating the dog is not bad. But how can we let them all enter the courtyard and let us fight them?”Wang Ting felt that there were still some shortcomings. If the other party was not an idiot, they would definitely send a portion of people to check first. It was unlikely that all of them would come in.
"Young Master, we can use heavy enticement to lure them. Young Master, don't forget that our wine is a treasure that no martial artist can ignore. With some books and gold and silver, I believe that the other party won't be able to control himself and enter once he finds that there's no one here. Even if there are still people outside, I believe that they are only a small number of people. We can just destroy them one by one.”
"Ha, Yuanzhi is indeed a wise man. This method can be implemented! Oh right, we also need to get the person who released the Dragon Emotion Powder to take some safety measures. Give me the number of people who did it. I'll get Mi Jing and Huo Ling to make some masks to filter it out and strengthen our safety!”After hearing Xu Shu's words, Wang Ting felt that it was perfect. He suddenly remembered that his own people could still wear masks. After all, the Dragon Emotion Powder was not an ordinary thing. Safety first.
"Mask? I wonder what it is? What's the use?" Xu Shu was stunned when he heard this new word. How could he, a Han Dynasty person, know about the things of the later generations?
"Ha, it's something that uses cotton as the inner core and silk cloth as the outer layer. It's attached to the human nose to prevent harmful air from entering the human body!”Wang Ting patiently explained to Xu Shu the method and function of the mask.
"Oh, Young Master is very thoughtful, but what is cotton? Where did you get it from?" Xu Shu's question came again.
'F * ck, it seems like this guy has never seen cotton before. People who have never been to Dragon City are really short-sighted.'
"Yuanzhi, I will prepare it for you. Come and get it tomorrow. You will know what cotton is when you reach Dragon City!”Wang Ting was really too lazy to explain. Who knew if he would come up with new words after explaining this? It would be endless.
After sending Xu Shu off, Wang Ting called Mi Jing and Diao Chan over.
In his previous life, Wang Ting had made a simple paper fan when he was in school. It was not difficult for Wang Ting to dip paper on the ribs of the fan. Wang Ting first gave the two of them a demonstration, and the two of them immediately learned it. Of course, there were also some broken pieces. It didn't matter. He just had to tear the paper off and put it back on.
In four hours, the first batch of fans of the Great Han Era was made by Wang Ting, Mi Jing, and Diao Chan. The three of them waited for a while after they were done. When the glue was almost dry, they opened and closed it a few times to try it. The effect was quite good.
Mi Jing and Diao Chan were really excited about the fan. Even though they didn't have any paintings yet, they didn't know that Wang Ting would suddenly open the fan when he held it in his hands. Then, he would retract his hand and the fan would quickly close with a swoosh.
"Young Master, this is too amazing. How did you do it?”Diao Chan had only been with Wang Ting for a day since yesterday, and she hadn't realized that this Young Master Wang, who had a genuine heart, had such a wonderful idea.
What a natural and unrestrained movement. Coupled with Wang Ting's extremely handsome appearance, Diao Chan's eyes never left Wang Ting.
"Ha, I'll teach you two later. Now, you two wait for me to write a poem before accompanying it with a painting. I'm not very familiar with paintings, so I'll have to trouble you two!”It was better to get down to business first. He had plenty of time to play. He still had to make a mask later. Wang Ting knew what was important.
"When will the spring flowers and autumn moon end? The east wind blew last night in the small building, and the old country could not bear to look back on the bright moon. The carved railings and jade bricks should still be there, but the red face has changed. Ask you how much sorrow you can have, just like a river flowing eastward in spring.”
"The country is broken, the mountains and rivers are still there, the city is deep in spring. Feeling the flowers in the season, I shed tears. I hate to say goodbye to the birds. The beacon fire lasted for three months, and the letter from home was worth ten thousand gold. White hair scratched even shorter, muddy want not to hold the hairpin.”
"I live at the head of the Yangtze River, and you live at the tail of the Yangtze River. I miss you every day, but I don't see you. When will the water stop? When will this hatred end? I only hope that your heart is like mine, and I won't let down my longing.”
As Wang Ting's elegant and elegant strokes of famous sayings appeared on the fan, not only Diao Chan, but even Mi Jing, who had followed Wang Ting for a long time, was dumbfounded. Was this done by a human? Each one was more shocking than the last. How could a person write so many poems? It might not be impressive to be able to write it, but the key was that these things could not be passed down through the ages! If this was nothing, what was even more shocking was the recollection of the past. Some were worried about the rise and fall of the country; Some of them were extremely in love with each other. There were bold ones, graceful ones, fresh ones…
Was this really written by the same person? How old was the man in front of her? How could he have experienced all this? Moreover, each of them had such deep feelings, deep into one's bones, deep to places that one's spirit could not even imagine.
