[Comprehensive History] Clothes are all over the world

Although the opening was a bit oolong, and the process was a bit weird, but fortunately, the ending should be pretty good.

The commander-in-chief of the Ming army did not intend to embarrass everyone. After rearranging the files contaminated with unknown liquid, Mu Bai, a small team of more than 20 people, was treated more leniently.

Cases that have to serve their sentences can be retried. As long as they are not wrong in principle, they are basically pardoned. A group of villagers like Mu Bai who did nothing but were implicated and arrested were also released in court. The people gave two feet of cloth to them as money for their journey back to the city.

Of course, this fabric was pulled from the private warehouse of the original Dalu Huachi, and the cost to the Ming army was zero.

And the two little officials who were Yuan soldiers, but had helped Mu Bai and others before, were incorporated into the Ming army as servants, which can be regarded as redemption.

If they perform well afterwards, it is not impossible to be incorporated into the Ming army. Of course, it is more likely to be sent back home.

The only one that has not been properly settled is Mubai.

He has to be responsible for his previous actions and stay as a child laborer.

Although no one was killed, but as the mastermind, he brought down 10 soldiers before. Although the people of the National People's Congress said they didn't care much, it is also true that Mubai caused a psychological shadow on them.

So now it is not possible to be compensated with work.

"You said you suffered a lot." Xiaoqi stood with a gun and maintained a chic position, and kept blaming at the small black room not far away, "Hasas in our team, that was the one who was forced to fight back then." Ma galloped the fierce man who was chasing the Yuan army to the north, look at what he is doing now, he will howl for a long time when he sees ants on the ground, we can't stand it at the top of the peak, and approved insect repellent for him, Tell me about you."

The small black room was silent.

Xiaoqi continued to babble: "How did you come up with this method? Ah?! You throw spiders, mice, and centipedes, and you sprinkle honey on people. Do you know what it feels like to be covered with ants when you are half asleep? ? I almost smashed the bed!"

The small black room slowly opened a small window, and a naked head poked out. The expression on the child's face was one of helplessness that was too lazy to hide: "Liu Xiaoqi, if you have any other requests, let's talk about them together, but first Say yes, I'm halfway through the drawing, but I can't change the pose anymore."

"Hey, don't change it, I think this posture can already reflect my bravery on the battlefield." Liu Xiaoqi rubbed his nose with the hand that didn't hold the gun, "I just want to say, Can you replace the house behind us with the mansion of King Liang of yours? I think a mere Mangbu Road mansion is not worthy of my status. "

His shameless speech immediately aroused booing, and the people watching the excitement around expressed their contempt for Xiaoqi with traditional hand gestures from all over the place, but most of these people were bystanders who were not qualified to draw, and there was no reference to what they said Value, Xiaoqi directly used the shielding method on them.

There are references to the remaining soldiers who are queuing up and have not yet had their turn to be portraited. Look, those eyes are shining, shiny and shiny. Don’t feel too obvious about the eagerness to try. Just wait for Mu Bai to say something. Agree and unfold the blueprint for a new world.

however……

Mu Bai said with an innocent face: "But I have never been to Kunming, I don't know what the Prince Liang's Mansion looks like, and I can only follow the pictures, thinking about pictures... maybe it won't work."

One sentence immediately made a group of soldiers plan to take their children to Kunming for a stroll.Wow, if you can leave a picture of the battle here at the gate of Prince Liang's Mansion and bring it back to your hometown, it will be a masterpiece that is enough to honor your ancestors.

But this is just thinking about it. The battlefield is ruthless. Isn’t it a crime to bring a child there?

Just as he was thinking this way, a smaller child waddled out of the small dark room holding a scroll. He blinked his big eyes and tried to identify the soldiers who were dressed in similar clothes for a while, and then He handed the paper roll in his hand to one of them with a smaller scarf than the others, "Uncle, this is yours!"

Unaware that the child recognized him by his own hair, Brother Bing immediately took it with a smile on his face, and stuffed a handful of grass stalks into the child's hand to signal him to suck it: "This one is sweet."

The child took the grass stalk, thanked him obediently, and then squinted his eyes to see that the soldiers pushed me and shoved you as usual and scrambled into a ball. Soon the owner of this painting was pinned down by his colleagues with their elbows.

A group of soldiers pressed on this man, urging him to open the scroll.

I saw the image of a young general who was shooting across the river and immediately appeared on the paper as the scroll slowly rolled out.Although it is a black and white ink painting and the distance is far away, the spirit of the youth is captured extremely accurately, but anyone who is familiar with it can immediately recognize who this is.

Needless to say, suffering during the painting is real suffering, but the finished picture is really full of tension, and the heroic spirit is overwhelming.

