After raising the emperor, he always wanted to marry me

Winter and twelfth lunar month.

Military Weapons Supervisor, in Iron Smelting Workshop.

It was snowing heavily outside the house, and the workshop was as bitter and hot as midsummer.The blast furnace with fan blades on the top was whistling, and hundreds of blacksmith workers were shirtless, wearing clumsy sheepskin gloves to insulate the heat, and beating the iron pieces in their hands.Everyone was sweating profusely, and sometimes the sweat beads on the face and hair fell and fell on the hot iron plate, making a sizzling sound.

Huang Lin, the head of the Military Armament Supervisor, treated all the craftsmen equally, with his upper body bare, the silk trousers on his lower body rolled up to his calves, and the belt around his waist was soaked with sweat.

He stared intently at the molten iron surging in the blast furnace, and relied on five generations of iron smelting experience in his family to figure out the timing.

The workers in charge of the blast furnace are also some of the most experienced in the entire military supervision department, and all of them are waiting with bated breath for Huang Lin's order.

"Fall!" Huang Lin yelled outright.

The workers guarding the top of the blast furnace slowly put down the iron chains, and the crimson molten iron slowly poured out of the blast furnace with a dazzling light, and slowly flowed into the mold at the bottom along the iron trough built.

As the molten iron is filled, the dancing sparks inside the molten iron are quickly extinguished at a speed visible to the naked eye, and gradually condense in the mold and turn black.

"Great! Great!"

Before Huang Lin could check the quality of the newly formed alloy, he heard a childish cheer behind him.

Everyone followed the voice and turned their heads, only to see the king Gu Xiu and Han Taifu both wearing the most common official uniforms, without crowns, standing side by side in front of the blast furnace.In the arms of the king, there was still a little milk ball wearing only a linen jacket.

Huang Lin hastily grabbed a piece of dry cloth and wiped his face, put down his trousers in a panic, and knelt down in front of Gu Xiu: "See Your Majesty, Taifu Han. I'm disheveled, please forgive me."

As soon as Huang Lin knelt down, all the workers in the workshop who heard the commotion also put down their work and knelt down.

"Huang Qing has worked so hard, why is he guilty?" Gu Xiu lightly raised his arm to signal the crowd: "Everyone is fair, so there is no need to be polite."

When everyone heard the words, they kowtowed in unison to thank the king, and then they all got up and went to work.

Huang Lin got up and wiped off the sweat all over his body, put on a silk jacket and went to Gu Xiu's side: "Your Majesty, you came suddenly, and there is no tea here, please forgive me."

"It's okay, I and Taifu Han didn't come here for tea." Gu Xiu shook the fat dumpling sitting in his arms and said, "Huang Qing and I will find two craftsmen with better temperaments to take this child around. change."

"Yes, Your Majesty." Huang Lin turned around and took a look, and called two young workers who were carrying clear water to the workshop to salute Gu Xiu.

Gu Xiu raised his hand to avoid the courtesy, took off Xiaotuanzi leaning on his arms, took Xiaotuanzi's little finger, pointed to the two kind-hearted young men and said: "Cheng'er, go with these two brothers to play, you Remember to follow them closely, this place is not like a palace, nor like a big camp in the outskirts of Beijing, let alone wander around at will. Father Huang and Yafu have something to say with this Master Huang."

Xiao Yucheng nodded obediently, and responded softly: "Oh! I know!"

Xiao Tuanzi happily ran down with the two craftsmen brothers.

For children less than two years old, everything here is extremely novel. Those red fires and the sound of tinkling irons made the little milk baby very excited, as if to make this huge military supervision Read it all over.

After the little milk group left, Huang Lin took Gu Xiu and Han Mochu to see the alloy cube that had just been poured

Huang Lin skillfully opened the mold, used iron tongs to clamp out the alloy that had been formed in the mold, and put it into the cold water tank beside it.As bursts of white smoke rose from the water tank, the black alloy slowly faded its surface color, revealing a color like silver: "Return to Your Majesty, Taifu Han, since the fan blades were installed in the blast furnace, my minister A total of 150 six stoves of pig iron were fired, and some adjustments were made in the firing time, temperature, and timing of injecting copper and tin. Now the hardness and toughness of this alloy are several times higher than ordinary pig iron. It is only lacking in weight, Your Majesty only needs to give me another [-] days, and I am sure that the alloy will be successfully refined."

With a coarse cloth in Han Mochu's hands, he wiped off the water droplets on the surface of the alloy. Although the alloy cube that had just been fired was quenched, Han Mochu could still feel the heat of the metal through the coarse cloth. This heat can penetrate the human body. The skin is a delight.

With Huang Lin's promise with a limited time limit, Han Mochu also has the confidence to allow all the soldiers of Da Zhou's army to be replaced with new armor made of alloy in the coming year.

