After being divorced, the concubine became the first lady

Jie Du drank alcohol for two days in a row.

The man who was hurt by love was extremely decadent, especially Zhan Qin's words - he couldn't give Chu Jinjin happiness.

Lao Hei couldn't bear it: "Master, you stink, do you understand?"

In the past, it didn't matter to him. It was normal not to take a shower for a few days, but since getting married, not only has he become cleaner, but he can't stand the sight of others being dirty.

Jie Du glanced at him: "So what?"

"There are not only Miss Chu in the world, but also Miss Zhang and Miss Wang. Of course, village leader, you have never experienced love between a man and a woman, I understand." Lao Hei thought he persuaded her sincerely, "But if you do this, it will only make Miss Jinjin even more unhappy. Hi, Village Master, Village Master, you have to cheer up, if it doesn’t work, we will gather all the soldiers and horses to tie up the people, and then the rice will be cooked."

Jie Du smiled bitterly: "You don't understand."

Only he understood what Zhan Qin said.

Even if he takes over the world, he can't give Chu Jinjin the lifelong happiness of two people. In that position, he is destined to have many women to balance it.

In this life, the two of them are destined to have no fate.

In the evening, there was a gentle knock on the door.

Lao Hei opened the door and said eagerly: "Miss Qingxiao, you came just in time. Please persuade the leader of the village quickly."

He really had no choice but to speak with smoke coming out of his throat, and the village leader couldn't listen to a word he said.

"This slave has met the village master." Qing Xiao's eyes could not hide the sadness. She took out a drawing and said respectfully, "Miss Jinjin asked someone to send it to you."

The words "Jin Jin" seemed to have some kind of magic power. Jie Du's eyes immediately lit up, he almost couldn't wait to take it, and then he was stunned for a moment: "What is this?"

There is a ball on top and a basket on the bottom. I have never seen anything like this before.

Lao Hei came over and made a bold guess: "Could I invite you to admire the moon tonight?"

Qingxiao: "."

Whose moon looks like this?

Jie Du frowned: "Can you fly in the sky?"

"Miss Jinjin said this is called a hot air balloon." Qing Xiao maintained a respectful tone and pointed to the drawing to explain, "The ball on top can fly, and the bamboo basket below can carry people."

Just like the situation when she saw the drawings, Jie Du stood up suddenly, his fingers trembling slightly: "Seriously?"

Qing Xiao nodded slightly.

Needless to say, the explosive power brought by these few sentences cannot be described in words.

"Miss Jinjin said that the heat brought by the flames below can lift into the air. If it is big enough, it can carry up to several people." At this point, Qing Xiao paused, and her tone seemed to be light and heavy at the same time, "And Weapons of equal weight."

She knows the obsession with Jiedu.

She is also familiar with military literature.

No matter how strong Black Eagle Village is, it can only dominate a small corner, but its true strength is nothing at all, even if it has carefully trained archers.

In real war, quantity over quality.

If this hot air balloon could really be made, I can't imagine what it would be like.

The best bows and arrows can only shoot up to a few hundred meters. Heavy siege vehicles can go higher, but their accuracy is poor.

Jiedu felt as if he had been baptized by something, and the decadence in his body instantly dissipated. He stared at Qingxiao and asked word by word: "What else did Miss Jinjin confess?"

"First, Miss Jinjin said that this is her master's secret inheritance. If you pass it on to a female but not to a male, it will hurt your eyes." Qing Xiao lowered her head, "The specific production process must be kept secret. I can only teach it to one person."

She is a woman, a woman with someone in her heart.

The hatred lasted too long, and she longed for home even more.

The importance of the hot air balloon is self-evident, so important that she might have to leave Man Yuanchun and come to that man.

Qing Xiao tried her best to calm down: "I have thought about it, I can go to Chu Mansion in the dead of night, so as not to delay the village master's plan."

She desires, but knows better about choices.

Jie Du did not answer directly: "What else?"

Qing Xiao raised her head: "Secondly, Miss Jinjin told me that she had other drawings in exchange for the original agreement between the village owner and Boss Chu."

As agreed at the beginning, Black Eagle Village sent people to follow Chu Zijian on business until they completely figured out the trade route to the Northern Desert.

Qing Xiao felt that there should be another reason. As for what it was, it seemed quite complicated.

She felt right.

Chu Jinjin was very depressed. Zhou Guoshou's matter seemed to be settled for the time being, but the price was that the gold mining rights were gone. Whether and when the deposit could be refunded, he couldn't think of any other way.

All she wanted was to eat, drink and lie down, but the imperial concubine had to look for trouble.

This is just the beginning. Who knows what other dirty tricks may come in the future. The most important thing is that if this evil woman really reaches that position one day and no longer has any scruples, what will the Chu family do?

Let others slaughter you.

For the first time, Chu Jinjin had the idea of ​​​​changing the dynasty.

Take out the hot air balloon that has a great influence on this era, cause some trouble for the royal family, and also make a good relationship in advance.

What if Xie Du really succeeds?

She will also be considered a hero by then.

In the next few days, Chu Jinjin started to get busy.

Hot air balloons are very simple for future generations. There are even such handicraft classes in kindergartens. The principle is very simple. It is nothing more than the physical phenomenon of thermal expansion and contraction. When the inside of the balloon is heated, the air expands, and the density becomes lower to create buoyancy.

But when applied to war, it cannot be simple.

How to ensure stability and security is a big problem.

Chu Jinjin decided to do something simple first.

Afraid of attracting unnecessary attention, he took his maid Xia Feng to Zhuangzi in the suburbs.

The materials used were all of this era.

Xia Feng didn't know what he was doing. He followed the instructions and sewed a piece of coarse cloth with poor ventilation into a pocket, then covered it with oil paper and used a buckle for the gap in the middle.

It didn't work the first time.

The fire of the wood was not controlled well, and it immediately caught fire as soon as it was put on it.

After several times in a row, a miracle happened. Doudou slowly floated up as if being supported by something. As the wind continued to rise, it finally disappeared into the vast night sky.

Xia Feng was stunned and stunned.

Chu Jinjin was also very excited, saying that it worked, but the trouble had just begun. It was easy to control the direction. What should be used to replace the fuel?

I don’t know if good charcoal will work.

Before I could continue my research, something happened again.

The princess whom Zheng's consort married handed over an invitation and invited Chu Jinjin to attend a dinner party in a few days.

This was an invitation that couldn't be refused.

No matter how favored she is, she is still a princess. She has royal blood. If she doesn't get it, it would be a slap in the face of the royal family.

Secondly, the theme of the dinner.

There has been a severe drought in the north this year. It is said that not even a blade of grass can grow, and the mice are so hungry that they are infertile.

The princess sent invitations widely, inviting almost all the noble ladies in the capital, and called on everyone to donate money and materials to help the displaced people.

As one of the top ten wealthy businessmen in the capital, the Chu family should have done their part when faced with such a national crisis.

"Third Miss, my master, if you don't want to go, don't go. We will donate the money directly." The servant who came to report carefully reported the original words, "The princess is no better than ordinary people and cannot be beaten."

The voice-over was that she was worried that Chu Jinjin would beat the princess.