At the beginning, in order to let the children grasp the charm, this guy pulled his beloved horse and made a few times to stand on horseback. In the end, the horse would kick him down, and the man was as tired as a dog, no less Let the colleagues on the side see the joke, but now it seems... Hehe!Just one word, worth it!

Immediately, the soldiers who were watching didn't follow. They felt that their previous sympathy had been fed to the dogs, and they began to diss their little friends.

Um?Can't understand what kind of mood this is?This is probably the same as the modern otaku watching his little friend chasing his girlfriend so hard that he can't bear to hate him, but when he really catches up with him, and his girlfriend is sweet and considerate, the complicated mood that arises spontaneously the same.

After all, love and hate are in an instant, and sympathy and jealousy are also cousins.

Seeing that the eyes of everyone looking over became hot, and even the eyes of the little soldier who had delivered the painting before were eager to move, Mu Bai immediately didn't dare to touch the fish, so he quickly shook his hand and walked a little as if nothing had happened. Fang Bu quickly retracted into the small black room.

After all, his "atonement" is coming to an end, and another round is impossible, absolutely impossible!

It was hard for the soldier to pose, and it was also hard for him to capture the picture and quickly copy it.Brother Bing's horses are war horses, not those horses that have undergone corrected manners. Naturally, it is impossible to keep the same movements every time they jump up. Mu Bai can restore the picture completely by relying on his instant memory ability , which is much more difficult than other paintings.

If it wasn't for the little soldier or the unlucky ghost who was severely injured as a human cushion, and he agreed to lend Mu Bai his tall (emphasis) horse from the northern grassland to ride, he would not be willing It takes so much energy.

Haven't you seen Xiaoqi's portraits are all static poses?

Mu Bai flicked his sore wrist, silently picked up a special paintbrush and dipped it in water to smudge the ink marks on the drawing paper as a shadow.

The eye pupils, nose bridge, and jaw are gently swept by the brush strokes, with black and white as the boundary, the smiling young man on the drawing paper gradually changes from flat to three-dimensional with his movements.

In the past, he was very careful when he operated like this, for fear that he would overturn the car and ruin the foundation he had laid before. At the earliest, he even had to copy two copies for backup, but now Mu Bai can do it casually.

... After all, recently he has been working on three portraits a day, and now he is no longer what he used to be, but this way of becoming stronger is definitely not what he wants.

Rather than holding a paintbrush, he wanted to try the standard weapons of the Ming army.Whether it is a knife or a spear, the forging method of the Ming army's weapons is different from that of his time. Both hardness and toughness have been enhanced, and even the range of bows and arrows is even more impressive.It is said that present bows and arrows are forged by a special process called compound bows.

But what moved Mu Bai the most was the pipe called the fire gun, which seemed to be the legendary firearm.

Mu Bai has only seen someone test fire it once from a distance, and he really wants to try such a powerful weapon!

The most important thing is that he is particularly curious about what forging technology and raw materials the Ming army used to make the barrel of the firecracker able to withstand the impact of the gunpowder explosion.

However, this thing seems to be the secret weapon of the Ming army. Let alone Mu Xiaobai who is not a resident of the country, even the Ming army cannot approach and touch the firecracker and its raw material storage warehouse without authorization.

The security and security level of this warehouse is second only to food and grass, and higher than all other standard weapons. If he enters without permission, he can easily be regarded as a spy.

It's better to think long term...

From long...

No, I can't bear it at all!

After gnawing his fingernails bald, Mu Bai jumped up against the table, successfully convinced himself with the reason that "I am a child who moves faster than his head", and was ready to roll on the ground imitating Muwen once he was discovered Prepare.

He's a cub anyway.shameless?Why do you want that thing?Can mere shame help him find the firecracker?Can you help him analyze the metal forging method of the Ming Dynasty?Can you help him improve his metal forging technology?

As a little demon whose prototype is metal raw materials, what could be more tempting to a demon than this?

Even in the worst case, it would be quite beneficial for Mu Bai if the Ming army put him and his younger brother back in the prison. He did not forget that his identity is delicate, and for him it would be safer in prison.

So that night, Mu Xiaobai, who had succeeded in convincing himself, took advantage of the darkness and crawled towards the target with his body huddled. He drilled and rolled carefully all the way, and finally reached the warehouse where the Ming army piled up firearms.

The moment he was about to touch the firecracker, his shoulders were pinned down, and then, Mu Xiaobai was captured tragically, and was carried by the neck and taken to the tent of the Chinese army.

This time, his treatment is not as good as last time. Last time, he was a little fighter who bravely opposed the corrupt Northern Yuan Dynasty. Now he is a person who is suspected of spying on military aircraft. , a turning point happened.