Oh heavens, oh earth, please tell us what's going on! We're about to be killed by Young Master's talent. From the Three Sovereigns until now, Young Master's works have caught up with the total number of works that have been written for thousands of years. Such a thing happened right in front of our eyes. Do you still want us to believe our eyes?
Other than shock, what else could it be?
The two of them were dumbfounded, but Wang Ting was still writing and didn't notice the state of the two little girls at all.
"Young Master, how are the preparations?”When it was almost dinner time, Xu Shu called Wang Ting over to see how Wang Ting was doing.
"Yuanzhi, it's almost over!" Wang Ting replied without raising his head.
Seeing that Wang Ting was writing on the fan, Xu Shu also came to the side to watch.
"This…"
Xu Shu's talent was also top-notch at the end of the Great Han Dynasty. When he saw Wang Ting's poem, he opened his mouth and said," This…" and never closed it again.
His shock was no less than Mi Jing and Diao Chan's.
" Die! Those great Confucians who claim to have learned something and to have a great speech can all die! When they die, call me along. I abandoned martial arts and literature, thinking that I was also a shocking talent. But now, it seems that I can only bid farewell to this world with others. After his death, he would let his descendants write on his tombstone," Xu Yuanzhi was shocked to death by Wang Ting's poems!”
"Yuanzhi, Jing 'er, and Huo Ling, what do you think? I saved this one for myself. You must match it with a painting later!”Wang Ting took the last picture he had written and said with a smile as he admired it.
It turned out that Wang Ting had written it based on Master Guo Degang's crosstalk in his previous life. At the same time, he had written," Abbess, just follow me!”，On the other side was written,"Abbess, please go around me!"”According to what I, Wang Ting, have Mi Jing or Diao Chan draw a picture of a monk teasing a nun on one side and a picture of a monk running away with his pants up on the other side.
"Ha, not bad. This is definitely unique in the world. Eh, why aren't you guys saying anything?" Wang Ting asked after he realized that no one responded.
The three of them had blank looks in their eyes. The two girls looked better, but Xu Shu stopped after saying " this…". His mouth remained the same, and he did not notice that saliva was flowing out of his mouth.
"Hey, what are you three doing?”Wang Ting patted their shoulders.
"Young Master, please pour me a glass of water. I feel weak all over. I seem to have run for a long time just now!”The gazes of the three of them told Wang Ting that he needed to drink some water to calm himself down and rest, but he didn't have the strength to do so.
"Alright, I'll get you some water. You have to tell me what's going on!”Wang Ting was already used to copying the works of the ancients. How could he have realized that it was the poem he had written on the fan?
"Alright, tell me what happened!”Wang Ting waited for the three of them to drink the water, and their expressions recovered a lot before asking.
"Young Master, Xu Shu now admires Young Master's talent. In the future, if Yuan Zhi is willing to help Young Master pull a horse and fall into the stirrers, if he breaks this oath, I hope the heavens will punish him!”Only now did Xu Shu completely forget about the idea of inspecting Wang Ting. Why would he go to Dragon City for an inspection? There was no need. There was no second person in the world who could make him admire him so much. Didn't the Great Han Dynasty still have those great Confucians? So what? Some only understood the ways of Confucius and Mencius, some only understood the laws of Legalism…But the person before him had an understanding of society and the people, a hatred of foreigners, a regret and disappointment towards the court, and a hope for a prosperous country. He was much stronger and more comprehensive than those great Confucians. Moreover, Young Master was skilled in martial arts, resourceful and approachable. His skills in crafting were unparalleled in the Great Han Dynasty. Wasn't this the wise lord that he had been diligently pursuing for a long time? He couldn't wait any longer. He would just put his life in the hands of the young master with ease.
"Cough, you guys don't have to flatter me like that. If you've experienced it before and put yourself in my shoes to ask a few more questions, your understanding will definitely not be weaker than mine! Alright, let's go eat now. We'll continue after eating.”Wang Ting saw that it would not be easy to end things if this continued. It was better for them to go eat and let them calm down.
After the meal, everyone felt much better. Thus, Wang Ting brought the two of them back to the study to continue perfecting the painting. The rest was naturally left to Mi Jing and Diao Chan because the rest was mainly painting. Even though painting and calligraphy came from the same source, Wang Ting didn't have the ability to do so.
"Jing 'er, did you bring us cotton-padded jackets when you went out?”Wang Ting asked Mi Jing after they finished working on the fan.
"Yes, we each have two! Why do you ask?" Mi Jing asked.
"It's good that you're wearing it. Bring a few pieces and take them apart. We'll start making masks now.”
"Mask? What is that? What does this have to do with cotton clothes?" Mi Jing asked.
Sigh, why is it here again…
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