As soon as I returned to the gate of the mansion, a servant came to report that the palace maid had gone out and said that it had been told that if I had returned to the mansion early, I would go to the small courtyard at the intersection of the street. "Oh, I understand, Fang Cheng, you go back first, I will come." A man walked towards the intersection of the street, not far away, turned over, and there was a quiet alley with the door open. Before I entered the door, I could hear familiar laughter. It was the voice of Wu Sanmei Runniang. I was delighted. It seemed that the whole family had finally been moved in.

"Oh, it turns out that it's the auntie in the house. Come in and invite me quickly. The lady and the three ladies are all here." The aunt who had seen at Yang's house last time was coming hurriedly with a bucket. When she saw it was me, she quickly bowed and smiled at me.

"Okay, you're busy, I'll just go in by myself..." After walking a few steps, I saw Yang and his three daughters busy coming in and out, as if they were cleaning up.

"Brother-in-law, you are here. My little sister Runniang is polite." Runniang's eyes were sharp, and she just picked up a vase and was about to walk in. She turned her face to look at me and called out happily.

"No need to be polite, what should I do if I have any help? Even though I just returned home, I heard that your sister came to this place, so I wanted to come and have a look." As I was speaking, my mother-in-law, Yang, eldest sister Bi Niang and palace maid all came out.

"Don't be too polite for the son-in-law, it's nothing more. I just cleaned it up. The yard is very dry." Yang looked very energetic today, but Bi Niang was not polite. She patted Hu Ting who was still in the yard: "Since my brother-in-law is here, I'm not polite to you. I'm afraid these things will really bother you."

"The family doesn't have to say two families, I'll just move it, haha." He smiled at the palace maid sister, tied her sleeves up, one with one hand, and a big stool of about twenty pounds easily. The furnishings at home were almost done. I thought I had invited someone to do it. The rest were all small items. I had been busy for a while and had packed them inside and out. I was helping them move the short couch right. Just as I had just stopped, my sister Bi Niang, who had a piece of hair on her head, took a basin of clear water and put it outside the house and greeted: "Brother-in-law, come and wash it. Stop doing it, the rest is not what you men do."

"My husband, go and wash your face and sit and rest for a while." The palace maid who was cleaning also spoke. We patted the Hui and walked out of the room. We wanted to stretch our hands into the basin of water. Bi Niang raised her wrist and stopped her: "Don't, I've brought a basin of water that I finally brought. Look at how dirty your hands are. Hold them and don't move. I'll rush it for you."

The wrists touched each other. A trace of smooth and wet heat made people laugh. "Oh, okay..." I had to rely on this elder sister to wash my hands. With this skill left, the sound of water was soft. My elder sister's eyes were slightly bent, her lips were puffed, and she lowered her voice and said, "Brother-in-law, did you take the money?" This made me stunned.

"Wait quickly, what awesomeness," Bi Niang pursed her lips and smiled, glanced at me, lowered her cheeks, and continued to scoop water: "Even if you don't answer, I know, that's all. Anyway, I've moved here now, and I'm just asking. My mother has worked hard for so many years, so I don't want to worry her anymore..."—

Wu Biniang's words clearly meant that it was my money. "Haha, Zhao'er mentioned this to me anyway, and I know that money is hers." We won't recognize it, and it's right to say what I said. Isn't my money the same as the palace maid's sister's money?

Wu Bi Niang burst out laughing, with a proud smile on her cheeks: "I didn't expect that my brother-in-law is such an honest man, and his body is strong and tight, and he is free from illness or disaster. It seems that my second sister is really lucky..."

What does this mean? When I said that last, I clearly saw a trace of bitterness flashing on her cheeks. I stared blankly at Wu Biniang's figure leaving, very confused. What the hell is this big sister doing?

The palace maid didn't answer my question, and her face turned red, almost trying to break away from my hand: "Langjun, this is on the street. If you see this, you will be embarrassed to death..."

"What are you afraid of?" I protested and pulled: "What's the matter? You are my wife. Besides, in such a dark sky, who has the energy to peep at us?" Walking on the street that was already night, the couple muttered all the way, pulling and pulling their hands.