Just a few days ago, some people from the Ministry of War of the former Dynasty and Yushi Taizhong had some criticisms on Han Mochu's move of smelting alloys.

The meaning of everyone is also very clear. Iron armor has been used for hundreds of years. Even if you want to make a new armor, you only need to change some standards on the basis of the original iron armor. Why waste such time to make some alloys?If the alloy is not made, wouldn't it be a waste of human, material and financial resources?

Fortunately, Gu Xiu, who is a king, always turned a deaf ear to such arguments. Seeing that Gu Xiu sat idly by, the gossip spread for a few days and did not cause much trouble.

Han Mochu and Gu Xiu walked in the military prison for a noon, and personally distributed soup to relieve heat and dryness to comfort the craftsmen who worked hard here.

In the afternoon, the monarch and his ministers turned into the old father of an ordinary family again. Holding Xiaotuanzi, they personally inspected several batches of horizontal knives, spear spines, and spears that were about to come out of the slot in the iron workshop of the Military Weapons Supervision.Then he went to the bow and gun storehouse, the gun storehouse, the army tent storehouse and other places at the back of the Military Weapons Supervision. Xiao Naituan gnawed his fists and stared at the eyes, and slowly recognized the names of those majestic weapons. in mind.

Playing until sunset and dusk, he was reluctantly carried back to the palace by the two fathers.

***

Dinner time.

Shanggong Wu Shixu was sitting on a low stool, hugging the little prince Yu Cheng and eating at the same table with Gu Xiu.Xiao Yucheng was holding a small toy wooden hammer in his hand while eating and tapping on the table, making extremely exaggerated whirring sounds from time to time.

Mrs. Shanggong Wu fed a spoonful of custard three times, but it didn't fill the child's mouth.

"Little master is obedient, it's not easy to eat, how can you grow as tall as His Majesty?" Shanggong Wu patiently coaxed and lied, Xiao Yucheng was willing to open his mouth to take half a mouthful, then turned his head and continued to sit on the table Knock, knock, beat.

"Your Majesty, Taifu Han, where did you two take the little Highness today? Why do you keep beating with such a small hammer when you come back from outside?" I don't want to be ignored by the little guy: "I don't eat this meal, do you want to ask Mr. Su to come and see?"

"Today, Taifu Han and I took him to the Military Arms Supervision outside the palace. This child is probably learning how to blacksmith." Gu Xiu replied in a low voice: "If Cheng'er really doesn't want to eat, you should stop feeding him. Just now On the way back, Cheng'er was hungry, so I asked someone to buy him a piece of pastry on the side of the road."

"Amitabha, why are you getting bolder, Your Majesty? Your Highness is so small, where can I take it to the Armory Supervision? There is a furnace burning all the year round, not to mention the bitter heat, and molten iron is spraying everywhere. It’s just a little bit, that’s a big deal! No wonder the clothes that His Highness came back were covered with carbon dust.” Shang Gong Wu embraced the little guy in her arms with great distress: “Also, what about that? Do you feed him the things outside the palace if they are not clean? What if it gets spoiled? The little highness is hungry, so you should bring it back earlier. How can you just buy something to eat and just get rid of it?"

Seeing this, Han Mochu followed Yuanchang and said, "Aunt Wu, don't worry, the cakes are very clean. I and Your Majesty also ate one and felt that nothing happened, so I gave it to Your Highness."

"Buddha, Buddha, so Your Majesty also ate it?" Han Mochu's words didn't matter, instead of persuading Shanggong Wu's peace of mind, she provoked a whole series of long-winded speeches.

For example, Han Mochu and Gu Xiu were like this when they were teenagers. They didn't eat breakfast at home, and went outside the house to drink soy milk.Half a month of January was spent in the military camp, wasting the New Year's goods she lined up to buy for nothing.

And in which year, month, and day, Gu Xiu ate pearl glutinous rice balls in Prince Ning's mansion and hurt his stomach, and drank decoction for ten days.

In which year, month, and day, Han Mochu wore less clothes and caught the wind and cold, coughing and coughing for more than half a month, but he didn't feel better.

The words of this big car were so overwhelming that no one else could get in their mouths.

Wu Shi was talking excitedly, and suddenly felt that his mouth was filled with a piece of soft cake.Looking down, the little guy in her arms was holding a soft cake and stuffing it into her mouth, looking at her eagerly.

Just like that, Wu's heart melted, and she quickly hugged the little guy in her arms and kissed her several times: "Young master is so good, Aunt Wu is not hungry, little master eats by herself."

I don't want Little Naituan to hold the soft cake in one hand, put the small hand holding the hammer to her mouth, imitate the adults and make a silent movement: "Well... aunt... don't say... don't say... .”

