Datang: Invincible in the world, the widow of King Zhao of the West

Chapter 163 110th Birthday!Make your own plug-in!

Time is fast.

August fifteen.

Mid-autumn full moon.

Night, a little cool.

Trade City, in Prince Zhao's Mansion.

"Third brother, this year's old man's birthday happens to be on the tenth day." Zhu Dazhuang and Zhu Dazhuang came to the mansion with a lot of things, and said with a smile.

Li Xun had already prepared the food and drink, and nodded.

Said: "Yes!"

"The old man happens to be on the tenth day this year."

Li Xun sat in the courtyard, looked at the bright moon in the night, and said with a sigh.

"Count it up, the old man is 110 years old this year, right?"

Zhu Dazhuang and Zhu Dazhuang sat down directly, and said carelessly: "That is, we still remember it very clearly, the old man is exactly 110 years old."

The old man that Li Xun and the others were talking about was none other than Master Ziyang.

Starting from the age of 90, Ziyang's birthday has been celebrated once every ten years.

Now, after the Mid-Autumn Festival, you will be 110 years old. As for why you celebrate your birthday one day earlier, it is also a custom. Li Xun himself does not know. His life, this year, was given for nothing.

of course.

As for whether it is true or not, Li Xun is not sure.

All in all, a good hope.

Who doesn't want their elders to live a long life?

"The old man is getting older and older, and he drove us all down the mountain. Without us to serve him, I don't know if his life is convenient for the old man." Zhu boldly finished the [-] wine and said melancholy.

Both of them are orphans, if Master Ziyang did not raise them up, perhaps they would have become food for wild beasts, now that they have grown up, Master Ziyang has driven them down the mountain.

"We're celebrating his old man's birthday. Master said that we can go back and visit him in the next ten years." Li Xun's tone was a little melancholy.

next decade.

In other words, we have to wait until the real Ziyang is 120 years old.

an old man.

Can it last until then?

Li Xun didn't know, even if he knew that Master Ziyang had many tricks, but Li Xun couldn't guarantee that when this time really came. 110 years old is really, too old, especially in this era, longevity is not easy.

"Third Brother is right."

"The old man is in good health. When we went down the mountain, he could fight us for [-] rounds. In the next ten years, we will definitely see the old man." Zhu Dazhuang said.

"Then let's wish Master and his old man to live another 100 years!"

Li Xun raised his wine glass.

Zhu Bold and Zhu Dazhuang also raised their glasses: "That's right, live another 100 years!"

boom!

The three of them clink their glasses and drank it all in one go.

Years old in late autumn.

In the boundary of the Tang Dynasty, on a mountain with few people.

On the mountainside, there is a courtyard, and on the gate of the courtyard, the door plaque has been decayed, as if telling that it has been here for a long time.

boom! !

Sudden.

On the mountainside in the distance, a loud noise appeared, amidst a burst of smoke and dust, accompanied by tumbling rocks, interspersed with fireworks.

"Quick, put out the fire!"

"Hey, why is this thing still on fire?"

"Hahaha, it's done, it's done!"

"It seems that this thing is the gunpowder that the little master asked for."

"Feng Chengzi, remember the ingredients, how much is what, and you must remember clearly. If this thing is not done well, it is estimated that you will blow up your own people before it is made."

An old man said with a hearty laugh.

"Yes, Master!"

A young teenager is recording various data materials on the side.

"Master, what does Master Uncle want these things for?"

"In this way, this thing is a big killer!"

Daoist Yun Wu stroked his beard and said, "Little Martial Uncle, he wants this thing, so it will be useful for him. You just need to do it, don't ask so many questions."

"Brother, I heard from my junior uncle that he wanted this thing for Goguryeo. I observed it. If we can shoot this thing like an arrow, we can let my junior uncle and the others have enough food." It's time to cross the river, when the time comes, once the little uncle comes ashore, what is the meaning of the Goguryeo army?"

Taoist Yun Wu glanced at his junior brother.

"Well said!"

"However, how do we make something that allows this thing to fly across the river? We can't use a crossbow, can we?"

Feng Chengzi said from the side: "Master, uncle, I think we can use the city-breaking crossbow and let the city-breaking crossbow carry this thing and fly over."

"But in this way, a lot will be wasted."

Taoist Yun Wu said: "It's okay, everything has to be done step by step, no one can eat a fat man in one bite, Feng Chengzi, you go to the little uncle this time, you can ask the little uncle to see if he has any What a good suggestion."

Feng Chengzi happily put the book in his arms, and bowed: "Master, don't worry, uncle."