Back in the yard, leaning against the bed, comforting the Green Butterfly who was a little aggrieved by staying alone at home, "Okay, little thing, tomorrow, I will let you take you to the door. How about it? Today is moving, it's a mess. Besides, it's not good if we don't keep our house alone."

Green Butterfly has a good temper. After a few words of comfort, her smile returned to her cheeks and disappeared the resentment she saw when she entered the yard. She liked her personality very much, she didn't hold grudges, never cared about many trivial things, and was very cheerful. Sometimes I was in a bad mood. As long as I saw this happy little butterfly, a subconscious smile would ripple on the corners of her mouth and her mood would be relaxed.

"My sister is probably guessed that even though Zhao'er gave her to you as a concubine for your Majesty, how could she have so much money if she didn't agree?" The palace maid sits down with her legs leaning against me, picking up a grape, carefully cut the skin with her fingernails, handing it to my lips, sucking it gently, the moist and sweet flesh into her mouth, which makes her feel good, and smashing her mouth: "It seems that your sister is also a powerful person."

The palace maid smiled sweetly, although she didn't say anything, her face was quite content. Yes, the three sisters of the Wu family are in that place, and I'm afraid none of them are good-for-treat. It's better to be careful. Although there will be no conflict, we don't want to suffer a loss in front of a few beautiful women, which is too much of a price.

"Oh, Brother Taoist is here today. Please, please, I have been waiting for you for many days." Yuan Tiangang raised his eyebrows at me proudly, stretched out his hand and quickly replied: "I have seen Taoist priest, I was too busy a few days ago, and I just got time today. Please don't blame Taoist priest." Two days ago, Yuan Tiangang sent a little Taoist priest to visit his home, saying that the objects he made had made had made progress, so he asked me to go to visit again.

Without further ado, as Yuan Tiangang went straight to the back mountain, he had not been walking for a long time, and he had already seen an object in a square car shape. When he looked closer, he realized that the four corners were of a considerable arc, and there was a small door on one side. After opening it, he walked in. It was very good. They were all woven with bamboo. In order to be leveled, a slightly thick bamboo mat was laid on the bottom. The length and width of the entire inner space were about seven feet long. A coal stove with a push-pull blower was fixed at the back of the car. The air outlet pipe was inserted obliquely to the top of the car, reducing bending, avoiding insufficient hot air spray, and conveniently providing heat to the balloon. There were also bamboo baskets prepared for coal loading on the side, which were also fixed. In this way, the space in the middle seemed spacious, and then a few thick ropes were wrapped around the edge of the car. It seemed to be specially used for passengers as handrails. It was very good creativity, and I admire the wisdom of the ancient people.

People can move freely in the car, which is much bigger than the first sample that can ascend. In order to minimize the weight, the upper part is supported by fine bamboo and covered with oil cloth. The ceiling formed by strolling around inside, walked out, and pushed it with hands. Well, it is not heavy, at least not more than five people's weight. If coal is added, a coal stove worker, and two or three people are seated, it will not exceed one thousand pounds. Very good, very good design concept. Even compared to the hot air balloons seen on TV in later generations, there are probably many that are not as good as this.

"What do you think?" Master Yuan's expression could be seen and he was very excited. "Well, okay, I can't think of a better design than this one. Master Yuan is indeed powerful." He nodded with satisfaction and sighed.

"These are not my credit. Speaking of which, it is still the great effort of my disciple." Taoist Yuan blushed and reached out to the Taoist Liushuang who was sitting in the pavilion and frowned and wrote and painted. Aside, Taoist Xianyun lay on the desk table bored, as if dozing off--

"Ah?!She?" I couldn't help but be surprised. Be good, we really didn't see this little Taoist nun. Unexpectedly, she really has two tricks. "Of course, I dare not lie. If Brother Taoist doesn't believe it, you will know it once you ask."

I have to say that this bad-tempered Taoist nun is really a talented person. As Yuan Tiangang walked into the pavilion, Xianyun opened her eyes when she heard the sound. When she saw the person coming, she quickly wiped the saliva from her mouth, stood up and greeted him. Liushuang Taoist nun also stopped and greeted us.

"Sit down, sit down, brother Dao, if you have any questions, just ask me this good disciple, I will go get some new tea." Yuan Tiangang was very happy. Of course, it would be difficult to be unhappy with such an outstanding talent as his disciple.
Chapter completed!