"Okay, little master thinks I'm nagging?" Shanggong Wu frowned, bit off the soft cake in the little man's hand, and said angrily: "You really are a little villain, Aunt Wu I was ordered by Princess Qingzhao to take care of you. Since that's the case, I won't take care of Aunt Wu, and you are crying at night and getting cold and scared, so don't ask Aunt Wu to hug you."

Shanggong Wu pretended to be angry, put the little guy down, and saluted hastily: "Your Majesty, Taifu Han, I'm leaving."

As soon as Wu Shi turned around, the little guy immediately chased after her, and hugged Wu Shi's thigh, sobbing pitifully.Seeing that Wu Shi's heart immediately softened again, he bent down and hugged the child into his arms: "Little master will not cry or cry, I am teasing you, how can I be willing to let the little master sleep by himself?"

Holding a wooden hammer, Xiao Tuanzi hugged Aunt Wu's neck while sobbing and nodding, like a loving grandparent.

Gu Xiu and Han Mochu looked at each other, then shook their heads tacitly.

***

It's late at night.

Tired after eating and drinking, Xiao Naituan fell asleep on Gu Xiu's huge dragon bed with his arms around the big cloth tiger brought out from the princess mansion.All kinds of toys are scattered around him, and he has no intention of cleaning up.

In front of the big table outside the bed curtain, Han Mochu concentrated on drawing the shapes of the armor of various arms.

The existing arms of Dazhou include infantry, cavalry, archers, ordnance soldiers, siege soldiers, and land and water soldiers of the Linjiang Navy.

Due to the different responsibilities of these arms, the requirements for armor and weapons are also different, and armor with a single shape is likely to limit the combat power of soldiers.

In fact, Han Mochu and Gu Xiu have secretly explored these standards for many years, and summed up a lot of experience that can be used today in the battle after battle.

Han Mochu was painting by the night light, and Gu Xiu, who had finished grading the papers, was also painting by the night light.

Compared with Han Mochu's meticulous sketching, Gu Xiu's paintings are much more extensive.

But that posture of concentration is no worse than that of Han Mochu.

When Han Mochu took a break, he leaned over to Gu Xiu's side: "Your Majesty, what are you painting?"

"It's nothing, I saw that Cheng'er really likes the weapons in the Military Weapons Supervision today, so I want to draw some drawings to show him." Gu Xiu unfolded a blueprint of a machine bow drawn in his hand and pushed it in front of Han Mochu.

"Tsk tsk, Your Majesty, your painting is rough enough. According to the annotation, it says a crescent moon bow, but no matter how I look at it, it looks like a moon qin. Isn't the bowstring drawn too thick?" Han Mochu looked at the Zhang Hua said bluntly: "Your Majesty, it's better to go directly to the Armory Supervision and ask for a few blueprints to save effort."

"Zi Ran knows that I've never been good at painting." Gu Xiu flipped through the completed ones in his hand, put down his pen and said, "When you were young, you didn't let me say goodbye except for Wei Bei."

"It's not that your majesty is not good at Danqing, it's that your majesty doesn't like Danqing. If your majesty likes it, how can I not teach you?" Han Mochu hugged Gu Xiu's shoulder and gently raised the corner of his mouth: "I think the only one who can make your majesty write a pen today is The heart of a loving father. Is Cheng'er happy that His Majesty likes those swords, weapons and axes?"

"Yeah." Gu Xiu turned his head to look at the little guy who was sleeping soundly with Buhu in his arms under the bed curtain, turned around and said, "This kid is the same as when I was a child, he likes these cold, hard and sharp things."

"Although the little Highness is not His Majesty's own, there is still a certain resemblance to His Majesty."

"Actually, I'm happy not because he looks a bit like me. I'm not like my father, isn't he sitting on the supreme position now? I'm happy because this child is neither timid nor weak, not coquettish, able to He can bear the burden that I want to entrust to him in the future. If he is like Heng'er from the Sixth Brother's family, I am afraid that I will be reluctant to put a burden on him in the future."

"In the past, I didn't understand the heart of my parents. I didn't realize until I saw what Mr. Yi Ji left for Chen and Chang Ru after he left. It turns out that parents' love for their children really has to be far-reaching. Mr. know I have an ambition in my heart, so I will entrust this prosperous world to me. Chang Ru, sir, hopes that he will be safe and happy forever, and his wife will live a peaceful life." Han Mochu leaned on Gu Xiu's shoulder very naturally, closed his eyes and rested his mind : "Your Majesty thinks, can Mr. know your heart?"

"Mr. Yi Ji knows the world, so he must know it." Gu Xiu supported Han Mochu's forehead steadily, flipping through his unsatisfactory paintings, and whispered: "Zi Ran, you can help me draw the rest. Bar."

