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Chapter 470 Little Poems

After all, everyone finally pushed the carriage out. They walked out and became furious and scolded Wangcai for being bloody.

Sun Wangcai was full of grievances. He didn't care about his business. It was obviously because of the snow, but the prince was the prince, and it was your fault.

If you want to add a crime, there is no reason to worry. Why do you bastard drive and don’t look at the road? Zhu Cilang only wants the result and does not ask about the process.

Meng Fanchao and others dare not say anything, who would let the master be the master? The master's words will not be refuted at all.

In fact, what Zhu Cilang was angry was not because Wangcai's carriage was trapped in a deep pit. It was not because he hit himself in the car window and almost knocked off half of his front teeth. Instead, the music box he had worked hard to make was just ruined.

In fact, Zhu Cixuan didn't have the intention to make a music box. First of all, this is not realistic. The limitations of forging technology are that he does not have so many parts in his hand.

In fact, the music box in his hand was removed from the clock hidden in the palace.

This was a watch that was paid tribute by overseas barbarians during the Wanli period. Emperor Chongzhen was frugal and did not act extravagant. He felt that this exquisitely made wall clock was too luxurious, so he ordered people to send it to the palace warehouse.

Zhu Cixuan said in the name of checking accounts that someone reported that there were fewer things in the warehouse. He suspected that a eunuch had taken out the palace to sell things, and then he found the clock through boxes and cabinets in the warehouse.

Zhu Cixuan dismantled the clock and removed the pronunciation device inside. He improved it slightly and made it into a music box.

Originally, this music box was not perfect in making. Zhu Cixuan finally improved it so that the music box was winded up and could play a simple song.

The ding dongdong song is very beautiful. After tightening the sandalwood music box, it can produce about ten seconds of songs. On the wooden box, an exquisitely carved carousel slowly rotates with the music. For people of this era, it is tantalizing a roulette.

Unfortunately, after the collision, Zhu Cixuan spread a cart of music box parts in his hand. After finally getting all the parts together, Zhu Cixuan put the broken music box on his sleeve, thinking that he was slowly repairing it when he was in Huajiazhuang.

However, there was a missing part. Among them, Zhu Cixuan searched the entire carriage, but couldn't find it.

The journey has been halfway through, and it is cold and I can't go back to Beijing. Come again the next day.

Thinking of this, Zhu Cilang sighed helplessly. After scolding Wangcai, he lay in the carriage and fell asleep.

I don’t know how long I slept, but the drowsy Zhu Cixuan woke up. After waking up, he found that the carriage had stopped.

Zhu Cilang was shocked and opened the car door and saw that they arrived at the entrance of Huajiazhuang Village. Wangcai, Meng Fanchao and others were waiting quietly in the snow.

"Why did you stop and not leave?" Zhu Cixuan asked.

Wangcai was a little stuttered: "Your Highness, I see you asleep and don't dare to disturb you. Now we have arrived in Huajiazhuang. Is this going to Miss Shen's house?"

Zhu Cilang became a little soft-hearted. He shouldn't have scolded this guy. After all, Wangcai was indeed wronged. His scolding made him even more frightened. When he arrived at the village head, he didn't dare to move forward, nor did he wake Zhu Cilang up.

If it was before, this would never happen. Wangcai would be very nervous and would not care if he was scolded.

However, for some reason, everyone is full of awe of Zhu Cilang. Zhu Cilang is now completely different from the simple and romantic prince before.

The current crown prince is young but he is not angry and powerful. No one dares to regard Zhu Cilang as a child anymore. In the eyes of Wangcai and others, Zhu Cilang is his master.

This made Zhu Cilang very depressed, and the heights were so cold. Since he had already taken on the position of crown prince, it means that he had no friends.

Everyone in front of him is his servant and his subordinate. The emperor is a lonely man, and the prince is also in a state of disguise.

If you don’t have friends, you feel lonely. Zhu Cilang is very lonely now. When everyone is afraid of themselves, this feeling is even stronger.

Especially, the servants who were very arrogant in front of me, Lai Fu, Wangcai, Sanxi, and even Douhua, who occasionally had a little temper, are now very afraid of themselves.

No one dared to disobey Zhu Cilang's words anymore. Douhuaer was obedient to herself and never dared to be as presumptuous as before.

As a prince, I have to get used to this identity. There is no way, and Zhu Cilang, who felt lonely, had to go to Huajiazhuang to find Xiao Shishi.

Only in front of Xiao Shishi can Zhu Cilang completely relax herself. In front of this little girl, Zhu Cilang has an unprecedented relaxation. She always feels inexplicably happy when she is with her.

Wangcai jumped onto the carriage and gently lifted the reins of the horse. The carriage started again, and the snow in Huajiazhuang was thicker. Apart from the occasional messy footprints, there were no traces of the carriage moving. In such a remote mountain village, which was almost isolated from the world, there were not many villagers traveling in such a season.

Because this place belongs to the property of the Huangzhuang, and the Huangzhuang planted new crops this year, this year, the life of the Huajiazhuang villagers is particularly good.

At least, every household no longer worrys about food. The imperial village under Liu Laifu took good care of the villagers.

This has finally made the villagers of Huajiazhuang this year have had a happy winter. Although this winter is colder than in previous years. However, every household has prepared firewood for the winter after a busy year, as well as sweet potatoes under the kang and grain in the pottery jar in the side house.

This winter, for them, they are no longer hungry or cold. Every household has a stove in the house. When it’s okay, cats keep warm at home and have children. For them, this is called cat winter.

The wisdom of the masses is infinite. When they have nothing to do, they study food. Studying the way to eat food is an eternal topic that has been passed down for thousands of years.

Of course, there are also active people who go to the mountains to hunt when the weather is good. They carry bows and arrows and set up traps. They are in groups of three or five, shouting and shouting.

When I come back, I usually bring back some wild game, hares, pheasants, wolverines, and sometimes, I occasionally bring back some larger prey such as wild boars, elks, etc.

When he entered Zhuangzi, Zhu Cilang sighed: "This is the life that the people of Ming Dynasty should live, and this is the life that the people should live."

That’s right, the people of Daming in the future must live such a life and live such a life. Zhu Cilang secretly swears in his heart.
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