"No drawing." Han Mochu closed his eyes and raised the corners of his mouth, and said with great precision: "I still have a lot of things to do."

"Zi Ran can paint again later, I'm not in a hurry."

"Your Majesty, are you begging a minister to do something? You must have a begging attitude when you ask for help, right?" Han Mochu slid down on Gu Xiu's lap and looked up at him.

Gu Xiu looked down and met those clear and deep eyes: "According to Taifu Han, what do you want me to do to be satisfied?"

"Your Majesty is just like when he was a boy, pulling my sleeves and obediently calling me a good master." The corners of Han Mochu's mouth slightly raised in a smug smirk: "When I am happy to hear that, I will consider whether to help Your Majesty." .”

"Han Mochu!" Gu Xiu frowned, and said harshly, "Don't bully me too much!"

"Your Majesty is rich and powerful, who in the world can bully you?" Han Mochu's smile deepened, he put his arms around Gu Xiu's shoulders, and pressed his ear next to him, "Unless you are willing."

Gu Xiu didn't speak, he held the man in his arms with a pair of arms like iron clamps and kissed him.

That posture is like a very hungry lion, wanting to swallow the person in its arms alive and gnaw them into scum.

The impulsive and suffocating long kiss took away almost all of Han Mochu's strength, and before he even adjusted his posture for responding, he rolled into a panic with the impatient wolf cub on the smooth brick floor. group.

The night lights were bright, and the earth dragon in the warm pavilion exuded a trace of heat, fumigated Han Mochu's back that was tense from sitting bent over for a long time.

The neat skirt has been loosened, and the pretentious broken kiss is not over yet, it just shifted from his lips to his accidentally exposed neck, the undulating throat has become the new favorite of the wolf cub, and the touch of the tongue coating passing over the skin is itchy, hot, and wet Sticky and uncomfortable.

Han Mochu gasped and leaned his neck back, a thought flashed through his mind.

In other words, it has been nearly ten days since they got close last time, and it's time to indulge him once.

Yes, indulge him once, sleep well, and have good dreams.

The rest of the unfinished business can be busy tomorrow.

Just thinking about that, Han Mochu's slender fingers hooked the belt on Gu Xiu's robe, and the complicated dragon pattern cloud brocade spread out in a mess, Gu Xiu's eyes lit up immediately, and he took it apart with ease Those unsightly clothes on the body.

At this moment, these two entangled people are like bowstrings being pulled into a full moon, and they are about to explode.

There was a "crash", and I don't know what was scattered all over the place.

The keen and alert two looked towards the source of the voice in an instant.

Xiao Yucheng, who was sleeping soundly on the dragon bed, climbed off the bed with the cloth tiger, which was huge to him, and scattered the scattered toys on the floor.

With bare feet, the little man stumbled along the bed and ran towards the door, mumbling: "Aunt Wu, pee, pee..."

I don't know if it's a dream or waking up.

The two people lying on the brick floor beside them suddenly held their breath in a tacit understanding, and watched the little dumpling push the heavy curtain through a gap, and was carried out by someone again.

Fortunately, the child didn't look at his two fathers.

If he saw his two fathers lying on the ground in disheveled clothes, he would surely follow suit and get down immediately.

The sudden sound was like a basin of ice water froze their tight bowstrings, and the tumbling desire couldn't be let go, it couldn't be let go, it was really uncomfortable.

The two monarchs and ministers looked at each other.

The wolf cub who still had the upper hand took the lead, raised his arms and threw Han Mochu onto the bed in one fell swoop.

Han Mochu, who was bullied rashly, didn't know what happened to his body. He groaned in pain, turned over and pushed all the toys scattered on the bed under the bed, stretched his body comfortably on the huge bed The dragon bed was turned upside down, quietly waiting for the wolf cub to lean over.

After a long time, he asked, "Your Majesty, won't you come up?"

"I'm looking for the jar, you hid it too deep."

The author has something to say:

[Today's short cute joke? My cat is a boss]

He is a social animal, often bullied by his colleagues and bosses.

A black stray cat with only one yellow eye is barely a friend.

He was stroking the cat's head and complaining almost every day, which made passers-by sweat for the cat, for fear that one day he would call the cat depressed.

But he is also very kind to the kitten, often sucking instant noodles by himself, and buying expensive canned sardines for the kitten.

Day after day, year after year.

One day, the company suddenly parachuted a new president, and the boss and colleagues who had bullied him before were fired.

That afternoon, the new president called him into the office.

He pushed open the glass door of the president's office with anxiety, and saw a handsome man with amber eyes looking at him with his shoulders folded and raised eyebrows: "Excuse me, is there anything you are dissatisfied with now? Unlucky Little humans."

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